Nine Regions Heavenly Venerate

Chapter 835

"What are your plans?" Mo Chen asked.

Fang Wuhui said: "Of course it is to find the blood."

He looked up at the dragon and snake, and said: "Since you also know the secret treasure of Nine Dragons, it seems that the Suoluo sharp gun will not be returned, but this does not mean that I will not ask for it, because you have saved my life. Well, this time I will not ask for it forcibly, next time we meet, we will each rely on our ability, even if you fuse the secret treasure, I will take it back."

Dragon Snake grinned and said, "Interesting, I'm waiting for you to come to me."

Fang Wuhui snorted coldly, looked back at Mo Chen, and wanted to leave this place.

Mo Chen knew that Fang Wuhui must be looking for Long Yan. In today's world, the most pure dragon blood belongs to the Royal Family of the Four Seas, and Long Yan is probably the most pure blood of the Sea Clan.

Mo Chen didn't stop Fang Wuhui, but just said: "Nanan Rongruo disappeared."

Fang Wuhui's footsteps suddenly sank, it was as difficult to move as if filled with lead, and he asked in a low voice, "How did it disappear?"

Mo Chen said: "Ghost Sect and Lou Yingshan conspired to capture Great Xia. During the tragic battle that day, if Nangong Shiyin and Nanan Rong were sucked into this place at the same time, they would be breathless."

A trace of grief obviously flashed across Fang Wuhui's body. Although he had never said anything about his feelings for Nanan Rongruo, it was extremely deep.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Do you know life and death?"

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I understand."

Fang Wuhui murmured softly, and said: "Anyway, I still want to thank you for saving your life. We will fight between you and me. Let's wait until the next time we meet."

Leaving this sentence behind, Fang Wuhui rushed out of the Heavenly Dao Gate and disappeared into the sky.

Long Snake looked at the direction where Fang Wuhui disappeared, stepped forward, and said: "This kid is not bad, his heart is very firm, given time, he must be a strong one."

Mo Chen grinned, and said: "Rising from a poor family, step by step to the top of the imperial tour, coupled with the chance to get the bloodline gene and the secret treasure of Nine Dragons, maybe it is really possible to become a character like the titled emperor."

These words can be said to be highly appraised, titled Great Emperor, but there is a peak powerhouse in this side of the world, it seems that Mo Chen has no regrets and is very optimistic about the other side.

"Back when the Bone Race left the world, they were tempered by the blood of the Monster Race, and gained a new understanding of the power of blood. Lou Yingshan has studied blood so deeply that he wanted to create a perfect blood. It seems that when necessary, you can search for him. Soul, let's see how much he knows about blood." Mo Chen murmured.

If these words are known to outsiders, I am afraid that they will be extremely shocked. Lou Yingshan is one of the four rulers in the imperial domain. Mo Chen actually wants to search his soul. From the outside world, he is definitely courting death Behavior.

"Perfect blood."

The dragon and snake chewed on these words, and said in a concentrated voice: "Since ancient times, hundreds of clans have been studying the power of blood, but who has researched the perfect blood? Race does."

Mo Chen shook his head and said: "Three thousand worlds, the vast universe, what we know is very limited, we must not guess what we don't know."

Dragon Snake nodded lightly and said, "When shall we set off?"

Mo Chen said: "There is only a month or so before the Martial Soul Conference, and there is still time. I want to go to Wanshen Peak first."

"Wanshen Peak, the headquarters of the Human Race Inscription Pattern Palace?" Long Snake was a little surprised, but soon understood that Mo Chen was probably going to see Song Feiyang.

……

After bidding farewell to Ding Qiuhua, Jin Sanzi and others, Mo Chen led Liang Wenyao and the others into the Tiandao Gate, and went to Daxia's teleportation formation alone, preparing to go to Wanshen Peak.

The atmosphere in the Imperial City of Great Xia is still very gloomy, the number of people passing by on the streets has dropped countless times compared to before, and it is not known when it will return to the prosperity of the past and the scene of superpowers.

Soon, Mo Chen came to the teleportation formation square. At this moment, Daxia's teleportation formation was no longer under the control of the Daxia family, and the ghost sect also got involved. Although it was not so blatant, it arranged a lot of eyeliners around.

After all, the teleportation array is the communication channel between Daxia and the outside world. If there is any suspicious person present, the ghost sect will be able to detect it immediately.

Mo Chen turned his head and looked in the direction of Daxia. Although his current strength is not enough, he has sworn that when he returns to Daxia, he must make Daxia the strongest sect.

"Hey, hey, go if you want to go, don't get in the way here!"

A warrior wearing Guizong costume stared at Mo Chen fiercely. They kept watching the movement of the teleportation array and observed the warriors coming and going. During this time, only warriors went out, and very few warriors came in. Such a job , very boring.

Seeing Mo Chen standing there in a daze right now, affecting his work, he was naturally very dissatisfied.

So his attitude was very bad, and he felt like he would slap Mo Chen away, but his words were instantly stuck in his throat, as if he had been caught by a fishbone, and it was difficult to make a sound.

Because he found that the man in front of him was calm and smiling just now, as if he was harmless to humans and animals, but in an instant, he was like a puddle of deep water, making it difficult to see clearly.

His sea of ​​consciousness began to be in a trance, and his eyes began to falter, as if he couldn't see Mo Chen's face clearly, let alone remember him.

At this moment, he seemed to be looking at the thick fog in the depths of winter, during which the scene was blurred until it dissipated without any trace, and the scene in his mind completely disappeared.

He was startled secretly, knowing that he had met a strong man, he couldn't help but be shocked.

He woke up suddenly and looked up, but this time, there was no sign of that person, and the other person had already disappeared into the crowd.

"Is there any master out of the city?" He muttered to himself, and then heaved a long sigh of relief, only feeling cold sweat all over his body. At that moment just now, if the other party had the intention to attack, he would have already become a corpse. There is no room for resistance.

He looked deeply at the direction where Mo Chen disappeared, frowned, and said: "But the figure just now seems to have a little impression, it seems..."

He still couldn't recall the appearance of the other party, and finally shook his head and said: "Whatever, those strong men, since they want to prevent me from remembering, naturally they can't remember, as long as they confirm what forces Da Xia has left. .”

With a mutter, he continued to monitor the teleportation array again.

Soon, Mo Chen appeared in the city of the headquarters of the Inscription Pattern Palace, and flew directly towards the Wanshen Peak. After about a few hours, there was no bustling scene around, and there were only dense mountain peaks and countless clear mountains. The lake seems to have come to a paradise.

Mo Chen didn't go through the main entrance, but directly hid in the void and headed towards the Nanshan of Wanshen Peak.

Perhaps with his strength, he couldn't hide from those peak experts, but with the help of dragons and snakes, he could still hide in the air without making a sound.

"Zheng!"

Under the silent sky, a melodious piano sound suddenly came, as if traveling through time and space, the sound of the long time came, piercing the heart of the listener, and the melody with endless thoughts and sorrow made people feel heartbroken.

Seeing this, Mo Chen felt a little relieved, and then he fell down gently, staring at the top of the South Mountain, where the trees were swaying, accompanied by the sound of the piano, as if he had become the only listener, and also the most devoted listener.

On the top of Nanshan Mountain, a figure sat cross-legged and was playing the piano with his eyes closed. There were some wine jars beside him, but those wine jars had lost their color. Obviously, they were left a long time ago.

There was a little drizzle in the sky, Mo Chen looked up at the sky, and couldn't help sighing:
"Among Wanshen Peak, on the top of Nanshan Mountain, the towering towers are lingering in mist, and it is difficult to see green poplars outside the smoke; the moon is bright at night, and the sleeves cover the darkness of the soul, between the sky and the water, playing the piano breaks the heart; Melancholy; the drizzle is like silk, and the sky is connected to the earth, only to drink and get drunk..."

With a soft moan, he flew down directly, picked up the original wine beside him, and drank it straight away.

Hearing the words, the master on Nanshan trembled slightly, but he never opened his eyes. The speed of his hands became faster and faster, and the sound of the piano lingered, resounding between the heaven and the earth. It seemed to be full of endless pain, and he was venting to his heart's content. .

After a long time, the sound of the zither stopped, and the man picked up the strong wine, drank it again, and then murmured: "Ecstasy Sword, the sword is three feet long, and the sword is divided into nine sections. , no matter how difficult it is to kill, strong wine is tasteless but pierces the intestines. Swords may not kill people, but wine can drunk to death!"

"A song of lovesickness and a ray of injury, a broken heart without a trace is the vicissitudes of life!"

Mo Chen put down the wine jar, and said softly: "What have you experienced all these years?"

Song Feiyang put down the long piano, raised the wine jar, and said, "Come, have a good drink with me."

Mo Chen grinned lightly, did not speak, raised the wine jar to touch Song Feiyang, and began to drink with his head up.

The moon was hazy at night, and the drizzle was like silk. The two sat on the Nanshan Mountain, not talking about world affairs or other things, just bumping into the altar to drink, giving people a sense of immortality like a hermit, but a trace of sadness is revealed inadvertently.

"I want to go to the East China Sea." Song Feiyang suddenly said in the middle of the wine.

Mo Chen's heart suddenly twitched, and he said, "Because of Donghai Mujia?"

Song Feiyang nodded and said: "It's almost a hundred years, it's time to take a look."

"You still can't forget her?" Mo Chen asked leisurely.

The she he was talking about was none other than Mu Xiyan, the daughter of the Patriarch of the Mu family in the East China Sea.

More than a hundred years ago, Mo Chen, Song Feiyang and others went to the East China Sea together. Song Feiyang fell in love with Mu Xiyan at first sight. Yan's tempted.

Song Feiyang couldn't catch up with Mu Xiyan until Mo Chen went to the Shocking Realm Stele.

Song Feiyang laughed bitterly, and said: "The old man is no longer here, so how can we say that we will never forget?"

"what!?"

Mo Chen's pupils shrank slightly, showing a look of horror. No wonder, after Song Feiyang went to the East China Sea decades ago, he returned to Wanshenfeng and sat alone on Nanshan Mountain. .

It seems that Mu Xiyan's blow to him was really too great.

"Why?" Mo Chen asked in surprise.

Who is Song Feiyang's beloved, the daughter of the head of the shepherd's family in the hidden world, who dares to do evil things, and can succeed.

Song Feiyang twitched lightly. The sword he carried with him, the Ecstasy Sword, was three feet three feet long and divided into nine sections, but now three of them have been broken. Since returning to Nanshan, Song Feiyang has never pulled it out again. Today , it was the first time, because Mo Chen was there, and this old friend was there.

He stared at the Ecstasy Sword affectionately, his eyes were a little obsessed, and there was some mist faintly in his eyes, as if, resounding many past events in the past.

Mo Chen didn't make a sound to disturb, but quietly looked at Song Feiyang, feeling Song Feiyang's emotions, and felt a little pain in his heart.

(End of this chapter)