The male protagonist is always so crooked when he is cute

Shen Yuan cried like a child in front of Mo Nanke.

He is the amazing and talented son of the Shen family, and he was raised by others all the way. Even the most stern elder Chen Xun treated him a little bit softly for the sake of Taoist Songzhu.And the only time in my memory that I cried so badly was also in front of Patriarch Qingxiao.Now that he has entered the Tao, he is no longer a three-year-old child, but when he opened his eyes and saw Patriarch Qingxiao, he still couldn't help crying until he burst into tears.

Because, his body is not under his control, but his consciousness is clear.With the sword stabbing at Shen Huai'an, the feeling of the sword piercing into the flesh still seemed to remain in his hand, making Shen Yuan tremble uncontrollably.

The same sect kills each other, but it's not just the same sect that kills each other.In Shen Yuan's heart, apart from being his uncle who grew up with him, he was also his younger brother, a younger brother who was connected by blood.

He is no longer a three-year-old child. To be honest, when he was three years old, he could watch his cousin push his younger brother into the lotus pond. This was something that Shen Yuan himself felt unforgivable.But now, he personally hurt Shen Huai'an again, and Shen Yuan just felt unable to deal with himself.

"Clarify the situation." Mo Nanke pushed away the crying boy who was hugging his leg, and stepped back, but finally threw him a Supa and asked him to wipe the tears on his face.

——Mo Nanke is close to becoming a god, but he still retains his human nature.After all, Shen Yuan was still the child he grew up with. Although the first meeting made him feel a little grudge against Shen Yuan, Mo Nanke couldn't watch him cry like that after all these years of getting along.

Even now, Mo Nanke is very anxious.

After burying his face in Mo Nanke's handkerchief for a while, Shen Yuanfang explained what happened clearly with sobs.When it was said that he was controlled by the demonic energy and stabbed Shen Huai'an's waist and abdomen with a sword, Shen Yuan felt the coercion that belonged to the ancestor of the transcending tribulation period leak out uncontrollably, and his heart was full of pressure. pain.

But he gritted his teeth, supported his limp body and knelt on the ground without hesitation.The pain spreading from the knee made Shen Yuan feel more at ease inexplicably.However, the guilt in my heart can never be erased.

Mo Nanke looked at Shen Yuan, discerning the truth of the regret in his eyes.After a while, when Mo Nanke saw that although Shen Huai'an looked remorseful, but his eyes were clear and there was no trace of evil, Mo Nanke slowly restrained the coercion around him.

at this point.

The safety of more than ten young disciples of the Supreme Sect rests on him alone.Mo Nanke understands that he is not only the master of Shen Huai'an, but also the ancestor of the Supreme Sect. More than ten disciples of the Supreme Sect have just entered the Tao. He cannot guarantee that everyone will protect them for a long time. far, but at least...

Mo Nanke lowered his wide sleeves to cover his clenched hands.But at least, he can't watch these children break down before the fairy road begins.

The consciousness of the patriarch during the tribulation period can travel through time and space, but before Mo Nanke, no one could do so.The spiritual power required to do so is unimaginable, and it is meaningless to those who practice the Tao.

For those who practice the Tao, the open-mindedness of the mind is always above the exercises.Neither the past nor the future, here or there, needs prying eyes.Living in the moment is the right way.

However, even if he has no experience to follow, Mo Nanke can only grope and expand his consciousness, and search carefully along the space that he just discovered.

The cracks in the space are about to heal, because the disciples of the Supreme Master have only been in contact with those cracks for a very short time, so there is even less information left on the edge of the cracks in the space.Mo Nanke closed his eyes, exerted his spiritual consciousness to the extreme, and discerned the past inch by inch along the thin slits.

There are very few female cultivators in the Supreme Sect, it's not that they can do it, but the exercises of the Supreme Sect are the most neutral and positive.Women are born in the yin genus, so it is quite difficult to practice the exercises of the supreme sect, and they almost stop at the golden elixir stage.

This search went on for a long time.If not, start all over again.Repeatedly exploring the cracks in time and space again and again, distinguishing the remnants belonging to the disciples of the Supreme Sect in the chaotic demonic energy.Demonic energy is born to erode spiritual energy, and even Mo Nanke's cultivation base turns pale under the huge consumption of spiritual power and repeated erosion by demonic energy.

The man in Tsing Yi's eyebrows were frosty, but when his blood color faded, he looked even more aloof and cold.

After a long time, Mo Nanke's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and a gleam of cold light burst out of his cold eyes.Following his thoughts, a sword as cold as water appeared in Mo Nanke's hands out of thin air.The blade of the sword was only two fingers wide, but extremely slender. The entire sword was transparent in color. With a flick of Mo Nanke's wrist, the long sword stretched out against the wind, as if a ray of moonlight leaked to the ground.

According to legend, someone went to the Supreme Sect to provoke him back then. The opponent was a monk in the void period at that time, and Qing Xiaofang was able to break through the integration period, and he could be called the ancestor.The other party's Red Dust Dojo has both the maze and the killing spirit handed down from the prehistoric world. It has been famous in the cultivation world for a long time, and I don't know how many great abilities it has ruined.

Such a magic weapon, which makes people's faces change, only trapped Patriarch Qingxiao for three days.Three days later, he not only broke out of the battle formation, but also cut off the Daoist Temple of Hongchen with a single sword. From then on, the magic weapon "Dao of the Red Dust", which made people who cultivated the truth, turn their faces into an ordinary scroll.And the power of the sword of Patriarch Qingxiao has completely established the supreme position of the Supreme Sect in the cultivation world.

But now, after thousands of years, the Yuehua Sword, which had been covered in dust for a long time, finally saw the light of day again.

Although the Yuehua Sword has never come out, but as the natal magic weapon of Qingxiao Patriarch, it has been nurtured in Mo Nanke's inner palace all these years.When he grasped the sword, it was as if he was flipping through the handbook 20 years ago, and the familiar feeling came over him, and the familiar breath washed over his body over and over again.

No more hesitation, Mo Nanke raised his hand to hold Yuehua, his gaze was like a torch.With a light tap of his foot, he swung his first sword!

How to describe the power of this sword?It's splitting the mountain, it's the gravel, it's the absolute strength that kills anyone who stops me.This sword tore through the air, and also broke through the mountains and rivers.However, if you want to break through time and space, you are still one step away.

Naturally, Mo Nanke knew this, and his sword moves fell out like star arrows.With some movement, Mo Nanke's long sleeves rolled up, occasionally revealing a part of his wrist.

Men's wrists are helpless and can't be compared with women's. Mo Nanke's wrists are not shiny, and they don't have the effect of "bright wrists full of frost and snow".But with the movement of the long sword in his hand, a small piece of round bone that bulged and protruded at that time was inexplicably intoxicating.

Mo Nanke concentrated all his aura on the sword in his hand.Yuehua is a sword he personally forged, and his own spiritual power was integrated into it when forging.If not, even the most advanced magic weapon would not be able to withstand Mo Nanke's concentrated spiritual power.

He has stabbed seven hundred swords.The overdraft of spiritual power made Mo Nanke's face a little transparent. He bit open a bottle of spirit pill and swallowed it, then continued to raise his hand and chop it down.Raise your hand and chop it off.

In the end, when the spirit pill brought by Mo Nanke was about to run out, he finally broke through the crack in time and space.The long sword seems to have pierced through the hardest rock, but since there is already a crack, the remaining work is not very difficult.Suddenly sending a torrent of spiritual power into the Yuehua sword, Mo Nanke finally tore a hole in this space.

"Where are the disciples of the Supreme Sect?" Mo Nanke asked into the crack with his sword stuck in the space that could be healed at any time.The voice mixed with Mo Nanke's spiritual power traveled a long way, and after a while, he heard a happy response from below.

"There are 11 disciples of the Supreme Sect, all of them are here." The person who answered was Su Yanqing.Although compared with Shen Huai'an and Shen Yuan, he seemed a little out of temper, but when his uncle and brother were not around, he seemed to be the leader of the young disciples of the Supreme Sect.

Eleven people.Mo Nanke sighed slightly, as expected, there was no such thing as his little apprentice.Pursing his lips, Mo Nanke held a sword in one hand and waved his long sleeve with the other, rolling out all eleven disciples.

The disciples of the Supreme Sect suffered this catastrophe, but luckily nothing happened.Mo Nanke's expression relaxed slightly, but he wrinkled even tighter.There is no news of his apprentice yet, even if the heart lamp is still on, Mo Nanke still can't rest assured.However, now his spiritual power is too exhausted, supporting his weak body with a sword, Mo Nanke slowly sat on the ground and adjusted his breath.

On the other side, Shen Huai'an didn't know that his master was working hard to recover his spiritual power as quickly as possible for him.He was deeply shocked by the scene he saw in front of him.

When he walked out of the waterfall, he was surprised to find that his body was somewhat transparent under the sunlight.This probably agreed with his guess. Shen Huaian looked down at his somewhat translucent body, and his first reaction was to find his master.

However, the moment he was about to step away from Enlightenment Peak, the figure that caught his eyes forced him to stop.

It was a five or six-year-old boy, wearing the uniform disciple uniform of the Supreme Sect, with a red mark between his eyebrows.Shen Huai'an's eyes widened, and he moved closer to the little boy for a closer look.

The red marks between the eyebrows cannot be faked.Shen Huaian didn't pay much attention to his facial features. Even when he was young, because of his beauty, he was half-jokingly said that he looked like a little girl and hated his face.But the red mark between the eyebrows is his favorite place, it is the first gift from his master, it represents the deep bond between him and master, that's why he loves this red mark so much.

That child is clearly what he looked like when he was young!

Shen Huaian's footsteps stopped.He quietly looked at the little boy in Taoist uniform, and suddenly took a look at his spiritual root.

It is also a mottled five-spirit root, but now this little boy is only at the first level of Qi training.Shen Huaian frowned, he always felt that something was wrong.When he was five years old, he was already at the fourth level of Qi training.

Shen Huai'an was sure that it was him when he was a child, but he didn't know the variables in it.A layer of panic suddenly filled Shen Huai'an's heart. The only thing Shen Huai'an was afraid of and worried about was not his own cultivation, but... his master.

Where is his master?How could he be allowed to practice at Enlightenment Peak?How could he be allowed to go out alone for so long without the protection of Master's spiritual consciousness around him?

A series of questions were thrown down by Shen Huai'an, causing him to turn pale suddenly.