The Jingyuan Lanyuan, which was blowing with a breeze, was as calm and quiet as before. On the green grass, all kinds of strange flowers and plants bloomed, and the fragrance of flowers spread out, making the entire Jingyuan Lanyuan full of a strong fragrance that made people not want to leave.

Lan Hai sat cross-legged on the grass, closing his eyes and breathing. Not far away from him, an old man with a fairy wind bowed his head and thought about something, looking worried.

This old man is no other person. He was surrounded by two martial gods in the land realm maze and was seriously injured. For two years, Mo Tianxing has been in a deep coma. Although he has been treated by Mo Ran's seventh-level pill, he still cannot recover his original strength. Not only that, it is extremely difficult to meditate and regulate breathing now, let alone use his internal energy to compete with others.

Despite this, Mo Tianxing still optimistically accepted his current situation. From Lan Hai's mouth, he knew that if Mo Ran had not had strong strength and the unpredictable alchemy ability of ghosts and gods, he would probably not even be able to sit up now.

"Old Mo, how are you doing now?" Lan Hai woke up from his breathing adjustment, looked at Mo Tianxing, and asked in a low voice.

Turning his head slightly, Mo Tianxing tried his best to make himself look less sad, and said with a wry smile: "What else can you do? Now you can only calm down slowly."

A powerful martial god man became a half-dead person who could not even use his internal energy. Lan Hai could naturally feel Mo Tianxing's mood at this moment. At the same time, he sighed and comforted: "Stop thinking about it, I think Mo Ran has a solution."

After a few days of exchange, Mo Tianxing and Lan Hai also became friends. Mo Tianxing had heard about Mo Ran’s recent situation. When Lan Hai mentioned himself as an excellent junior of the Mo family, the old man’s sad expression slowed down and said calmly: “Yes, now I can only rely on him. Alas, it’s really embarrassing to say it out. I, a dignified ancestor of the Mo family, actually rely on his descendants. Isn’t it embarrassing to rely on his descendants?”

Mo Tianxing said half-jokingly, making Lan Hai laugh, and said, "Old Mo, you are really in the mood."

"What else should I do? It's already like this." Mo Tianxing was very optimistic, but in Lan Hai's eyes, this kind of optimism should be pretended by the former.

So, Lan Hai deliberately said seriously: "Believe me, he must have a way."

Mo Tianxing nodded after hearing this, then closed his eyes, intending to use the little pitiful internal energy to slowly repair the newly healed meridians in his body again.

At this time, several powerful momentums surged out from the waterfall, immediately turning Lan Hai and Mo Tianxing away.

"Come out?" Lan Hai's heart surging, and the light in his eyes was even more radiant.

For two years, Mo Ran couldn't go in and out. After two years, what would he look like when he came out again? Lan Hai couldn't wait to know.

"Swish~"

First, eight big men with rich internal energy filled with their bodies flew out from the waterfall one after another and stood neatly in front of the two of them.

When Lan Hai and Mo Tianxing looked at each other at the same time, they were shocked.

"Martial Saint? All eight are Martial Saints?"

The appearance of the Eight of Linggong surprised Lan Hai and Mo Tian. The two had never seen these eight people before, so naturally they would not know them. Lan Hai only knew that when Mo Ran entered, there was one, so how could eight big men come out? Even these eight people were powerful first-level martial saints.

Before the two of them could react, another figure floated by, but this time there was no sound of wind and no fluctuations in the internal energy. The visitor was like a ghost, standing suddenly in front of the previous eight people.

When he heard the person coming, Lan Hai and Mo Tianxing were immediately overjoyed and blurted out.

"Moran?"

"Second brother?"

"You're out?" Lan Hai ran out and looked up and down at Mo Ran.

Purple hair, flying in the wind. The purple electric mark is like a flashing light, very dazzling. Mo Ran's whole body is like a carved jade pecking, perfect and flawless, and looks like a handsome boy.

"You have changed?"

After observing for a while, Lan Hai frowned. He found that he could not feel any internal air flowing on Mo Ran, just like an ordinary person, with a natural breath all over his body.

"Brother." Nodded to Lan Hai, then looked at Mo Tianxing. Mo Ran finally revealed the sadness and joy that humans should have: "Ancestor of the family, are you awake?"

"Yeah." Mo Tianxing turned sadness into joy when he saw Mo Ran. Although he could not feel the flow of the breath on Mo Ran, he knew that the cultivation of this natural way was exactly the natural realm that all warriors dreamed of.

"Let me see." Mo Ran was very anxious. He was worried about Mo Tianxing's physical condition and stretched out his hand. Even Lan Hai did not see clearly. Mo Tianxing's wrist was grabbed in his hand by Mo Ran.

"How is that possible?" Lan Hai screamed in his heart. Lan Hai couldn't believe his eyes. When he grabbed it just now, Lan Hai did not feel the flow of Mo Ran's internal energy at all, and this speed could not be achieved without driving the internal energy.

"How did he do it?" Lan Hai was shocked.

Without seeing Lan Hai's shocking expression, Mo Ran's mind was completely condensed in Mo Tianxing's body, meridians, and even the dantian at this moment.

After a while, Mo Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Mo Tianxing: "It's not bad. At least the meridians have begun to recover. But don't worry too much. Your injury is too serious and it takes time to properly condition it. I have seven purple-nourishing golden elixirs here. You can divide it into seven days, take one every day. After seven days, the meridians will naturally consolidate, and you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth normally and recover quickly."

As he said that, Mo Ran handed the small bottle that suddenly appeared in his hand, which was shining with golden light, to Mo Tianxing's hand.

Seeing this, Lan Hai laughed and walked over, saying, "How is it, I said he has a way."

"Second brother, it seems you are ready long ago."

Mo Tianxing's expression was very plain, and he was not moved at all because he could recover faster. Instead, he nodded calmly at Mo Ran and praised: "I didn't expect that such an outstanding person appeared in my Mo family, and I was satisfied."

Mo Ran smiled at Mo Tianxing's praise, not proud or too humble.

Without any obstacles, Mo Ran was also happy to be quiet for a moment. He sat beside Mo Tianxing on the ground. A question that had been lingering in his heart for a long time was finally pulled out by Mo Ran from the depths of his memory.

Looking at Mo Tianxing, Mo Ran said, "My ancestor, I have something I have never understood. Can you tell me?"

Hearing this, Mo Tianxing raised his head and smiled and said, "What's the matter? Ask."

Mo Ran frowned and asked, "Why is the ancestor of the family in the land realm maze?"

"This~, alas~" Mo Tianxing's face changed slightly as he listened, and a faint resentment emerged: "I was deceived."

"Being cheated?"

Mo Tianxing nodded and sighed: "This sentence starts a hundred years ago. One day a hundred years ago, I was practicing in Xiaodang Mountain. I don't know where a powerful warrior emerged. Even I felt that this person could not compete with his strength. When this person came, he gave me a long sword and asked me to put the long sword somewhere in Xiaodang Mountain. No one was allowed to know. Then he told me that as long as I go to the same place with him, Xiaodang Mountain will definitely become the top presence on this continent in the future."

Mo Tianxing looked at Mo Ran and said, "Who doesn't want to add glory to the family? This man came suddenly, and I don't know why he believed him. After putting the long sword at the bottom of the cliff of the ancestral temple in Xiaodang Mountain, I resigned from my official position and followed him. I never thought that the place he took me to was the maze of land realm. I was still very confused at that time. You know, without the Eight Trigrams, that place could not be opened at all, but who knew that the man just waved his hand and took me to the Qisuo Suspension Bridge. Then, before I could report it, I was thrown at the bottom of the cliff on the other side. This trap lasted for a hundred years."

"Is there such a thing?" Mo Ran was shocked when he heard this. It is necessary to know that the Land Realm Maze was the lifelong effort of the witch master. Dozens of martial gods were unable to successfully break through the strange defense and grab the secret treasures. However, the mysterious man in Mo Tianxing's mouth arrived at the depths of the Land Realm Maze like a magic trick. This strength was simply endless.

"Oh, I really don't know why I was so obedient at that time. But later when we threw it at the bottom of the cliff on the other side, we realized that we were fooled." Mo Tianxing said sadly, his face turned red, thinking that he was still feeling ignorant of his belief in others back then.

Mo Ran frowned and thought, but he had no idea. Even Mo Tianxing didn't know the situation at that time, so Mo Ran naturally couldn't understand it. However, the smart Mo Ran found two flaws from Mo Tianxing's words: first, the strength of the mysterious man, which is impossible to investigate, so it can be ignored; but second, we can investigate it in depth.

That long knife.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran asked, "What does that long sword look like? Where is it now?"

Mo Tianxing heard this and replied, "The long sword is dark all over and accompanied by the light of purple air, and it has no characteristics other than that. Maybe it is still at the bottom of the cliff of the ancestral temple in Xiaodangshan."

"The whole body is dark?" Mo Ran was shocked when he heard this, and then took out the Black Flame Knife.

When the Black Flame Sword appeared in front of Mo Tianxing, the former stared at the boss with his eyes suddenly, pointed at the Black Flame Sword, and said surely: "Yes, it's this knife. How did you know that he was at the bottom of the cliff of the ancestral temple? I didn't tell anyone at all."

Now, Mo Ran was confused. In the dark, a strange thought circled in his mind. If Mo Tianxing was true, then the matter would be a big deal.

The black flame sword in Mo Ran's hand was the close weapon of his father Mo Lingfeng. And according to Mo Haopeng that day, Mo Lingfeng was not outstanding in the family very early, but suddenly had super strength without paying attention. From this point of view, Mo Lingfeng's growth must be related to this black flame sword.

Looking at the dark black flame sword solemnly, Mo Ran thought hard, but he couldn't figure it out for a long time. Inadvertently, Mo Ran suddenly thought of what Mo Tianxing said, the black flame sword was accompanied by a faint purple light, but he had never noticed it.

Thinking of this, Mo Ran said nothing, and his deep internal energy was exerted and all poured into the Black Flame Sword.

For a moment, the light shone brightly in the Jingyuan Lan Mansion, but the Black Flame Sword was as Mo Ran remembered. Apart from the characteristics of a high-level martial arts weapon, he never discovered anything.

Unwilling to accept it, Mo Ran added another force, but this time he inadvertently triggered the origin of purple qi.

The pure purple qi was like a living elf and wandered to Mo Ran's palm like a living elf. When he was about to forcibly invade the black flame blade, suddenly, the black flame blade made a harsh buzzing sound, and the blade body trembled.

Suddenly, Mo Ran couldn't control it, so he actually let the Black Flame Sword escape from his control and flew out.

“Ban?”
Chapter completed!