If a mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals.

There are no gods on Heisha Mountain, but they are also very famous, and almost everyone knows about a hundred miles.

There are two reasons why Heisha Mountain is famous.

First, Heisha Mountain produces a kind of black sand, which is the best material for building weapons.

When the Black Sha Gang selected the base, it was to take over all the Black Sha so as to create excellent weapons for the counterfeit bandits.

Second, Heisha accomplices are cruel and tyrannical, and are notorious, and Heisha Mountain is also famous.

Since the second leader of the Heisha Gang was almost killed by Mo Ziren, he has been hiding in the village to recuperate.

In the dense forest at the foot of Heisha Mountain, the two stood opposite each other, Huan Chang and Mo Ziren.

"Brother Mo, what ambition do you have?"

Yang Feng was left in the village by Huan Chang, but he and Mo Ziren came to the foot of Heisha Mountain and watched the movements of Heisha Gang every day.

Huan Chang was smart since childhood and read a lot of books, but because of his own knowledge, he could not integrate what he learned.

Mo Ziren has been lonely since childhood and has seen all kinds of life. Even though he is only two years older than Huan Chang, he has a sense of vicissitudes of being as steady as a mountain.

The two of them have had a lot of conversations these days, and they complement each other's shortcomings, and they feel like they meet too late.

Suddenly hearing Huan Chang's inquiry, Mo Ziren pondered for a while before sighing: "The master once asked me this question, but I couldn't answer it."

Huan Chang's heart moved, but he did not continue to ask.

Huan Chang also had some understanding of Mo Ziren, that is, both parents died since childhood. If it weren't for a merchant's relief, he would have died long ago.

However, Huan Chang didn't know anything about Mo Zi's other things.

He looked up at Huan Chang, and Mo Ziren said, "A Chang is curious. Who is my master?"

Huan Chang smiled shyly and said, "I'm indeed a little curious."

Mo Ziren showed nostalgia on his face and said, "Since my benefactor left half a year ago, I was chopping wood in the mountains one day and suddenly was attacked by a hungry wolf."

"I was seriously injured at that time, and then fell into a coma, but I didn't lose my life."

"The person who saved me was the master. He was a melon farmer who always planted melons in the mountains regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter."

"Even if the season is wrong, the master can grow sweet watermelons."

When Huan Chang heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Brother Mo's master is a peerless powerful man who has entered the Taoist world but lives in seclusion in the mountains?"

When Xu Wang introduced the alternative to Taoism, he once gave some examples: the situation of Mo Zi and Master is so similar to these people.

But Mo Ziren didn't know what Huan Chang was thinking now, and he was still slowly talking.

"I have been practicing in the mountains with my master for eight years. The master told me that everyone has their own unique path. Others cannot teach these things, so they can only rely on themselves to explore."

"The master also asked me what ambitions I have and what my way is, but I couldn't answer."

"Because at that time, I was just thinking about repaying the master and the businessman, so how could I have other ambitions and ideals?"

"The master drove me down the mountain and asked me to seek my own way."

Speaking of this, Mo Ziren's tone seemed a little low.

Huan Chang suddenly asked: "A few years later, did Brother Mo find his ambition?"

Mo Ziren still said nothing, but showed a look of shame on his face.

Huan Chang asked again: "Did Brother Mo have been looking for that businessman over the years and want to repay his kindness?"

Mo Ziren nodded and said, "That's true, and when I learned that he was harmed by the Heisha Gang, I have always wanted to avenge him."

"Repaying kindness and revenge are all my current thoughts. What kind of ambition is this?"

Mo Ziren shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Huan Chang smiled on his face and said, "Actually, isn't this the saying of Brother Mo?"

Mo Ziren was stunned when he heard this, but he was a little confused.

"I know how to repay kindness, hate evil like hatred, and believe in words, and do what I do. I will be sincere. I will not love my body. I will suffer troubles and troubles from the soldiers. This is the righteousness of the hero."

"Brother Mo has the style of an ancient knight. As long as he sticks to his beliefs, this will be your own way."

After listening to Huan Chang's words, Mo Ziren fell into deep thoughts.

Over the years, because of a promise from his childhood, he spent time searching everywhere in order to repay the kindness of the merchants.

Not only that, during the search process, Mo Ziren was even more chivalrous and righteous. He took action whenever there was something unfair, and did not care about the other party's identity at all.

Although he encountered several dangers for this, he always insisted on doing so.

"What you want to do but can persist in doing is your ambition."

At this moment, Mo Ziren suddenly remembered what the master said to him, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

"Yes, I've been walking my own path, but I haven't known it."

Thinking of this, Mo Ziren suddenly felt enlightened.

"My ambition is to eliminate the evil people in the world, so that the world will no longer be confused, and will be filled with order and great love."

His childhood experience made Mo Ziren see the cruelty of this world clearly. He longed to have a paradise with good order.

Seeing Mo Ziren's mind get hot and saying such bold words, Huan Chang felt both a little funny and a little admiring.

In fact, there are not a few people who have thought like Mo Ziren in history, but no one can realize their ideals.

The main reason is that this ideal is too illusory and too difficult to achieve.

To put it nicely, people who set such ambitions have a broad mind, but to put it badly, they are ignorant of the world.

Suddenly, Huan Chang saw Mo Ziren's face flushed and his true energy fluctuated violently.

Huan Chang seemed to remember something, and his face changed drastically.

According to the practice notes left by Xu Wang, Huan Chang also had a relatively accurate understanding of the martial artist's cultivation status at each stage.

Martial arts at the level of the hall mainly refine their bodies. After the body is fully refined, some people will cultivate true qi from the outside to the inside to reach the level of entering the room.

The main practice of entering the room is to cultivate true qi and spirit. Only by reaching the realm of practicing the spirit and returning to the virtual world can you touch the traces of Tao.

The state of a warrior touching the Tao is also called the Tao.

At this time, Mo Ziren was inadvertently trapped in an extremely rare state of peeping the Tao.

However, his realm is limited after all.

If you forcefully peek, you can easily fall into a state of being obsessed with evil spirits. Even if you are as firm as Mo Ziren, it is no exception.

I saw Mo Ziren trembling all over, his cheeks began to become bloodshot, and his true energy fluctuated more and more obvious.

"You can't continue like this, otherwise Brother Mo will be dispersed at the least, and he will be killed at the worst."

Thinking of this, Huan Chang immediately circulated the true energy in his body, and then his tongue burst into spring thunder, and a sound came into Mo Ziren's ears.

"wake up!"

Huan Chang's voice was like a big bell, and it exploded in Mo Ziren's heart.

He suddenly woke up and felt cold sweat on his back.

Mo Ziren quickly came to his senses. When he knew what had happened just now, he felt extremely scared.
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