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Chapter 188 The mission of heaven descending

"It's over!" Xuanyuan Hao spoke to Mo Xuan on his back.

Little did he know that Mo Xuan's heart also had endless waves. Ten days ago, when he used his life to protect Xuanyuan Hao and left, the peak king could suppress Xuanyuan Hao.

However, ten days later, these peak princes, including the two princes, all died under the long halberd.

Even though he knew Xuanyuan Hao's talent very well, he was shocked.

After a long time, he nodded: "Yeah, it's just my cultivation..."

"I will help you with treatment!" Xuanyuan Hao's eyes were determined. The old abbot said that Mo Xuan's fortune was in Da Chu. No matter how difficult it was, he must seize this fortune for Mo Xuan.

The sound fell, Xuanyuan Hao walked towards the stairs with Mo Xuan on his back. As for the thousands of soldiers in front of him, he ignored them.

Soon, Xuanyuan Hao stepped on the ladder, but the road ahead was blocked, and Xuanyuan Hao's deep eyes flashed with a cold murderous intent.

Wow~

Suddenly, the long halberd took action and bloomed with a cold light.

Puff ~

A light sound penetrated the general's throat, making the general's eyes desperate.

Xuanyuan Hao pushed his body with a long spear in his hand, and down the stairs step by step, the soldiers retreated one after another.

"Those who block me will die, but don't let go!" Xuanyuan Hao snorted coldly, shocking everyone, huh huh ~ the soldiers threw away the weapons in their hands, expressed their surrender, and consciously made way for a passage.

Not long after, Xuanyuan Hao and Mo Xuan's backs disappeared in Xihuang City. The soldiers watched their disappearing backs, and the waves in their hearts could not calm down for a long time.

And they knew very well that Xuanyuan Hao's name would set off a storm in the two major dynasties of Dayan and Tubo.

These two dynasties will inevitably send masters to sneak into the territory of Daxia to kill Xuanyuan Hao.

After all, the two dead marshals were royal families, and they were also of the human emperor's bloodline and noble status.

...

The top of Kunlun Mountain.

After Xuanyuan Hao carried Mo Xuan to the top of Kunlun Mountain, it was almost noon.

"Here you come back!" The old abbot walked out of the thatched hut, walked away from the jaw and beard, and spoke meaningfully: "As I expected, you will save Mo Xuan successfully on this trip. Come into the house quickly, Daoxuan cleans up the bed!"

"Thank you senior!" Xuanyuan Hao nodded and walked towards the thatched hut with Mo Xuan on his back, but Mo Xuan looked confused and couldn't help but cough, asking, "Master..."

"Stop!" Xuanyuan Hao said as he walked: "I am no longer a marshal, nor your master. From now on, do we only know that brothers are between us? I don't care what my adoptive father thinks about this matter, but in my heart, you are as simple as brothers!"

"This..." Mo Xuan's eyes flashed, as if he was struggling. Xuanyuan Hao smiled heartily: "Don't do this, that's it. It's important to recover from injuries. You and my brothers will fight side by side in the future!"

"Yeah!" Mo Xuan focused his head, but his feelings were hard to understand. He said, "Why is he here that old abbot?"

This is Mo Xuan’s doubt.

Thanks to his treasures, Xuanyuan Hao survived. For Mo Xuan, the old abbot is definitely his benefactor. However, his cultivation has been destroyed and his martial arts future has been destroyed. I am afraid that Xuanyuan will never be able to protect him in the future.

Thinking of this, he sighed fiercely.

Xuanyuan Hao said, "If it weren't for his help, I'm afraid you and I would never be able to stand here. For us, that senior is the benefactor!"

As he said that, Xuanyuan Hao had already entered the thatched hut with Mo Xuan on his back.

At this time, the little monk Daoxuan had already tidied up the bed, and there was a clay pot next to it that was cooking medicine, which was obviously prepared for Mo Xuan.

After all, not only did Mo Xuan be seriously injured, but was exposed to the sun on the city gate for ten days. If Mo Xuan hadn't been strong in perseverance, he would have died long ago.

Therefore, it is necessary to treat the injury.

However, after Xuanyuan Hao put Mo Xuan on the bed, he was called out by the old abbot.

The cliff on the top of Kunlun Mountain.

At this moment, an old man was standing there wearing a tattered cassock, looking at the endless sky, the breeze blew his cassock and flew with the wind. Although the cassock was broken, it could not cover up his fairy-like temperament.

"Senior!" Xuanyuan Hao climbed up the cliff from behind and bowed to the old abbot. The old abbot nodded, signaled Xuanyuan Hao to get up, and said, "Did you hear it?"

"What did you hear?" Xuanyuan Hao was puzzled. He could hear nothing except the wind blowing in his ears.

The old abbot said: "Kill shout!"

"Killing shout?"

"good!"

"What's the meaning!"

"Chaos!" the old abbot said two words and said, "You said it right at the beginning. Putting down the butcher knife can only save one person. Holding the butcher knife in your hand can save tens of millions of people. This is your mission, you must complete it!"

"However, if you want to save the world, you must first save yourself!" The old abbot kept saying: "Only by constantly becoming stronger can you save yourself. Although you have unparalleled tactics, you can save a civilian in a place, but becoming stronger can save the whole world. Only in this way can the nine provinces be unified and the world is peaceful!"

"After Emperor Xuanyuan's fall, the world is in chaos. Only you have the ability to unify the nine provinces again and come to pay tribute to you forever. This is your mission, and you cannot refuse!"

"But there are many factors that become stronger, including the transformation of will, the transformation of mind, the transformation of bloodline, etc., before you can embark on the road of rise. Of course, there must be endless stumbling blocks on the road, but these stumbling blocks cannot stop you from moving forward!"

The old abbot kept his voice, and Xuanyuan Hao felt magnificent.

He had no such ambition before, but he thought that he would become a marshal of a country and do his best to protect the safety of civilians in the area. Since 100,000 soldiers fell in Xihuang City, he realized that if the world could not be unified, war would continue forever, and Emperor Xia would not let him go.

Then you can only become stronger and use absolute power to suppress the world.

Now that he heard the old abbot’s advice, his heart’s will is even stronger, but where can he reach his cultivation level suppress the world?

At this moment, the old abbot continued to speak: "Mo Xuan, you have successfully saved me. Next, you will go to the Southern Wilderness to complete your unfinished mission. Remember, on the way, don't inquire about anything, don't pay attention to nothing, just walk south and go straight to the border of the Southern Wilderness of Daxia!"

"Why?" This is what Xuanyuan Hao wanted to ask in his heart.

"It's about your safety. Let me tell you the truth. You are now regarded as a rebellion by Daxia. You are posted everywhere on the imperial list to capture you. Do you understand?" The old abbot spoke, and Xuanyuan Hao's heart trembled suddenly: "So, my family?"

"They are very good and will not worry about their lives, not to mention that your girlfriend is the emperor and empress, and only God can protect her!" The old abbot looked at Xuanyuan Hao and continued: "You can take this treasure first. If you don't complete the mission in the Southern Wilderness, you must not open it. Remember... Remember..."

After saying that, the old abbot handed the treasure bag to Xuanyuan Hao.

"Thank you, senior!" Xuanyuan Hao took the treasure bag and stabbed him in his arms. The old abbot waved his hand and said, "Let's set off now. You are in danger at this level. As for Mo Xuan, I will take good care of you. When everything is done and there are no worries, we will see you in Donghuang City!"

The voice fell and the old abbot turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Xuanyuan Hao was quite puzzled, but he naturally couldn't see through the advice of his master, so he didn't think about it deliberately.

He believed that after that, he would naturally understand the old abbot's intention.
Chapter completed!
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