Mowenjie breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the Dao friends. His eyes were full of satisfaction. He knew that the road ahead was still long. Although the Xiezun had died, it could not be guaranteed that there would be no other evil forces coveting the three realms.
Mowenjie gathered his Daoist companions together and said, "Now we are carrying great responsibilities, we must not become complacent." The crowd echoed in unison, "We will strictly follow your commands, Master!"
Later, Mowenjie led them to a mysterious place. This place was rich in spiritual energy and was an excellent place for cultivation. He intended to personally teach them for a period of time here, pouring out all the knowledge he had acquired in his lifetime.
Time flies, and the years are like shuttles. Days pass like a white horse running through the gap. The Dao friends who accompanied Mowenjie in meditation have made remarkable progress. They grew from the innocent looks of novices to become masters who could stand alone. Mowenjie's heart was filled with indescribable sense of achievement and satisfaction at their growth.
After much contemplation, Mowenjie finally made an important decision with resolute determination—to let these Daoist companions go off on their own to the martial world for a period of experience and practice. He knew well that only through the trials and tribulations of life could one truly attain the great path.
As the moment of parting approached, Mowenjie looked at the energetic group of Daoist disciples with serious eyes and earnestly instructed them, "Remember, righteousness always exists in people's hearts. One must never forget one's original intention, no matter when or where. If you encounter difficulties and obstacles along the way, do not hesitate to step back. Always go forward courageously!" As soon as he finished speaking, Mowenjie's figure flashed and he disappeared into thin air in an instant.
The Daoist companions stood quietly in place, gazing in the direction Mowenjie had departed without uttering a word. Their eyes reflected an unshakeable determination and resolve, as if they had engraved Mowenjie's advice deeply in their hearts. After a while, they exchanged glances and then turned around without hesitation, taking strong and determined steps towards the paths they each bear the mission of guarding the three realms.
Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobaying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and Ling Xue, after waving goodbye to Mo Wenjie, turned around and left on their own. Each person's stride was firm and strong, as if a powerful belief was supporting them as they moved forward.
As she walked, Ding Qingyao secretly tightened her fists in her heart, making a silent vow, "At the reunion in three months, I must let Mo Wenjie see my growth and improvement. I will no longer be looked down upon by him!"
Huang Ling'er walked lightly, with a sparkle of confidence in her eyes. She whispered to herself, "Mo Wenjie, wait and see. I will prove with my strength that I am no ordinary person."
Jiang Yu Rou slightly raised her head, gazing into the distant sky, and silently murmured to herself, "I will double my efforts in cultivation during this time. When we meet again, I will give him a big surprise."
Xiao Yawen accelerated her steps, seemingly eager to start a new journey. She secretly cheered herself up, "I will not waste this three months of time. I will definitely become a better version of myself, and let Mo Wenjie look at me in a different way."
Ding Yan bit her lips lightly, her face showing determination, thinking to herself: "No matter what, I must break through myself. At that time, I will make Mo Wenjie look at me with new eyes."
Tuobaying whipped the whip in her hand, striding forward with an elegant and spirited demeanor, muttering to herself, "Hmph, Mo Wenjie, wait until we meet again. You'll see how stunning I can be in front of everyone."
Qin Xiaodie bounced along, like a happy little bird, but her heart was filled with determination: "Mo Wenjie brother, I won't lose to others. We'll see who wins in three months."
Cao Chunling walked steadily, each step taken with great solidity. She was certain in her mind: "Three months is enough for me to undergo a complete transformation. I will surely surprise Mo Wenjie then."
At last, Ling Xue glanced back in the direction of Mo Wenjie, then turned around resolutely and quickened her pace, disappearing at the end of the path. In her heart, she vowed: "Mo Wenjie, we'll meet again in three months. By then, I will be a completely new person!"
After leaving them, Mo Wenjie felt the weight of his heart. Letting them go off by themselves for three months, was it right or wrong? If they encountered danger, what should they do?
Mo Wenjie walked away with heavy steps, each step carrying endless contemplation and worry. His back was stretched out in the dim moonlight, much like the anxiety that gripped his heart at that moment.
The decision to let those girls roam alone for three months weighed heavily on his mind, and he could never seem to reach a definite conclusion. He knew that life's cruelty would not spare them just because they were girls, yet how could flowers withstand the storms if they were nurtured in a greenhouse? However, if they really encountered danger... just the thought of it was like a sharp ice knife piercing directly into his heart.
The images of them kept flashing in his mind, some lively and playful, some gentle and reserved, some determined and decisive. They might panic in the face of unknown challenges, or grit their teeth and hold on. But how could those dangers be borne by their thin strength? What if they were injured? How would they deal with insurmountable difficulties? The more Mo Wenjie thought about it, the tighter his brows furrowed, and his unease swelled like a torrent, engulfing him completely.
Suddenly, a bone-chilling wind howled past, slicing across Mo Wenjie's face and body like a cold blade. He involuntarily trembled, shuddering violently as if the coldness had penetrated his bones.
Mo Wenjie slowly raised his head, gazing into the distance, the road shrouded in darkness almost impossible to see its end. The surroundings were deathly silent, with only the wind howling in his ears like the lowing of demons. Amid this endless darkness, his heart was filled with worry and unease.
He silently prayed in his heart, hoping the heavens would bless them to live through the long three months ahead. He sincerely hoped they could grow healthy and robust, unaffected by any hardships and perils. At the same time, he constantly questioned himself in his heart, doubting whether his decision was correct.
At this moment, Mo Wenjie felt an immense weight of pressure like a giant stone pressing down on his heart. He feared that his decision would be the spark that pushed them into an abyss from which there was no return. However, things had come to this point, and he could only choose to believe in fate's arrangement and do his best to protect them and guide them towards a bright future.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He decided to secretly follow and protect them. He casted an invisibility spell and stealthily trailed behind the weakest Qin Xiaodie. Qin Xiaodie hopped along, completely unaware of the someone behind protecting her.
In a few days, Qin Xiaodie entered a small town. There was an evil spirit haunting the town, causing great suffering to the people. Upon hearing this, Qin Xiaodie disregarded her own safety and was determined to eliminate the spirit. Seeing this, Mo Wenjie wanted to lend a hand but restrained himself. He wanted to see how capable Qin Xiaodie was.
Qin Xiaodie took out her magic weapon and fought against the evil spirit together. Although it was somewhat tiring, she relied on her nimble movements and resolute willpower, gradually gaining the upper hand. In the end, she successfully defeated the evil spirit, and the people cheered happily. Mo Wenjie felt greatly relieved, as he realized that his worries were unnecessary.
The other Daoist companions also faced various challenges. Ding Qingyao used her wisdom to overcome traps, and Huang Ling'er defeated her opponents with magic.
Mo Wenjie followed and observed from a distance, finding that although they encountered occasional dangers, they were able to turn them into safe passages and gain much in the process. He gradually let his worries subside, realizing perhaps letting go was the best way for their growth. He quietly retreated, waiting only for the reunion after three months.
Time flew by quickly, and three months passed in a flash. Mo Wenjie had already arrived at the agreed-upon place long before time. Shortly after, the Daoist disciples began to arrive one by one. They all looked lively and their demeanor had changed significantly compared to before. Ding Qingyao was the first to speak, "My husband, we're back." Mo Wenjie looked at them all and smiled full of admiration in his eyes.
The disciples proudly displayed their achievements over the past three months, not only enhancing their cultivation but also acquiring numerous rare treasures and martial arts manuals. Mo Wenjie smiled with satisfaction, "You've done very well."
While they were talking, the sky suddenly darkened, and a sinister voice echoed, "Mo Wenjie, surrender your companions, or it will be your death today." It turned out to be a powerful evil cultivator who had sought revenge on Mo Wenjie for a previous offense.
Mo Wenjie's face turned cold, and he stood in front of the disciples, protecting them. However, they were fearless and raised their magic weapons. Ding Qingyao said, "My husband, let's fight together." Mo Wenjie nodded. Working together, they launched various exquisite spells. The evil cultivator who had sought revenge on Mo Wenjie was taken aback by their strength and found himself in a disadvantageous position for a time. After a fierce battle, they finally defeated the evil cultivator.
Mo Wenjie's gaze slowly swept over his courageous and unyielding Daoist companions beside him. A profound sentiment welled up in his heart, something indescribable. Each of his battle companions, all possessed an unwavering belief and indomitable will.
As they journeyed together, they had faced countless hardships and dangers, but never wavered in their pursuit of justice or their commitment to guarding the three realms. Now, looking at their faces, resolute and youthful with a spirit of the new dawn, Mo Wenjie knew that with such companions by his side who shared the same aspirations and dared to forge ahead, they would surely carve out a brilliant chapter of their own on this path fraught with thorns yet glowing with splendor.
Whether facing fierce and malevolent demons, or encountering cunning and malicious evil factions, Mo Wenjie and his companions would never hesitate to stand up bravely, using their magic weapons and powerful abilities to safeguard the peace and tranquility of the world.
Because of Mo Wenjie and Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuoba Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, Ling Xue and Liu Chuandong. They knew that this was not just a responsibility but also a mission. And this mission would guide them to continue forward until they ultimately achieved the great goal of protecting the three realms.
