There is a poem that says: Previewing a scene in front of the ink crystal, the technique is unique and exciting. If you were greedy in your previous life, you should be careful in your future life.
The ancient and charming bells shook the Mo family members. Long Xing heard something different from the bell, and he used the light of his purple eyes to calm down Mo Yingying.
The rest of the Mo family were still in the illusion of the bell, and their hearts were extremely manic. The faint power of souls in their bodies floated in the air with the sound of the bell, like strands of silk threads floating towards the source of the bell.
Long Xing held Mo Yingying's hand and relaxed slightly after she calmed down. From Mrs. Zhangtai's memory, Long Xing knew that this Kung Fu was called Blood Elephant Mind, and it was an extremely evil cultivation technique.
The fragmentary record in the memory is said to have been obtained accidentally by an elder from the Mo clan at the ruins of a ruined sect when he was out training.
However, this technique is just a fragment of a martial arts, and it does not reach the level of fourth-grade martial arts.
This technique was first placed in the sect's foreign martial arts library for the clan members to practice and learn. The fragments alone can be put into the martial arts library. It is conceivable that if the martial arts skills of the whole chapter are included, they must be very powerful and domineering.
According to Mrs. Zhangtai's memory, she had practiced this technique, but because of its imperfections, even if she had mastered it, she would not be able to reach the power of the fifth-level martial arts.
This technique is extremely difficult to practice and is somewhat sinister. It requires the spiritual power and soul of the same bloodline to be effective. Moreover, this incomplete technique is extremely difficult to practice.
Many people from the outer sect of the Mo clan tried to practice it, but in the end it seemed that only Mrs. Zhangtai and one or two disciples had done it, but because the power was not as powerful as other fourth-level martial arts, So it was finally abandoned.
Now this skill actually appeared on the bell ringer, which made Long Xing curious about how the broken skill practiced by Mrs. Zhangtai thousands of years ago could be used to perform actions with the sound of bells.
Could it be that this bell ringer is related to the exercise from thousands of years ago? Or could it be that this broken technique itself existed in the ancient temple. This reminded Long Xing of yesterday's third watch, when he peeked into the bell-ringer's simple room next to the ancient clock and found a broken book of exercises.
There is a yellowed book placed under the mouse-skin painting, which attracts rats and encourages cats. I wonder if it has anything to do with this broken Kung Fu blood image and mind.
If this broken technique could be found or repaired, its power would be extremely powerful.
While Long Xing was thinking wildly, the bell stopped ringing, but the power of the flying soul seemed to still be lingering in the lingering sound, flying to the top of the mountain where the ancient bell was.
Many clan members came to their senses, and Uncle Feng even loudly preached: "Everyone should have heard what the old man said. From today on, no one from the Mo family is allowed to enter the ancestral hall without permission. As the grandson-in-law of the Mo family, Long Xing is responsible for the Mo family's ancestral hall." Lian’s caretaker task. Before meeting the old man, he lived in the Mo family’s mansion, and no one is allowed to criticize him!"
Mo Yingying glanced at Uncle Feng gratefully, and her head couldn't help but rest on Long Xing's arm. He said in a gentle tone: "If you have Uncle Feng, you can stay here with peace of mind and wait until you meet grandpa before making plans. Grandpa has already approved our marriage. In the Mo family, no one has anything to say. The baby still needs If you raise her, we will live in the Mo family for the time being. From now on, we will listen to you and leave with you at any time."
Long Xing took a step back and turned to look at Mo Lian who was placed in the ink cartridge. The ancestral hall seemed to have returned to calm.
Long Xing nodded and responded: "Yingying, before I see the old man, I will stay with you and the baby, as well as the Mo Lian in this ancestral hall, to ensure that no one is allowed to peek at it. I also want to go to Langzhong Group Company Let’s go and meet Mr. Lang and tell him about this child.”
While Long Xing and Yingying were whispering softly, Mo Liangpao walked up to Uncle Huo and said, "Uncle Huo, what do you think of this matter? My dad's voice is true, but that kid always sticks to me like a thorn. I feel uncomfortable, do you have any good way to get rid of him and get that Mo Lian?"
"Two, you'd better not think about it. You know the old man's temper. Since you have something to say first, and Feng Wu is watching, it's difficult!"
As soon as Mo Liangpao finished speaking, Uncle Huo interrupted his thoughts.
At the same time, Uncle Lei's eyes never left the ink cartridge in the ancestral hall. All his thoughts were on Mo Lian in the ink cartridge, and the old man's words were still in his ears.
Seventy-seven and forty-nine days, there is enough time in between to plan some things. Maybe the old man is in some condition and will not be able to come back during this month.
When I think of the energy overflowing from the ink lotus, I am so intoxicated that my soul trembles. After so many years, the desire for strength and energy has made Uncle Lei, who was already grumpy, more and more uneasy.
Mo Gangxian, unlike Mo Wudao and his second brother, they have not yet come out of the pressure of the old man, including a lot of juniors.
Mo Xingchen and Mo Tianling had part of their soul power taken away by the sound of the bell. Their bodies felt comfortable but weak, and their eyes were still in the pool of dripping ink, not fully awake yet.
Everyone followed Uncle Feng towards the living room of the Mo family.
At this time, Mrs. Mo was sitting upright on the Taishi chair, lovingly feeding her child milk. There was only a middle-aged woman beside her, who was responsible for carrying a milk bottle for the child.
"Grandma, do you think this child looks like a young lady? Look at that nose, how beautiful it moves every time. I don't know what's going on in the back pavilion. Is everything going to be okay?"
The woman waited on the child carefully while chatting with Mr. Mo.
"No, Afu, you see the same thing as me. With her tall nose, she really looks like Yingying when she was a child. Don't worry, I understand that kid Long Xing. I won't do anything I'm not sure about. He will definitely come back. !”
The old lady's tone was firm and confident. In fact, her heart was beating a drum. Just like the woman Afu, she was restless and uneasy. The sound of the bell just now made her realize that it was already noon, and Yingying and her clan members who had gone to the Mochi in the backyard had not returned yet.
After all, her husband Mo Hui never came back after arriving in Mochi. If she loses her son-in-law again, how can she, the mistress of the Mo family, accept it.
In the midst of anxiety, Uncle Feng walked in hurriedly: "Madam, congratulations, you passed the Longxing test. The Mo family has a good son-in-law. The old man has also responded to the news. I will see him in forty-nine days."
Feng Wu's face was full of smiles. This was the first time in three years that he smiled so respectfully at Mr. Mo.
After hearing this, Mr. Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he said with a smile on his face: "Haha, Uncle Feng, thank you. With your words, I feel at ease. Please sit down and tell me about Long Xing and the old man. "
Mrs. Mo handed the child in her arms to Afu and straightened her clothes. In an instant, the aura of the mistress of the mansion returned to its original state.
