Lin Ming fell into the comprehension of the artistic conception.
The word "quiet" shone between his brows, as usual, wrapped in an invisible purple aura.
Immediately afterwards, the remaining 11 divine symbols floated around the body.
Observation, healing, strength, speed, concealment, sword, soul, soul, fire, water and thunder.
Twelve divine inscriptions, all of which are transcendental grades.
Cao Zhuqing, Wenren Qianyi, Xu Aodong and Lu Xueye were drinking not far away.
"Seeing little friend Lin Ming's divine writings again is so shocking." Cao Zhuqing smiled slightly.
Lu Xueye stood up proudly, "Who am I, Brother Ming? Needless to say..."
Wenren Qianyi asked: "How long does it take to comprehend an artistic conception?"
"There is no answer to this kind of question, it depends on the individual." Xu Aodong smiled, "What's the matter, so anxious? Just because I am the commander of your Xuanzhu lineage."
Wenren Qianyi waved his hand, "I'm not in a hurry. The main thing is Lao Cao. He should be returning to the capital today."
Xu Aodong smiled and said: "We can't escape to Ningjing. It doesn't matter when we come back. It doesn't matter if we are a day or two late."
Cao Zhuqing sipped the tea.
"It is better to return to Beijing slowly than quickly. We must gather the old troops and gather momentum to go north."
The little guy licked the tea, "Why?"
"Because those aristocratic families will definitely obstruct him in every possible way, and only by gathering momentum to go north can we make them use the trap." Cao Zhuqing explained with a smile.
The little guy scratched his head and said, "Although I can understand every word you say, I can't understand them when they are put together."
Wenren Qianyi reached out and grabbed the little guy's long snow-white tail, pulled it back, and laughed and cursed:
"How many brains do you have in your head? It's normal to not understand."
The little guy groaned and turned around to attack Wen Ren Qianyi, "Old guy, you said I'm stupid!"
Wenren Qianyi: ╮(╯▽╰)╭
He couldn't understand why the little guy understood this sentence.
"Hahaha, no, no, let's continue drinking tea." Wenren Qianyi
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The sun rises and the moon sets, and time flies by.
Early the next morning, a group of people who had traveled a lot came from outside Qingye City.
They wore black and white robes, with a sword-shaped jade pendant hanging on the chest or left arm of the robe.
The leader is Mo Shanhuai with a goatee beard.
His aura was extraordinary, and he did not hide his aura. From time to time, small spatial ripples appeared around his body.
When the soldiers guarding the gate saw him, they dared not stop him.
After questioning as usual, he was released immediately.
In the corner, a vendor quietly stood up and headed into the city.
However, a long stone sword rose from the ground and stood in front of the vendor.
"Don't waste your time. There's no need to go out and report the news." Mo Shanhuai chuckled and shook his sleeves.
Rumble, rumble!
Continuous vibrations spread in all directions.
There seems to be some trace of Tao revealed in the sky and the earth.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Shanhuai's voice spread throughout Qingye City.
"Yingxue, come to the north gate quickly. I'm already here. No one dares to touch you."
"Don't be surprised, City Master Xiao. Today, our Xuanwen Sword Academy is investigating matters within the academy, so please give me some mercy."
After a moment of silence, Mo Shanhuai thundered:
"People from Xuanwen Academy, listen, none of you can escape. Come out obediently and don't make me feel bad."
"You assassinated people in our hospital during your trip to Black Mountain, causing them all to be destroyed. Only Mo Yingxue escaped. Such a crime cannot be forgiven."
"Get your chief out!"
City Lord's Mansion.
Xiao Chuyang hurried out.
"Stop, where are you going?" Xiao Hansheng asked.
Xiao Chuyang turned back and pointed to the sky, "I'm going to share the difficulties with my friends."
Black lines appeared on Xiao Hansheng's forehead, "It's a disaster, don't worry about it."
Xiao Chuyang:? ? ?
He yelled anxiously: "You want that guy to be so arrogant?"
"Of course not," Xiao Hansheng smiled, "He is looking for death, so of course we have to let him tinker a little longer."
"Ah?" Xiao Chuyang was confused.
The silly son has no sense at all. Sometimes I really wonder if he is his own kind... Xiao Hansheng rolled his eyes, "You have drank Mr. Cao's tea, why are you still so stupid?"
Xiao Chuyang's mouth twitched, "I..."
Xiao Hansheng waved his hand, interrupting Xiao Chuyang's words, "Don't say anything, let me be quiet for a while."
At this time, Mo Shanhuai looked at the city lord's palace and sneered:
"It seems that the rumors are untrue. They say that Xiao Han was promoted to a high-spirited person and that his son had a good relationship with Lin Ming. But when it comes to the real situation, are they just like cowering away? Haha... How can there be anything real in a remote place? A capable person."
Mo Yingxue came from the long street and cupped her hands, "Seventh Uncle."
Mo Shanhuai chuckled lightly and stroked his goatee, "You don't have to be polite. Yingxue, you are valued by the master family, and you will definitely become the head of our Mo family in Qingmingzhou in the future. Uncle Qi helped you this time, so don't forget it. "
"My niece has been close to Uncle Qi since she was a child. You can rest assured about this."
"Okay, let's find Jian Wuxu first and silence him, and then everything will be easy to talk about."
"This..." Mo Yingxue pointed behind Mo Shanhuai.
"Don't worry, although there are some unfamiliar faces among them, I guarantee that they are all members of my Mo family. It's just that you are not the head of the family yet, so you don't understand some things yet."
"Yeah, I understand." Mo Yingxue nodded.
Mo Shanhuai narrowed his eyes, and his vast spiritual consciousness connected heaven and earth and swept across the entire Qingye City in an instant.
Ordinary Taoists do not have this strength, but the Tao he touched when he entered the Tao was the Tao of Stone.
The entire Qingye City is built of stone, which happens to be under his rule.
Soon, his spiritual consciousness swept through most of Qingye City.
Mo Shanhuai's face suddenly darkened, "How brave, Xiao Hansheng, how dare you take Jian Wuxu in?"
"Let's go!" He suddenly waved his sleeves and led everyone in Xuanwen Sword Academy to the city lord's mansion.
In Cao Zhuqing's other courtyard, Wenren Qianyi drank up his tea in one gulp and snorted: "What rubbish? How dare you be so arrogant even if you're just a Taoist? I'll crush him."
Cao Zhuqing waved his hand, "Wait a minute."
Wenren Qianyi raised his eyebrows, "What? Old Cao, you don't want to win over the Mo family, do you?"
"Of course not, I asked you to wait." Cao Zhuqing raised the tea cup, "Little friend Lin Ming's breath is ethereal. I'm afraid it only takes this moment to realize the artistic conception."
Wenren Qianyi looked at Lin Ming, a little confused.
He patted his thigh and looked at Xu Aodong, "How long will it take?"
Xu Aodong shook his head, "It's hard to say. It took little Lin Ming a day and a night to comprehend the artistic conception, and he still hasn't comprehended it yet. This shows that the artistic conception he comprehended is extremely powerful, and it is difficult for me to estimate the time."
At this time, the little guy sniffed and said, "Ah, Brother Ming is waking up, Brother Ming is waking up!"
After speaking, Lin Ming's eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
Clear and bright.
Xu Aodong: "..."
Wenren Qianyi and Cao Zhuqing stared at him, their eyes seeming to say: Should we say it or not?
His old face was slightly red, and he held back his answer.
The little guy put his hand on Lin Ming's shoulder and asked, "Brother Ming, have you succeeded in understanding?"
Lin Ming smiled and shook his head. He raised his right hand with a gap between his index finger and thumb. "I'm still a little short of it. I'm about to ask Mr. Xu for advice."
