Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen stared at the half-page copybook of Confucian saints in Shi Yan's hand.
So salivating!
Is this thing so powerful?
A real treasure!
Something that is hard to find.
Rarely seen in the world.
If this were in my own hands, it would be like saving a few lives!
Who wouldn't want something like this.
If possible, I really want to pounce on it and snatch it away.
With such a treasure at your side, what else would you do as a substitute for Jixia Academy?
With this thing here, no one dares to mess around.
Who can stop the monks who go to the land of chaos?
No.
With such a thing, you can run rampant in the land of chaos.
"Tsk tsk...that's amazing!"
Shi Yan sighed and touched the Confucian sage's calligraphy with his hand, really reluctant to part with it.
Touched and touched.
I once owned the upper part of the Zi copybook.
And it's the kind that can be destroyed at any time.
Even those copybooks have saved me several times.
Not to mention a copybook like this.
Having something in hand means a few more lives!
Can't put it down!
He looked up at Mo Yunqi and wondered where this guy came from.
Mo Yunqi was also peeping at the rocks.
Looking at each other, Mo Yunqi felt a sense of sadness.
That look, are you trying to figure me out?
It’s over, it’s extremely detrimental to myself.
Killing people and seizing treasures are always done together.
I regret buying something like this.
But it’s not okay if you don’t pay!
It is a rare opportunity, Duan Inkstone was born, it would not have been possible without Duan Inkstone.
My own baby!
But it is in the hands of others.
The key is that I don't dare to say a word.
If someone wanted to engulf him, I might not even dare to fart!
Is this the sorrow of the weak!
The bitter taste rolled in my throat, but I didn't dare to say a word.
Is treasure more important or life more important?
I still know which one is more important.
I am not a fool, so of course I can only choose to settle the matter.
Take it, take it!
Don't force people to take action, kill people and seize treasures.
"What a good thing! It's amazing..."
He reached out and touched the rock again and again.
I really hope that Mo Yunqi would say goodbye to you.
After peeking a few times, it was obvious that this was not possible.
People are reluctant to part with such treasures.
Seeing Renjian's face turn red, he was obviously very unwilling.
Forget it, it’s other people’s stuff.
My brother cannot do such a thing.
Finally, he rolled it up and stuffed it into Mo Yunqi's arms.
Shi Yan was afraid that if he delayed any longer, he would violate his conscience and swallow such a treasure.
So I decided to give it to Mo Yun.
Although the treasure is good, you must have principles in everything you do, otherwise it will be difficult to gain a foothold.
Mo Yunqi was stunned.
Looking at the scroll stuffed into his arms.
My hands were shaking and I didn't dare to touch it.
He suddenly looked up at the rock, confused.
Like falling into a dream.
Still back.
Bowed again.
In a daze, he reached out and held it.
The feeling of being lost and found again.
But my heart is tense and scared!
Could it be a hard-to-get trick?
He deliberately gave it back to himself, waiting for him to say it to him personally.
It doesn't matter if you hold the scroll and close it, nor does it not close it.
Look at the rocks with a sad face!
"What kind of expression is this? Put it away quickly..."
Shi Yan saw Mo Yunqi looking like he was about to cry, and immediately understood what he was thinking.
He reached out and patted his shoulder, indicating not to worry, just put it away.
It's yours to begin with. As long as I'm here, no one dares to steal it.
Mo Yunqi never imagined that the rock would be returned to him.
Even Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen were stunned.
With such a treasure in your hand, can you still give it back to others?
How virtuous and capable is that guy, possessing such a treasure?
So what if I rob it!
How dare he.
Even if you don't rob him, it's not difficult to force him to offer the treasure automatically.
Are there too many things like this in the world?
Do weak people dare to say a word no?
No.
Put a knife to your neck to force people to show their love.
Who dares to say a word no.
This shows Lei Yiming's character.
People don't care about any treasures, they only value brotherhood.
Feeling a little tearful.
It's enough to make people sit up and take notice.
Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen looked at each other with melancholy in their eyes, sighing that they were not as good as others.
His status is no worse than others, but this is where he sees the gap between himself and others.
Even if the treasure is not in your hands, you want to take it.
He was not tempted even though he had the treasure in his hands.
how to explain!
I can only feel inferior to myself!
Just now, even they had the intention of swallowing the treasure.
In the blink of an eye, I saw that they had returned.
At this point of comparison, how can I still have the nerve to worry about other people's things?
I just feel a fever on my face and I don’t dare to look at anyone!
"Yunqi, I'll do this later...but remember..."
Yan Yan even asked Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen to guard the entrance of Lanruo Temple and not let anyone in.
At least not now.
Gongsun Kang and Yun Aochen didn't understand!
All the stand-ins in Lanruo Temple Jixia Academy are dead, why are they still holding on!
At this moment, Lanruo Temple is an empty shell.
Except for a few guards from heaven and the Buddhist world, there was nothing left.
A pile of ruins, already destroyed by the five thunders and the fire.
"If Mo San enters Lanruo Temple, that person will go away, and the Tianxia Alliance will no longer be under our control..."
The rocks show why!
Guarding Lanruo Temple is not the real reason.
Controlling the Tianxia Alliance is the top priority.
In the near future, Tianxia Alliance will be used.
If you want to leave the land of slaughter alive, you have to make an alliance with the world.
So Mo San must die.
But it was not us who killed him, but the person who captured the flag.
At least that's what it seems on the surface.
Even if he is the enemy in person, he cannot be killed, but must be killed by others.
who?
The best candidate has emerged.
It's the Wind Hermit.
Let Him do for us what we cannot do.
Yan Yan knew that Feng Yinzi would never enter Lanruo Temple again, and he would be afraid that he would harm him.
This would prevent Mo San from entering Lanruo Temple.
Only by always being in front of the Wind Hermit can he force the Wind Hermit to kill him.
Only Mo San has always been in front of Feng Yinzi
Only Feng Yinzi had the chance to kill Mo San.
And he still had to kill.
Yan Yan took Mo Yunqi and Lao Yuan out of Lanruo Temple.
From a distance, I saw that Feng Yinzi was already showing signs of running away.
Not good!
Hurry over there.
The flag of the Tianxia Alliance has been broken.
The flag was held in one hand of the Wind Hermit.
The other hand waved a sword desperately.
He chopped down the arrows that shot towards him.
There was no time to put away the flag.
Seeing the critical situation, looking carefully, it was the Wind Hermit who had the upper hand.
It's just a temporary crisis.
On the other side, although Mo San had forced Feng Yinzi into a panic at this moment.
But as soon as he relaxes, he can fly away immediately.
You already have the thing, so why bother with it?
Looking at Mo San again, he was in a miserable state, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and there was a rolling sword wound on his face.
The blood was still dripping down.
He looked furious and screamed at the top of his lungs.
"The sage said, the sage said..."
Mo San kept calling the saint, "Whatever was behind it was just gone."
But it's enough.
After calling the saint, his fingers brushed the sword spine, and two sword lights shot out.
It was easy for Mo San to do such an easy thing.
With Mo San's cultivation, he is already the first person in the Holy City to be able to develop the Holy Song to its current state.
Not once in a hundred years.
You can imagine how difficult it is.
As the holy city's secret skill, there are only a few people who can do it.
In the past three hundred years, there has not been a young generation in the Holy City who can cast the Holy Song.
It's not easy to get a Mo San.
Although it is still in the primary stage, it is just saying what the saint said.
But it is also the undisputed number one.
That's why those old monsters in the Holy City passed the position of Holy Lord to him.
Even if he only has a name and no real power for the time being, he is definitely the Holy Lord of the future Holy City.
He was not idle either, he personally led the team to experience the chaos.
Those old monsters in the Holy City are naturally happy to see this happen.
In the hope that Mo San will soon become a new generation of Holy Lords to rule the Holy City.
At this moment, the Wind Hermit wants to run!
The missing piece of his cassock has been obtained.
Nothing else to miss.
However, these three words kept popping out of Mo San's mouth.
What followed was an overwhelming sword light.
The forced Feng Yinzi was in a hurry.
Mo San chanted quickly, holding the sword in his left hand, brushing the sword's spine with two fingers of his right hand, and then pointed forward.
With this movement, the two-fingered sword shot out with sword light.
There are two of them every time, and they are very sharp.
Even if Feng Yinzi was forced to run away by these two sword lights, he couldn't.
If you can't even escape, what's the use of having the flag of the Tianxia Alliance.
If one thing is not done well, it will be folded here instead.
Therefore, the Wind Hermiters dare not be careless and deal with it carefully.
Run away to find an opportunity!
"What method is this?..."
Shi Yan was shocked. Is this Mo San so powerful?
Can it still come like this?
There is no need to swing the sword, just brush the sword's spine with your fingers, and sword light will be emitted.
And it's still very powerful.
Hit wherever you point!
I seem to remember seeing such a situation before.
By the way, they are both from the Mohist family.
The old man with Mo Ling'er.
The past gradually comes to mind.
That's right, it's not uncommon to be both members of the Mohist family.
How powerful the Wind Hermit is, isn’t it clear from the rocks?
Seeing that people were in a hurry, they were not able to defeat such sword light.
One can imagine how clever Mo San's method was.
There is no need to get close, just stand far away.
A wave of his hand can force such a master to scramble.
This method is more effective than the Confucian sage’s copybook!
I remember that half of my Confucian saint's calligraphy exploded and was destroyed due to excessive force.
If there is such a method, wouldn't it be an extra life? Who should I be afraid of?
The land of slaughter can be walked sideways.
"Holy Psalm, Holy City's unique skills, only those with holy postures can do it..."
Mo Yunqi smiled bitterly, what a unique skill from the Holy City!
That's the difference.
Envy cannot come.
Among the young generation in the Holy City, Mo San is the only one who has emerged.
Although he can only pronounce the three words "sage said".
But it was also a real hymn.
None of the other Mohist disciples can do it.
No one, including myself, has such ability.
This will produce a series of reactions, and Mo San can become a candidate for the new generation of saints.
And he, Mo Yunqi, was just an ordinary disciple in the Holy City.
One is high above, the other is lying on the ground, and no one cares about him.
