Chapter 330

When he came to the grottoes, Mo Li always had a doubt in his heart.

Why has the Wangu spirit swallowing array existed in Jinniu Mountain for so many years and has not been found? Just in order to search for Li qianbian, they came to find it?

The dark shadow drags Li qianbian away from the dense forest. Then a group of people come to look for him. It seems that he has hands behind him. At this moment, Mo Li is finally determined. All this is carefully planned by the old man in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Mo Li was curious. There is only one possibility for the old man to stay here. He is guarding the bloody hell. In this way, the old man's identity is nothing more than two. First, he is the person who arranges all this, in order to refine Xueyou. Second, he is the person who disturbs the arrangement, in order to stop the plot.

Mo can't tell which identity the old man belongs to, so he always keeps on guard.

"I made this fight!"

A word let Mo Li's heart mention throat again.

"Don't worry, Wangu Yaoling array is evil array, Xueyou is indeed evil soldier, but as I said before, the real evil is not the weapon, but the person who uses it! I'm sure you can keep your heart

"Why?"

"Because you have the breath of jiuxiao... The breath of jiuxiao itself!"

Jiuxiao noumenon?

Do not leave the moment of confusion after the physical and mental shock!

You long! It's you long!

He finally understood why he was fighting liudao on the spirit pulse of Beilu that day and told him that you long must not be lost. From what the old man just said, you long sword is likely to be the original of jiuxiao sword!

The first divine sword in ancient times, once the pillar of the Tianyuan continent, was divided into nine parts after the world war. I have been missing! At that time, all the masters of Wuzong gathered together to refine Youlong. Now it seems that they are trying to recover jiuxiao's wounds!

Think of here Mo Li can't help but want to smoke a big mouth!

How the hell did I lose you dragon?

Take a panoramic view of Mo Li's change of look, the old man smiles and says slowly: "it seems that you have understood something."

Mo Li nodded, but his face was still on guard: "why do you want to set up the ten thousand bones to eat the spirit array? Once the evil array comes out, countless people will die!"

"If there is no greed, how can we fall into evil thoughts? Heaven and earth are not benevolent. Their life and death depend on whether they are right or evil in their heart! It took so many years for Xueyou to reappear. If you don't get together in jiuxiao, it's hard for the devil to love you! Young man, you are the well deserved master of jiuxiao. Only when you gather in jiuxiao can you break the magic seal of Fengtian. Then you will understand... "

Mo Li didn't even have time to ask questions. The old man's transparent arm had been raised slowly.

"Well, time is running out. The doubts in your heart will be solved one day. Just concentrate on fusing the two magic swords now!"

"Fusion of two swords? How to integrate? "

Don't leave some speechless.

Why does this old guy always talk half way?

"Let them recognize the Lord, and let the spirit merge with the spirit, and let the spirit merge with the spirit."

"Jinghong has recognized the Lord!"

"That's not Lord recognition. You leave a brand in Jinghong's spirit, which can only be regarded as the first step to urge it. In ancient times, the true sense of God's sword is to melt the soul into your soul. In this way, the sword is a part of your body

Mo Li opened his mouth again in amazement.

Is this the way to let the ancient artifact recognize the Lord?

Mo can't help doubting the old man. Even now, he doesn't know who the old man is or whether he is evil. In fact, although Mo Li can drive Jinghong during this period of time, he always felt that it was not as smooth as playing Youlong.

What's more, the old man's words remind Mo Li of some things that happened when he was a child. When Mo Sanxiao handed you long to him, the five masters of Xueyu sect gathered together, forming a special connection between him and you long. At that time, Mo Li had just started to practice, and he didn't understand what the elders had done. Now he vaguely understood. At that time, the masters of Wuzong were helping him to integrate the spirit of Youlong, which is the spirit of jiuxiao noumenon!

No wonder, no wonder you and Youlong have always had a feeling of empathy. No wonder it was so easy to refine Jinghong sword! The mystery in my heart is solved. When Mo Li looks up at the two magic swords in the void again, there is a hot light in his eyes!

"It's not difficult for you to integrate the soul of Jinghong first, because it has your brand inside. After that, with the help of Jinghong's healthy qi, you will merge with Xueyou again! But before that, you have to break through! "

Mo Li nodded, which he was not too surprised.

Three souls and seven spirits are dependent on each other and independent of each other. The three spirits have been forged, and now the seven spirits must be melted in order to let the two sword spirits melt into his sea of knowledge.

Mo Li pondered slightly and looked at Mo Zhiyin.

"Elder martial brother, you can do what you want. I'll wait for you!"

Mo Zhiyin gave an understanding smile.

Nodding slowly, Mo Li took out the ten thousand year black ice needle again.

"Wait a minute!" Looking at Mo Li's action, the old man said, "you have a lot of power sealed in your body, but once you use it, it will be less than once. Let me help you break through

As the old man spoke, he slowly raised his hand, and the vast and majestic energy poured into Mo Li's Dantian from the old man's transparent palm. The momentum that was already close to crossing suddenly soared. Mo Li quickly sat down with his knees crossed, converged and welcomed the next breakthrough.

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Canglan college, class three students have been back from Jinniu Mountain for more than a month. Mo Li abandoned himself in Jinniu Mountain and saved the students in his class. He was still a student who was against him all the time. This matter has been widely spread in the college.

Perhaps many people once doubted Mo Li's ability to act as a class director when he was young. However, as the story spread, when the name of Mo Li was mentioned again, all that remained was admiration and admiration.

For more than a month, Huang ban has been filled with sadness. Su ranxue has taken the pills made from Youming fruit to Ziban and distributed them to the public. With the routine class guidance, the huge classroom is extremely quiet. Young faces were filled with sadness. People looked at the red pills on the table. Even though they knew that the elixir could greatly improve the realm, no one was happy.

In the corner, Li qianbian holds the pill tightly in his palm, and all kinds of emotions rise and fall in his heart.

Once in the city of Jiufeng, he felt that he was flattered by the youth. After entering the college, he received a lot of benefits from the Dragon brothers and sisters and made trouble all day. He was the most wrong person in the whole purple class and Mo Li.

But when he was in the spirit eating battle, those shrill screams and swarming evil spirits made him feel the threat of death for the first time!

Li qianbian didn't think that Mo Lihui would do anything for himself. He even didn't hesitate to be engulfed by Wangu Yaoling array, one of the four ancient evil arrays! More than once, I put myself in the right place. If the identity of the two people changes, can I do it?

Those not even on the resentment of the knot completely untied, Li qianbian heart left only deep gratitude and strong regret. When canglan college sent someone to search Jinniu Mountain, Li qianbian went back to the ancestral hall of his family and couldn't kneel down to a group of elders. Just to ask the family to help find the whereabouts of the class leader.

Men's growth sometimes takes a long time to accumulate, sometimes it only takes a short moment. Or a blow, or a move.

Li qianbian's talent may not be outstanding, but he is also the future and hope for the Li family.

The Li family sent people into Jinniu Mountain, and the other students of the purple class mobilized their own family forces to find the trace of the class director in the boundless jungle. Although there are rumors everywhere outside that Mo Li and Mo Zhiyin have been devoured by the spirit swallowing array, they still believe that ban Dao is still alive.

In the classroom filled with sadness and the pace of uninvited guests, a group of young people suddenly look forward to it. But when they see the figure in front of the gate, they bow their heads again in disappointment.

"Hello, everyone. I'm Zhang Zhao, the new director of purple class. I hope we can have a good cooperation in the future."

The middle-aged man's face is full of soft smile, and the magnetic voice is so harsh in the ears of purple class students.

"What is the new class director? Our purple class has only one class director, my elder brother Mo Li! "

Ling Xiao, who had the lowest accomplishments, was the first to stand up.

The expression on Zhang Zhao's face was slightly stagnant. He closed his eyes and said with a smile, "your name is Ling Xiao, right? Don't leave teacher now life and death is not clear, purple class can't have no one to take, so the college just sent me to temporarily lead you. There's been a notice in the yard. "

"For the time being? Then please make it clear that you are only acting class director! "

Liu qingtiantian's voice is the embarrassment on Zhang Zhao's face.

"It's all the same! All in all, I'll take you with me during this period of time. OK, now let's start the class! "

He didn't speak much in the class, but he just stretched himself and got up slowly. When he came to the door, he just looked at Zhang Zhao with a slight frown and said coldly, "class? Teach us combat skills or something? Even mo... even the class director knows that we all don't need to listen to those useless empty theories, and you also give us lessons? "

Looking at his back, Zhang Zhao's face changed completely!

"Well! It is said that the people in purple class are not only poor in talent, but also have no moral character. Now it seems that they are! That's what Mo Li taught you? Don't even understand the most basic way of respecting teachers? "

Originally some messy classroom instantly quiet down, a cold line of sight gathering let Zhang Zhao feel the body is also cold.

"No matter who you are, you can't slander our class director! We will prove that the purple class is not inferior to other classes! But... You're not qualified to take us! "

Liu Qing dropped a word and walked out of the classroom with Yunxiao.

"Wow --"

One after another, Zhang Zhao stood alone on the platform in the crowded classroom.