Chapter 1303

For half a month, Mo Li and Mo Zhiyin stayed in the cave and never went out. They meditated during the day and at night, which not only comforted the long separation of Acacia, but also improved their cultivation rapidly.

Mo Li has never experienced a real battle since he entered xuanzun, so he deliberately suppressed and constantly compressed his whole body energy. Although he can enter dizun at any time, he is not in a hurry to break through. Mo Zhiyin broke through xuanzun with the help of Mo Sanxiao. The effect of Youlong Xifeng Jue can help her improve to dizun. However, considering her future cultivation, Mo Li let her stay at the peak of xuanzun and keep refining.

During this time, the other girls also stayed in the sect to accept the inheritance. Mo Sanxiao didn't want to disturb the two disciples, but today when the old ancestor came back, the content of Huiwu had been finalized.

When he learned that Lao Zu was summoned, Mo Li rushed back to the courtyard at the first time. The old man mentioned before that the ancestor of zongmen, Liu Wuxin, should be Mo Li's Shizu, that is, Mo Sanxiao's Shigong.

Qingzong is different from the other five schools in Xueyu. There are very few disciples in each generation, and there is only one lineage descendant. When the new patriarch succeeds, the rest will automatically become elders. For example, although Mo Zhiyin is Mo Li's younger martial sister, she is not qualified to inherit qingzong. After Mo Li succeeds as the patriarch, she will also become the patriarch.

Liu Wuxin was once a patriarch. How could each patriarch have been in power for hundreds of years? There is no doubt that he can live to the present.

Approaching the bamboo shed, looking at the middle-aged man sitting beside the old man, Mo Li's subconscious face was surprised. Is this the ancestor of Qing Zong? Looks like a scholar with elegant demeanor?

Looking at the old man quietly squeezed his eyes, Mo Li was sure that the man in front of him was really Liu Wuxin.

"Disciple Mo Li, I've met Lao Zu!"

Liu unintentionally glanced up and down at Mo Li, nodded and said with a smile: "yes, I've been listening to the boy Sanxiao saying that he has a great disciple who can integrate the spirit of Youlong. In less than 50 years of cultivation, he has reached the peak of xuanzun and inherited the emperor's Ziqi and Kaitian formula. It's really excellent."

Listen to Liu Wuxin call Mo Sanxiao "boy", Mo Li hard taut smile, bow to the body way: "thank you for your praise, it's the master who taught you well."

This good baby's appearance makes Mo Sanxiao and Liu unintentionally roll their eyes.

"Come on, smelly boy, although I stay here all the year round and never return to the snow area, I always pay attention to your affairs. I don't know what you are like. You don't have to pretend. "

Don't leave the foot a stagger, almost didn't fall to the ground. Sure enough, none of qingzong's predecessors is serious.

"We pay attention to casual in snowland. We don't have to deal with these empty heads. Come and sit down!"

A few simple words let Mo Li know that the ancestor's personality is not stick to one pattern. He can also understand that in the tradition of qingzong, people who are dull and rigid may not even have the qualification to become an outside disciple. It's said that even Mo Li's mother, who was very gentle in her mind, was notorious and fierce when she was young.

"The girl outside, come in, too!"

Mo Zhiyin was also called in. After the ceremony, he was somewhat restrained and sat beside mo.

"Half a month from the beginning of xuanzun to the peak of xuanzun, that * fajue is really powerful!" This time, it's Mo Sanxiao. There was a little doubt before. Now he saw that Mo Zhiyin had not only risen to the peak of xuanzun, but also his cultivation was stable and his fighting spirit was not in vain. He had to admire Hua Zong's skill, and he could really create such a magic formula.

Liu Wuxin seemed to have known about it for a long time. He said with a smile, "Siyin Qihuan Jue was created by the boy in Hongyu building after years of painstaking study. Although it was slaughtered by me before he could improve it, I took a few glances at it and it was really ingenious."

Mo Li opened his mouth and said in amazement: "Laozu, do you know the founder of this set of skills? He is still you... By you... "

"I killed him!" Liu Wuxin said a trivial thing and recalled: "that guy is not a good bird. Although his strength is good, he likes to do flower picking. I was wandering in the devil's land when I had nothing to do. When I met him, I cleaned up easily. At that time, that guy just broke through to Tianzun, and in order to go further, he kept looking for a place to fill, just to improve this set of skills. "

After listening to Liu Wuxin's explanation, Mo Li has some doubts. Since this set of skills was not perfect at that time, it must not have spread in time. Why not destroy it?

"Do you want to ask me why I didn't destroy this skill after killing people?" As if seeing through Mo Li's doubts, Liu unintentionally turned his lips and said, "at that time, I saw this skill and thought there was room for improvement, so I wanted to take it back to Xueyu and teach it to Huazong's girl for research. I didn't think that later when I caught someone else's way, this skill was stolen."

What? Who dares to steal? And steal it?

"Who is so powerful that he can steal things from you."

Mo Li asked subconsciously, just after asking, he found that Mo Sanxiao's face suddenly turned red, and Liu Wuxin seemed to be embarrassed.

"What did he do before? I asked you to come here to talk about Huiwu!" When it comes to business, Liu Wuxin's face becomes more serious and says, "the martial arts meeting will take place in a small world half a month later. In addition to our snowland, there are also magic hall, talent and guihun village. Each side can send up to ten people to participate in the competition."

"Ten at most?" Mo Sanxiao frowned and said, "it's not fair! Don't they know that there are less than ten people in snowland this time? And Zhan liudao and his son haven't come back yet. We have to say whether we can catch up with them or not! "

Mo Sanxiao is right. There are no ten people who are qualified to participate in the five schools in Xueyu. Su brothers and sisters, spend Feifei, dream night, fight Nantian, then add Mo Li and Mo Zhiyin, there are only seven people in total.

"If you are in a hurry, more people may not be useful. The key is to rely on your strength." Liu said with a smile, "the arena of your martial arts competition is a mirage. To put it simply, it's a nihilistic world. You just need to integrate into the spirit, and it will automatically retreat after death. The one who sticks to the end is Huiwu first, and so on. So the key is to see who sticks to the end. "

Mo Sanxiao suddenly nodded: "I understand! That is to say, if you have confidence, only one person can be sent in? "

"Yes. However, that dreamland can temper the mind and nature, which is very helpful for the future cultivation. I suggest we all go in and practice. "

"Is there no time limit? If you go in and find a place to hide, won't you get a good place? "

"Hiding?" Hearing Mo Li's words, Liu unintentionally glared at the worthless guy and explained: "first, the nihilistic fantasy will gradually shrink after it is opened, and miasma will appear from time to time in it, which will be automatically transmitted when it is involved. Second, after you go in, your soul power will gradually decrease, and it will be transmitted to a certain extent. The only way to increase your soul power is to kill other people and plunder them. So it's a challenge not to advance but to retreat. Do you understand? "

i see! After listening to Liu Wuxin's words, Mo Li suddenly realized.