Heavenly God Mnemonic

"The five of you, proved by your strength, are the strongest under the heaven in our ferryman organization, and you deserve it." Mo Ting was in a very good mood and said with satisfaction.

Under Dasheng's treatment, Yuan Kui just woke up, and when he heard this, he spouted a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Yuankui! Yuankui!" Dasheng yelled in a hurry, then poured his true essence into his body again, glaring at Moting angrily.

Mo Ting naturally ignored his gaze, did not even see it at all, and continued: "Now you are weak, afraid that you can't bear my light wheel. Seven days later, in the stronghold of Cangmo Island, I will print the light wheel. On you, and teach you how to use it."

Hua Zhang and the others were all overjoyed, hurriedly bowed down, and said in unison: "Thank you, acting chief rudder!"

Yang Qingxuan also clasped his fists and said softly, "Thank you."

This "thank you" is not exactly the same as the "thanks" of Hua Zhang and others. It is Xie Moting's salvation.

Mo Ting understood naturally, and the two smiled at each other.

"The competition for places is over, let's all go away." Mo Ting waved to everyone, and then said: "Yang Qingxuan, you come with me. There are some things you asked me to look for."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, and said excitedly: "Really?!"

Mo Ting nodded and said, "Naturally it is true. You should take care of your injuries first, and I will tell you later."

Yang Qingxuan said anxiously: "Don't, I can't wait!"

Mo Ting smiled and said: "It's just a few eyebrows. In these seven days, you can recover from your injuries, and maybe there will be more news. The small circle is no longer safe. The training chamber in the ferryman organization can be loaned to you."

His words meant something, and Dasheng's faces were not very good-looking.

Old Mei said: "As long as you are in the stronghold and a few of us are there, no one can touch you, no matter if the other person is two brothers or three or four people."

"Mom, deceive people too much!" Da was very angry. It has been a long time since he suffered such a big loss. He helped Yuankui at once and said, "Let's go!"

Together, the two elders Dazong and Zhichang were also wrapped around, and they broke through the air.

Chen Xiang was left alone, his face full of anger.

Chen Xiang is not a person inside and out. Cheating did not help Dasheng. He offended the Mo Ting faction and couldn’t explain to Dasheng. If he said that he could not be a tier in his Martial Spirit Tower, he was afraid. No one believed him at all, and his position suddenly became extremely awkward.

With a sullen face, he snorted and walked away.

Hong Xing watched them escape, twisting his beard smiled: "The disgusting people are gone. Not only is the mood happy, even the air becomes clearer."

Mo Ting said to everyone, "You can disperse by yourself."

With that, a piece of brilliance lit up, covering Yang Qingxuan, and disappearing in place in a flash.

...

After a while, inside the Ferryman's Cangmo Island stronghold, a radiance fell silently without any notice.

Mo Ting and Yang Qingxuan appeared within Guanghui.

Mo Ting took out a key and handed it to him, saying, "This is the key to the secret room."

Yang Qingxuan took the key, looked at him in surprise, and asked: "How fast is your escape technique? From that desert island to here, it will take at least half a day to reach the normal speed, but you only take less than a quarter of an hour?"

Mo Ting smiled and said, "Isn't my martial soul light, the speed of light is naturally faster."

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked. He knew that the speed of light was 600,000 miles per second, and that he could blink three or four times in a second. The escape technique could reach the speed of light. Wouldn't it mean that there were one hundred and eight thousand miles in the blink of an eye?

"Haha, don't think too much. Light speed can move in short distances, but long distances are naturally impossible. According to legend, in the heyday of the Middle Ages, the Great Emperor Kong of the Demon Race who crushed an era can be blinked. Thousands of miles, this is already the pinnacle of escape, and it is no different from light. There are also strong people of the Kunpeng clan, who can reach 94,000 miles under spreading their wings, which is also a great power. I am worse than the two. Far."

Mo Ting said modestly.

But in Yang Qingxuan's ears, it was indescribable shock.

Mo Ting looked at him with a smile, and said, "With your talent, there is a great possibility of surpassing me in the future. Now you can take care of the injuries on your body first, I see your slap technique, and you have used the power of Gu Yao to the fullest. Extremely smart."

Yang Qingxuan sighed: "It's a coincidence, Ziyuan...Is she okay?"

Mo Ting pondered, and said: "About Ziyuan, let's talk about it after you get better. I still have some doubts that need to be clarified. But you can rest assured that she is fine at the moment."

Yang Qingxuan said: "That's all right, I will go to retreat for seven days. After seven days, you will tell me her news."

Mo Ting said: "Okay."

Yang Qingxuan took the key and entered the secret room directly.

Mo Ting watched the door of the secret room closed, with a dignified look on his plain face, and whispered to himself: "Who is that Zi Yuan? I won't be in a huge trouble, right? Now that you have agreed to Yang Qingxuan, you must help him to the end. The big deal is to resign from the position of the chief rudder of this generation. After all, you will not be able to bring trouble to the organization."

After speaking, the light flashed and disappeared in place.

...

After Yang Qingxuan entered the secret room, he didn't take a few steps before he spouted a mouthful of blood, and the breath on his body fell to the bottom.

In the sand gathering tower, all the yellow sand contains Chen Xiang's true essence and soul power. He forcibly gathers the sand and transforms, bringing Chen Xiang's true essence into his body, resulting in a strong rejection. At the same time, he used his martial spirit to slam into the opponent, and then was smashed and transformed by Chen Xiang's palm. If Mo Ting hadn't appeared in time, he would have fallen to death.

"Chen Xiang...Dasheng...you two husbands..."

Anger flashed in Yang Qingxuan's eyes, his emotions touched his internal injuries, and he spouted blood again.

Not daring to get angry anymore, hurriedly sat down cross-legged and adjusted his breath with both hands.

Suddenly, Hua Jieyu said in shock: "Yang Qingxuan, look at your chest!"

Yang Qingxuan had just stabilized his breath, opened his eyes and looked down at his chest. A star-like pattern appeared out of thin air, shining with stars.

"Ancient Star Seal!"

Yang Qingxuan's heart was shocked. This pattern was the secret method that Xuantianji printed on him to avoid the induction of the world and the earth. If Xuantianji dies, this secret method should disappear by itself, but now Wu appears, showing himself Xuan Tianji is really not dead.

His face was hard to look at.

Hua Jieyu said solemnly: "We have guessed that Xuantianji is not dead. This is not the point. The point is that he seems to be able to sense your position through this ancient seal."

Yang Qingxuan looked ugly and said, "Can this ancient seal be broken?"

Hua Jieyu said: "If you break it, you will be induced by the double ranking of heaven and earth. You are carrying two strong martial arts souls and a secret. If it is induced by the dual ranking, it will also be very troublesome."

Yang Qingxuan said, "I can't take care of this a lot. It's better to be induced by the double rankings than to be stared at by Xuantian Ji. The former is just troublesome, and the latter will kill you.

//No more today, good night everyone.