Peerless God Lord

Yuntian Sect.

Mo Ling returned to the stone palace where he lived, feeling very excited.

The recovery of his soul brought back most of his self-confidence.

"Master, I still don't know your name?"

In the stone hall, Mo Ling solemnly placed the giant ax in front of him and asked in a low voice.

"My surname is Su, and my last name is Mo!" Su Mo said.

Mo Ling nodded. He thought about it carefully and found that he had never heard of this name. At least, there was no such name among the Wu clan.

"Master, why are you in this giant axe?" Mo Ling continued to ask.

"As a teacher, I have no choice but to live here for the time being!" Su Mo did not elaborate.

"Understood!" Mo Ling nodded, guessing in his mind that his master might have some unavoidable reasons.

Or something like that.

However, I don’t know what level of master the master is. Is he more powerful than the master of their Yuntian Sect? Is he really a Taoist master?

"Disciple, since you have become my master's disciple, you must expand your horizons and take a longer-term view. The small Yuntian Sect is just your starting point." Su Mo said in a deep voice. .

The reason why he accepted this person as his disciple was, firstly, to stay behind the scenes, and secondly, because his talent was indeed very strong.

According to his observation, this boy's talent is astonishing, his soul is extraordinary, which he has never seen before, and he also has a special bloodline, which he has never seen before.

In short, it is conservatively estimated that Mo Ling's talent is no worse than that of Zi Xiao, Ba Shiyu, Ji Hailan and others.

"Master...Master, what do you mean?" Mo Ling was shocked. He didn't have any lofty ambitions.

At the moment, his dream is to regain his full strength, and secondly, to step into the realm of creation in the future and become an elder of the Yuntian Sect like his father.

As for higher levels, he has never thought about it, and he doesn't dare to think about it.

Because in the Heavenly Soul Source Realm, the hierarchy system suppresses the Wu clan. It is as difficult to step into the Tao realm as it is for a mortal to ascend to the sky.

The leader of their Yuntian Sect, who was a generation of genius, has been practicing for who knows how many years, and now he is only at the Great Creation Realm.

Every once in a while, Yuntian Sect will offer resources, treasures, and a part of the soul power of the strong ones in the Creation Realm to the Soul Clan.

This kind of huge pressure, let alone stepping into the Dao realm, can maintain the cultivation level in the Creation realm, which is considered very good.

"What I mean is that you have to overcome obstacles and lead the Martial Clan to rise." Su Mo said indifferently.

He did not mention the Soul Clan. Although Mo Ling has a good character, there is no guarantee that he will not be loyal to the Soul Clan.

"ah!"

Mo Ling was shocked when he heard this. Leading the Martial Clan to rise?

This goal is too ambitious!

He has never had such an idea, nor dared to think about it.

"Mo Ling, the Wu tribe is just the lowest race in the Heavenly Soul Origin Realm. They are oppressed and exploited not only by the Soul tribe, but also by several other races. Don't you want to resist?" Su Mo asked.

"I...!" Mo Ling was suddenly speechless.

Resist?

He doesn't have this kind of thoughts, and basically all the people from the Wu clan don't have this kind of thoughts.

Because the Soul Clan has ruled the Heavenly Soul Source World for too long, and the strict hierarchy is like an iron wall.

Resist?

Anyone who resisted would have been killed long ago.

A long, long time ago, batch after batch was killed and cleaned continuously.

In his heart, and even in the hearts of everyone in Yuntian Sect, they have been deeply imprinted in their minds since they were born.

This imprint is that the soul clan is the chosen clan, the master, the master, and the god they will always look up to.

You cannot resist, you cannot disobey, you cannot betray.

"Slavery, it seems that the servility of your martial clan has been deeply imprinted in your mind, and your kneecaps have long been shattered!"

Seeing Mo Ling's silence, Su Ling sighed softly.

It's not that he despises Mo Ling, because this is normal. If a race is enslaved for several years, it will definitely have a desire to resist.

However, if you are enslaved by others for thousands of years, or even millions, tens of millions, or even longer.

Then, people of this race will be spiritually enslaved.

The servility will be deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and it will be difficult to resist.

Life after life, generation after generation, I have been a slave and a servant, and I dare not resist!

"Master...Master, our Martial Clan is too weak. There are also Jing Clan, Vampire Clan, Demon Clan, and Thunder Clan above us. We can't resist!" Mo Ling said with a trembling voice.

Not to mention resisting the Soul Clan, even confronting the Jing Clan, which is one level above them, is something no one from the Martial Clan dares to imagine.

"Weak? Then become stronger!"

Su Mo snorted coldly, his voice like thunder exploding in Mo Ling's mind, and continued: "It seems that the first thing I want to teach you is not to improve your strength, but to connect your kneecap and let you stand again. Get up and become a real man, a man who stands upright."

Mo Ling shivered. Although he did not feel any aura from his master, it was a kind of deterrence in his will and a fear that penetrated into his soul.

"Master, brother...disciple, please obey the teachings!" Mo Ling lowered his head and said.

"Um!"

Su Mo was very satisfied. Although Mo Ling was servile and even a little cowardly, as long as he could change and have determination, nothing would be a problem.

Suddenly, at this moment, there was a burst of shouting outside the hall.

"Senior Brother Mo Ling, I wonder how you can accept my challenge?"

A thick voice, like thunder on the ground, sounded outside the hall.

When Mo Ling heard this, he immediately frowned, his face full of anger.

The person outside the hall is Yin Shuang, the second disciple of Yuntian Sect, who has always wanted to replace him as the eldest disciple.

Therefore, I have always wanted to challenge him. If I defeat him, I can become the great disciple in substance and name.

Being a top disciple in Yuntian Sect has many benefits, such as high status, many resources, and priority on various matters.

However, for so long, he has been procrastinating and not accepting the challenge, because he has not regained his strength and will undoubtedly lose.

"Senior Brother Mo Ling, you have been trying to shirk me over and over again. Don't you even have the courage to fight with your junior brother?"

The voice outside the hall sounded again, containing ridicule, saying: "My dear senior brother, have you become a loser now? You are actually a loser, then give up your identity as senior brother, you are not worthy!"

Listening to the shouts outside the palace, Mo Ling clenched his fists and the veins on his forehead bulged, showing the anger in his heart.

Seeing this, Su Mo sighed inwardly. Although this boy had good cultivation, his character was still too bad and he couldn't help but provoke him.

Also, people who have not experienced many trials cannot have a rock-like mind.

"Do you want to defeat him?"

Su Mo's voice sounded in Mo Lin's mind again.

"I want to! But... the disciple's strength has not been restored yet, and the power of the law cannot be used!" Mo Ling said with a lonely face.

"My teacher can help you recover now!" Su Mo said.

"Now...now?" Mo Ling's heart was shocked, and his eyes widened immediately. What kind of powerful person is his master? Is he omnipotent?

"The power of law is invisible and qualityless, but in fact, in everyone's soul, there is a crystal of law. This crystal of law is also invisible and qualityless, and the warrior himself cannot detect it; when the Tao Heart collapses, the crystal of law Dissipate; however, re-condensing the Law Crystal is not worth mentioning as a teacher!" Su Mo said calmly.

"Master, please take action!" Mo Ling suddenly said excitedly.

Originally, he thought that even if this master was very powerful, if he wanted to restore the power of his hair, he would still need many treasures and it would take a lot of effort.

Unexpectedly, I can recover now. What kind of ability is this!

"Did you comprehend the power of the two laws of thunder and fire?" Su Mo asked, because at the beginning, he used the power of the rules of the Tao tree to explore part of the opponent's memory, so he had some understanding of Mo Ling's cultivation.

However, he only explored a small part of it, but since he has accepted the other party as his disciple, he naturally can no longer explore arbitrarily.

"Yes, Master!" Mo Ling nodded.

"Um!"

Su Mo hummed softly, and followed Mo Ling's arm with his will, rushing directly into the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, Mo Ling's body shook violently, and his eyes were as big as copper bells.

because!

He recovered!

In just an instant, his power of law was restored, and his soul could easily perceive and mobilize the power of law.

too fast!

It was over before he was ready!

"this……!"

Mo Ling no longer knew what to say. He only had one thought in his mind: Master is so awesome! Master is so awesome!

As for how powerful it is, he has no idea how powerful it is.

"Okay, recovered!"

Su Mo's will withdrew from Mo Ling's sea of ​​consciousness and continued: "Go out and deal with him! This battle is the beginning for you to get rid of your servility and truly stand up. Remember, you can die when you join my sect, but you cannot kneel!"