Chapter 0591 Prince Carter

A study in the villa, with retro-style decoration, has a refreshing fragrance before entering the nose.

There are a lot of calligraphy and paintings and antiquities hanging around, although Mo Fan doesn't know much about calligraphy and painting, he can still see some familiar words.

Wang Xizhi, Yan Zhenqing, Wu Daozi, Yan Liben and so on.

The works of these people are recognized as long gone in the world.

He remembered that there was an auction in his previous life where a copy of Wang Xizhi's peace post was sold for 300.8 million.

The fast snow in the Forbidden City of Taiwan, a national treasure-level cultural relic, is also a copy of the Tang Dynasty, not genuine.

If these genuine works are in the world, they can only be priceless if they are put up for auction!

However, there are so many of these priceless treasures here.

"Mr. Mo is also interested in these calligraphy and paintings?" Jiang Cheng handed Mo Fan a cup of tea, and asked curiously when he saw that Mo Fan was admiring the calligraphy and paintings.

"I'm just taking a casual look, what is the task this time?" Mo Fan took the teacup and said.

According to the previous agreement, except for the Immortal Mansion, the Dragon Group would easily not assign tasks to him, unless there were special circumstances.

"You're embarrassed to mention the task, everyone has been beaten away by you, what task are you performing? Long Ruoxue sat on a rosewood chair and said angrily.

What their dragon group has to do is generally something that the special forces can't do, so they go out.

The task that can invite Mo Fan is not an ordinary task.

Mo Fan finished his popularity, and he was embarrassed to say that he was angry with her.

In her opinion, Mo Fan is a complete big bastard.

Mo Fan smiled lightly, took a sip of the teacup, and didn't pay attention to the matter at the door at all.

"I wonder how much Mr. Mo knows about the temple?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Temple?" Mo Fan's eyes lifted slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Does this mission have anything to do with the temple?"

"Bastard, you know the temple. Long Ruoxue frowned.

Mo Fan didn't even know about the Huaxia Black List, but he actually knew about the temple, which was a bit unexpected for her.

"Yesterday if you abolished a temple, you killed two. Mo Fan said indifferently.

"It must be a low-level believer in the temple, right?" Long Ruoxue said disdainfully.

The abilities of the members of the temple are a little different from Huaxia, if they don't know about the temple, it is easy to suffer the first time, and the first time she dealt with the master of the temple, she was almost ......

Although Mo Fan is very powerful, in her opinion, she can only deal with low-level believers, and she will definitely suffer a big loss when she meets a high-level believer.

"One is called Loya, and the other is his mentor, I don't know what it's called. Mo Fan admired the calligraphy and painting, and said lightly.

"What?" Long Ruoxue stood up directly from the chair.

"Roya, the Sword of Judgment, and Kevin the Controller, were you killed?"

These two people died in Jiangnan last night, and their dragon group naturally knew about it, but they didn't expect to be killed by Mo Fan.

"You bastard wasn't judged by Roya's Sword of Judgment, or nailed to the ground by Kevin's Demon Slaying Nail?" Long Ruoxue asked, looking Mo Fan up and down.

These two people are very difficult existences, and their dragon group will also have a headache when they meet these two people.

"The sword of approval was cracked by me, and as for the demon slaying nails, they should all be on these two people. Mo Fan explained simply.

As soon as he said this, Jiang Cheng's brows suddenly froze, and he was as steady as him, and a different color appeared on his face.

Long Ruoxue's mouth was even more open, almost stuffing a goose egg.

"Impossible, how could the Sword of Approval be broken?" Long Ruoxue was surprised for a moment, and quickly shook her head, looking incredulous.

The Sword of Judgment is said to be a curse of the gods, and there is no solution at all.

One of the Buddhist predecessors of their dragon group was judged by the Sword of Judgment, and Shengsheng changed from a Buddhist Taoist master to a low-level believer of the temple, and all the innate peak cultivation was dispersed in the trial.

There are not a few such examples, unless Mo Fan is an immortal, how can it be lifted.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth raised slightly, and he walked next to Long Ruoxue, and the two of them frowned a little at Long Ruoxue.

Long Ruoxue's expression was stunned for a moment, a pair of big eyes blinked, and her face was cute.

"Bastard, what the hell did you stuff in the sea of old lady's knowledge?" After a moment, Long Ruoxue grabbed Mo Fan's collar and yelled.

Mo Fan was a little on her forehead, and she felt like there was a lot of mess in her head.

"Divine Thoughts?" Jiang Cheng said with a narrowing of his eyes.

"Well, these are two secret methods, the Split God Finger, the next time you encounter the two fingers of the Sword of Judgment, you can dismantle, the blade of the contract, similar to the Sword of Judgment, the person who is cut will become your servant, otherwise you will be punished by the contract. Mo Fan explained.

Long Ruoxue's speech is not likable, but she belongs to the kind of knife-mouthed tofu heart.

Long Ruoxue protected him so much at the door, he was naturally not a stingy person, and these two secret methods were regarded as rewards for Long Ruoxue.

This kind of secret method is unthinkable to others, and it is just easy for him to come by.

Long Ruoxue's eyes suddenly opened, and she was stunned for a moment.

"Bastard, are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

Mo Fan didn't answer, just smiled and put the empty teacup on the table.

"Ruoxue, why don't you go and make tea for Mr. Mo?" Jiang Cheng reminded with a smile.

Secret methods and other things, each of which is priceless, although the secret method of cracking the Sword of Judgment is not as good as the secret method of lifting the cage of ten thousand annihilations, it can still cause countless sects to fight, after all, the Sword of Judgment has been feared for too long, and no one has cracked it.

Mo Fan gave away two at once, and even he was a little envious.

"Hmph, count yourself interesting, wait, the old lady will wash her hands first. Long Ruoxue snorted coldly and went out like a cat that had been stepped on its tail.

"I'm here this time to ask for some information about the temple, what kind of power this temple is. Mo Fan's face was calm, and he said to Jiang Cheng.

"The temple has only risen for hundreds of years, and the founder is a group of adventurers who found a place called Mount Kinabalu according to a treasure map, and also got the inheritance inside, which is why the current temple is here. ”

"It is said that there is an altar on the sacred mountain that can get the gifts of the gods, and people who have experienced penance can get special abilities at the altar fifty percent, even if they don't get special abilities, their strength will go to the next level, because of the existence of the sacred mountain, the power of the temple has grown rapidly, and it is not obvious in China, and there are tens of millions of believers in the temple in Europe, many of which are princes and nobles with deep backgrounds. Jiang Cheng explained.

Rao is their dragon group has existed in China for thousands of years, and now it is not as good as the temple.

"Oh?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then unfolded again.

The process of gaining power is nothing more than the process of awakening the sleeping power in the body through rituals.

If he had enough materials, he could build one of these altars as well.

"How much do you know about the Temple Prince?" Mo Fan asked.

He had come mainly for the Prince of the Temple.

Hearing Mo Fan mention this name, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly sank, and his eyes were full of solemnity.

"You mean Carter, Prince of the Temple?"

"If there was only one prince in the temple, it would be him. Mo Fan said lightly.

At this time, Long Ruoxue walked in after washing her hands, and when she heard Mo Fan's words, her willow eyebrows suddenly froze.

"Big bastard, you're not going to mess with this Prince Carter, are you?"