Chapter 630: The Decadent Thinker

In ancient times, hundreds of tribes coexisted, and the White Bone Clan belonged to one of the hundred tribes, and the human race also belonged to it. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But at that time, the White Bone Race and the Human Race were not two races that were friendly to each other, and even the hundred races in the world at that time, except for a very few, the other races were not friendly to the Terran race.

This unfriendliness is manifested in their ability to treat the Terrans as food, as ingredients for elixirs, and even as pets and playthings.

Although Scholar Mo had come here thousands of years ago, he had also lived in such an ancient era, so he didn't have much affection for races such as the White Bone Clan.

Xiao Yong could see that his favor was lacking, and he did not hide him, and said: "In Anle City, he was plotted by someone, lost his flesh and blood, and was turned into a bone man. ”

"Bone man?" Scholar Mo's eyes turned cold: "You have become a slave of the White Bone Clan?"

Xiao Yong explained: "If it weren't for my secret skills, I wouldn't have escaped that ending. ”

"If not...... It is difficult to escape......" is to escape, and Mo Shusheng then also understood why Xiao Yong could have the exercises of the White Bone Clan.

They were not able to be turned into slaves by the White Bone Clan, but the bones were obtained, and in places like Anle City, they could get the corresponding rewards when they finally left, and the reward they received was the exercises of the White Bone Clansmen who could practice magic weapons such as the Soul Ball.

Mo Shusheng's mind was opened, and although Xiao Yong has returned to his human form, the bone characteristics of his expression cannot be changed, so he is indeed not suitable for any sect and young sect.

And if it was in his era, even if Xiao Yong managed to return to the body of the human race, he might be forced to give up this extremely talented body.

Thinking of that era, Mo Shusheng sighed.

"Junior, do you know why I came to this Fallen Soul Palace?" Scholar Mo's voice was faint, as if sighing lightly, as if he sighed: "The sect has encountered a big crisis, and the traitors among the hundreds of clans and human races in the world, I don't know who they have listened to, and they actually believe that there are divine objects in our Mo Sect that command the hundred clans. ”

Because of such a rumor, Mozong was surrounded by traitors from the Bai clan and the human race in the world.

At that time, the Mo Sect was extremely strong, and in the face of such a siege, it could still stand, but it could only remain undefeated, and the heavy losses in the sect were something that the Mo scholars were unwilling to recall.

It was also because of such a heavy loss that Mozong chose to close the mountain gate and completely isolate it from the outside world.

While making such a choice, the Mo Sect also made other plans, such as sending those outstanding disciples out of the Mo Sect and letting them grow outside.

"The closure of the sect is completely closed, and in order to maintain that complete isolation, resources are consumed all the time, and if we stay in the sect, the cultivation resources will inevitably be very lacking. ”

Without resources, even the talented and evil children are difficult to grow up, and the practice of Mozong at that time was also a last resort.

Obviously, Mo Shusheng was one of the outstanding disciples who were sent out of the Mo Sect at that time, and he lived up to his outstanding name, from the realm of painting when he came out of the sect, he cultivated step by step to the realm of the current avatar.

It's just that the realm of transformation was really not too high in ancient times, at least it couldn't solve the crisis of the Mo Sect.

It just so happened that the ink scholar heard the legend of the Falling Soul Bell, so he came to the Falling Soul Palace in this Falling Soul Sea to look for the Falling Soul Bell, and then he was trapped here for thousands of years as soon as he came.

"For thousands of years here, plus thousands of years of climbing to the realm of transformation, Shu has not returned to the sect for tens of thousands of years......

Scholar Mo missed Mo Zong, so he looked at Xiao Yong and asked, "What is your name?" Would you like to tell Shu about the current appearance of Mo Zong?"

Xiao Yong sighed lightly, and said truthfully: "My name is Xiao Yong, I used to be a young sect of the sect, but I was not the young sect of the Mo Sect, but the young sect of the Zhihua Sect, because ...... Mo Zong is long gone. ”

The Zhihua Sect is also in a state of mountain closure now, and if it weren't for the existence of Qiushui Tianxin, the current situation of the Zhihua Sect may not be as good as the Mozong that closed the mountain at the beginning.

After all, the original Mo Sect was an all-round crushing of the Zhihua Sect, and the alliance between the Bai clan and the human traitors in the world was not as good as the alliance concluded by the sects in the world.

In this way, Mo Shusheng listened to it, but what echoed in his ears was the shocking news that "Mo Sect is no longer there" that stunned him.

"Mo Zong...... The Mo Sect is gone, how can the Mo Sect be gone?"

Xiao Yong saw this, didn't bother, didn't do anything else, stayed quietly aside, and waited for Scholar Mo to recover from this shocking news.

I don't know how much time has passed, anyway, Scholar Mo has changed from a rather elegant middle-aged scholar to a decadent middle-aged uncle.

Also changing was the voice of the ink scholar, which was naturally also weak, and he said in such a voice: "Zhihua Sect...... Is the Zhihua Sect the Zhihua Sect the Zhihua Sect that knows the art of painting?"

Xiao Yong nodded, and added: "Zhihua Jue is not called Zhihua Jue now, it has been renamed and changed to Modian Jue." ”

The Ink Hall Technique of the Zhihua Sect is an incomplete exercise, and many key parts are missing from it, so that this exercise is not very popular in the Zhihua Sect.

Basically, except for the Ink Palace, few people in the entire Zhihua Sect cultivated it, of course, that was before, since Xiao Yong saw the picture scroll left by the predecessors of the Ink Hall from the ancestor of Gong Jiudie, and realized the complete Ink Palace Recipe from it, and the level of this Ink Palace Recipe suddenly increased.

In this way, the Qiushui Tianxin who created his own exercises should be used for reference, not to mention others.

Xiao Yong believes that when he returns to the Painting Sect in the future, he will find that there are many more people who have cultivated the Ink Palace.

"Is the ink hall trick?" Scholar Mo showed a look of reminiscence, because the main hall of the Mo Sect was called the Ink Palace.

After reminiscing, the ink scholar asked about the situation of the Zhihua Sect, and Xiao Yong talked about everything one by one.

As he spoke, Xiao Yong also missed it, and he was the one who knew the painting sect and the people who were in the knowledge painting sect.

A depressed person, a longing person, because of the topic of Mozong and Zhihua Sect, gradually got acquainted with each other and gradually became friends.

Since they are friends, Xiao Yong also revealed his current identity.

"Brother Mo, I...... betrayed the Zhihua Sect," the words gave Mo Shusheng a face full of shock, and Xiao Yong gave him an even more shocking stimulus.

"I joined the Interception Immortal Ridge, and now I am the deputy general of the Interception Immortal Ridge. ”

"Intercepting Immortal Ridge, a traitor of the human race?" Scholar Mo turned pale, and then there was a guess: "You want to destroy Intercepting Immortal Ridge?"

If Xiao Yong really betrayed the Zhihua Sect, Qiushui Tianxin, who could shock the alliance of the world's sects with his own existence, would still leave the sect leader Yu Pei on Xiao Yong's body?