The black-haired boy was suspended in the air, undisguised his killing intent.

He is not a real person, but a special life condensed by aura, very similar to Canglan, but much higher than Canglan.

Mo Liuli explained: "Grandpa Shu, he is my best friend, he has a pure character, and he will never betray us!"

The black-haired boy sneered: "Eight hundred years ago, the former Holy Son of Momen had a group of excellent friends, and they joined forces to establish Taiping Haicheng, but some chose to betray and take refuge in the Six Holy Lands, which led to the leakage of the matter of overseas establishment of the sect, the Holy Son was killed in battle, Haicheng was knocked down into the trench, and I had no choice but to move the void, and I was injured and injured!"

"To prevent a recurrence of the tragedy, this person must be!"

Mo Liuli's face stiffened, and he quickly explained: "Grandpa Shu, Ye Xuan will not take refuge in the Six Holy Lands, because his master is the Kun Demon fifty years ago, and the Six Holy Lands are eager to kill him and scatter his bones and ashes!"

"What, your master is the Kun Demon who ransacked the world!"

The black-haired boy's killing intent decreased, but his eyes were still vigilant: "Speaking of which, I also want to thank your master." If he hadn't weakened the power of the Twelve Sects of the Six Holy Lands in one fell swoop, their strength tentacles would definitely extend overseas, and Liuli would definitely be struggling!"

Ye Xuan arched his hand, neither humble nor arrogant: "Senior, good senior, in Xia Ye Xuan, the family teacher Lingkun Venerable, not called Kun Demon!"

"My name is the Magician, the Instrument Spirit of Ink City!" the Magician explained to himself.

The atmosphere was slightly softened.

Mo Liuli hit the railroad while it was hot: "Grandpa Shu, Ye Xuan is really good, and he also gave me a lot of gifts, you must like it!"

"Hmph, I've lived for more than 2,000 years, and I haven't seen any treasures, what are the rarities!" the sorcerer was rather disdainful.

Mo Liuli smiled mysteriously and took out two ironwood boxes from the ink fountain.

As soon as the box is opened!

The sorcerer glanced at it disdainfully, and then the whole person was not calm.

"Drawing models!! these are all models that we lost before, weren't they taken away by the Six Holy Lands!"

Ye Xuan explained: "The family teacher ransacked the world and collected a lot of mechanism models, and we were useless, so I borrowed flowers and offered the Buddha to Liuli, which can be regarded as returning the thing to its original owner!"

The sorcerer trembled with excitement, and finally let out a long sigh of relief, bowed his head and apologized:

"I was reckless just now, I was offended, and I hope Haihan!"

Ye Xuan nodded with a smile.

Mo Liuli was surprised, the magician is a magic weapon spirit, although it has declined, but he is very proud in his bones, and he has never seen him bow his head. Now that he can put down his face and apologize to a junior, it shows the weight of Ye Xuan's two boxes of gifts, and it also shows that he accepted Ye Xuan.

"Actually, I brought Ye Xuan over today, there is actually an important matter!"

Mo Liuli's eyes were determined, and he made up his mind.

"What's the matter!"

Ye Xuan, the sorcerers asked in unison.

Mo Liuli said slowly: "From today on, I will give up my identity as the Holy Son of Momen and be replaced by Ye Xuan!"

"What the hell!" the sorcerer immediately burst into a rage.

"Liuli, what are you doing!" Ye Xuan was also shocked.

Mo Liuli said firmly: "I've been thinking about it for a long time, my ability is shallow, and I can't pick up the rejuvenation beam at all." Now that the Six Holy Lands have been born, I can't even defeat their Holy Son, so how can I revive Momen!"

"I don't agree, I don't agree! This kid is an outsider after all, and you are the one I look up to!"

Mo Liuli persuaded: "Grandpa Shu, now is not the time to make prejudices, I already feel that you can't hold it anymore, you have been in exile for two thousand years, the Holy City has reached the brink of collapse, only a person who is great enough can turn the tide!"

"I believe that Ye Xuan is that great person. Look at him, is there anyone in the world who is better than him? In his early twenties, he has a dual cultivation of soul and martial arts, and he is all a sevenfold heaven. One person faced the world, which terrified the sects of the world, and when the gods were in ruins, they even killed the martial gods, giving us a bad breath of Momen!"

The sorcerer was silent!

Ye Xuan said: "Liuli, it's not necessary!"

"No, it's necessary!" Mo Liuli held Ye Xuan's hand: "Ye Xuan, although our Momen has long since declined, we still have a bit of heritage, needless to say, this holy city still has Mo Sheng's perception in the hands of Grandpa Shu." If you can become a saint in the future, these things are essential!"

Ye Xuan looked at Mo Liuli in a daze, with tears in her eyes, revealing a sense of helplessness and bitterness, as well as a strong expectation and hope!

Looking up at the sky, Ye Xuan found that the gorgeous twenty-four-story merit pagoda above his head was crumbling, about to disappear and become invisible. This means that he is about to get a treasure and use up all his luck!

It turns out that this city is the great opportunity in the master's mouth, and it is indeed the treasure that surpasses the innate White Emperor.

Because the Holy City of Ink is a magic weapon that surpasses the magic weapon of the Extreme Dao, this is the end of the magic weapon system!

Taking martial cultivation as an example, there are a total of ten cultivation realms!

Strengthen the body, easy tendons, forging bones, mercury blood, five organs, cranial transformation, unity of spirit and flesh, integration, immortal golden pill. and the Final Realm, the Holy Order!

The gap between the Ninth Order and the Holy Order was incomparably huge, even more exaggerated than the gap between the First Order and the Ninth Order. Most monks begin to preach at the peak of the ninth order, and if they succeed in preaching, they are true saints, and if they fail to preach, but they have a part of the power of the holy order, they are sub-saints, also known as false saints!

What Yasheng refines is the Extreme Dao magic weapon, whether it is the Qiankun Oven, the Big Dipper Star Pavilion, the Hanhai Dragon Ship, the Great Thousand Purple Xia Realm, or the Kunxu Sword, they are all at this level.

What the true saint refines is the magic weapon of enlightenment, which contains the complete Tao of the saint and is blessed by heaven and earth. The Ink Cultivator Holy City, the Primordial Demon Palace, the Thunder Sound Pure Land, and the Instruments of the Six Holy Lands are all at this level.

The city under his feet, although it is still dilapidated, is still a magic weapon in essence, and the Tao of the Mo Sage is hidden inside, with Ye Xuan's qualifications, if he can attain enlightenment, it is impossible to preach the true sage, but it is still ironclad to become a sub-sage.

I have to say that Mo Liuli sent a great opportunity!

"Ye Xuan, you agree to take over the position of the Holy Son!" Mo Liuli was full of anticipation.

"I refuse!"

Ye Xuan refused.

Mo Liuli felt a pain in her heart, and she was so anxious that she wanted to shed tears.

Ye Xuan pinched her soft cheeks and said with a smile: "I won't take over as the Holy Son of Momen, because I want to be the head of Momen!"

Teach the Momen!

Mo Liuli was shocked in his heart, and then wondered: "Why! There are only a few people left in Momen, what is the difference between being the head of the sect and being the Holy Son!"

The cultivator had a cold face and explained: "There are many differences between this, to put it bluntly, it is a matter of authority! The Holy Son can observe the Ink Saint's perception at most, and if he succeeds to the position of the head of the sect, he will be able to completely control the entire Ink City and be on an equal footing with me!"

"Boy, you can't see it! Your appetite isn't ordinary!"

Ye Xuan smiled and said, "The seniors have won the prize! I just don't want to be inferior to others." Besides, if you want me to revive Momen, you should always give me enough encouragement!"

The sorcerer sneered: "Boy, although Momen has been lonely for two thousand years, not everyone can be bullied. Even if I die, I have to die standing up, and you don't want to succeed as the head of the Momen sect as an outsider!"

"Then what if I can repair the Holy City of the Ink Scholar and let the Ink Gate regain its medieval glory?" Ye Xuan said confidently.

"Hahaha!"

The sorcerer laughed heartily: "Who are you coaxing for? You must know that the Holy Sons of the past generations only dare to say that they will rebuild the Momen, and no one can say that they will restore the heyday of the Middle Ages!

"This is where my faith comes from!"

Ye Xuan spread out his palm, revealing a silver silk ink hook jade!

This is the treasure of the Su family, twenty years ago, the Su family rebelled, and this hook jade fell into the hands of his grandfather, and then was obtained by Ye Xuan.

The sorcerer looked up and down, and couldn't help but wonder: "What is this, it's made very delicate, but if you expect him to repair Mocheng, it's a joke!"

Mo Liuli was also curious: "Ye Xuan, what is this, you can explain it!"

Ye Xuan smiled: "This is actually a key, and it's only one half. It can open the treasure house of the Su family in Jiangnan, where is there a treasure......"

Ye Xuan narrated it eloquently and explained the key points clearly!

The more Mo Liuli listened, the brighter her beautiful eyes became, and she seemed to see the hope of Momen's revival.

Even the Cultivator nodded from time to time, acknowledging that this small Magatama Key had the potential to restore Ink City.

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