The crisis in the Middle Netherworld was solved so easily, without even damaging a single soldier, and today's 600,000 troops were only blown back a few steps by the wind and returned to the hidden capital.

Mo Wen declined the banquet of the Emperor of the Middle Underworld, and returned to the inn with a group of people from the Snow Country, of course, the accompanying army was still stationed in the barracks.

Originally, it was an exciting thing for the barbarians to retreat without a fight, but the piece of paper that Mo Wen found in the end brought countless questions to everyone, why the barbarians chose to fight hard in the Jingtian River.

"I didn't expect the barbarians to run away, don't ask! They must have an ambush when we let us go to Jingtianhe, so we must not be fooled. Xue Wuyue first broke the peace in the house and revealed the thoughts in her heart to Mo Wen.

"Well, I know that this incident reveals a lot of abnormalities, you guys go back first, I want to think about it. Mo Wen looked at the people in the room in a daze, and knew that they were caring about themselves, and now they couldn't think of the result for a while, so he let them leave to rest.

"By the way, Sister Yanxia stays, I have something I want to discuss with you. Suddenly, remembering something, Mo Wen hurriedly came out, and forcibly stopped Du Yanxia with the inexplicable gaze of Yun Yun and Xue Wuyue.

Seeing Du Yanxia doing it face to face with herself, Mo Wen pondered his words for a while, and said pleadingly, "Sister Yanxia, you should know that I am going to open an academy."

"Oh, I know, the real person stopped me and was ready to let me go to your academy to work?" As soon as Mo Wen's words came out, Du Yanxia, who had been known for her intelligence since childhood, understood Mo Wen's intentions.

"Well, yes, it's not just Sister Yanxia, I want you to join my academy with all your disciples"

"My disciples, my disciples are not in the academy, I can teach them, they are monks, and they don't need to learn poetry and songs. When Du Yanxia heard what Mo Wen said, her expression became a little confused, but she still looked at Mo Wen sincerely.

"It's not about learning poetry and songs, my academy is not just about teaching poetry and songs," Mo Wen drank a glass of water and moistened his throat, and then explained to Du Yanxia, "The academy I am going to establish is to teach cultivation, literature, and life, and everyone will learn different classes every day, and everyone can come here to study." By the way, my exercises will also be taught in the academy."

Du Yanxia was stunned by Mo Wen's words, she never thought that anyone would want to do such a thing, in her understanding, cultivation is cultivation, monks only need to know words, how can they learn other things when time is so precious. With the constraints of the door rules, as long as people follow the rules, they will naturally be people. But Mo Wen actually wants to teach others how to behave, which is not something that ordinary people can come up with.

Ending the cranky thinking in her mind, Du Yanxia did not refute what Mo asked, but asked the biggest question in her heart: "Do you want to teach all the exercises you can get in the academy?"

"That's right, I want to popularize cultivation and no longer let good exercises be monopolized."

"Then do you know what you're going to face?" After the last "real person" was finished, Du Yanxia sat up straight, staring at Mo Wen intently, with a serious face.

Mo Wen heard Du Yanxia's inquiry, and said without thinking, "It's that they don't know what to face!"

Du Yanxia heard Mo Qian's answer, pondered for a long time, and then got up and left slowly. Just as she walked to the door, Du Yanxia turned her head and showed a smile.

"We're waiting for your teaching, real person. ”

When Du Yanxia first started to call Mo Wen "real person", she was shocked by Mo Wen's strong strength, but after this "real person", Du Yanxia expressed her boundless respect for Mo Wen.

Mo Wen saw Du Yanxia's fairy-like smiling face at this time, and remembered a lyric in his heart, "The rose that is shy to answer, open quietly", and even Du Yanxia's answer was almost not heard.

After Du Yanxia left, Mo Wen began to sort out what had happened recently.

There are too many doubts in Mo Wen's opinion recently, why the barbarians can accurately find their route to the hidden capital, why the other survivors are all dead, why the barbarians will flee, why there are so many pills in the hands of the barbarians, is there something wrong with Yun Yun, but if I don't make a move at that time, Yun Yun will definitely die, and how do the barbarians know that I will save Yun Yun? Everything is like a fog that shrouds Mo Wen's heart, lingering for a long time.

Until late at night, Mo Wen didn't clear his thoughts, so he put them aside and began to cultivate seriously, Mo Wen believed that one day these questions would come to light.

Early the next morning, when the sky was just slightly bright, Mo Wen woke up from his cultivation, left a letter in the room, and flew to the Jingtian River alone, whether there was a conspiracy or not, Mo Wen must deal with this group of barbarians, and the others are better to be steady, Mo Wen After two major battles, he believes that he has no opponents in Lingzhou.

............

On the top of a high mountain, a man and a lion stood on it, and the two hideous figures were surrounded by clouds and mist, which made people unpredictable.

"You're not afraid that they'll trouble you?" the beast's roar echoed through the mist.

"Can I blame him for being killed? He doesn't belong here, I can't command him. The man who spoke was a barbarian.

"Then why do you want the barbarians to retreat, the people of my demon clan have already gathered in the Broken Burial Mountain, how did you let the barbarians retreat, are you afraid? That's right, the barbarians are all dead, and you are not much stronger than the barbarian brakes."

"Don't play this kind of agitation, your brother also died with the barbarian......... Don't go to the Broken Burial Mountain, go back to the Jingtianhe, let's not scare those people first."

"Then listen to you, by the way, why are you willing to come out of there?"

"I've been hiding all my life, I'm not angry at all, I should always come out, there is no spirit saint in Lingzhou now" Suddenly a strong aura fluctuated on the barbarian's body.

"You—you're going to take that step? I see. No wonder you don't care about them."

The voices grew quieter and quieter, and finally the voices of the two men, along with their figures, were completely enveloped in the surrounding fog.

............

Mo Wen's flying speed is very fast, if he doesn't have an extremely strong body, ordinary people are afraid that they will be directly bombed by the terrifying wind pressure at this speed, and Mo Wen, who is fully open, only took half a day to appear next to Jingtianhe.

What caught my eye was the countless wounded of the Jianghe Sect, none of the Jianghe Sect disciples stationed here were not injured when they were not injured, and when Mo Wen arrived here, the disciples of the Jianghe Sect were gathering the people who had died in battle on the ground.

Hurriedly walked forward, took out the healing pill that was already left on his body and handed it to a Jianghe Sect disciple who was moving the corpse in front of him, Mo Wen took out the Snow Country Token and asked out loud, "Why are you suffering so many casualties, didn't you call for reinforcements, you look like you're leaving?"

The Jianghe Sect disciple saw the Snow Country Token in Mo Wen's hand, and patiently explained, "At the beginning, we retreated here, and it was difficult to hold the attacking barbarian army, and then we notified the countries on the Jingtian River, with the help of their reinforcements, we were basically about to defeat the barbarian army ashore here, but yesterday suddenly a group of barbarian armies came, and we fought with them, and when the reinforcements of various countries were all wiped out, and our Jianghe Sect lost several Spirit Sect elders, we can withstand it, and now we must evacuate again, otherwise the barbarian army will be wiped out if it attacks again." ”

After explaining to Mo Wen, the Jianghe Sect disciple made a gesture and continued to move the corpse on the ground.

"Barbarian!" roared angrily in his heart, Mo asked no nonsense, and flew towards the Jingtian River again.

When Mo Wen entered a dense forest, suddenly nine winds suddenly came to Mo Wen from the forest, "Huh? As soon as a thought flashed in his heart, nine terrifying demon beasts carried a terrifying wind towards Mo Wen.

A trace of disdain flashed in Mo Wen's eyes, the barbarians and demon beasts were indeed brainless goods, and they rushed towards the demon beasts attacking below with the spear in their hands.

"Breaking the Army Gun - Breaking the Dragon"

The golden dragon formed by the "Wild Dragon Break" opened its fierce mouth and swooped straight at the nine demon shadows.

"Brush!"

Suddenly, nine demon shadows fell from the sky to the ground, and Mo Wen followed closely with a gun. The revolver went straight through the body of a monster and plunged into the ground.

"Hmm, something is wrong, how do you feel that there is no substance?" Mo Wen did not encounter any resistance when the revolver in his hand pierced in.

At the same time, in another part of this dense forest, nine blood-nourishing demon beasts stood beside a barbarian, and the lion beast led by them said sharply, "Priest, you have no problem with this formation, but the nine of us used our bodies to take a shot from that person before introducing him into your formation, don't make a mistake." That man's strength is terrifying, and all nine of us have been seriously injured together!"

"Don't worry, this set of spiritual maps was taught to me by the king himself, and it is the ancestral method of our barbarians. Now the people in Lingzhou have definitely never seen it" The barbarian man known as the priest replied in an understated tone as if he was in control of the overall situation, but his eyes stared at Mo Wen deadly.

"It's good if you can be sure, we don't have the strength of the Spirit Sect's Nine Grades!" Licking his wounds, the lion beast said reassuringly.

Mo Wen had already checked all the nine demon beasts, all of them had no entities, and it seemed that the surrounding dense forests were all without entities, no matter how Mo Wen went, they were all spinning in place.

"It feels like a labyrinth. Could this be a formation? There are also formations in this world?" Mo Wen tried many methods but couldn't get out of this place, and suddenly remembered the knowledge in his mind.

"Since it's a formation, it can definitely be broken!"

Mo Wen once again transformed the three spiritual powers into fusion spiritual powers, and the golden red battle suit appeared on Mo Wen's body, inserted the revolver gun into the ground, and drew out the Bailin sword.

"Breaking the Army Gun Code - Lore Kill"

"Lingyun Sword Sutra - Dragon Teng Snow Wave"

Mo Wen raised his sword and stabbed, and the galloping figure turned into a galloping ice dragon, accompanied by countless ice and snow waves, rising into the sky, this ice dragon was also covered with golden-red aura under the blessing of Mo Wen's gold-red battle suit, and the two completely different attribute colors made this ice dragon full of different beauty.

"Boom"

The huge ice dragon soared into the sky and crashed into the Lingtu Enchantment, and in an instant, the enchantment was like glass, full of cracks, and then fell into the air piece by piece.

A ray of light fell from the sky, illuminating Mo Wen's slowly emerging figure. Mo Wen looked at the one person and nine beasts in front of him, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he smiled slightly, "Thank you for your hospitality, it's my turn now"

"Snow Falls on the Nine Poles"

"Impossible, how can you forcibly break this spirit map!"

The flickering figure, the white and bloody long sword, was the last thing that this human and nine beasts could see before they died.