"Good morning, everyone. Mo Yan walked into the restaurant in a good mood, and casually greeted the people who were a little embarrassed before.

Unexpectedly, today's breakfast was cooked by Han Ling, who seemed to have "killed a lot of people", and in this team, except for Zhao Qianyu, who had known Han Ling for a long time, I am afraid no one thought that this guy would have amazing cooking skills, it is conceivable that if there were some acquaintances and old friends in the room, the whole restaurant would have already become chaotic for food.

However, it is a pity that although the companionship has been confirmed, except for Zhao Qianyu, who is particularly familiar, and Han Ling, who seems to be indifferent to everything, the relationship between the rest of the people is not friendly.

Wang Tianyu and Cheng Ye still don't look at each other, and their eyes still have a certain sense of hostility and provocation, the eagle still seems to have lingering palpitations about last night's nightmare, and his eyes move to Wang Tianyu from time to time during the meal, his eyes are full of worry, Han Ling does not eat much, and the fatigue of cooking a big meal makes him have a bad appetite, at this time, he has leaned on the back of the chair to watch his "diners" gobble, showing a satisfied smile, Tianxun doesn't seem to feel the embarrassment of the atmosphere at all, and tears the delicious chicken legs, as for Zhao Qianyu......

Who is this perverted Lolicon's gaze on?,I don't think I need to say it anymore, right?

Thanks to Mo Yan's timely appearance to break the deadlock in the field, the eyes of the six people fell on him almost at the same time, and according to the previous agreement, before several people "have the strength to return from that other world", Mo Yan's identity is the mentor of these people.

Therefore, although they seemed to be a little reluctant, several people put down the dishes and chopsticks in their hands, stood up and prepared to salute Mo Yan.

"You eat, you eat, don't care. Mo Yan pressed his hand, stopping everyone from bending down and saluting, "I'm just here to announce what you're about to learn, that's all." ”

"There's no rush in this matter," Han Ling smiled slightly, as if by magic, he didn't know where to take out the chopsticks, "Eat well first, and then talk about it after eating." ”

Mo Yan looked at Han Ling, who was smiling, and looked at the sumptuous breakfast on the table that was enough to be called a delicacy, and without the slightest hesitation, he left behind the majesty that he should have as a "Transcendent Demon Protector of the Holy Realm", took the dishes and chopsticks and served a bowl of fried rice for himself, and sat down between Wang Tianyu and Cheng Ye to start eating.

Although he has traveled the world for nearly 100 years and can be said to have enjoyed countless delicacies, Mo Yan still has to admit that every grain of rice in this bowl of fried rice is contaminated with a certain magical fragrance, which is not as vague in the mouth as ordinary meals, but lingers between the mouth and tongue, which is intoxicating.

Just one dish of fried rice is enough to achieve such a situation, it's hard to imagine how delicious the rest of the dishes will be.

Fortunately, thanks to the fact that he did not refuse, otherwise if it was "really fragrant" now, it would be a majestic sweep, and the shame would be thrown into the unknown.

Something unexpected happened again, Mo Yan swept the entire table like a whirlwind cloud, and the terrifying eating speed was chilling, and everyone was stunned, and even the action of eating had stopped.

"That's good," Mo Yan didn't stop eating furiously until there was no more food on the table, and he looked at Han Ling with a smile and exclaimed, "If you hadn't become a demon protector, I think you would have been a famous chef in the country by now." ”

Han Ling smiled and didn't say anything, not knowing whether he was satisfied with his meal and didn't want to show complacency, or if he felt a little sad that he might become a full-time chef for several people in the future.

At the same time, Mo Yan had already turned his head to look at Zhao Qianyu, and the smile on his face gradually faded, "Since you are the only one who has ever shot at me, then I will start with you, right?"

"Uh, please. Zhao Qianyu rarely did not have the slightest joking expression, and even used honorifics in his answer, but there was a trace of disdain hidden in his eyes.

The so-called "there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry", even Han Ling, who is familiar with Zhao Qianyu, does not know that this seemingly ordinary guy once learned knowledge with a great demon master in a certain tower, and because he is willing to read, he once read all the books in the tower in his spare time, and even most of the books in the collection are already familiar with it, and he recite it like a stream.

Therefore, Zhao Qianyu didn't believe at all that Mo Yan could teach himself something in the realm of demon souls.

This is true even for the Great Demon Protector who has entered the Transcendent Holy Realm!

However, at this moment, Mo Yan had already walked to Zhao Qianyu's side, gently pinched his arm, and his face was full of smiles, "Your muscles are a little too soft, right?"

This was an unexpected and sudden attack, so Zhao Qianyu smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

He knows his physical condition best, and of course Zhao Qianyu understands how weak he is-just kidding, he was already so tired that he was out of breath after walking up so many steps in the castle, saying that he was healthy and strong, who would believe it?

Not caring about Zhao Qianyu's embarrassed smile, Mo Yan continued: "I know that the intellectual demon protector spends a lot of time meditating, reciting classics, and constructing techniques, many of which even have great damage to their own bodies, so their physical strength is much weaker than others, but your fat is inevitably a little too powerful, not to mention whether there will be any hidden dangers in the future, and I don't want the warrior I hired to become a poor lamb to the slaughter once he is approached." ”

Zhao Qianyu smiled awkwardly again, "So, how far do you want me to go?"

Mo Yan seemed to have been prepared for this question for a long time, and at this time, he waved his big hand, "At least to the extent that Tianxun's three punches will not fall." ”

As a demon protector in the realm of guardians, if it is about the power of the demon soul, Tianxun is naturally inferior to Cheng Ye or Wang Tianyu, but day after day, if it is about strength, I am afraid that Cheng Ye and Wang Tianyu are just beyond reach.

Zhao Qianyu's smile gradually froze, but Mo Yan's words were not finished, "This place is about four or five kilometers away from the town, how about eight round trips? ”

"Then," as Zhao Qianyu's good brother, Han Ling naturally won't forget to fall into the well, oh no, it's to pull the brother, I saw him casually asking: "What if he finishes slowly." ”

Mo Yan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I won't consider hiring him until I can do this anyway." ”

Zhao Qianyu gradually restrained his smile and asked, "This is ...... My subject?"

The smile on Mo Yan's face also disappeared in an instant, "That's true." ”

Zhao Qianyu was silent for a moment, poured himself a full glass of water and drank it all, turned around and went out.

"Hopefully he'll be back before dark. Han Ling said casually, but the eyes of the rest of the people in the audience were full of sadness, and they seemed to know that this sentence was a fantasy.

"Then next, let's talk about Wang Tianyu first. ”

Wang Tianyu nodded heavily, with an expression of imminent heroic righteousness, and Mo Yan couldn't help laughing out loud when he looked at his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance, and there was a little more laughter between his words:

"I don't know where you learned about the reason why it is difficult for the Holy Cult Army to advance to the Legend, but your idea of trying to find the essence of the Holy Light is very correct, and your approach is also very clever, and going out all year round can also effectively prevent the people around you from discovering the actual situation of their deviance. ”

"Brother!" Duck was suddenly shocked, slapped the table and stood up, looking nervous, and Wang Tianyu, as the person concerned, just smiled and didn't open his mouth to defend anything.

Mo Yan didn't seem to care about the shocked Oriyu and the helpless Wang Tianyu at all, and just continued to say to himself, "You need to continue your work," he twisted his ring, and the books fell to the ground, "These twenty-seven books record most of the low-level Holy Light Techniques of the Holy Light Church, I hope you can integrate these Holy Light Techniques." ”

Wang Tianyu looked at the somewhat worn books, his eyes shone brightly, he hurriedly stood up, bowed deeply, put the scrolls into the golden cross inlaid with red crystals on his chest, and gently rubbed the hair of the cocktail, and then turned to leave.

"Han Ling," Mo Yan asked, looking at the remaining three people, "What's your weapon?"

Han Ling was speechless, the thick inky black mist condensed into a sickle in his hand, and the sickle blade reflecting the brilliance of Sen Han spat out from the skull's mouth, and a strange bewitching red glow flashed on it, as if it was eager to drink blood, and the duck and Tianxun felt some kind of cold from the depths of their souls, and couldn't help but shiver.

"Sure enough, under the influence of 'that adult', the weapon of choice for the Death Clan Demon Protector is either a dagger or a scythe," Mo Yan smiled slightly, and took out a spherical device of unknown material from the ring.

It shimmered with a metallic sheen, cold and reflective.

Mo Yan handed it to Han Ling, who grabbed it in his hand, feeling that it contained an exceptionally powerful soul, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"This is the memory of Freya, the master of the former Ghost Shadow," Mo Yan sensed Han Ling's slight dissatisfaction, and opened her mouth to explain, "Don't worry, she is staying here of her own volition, hoping to pass on her skills and ......"

Mo Yan paused before continuing: "I hope to see the heirs who inherit their mantle and make some changes in this world. ”

Han Ling didn't say anything more, and turned to leave with a simple salute.

"You are the pastor of the Holy Light Church, as if I will not teach Zhao Qianyu the knowledge of the Demon Soul, and I will not be bold enough to try to teach you how to use the Holy Light, but purely in terms of divine arts, I suggest that you suspend your practice, maybe you should try to find the essence of the Holy Light like your brother," Mo Yan finally turned to the Owl, his brows furrowed, as if he was hesitating to say this, "There are some things I know, many people know, but I can't tell you, and no one in this world will tell you." ”

"They can't, they don't dare to do it. ”

"So, I'll just ask you one question, if you figure it out - what are you going to do if the god you've always believed in is long dead?"

The duck was silent and did not answer, and Mo Yan had already turned his head to look at Tianxun, "I will teach you how to cultivate, you feel it, your foundation is too poor compared to them, remember to drink the herbs on the table, and then proceed." ”

"Thank you. Tianxun hugged his fist, but it was quite a bit neither humble nor arrogant, and then let Mo Yan's index finger and middle finger tap on his wrist, letting the warm current rush and surge in his body.

Faced with this situation, Tianxun didn't know how to describe it.

There is a nonsense saying in this world, what there is is and what is not is nothing.

Tianxun once thought that he could see Huang Chengcheng's gold coins, hear the sound of gold coins, touch gold coins, and feel the nicks and coldness of gold coins, so gold coins exist, and what can't be seen, heard, or touched in this world doesn't exist, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

He closed his eyes, but he could see that there were countless lines around him, all of which were of different colors, thicknesses, lengths, and lengths, and some were pouring into his body.

Tianxun didn't know that this was the so-called "soul", he just felt hot and comfortable all over his body.

The guard is the lowest rank of the demon resistant, as long as you have the demon soul, you are the so-called one-star guard, but having the demon soul does not mean that you can cultivate, many people can't become the demon protector even if they awaken the demon soul, and the demon soul they master can only make their daily life more convenient.

And if you reach the realm of a two-star guard, it means that this person has realized his soul, and can live in harmony with the soul of the world, and can even have some communication.

Tianxun didn't know that he had the qualifications to become a demon protector, but he knew that he had the ability to make objects hard or weak, and that he could reach a four-star guardian without any systematic cultivation, and I am afraid that he himself did not know what kind of terrifying talent he had.

For the power demon resistant, the tougher the body, the easier it is to cultivate, and Tianxun's physical fitness is ......

In just twenty minutes, he heard a shattering sound.

Heaven was pitiful, Tianxun dared to swear in the name of the goddess of wealth, and the sound of shattering was soft and pleasant, as if it were the most beautiful sound in the world—even more than the sound of gold coins colliding.

Mo Yan was a little surprised, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

He never expected Tianxun to break through the realm like this, so he easily opened his hand and asked, "Do you feel it?" ”

Tianxun did not hesitate to kneel down and kowtow three times on the spot and shout to his teacher, but he was helped up by Mo Yan and left after Mo Yan gave a long admonition and imparted his experience.

"As for you, Cheng Ye," Mo Yan was silent for a moment before he said to Cheng Ye, "You come with me, I have a lot to tell you." ”

And just as Mo Yan was about to leave with Cheng Ye, the duck who had been standing still and thinking carefully finally asked:

"What do you think if someone says that absolute light is absolute darkness?"

Mo Yan suddenly stopped and stood still, and Cheng Ye could see him clenching his right fist and slowly letting go.

He didn't look back, and said softly:

"I don't dare to look at it. ”