"Her Majesty the Queen of Heaven is aware of it, and everything you say is from the bottom of your heart. ”

Mo Lingquan pretended to look aggrieved.

"Mo Shaoxia and Sister Qingdai are also so flamboyant on weekdays?"

Wu Zetian suddenly changed his words and looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face.

"Qing Dai..."

Mo Lingquan's face was gloomy, and the people present only felt a chill rising from their hearts.

The cold sword intent was intertwined, and an inexplicable sense of sadness surged into the hearts of everyone present.

"Mo Gongzi..."

Shangguan Zhaorong's face was a little ugly, in her opinion, Mo Lingquan's actions were already suspected of offending Wu Zetian.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper. ”

Mo Lingquan took a deep breath, and the pressure on everyone's hearts disappeared.

"Mo Shaoxia, what happened?"

Wu Zetian felt that there was a secret in this, and the inexplicable martial arts true meaning of grief could already affect people's emotions.

"Qing Dai's body has been severely injured, and she needs Kyushu Lingquan to wash the essence and remove the power of the Yellow Spring in her body. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Zetian with a bitter expression.

"I see... If there's anything you need help with, that's fine. ”

For some reason, after listening to Mo Lingquan's obsession, Wu Zetian suddenly had an idea of wanting to help him.

"I traveled all over the world for the news and whereabouts of the Kyushu Lingquan and the Ten Great Divine Soldiers. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Wu Zetian with a serious face.

"I'll keep you on the lookout. ”

Wu Zetian looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face.

"Thank you..."

Mo Lingquan gave up his hand.

Wu Zetian smiled and shook his head, these are just gestures.

"Master Mo, Xuanji wants to fight with you. ”

A beautiful woman in a Taoist robe behind Shangguan Zhaorong looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face.

"Fight me?"

Mo Lingquan frowned slightly, and looked at Yu Xuanji with a puzzled expression, he was not in the mood to accept anyone's challenge now.

"Exactly..."

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan with a straight face.

"Presumptuous... Mo Shaoxia is my Tang Dynasty guest, how can you challenge if you say it's a challenge. ”

Wu Zetian naturally saw that Mo Lingquan was not in the mood to accept the challenge, and immediately opened his mouth to stop him.

"Defeat me, and I'll tell you a clue about the Kyushu Spiritual Spring that I accidentally learned. ”

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan with a calm face and said slowly.

"Really..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Yu Xuanji with a look of surprise.

"Isn't it, I don't know if Young Master Mo defeats me. ”

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan indifferently.

"How to compare?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Yu Xuanji indifferently.

"Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs. ”

Yu Xuanji said slowly.

"I'm afraid that's not right, right?"

Shangguan Zhaorong's face showed displeasure, Yu Xuanji, as her subordinate, actually made decisions without her consent, and now he was openly making things difficult for Mo Lingquan.

Don't you know that she Shangguan Zhaorong will have to deal with the other party in the future?

"If Master Mo wants to compete with you in the sword, it's okay. ”

Yu Xuanji glanced at Shangguan Zhaorong and continued.

"Lingquan didn't touch on piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but he knew a little bit about poetry and songs. ”

Mo Lingquan looked at Yu Xuanji with a calm face.

Wu Zetian frowned, and was about to speak but Shen Shenzhou stopped her movements. After all, they had seen Mo Lingquan fight with Yi'an Jushi Li Qingzhao.

"Young Master Mo, please..."

Yu Xuanji was a little on tiptoe, with a graceful figure and a light body, and floated on the martial arts arena in the middle of the women's army, looking at Mo Lingquan with an indifferent face.

"Brother Broken, please keep this sword for me for a while. ”

The sheathed long sword in his hand swirled and threw it at Duan Wuya. The figure flickered, and a series of afterimages appeared in mid-air, and his figure appeared on the opposite side of the fish mystery.

"Mo Gongzi is so bold and open-minded. Regardless of victory or defeat in this battle, Xuanji will be honest with what he knows. ”

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan with admiration, she couldn't imagine that the other party would accept her difficult challenge.

"Ling Quan thanked the girl for her righteousness in advance?"

Mo Lingquan arched his hand, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Beware..."

Yu Xuanji flicked his hand, and a green silk pen fell into his hand. This is made of her own green silk.

Spring flowers and autumn moons enter the poems, and the day and night are scattered immortals. The empty bead curtain has never been down, and it has been moved for a long time to sleep on the mountain.

Qianqiansu waved her hand, in one go, and between the lines, the true meaning of the martial arts she comprehended was integrated into it. Communicate with heaven and earth, and attract the power of heaven and earth to fight the enemy.

A line of delicate handwriting is like the top of Mount Tai, surrounding Mo Lingquan.

"It's a good time..."

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, and he pointed to the sword, and the sword was swallowed.

One after another, the innate Yimu Qinglong sword qi roared out, tearing apart the attacking martial arts true intent.

The next moment, the true intent of the martial arts that was broken by Mo Lingquan was reorganized here, communicating the world and the world, and the line of delicate handwriting was still the same, as if nothing had happened.

A pot of turbid wine into the sad intestines, condensed into tears and wandering alone, the wine broke the intestines and the heart was sad, I enjoyed it leisurely and alone.

Mo Lingquan suddenly used his fingers as a pen and sword qi as words. A line of sharp and vigorous characters appeared in the sky.

The true meaning of martial arts is pervasive, and a mysterious rhythm communicates the world.

Yu Xuanji couldn't help but light up with Xingmu, she thought that Mo Lingquan would break the momentum with her strength and break her martial arts true intent, and all this would be self-defeating.

But she didn't expect that the other party would go toe-to-toe with her in what she was best at, even if it didn't seem like anything to her. But the true meaning of martial arts and the perception of heaven and earth revealed between the lines are still above her.

I saw her wave her hand, and the vision in the sky disappeared.

"Mo Gongzi admires the comprehension of martial arts, and he is even more self-contained, integrating poetry with sword intent, and he is ashamed of himself. ”

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan indifferently.

"Take... Ling Quan owes the girl a favor. ”

Mo Lingquan arched his hand and looked at Yu Xuanji with a bitter face.

How could he not see that the fish mystery was left behind, after all, the competition was not what he was good at, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It is the means that Confucianism and Taoism are best at.

Sword Pavilion's methods are more inclined to killing, and the so-called offense is the best defense.

"Brother Mo still call me Sister Xuanji, the girl looks angry. ”

Yu Xuanji smiled sweetly and looked at Mo Lingquan playfully.

"Sister Xuanji, I don't know which Kyushu Lingquan you know?"

Mo Lingquan didn't want to dwell more on the title than he wanted, besides, he had already seen that Yu Xuanji had no malice in challenging him.

"I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, after all, it was too ethereal and I couldn't remember it clearly. Brother Mo gave me some time to think about it. ”

Yu Xuanji looked at Mo Lingquan apologetically.

"It's okay, and it's not in a hurry, Sister Xuanji thought slowly. ”

Although Yu Xuanji's answer was not what Mo Lingquan expected, it was not what he expected.

"Thank you Brother Mo for your understanding, Xuanji will definitely give Brother Mo an accurate answer. ”

Yu Xuanji said with a serious face.