On the other side, Xiaolan's soul, after seeing Mo Li's demonic methods again, fled in a panic, and floated out of Kyoto City overnight, drifting away with the wind in a panic, aimlessly looking for the path of reincarnation, only thinking about reincarnation as soon as possible, away from the terrible world of Mo Li and demons;

In a valley, Mo Tong opened his eyes after cultivating, but was shocked to find that his master Zhenwen was gone, although he knew that Zhenwen's cultivation was profound, his mana was high, and there would be no danger, but he was still a little worried, and he was just about to stand up, but he found that he had a package on his leg;

"This is what the master left behind?"

Mo Tong muttered to himself and opened the package, just when he was puzzled, a simple inkstone in the package, carved with the shape of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, in the moment Mo Tong reached out to pick it up, it bloomed with a milky white Haoran righteous light, and at the same time, Zhenwen's voice sounded;

"As a teacher, I want to participate in the Dao Conference, and you are forcibly building a foundation, so that you have now cultivated, and you have not yet survived the tribulation of the demons, and the realm is unstable, so it is inconvenient to take you with you, and leave the experience of crossing the tribulation for the teacher, you can participate in the enlightenment by yourself, plus the environment here is quiet and the vitality is strong, it is not difficult for you to cross the tribulation!"

As the vicissitudes of Zhenwen's voice fell, the steaming light slowly dissipated, Mo Tong was moved in his heart, silently recited Zhenwen's Taoist name in his mouth, knelt down sincerely and bowed, thanked Zhenwen for his kindness, and then put the inkstone aside, took out the following pages, read carefully, and worked hard to comprehend;

"Heart Demon Tribulation? Sure enough, as Master said, this cultivation path is really difficult every step of the way, however, Master Zun also said that calamity and eagerness coexist, and the Heart Demon Tribulation is a reflection of the flaws of the monk's Dao heart, transformed into a near-real image, as long as you don't indulge, you can get through it safely!"

Mo Tong sighed in a low voice while reading, on the snow-white paper, neat and beautiful handwriting, with a faint fragrance of ink, not only recorded Zhenwen's understanding of surviving several heart demon tribulations, but also recorded some methods to survive the heart demon tribulation, and the annotations to the heart demon tribulation are also very detailed;

"This is the wonderful mystery of the one-word Heaven Sealing Technique! The teacher really treats me like a mountain!"

Mo Tong turned a page and carefully looked at the annotations on the one-word Heaven Sealing Technique, he was still a little ignorant about the One-word Heaven Sealing Technique, and he had a mysterious feeling when he looked at it, as if he had been enlightened, and he suddenly realized it, and unconsciously realized some magical and mysterious truths;

The more Mo Tong looked at it, the more ecstatic he became, and when he encountered an obscure place, he stopped and looked at it several times, carefully figuring out the wonderful reason, and when he saw the hearty place, he couldn't help but pat his thigh, and praised it with joy, because what was recorded on the paper was roughly the same as what he understood;

"It's so good, it's really mysterious! It's wonderful! It's wonderful! It's only memotable, it's not indescribable, it's mysterious!"

One-word Heaven Sealing Technique: Using the simple and mysterious words as runes, hooking the power of heaven and earth and the righteousness of Haoran, using poetry and articles as the carrier, through their own comprehension of poetry and articles, as well as the comprehension of all things in heaven and earth, infuse their own mana, so that they can condense and transform by the great power of heaven and earth and Haoran righteousness;

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"Sun, Moon, Mountains and Rivers Inkstone?"

Mo Tong turned the page again, muttered in confusion, turned his head to look at the inkstone he put aside, took it back in his hand, corresponded to the annotations on the paper, looked at the magical inkstone in his hand, and gradually understood the division of the magic weapon, and when he looked at the inkstone again, his heart was heavy;

"The Acquired Spirit Treasure, this power..."

The sun, moon, mountains and rivers inkstone: the spiritual treasure inherited by the human teacher, one of the four treasures of the study, is taken from the 10,000-year-old tortoise shell, refined by the refiner, refining the essence of it, and integrating it into the meteorite outside the sky.

Day, can evolve out of the nine heavens god sun, moon, can evolve out of the nine days of the moon, mountains, can evolve out of the book of ten thousand zhang, the river, can evolve into the sea of ten thousand acres, the human teacher can be driven by the help of Haoran righteousness, the legend of the sun, the moon, mountains and rivers are one, can evolve a small world, so as to seal the demons and monsters.

"What is this? uh... It's exactly the same as what the master is wearing, but I always feel that something is missing, whether it is the charm of the immortals, or the artistic conception of indifference, or the mysterious and unpredictable, like the incomprehensible momentum of the abyss and the vast sea, it doesn't seem to be right!"

Mo Tong put down the inkstone in his hand and picked up a piece of clothing in the package, which looked like the kind of cloak that Zhenwen was wearing, and there were some strange copper coins underneath, flashing with golden-red brilliance, and a red magic rope, Mo Tong gradually understood according to the annotations on the paper;

"Heavenly Master's Battle Suit, based on what you have learned, engrave the formation runes by yourself, and engrave the Dharma Protector Mask?"

Mo Tong looked at the relevant records and the specific production methods, and felt that his head was big for a while, and after a moment, the stubbornness in his temperament came up, and he immediately realized it without distractions, and began to make it, and he was busy for most of the day, and he sweated, which was barely completed;

"Master!"

After flipping through a few more cultivation experiences, Mo Tong's eyes were moist, no one had ever been so good to him since he was a child, he was an abandoned baby, he was bought back by the Mo family, and he was instilled with the idea of loyalty to the Mo family since he was a child, if Mo Li hadn't killed him with his own hands, I'm afraid he wouldn't have the opportunity he has today;

The last one is the letter left by Zhenwen, which contains some instructions from Zhenwen to Mo Tong, as well as advice on cultivation, and states in the letter that Zhenwen will go for less than a year, and at most three years, if he can condense the golden pill when he sees him again, he will give him the sun, moon, mountains and rivers inkstone;

"Master rest assured, the disciple will work hard to cultivate, and never disappoint the kindness and cultivation of the master!"

The letter also mentioned that if Mo Li was unwilling to wait, he could rely on the induction of the Xuanlong jade pen to set out to find him, and at the same time specially warned him that the deep mountains and wilderness are full of dangers, and evil spirits are everywhere.

"The kindness of the master, the disciple has nothing to repay, the rest of his life must carefully follow the teachings of the master, do not forget the entrance oath, when the disciple cultivates enough, he will uphold the will of the master, kill all the demons and evils, kill all the mandrill ghosts, and return the world to a bright future! May the master be well! Return as soon as possible!"

Mo Tong cherished it, folded the paper left by Zhenwen, carefully put it in his arms and put it closely, knelt down and bowed again, silently reciting the road name of Zhenwen in his heart, and sincerely prayed to Sanqing Daozun, wishing his master Zhenwen a smooth trip, and looking forward to seeing Zhenwen again as soon as possible. (To be continued.) )