In the belly of the mountain where the main courtyard of the Mohist school is located, Baili Jian is dressed in shabby linen clothes, and stands out of thin air with his hands behind his back. Other Mohist disciples were frightened, curious, contemplative, or indifferent. Only Wu Shang looked at the man in mid-air with a look of surprise.

Deng Zhuo, as a giant of the Wumo lineage, was shocked in his heart under such a naked provocation, but he couldn't be silent and retreat. took a step forward and scolded loudly: "Baili Xiaoer, don't be rampant, this is not a place for you to go wild." ”

As soon as these words came out, the two sides suddenly became tense.

When Baili Jian heard this, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his face showed a sneering look, there was a trace of anger in his voice, and he looked at Deng Zhuo with cold eyes and said, "Hmph, am I wild or are you untrustworthy and treacherous?" Do you want me to tell the reason, so that all the Mo disciples can comment on it. ”

"Shut up, don't speak wildly." Deng Zhuo roared with a blue face.

"Deng Zhuo, let me ask you, where is Qin Chuan?" The cold voice of the Baili Sword continued to echo in this space.

When this sentence was spoken, except for a few disciples of the Mo family who knew the inside story, other disciples who did not know began to talk about it. Everyone vaguely felt that today's events were likely to be related to this person named Qin Chuan.

After all, Xiang Liqing is the master of the Mojia school, although he has some regret in his heart, but after all, he can't watch things develop out of control, so he opened his mouth to persuade him: "Baili Shinephew, this matter is a long story, and I will talk to you slowly for various reasons in the future, don't make a big deal and hurt the feelings of the past." ”

"If you keep your promise back then and bring Qin Chuan here, you will have no complaints if you want to kill or punish me with a hundred miles of sword, otherwise, don't blame me for killing." Baili Jian's face was pale, and his voice was still cold and said to everyone.

Xiang Liqing was speechless for a while, but Deng Zhuo sneered and wanted to say something. At this time, Gu Musong, who had never participated in the battle of the school, looked at the Baili Sword in mid-air with an anxious expression, his eyes were complicated, and his voice said with a hint of helplessness: "Baili nephew, for the sake of the intersection of the Baili family and the Gu family's branches, can you listen to me?" ”

Perhaps because the Gu family lineage represented by Gu Musong did not participate in the school battle, Baili Jian had a good impression of this old man, so his voice became a little soothing and said, "I don't know what advice the giant has any advice?" ”

A giant title made Gu Musong's face a little gloomy, and in his heart he kept regretting that he knew that even if he offended the other two veins, he would have to intercede for the Baili family, at least the child should be saved, otherwise things would not have come to this point.

"Ahem, that... That one... Baili nephew, can you hand over that thing to me, I can use my life to guarantee that as long as you hand over that thing, the Mohist school will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, how about it? Gu Musong looked at the Baili Sword in mid-air, with a hint of pleading in his voice.

Everyone was shocked, and looked at Gu Musong in unison, even Xiang Liqing and Deng Zhuo turned their heads in confusion, looking at this friend who has always been obsessed with the calculation of organs, today is indeed abnormal.

"Brother Gu, do you know what you're talking about? Do you really want my Mo family's century-old reputation to be ruined? This son must not be left alone, otherwise sooner or later it will set off monstrous waves. Deng Zhuo's face was pale, and he persuaded resolutely.

Xiang Liqing didn't ask, and looked at Gu Musong with cloudy eyes. From the words just now, he heard a hint of unusual meaning, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.

Sure enough, Gu Musong listened to the words of the two giants, sighed a little helplessly, raised his head and said to the Baili Sword in mid-air: "Baili Shinephew, I don't know what you think about?" You must know what I am to be, and you will certainly not be untrustworthy. After speaking, he glanced at Deng Zhuo on the side.

"Hahaha, hahaha, if I didn't have this thing, would you be so kind to persuade me? Isn't it that they have already swarmed me up and eliminated me quickly. Baili Jian glanced at the people around him contemptuously, a little playful, and a little resentful.

"Well, since you want to see it, then I'll show it to you." Baili Jian ignored the different looks of everyone below, and said with a sneer.

In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on the body of the Baili Sword in mid-air. Before everyone could see it clearly, a layer of milky white light suddenly appeared around the body of the Baili Sword, and a soft milky white light cluster could be vaguely seen in the chest of the Baili Sword constantly beating.

At the moment when this light cluster appeared, in the patriarch hall of the Mohist school, a nine-story wooden pavilion with a delicate shape and a height of about half a person began to shake continuously. This nine-storey building is exquisitely shaped, each floor of windows, doors and windows, and vermilion eaves tile walls are vivid and beautiful.

Suddenly, as if it had been pulled by something, the wooden pavilion suddenly rose into the air, spun and smashed the roof of the Patriarch's Hall, and flew quickly forward.

And when everyone was amazed by this strange scene, Gu Musong, who was originally remorseful and pleading, suddenly became angry, and angrily stretched out his hand and pointed at the Baili Sword in mid-air, and scolded hoarsely: "You... You... How dare you... How dare you do that... It's a big rebellion, it's a big rebellion. ”

"Isn't that nice?" Baili Jian replied with a mocking expression.

"Brother Gu, what happened?" The bad premonition in Xiang Xiang's heart became stronger and stronger, and he finally opened his mouth to inquire.

Before Gu Musong could react from his anger, everyone heard a sound of breaking the sky, and then they saw the half-human-tall exquisite wooden building floating in front of the Baili Sword, spinning drippingly.

"It's... It's hard... Could it be the organ building of the Patriarch's Hall? Xiang Liqing observed carefully for a moment and asked with a surprised expression.

Seeing the angry and remorseful look on Gu Musong's face, Xiang Liqing's face became solemn, as if all this could make sense.

"Hmph, I'll just say that the people of the Baili family don't have a good thing, the original demon girl, and the current Baili Sword, if you had listened to me earlier, why would my Mojia school fall to the current situation." Deng Zhuo also said a little angrily.

Gu Musong finally came back to his senses from his anger, pointed to the Baili Sword in mid-air, and said in a word: "The light cluster in his body is that opportunity. ”

When these words were spoken, everyone's faces changed, and then their eyes looked at the Baili Sword in mid-air.

The high-level leaders of the Mohist school all understood that it was necessary to open the inheritance in the organ building, and only by opening the organ building could the Mohist school have the opportunity to open the path of enlightenment and touch the legendary twelve qualities of the Tao.

Therefore, after seeing the Baili Sword integrating the white light into his body, even Xing Qing, who had always felt guilty about the Baili family, had the same thought in his heart as the other two, that is, this son could not be kept.

Compared with the inheritance of the entire school, personal feelings and personal grievances are not worth mentioning.

"Brother Gu, after so many years of research, do you know the mystery of the Patriarch Hall's organ building?" Xiang Liqing asked in a low voice to Gu Musong.

Gu Musong nodded, and said with a hint of firmness in his voice: "I can cut off the connection between the two, but the price is greater." ”

Listening to Gu Musong's words, a trace of essence flashed in Xiang Liqing's cloudy eyes, and he glanced at Deng Zhuo, and they both saw the same look in each other's eyes.

The corners of Baili Jian's mouth were slightly upturned and he looked at the three old men below, not caring at all about their pointing, because Baili Jian knew in his heart that in the face of matters related to the safety of the school, the three old guys would definitely put the interests of the school first. Turning his head to look at the wooden building in front of him, Baili Jian felt an inexplicable sense of closeness in his heart, and the light cluster on his chest seemed to beat even more violently.

Reaching out and gently stroking his chest, a look of happiness appeared on Baili Jian's face. If it weren't for the help of this white light, he might have become a corpse by now.

Five years ago, Baili Jian agreed to Deng Zhuo's request to be imprisoned in the confinement room in exchange for the Mohist school's past blame and careful teaching.

Who knew that five years later, he was waiting for such news, how could he be calm with his Baili Sword, and how could he not be angry.

If it weren't for the concern for this only Qin person in his heart, Wu Shang would not have been able to wake up the Baili Sword from the deepest level of concentration just by Qin Chuan's name.

"Qin Chuan, it's your uncle who didn't take good care of you, and after today, he will definitely teach you carefully." Baili Jian muttered to himself, a trace of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Gu Musong took out a stone as black as ink from his arms, then bit his finger, dripped a drop of blood on it, and then motioned to the other two giants.

Xiang Liqing and Deng Zhuo did not hesitate, quickly bit their fingers, and dropped a drop of blood on the top of the black stone.

Gu Musong raised the black stone above his head with a serious face, and his mouth kept whispering. As Gu Muqing continued to whisper, a trace of black smoke suddenly floated out of the black stone stained with the blood of the three giants, and after a while, the stone became a cloud of mist, quickly enveloping the wooden building.

"What is this?" Deng Zhuo looked at the mist and asked curiously.

"Ancestor True Blood." Gu Musong gritted his teeth and said softly, his heart hurt to the extreme.

As soon as these words came out, Xiang Liqing and Deng Zhuo suddenly realized, and then their faces showed a sad and angry look. Because only two people understand the preciousness of this thing, according to the patriarch's teachings, unless it is the moment of life and death of the school, this thing will never be used.

"What, this is distressing? If there are any means that have not been used, use them quickly, otherwise, if the war starts in a while, I am afraid that you will never have a chance again. Baili Jian's face was mocking, but his voice was extremely rampant.

"Bold thieves, they actually stole my Mohist treasure for their own use, if you can't correct you on the spot, how can my Mohist school gain a foothold in this world." Deng Zhuo faced the angry face and said seriously.

Show one’s true colors in the end.

"Where are the disciples of the Mo family?" Deng Zhuo stepped forward and shouted loudly to the surroundings.

And what answered Deng Zhuo was the sound of countless swords unsheathed.

Gu Musong took out a square wooden block from his arms, walked to the side of the mountain wall, and quickly slapped a few times on the mountain wall, but the originally flat mountain wall suddenly appeared a square hole, seeing this hole, Gu Musong's face showed a resolute look, and the wooden block slapped into the square hole.

Click, click, click.

A burst of sound kept coming from the mountain wall, and in the belly of the mountain, the disciples of the Mo family, who were originally a little worried, also increased their confidence when they heard this voice.

The art of the Mohist school is the best in the world, and the art of the ancient school is the best in the whole Mohist school.

"Now that you're ready, let's fight." Baili Jian ignored the mechanism prepared by Mo Jiaxue, slowly stretched out his right hand, and shouted: Come.

As soon as the words fell, under a messy pile of rocks at the bottom of the mountain, a cold light suddenly flew out of the dirt, quickly flew towards it, and soon came to the side of Baili Sword.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time, can you still fight?" Baili Sword saw the long sword, and he was full of pride.

The blade shook violently, as if in response.

The long sword is sheathed, and the name of the sword is the tongue.