At the same time, a system prompt sounded in Mofang's ears.

"Trigger a random task:

Emperor Sword Mountain is very ambitious, trying to recover all the forces of Zilin County, and has bad intentions for this sect, please deal with it.

Task Status: Incomplete.

Rewards: Some Willpower, Some Prestige, Sect Cultivation Acceleration Aura (Limited Time)*1"

(Note, if the resources are full, the detailed number of resources will be saved, which means, don't say I'm lazy.) ）

After hearing this random task released by the system, Mo Fang couldn't help but be stunned, Emperor Jianshan, very ambitious, what does Duan Shou's old boy want to do?

Zilin County is not big, but it is not small either, and there are more than a dozen sects that can be called large forces. There are ten peak powerhouses of the grandmaster on the bright side alone. Even if Emperor Sword Mountain is a strong person in the Delusion Realm, if he wants to command the forces of Zilin County, this tone is inevitably too big.

To put it mildly, if you really have the ability to command the many forces in Zilin County, you would have made a move decades ago, so why wait until now?

After thinking about it, click on the system [task list] to view the task details above.

It's a pity that the content of the [task list] is limited, and only the information about the task is released, and the specific related matters have to be known from the disciple's report.

But the point is, this is not a game, Mo Fang is not a player from God's point of view, not a summoner, who can come over and tell all the information he knows.

"What a hassle......

Mo Fang pinched his beard and sighed in a tone: "It seems that it's time to communicate with Zhong Yu and them." ”

This is different from the petty fights that usually release random tasks, with Mo Fang's understanding of Emperor Sword Mountain, those old things dare to make such a big move, they must have something to rely on.

In a daze, in perception, a figure quietly lurked in the ancestral hall.

This figure is naturally very familiar to Mo Fang, who is it if it is not Tang Jing's stinky boy?

"Senior, you see I've brought you food again!"

Tang Jing sneaked in, and by the way, he raised the small package in his hand to the surroundings,

Mo Fang was floating in mid-air, too lazy to move, did he want him to waste a [Psychic Stone] in order to deal with Fang's words?

I haven't heard Mo Fang's reply for a long time, Tang Jing is not annoyed, probably because he is used to it, after getting along for a few months, he has some understanding of the character of this senior in the ancestral hall, and he doesn't like to talk very much, but he has pointed him out many times and helped him a lot.

has a deep understanding of the [Yuan Dragon Body], as well as the guidance on fighting experience and skills, which is even more to the point.

Tang Jing wanted to thank the other party in person, but the seniors didn't have the idea of showing up at all.

Spread out the small package in his hand, which contained roast chicken, wine, fish, peanuts, and oil pancakes.

Grunt.

Mo Fang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I haven't satisfied my appetite for nearly half a year, and when I see these good-looking foods, I will inevitably be a little ......

No, I haven't heard of roast chicken in the recipe of the sect! Where did this kid get the roast chicken?

Compared to Mo Fang's complicated mood, Tang Jing didn't think about it so much, and he was not polite, tore open the golden chicken leg of the roast chicken, and ate it in a big gulp.

Mo Fang looked at him with a half-squinted gaze.

This bastard boy, he said that he brought it to him to eat, and every time he brought a bunch of delicious food, it all ended up in his stomach, Mo Fang had reason to suspect that this guy was clearly polite!

Tang Jing naturally couldn't know that the seniors he admired in his heart were still feasting on him at this moment.

Finish eating and call it a day.

Pack up the wreckage and get ready to leave.

Tang Jing is a good boy who is true to his word, and he didn't tell anyone about the ancestral hall.

Although he vaguely guessed that the other party might not be disguised by the sect elders, but as one of the five major sword sects of the Stable Sword Sect, this is the big man hidden behind the scenes!

"I'm. ”

Mo Fang flicked his sleeves, but unfortunately, in his current state, there was nothing he could do but sulk in the air.

In the absence of a physical representation, he is not in the same dimension as the people and objects he sees, or even the world.

Two days later.

Zhong Yu led several of his junior brothers and sisters to the ancestral hall to pay homage to their master Mo Fang.

Except for Tang Pujia, who was in retreat, and Mo Xiuzhu, who was far away from the sect, all the remaining five people came here.

The five of them represent the highest combat power of the Stable Sword Sect.

"Master, we've come to see you. ”

The five of them gave incense to the master Mo Fang in order according to the ranking of the senior brothers.

Mo Fang next to him looked at the scene in front of him, and was moved and funny in his heart, moved that he didn't hurt a few of them in vain, and the funny thing was that he, a "dead person", was watching the apprentices incense himself, which felt really strange.

However, he also learned about "Mo Xiuzhu" from Zhong Yu, and he was a little worried, but he was relieved when he thought that the kid had just broken through not long ago.

Just as Zhong Yu and the others were about to leave, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Zhong Yu's ears.

"Zhong Yu, you stay. ”

After hearing this voice, Zhong Yu's figure paused.

"What's wrong?

The few people who followed behind looked at Zhong Yu suspiciously, their faces puzzled.

Zhong Yu's face was calm, and he waved his hand slightly: "You guys leave first, I have something to deal with here." ”

"Hmm. ”

Although everyone was puzzled in their hearts, Zhong Yu's majesty was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no one questioned it.

The last person to go out closes the door by the way.

There was a "creak", and the ancestral hall quickly fell silent, except for the flame burning on the candle stand, which occasionally made a slight noise when it fluttered.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Zhong Yu said coldly, he is not Tang Jing, after Tang Jing knew the existence of Mo Fang, he would stupidly guess that this mysterious person who pointed out himself might not be a hidden master in the sect, responsible for guarding the ancestral hall here, but Zhong Yu, as the head of the Stable Sword Sect, had a clear idea of what masters there were in the sect and which place he was responsible for.

On the side of the ancestral hall, there was no arrangement for masters to squat at all.

Therefore, the person who was transmitting the sound in his ears at this time could not be a member of the Stable Sword Sect.

The most important thing is that the voice that the other party used just now was exactly the same as his master's voice, which undoubtedly touched Zhong Yu's taboo and bottom line.

Those who insult the ancestors are unforgivable!

As Zhong Yu spoke, his face was expressionless, and at the same time, all his perceptions spread out, permeating every corner of the ancestral hall.

Fang Xianhe, who sensed the situation in the ancestral hall, paused, his face remained unchanged, but his figure stopped.

"Huh?"

Several people looked at him suspiciously, how could they feel that Senior Brother in Charge and Senior Brother Fang were weird.

Fang Xianhe was silent and said in a low voice: "Don't leave in a hurry, we can wait here for Senior Brother for a while." ”

"Oh?"

Ren Changxin raised his eyebrows slightly.

He usually has the best relationship with Fang Xianhe, and instantly understood Fang Xianhe's intentions, and turned his head to look at the ancestral hall that had just walked out not far away: "Tsk, could it be ......"

The camera cuts to the ancestral hall.

The horror of the system is manifested, and no matter how he explores it, Mo Fei's state of consciousness is equivalent to nothingness.

"Humph!"

Mo Fang sensed Zhong Yu's abnormality, and said, "Zhong Yu, who am I, can't you guess?"

Zhong Yu tried for a long time, but found nothing, and his eyes became more and more cold.

"What is the purpose of your pretending to be my master? Why don't you show up for an interview, I don't know what to do?"

"I'm Mo Fang......"

"Nonsense, flies and dogs, dare to insult my ancestor!"

Speaking of this, Zhong Yu's tone was full of murderous aura, which was completely inconsistent with his usual bearing.

"I'm #¥%...... &*”

Hearing what Zhong Yu said, Mo Fang, who was originally quite calm, had his nose crooked.

What do you mean by a fly camp dog Gou? Ge Laozi! You unfilial apprentice dare to scold me!