"Master" Mo Shanshan listened to Wang Shusheng's words, remembered the bits and pieces of life with Wang Shusheng over the years, and couldn't help but feel sad from it, and knelt on the ground and exclaimed bitterly.

"Silly boy, don't cry, the master is old, and it will depend on you to hold up a piece of heaven and earth in the future, the master will not force you in the future, and no one in the world can force you" Wang Shusheng looked at Mo Shanshan and said emotionally.

The two cried together, but fortunately, they knew that there were people around, so they quickly stopped crying.

Wang Shusheng took out a small burden from his arms. The burden is only the size of a fist, and it is wrapped in a splendid party.

Wang Shusheng carefully opened it and revealed the true face inside.

Exactly a book.

"This is, it was obtained by the ancestors of our lineage by chance, there are infinite mysteries in it, but the teacher has never succeeded in participating in enlightenment in his life, and today the teacher will give this thing to you, and at the same time it is also given to the academy, I hope you can discover the secrets and achieve a career," Wang Shusheng said.

The inheritance of the book saint is a book, which is a very reasonable thing.

It may not be very accurate to say that it is a book, because he is a parchment scroll.

There is no handwriting on the scroll, just countless circles on the back, and an inky pattern composed of dots.

"Yes, master" Mo Shanshan stretched out his hand to receive the Book of Inheritance, but suddenly a hand took the parchment scroll in front of Mo Shanshan.

"Sangsang" At some point, Sangsang walked to the side of Wang Shusheng and Moshan Mountain, and took the parchment roll.

Wang Shusheng was also a little confused, Sang Sang stretched out his hand to take it, and gave it directly to Sang Sang, maybe in his subconscious, the academy is the safest place in the world, and it is the same for everyone.

"Sangsang, come back," Ning Que saw Sangsang suddenly step forward and take the book handed to Mo Shanshan by Wang Shusheng, and hurriedly shouted.

Sangsang turned a deaf ear at this time, just scrubbing the parchment roll.

Both Sangsang himself and the parchment scroll were glowing, and time seemed to enter a terrifying silence.

Nameless glanced at the master, waved his hand, and in an instant, the disciples in the academy felt that they had appeared in a wasteland outside Chang'an.

"Stay here, don't come back for the time being," hurriedly ordered, and Nameless and Master Youyou returned to the second floor of the academy.

Then Nameless appeared in the palace instantly, "Implement the plan immediately" Li Zhongyi suddenly remembered the nameless voice in his ears.

Li Zhongyi stood up suddenly, and because of his excitement, he was knocked to the ground, but all of this was not within Li Zhongyi's attention, "Order the imperial city to be enshrined, all set off, and the four generals act according to the plan" An order came out, and the war machine of the Tang Dynasty was running at a very fast speed in an instant.

At this time, in the second floor of the building, only Fuzi, Nameless, Li Slow, Sangsang, and Ning Que were left, everything happened between lightning and flint, and the disciples of the academy and Wang Shusheng were also transferred out in an instant. After all, if Hao Tianzhen suddenly awakened, there would be no way for others to participate in this battle.

Keeping Ning Que is because he knows that Sang Sang will not let Haotian hurt Ning Que, and there may be a glimmer of opportunity for Ning Que to have it.

This battle was not in Nameless and Master's plans, and they didn't expect that Sangsang would awaken so soon, but after years of preparation, Nameless and Master were not afraid of this war.

Sangsang is still the same Sangsang, but the parchment rolls are getting brighter and brighter.

Suddenly, there was no wind, and it flew into the sky and unfolded.

There was no wind spontaneously combusting, and the parchment began to burn instantly, and the flame was not red or yellow, but black.

Black flames, Nameless has never seen.

Nameless and Master didn't move, and the situation in front of them didn't look like Haotian was about to recover, after all, Haotian's divine light and black flames were indeed two extreme forces.

Although this black is a flame, it does not have any temperature, and when it burns, it brings everyone an eerie and cold feeling.

Eventually, the parchment burned out, but no debris was left. The black flame suddenly turned into a word "Hades"

The word "Hades" was cast from flames, and it suddenly rushed into Sangsang's body.

In an instant, a vicissitudes and noble aura awakened in Sang Sang's body. Sang Sang's eyes leaked with pain, and he lay on the ground tremblingly, convulsing constantly.

"Sangsang, what's wrong with you, Sangsang" Ning Que hurriedly hugged Sangsang and shouted desperately.

"Cold, I'm so cold" Sang Sang seemed to have regained part of his will. Start a conversation. "It's hot~ so hot" After a while, Sangsang, who was originally cold, suddenly began to shout heat.

"Sangsang, visualize the Xuanyuan Sword, use the divine consciousness to turn into the divine sword and kill the evil cult" The nameless operation of the divine consciousness began to shout, wanting to awaken Sangsang's consciousness.

Li had already taken out the Tao Te Ching, "The Tao is the Tao, the Tao is very Tao, the name is very famous, the beginning of the nameless heaven and earth is the door of the mysteries~" The voice of the Tao Te Ching spread throughout the room, naturally with a special magic.

Between the alternation of hot and cold, Nameless and Jun Mo plus Ning Que's shout.

Sang Sang began to sit cross-legged, trying to visualize the Xuanyuan Sword in the sea.

At the same time, Sang Sang's body also became two heavens of ice and fire, the left side of his body was hot like fire, and the right side of his body was as cold as ice.

Yin and Yang were mixed, and even Sang Sang's face became hideous and terrifying.

"Ah~" Sang Sang let out a painful roar, and could only keep enduring it.

"Teacher, hurry up and save Sangsang" Ning Que had no master of the six gods at this time, so he could only kneel on the ground and pray for the two of them to save their lives.

The Master and Nameless looked at each other again.

"I'll come" The master is very domineering.

"There is no rule in the world" belongs to the master's realm alone, and the addition of a third-party force instantly made Sang Sang spit out a mouthful of blood.

But it was precisely because of the Master's participation that the tripartite forces entered a strange balance, and the tripartite was clearly distinguished, and began to have a chance to breathe.

Sang Sang breathed a long sigh of relief, the pain in his body suddenly lessened, and suddenly said a sentence from his mouth, and then passed out completely.

"Sangsang, Sangsang" Ning Que saw Sangsang faint and shouted.

"Let him sleep, it's okay for the time being, and you can live in the back mountain for the time being, so as to prevent accidents," said the master.

"Yes, Teacher Xie" Ning Que cared about Sangsang's body, and he didn't care about saying any kind words, so he could only say thank you.

After Ning Que took Sangsang away, the master and Nameless sat at the small table, and the two faced each other.

"Hades?" The Master suddenly burst out with two words.

"Possibly, but not surely," Nameless said.

"Legend has it that the Hades had seven thousand Hades, and Haotian and Hades were opposite gods," the Master added.

"If so, aren't our guesses utterly wrong?" Nameless rhetorical question.

"It shouldn't be like this, if it's a simple Hades, there shouldn't be a phenomenon of bipolar rivalry," the master said after some thought.

"I think there's one person who might know something," Nameless said

"Who?" The Master said.

"Buddha Master," said namelessly.

"Isn't he dead?" The Master said in amazement.

"It's just a geist, it's not dead," Nameless said.

"Let's go and see," said the Master.

"Go"

"Go"

The two of them said they were leaving, but Nameless always felt as if he had forgotten something.

The transferred disciples of the academy were completely forgotten by the two, and the poor academy gentleman could only make a night of wind on the wasteland with such a teacher, and it was not until the next day that Li slowly found that there was no one in the academy, and he remembered that everyone had been transferred elsewhere.

Like to save the world from the beginning of the storm, please collect: () Start from the storm to save the world at the earliest update speed.