The ancient city of Nuoda, three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, guarded by guards with extraordinary bearing, most of them are middle-aged men, and the evil aura exuded by their bodies is known at a glance that it has been condensed after countless lives and deaths.

Tian Ze, Shao Guangqing, Yun Zong and other ink masters selected from various countries followed the middle-aged Jinyi and slowly walked off the giant boat.

Entering the Mojia Organ City, Tianze really felt the majestic momentum here, as well as the mysterious and mighty atmosphere.

"This is the Mo family...... Organ City ......"

Shao Guangqing is okay, Yun Zong, who came to the city for the first time, was also stunned by this ancient city, like a hillbilly entering the city, he was amazed at everything he saw, and his expression was very exciting.

"How does it feel?" The middle-aged man in brocade looked at everyone proudly and asked, he has lived in this ancient city for a long time, and he does have proud capital.

"Let's go into town!" Seeing that everyone was still shocked and did not return to their senses, the middle-aged man in brocade shook his head slightly, waved his hand to everyone and said.

"That's... Look! Look..."After walking less than a hundred feet, a young man who traveled with him found that there was a huge platform in the middle of the ancient city, and there was a statue on that huge platform, and the statue that the young man pointed to was a man in a green robe.

Under the stone statue of the man in the green robe, there are also lines of small characters engraved.

Everyone followed his gaze and saw that the text read: In 482 BC, Mo Zhai founded a sect here and founded the Mohist school, which is hereby engraved and remembered by future generations. ”

Mozi, the founder of the Mo family! Whether it is in the Mo family or the Kyushu continent, he is a legend, he is a well-deserved supreme powerhouse in this era, and he has been the peak sage for hundreds of years!

Tian Ze was slightly stunned, looking at the young statue on the giant platform, his expression was a little trance.

Mo Zhai's statue has stood in this ancient city for more than 300 years, and he is still full of spirit, and the momentum that is majestic in the world makes Tianze's body tremble a little uncontrollably, and even his waist is a little unable to straighten up.

"This is the statue of Mo Sheng, the ancestor of our Mo family, and those who enter the city must bow down to the ancestor, and only after getting his permission can they enter the city." The middle-aged man in brocade tidied up his clothes, and after kneeling three times and knocking nine times, he said to Tianze.

"The sage closest to the way of heaven... What kind of existence are they? ”

Tian Ze was also slightly surprised in his heart, Mo Zhai, as the top sage of this era, he was indeed qualified to accept his own bowing ceremony.

Following the customs, Tianze also knelt and kowtowed with the others, and at the moment when he knelt down, he saw that the statue suddenly shook violently.

Seeing this, Tian Ze's heart twitched, and he hurriedly used the power of magic to stabilize the statue, this sudden change startled Tian Ze, and fine sweat broke out on his forehead.

......

In the concentration hall, Yan Ping, the great son of the Mo family, and the last big man Dugu looked at each other.

Yan Ping twisted the white piece in his hand and looked at the chess game uncertainly.

"Senior Brother Yan Ping is worried about Senior Nephew Jing Ke?"

Smack.

"Senior Brother Dugu, please." Yan Ping shook his head slightly, and landed the white seeds in his hand on the chessboard full of black seeds.

"Senior Brother Yan, you still like swords to go sideways." Dugu Fang looked at the lonely white child on the chessboard, stroked his gray long beard, and glanced at Yan Ping with some complicated looks.

"Senior Brother Dugu, the character who can alarm the Ink Saint, which country do you think it will be?" Yan Ping chuckled and glanced at Dugu Fang, and asked with a little meaning.

"It's hard to say..."Dugufang's smile slowly faded, and he paused and said, "It should be Yanmo." ”

"Yan Mo..."Yan Ping showed a wry smile, "Originally, this Juzi Conference was a competition between our two families... can be free of Yan Dan's strong intervention, coupled with this mysterious person who can alarm the ink saint... It's going to be lively. ”

"It's a bit unexpected." Dugu Fang, and then put his white son in the position where the black son was, pointed to that position and said: "This move is a dangerous move..."

"It's about the Momen heritage... That's all there is to it. Yan Ping sighed lightly, and then said slowly.

"Although it is a dead end for us, it may not be another chance to break the game for the whole of Momen. Do you know what the consequences will be? Seeing Yan Ping's lonely expression, Dugu paused slightly and said in a deep voice.

As Dugu's last words fell, the entire Concentration Hall suddenly fell silent.

For a long time, Dugu Fang looked at Yan Ping, who was determined, and confirmed in a deep voice: "Senior Brother Yan Ping... Are you really up to business? ”

"Senior Brother Dugu, I know what I'm doing... The path of the Mo family cannot be destroyed in the hands of our generation..."Yan Ping and Dugu looked at each other, unwavering about what they were about to do.

The slanting sun shone through the curtain on Yan Ping's body, and Dugu Fang looked at him deeply, and finally did not persuade him again.

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The competition ground of the Juzi Conference is located in the center of the ancient city, and from a distance, it exudes a solemn and ancient atmosphere, and this palace is the most imposing hall in the entire organ city.

Its name is 'Ling Tian Temple' and it has existed for more than three hundred years, and every Juzi meeting is held here.

Tian Ze and Shao Guangqing followed Jin Yizhong into the Ling Tian Palace.

According to his words, today is the first day of the Juzi Conference, and it will also be the most cruel day, and the weak will all be eliminated on this day.

The first competition of the Juzi Conference will be held in the side hall of Ling Tian Palace, the side hall is located in the southeast of Ling Tian Palace, standing a hundred zhang away, Tian Ze can feel the bursts of murderous aura coming from inside, obviously there are many masters gathered inside.

Tian Ze, Shao Guangqing, Yun Zong, they slowly walked into the center of the hall, the entire hall was already full of people, only the position in the front row was empty, it may be that the core members of the Mo family did not want to come early.

As soon as they entered the main hall, they saw a man in Tsing Yi sitting not far away, who was the suitor who followed Duanmu Rong in Boyang City that day.

Seeing the three of Tianze, he frowned and looked at them, and when he saw Shao Guangqing walking towards him with Tianze, he couldn't help but mock: "You can't sit in the position here, if you sit wrong, you will die!" ”

Regarding the cynical words of the man in Tsing Yi, Tian Ze directly chose to ignore him and ignored him.

"Humph! I really don't know what happened to Wei Mo, he let a waste come to the city to embarrass people! The man in Tsing Yi looked at Tianze with disdain and said coldly to him.

Tian Ze had already ignored this jumping clown, but when Yun Zong heard the sneering words of the man in Tsing Yi, he couldn't help but want to rush up and beat him up, but he was stopped by Shao Guangqing, who was standing beside him, shook his head at him, and said indifferently: "No need to care... Let's sit here. ”

Tian Ze and Shao Guangqing sat in the middle and upper rows, and there were still a few empty seats, these positions were in the sea of people, and it was not easy to attract attention.

After Tian Ze sat down, he sensed the people in the main hall and found that although the person sitting in the back was also a heaven-level ninth-order, his aura was obviously much weaker than that in the middle.

It seems that they dare to sit in the front position here, and their strength is very good, and the momentum exuded by those who sit at the front makes Tianze feel a little jealous.

Tian Ze condensed the strength of the masters in the hall, and soon he found Duanmu Rong, she was sitting at the front and on the side.

These positions should be reserved for the core members of the Mo family, and it is obvious that Duanmu Rong should be the figure standing at the top of the pyramid in the entire Juzi Conference.