"Has that person from the Outer Heavens Central World contacted you recently?"

Leaning on the throne, Mo Wen asked seemingly casually. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, the Pope's body was stiff, and his expression, which had not changed in the slightest since he saw the Yuan Qi God being killed and his own treasures being refined, irrepressibly changed.

Just taking a deep breath, the girl pretended to be confused and said: "What is the crown talking about, the subordinates don't understand very well, the outer world has always been mysterious, what's the matter, is there a so-called central world among them?" I am a sacrifice to the Genki God, and although I am also a little interested in the outer heavens, I have never seen the true face, let alone have any contact? ”

Or if a person sees the appearance of the Jingyuan Pope at this time, maybe he will believe her words, after all, in the past thousand years, the Outer Heaven World in the Void Turbulence has almost no connection with the main world, although there are constantly cultivators who go to explore, wanting to find the secrets of the Outer Heaven, but there has been no result.

As the pope of the Jingyuan Temple, it would be too fake for the girl to deny it and pretend not to know anything, but this kind of half-truth rhetorical question is more reassuring.

It's a pity that Mo Wen has read the original book and knows that this pope will marry into the Wuwen Houfu as the secret line between the wife of the leader of the Outer Heaven and Hong Xuanji in the future, and become a concubine, a six-time thunder tribulation master is so wronged by himself, if you want to say that the other party is not a chess piece cultivated by the Outer Heaven from the beginning, you don't believe it if you kill Mo Wen.

Moreover, the Yuanqi God is cast by the five god kings to protect the existence of the people of the Western Regions, and the five god kings are sealed by the Immortal Emperor and the Panhuang two masters and apprentices.

With one hand on his chin, Mo Wen didn't pay attention to the Pope's meaning at all, but said to himself: "Tell the leader's wife, just say that I have her interest in cooperation, so that she has time to come and see me, and tell her that the Daqian royal family has obtained the ancient dragon tooth rice!" ”

"What?!"

Originally, the Pope wanted to pretend and deal with the past, but Mo Wen shattered all her masks with two bombs in a row.

One is that Mo Wen directly pointed out that the person who contacted her was the wife of the Central World Leader, which shows that Mo Wen really knew her relationship with the Outer Heavens, and was not lying to her, and knew a lot; The second is that the Daqian royal family actually got the dragon's tooth rice, you must know that this is the most precious food in the world, with it, the Daqian royal family will not be able to accumulate enough power to destroy the world in a few years, which is not in line with the Pope's plan behind the world.

Gritting his teeth slightly, weighing the pros and cons in his heart, Pope Huo Ran raised his head, and his face was no longer as submissive as before.

"Your Excellency Mo Wen, do you have any evidence for the matter of the Daqian royal family getting the dragon tooth rice? You must know that this is something that the entire Dragon Clan did not get when Emperor Pan was destroyed, how could it be so easily obtained by Yang Pan? ”

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, swiped his hand in the void, and took out a piece of rice that was three feet, three inches and three centimeters long, like a long sword.

"Because I gave it to Yang Pan, what evidence do you need?"

The dragon's tooth rice is fragrant, just smelling it makes people have a kind of appetite conflict, and the rice grains that are far thicker and longer than ordinary rice are also particularly conspicuous, you must know that the hybrid dragon tooth rice, which is regarded as a treasure by the major worlds and is easy to show people, is only a finger to grow, to say that the real dragon tooth rice in Mo Wen's hand is not the real dragon tooth rice, the Pope does not believe it.

It was only because of believing that the latter felt dizzy and almost wanted to vomit blood.

"Y-Do you know what you've done? Yang Pan has the Thunder Pool of the Boat of Creation, and he also has a large number of henchmen, hand over the dragon tooth rice to him, he can almost make martial saints in batches, you said that you want to cooperate with our Central World, is this the method of cooperation? ”

Jumping up irritably, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Mo Wen at this moment, the Jingyuan Pope would have wanted to do it.

However, Mo Wen didn't care and shrugged his shoulders.

"I don't need this thing, how can I exchange it for the Future Lifeless Sutra, the Second Chapter of the Taishang Dao Universe and the Heavenly Book of Creation from Yang Pan's hands!"

His eyebrows raised slightly, as if he sensed something, and Mo Wen just smiled.

"Look, isn't that what you have?"

I saw that outside the main hall, three figures slowly fell from the sky, and then walked straight into the main hall with different things in their hands.

The Pope glanced at it, and then his eyes froze.

Each of these three figures has exactly the same face as Mo Wen, and they are obviously the clones of the latter, as a world where ideas can manifest and divide in various ways, a master of Taoism can do this, so she doesn't care much, what really makes the Pope care is the things in the hands of these clones.

The one on the far left, holding several scriptures in his hand, stacked together can't see all of them, but the top one is faintly dark gold, with sandalwood, and on the cover, just a few simple lines are drawn to outline a void, so that people can feel the meaning of the vacuum at a glance.

The one who walks in the middle is holding a robe in both hands, the whole body is a light crystal color, almost between transparent and translucent, with the flow of light and color, gradually clarifying a color, is intertwined by countless unknown warp and weft veins, these warp and weft veins, some like star map tracks, some like geographical lines, some like human palm prints, with the mystery of heaven, earth, and people. At the same time, on the robe, which is clearly a vestment, there is a heavy collection of scriptures written in ancient characters. The scriptures are simple, the words are round, elongated, like a boat like a bridge, and the appearance of sinking and floating in the boundless sea of suffering is not ordinary at first glance.

And the one who walked on the far right seemed a little strange, he was holding a large bag with a strange color in his right hand, and in his left hand he was actually holding a half-old monk with a red face and big hands and feet, the monk was obviously not a good kind, the strong blood, and the faint martial arts fist intent, all of which showed the identity of the latter's peak martial saint, but at this time, this martial saint looked a little embarrassed, and was pinched by Mo Wen's doppelganger, and he couldn't move at all, as if he was grabbed by a large cat on the neck.

The Pope has been in charge of the Jingyuan Temple for many years, and he can be regarded as well-informed, and when he looked at the three doppelgangers who walked in, he immediately gasped.

""The Future of No Life", such as a robe, a cloth bag?"

A trace of greed flashed in his eyes, even if it was the Pope's heart, looking at these three treasures, he was secretly frightened, "The Future of Lifeless Sutra" needless to say, the holy land of the Great Chan Temple's town temple scriptures, the past, present, and future of the three scriptures of the most mysterious one, it is said that the abbots of the past dynasties have not practiced, and the robe is the magic weapon of the ancient holy emperor "Yuan", containing the way of the other side of the "Maha Vajra Prajnaparamita", which is the supreme armor, and it is more than the emperor of the Pan Emperor's Heavenly First Dragon Armor. Although the remaining Qiankun cloth bag is inferior to the first two, it is also a storage magic weapon that can become a void by itself, and it is the second largest transportation magic weapon in the ancient Rashomon in the world.

The scriptures, the magic weapons of the Dao, it can be said that the things that a cultivator dreams of are all in front of him, and if he gets these things in his hands now, the Pope has the confidence to greatly increase his strength and become the grasp of the creator to add three layers out of thin air.

It's a pity that Mo Wen is here now, with his strength, the Pope can't do anything, and he doesn't dare to do anything.

Noticing the greed and unwillingness that flashed in the Pope's eyes, Mo Wen shook his head and smiled.

"Isn't it "The Future of No Life", such as a robe, a Qiankun cloth bag? It is the present Sutra, the Future Sutra of No Life, the Book of Creation, the Two Chapters of the Universe, and the Robe! ”

Taking the doppelganger back, Mo Wen slapped his hands and directly slapped the Qiankun cloth bag into pieces, and in the broken mezzanine, a page of dark golden light shone brightly, like a Bayeux scripture, and something floated out and fell into Mo Wen's hands.

Looking at the scriptures, standing with his head held high, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, the mighty Buddha who is the only one in the world, the old monk who was originally captured by Mo Wen and half dead suddenly opened his eyes wide, and immediately exclaimed, "Now the General Outline of the Sutra!" This is the "General Outline of the Present Rulai Sutra"! Who are you, who are you, and why do you know about the secret that no one even knows about our Great Zen Temple? ”

Although "Now Rulai Sutra" is the mastery of the Great Zen Temple, the general outline has been lost, and only the method of sacrificial cultivation of the human immortal acupoint is retained, otherwise, with the power of dominating the present, the Great Zen Temple may not be easily destroyed by the Dream God Machine and the Daqian Imperial Family.

At this time, seeing Mo Wen easily found the secret that generations of people in the Great Zen Temple had been searching for, how could the monk Jingren, the orphan of the Great Zen Temple, not be surprised?

But Mo Wen didn't answer, he just looked at the Jingren monk, and then at the pope with a surprised look in his eyes, and smiled.

"Monk Jingren, would you like to be my subordinate? I can help you rebuild the Great Zen Temple! ”