Early the next morning, Li Mo drove down the mountain with a familiar road, and the members of the Order had already rushed to the morning class, living in this turbulent era, force is the guarantee of everything, people gathered together with different beliefs, but no matter what kind of beliefs, at least they had to survive first.

Coming to the front of the temple, Kesu sat on the futon at the door as always, there was a little mist floating on the Seimi Mountain in the early morning, hitting the body, wet, as if the hair was gray, and the other four disciples had already arrived, sitting cross-legged under the steps, carrying out meditation training.

This is the training of an assassin, you need to meditate all the time to keep yourself calm and master yourself, and if you can't master a face, then he is definitely not a qualified assassin.

The five contemporary disciples are the senior brother Sheng Heng, the second Limo, the third is a thin man named Zhang Qi, the fourth Lingge, and the last one to enter a white-haired man wearing a mask, called He Zhi.

Li Mo quickly sat down in his place, began to meditate, calming his state of mind, in the deep pool of ancient wells without waves in his heart, the black mist was filled, and some practical skills were slowly introduced into the depths of Li Mo's heart.

Kesu, who was sitting at the door, opened his eyes slightly, looked at Li Mo below, and frowned involuntarily, although this disciple was calm on the one hand, but on the other hand, he had always maintained a high fighting spirit, the two were not opposites, indicating that Li Mo was enjoying the battle, and the more intense the battle, the happier and calmer he was.

This reminded him of an old man in the past, an old man who made him feel very bad, so this is also the reason why he has always been a little prejudiced against Limo, on the one hand, he has family affection for this disciple who was raised since childhood, and on the other hand, he is afraid that he will follow the old path of that person, so he is extremely strict with him.

As the bell rang, the morning class gradually ended, and the members of the sect looked enviously at the few disciples at the door, each generation of Saint Assassins was carefully selected, and they could learn the knowledge of controlling the Celestial Scars, and although they could also learn various abilities and techniques, they could not master the corresponding Celestial Marks due to unsuitable physique and other reasons.

Therefore, most of these members of the order, after the completion of the morning class, can only go to the bottom of the mountain to do farm work, and a few can further become official members of the temple of Mt. Saint-Mi, and only need to exercise every day, and only a few disciples of the master can practice the knowledge of holding the Celestial Scars.

There are a total of five sets of corresponding Celestial Scars, so each generation of Mt. Sacred will have five top-tier assassins, of course, for various reasons, if they have the right physique, they will also be cultivated and become substitutes for the Celestial Scars.

It's just that in order not to provoke conflicts, the substitutes will not train with the official leader, unless there is an emergency, and it is difficult for them to even meet.

When Kesu asked the disciples questions one by one, he stopped teaching, these disciples have almost mastered the relevant knowledge, and it won't be long before they can inherit the heavenly scars, these disciples are also smart, and the relevant knowledge is remembered strictly, so Kesu also smiled and said, "Let's go and exercise." ”

"Please wait, Master. Li Mo said suddenly, which also made Kesu, who was familiar with him, frown, and an irritable thought rose from his heart, but it quickly disappeared, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he said with a little indifference: "What's the matter?" ”

"I want to challenge Senior Brother again. Li Mo was not stupid, he also noticed the displeasure on Shizun's face, but defeating the senior brother was his obsession, and he was willing to give up if he succeeded once no matter what.

"Sheng Heng, do you agree? Kesu turned his head to look at Sheng Heng, who was a little embarrassed, and a wave of irritability rose in his heart, the kind of situation where everyone just got along well, but someone wanted to make trouble, had been provoking Kesu's nerves, but as a master assassin, he had a strong grasp of his own state of mind, so he quickly calmed down again.

"Let's try it then. Sheng Heng was a little embarrassed, he was a little competitive when he was a child, and he wanted to ensure the reputation of the big disciple, so he refused to lose, and when he understood the reason, he understood that he had become an obsession with Limo, it was already difficult to deliberately lose, and he would definitely be detected, and it was even worse at that time.

"Then let's try again, Limo, this is the last time you will be allowed to compete, understand?" Kesu also wanted the matter between them to end quickly, and he would inherit the Celestial Scar soon, and he didn't want to make any more trouble.

"Understood, I'll win anyway!" Li Mo was full of confidence and stood in the middle of the field.

Not only is he generally not interested in this kind of duel, so he said goodbye to Kesu and left early, while the other third disciple Zhang Qi glanced at Ling Ge, who had been paying attention to Limo, and said with a smile: "Senior sister, let's go, yesterday's task has not been explained to Uncle Shi, anyway, Limo will lose, we don't need to watch it." ”

"I already told Uncle Shi yesterday, and how can you be sure that Limo will lose? I think he will win this time. Ling Ge pursed his lips in displeasure, looked at the two people who saluted each other in the field, and ignored Zhang Qi.

Zhang Qi's face was a little unnatural, he looked at Limo in the field a little sullenly, and sighed in his heart, what is good about that kid, isn't it just that he looks better, acts chicly, and is stronger than himself, what else is there?

Li Mo pulled out the short blade, and the three darts had already shot out, rushing to Sheng Heng's side, blocking Sheng Heng's actions, his body flashed, and he also rushed towards Sheng Heng with a short blade, wielding the short blade with all his might.

Sheng Heng's movements were not slow, or even faster, he pulled out a short blade of the same standard, picked it out, knocked the two darts into the air, and chopped the last one backwards and flew back, forcing Li Mo to change the knife path and retract his strength.

How do you know that as soon as Li Mo's footsteps stopped, the whole person seemed to have an unstable footing, and fell forward, dodging the darts that flew back upside down, supporting the ground with the other hand, staying slightly, and then jumping up at a faster speed, the short blade in his hand splitting out.

Sheng Heng was helpless, so he had to pick up the knife and connect it hard, but as soon as the two blades were handed over, Sheng Heng felt that something was wrong, after the successful chopping, his body was still pushed forward, and a force came from the blade like a shock wave, and then Sheng Heng immediately felt that the muscles in his hand were sore, and the muscles in his right hand were involuntarily spasmodic and paralyzed, so that Sheng Heng almost couldn't hold the knife.

Excitement flashed in Li Mo's eyes, this is a small trick from that thing, through the concussion, the force rushes into the enemy's body, causing the opponent's muscles to be uncomfortable, and the serious direct muscle breakage, even if the two are equal in strength, it can make the other party temporarily paralyzed.

The blow was successful, Li Mo took advantage of Sheng Heng's right hand to be paralyzed, pulled out the dagger with his left hand, and advanced towards Sheng Heng, and his right hand also turned to grab the short blade and raised it towards Sheng Heng, as if he wanted to cut him off with a knife.

Even Kesu, who was sitting on it, couldn't help but get serious, Li Mo's move just now was really good, and then Kesu shook his head, although it was good, it was a pity that it was still a little worse to defeat Sheng Heng.