Mo Hanfei ran into the thatched hut, and saw that the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were still there, and he was in a hurry with excitement. Pick up the wolf howl dipped in cinnabar from the ground, spread the yellow paper, learn the style of ink and heavy sky, hold the table with one hand, and breathe slowly to moisten the pen.

He closed his eyes gently, trying to think about the gesture of Mo Chongtian's brush, the brushwork of drawing the 'Great Compassion Charm' and the outline of the 'Great Compassion Charm'.

The situation of memory fragments appeared in front of his eyes, and the runes of the 'Great Compassion Talisman' became clearer and clearer, like a red dragon imprinted in his mind.

He didn't hesitate and put pen to paper.

Learn from the ancestors to write like mountains, write like a snake flying, majestic and heroic, and have a good bearing.

Although it did not have the momentum that shook the heavens and the earth like the ancestors, it was also a shocking wind and thunder, and the dark clouds in the sky outside the grass hut gradually began to change.

Finally, he clicked three times at the bottom of the rune, firm and powerful. With these three clicks, he can figure out the indignant and resolute state of mind of the ancestors, fearless, fearless, not thinking about life and death, ignoring reincarnation, and saving the people from fire and water.

After the 'Great Compassion Talisman' was drawn, the red rune on the yellow paper was similar to the nine points drawn by Mo Chongtian, but it always felt like something was missing.

With doubts in his heart, Mo Han immediately took a step back, and a thick mist-like aura gushed out from his palm, turning lightly towards the yellow paper.

To his surprise, no matter how he turned, the runes did not react in the slightest, and the aura only floated on the yellow paper, as if it was blocked by a layer of doors.

Mo Han focused on the center and tried several times in a row. Because all the qi in the body was mobilized, what gushed out was the tip of the iceberg and a drop of lake water, but the spiritual power was consumed hugely. It's like the consumption of a great war, and there are beads of sweat oozing from my forehead.

"What's the problem?"

Mo Han tried many times, but he still couldn't float the spirit rune out of the yellow paper like the ancestors did and complete the blood sacrifice.

He felt that the 'Great Compassion Talisman' text he drew was no different from that drawn by the ancestors, and when he injected the aura, it was like a door jammed, and he couldn't open or penetrate it no matter what.

He painted over and over again, infusing the aura over and over again.

fail

fail

fail

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The cold wind blew into the hut, and yellow paper with runes swirled in the wind, filling the house.

Cinnabar and yellow paper seem to never run out, no matter how many runes Mo Han lifts off that he thinks are wasted, there are so many yellow papers below, and there are still so many cinnabars.

He didn't pay attention to this, painting over and over again, injecting aura over and over again.

I don't know when, my hair fell out, and my white clothes turned gray and yellow, as if they hadn't been washed or changed for many years, and they were about to break when I tore them lightly with my hands. The beard on the side of his mouth grows up, his sword eyebrows are tightened, his gaze is like a torch, and the red 'Great Compassion Talisman' is reflected in his heavy pupils.

By painting the 'Great Compassion Talisman' over and over again, his state of mind became more and more open and open-minded. Suddenly, he felt a powerful and mysterious power in it, which could regulate yin and yang and turn things upside down.

Mo Han is getting closer and closer to Mo Chongtian when he drew the talisman, that kind of majestic state of mind, and the Lingyun bearing that looks at the world when he waves.

Suddenly, Mo Han held the wolf's hair in his hand, straightened up, his eyes were dilute like dementia, and he finally understood where the difference with the ancestor was.

The seasons change outside the hut, I don't know how many springs, autumns, winters and summers have passed, and now it is the season of heavy snowfall.

Mo Han remembered the words written by his ancestor before drawing the rune, and he had fused his powerful will into the rune.

"Sincerely, the gold and stone are open. Connect with the heart god and runes to reach the realm of human beings and oneness. ”

Mo Han came to his senses and became calm and calm. Spread the yellow paper, moisten the pen full, and write hard with your wrist in the air.

Dark clouds obligate the earth

Rampant silver serpent devours the sky

Dark night and day are not heavenly fires

Kyushu floating corpses and blood flow

Heaven and earth have no mercy on the people

The charm of the spirit is called the prince

The universe is reversed and disordered

The sun and the moon are dim and ghostly

The dragon dives into the deep sea and the tiger returns to the mountain

Cangyu who is the master of ups and downs!

Thick clouds rolled in the sky, thunder and lightning were like thousands of giant pythons and silver snakes roaring with their teeth and claws. The dark clouds are getting lower and lower, and the thunder and lightning are getting closer and closer to the top of the mountain.

A thunderclap swept away the hut, and everything around it vanished, as if to warn Mo Han not to go against the sky

Mo Han pressed the yellow paper, and in the howling wind, he flew his pen and painted the great compassion runes.

As the runes gradually took shape, the mountains flashed with thunder and lightning, and the dark clouds pressed down from above the sky like a skyscraper hand.

After the rune was drawn, Mo Han threw the wolf behind him. Stretching out his hand, the aura was like a dead injection to suppress the yellow paper talisman that was swept by the wind.

"It is the order of the Qiankun program, and the sun and the moon are still bright. Slaughter all the evil and tread the darkness. If the heavens stand in my way, I will seal the heavens!

Great Compassion Fu Spirit!

Mo Han's palm rose, and a tall red rune appeared in front of Mo Han.

The majesty emanating from the Great Compassion Rune Spirit calmed the mountains, and the violent storm and snow within dozens of zhang suddenly froze, and the thunder and lightning gathered and flashed but did not dare to fall.

Mo Han bit his finger, and the essence blood on his fingertips flew towards Fu Ling.

The light of the rune spirit flashed, and the red light covered the entire mountain, staining the sky under the dark clouds red.

Mo Han stretched out his hand, and the rune spirit gradually became the size of his palm.

At this time, Mo Han stood on the top of the mountain, his long hair flying in the wind, as if he held the divine power of the five elements, turning the tide and looking at the sky.

The dark clouds formed a huge whirlpool, and the whirlpool was moving rapidly, and the thunder and lightning also merged with the condensation of the whirlpool.

The silver dazzling lightning gradually turned several feet thick, and with a roar, the heavens and the earth shook, and the mountains collapsed. Lightning poured down towards Mo Han, as if he would not hesitate to annihilate the heavens and the earth and turn the heavens and the earth into ashes.

Mo Han raised his head, the corners of his mouth raising in disdain.

"In that case, don't blame me for entering the Heavenly Realm and crushing the void. Heaven destroys me, I seal the sky!"

At this time, Mo Han and Mo Chongtian were no longer able to distinguish between them, maybe they were two people, or maybe they were the overlap of time and space.

Just as the silver dragon lightning was about to fall, two golden lightning bolts of one zhang thick flashed on the left and right sides of Mo Han.

After the two golden lightning bolts fused, they became several feet thick, like a golden flying dragon, and its momentum was comparable to that of a silver flying dragon falling from the sky.

The two thunderbolt dragons are going to fight each other, and the speed of rushing towards each other is getting faster and faster.

'Boom!'

The two dragons collided, and the golden lightning and silver lightning fused together and eroded each other.

After an explosion, countless circles of light appeared above the sky, and the golden and silver circles of light were layered on top of each other, covering the entire sky like water waves.

The two colors of gold and silver erode each other, becoming lighter and fainter, and finally came to naught.

Mo Han turned around and saw that it was the old man who was meditating outside the Gongfa Pavilion who emitted the golden lightning.

The two old men resemble dead wood, but they have the momentum of destroying mountains and seas.

"There are two old men. ”

Mo Han bowed and thanked.

The two old men were silent, their bodies were slightly respectful as if they were saluting, and after straightening up, the golden light flashed and disappeared.

Mo Han closed his eyes and probed into the sea of knowledge.

He saw the Great Compassion Rune Spirit floating in front of the Heaven Sealing Scroll, and the Heaven Sealing Scroll flashed with golden light, and then slowly unfolded a part of it.

The Great Compassion Fu Spirit moved slowly like a wave of water, gently floating in the blank space of a section of the Heaven Sealing Jar, slowly falling on it, and merging into the Heaven Sealing Scroll.

After Feng Tianqi slowly rolled up, Mo Han's mind withdrew from the sea of knowledge.

Mo Han's body seemed to be dispatched, and a spirit relieved himself.

His eyes ached and his body stiffened.

Before he opened his eyes, he heard Jianchen's excited shout: "Wake up, wake up, hahaha!"

"Don't make noise!" came out of the dust's scolding voice.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law. Shui Jingtian shouted softly.

Mo Han opened his eyes, shook his stunted head, and rubbed his eyes.

Seeing Jian Chen sitting on the floating clouds and holding the ground with his hands very tired, the smile on Shui Jingtian's face blossomed, like an iceberg melting and white lotus first dewed.

Dusty breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Han asked, puzzled.

Jianchen got up from the ground, clapped his hands, and said, "What's the matter? You've been standing here for more than ten days, and we're still ... It scared the hell out of me. ”

"More than ten days? I said how it feels like to be in it for more than ten years. Mo Han secretly exclaimed.

"Brother-in-law, what did you see inside?, why has it been so long?" asked Shui Jing Tianxin in surprise.

"I..."

Mo Han shook his head lightly when he saw Chen, and changed his words: "I didn't see anything, I learned a set of exercises in it, and it took a long time." ”

Lichen said, "Okay, since we have accepted the inheritance, let's go out." ”

The three of them walked out with the dust, and Mo Han took out the Qinglong Sword from the Qingyu Ring, handed it to Jianchen and said, "Jianchen, the Qinglong Sword will be returned to you." ”

"Ahh Jianchen hurriedly continued, his mouth grinning to the root of his ears.

Grabbing the Qinglong Sword is like grasping a smooth green dragon, like a green dragon biting his hand and flicking his tail to break free.

Jian Chen shook his arm, and his temper was just on the Qinglong Sword, and said, "I can't clean you up yet!"

"Suppress it with your bloodline, and it will be good after the mind is connected with the sword spirit. Mo Han reminded.

Ahead was the gate, and Jian Chen jumped out with the Qinglong Sword.

Soaring in front of the door of the Gongfa Pavilion, he twisted and twisted for a long time and did not subdue the Qinglong Sword.

"Hey!"

Jianchen took advantage of the sword momentum and inserted the Qinglong Sword into the bluestone ground and pressed it deadly.

Suddenly found that he had disturbed the two old men, and grinned embarrassedly: "Grandpa, don't blame it!"

The old man who was leaning on the wall turned his head sideways to face the Qinglong Sword casually, and a light shot on the Qinglong Sword.

The Qinglong Sword whined, like a child who had been cleaned up by the old man, timid and afraid, and suddenly became honest.

Water Realm Heaven and Jianchen were shocked when they saw the Qinglong Sword being pointed at by the old man.

Mo Han and Lichen knew that the old man and the sword god should have a good relationship, and it was possible that Qinglong was disobedient and was cleaned up by the old man.

Jianchen quickly subdued the Qinglong Sword, and he couldn't help himself with excitement, and practiced the 'Vast Star Sword' on the square.

With the Qinglong Sword in hand, Jianchen's strength suddenly increased a lot, and the violent blue light sword qi swirled around his body one after another, and he saw from a distance that it was just a cyan ball of light, and the defense was impenetrable.

"Did you see your ancestor inside?" asked Mo Han in a low voice.

"Well, there's a woman who looks like a raccoon. Mo Han wanted to listen to Chen's answer.

Lichen lowered his eyebrows and sighed, and said, "Let everything be fate." ”

Mo Han didn't understand what Yichen meant by all the fate, he was curious if the woman he had seen had returned to the world, and whether she had anything to do with the 'Infinite Talisman'.

"She has saved me so many times, and she wants to be close all the time, does she really have an 'immeasurable talisman' on her body?

Mo Han's mind was in turmoil, and his mind was heavy. What if the fox is really that woman, and she's from the Shadow Sect?