At noon, the warm sun hangs high, under the rain platform, the figure in front of the eight stone tablets has come a batch, walked a group, among which there are those who are distracted and have no choice but to retreat, and there are also people who step forward for a glimpse of the essence of the martial arts of the heavenly master, except for a few people, eight or nine times out of ten are difficult to bear the impact of the divine will in the inscription on the tablet, the mind is unstable, and the true qi is reversed, and he suddenly suffers internal injuries.

Most of the eyes of the surrounding martial artists were fixed on Mo Qingge, and there were many discussions in their mouths, and their expressions were quite surprised.

Alina also said strangely: "Comprehending the divine will on the stone tablet is the most consuming mind, but when Ling Chongxiao visited the broken word tablet on the first day, he only insisted on it for an hour and a half before he was distracted, and he retreated gloomily, and only came to comprehend it again the next day! Mo Gongzi has now far surpassed Ling Chongxiao, and he has insisted for nearly two hours!"

Li Yaohua touched her flat stomach and muttered: "This bastard had better be finished in the next moment, spurting blood from his mouth, and dying, hum! Grandma's stomach has been screaming for a long time!"

Hearing Li Yaohua's angry words, Jiang Qingyue couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but cast her eyes on the figure in front of the "trapped" word monument, her eyes darkened!

At this moment, the two carriages stopped at the periphery of the crowd, and Jia Huo, who was dressed as a member, lifted the curtain and walked down from one of the carriages with his head down.

His eyes swept sideways in the field, and then landed on the three of Alina, and strode over.

On the rain prayer platform, the old man in Xuanyi looked at Mo Qingge with a slightly surprised expression, among the eight-character tips he created, the word "trap" is the most mysterious and unpredictable, and the consumption of the mind is large, and it is enough to rank among the top three in the eight-character tips.

The first master of Hanjiang City, who has cultivated to the point of being out of the body, in front of the "broken" stele he erected, he only insisted on an hour and a half, and the old man in Xuanyi's eyesight was already among the top in the world, so he naturally saw at a glance that Mo Qingge's spirit was perfect, and the "quantity" was enough, but he had not yet crossed the threshold of "quality" and stepped into the realm of the original god out of the body.

Previously, the duel between Mo Qingge and Han Wancheng's father and son, the old man in Xuanyi looked at it at all, and spoke highly of Mo Qingge in his heart, otherwise he would not be biased, only called Han Wancheng, who was a "stubborn stone" in his eyes, and did not mention anything about Mo Qingge's "jade", although he glanced at Mo Qingge, he probably only thought that he was at most comparable to Ling Chongxiao, and now Mo Qingge has insisted on it for nearly two hours, which really makes him a celestial grandmaster!

In front of the word "trap", Mo Qingge's body was shocked, and then his eyes opened and closed, and he broke away from the magic of the word "trap".

The word "trap" is as vast as the sky and the sea, the magic is endless, but the consumption of the mind is also quite large, Mo Qingge is a tired bird, a tired fish, although there is a heart to soar and swim, but there is a weak heart, the mind is excluded.

However, because of the method of "the heart is like stopping water", the speed of understanding the secret of the word "trap" is no longer enough to describe the success with half the effort, and the secret of the word "trap" has been mastered for the most part.

The brain felt a little dizzy, Mo Qingge took a deep breath, turned his head to look at the old man in Xuanyi, and said with a smile: "Today, I have learned from the trapping stele of the predecessors, and the younger generation has gained a lot, so I will go back and confirm it, and I will come tomorrow to see the mystery of other steles!"

The old man in Xuanyi raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Could it be that you have exhausted the essence of the old man's trapping words?

Mo Qingge shook his head and sighed lightly: "The predecessors' trapped words are broad and profound, the abyss is like the sea, in just two hours, it is difficult to achieve the essence of the very essence, and the younger generations are not talented, only understand the essence of eight or nine out of ten, and the remaining one or two points, no matter what, you can't grasp the essentials." ”

The old man in Xuanyi smiled dumbly, stretched out his hand to stroke his beard and said: "You not only said that the old man's trapping words are broad and profound, but also boasted that you have obtained the essence of eight or nine times out of ten, you are really a sycophant, and you don't forget to boast...... Haha, go, go, come early tomorrow. ”

Mo Qingge responded, then turned around, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Jia Huo standing beside Jiang Qingyue and the three of them, his brows frowned imperceptibly, and when he got closer, he smiled lightly: "How come Shopkeeper Jia is free?"

Jia Huo said with a smile: "Now that the rumors in Hanjiang City are boiling, the third master of Hanjiang City lost a move under the hands of a young man wearing a mask, and the young master is accompanied by a little girl, Jia Mou can not know that the person who wins Han Wancheng's move is Mo Gongzi, plus some things, you need to discuss with the envoy and Mo Gongzi, so I simply came over." ”

"I see, I don't know what needs Shopkeeper Jia to negotiate with Mo?" Mo Qingge asked.

Jia Huo looked around cautiously, and then said in a low voice: "There are many people here, it is not suitable to discuss, Mo Gongzi and the envoy may wish to go to the drunken dream and death building with Jia to have lunch, and then talk about not eating, the drunken shrimp in the drunken dream and death building, the drunken crab is a must in Hanjiang City, if you don't come to Hanjiang City to taste the drunken shrimp in the drunken dream and death building, drunk crab, it would be a pity!"

Having said this, Mo Qingge naturally would not be unappreciative, and took the carriage prepared by Jia Huo with Jiang Qingyue and the others to the direction where the drunken dream and death building were located.

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Drunken Dream Death Building, facing Jinlan Street, backed by Tianxiang River, is the premier restaurant in Hanjiang City, there are drunk shrimp, drunk crabs, and famous wine drunk life and dream death is the most famous, to Hanjiang City, if you don't go to the drunken dream and death building to have a full stomach, go to Yuqing Garden to enjoy the mountain scenery all night, and soak in the hot spring in Chunnuan Villa, it is not considered to have been to Hanjiang City!

Standing on the bank of the Tianxiang River, the drunken dream and death building, the building is seven floors high, the red wall is tiled, the eaves are painted at the corner, the magnificence is extremely magnificent, and the surrounding is surrounded by the simple and elegant pavilion and water pavilion, it is really simple and elegant to see the magnificent, let people see, can not help but give birth to the slightest sense of contradiction and disobedience, but feel that such a layout is just right.

In front of the drunken dream dead building, the two carriages listened slowly, and Jia Huo, who got off the carriage, walked and said: "The drunken dream dead building is the first floor of Xicheng, and you can overlook the half of the scenery of Xicheng Tai when you climb to the top, and you can look at the Hanjiang wharf from afar. ”

"As the so-called full of warm thoughts***, but anyone who has a head and a face in Hanjiang City, picking up people and entertaining guests, is all a banquet, drunk dreams, and dead buildings, and stays in the bustling streets at night, if the son is intentionally ......"

Before Jia Huo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Alina's stomping of the monster.

"There's still a daughter's house here, can you not mention these, Dad? Besides, what kind of person is Mo Gongzi, how can he look down on those broken flowers and willows?"

As he spoke, he enthusiastically took Mo Qingge's left hand into his arms, raised his sky-blue eyes, and swayed slightly with a coquettish meaning: "Young Master Mo, you say, is what Alina said right?"

Mo Qingge squinted at Alina and chuckled: "What Alina said is that Mo is really not very interested in the broken flowers and willows that others have slept with. ”

Jia Huo was slightly stunned, and then said with a haha: "Jia usually said that he was smooth, but he didn't catch it for a while, it was a pure slip of the tongue, Mo Gongzi and don't be surprised!

Mo Qingge smiled gently, didn't say much, and followed Jia Huo into the drunken dream and death building.

Drunken dream dead building does not live up to its name, the inside is splendid, the lights are like weaving, on the central high platform, more than a dozen young and jade-looking girls are wearing tulle, the steps are sometimes slow, sometimes cheerful, the dancing posture is enchanting, leading people to reverie, the delicate body is reflected in the light, exudes a seductive atmosphere, there are musicians on the side to stroke the piano and blow the flute, the music is just like the ears and temples of men and women, telling each other love, the whole hall on the first floor is full of a luxurious and depraved atmosphere.

As soon as Mo Qingge and his party entered the Drunken Dream Death Building, a steward stepped forward and said enthusiastically to Jia Huo: "Rare guests, Shopkeeper Jia is really free to come to my Drunken Dream Death Building today!"

Jia Huo had a kind smile on his face, and said: "There are a few distinguished guests in the house, Jia is preparing to set up a banquet and entertain, thinking about it, it is still the most suitable to be drunk and dreaming of death, Manager Wu, the third room on the sixth floor is still empty, right?"

Steward Wu's eyes hurriedly swept over Mo Qingge and the others, and then smiled: "It's empty, my shopkeeper specially ordered it, this No. 3 room can only be used to entertain Shopkeeper Jia, and my shopkeeper and Shopkeeper Jia also have some time to talk, I heard him read you a while ago, do you want me to go to the ward to him?!"

Jia Huo glanced at Mo Qingge and the others, shook his head and smiled: "It's not necessary, when you have time, Jia will personally visit him." ”

"That's fine!"

Steward Wu smiled, and immediately summoned two more beautiful maids with beautiful faces, and asked them to lead Mo Qingge and his party upstairs.