"Holy Verse? What do you mean? ”

The rocks are curious, what a stunt in the Holy City!

Is it possible to learn it?

This is much easier to use than the Confucian script.

"Look at his forehead."

Mo Yunqi asked the rock to look at Mo San's forehead.

The rock turned his head to look at it, and after taking a closer look, he saw a faint holy word on Mo San's forehead.

Talk about black.

has the charm of the three words of the world league written by himself.

Because of this?

couldn't help frowning, and couldn't stop looking at Mo Yunqi's forehead.

Mo Yunqi looked at it, and said in his heart, what are you going to do here?

Those little eyes are ill-intentioned!

I wanted to avoid it, but I didn't dare to show it.

I'm afraid that the rocks will dislike me.

"What does this hymn have to do with it?"

The rocks are curious!

There is an idea in my heart, isn't it just a holy word!

That kind of charm is not the ink in the inkstone.

Isn't it worth thinking about it?

Mo Yunqi, this guy is a child of the Mo family.

Do you want to do a test.

"If you are not a child of the Mo family, you must be a saint!"

Mo Yunqi sighed, there was no way to envy this.

If you don't have enough talent, it's useless to let you have all kinds of minds.

Something that you can't have no matter how hard you try.

"What did the sage say, couldn't he go on?"

The rock is curious, Mo San has always been a saint, and there is no more below.

Didn't he know what the saint said?

It can't be true!

"Do you think the hymns are so simple? Is it enough to know the sayings of the saints? No! Talent, cultivation, opportunity, don't ...... that"

Mo Yunqi sighed.

The Holy Song stunt, it's not that Mo San doesn't want to go down, but he doesn't have that ability.

Can't continue.

Not to that point.

You can't break through your own barriers.

Cultivation is a limit, and if there is a restriction on the things on the side, I'm afraid there are also restrictions.

Where did he know this?

And without the holy posture, naturally it is impossible to understand it thoroughly.

looked at Mo Yunqi's envious, jealous and hateful look.

The rock understood, it wasn't that Mo San didn't want to read the sage's quotations down.

It's simply impossible.

There is no fix, and second, there are other restrictions.

Even if you know the complete sage quotes.

But when the holy verses are performed, they do not want to display the saint's quotations in their entirety.

Just like himself, although he holds the Confucian script.

But what really plays is just a little bit of the skin.

If you draw the words on the Confucian sage calligraphy one by one, it will be displayed in a sword light situation.

That's the power to destroy the world.

It's a pity it's hard to do.

Mo San is the same at this moment.

If you want to harness the true power of the chant, go far!

This is especially the case, which has surpassed all the younger generation of Mo family children.

"Come here."

The rock nodded and called the ink cloud up.

A must try.

Even if it doesn't work, it won't lose anything.

But what if it does?

The next step will save a lot of thought.

It's all about controlling the World Alliance.

With a wave of his hand, he held an ink pen in his hand.

The pen that only wrote the three words of the World Alliance was still there, and he put it away.

Now it is held in the hand again.

Isn't it just a holy word!

Write one to try.

"Do what?"

Mo Yun is suspicious, do you still want to write about the World Alliance!

It seems that the written ones are not used yet!

It's still hidden in itself!

What does that mean?

The rock leaned over, and the pen in his hand was aimed at Mo Yunqi's forehead.

"Do you think it has any effect, do you want to try it?"

You have to make it clear with him, otherwise there will be resistance.

Inscription on the forehead is not a good thing.

He must be made willing.

Mo Yunqi instantly understood.

People are going to test themselves!

I saw a Mo San with a faint holy word on his forehead.

He's going to get one for himself, too.

Mo Yunqi almost burst out laughing.

What a joke!

You think you can write a single word.

Holy Posture!

That's providence, the chosen one.

How can an ordinary person create?

If so, then it's okay.

Feel free to come.

Hold down a Mo family disciple and write a holy word on his forehead.

to become a Holy Posture.

No kidding.

In that case, the Holy City will stand alone in the world, and whoever and what forces will be able to stop it.

Impossible!

It's just whimsical.

But I am also very moved, people are here to improve themselves!

Who can do that.

Is it fun?

By no means, they are all adults, how can they have that kind of childlike heart.

Although as wrong.

But this heart is rare.

I really see myself as a brother.

The guilt in my heart is as full as the emotion.

I had to smile bitterly, but I couldn't refute the face of the rock.

People are doing it for their own good!

"If you want to try, just try it!"

Mo Yunqi sighed in his heart, the difference between himself and Mo San was this.

Without the Holy Posture, one can only become a person at the bottom of the Holy City.

I really hope that the rock will be tested.

In that case, you will also have the Holy Posture.

There is the possibility of chasing the Holy Lord with the Ink Triangle.

Even if you can't become the Holy Lord, what's the matter!

The future is bright.

A holy word, but it is a chasm and an insurmountable obstacle!

People can become candidates for the Holy Lord.

I don't have this possibility!

"I know what you think, but what if it does!"

The rock lifted the pen in front of Mo Yunqi and said.

Mo Yunqi trembled when he heard this.

Oh, yes!

What if it happens?

Isn't it that he also has a holy posture?

Even if it was created by him.

But it's different from ordinary people.

The future was bright!

It is useless to suffer from gains and losses.

Come on.

It was under this man's tent.

The power of Duan Yan may be able to be.

It's just not possible, and you won't lose anything, so why not give it a try.

Maybe it's that God has mercy and promised himself a holy posture.

"Come on! Let me see if I have a holy posture!"

Mo Yunqi raised his head and leaned over.

I wish I had!

I have been in the Holy City for so many years, and I have suffered a lot.

If you want to get ahead, how difficult it is, and hate the frosty sideburns.

If there really is a day to have a holy posture.

I want to see what kind of faces those who underestimate themselves will be.

The rock nodded.

That's right!

How do you know if you can't try it!

The pen in his hand was aimed at Mo Yunqi, and his forehead went up.

Boom

The pen walks the dragon and snake, and the ice is released!

A holy word appeared on the forehead of the ink cloud.

The old ape, behind the rock, saw something like this.

I thought the rocks were brushing with ink clouds.

So snickering maliciously.

I don't know if you smile and laugh, you can't laugh.

There really was a miracle!

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A faint voice.

It seems to have opened the door of some kind of chance.

Mo Yunqi suddenly appeared a little starlight on his forehead.

Jet black as ink.

It then rotates like a vortex.

Look at it only a little.

It's scary!

It looks like it can devour everything.

I can't help but step inside.

It's horrible.

"Uh...... Yes! ”

The intense pain made Mo Yunqi tremble and fall to the ground with convulsions.

Trembling all over, looking like he was going to die.

Rock was dumbfounded, looking at the pen in his hand.

Could it be that he is holding a sword?

Did you pierce Mo Yunqi's forehead?

How do you feel like you're in trouble.

Hurriedly went over to help Mo Yunqi up, and reached out to wipe his forehead.

It's just ink, just wipe it.

But where can it be wiped off.

The charm on the three characters of the World Alliance loomed on his forehead.

This was not over, and it invaded Mo Yunqi's mind unusually quickly.

Rock didn't care about that, and wiped his forehead with all his might.

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The hand of the rock was shining with gold, and the hand holding the sword suddenly appeared.

He was stunned for a moment.

I don't understand why.

At this time, the sword hand suddenly appeared, and it must have been attracted by something.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, watching the changes in his hands.

But the hand holding the sword was still pressed on the holy word on Mo Yunqi's forehead.

I can't lift it.

An invisible suction force holds the two firmly together.

The rock can't even pull it out if it wants to.

Mo Yunqi twitched violently.

"It's broken."

The rock screamed that he had done something wrong.

Mo Yunqi can't bear it!

What to do?

Look at your golden hands.

There is no choice but to hope that the hand with the sword can be suppressed.

Swallowing the Xuan Jue and fighting fate, the spiritual power in the hand holding the sword was mighty, and it rolled towards the holy word on Mo Yunqi's forehead.

Suppress the power of the Word.

rumble

Inky oscillation.

Gold Wrap.

Two colors compete desperately.

You come and go, and no one is convinced.

The cold sweat on the rocks came down, and it really hurt Mo Yunqi.

If it can't be suppressed, Mo Yunqi will definitely die.

He never imagined that a holy word that he had at his fingertips would bring him such a catastrophe.

At this moment, the rock can completely give up on him.

It's just a little person, and if it's dead, it's dead.

There are as many children of the Mo family in the holy city as dogs.

Grab one of them and give him the possibility of inheriting the throne of the Holy Lord.

No one would resist such a thing.

Mo Yunqi trembled all over, and his eyes were already full of despair.

He knew he was going to die.

As long as the rock withdraws his hand, he will die immediately.

You can only look at the rocks facing you with eyes that are eager to live.

"Hold on, you won't die, and you'll fight with me...... This is your chance!"

Rock's words were sonorous and powerful, and every word was a concern for him.

"My chance?"

Mo Yunqi muttered.

A flame slowly ignited in his eyes.

Oh, yes!

That's the chance.

I survived, and there was a smooth road ahead from now on.

It really works, and I have a holy posture myself.

It's just that there is no chance.

Missing opportunities.

At the moment, people gave it and gave themselves a chance.

Don't cherish only death!

Unsuccessful - rather dead!

Mo Yunqi gritted his teeth and persisted.

There was a divine light in his eyes.

The hope of life, the hope of the future, such strength is enough for him to resist this pain.

The spiritual power in the palm of the rock's hand was surging, and the golden light was shining, and it suddenly pressed towards the ink.

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The swirling ink slowly contracted.

The holy word has a different charm.

"Yes, you don't have to die."

The rock was pleasantly surprised.

It also gave Mo Yunqi an endless desire to survive.

If you're still alive, try harder.

Mo Yunqi was shocked, and he also resisted that trembling.

His eyes slowly changed from fear to calmness, and then became more and more confident.

Because at this moment he felt something special.

Fight.

As long as you fight yourself, you can live, and there are even supreme benefits.

And from this comes faith.

"Uh...... Yes! Get down to ......."

The rock roared, and the spiritual power in his hand suddenly pressed down again.

The golden light slammed into the ink.

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It's like being deflated.

The swirling ink crashes.

Mo Yunqi slowly retreated, completely in control of himself.

Clench your fists and bow deeply.

The grace of recreation!

Since then, the sky is high and the birds can fly, and the sea is wide and the fish jumps.

The future is as bright as a stone.

The rock is gone, and the sword-wielding hand is slowly disappearing.

Looking at Mo Yunqi, there was a faint holy word on his forehead, and the golden and inky charms coexisted.

The Sacred Posture is in full bloom.