Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Inner Volume of the Sect [Seeking Collection*Seeking Recommendation]
"The old man knows, so this matter will be handed over to these three rammers to do, and the shame is also the loss of his three, not my Mo family, if it can really be spit out, it can also make up for their deficit!" The six-fingered black man said calmly.
My Mo family can't afford to lose this person, but these three goods can!
"Are we shameless?" Jin Yao, Gu and Lan were speechless for a while.
"You go and ask, in the Mo family, do you still have a face?" The six-fingered black man glanced at the three of them, the Mo family's general courtyard, the names of Wolong, Phoenix Chick, and Tomb Tiger are fake? The back armor beast fishes, the white tiger catches fish, and there is a vermilion bird that turns into an ostrich pecking fish, why can't you get along with the fish in the ink gauge pond?
"............" Jin Yao, Gu and Lan were silent, as if they really didn't have any reputation in the Mo family!
"Xiao Hei has returned you, how to teach yourself!" The Six-Fingered Black Man stated the purpose of their surname.
After all, it is Jin Yao's Ming ghost, if he makes a Ming ghost that can't be controlled by his body, then he really rubs the Mo family's face on the ground.
"How can I teach!" Jin Yao wanted to cry, this little ghost definitely stole his talent points, he learned everything faster than him, how else could he teach.
It's like raising a border herd, and often being despised by the border herd.
"That's your business, the key is that he needs to release his martial arts through his cultivation, and he can't come out if he is far away!" Six-Fingered Black Man said.
They have tried, and this Ming ghost does look like a real person, but they can't find the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure that can store internal force, so only within a certain distance, the little ghost can use the internal force of Jin Yao's body to perform some Mojia stunts.
As for the way of transporting this internal force, they are still studying, and they have not reached a conclusion for the time being, in short, the closer to the body, the stronger it can be exerted.
"I'm a real power bank?" Jin Yao was speechless, the pendants of people were not all the existence of power banks, how did he get here, he became a power bank instead!
Gan! Jin Yao finally understood why Zhuang Zhou couldn't distinguish between himself and the butterfly in Mengdie, and whoever encounters this situation will feel that the ghost is the real me!
"I don't believe it, you can still learn the Yu Sword!" Jin Yao looked at the little ghost standing beside him and looked exactly like himself.
It's not that he doesn't pay attention to his own ghosts, and then he discovers the fact that little ghosts learn everything quickly, but their intelligence is not as high as their own self.
And Yujian's requirements for intelligence are absolutely high, not only Yujian, Huijian is the same, but also ordinary people, ordinary martial arts masters, can't learn Yujian, and can also judge by muscle memory and experience, but the little ghost has no muscles, where does muscle memory come from.
"Big Boss!" Jin Yao looked at the six-fingered black man who was about to leave and hurriedly shouted.
"If you have something to say, if you have a fart, let it go!" The six-fingered black man trembled, this kid has always been worried about the position of the big man, he has always called himself the sixth child, and now he calls himself the boss of the big son, which is probably no good thing.
"Eh, Yujian has fallen into a bottleneck, and there are no one in many swordsmanship Mo families anymore!" Jin Yao said.
These days, he has finished watching the sword, and the rest is the partial swordsmanship that the disciples of the Mo family have not practiced.
The six-fingered black man's body trembled, then looked at the rest of the commanders, and sighed, "You guys work hard, go and learn the swordsmanship he wants to watch!" ”。
"Whoa!" The commanders nodded, as the commanders of the Mo family, they are all martial arts geniuses, and they are all Ming Ghost Realm, it is still easy to learn some swordsmanship, and they don't need to be proficient, as long as they can learn to master the key points.
"Thank you, Juzi!" Jin Yao was happy, he had already cultivated the Hui Sword and the Yu Sword to the second realm, and now what he wanted was to observe the subtleties, and break the sword when he came out of the sword!
"Hmm!" The six-fingered black man is actually very happy in his heart, breaking ten thousand swords with one sword, what a realm this is, but when he thinks that it is Jin Yao who can achieve this realm, he can't be happy.
"This is the swordsmanship that Haruka wants to see next!" Jin Yao took out a roll of bamboo slips and handed it to the six-fingered black man.
"It's just a roll!" The six-fingered black man breathed a sigh of relief, and the rest of the commanders also nodded with a smile, a roll of bamboo slips is just a roll, counting him as a roll of twelve pieces, each with two pieces, and there are only twenty-four swordsmanship, and they can easily handle it.
Jin Yao blinked, expecting the six-fingered black man to open the bamboo slip.
The six-fingered black man really opened the bamboo slip, threw it out in an instant, and glared at Jin Yao angrily, "You call this a roll?" ”
Jin Yao pretended to blink innocently.
Geng Zhilan went to pick up the bamboo slips, and then, like the six-fingered black man, his hand shook, threw it out, and looked at Jin Yao in horror, "You call this a roll?" ”。
The rest of the commanders didn't know why, so they also picked up the bamboo slips, and then glanced at them, and their faces changed drastically.
It's a roll, yes, but on each piece of bamboo, it's actually carved with micro, and there are at least ten swordsmanship on a bamboo slip, not counting the back!
"Isn't that a volume?" Jin Yao blinked innocently, I just said a volume, and I didn't say that it must be engraved and written according to the standard word size, and the miniature carving is not a volume?
The six-fingered black man took a deep breath, then looked at the commanders, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's practice!" ”。
"Thank you, Boss!" Jin Yao was even happier, he knew that the six-fingered black man would not refuse!
But the six-fingered black man and the leaders who returned to the Mo family couldn't be happy, looking at the bamboo slips engraved with small characters, everyone fell into silence, everyone was very busy, one person learned more than a dozen of them, and they couldn't do it if they were tired!
"Is it true that as long as the disciples work hard enough, the teachers are working overtime to practice swordsmanship?" Master Ban looked at the leaders with a smile, let you mock me before and ignore me, now it's okay, the Heavenly Dao cycle, cause and effect are unhappy!
"Order all the inner disciples to each lead a swordsmanship to learn!" The six-fingered black man sighed, tired to death, it is impossible for these commanders to learn all the swordsmanship, and these swordsmanship are no longer those basic swordsmanship, the lowest are middle-level swordsmanship, and there are even some top-level stunts.
"Hmm!" The commanders nodded, my Mo family doesn't have many things, that is, there are many disciples, one person can still do it, especially some advanced swordsmanship, ordinary disciples are not qualified and merit to learn if they want to learn, now it is given for free, can the disciples work hard?
As a result, the involution of the Mo family began, and the commanders took the lead in learning advanced swordsmanship, and the disciples were also given some advanced swordsmanship that they were not usually qualified to learn.
"Is there a big war?" The disciples of the Mo family don't know why, the entire general courtyard is so involuted, it really seems that there is a big war imminent, otherwise how could they give them all the swordsmanship treasured by the Mo family to learn for free?