In the cavalry ranks of the Hundred Zhangwai Temple, Qu Ni Mati's wrinkled face was full of shock and horror.

She couldn't help but say out loud, "It's a terrible mental power, it's a terrible cultivation!"

Mo Shanshan's ability to write most of the runes was already surprising to her, but Xu Chuan's ability to complete this rune was even more incredible.

Everyone's telekinesis is completely different, and the runes depicted are naturally very different.

It is even more difficult to complete half of a rune drawn by another person than it is for a real rune master to draw a rune himself.

First of all, cultivation is much stronger than that of a person who draws the second half of the rune, and in addition, it is possible to do this only if the attainment of the rune has reached a shocking level.

Her old gaze fell on the strange man beside Mo Shanshan, and she couldn't figure out what the identity of this person was.

But one thing she is very sure of is that this person is not from Ink Pond Garden, and his identity must not be visible, otherwise, he will not show people in a veil.

As soon as her eyes rolled, a trace of thought came to her mind, but she knew very well that this was not the time for trouble, and when she arrived at the Left Tent Royal Court, many strong people gathered, and when the time came, she had her own words.

On the side, out of the carriage surrounded by the temple cavalry in the center came a quiet and pure girl like an orchid, she looked at Mo Shanshan's figure from a distance, showing a good-looking smile, of course, she also quickly saw Xu Chuan, who couldn't see his face clearly with a veil, and couldn't help but have a trace of curiosity on her face.

At this moment, the temple leader had already assembled his team and launched a charge against the remaining dozens of horse thieves.

He didn't know who those powerhouses in the food transport team were, but their identities must be unusual, although he was a member of the temple, but if these people held him accountable before, even the temple would be a little embarrassed.

In particular, there is a good chance that the other party has a real rune master.

Therefore, he must take this opportunity to make up for his mistakes, of course, if he doesn't take the merits in front of him, wouldn't it be a tyrannical thing?

More than a hundred elite temple cavalry faced dozens of horse thieves who had already been terrified by Fang Cai's rune, so naturally there would be no surprises.

In the beginning, it was a one-sided massacre.

The heads of the horse thieves were not spared, and even the corpses of the hundreds of horse thieves who had already died before.

In the camp, no one cared about the movements of these temple cavalry, they helped each other to deal with the wounded, rest and tidy up the messy camp.

After inspecting Lin Ling's headless corpse a few times and finding nothing, Ning Que took care of himself and nested in a corner of the grain cart, resting and recovering his over-consumed mental power.

In the other and last carriage of Mochi Garden, Xu Chuan leaned against the edge of the window with the weak Mo Shanshan in his arms, and took off the hat he wore on his head.

Ever since Mo Shanshan said that he liked his original appearance more, he no longer always changed his appearance.

Looking at Mo Shanshan's haggard face, he said softly, "I'm tired, I'll sleep for a while when I'm tired."

Mo Shanshan's casual and indifferent gaze fell on his face, a little more warm, and a little softer. ….

She glanced in the direction of the temple cavalry outside the carriage, still a little worried.

He whispered, "The people from the temple will come over soon, and it will be very troublesome if they know your identity."

Xu Chuan was slightly silent, looked at Mo Shanshan's clear eyes and said, "I'm leaving."

Mo Shanshan's heart tightened slightly, he looked up at Xu Chuan, who had a calm face, and didn't speak for a long time.

As long as he is gone, all troubles will not find Inkpool Garden.

Moreover, he was meant to go.

Her long, slightly sparse eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her eyes dimmed in an instant.

Xu Chuan laughed softly and said slowly, "This world is not big, and we will see you sooner or later."

He reached out and ran her messy hair through her ear and whispered, "Sleep, wake up and everything will be fine."

Mo Shanshan wanted to say

Something, an irresistible sleepiness surged up in an instant, everything in front of him became in a trance, and Xu Chuan's face became blurred.

She couldn't help but reach out and stroke Xu Chuan's cheek, a trace of warmth came from her fingertips, and the next moment, she fell asleep deeply.

Xu Chuan gently put her flat on the carriage, covered her with a velvet blanket on the side, and looked at her quiet sleeping face, already feeling a transformation that was taking place in her body.

After many days of cultivation and exchange, coupled with this battle, when Mo Shanshan wakes up, he will definitely become a real rune master.

He smiled slightly, picked up the hat he had just taken off, and turned to get out of the carriage.

He summoned the Lynx girl to guard the carriage, and found Ning Que to deal with the temple cavalry commander who would come over later as Mr. Thirteen of the Academy.

Then, like a gust of wind, it quietly disappeared here.

Ning Que is the thirteenth gentleman of the academy, and he has the cultivation of the Cave Xuan Realm, plus the more than 200 Yan cavalry and more than 100 people in the camp, he will not be afraid of the temple cavalry who can only be worthy of more than 100 people.

Therefore, even if Mo Shanshan did not come forward, the temple cavalry would not have any other thoughts.

What's more, being able to draw a rune and a half-way rune are two completely different concepts.

Whatever the means.

Runes are runes after all.

Therefore, the cavalry commander at this moment was afraid that he would also be afraid that he would see Moshan Mountain, which had drawn a complete rune.

Sure enough, Ning Que didn't even reveal his identity, so he easily sent the temple cavalry commander away.

The two sides were afraid of each other, and in the end they naturally parted ways.

However, not long after the team of the temple left, several of them suddenly clearly felt that in the camp not far away from them at this moment, an extremely strong talisman suddenly rose up.

Someone's breaking the border!

In the realm of breaking the knowledge of fate!

In the carriage, Lu Chenjia, a quiet and pure girl who looked at the camp with a shocked expression, and through this familiar breath, she knew who was breaking through the realm for the first time.

She whispered in a complicated tone, "Sister Mo!"

Qu Nimati was equally shocked.

Twenty-year-old acquaintance.

There are not many geniuses in the entire cultivation world who have broken through to the knowledge of fate at such a young age.

Moreover, she is also a rune master.

Fu Dao is already obscure and difficult.

She had never heard of such a young rune master. ….

Of course, while the shock was accompanied by an irrepressible wave of jealousy and hatred.

Outside the carriage, the Temple Leader's expression was also quite complicated, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of trepidation at the thought that he had offended such a young rune master.

That's a runeman!

In the camp, more than a dozen disciples of Ink Pond Yuan excitedly gathered around the quiet carriage, feeling the breath rising in the carriage, and the fatigue of the previous series of battles had already disappeared.

Once Mo Shanshan breaks through to his fate and becomes a rune master, the status of their Ink Pond Garden will be completely changed, and no one will dare to underestimate them again.

In the corner of the grain cart, Ning Que also looked at the carriage with a shocked face, feeling the more majestic and powerful breath of life in the sea of consciousness, and couldn't help muttering, "Is this the fate?"

At the same time, many people in the wasteland also felt this breath.

Ye Hongyu in the Left Tent King's Court glanced at the direction where the breath came from with a surprised expression, pondered for a moment, and quietly left the Left Tent King's Court, heading deeper into the wasteland.

On a certain towering mountain, a young Taoist priest wearing a moon-white collarless light shirt and carrying a thin wooden sword without a sheath behind him suddenly opened his closed eyes, as if he had seen Moshan Mountain breaking through thousands of miles.

Somewhere in the wasteland, a stout man wrapped in clothes like animal skins glanced up as if he were aware of it.

On the shore of Subi Lake, the master nodded approvingly and said, "Nice little girl, very talented."

On the side, Li slowly said with a gentle expression

"There are three idiots in the world, I thought it would be a Taoist idiot who broke through the realm first, but I didn't expect it to be a bookworm."

The master smiled, "This little girl can break through so quickly, and that kid is indispensable.

It also makes people sigh, whether that kid is a rune or a formation path, or a practice, he can learn it as soon as he sees it, and he can see it at a glance, even my amazing array has learned seven, seven, eight, eight, and eight, and he is also quite talented in teaching, if he is pulled to the academy to be a gentleman, he must be able to make the academy have a lot of cultivation geniuses."

As he spoke, he seemed to look somewhere consciously, and said inexplicably with some schadenfreude: "When that group of monks died, they couldn't wait to seek revenge, and they didn't look at their own catties, they had to kowtow and break the blood, interesting, interesting."

As he spoke, he stopped paying attention to these idle things, picked up a piece of meat in the bowl and ate it deliciously.

Li slowly heard this, and while cooking the meat in the pot, he also looked at the place where the master was pointing.

It was a hundred miles away from the grain caravan.

It was a pine forest covered with snow.

Xu Chuan walked slowly and alone in it.

All around, it was unusually quiet.

In fact, the reason why he wanted to leave was because when he had made up for the half of the runes in Mo Shanshan before, the powerful mental power fluctuations had already been exposed.

But all the strong people who knew the peak of their fate instantly discovered his existence.

Among them, of course, also includes the sermon master of the Hanging Temple.

When the enlightened biological father found out that Xu Chuan, the murderer of his son, he couldn't wait to rush to the place where his breath was exposed.

The matter of Xiling can be talked about later, if the Hanging Temple is entered, Mochi Yuan is afraid that it will not be able to withstand the anger of an unknowable place. ….

And although Xu Chuan has always been very good to the people around him, he has always believed in four words for the enemy, cutting the grass and eradicating the roots.

The revenge of killing the son is not shared.

If the sermon priest wants to kill him, he naturally wants to strangle this hidden danger in the cradle in advance.

He had heard that the cultivators of the Hanging Temple had always been very hard, and today he wanted to see how hard they could be!

His footsteps made a salsa sound in the snow, and only his footsteps seemed to echo in the heavens and the earth.

But soon, a series of footsteps came rushing from not far ahead.

The leader was an old monk with a compassionate expression but a little coldness, carrying an ancient Zen staff in his hand, dressed plainly, and walking in the snow with bare feet without any discomfort.

He was the sermon of the Hanging Temple, followed by eighteen silent monks.

The youngest of them was only in his twenties, and the oldest was over fifty years old, and the one thing they had in common was that they were all very strong.

Buddhism does not have the Dharma of the Five Realms, but there is another unique way of cultivation.

These eighteen monks are no different from the Cave Mystery Realm among the cultivators by their breath alone.

They seem to be walking slowly, but they are very fast, and they can walk for miles in a matter of moments.

At this rate, they would be able to reach the grain transport team where Moshanshan was located before dark.

But the next moment, they stopped.

for there was a man who stood in front of them.

And the strange thing is that none of them felt the slightest breath of this person until they saw each other.

Including the old monk at the head.

A top Buddha sect powerhouse equivalent to a cultivator in the Knowing Destiny Realm.

However, before they could think about the strangeness, the old monk at the head instantly became angry.

For he thought day and night, and longed for the enemy who had eaten his flesh before him.

Xu Chuan was not disguised at the moment, nor was he wearing a hat to hide his face, so the old monk naturally recognized him immediately.

Looking at the surging anger in the eyes of the old monk, he vaguely seemed to see an angry-eyed King Kong, and an indescribable power swept in an instant.

Xu Chuan smiled unconsciously, looked at the old monk for a moment, and said, "Sure enough, it is biological, if the Enlightenment can live to your age, I am afraid that it will be the same as you."

But if you want to take revenge, it's up to a few of you, I'm afraid it's a little worse, and it looks like you've been underestimated."

The frivolous tone stabbed at the old monk with the most vicious words.

On the contrary, the old monk instantly restrained all his anger and became extremely calm.

He looked at Xu Chuan deeply, and said in a deep voice: "You can beat the second Mr. of the academy, better than Liu Bai, you do have rampant capital, but today, you will definitely die!"

The corners of Xu Chuan's lips hooked up a sneer, and he said calmly: "Then show your methods to your heart's content, it just so happens that I am also very interested in the cultivation methods of Buddhism."

He stood calmly, without any movement, and looked extremely proud, and he was extremely contemptuous of the people of the Hanging Temple.

The corners of the old monk's eyes twitched, and he didn't try to say anything again, and the anger surging in his body turned into Sen Ran Buddha power and exploded instantly.

With a bang, he stuck the Zen staff in his hand into the ground, and a surging wave of qi spread. ….

Countless snowflakes, plants, and leaves swept out, and several nearby pine trees were even blown up from the ground and fluttered in the air waves.

Xu Chuan's clothes were blown hunting, but the whole person did not move.

Anything that came within three feet of him would quietly turn to ashes.

The old monk was not discouraged in the slightest, because this was to be expected.

The person who can defeat Liu Bai will naturally not be a weak person who can be defeated easily.

His expression was indifferent, his hands flickered in front of the kapok robe, and in an instant, a grim handprint was formed.

This is the powerful Donkey Kong wheel seal of Buddhism.

Turning Vajra into angry eyes.

As a result, everything that flew in the air between heaven and earth was mixed with vitality, and in the surging Buddha rhyme, it turned into a huge handprint.

The old monk's eyes froze, his gesture moved slightly, and the huge handprint slapped towards Xu Chuan with a violent whistling sound.

Xu Chuan looked thoughtfully at the changes around him, looking at this menacing handprint, and there seemed to be infinite changes circulating in his eyes.

The next moment, in the terrifying eyes of the old monk, Xu Chuan's hands changed in almost the same way as he did, and in an instant, a Donkey Kong wheel seal was also formed.

In an instant, an equally huge, but more pure and chilling handprint condensed out, and greeted the handprint that was pressed down from the sky from the bottom up.

The two handprints collided violently, and after a stalemate was instantaneous, the handprints formed by Xu Chuan directly destroyed the handprints condensed by the old monk in a devastating manner.

He put down his hands, spread out the Donkey Kong wheel seal, looked at the old monk calmly and said, "Is there anything else?"

In an instant, an irrepressible chill surged in the old monk's heart, causing him to stiffen all over.

"How is this possible?"

He roared in his heart, but his face was even more indifferent.

There is even a sense of victory.

Because the eighteen monks comparable to the Dongxuan realm had already surrounded Xu Chuan when they had just fought.

Standing in a special position, each holding a Buddha seal, while reciting a mysterious scripture.

Eighteen Buddha seals, eighteen chanting sounds, all under the change of the old monk's handprints, condensed, so a grand bright and extremely strong Buddha rhyme spontaneously emerged.

Under the collusion of Buddha rhyme, an extremely terrifying Buddha light array has appeared in the world since then.

From the big array, in the blue sky and white day, there was a magnificent Buddha light falling from the darkness, enveloping the entire pine forest!

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Remnant Trees