"You guys go back a bit."

Mo Liang turned his head and instructed the two people behind him, and immediately Leng Yue and Ye Feng Han took more than ten steps back, and opened some distance from Mo Liang.

After making sure that the two of them were safe, Mo Liang stretched out his finger and raised his eyebrows, and an invisible fluctuation poured out of his mind, turning into an invisible ripple towards the cliff in front of him.

As the eldest disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect in ancient times, of course Mo Liang had cultivated his divine soul, but unfortunately, in his 10,000-year sleep, even if he had a jade coffin made of nourishing jade, he could not resist the loss of his divine soul power, and when he reawakened, the divine soul power he had cultivated before had already been lost.

Normally, everyone's soul is congenitally fixed, take an ordinary person as an example, an ordinary person's soul power is the weakest when he is a child, and it may become slightly stronger with age, but it will gradually stabilize and no longer grow after adulthood, and with the aging of the body, the soul will slowly become weak.

However, as one of the three main cultivation factions, the Divine Soul can be cultivated through secret methods, and the same as cultivating spiritual power and physical body, the Divine Soul can become stronger, but the Divine Soul Secret Method is so rare that the number of soul cultivation is even smaller.

As the eldest disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect, Mo Liang naturally has the Divine Soul Secret Method, and it is the top Divine Soul Secret Method, but since he woke up, he has devoted his main energy to cultivating spiritual power, and he has not had time to cultivate the Divine Soul for the time being.

Originally, his divine soul was also weak, but after picking up a fragment of the Mad Holy Knife at the auction of the Black Market Seraphant Hall before, and after experiencing that coma that even Mo Liang himself did not know, Mo Liang was pleasantly surprised to find that his divine soul could not enter a large section, reaching the peak of the innate realm, and even higher than his spiritual cultivation at that time.

Although it is not clear why the Divine Soul has improved so much, the improvement of his cultivation has also increased his combat power by a large margin, which is also the confidence that he can use the strength of the Innate Realm to be able to resist the powerhouses of the Liuhe Realm head-on.

When Mo Liang's water-like divine soul power came into contact with the prohibition in front of him, a black light shot out from the rock wall, rushing towards the nearest Mo Liang, and then enveloping the cold moon and night wind in the distance.

"Not good."

Mo Liang's heart sank, only to feel that his mind was dizzy for a while, and then his eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

Behind him, Leng Yue and Ye Feng Han also rolled their eyes and lost consciousness.

…...

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement, who knows what this sentence means?"

A gentle voice sounded in Mo Liang's ears, and he slowly opened his eyes.

In front of the eye, it is a simple place similar to a private private school, and more than a dozen children are sitting upright on their seats, and their immature and young faces are full of thoughts.

A middle-aged scholar dressed in cyan linen clothes with a bookish aura all over his body was holding an ancient book in his hand, and his eyes gently scanned the children in the room.

"What is this?"

Mo Liang looked at the private school gentleman who was holding the ancient book suspiciously, and frowned slightly, he was obviously exploring a great sage inheritance with Leng Yue Ye Feng Han just now, how could he come to such a place inexplicably?

"Could it be?"

Mo Liang's eyes flashed, remembering the black light he saw when he was finally awake, he looked down at his palm, and touched his face again, making sure that he was no longer what he was before, and he already had a trace of speculation in his heart.

He may be in the inheritance of the powerhouse of the Great Sage Realm now, and he is being tested by the powerhouse of the Great Sage Realm, and perhaps only by passing the test can he truly get the inheritance of the powerhouse of the Great Sage Realm.

He tried to mobilize cultivation, and sure enough, as he had guessed, this body did not possess any cultivation, it was just an ordinary child.

Although there are speculations, how exactly can you pass the test? Mo Liang frowned, thinking seriously, and suddenly a gentle voice sounded in front of Mo Liang: "Liu Xiaohe, do you know the meaning of this sentence?" ”

"What?"

Mo Liang asked subconsciously, and at the same time he said to himself in his heart: "Liu Xiaohe, is this my current identity, it's really interesting." ”

In the private school, the children who were originally sitting in the precarious position all let out a low laugh, and a boy with a small pigtail tied behind his head laughed in a low voice: "Liu Xiaohe was caught by Mr. when he slept in class again, and his palms must be hit by the board again." ”

Hearing the laughter of the others, Mr. Teach, who was holding an ancient book, coughed slightly and said, "Quiet." ”

The private school was suddenly quiet, but all eyes were focused on Mo Liang, as if they all wanted to see Mo Liang's jokes.

"What I just said, Tianxingjian, a gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

The gentleman repeated, still very gentle, not angry at Mo Liang for sleeping in class.

Mo Liang's gaze swept over the children in the private school again, and he was a little amused in his heart, and he spoke: "This sentence means that things in the world are developing very rapidly, and we should restrain ourselves, strive to make unremitting progress, and use the knowledge and truth we have learned to benefit one party. ”

The gentleman with the ancient book in his hand heard Mo Liang's explanation, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he smiled gently and said, "That's a good point. ”

Then he walked to the front of the crowd and said, "That's all for today, remember to go back and do your homework." ”

With that, he picked up the scroll and walked out of the private school.

When the husband left, the children in the house also packed up their belongings, walked out of the private school in twos and threes, and returned to their respective homes.

In the private school, only Mo Liang was still sitting in his seat, motionless, like a sculpture.

"Huh? It's all out of school, Xiao He, aren't you going home? ”

A girl's voice sounded behind Mo Liang, her voice crisp and immature.

Mo Liang turned his head to look behind him when he heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise, it was a girl of about seven or eight years old, with a pigtail, although her face was immature, there was a little aura between her eyebrows and eyes, her little face was pink and red, and she was a beautiful embryo.

But this was not the reason why Mo Liang was surprised, but because this girl looked exactly the same as his youngest junior sister in the Taixu Sword Sect, Ling Shuang'er, when she was a child, especially those eyes, which were clear and bright, and there seemed to be a reassuring aura in them, full of aura.

"Twins?"

Mo Liang muttered, his eyes flashing with a hint of amazement.

"Hehe, Xiao He, are you sleeping, I'm not called Shuang'er, my name is Xiao Lian." Xiao Lian grinned, revealing two small tiger teeth, seeing that Mo Liang was still a little sluggish, Xiao Lian waved his white and tender little hand in front of him and said, "Isn't it uncomfortable?" Do you want me to take you home? ”

The look of amazement in Mo Liang's eyes faded, he stared at the girl named Xiao Pian in front of him, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that she looked similar to his youngest junior sister, thinking of the girl who always liked to follow him at the beginning, Mo Liang couldn't help but show a hint of nostalgia.

But he quickly restrained his emotions and nodded towards Xiao Lian, "Okay." ”

Immediately, Mo Liang put away the things that belonged to this body on the table and put them into a patched rag bag on the side of the table, but in fact, there was nothing to collect, only a book that had been turned over and a few pieces of straw paper.

Following Xiao Lian, the two walked out of the private school, this small private school is located on a low hillside, surrounded by green weeds and wild flowers, not far from the door, there is a big locust tree with thick arms of two people, the leaves are lush and green, like a big umbrella.

Xiao Lian raised her little hand to cover her brows, raised her little face and looked at the sky and said, "Oh, it's going to rain, we have to go back quickly." ”

After that, she waved her hand at Mo Liang and said, "Xiao He, let's go quickly, otherwise it won't be easy to leave if it rains for a while." ”

Then she took a step and ran forward, like a cheerful rabbit, Mo Liang smiled, and was about to follow, at this moment, a muffled thunder exploded in the air, and then like a heavenly river pouring down, the raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground, and a layer of mist also rose between heaven and earth.

Mo Liang frowned, he was going to call out to the little girl in front of him, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw that Xiao Pian, who was still like a cheerful rabbit just now, suddenly disappeared at this moment, as if it had never appeared, and he didn't even notice when the little girl disappeared.

An inexplicable fear exploded in Mo Liang's heart, spreading all over his body, accompanied by the heavy rain falling on him, Mo Liang felt cold in his hands and feet for a while, like falling into an ice cave.

He had never experienced such a feeling, as if an ordinary person was surrounded by a group of brutal wolves, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of despair in his heart.

"That's not right!"

Mo Liang bit the tip of his tongue violently, the severe pain made him sober up a lot in an instant, regardless of the overflowing smell of blood in his mouth, Mo Liang looked around, the sky and the earth were empty, as if he was alone, large raindrops fell, splashing water at Mo Liang's feet, just drenching his whole body in an instant.

Suddenly, Mo Liang's eyes froze, and under the locust tree in the distance, which was full of two people's arms, there was a figure holding an oil-paper umbrella, the water mist between the sky and the earth was hazy, Mo Liang couldn't see this person's face clearly for a while, and only felt inexplicably familiar.

Involuntarily walked towards the figure, as the distance approached, Mo Liang gradually saw this person's face clearly, it was the teacher who asked Mo Liang questions in the private school before, and he was still holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

I saw that the gentleman in sackcloth still looked at Mo Liang gently, walked a few steps towards Mo Liang, and handed the extra oil-paper umbrella in his hand to Mo Liang.

"Do you know how old this locust tree is?"

The gentleman asked gently, and without waiting for Mo Liang to answer, he said to himself: "It has been fifteen years, and fifteen years have passed, and it seems that with the flick of a finger, the power of time is enough to change the heavens and the earth, what a great power this is." ”

Mo Liang was confused, and didn't understand what this meant, so he had to ask, "What does Mr. mean by this?" ”

Mr. looked at Mo Liang and said with a smile: "It's not interesting, it's just a feeling, by the way, the sentence you explained in class today is very interesting, use the knowledge and skills you have learned to benefit one party, this is not like what a teenager of your age can say." ”

Then the gentleman looked at the mountains in the distance, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and said to himself, "If only I could have thought like this at the beginning." ”

Mo Liang was even more puzzled, but he seemed to grasp a trace of a way to solve this inheritance test in his heart, and just as he wanted to ask something more, a bright lightning bolt suddenly crossed between heaven and earth, followed by a muffled thunder explosion, thunder roared, echoing in heaven and earth.

"It's time." The gentleman looked at the place where the lightning crossed the sky and whispered, then he looked at Mo Liang and said, "It's getting late, go home quickly." ”

But Mo Liang didn't move, but looked at the scholar holding an oil-paper umbrella in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, do we have a chance to meet again?" ”

When the gentleman heard this, a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on his warm face, and he stared at Mo Hao for a while, and then smiled with some surprise: "I see." ”

"If there is fate, there is a chance to see you again."

Mo Liang nodded, and he also had a realization in his heart, he didn't stay any longer, holding a paper umbrella, and slowly walked into the distance.

Before Mo Liang had gone too far, he heard a familiar gentle voice behind him, as if it resounded through the nine heavens: "Huangliang has been dreaming for fifteen years, and he has risen to the nine heavens. ”

Mo Liang looked back suddenly, only to see a slender cyan figure rushing into the sky, like a cyan rain bird in a dark cloud, disappearing into the vast world.

Mo Liang sighed secretly in his heart and muttered to himself: "Mr. cherishes." ”