Clockwise?

Impossible, how could the hour hand move!

This was the first thought that popped up in Yan Xu's mind, the minute and second hands of the disciple guiding the sundial represented the disciple's talent, the other represented the disciple's conduct, and the scale represented the position prescribed by the disciple.

When explaining, Yan Xu only did not say the role of the hour hand. It's not that he is clumsy, but he thinks that the hour hand that the disciple guides the sundial is simply an ornament, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the hour hand to change in this life.

Because the disciple guides the dial hand to represent - heavenly luck, the luck given by God!

Thinking of these two words, the first figure that came to Yan Xu's mind was Donglai, who was still hiding in the Spirit Eye Cave Mansion and cultivating. This kid's talent and qualification is the Thunder Heavenly Spirit Root, and a single heavenly character is enough to tell his demonic talent and unimaginable potential achievements.

Generally, people with this qualification are all the darlings of God. Now the snow is hidden, once it rises, it will inevitably soar into the sky, and the light of its own heavenly fortune can shine like the sun.

This is the supreme demeanor of the pride of heaven and the darling of heaven.

Of course, people with good fortune are smooth sailing on the road to rise, and there are almost no bottlenecks in any realm. But God is relatively fair, most of these people had a bad fate when they were young, just like the changes in the two sister families of Donglai and Ziyun. Maybe it is used by God to sharpen them, as the so-called heaven will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds......

It's just that I don't know what kind of fate this disciple has for the person of heavenly fortune that the sundial points to.

"Where do the hour, minute and minute hands point?" Coming back to his senses, Yan Xu was the first to ask.

It was in this time period that he was thinking back. The talent column of the disciple pointed to by the minute hand has already shown no less amazing talent than Donglai, and the same is true of the second hand. The first case in the column of mental nature reached 90 points.

"Due west, one hundred and fifty miles."

Where is this?

Deng Yu and the others also realized the seriousness of the matter, and for a while, these high-ranking figures of the Tianhao Sect who were old and serious were in a hurry, and they were in a mess.

But their efficiency was still very fast, and after a while, a map of Nan'an was placed on a table in the Spirit Archway and spread out.

Yan Xu held a brush in his hand and drew a straight line along the position of one hundred and fifty miles due west.

The pen stopped, and a little ink and black dotted on the four bright red characters - the three-yuan sword faction!

Hiss!

There was a gasping sound in the spirit archway. Everyone's faces were frightened, and their eyes were as wide as bells.

Three-element sword faction!

How could it be the Three-Element Sword Sect!?

At this time, the three-element sword faction had a solemn atmosphere. The disciples who came and went were in a hurry, and there was a mountain rain about to come.

The battle post has already been sent out, and all the disciples of the Three-Yuan Sword Sect are in full swing for half a month, fighting to the death with the Tianhao Sect.

Alien to this tense atmosphere is a dilapidated courtyard. The location is on the first peak of the Sanyuan Sword Sect. The courtyard is dilapidated. Compared with the city god temple that no one cares about on the side of the road, it is still surpassed. Such a courtyard is located in the splendid three-element sword sect building complex, which stands out from the crowd. It's like a piece of fly poop that fell on the He's Bi.

in the compound.

Syllable!

A crisp slap in the face of a ragged and skinny teenager suddenly whipped the young man's weak body and rolled out like a gourd on the ground.

When he staggered up from the ground, half of his face was swollen like a bruised steamed bun, and the five finger prints on his face knocked out one of his teeth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on his chest with a "poof".

In front of the young man, there were several inner disciples of the Three-Yuan Sword Sect who were vicious.

One of the green-robed disciples stepped forward with a sinister smile on his face and slammed a knee on the young man's lower abdomen. It hurt so much that his body was outlined like a lobster, and after another kick. The young man's body, which had just stood up, flew out again, and slammed into the ground with a thud, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

The green-robed disciple approached and stepped on the young man's chest to get up.

"Special Mo Jun, don't be embarrassed, if you don't hand over the exercises left by your dead ghost parents today, see if Lao Tzu doesn't pick your skin."

Mo Jun, the grandson of the last three elders of the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

In the early days of the establishment of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, the current Taishang Elder Jiang Wusu, Elder Mo, and Elder Tu Su, these three surnames can be said to be the original figures of the Sanyuan Sword Sect. The origin of the so-called three yuan is to commemorate the affection between the three opposite-sex brothers, and to let the future generations remember the great merits of the three families.

But with the development and growth of the sect and the evolution of history, the surname Mo gradually withered in the Sanyuan Sword Sect, and as early as Mo Jun's father's generation, there was already a faint sign of withdrawing from the top of the Sanyuan Sword Sect.

By Mo Jun's generation, the surname Mo has completely become history. Mo Jun is the only witness to the accumulation of floating corpses on this long river of history.

However, Mo Jun himself would rather not have any witnesses, let alone any bullshit Sanyuan, bullshit Mo family.

The cause of the past life, the effect of the present life.

Mo Jun has believed that his parents and ancestors must be heinous since he was five years old, and the previous generation had countless evils, and his only heir would be a pig and a dog who would survive in the Sanyuan Sword Sect and suffer all the bullying to repay the sins of the previous generation.

When Mo Jun was five years old, he was recognized by the sect as a pseudo-spiritual root of the five systems of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the talent of scum was the beginning of Mo Jun's nightmare. At that time, Mo Jun had already suffered enough from the disciples of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, at first it was just insults, and later it was often punches and kicks.

However, these Mo Jun can still endure it, he clearly realizes how talented he is, and he can clearly find his position in the sect.

lived a life of humiliation in this way until Mo Jun was ten years old. When the sad news that his parents and the entire Mo family had all died in a mission, Mo Jun's life really fell into a dire situation.

At that time, he was in a mess all day long. The disciples who had bullied Mo Jun before seemed to be no longer satisfied with punching and kicking, and they began to think of all kinds of tricks. Racked their brains. With a warm heart that works harder than cultivation, he tortured Mo Jun all kinds of inhumane.

Similar to today's punches and kicks, in Mo Jun's eyes, it was just an appetizer.

was trampled under the feet of a fellow disciple. Mo Jun's eyes were like a vicious wolf that wanted to eat people. It's not that he didn't resist, but in exchange for more beatings.

"Damn, look at your paralysis."

Boom.

The disciple stepped on it heavily, and Mo Jun snorted, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Jun's eyes were still the same, staring directly at his disciple's gaze, choosing people to devour like a beast.

I don't know why. The disciple was panicked by Mo Jun's hideous eyes, in fact, all the disciples present who bullied Mo Jun. They all had the same experience with his eyes.

This waste, after being bullied, is like a young wolf, and that fierce look has never changed even if you break the bones in his body. Just like this disciple right now, strictly speaking, he didn't really want to kill Mo Jun. But this disciple knew that if he defeated Mo Jun. If you don't step on his body and subdue him at the first time, this young wolf will definitely rush up and go crazy with his group of people without fear of death.

It was a kind of madness that was completely wounded, and it seemed that as long as there was a mouth to move, the young wolf would fiercely tear a piece of flesh from the enemy.

"You're afraid of me?"

Suddenly, Mo Jun, who had vicious eyes, said this.

His tone was very strange, and blood bubbles gushed out of his mouth every time he said a word, but he confidently revealed the majesty of a superior person.

The disciple was poked in the soft underbelly all of a sudden. The pupils suddenly constricted. Some scolded angrily: "Fart, you are a waste." What is there for me to be afraid of? ”

Maybe even he didn't notice it, and there was a slight tremor in his introverted tone.

Mo Jun didn't speak, turned his face away. The meaning expressed by the faint expression is also very simple, disdainful!

That's right, just disdain. Even if it was him who was lying on the ground, Mo Jun was still full of deep disdain and disdain for the disciple in front of him.

He doesn't know why? Could it be because he has already practiced the sixth layer of qi?

After thinking about it, Mo Jun couldn't help but smile dumbly: "It's true that I have the sixth layer of qi refining, but if these inner disciples in front of me can find out one of them, there is a cultivation realm that is no less than the eighth layer of qi refining." ”

The stalemate here has already made several other disciples impatient.

They shouted and walked up, and one of them stepped on one of Mo Jun's little fingers, and his toes were crushed fiercely, and his fingers were vigorously stepped into the hard soil.

Mo Jun frowned in pain, didn't say a word, just glanced at the disciple indifferently.

"Waste, I don't want your ten fingers to be all nonsense, hand over the exercises." The man ignored Mo Jun's fierce gaze and sneered.

Several other disciples were also helping.

"Mo Jun, for the sake of you being also a disciple of the Three-Yuan Sword Sect, I advise you to get acquainted. The exercises left by your dead ghost parents are the resources of my Sanyuan Sword Sect, and now in half a month, the sect will fight to the death with the Tianhao Sect, with this exercise, a few of us can also increase some strength, and the decisive battle has a better chance of winning. I suppose you're a little bit of a waste, but you're not so ignorant, are you? ”

"Senior brother is right, not to mention that this exercise is left on your body as a waste, it is simply a violent heavenly thing."

"Mo Jun, hand over the exercises."

"Mo Jun, hand over the exercises."

"Mo Jun, do you pay or not?"

Several disciples were noisy in their ears like mad dogs, annoyed.

Mo Jun simply closed his eyes and let them punch and kick.

In the sound of bang, who could know the sneer in Mo Jun's heart. Exercises, exercises...... His parents both went west, and he had left him with any exercises.

Mo Jun was able to cultivate to this realm now, all because of a book of cultivation that he had obtained when he was ten years old. It's a pity that this Cultivation Primal Solution only has exercises that have been cultivated to the fourth level of Qi cultivation. Mo Jun remembered that it seemed that it only took him half a year to cultivate the initial solution of cultivation to the peak, and in the next six years, Mo Jun groped for cultivation according to the initial solution of cultivation, while doing some chores to eat his stomach, so it took less than six years to reach the sixth level of qi refining after three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

In other words, Mo Jun practiced his own exercises.

In other words, Mo Jun's cultivation was completely self-taught. At the age of sixteen, the strength of the sixth layer of qi refining is in the outer gate of the Sanyuan Sword Sect, and it is not much different from those disciples who enjoy the accumulation of various resources of the sect. (To be continued.) )

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