Seeing the power of Mo He's first attack, Qingmei Dao Chang already understood in his heart that the power of Mo He's little magic power was indeed extraordinary, and his little magic power Aoki Rongjia almost failed to defend against the spell that Mo He had just launched.

After bearing this blow stubbornly, the Qingmei Dao Chang immediately retreated, until he withdrew from the range of illusory light and shadow, looking at the illusory and beautiful landscape in front of him, and became more vigilant.

Although he was glad that Mo He had such a powerful little magical power, he was a master after all, and if he was defeated in the hands of Mo He, he would be relieved that he would be a little unable to save face, so he still had to deal with it carefully.

Knowing that Mohe's little magic power is a bit extraordinary, but Qingmei Daochang is also very confident in his little magic power, Aoki Rongjia's little magic power, in his so many years, has helped him survive the crisis countless times, or kill the enemy to win, or escape, is one of the strongest means of Qingmei Daochang.

Retreating to the illusory light and shadow, Qingmei Dao Chang propped his hands towards the ground, and in the illusory light and shadow, rows of trees immediately rose from the ground, and in the illusory garden landscape, it was particularly abrupt and very destructive of beauty.

After the appearance of these rows of trees, not only did they destroy the original beauty, but also accompanied by the gentle shaking of the trees, the leaves drifted in the wind, stirring the whole landscape, as if to break this illusory beauty.

Mo He, who was hidden in the shadows, had already understood the plan of the Qingmei Daoist, he was testing the details of his little supernatural powers, and the Qingmei Daoist also knew that this was not a simple illusion, at least it was definitely beyond the scope of illusion, but he still didn't find out what Mohe's little supernatural ability was.

Mo He's heart moved, and the leaves flying in the sky that day suddenly seemed to be frozen by an invisible force, and then these leaves suddenly became a little illusory, and even the rows of trees were covered with a layer of light and shadow, and seemed to become a member of the landscape, and the abrupt feeling disappeared, and the scenery seemed to become more charming.

Qingmei Daochang was slightly stunned, and then he saw that Mo He's figure suddenly appeared in that illusory landscape, his feet were some distance from the water, and the whole person was floating out of thin air.

"This?" A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Qingmei Dao Chief, being able to fly out of thin air, even if it was Mo He, now breaking through to the realm of divine souls, it was very difficult to do this.

"Master, be careful!" Mo He, who reappeared, smiled slightly at the Qingmei Daoist who was standing outside the range of his small supernatural powers, and said softly.

At this moment, Qingmei Dao Chang's heart immediately became alarmed, and then he saw Mo He on the opposite side, and his hands began to pinch the seal, and dozens of wooden thorns condensed in front of him, shooting towards him like raindrops.

With the experience of a hard attack just now, Qingmei Daochang did not choose to carry it hard this time, but decisively dodged, but when he just flashed, he saw a thick stream of water, like a long whip, which had been thrown towards him fiercely.

"Smack!"

A crisp crashing sound sounded, and this time the green plum Taoist did not dodge, because under his feet, he was once again entangled by two vines.

But with this crisp sound, almost half of the wooden body of the Qingmei Dao Chang was shattered by this water whip, and the power of this blow can be seen.

And this is just the beginning, Mo He seems to have no time to launch the spell at this time, all kinds of spells are at his fingertips, and the power is all very strong, just a few breaths, Qingmei Dao Changqingmu Fusion Armor Magical Power, finally completely unable to support it, under the bombardment of Mo He, it disintegrated!

"Apprentice, what is the wonder of your little supernatural power, now you can tell the teacher!" This time with Mo He, he must have failed, so Qingmei Daoist is a little embarrassed now, but he is really curious, what is going on with Mohe's little supernatural power?

The illusory landscape of light and shadow around Mo He disappeared, and then walked in front of Qingmei Daochang, and said with a smile.

"The disciple's little magic power is called Shuimu Qinghua, and it has a little illusion effect, but its real power is not so, this real power lies in the control, the magic power is expanded, where the light and shadow are intertwined, the magic of the wood or water will be greatly enhanced. ”

"I'm afraid it's more than that!" said Michicho Aome with a smile.

"Master's eyes are like torches, the power of this little supernatural power is indeed more than that, but now the disciple's cultivation is shallow, and the power he can exert is limited. The disciple has just said that the power of the supernatural power lies in the control, and whatever is within the light and shadow is the scope of the disciple's control!" Mo He nodded, and did not hide it from the Qingmei Dao Chief.

"Control!" Qingmei Daoist said these two words softly, and then immediately understood what Mo He wanted to say, and said in disbelief.

"Is your so-called control like the control of the gods and gods?"

Mo He nodded lightly and gave a clear answer.

And seeing Mo He nodding, Qingmei Daoist laughed out loud, "Okay, such a little magical power, it's not unjust for the defeat of the teacher!"

The divine domain of the gods is opened up in the underworld, and almost every god will try their best to build their own divine domain, which is not only a place to accommodate the souls of believers, but also equivalent to the home field of the gods.

Those particularly powerful gods, the divine domain they have built is vast, and the internal laws are complete, just like a small world, within the divine domain, they are the masters of this small world, you can imagine how powerful they are.

This little divine power of Mo He, if it can achieve a similar effect to the Divine Domain, then even if it can't reach the level of the Divine Domain, it is already powerful enough, this is the ability to master the small world in a radial area, whether it is power or potential, it is far more than his own Aoki Fusion Armor.

"It's a pity that the consumption of this little supernatural power is not small, just the time I used it just now, it consumed thirty percent of the spiritual power in my body, if I want to really exert the power of supernatural power, I'm afraid I still have to wait until later, and the cultivation realm is higher!" Mo He felt the consumption of spiritual power in his body, this was the first time he used his own little magical power, the effect was really good, there was a certain psychedelic effect of light and shadow, he was in it, he felt that the power around him was under control, and the power of the spells he cast became stronger, and even the Aoki Fusion Armor of the Qingmei Daoist could be forcibly broken.

The master and apprentice returned to the Qingmei Temple, and after this discussion, the morning class of the Qingmei Taoist every morning was completely stopped, because he really had nothing to teach Mohe.

Time in a blink of an eye, more than a month later, on this day, the county government sent a letter to the Qingmei Daoist, after the Qingmei Taoist read the content of the letter, the expression on his face became a little lost, and he turned his head to Mohe and said.

"As a teacher, I have to leave, and in the future, this green plum view will be handed over to you!"

Although Mo He has been mentally prepared for the arrival of this day, when this day is really coming, it is still inevitable that he will not be reluctant to give up.

"How long is it?" Mo He was silent for a while, and then he spoke.

"Half a month later, the ceremony of sealing the gods will be held, and then all the people who have been awarded the title in the entire Qiongzhou will ascend to the throne on this day, and a sacrifice will also be held in Qionghua Mansion!" said Qingmei Daoist as he handed over the letter in his hand to Mo He, which was not something that needed to be kept secret.

Mo He took the letter casually, glanced at the contents of the letter, and then nodded, not knowing what to say.

Half a month has passed quickly, this is the fastest half month that Mo He has felt since he came to this world.

In this half a month, Qingmei Daochang didn't go anywhere, stayed in Qingmei Guan every day, got up early to drink a cup of tea, watched the morning fog in the mountains, and took a leisurely nap at noon, just like an ordinary mortal old man, and even turned off the lights and fell asleep at night.

On the day of preparing for parting, early in the morning, at the foot of Mount Mochizuki, the people of the prefectural government had already gathered here and began to arrange various things at the foot of Mount Mochizuki.

The original county lord of Zi'an County, Wen Siming, has left, and the new county lord has come to the Qingmei Temple and is chatting with the Qingmei Daoist.

The new county lord was a relatively young-looking scribe named Su Bai, who behaved politely and had a good cultivation.

He has been in the Qingmei view, and when it was almost noon, he suddenly got up, smiled at the Qingmei Daoist and Mo He at the same time: "It's not early, this official will go down to see how the preparations are going, and say goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, Su Bai turned around and left, but the meaning of his words was very obvious, that is, to tell Qingmei Daochang and Mo He in a very tactful way that the time was almost up.

After Su Bai walked out, Qingmei Daoist slowly stood up, walked to Mo He's side, and reached out to touch Mo He's head just like he did at the beginning.

"It's almost time, this time it's really time for the teacher to go, but you and I will meet sooner or later, I hope that when the teacher sees you again, your cultivation can be higher than now!"

After saying that, Qingmei Michicho smiled slightly, then turned around and walked into his room, and without closing the door, he went straight to his bed and sat there cross-legged.

Mo He saw that a burst of green light flashed on the body of the Qingmei Daoist, and between a few breaths, the green light became dim, and was finally replaced by a golden light, and the golden light suddenly shot out from the Qingmei Daoist's heavenly spirit, and above the Qingmei Temple, he was a figure with a flashing golden light, and there was a divine mark in the center of his eyebrows, which was the Qingmei Daoist.

"Disciple, send off the master!" At this moment, Mo He knelt on his knees, bowed heavily to the figure in the sky, and said loudly in a slightly choked voice.