Wen Siming didn't stay in Qingmei Guan for too long, as if he really just came to convey a message, and other than that, there was no other meaning.

But as long as the IQ is normal, I won't believe that the other party has come all the way to deliver the message.

After Wen Siming left, Qingmei Daoist sat there and pondered for a long time before a smile appeared on his face.

"No wonder, this Wen Siming should be the person of the prince, and it is most likely the person of the sixth prince Xia Yuan. ”

"What did the master understand?" Mo He asked with some curiosity when he heard the Qingmei Daoist speak.

Qingmei Daochang seems to have guessed Wen Siming's thoughts, but Mo He still hasn't touched his head, this is not that Mo He's wisdom is not as good as Qingmei Daochang, this is just Mo He's grasp of the current situation, not as clear as Qingmei Daochang, this belongs to the information asymmetry, after all, it is so big, Mohe has never left the scope of Zi'an County.

"Wen Siming is here, I'm afraid I want to test the attitude of the teacher, and tell the teacher that there is someone behind him, and the person behind him is very likely to be the sixth prince Xia Yuan!" said the Qingmei Dao Chief.

"Then what does he want the master to do?" Mo He heard this, and immediately asked the question he was more concerned about, no matter who was behind the other party, what exactly did he want Qingmei Daochang to do, and how many dangers and gains there were.

Qingmei Daochang's goal is to become a god, so far, although he has a lot of prestige in Zi'an County, but there is no particularly outstanding credit, which can guarantee that he will be able to become a god, if the other party can point out a clear way, this is not impossible to try.

Thinking of this, Qingmei Daoist glanced at Mo He, this disciple of his own is about to become a teacher, and he has no private collection of those who can be taught to Mo He, so even if he has any accidents, he can be regarded as a successor, and he will not break the inheritance of incense.

"Maybe a few hundred years later, Qingmei Guan can also become a small sect and continue to pass it on. At this time, such a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

For example, many of today's small sects and sects are actually established by casual cultivation, which is not as good as those sects with a long heritage, but casual cultivation is also eager to inherit immortality, even if their inheritance cannot be compared with those big sects at all, but when they come to this world, who doesn't want to leave something that can be remembered by future generations.

"Wait, if it is confirmed that this new county lord, the person behind him is really the sixth prince Xia Yuan, then in the next few days, there will definitely be something big in Qiongzhou, after all, this sixth prince is not a good stubble!"

Three days later, on this night, Mo He continued to carefully refine the Moyu Bamboo Staff in his hand in his room, in order to complete the second spiritual prohibition as soon as possible and increase the power of the Moyu Bamboo Cane a little more.

At this time, it was already the dead of night, especially in this Moon Mountain, only the two people of Qingmei Daochang and Mo He were even quieter in the night, and at this moment, Mo He suddenly heard an earth-shattering roar outside the window.

"Boom!"

With this roar, the originally pitch-black sky turned out to be as bright as day at this moment, illuminating the entire land.

"What's going on?" Mo He stopped what he was doing, and immediately got up and walked out the door, looking up at the sky.

The head of the Ome Road in the other room also walked out of the room almost at the same time and made the same movements as Mo He.

Mo He looked at the sky above his head, which was now covered with a piece of golden light, shining on the surrounding area and clearly visible, and the light source that emitted golden light was very far away from Mo He now, so far that it was impossible to see at all.

"Master, what's going ......on?" Mo He just wanted to open his mouth to ask his master, Daoist Qingmei, what was going on, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a roar like thunder!

"Xia Yuan, you deceive people too much!"

This sound was like thunder, resounding throughout the world and falling into the ears of countless living beings, so that many people who were awakened by the middle of the night faintly guessed what was going on at this moment.

And just after this shout, the golden light that lit up the entire sky suddenly converged at this moment, and the entire sky returned to darkness, making Mo He a little unresponsive.

"It's worthy of Xia Yuan, the sixth prince, as soon as he arrived in Qiongzhou, he immediately did such a big thing, and it is this style!" Qingmei Daoist looked at the sky that had returned to pitch black, and said with a slight sigh.

"Master, what happened, why was the sky as bright as day just now?" Mo He vaguely guessed in his heart that he had seen a vision just now, and it was very likely that it was controlled by two powerful cultivators, and one of them was likely to be Xia Yuan, the sixth prince.

"It is estimated that there was a five-rank god of the previous dynasty, who was killed by Xia Yuan again, cutting down mountains and destroying temples, this is not the first time he has done this method, and you can be regarded as catching up tonight!" Qingmei Daoist turned his head and glanced at Mo He, with a faint look of memory in his eyes.

"Cut down the mountain and destroy the temple, and kill the gods!" Mo He's heart suddenly froze, with such a means, how high is the cultivation of this sixth prince Xia Yuan?

"The last time I was lucky enough to see such a scene, it was a few decades ago, when there was a loose cultivator in Qingzhou who got the Shinto Mystic Law out of nowhere, gathered a group of believers, proclaimed himself a god, and in a short period of time, he actually gained a strength comparable to the five grades of Shinto. At that time, the dynasty sent the six princes to suppress it, that time, the division happened to be in Qingzhou, and saw the scene and today, some similar pictures, I didn't expect that decades have passed, and today I will see it again. Qingmei Michicho recalled his experience and glanced at the sky with some emotion.

"Let's go, go back and rest, there will be guests tomorrow morning." After saying this, the head of the Aome Michicho turned around and went back to his room.

Mo He knew that the guest that Qingmei Daoist said was definitely Wen Siming, and according to Qingmei Daochang's previous expectations, the other party should go up the mountain again tomorrow to visit.

Back in his room, Mo He did not continue to refine the Moyu Bamboo Staff, but began to ponder.

"According to the knowledge imparted to me by the master, in the entire territory of Qiongzhou, there are not many gods who can reach the five-rank god rank, and there are only three of them left over from the previous dynasty, I don't know which one fell today?" Mo He thought about this in his heart, but at the source, Mo He was suddenly a little worried about Qingmei Daochang.

Although there are a lot of gods left over from the previous dynasty, most of them are relatively low-key, especially the gods who can reach the fifth grade, absolutely every one of them is not simple.

But such an existence has fallen today, which makes Mo He start to worry about Qingmei Daochang.

"The master will become a god in the future and get rid of the suffering of reincarnation, but it doesn't seem to be safe at all!" Mo He estimated that with the cultivation of Qingmei Daochang, after being named a god, he would be able to obtain the title of the seventh-rank god at most, and it was very likely that he could only obtain the eighth-grade god position.

The most important thing is that after obtaining the god position, it does not mean that the Qingmei Daoist can enjoy peace, but it means that the Qingmei Daochang has completely joined the camp of the current dynasty and charged into battle for the establishment of a new divine court, which is needless to say.

Mo He suddenly thought of the Qingxi Water God at the beginning, and suddenly understood a little why the other party chose to stop abruptly after defeating the Qingmei Dao Chief, and then almost completely fell silent.

The gods are really not as good as they imagined, maybe this truth, Qingmei Daochang also understands, but this is just his choice in desperation.

The night passed, and Mo He got up early in the morning as usual, and a little earlier than usual, because Wen Siming might come in a while, and he had to finish the morning class first.

Just as Qingmei Daoist expected, not long after Mohe finished his morning class, Wen Siming came to the Qingmei Temple of Mochizuki Mountain again, and after seeing Qingmei Daoist, he said straight to the point.

"Last night's vision, I think the Taoist chief has already seen it, with the experience of the Taoist chief, there is no need for me to say anything more, here, there is something I want to ask the Taoist chief to help!"

"Lord County, please say it's okay!" Hearing Wen Siming's direct straight to the point, Qingmei Daoist didn't want to go around in any circle, so he replied directly.

Mo He stood beside the two of them, and when he saw Wen Siming, he was talking with a smile on his face, but he couldn't hear a word, and then looked back at Qingmei Daochang, and saw Qingmei Daochang's contemplative look, he knew that this might be Wen Siming's means, and the things they talked about between the two had a lot to do with each other, so of course it was not easy to be heard by themselves.

After a long time of talking between Qingmei Daoist and Wen Siming, Mo He could only judge this matter from the expressions of the two people exchanging words, it should be very difficult, because during the exchange, Qingmei Daochang's face showed a solemn look several times, and the smile on Wen Siming's face disappeared, replaced by a very serious expression.

The conversation between the two lasted for half an hour, and it was not until Wen Siming got up that Mo He heard the sound of the two talking.

"In this way, Zi'an County will ask the Qingmei Taoist here, as long as this matter is done, the Taoist is the merit is in the present generation, the benefit is in the future, and the underworld is the gods, there is no problem. Wen Siming stood up and clasped his fists, then turned and left.

"Master!" Mo He turned his head to look at Qingmei Daochang, and in the end he didn't say anything, there are some things he shouldn't know, even if he knows, it's useless, but it will make Qingmei Daoist difficult to do, and if he can know, Qingmei Daochang will tell himself sooner or later.

"It's okay, don't worry about being a teacher, this time may also be an opportunity for a teacher, if this thing is done, then the matter of sealing the gods will be nine out of ten, and it will be possible to go further in the future!"