Fu Junwu couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "What words?"

"In the future, when I take over the Great Sui world and the army marches east to Goryeo, I hope that your master can persuade the Goryeo royal family to surrender. Or, he will help me kill the Goryeo magnates who do not want to surrender, and I can promise to treat every Goryeo commoner like a Han Chinese in the future, so that they can live a peaceful and happy life free of wars and strife," Mo Huai said.

As soon as she heard Mo Huai's previous words, Fu Junwu couldn't help but change her face, and her eyes looked at him a little fiercely and coldly. But when she heard the back, she couldn't help frowning again.

"Why, you Central Plains people, why do you all want to invade my Goryeo?" Fu Junwu's cold and deep voice could not hide her anger.

"If it's not my race, its heart will be different!" Mo Huai said indifferently: "The best way is to integrate into my Chinese Han nationality, this is the only way to avoid strife and war forever, Miss Fu thinks what I said is right?"

Fu Junwu was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, I'll help you bring this to the family teacher." However, if you want to conquer my Goryeo, you have to wait until you take the world first. ”

"Don't worry, for me, the time has come, and it won't be too difficult to win the world," Mo Huai smiled noncommittally.

As soon as Mo Huai's words fell, two figures suddenly flew out of the dense forest and came to his side, it was Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling.

"Master!" After the two arrived, they were all busy bowing respectfully to Mo Huai.

"Hmm!" nodded and glanced at Mo Huai of Kou Zhong, and couldn't help frowning: "Are you injured?"

Kou Zhong grinned and said, "Master, that Yu Wenhua was slapped by me, I'm afraid he was hurt even more seriously than me." ”

"You're too reckless! If you encounter a powerful opponent in the future, there's no need, so don't fight to the death with the other party. With your temperament, you may be able to give up your life at some point. At this point, you have to learn more from Ziling, and be calm and calm in case of trouble," Mo Huai couldn't help but reproach.

"Yes, Master, disciple remembered!" Kou Zhong put away the smiling expression on his face and replied respectfully.

Listening to the conversation between their master and apprentice, Fu Junwu couldn't help but look at Kou Zhong in surprise. Before she went to wait for an opportunity to assassinate Yang Guang, she naturally inquired about Yang Guang's Janissary Guan Yu Wenhua and the situation, knowing that he was the top master of Yuwen Valve, and the family secret skill Bing Xuanjin was extremely powerful, even she Fu Junwu thought that she was not completely sure of defeating.

However, listening to Kou Zhong's meaning, he actually beat Yu Wenhua to a serious injury. How old is he? It looks like he is only eighteen or nineteen years old at most, right? At such a young age, with such strength, how strong should the mysterious person who taught such a disciple and let her pass the word to her master Cailin be?

For a while, Fu Junwu couldn't help but feel that Mo Huai was becoming more and more mysterious and unfathomable, and at the same time, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the land of the Central Plains is really rich and rich, and there are many people!

"Kou Zhong, Ziling, let me introduce to you, this Fu Jun and Fu girl are the senior apprentices of Fu Cailin, one of the three great grandmasters today, the Goryeo Sword Master Fu Cailin," Mo Huai then smiled and said: "Miss Fu, these two are the apprentices I just accepted a few years ago, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling. ”

Facing Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, who were politely bowing their hands, Fu Junwu, who just nodded lightly, was really a little suspicious in his heart. Can this person be credible when he speaks? After only teaching for a few years, how can he teach such a powerful apprentice? Could it be that this Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling had a foundation in martial arts before? But those who can cultivate such talents must also be famous teachers, so how can they let their disciples worship others as teachers?

"Miss Fu, the chaos in the Central Plains has been born, the turmoil is everywhere, and it is about to enter an eventful autumn, I advise the girl to return to Goryeo as soon as possible!" Mo Huai said with a light smile to Fu Jun, and turned around and left first.

Seeing Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling and Liu Zhenzhen leaving with Mo Huai, Fu Junwu, who stood in place and was silent for a long time, frowned, picked up her sword and left.

Yangzhou, Mofu, in the quiet courtyard, Mo Huai, who was sitting under the ancient tree, was looking at the "Recipe for Longevity" on the stone table with great interest.

The words in the book are indeed obscure, and even if Mo Huai has studied some ancient texts deeply, he cannot know the meaning of all the words. After all, the evolution of writing is different in different worlds. What really interested Mo Huai was the seven diagrams in the book that recorded the seven internal force operation methods.

Mo Huai also tried to cultivate according to the internal force operation method on it, but to his surprise, the rumored situation of boiling qi and blood and going mad did not appear. It was as if these seven cultivation methods were tailor-made for him.

"Could it be because of my body?" Mo Huai secretly thought in his heart: "With my current body, I am no longer an ordinary physique. Transforming and strengthening the body with the power of the Chaos Origin can be regarded as a chaotic physique, right? It should have the effect of accommodating and absorbing all kinds of energy, and the restrictions of some cultivation exercises on special physique should be ineffective for me. ”

Knowing this, Mo Huai couldn't help but shake his head: "This "Recipe for Longevity" is really a chicken rib for me, and the system is only willing to give 10,000 system points!"

"I've been in this world for so long, it's time to go out for a walk," Mo Huai, who turned his hand and put the "Recipe of Longevity" into the space ring, got up and looked up into the distance, and couldn't help muttering to himself with his eyes narrowed: "In this world, there are many interesting people, who should I meet first?"

In the wilderness, a gust of wind blew, Mo Huai seemed to merge with the wind, his figure was almost invisible to the naked eye, and in a blink of an eye, he was miles away.

Although Mo Huai can't fly like he can fly in the Jiuding World because of the restrictions of different world rules, over the years, he has already cultivated his strength again to reach the Innate Great Perfection and surpass any of the three great masters in the world.

From Yangzhou to Lingnan, thousands of miles away, Mo Huai only took half an hour to hurry.

In the eyes of the world, Song Que is a perfect character, not only the master of a generation of gate valves, who controls Lingnan, has amazing power, and has the title of Heavenly Sword, which shows that he is also a noble identity in the rivers and lakes. What is especially rare is that he is eloquent and talented, and it can be said that he has taken up all the romance of the rivers and lakes.

His strength is not inferior to the three great masters in the world. He is lonely and self-admiring, with no one in his eyes, but he never kills innocents in vain, cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

He insisted on the orthodoxy of the Han people, and his greatest wish was to dominate the world from the south to the north, but unfortunately he regretted it in the end.

Lingnan, Song Valve, Song Que's residence, in the knife grinding hall, a long knife with a handle hangs on both sides, and Song Que, who is sitting quietly with his eyes closed, is sitting on his legs.

"Huh?" Song Que, whose ears moved slightly, suddenly opened his eyes, staring at him in confusion, he clearly felt a fierce wind sweeping towards the Knife Grinding Hall, and the terrifying momentum contained in it seemed to be oppressed by the power of heaven and earth.

Feeling the terrifying momentum of the rapid approach, Song Que felt that the air around him was stagnant, and he couldn't help but clench the heavenly knife in his hand, dodged out of the knife grinding hall, stood up with his head high, and looked at Mo Huai, who was falling from the sky with the strong wind.

"I have heard the name of Song Que of the Heavenly Sword for a long time, there are very few people in this world who can put me in my eyes, and you Song Que can barely count one," Mo Huai smiled and looked at Song Que and said.

Song Que looked calm, looked at Mo Huai with a sharp gaze, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you?"

"Don't worry, if you want to know my name, then let me see if you have the strength to let me say my name," Mo Huai said casually with a light smile.