After retiring Xu Rulong and the others, Mo Suifeng had a general plan in his heart, and learned from Xu Rulong's air that since he came back, although there was no chaos in Tianyimen, it was very uncalm, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although Tianyi Sect is a great martial arts faction, for some reason, the position of head has always been held by the direct blood relatives of the Ouyang family.

Ouyang Muge's vein, there are no men, only two daughters, one of the two daughters died, one has already been sent to the teacher, and he has not returned home all the year round, so Mo Suifeng's identity is very embarrassing, if he is willing to change his surname to Ouyang, then there is no doubt that he will directly inherit the position of the master of Tianyi Gate, but if he does not change his surname, I am afraid that the position of the master of the door is likely to fall to the side branch.

These worldly powers, Mo has a headache when he thinks about it, thinking of Ouyang Muge not showing up today, thinking of the woman in white at night, thinking of what Tie Hanliang said that he must endure for two days, and thinking about it with his toes, there must be many parties playing something.

There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry. Mo Suifeng was not prepared to distract too much energy from this matter, so after combing through the context of this matter, he quickly made a decision in his heart. I will go to see my grandfather tomorrow, explain my intentions, and resolutely not get involved in this "battle for the head", Ouyang Muge, who is also in the province, will work hard about this matter again, and he will stay in this door for a few days, this is really not a place for him to stay for a long time.

At this moment, the sword carried a heavy food box, walked into the courtyard, between the huge fit and the thin body, there was a sharp contrast, although the sword also practiced martial arts, but still tired and sweaty, nose and sideburns were exuding heat.

A quarter of an hour ago, Mo Suifeng was quite dissatisfied with this little maid, and at this moment, he was suddenly moved, it turned out that he really couldn't look at people by appearances, although the matter was small, but it still made him very emotional.

Without too many worries and intrigues, the natural mood will be peaceful. If the two of them live a life, if they are always worried about firewood, rice, oil and salt, even if they want to live a good life, it is basically delusional. That kind of self-deception and happiness are all deception of the soul, and it will not last long. There is no spiritual emptiness, and the first thing to ensure is that the material is not empty.

After dinner, Mo Suifeng transferred the Bodhi Ancestor out again and sorted out the items that could be improved.

After perfectly clearing the first stone pillar, he got a copy of the "Source Stone Sutra Note", although Mo Suifeng's current cultivation can not use the source stone, but his demand for the source stone and the divine source is needless to say.

Therefore, he naturally focused his attention on the classic book "Commentary on the Source Stone Sutra", and sure enough, this book introduces the formation, identification, classification and provenance of the source stone. Starting from the formation of the source stone, the past of the source stone is introduced in great detail.

After reading through it very carefully, Mo Suifeng used Bodhi Ancestor to turn the "Source Stone Sutra Commentary" from entry to perfection, and imprinted this huge system of knowledge about "Source Stone" in his mind.

The reason why the source stone becomes the source stone is different from the ore is not formed because of many physical factors such as geology, soil, pressure, etc. There are too many types of source stones, and the more common ones are hybrid source stones, pure source stones, and heterogeneous source stones. The rarer ones are: the source stone of the sealed town, the source stone of the gods, and the source stone of the holy source. There are also many kinds of source stones, all of which are alternative sources and cannot be uniformly discussed.

After using Bodhi Ancestor, Mo Suifeng only learned the relevant knowledge and the method of distinguishing the source stone, which does not mean that he has become a master of the source stone in one leap, if you want to truly master this knowledge, live and learn, and continuous practice is the only way, relying on understanding alone, after all, it is something on paper.

After learning the "Notes on the Source Stone Sutra", Mo Suifeng found that only half a leaf of divine energy was left, Mo swept it out with the wind, and concentrated his consciousness on the "Du" word formula, which is the most used word formula, and it is also a magical power with the most obvious effect.

After Mo Suifeng clicked the upgrade button, a hint about the word magic appeared in front of his eyes, "Du" word magic power: sound dao exercises, tongue thunder, has a miraculous effect on yin ghosts, the first layer of Xiaocheng.

With the infusion of Bodhi Ancestor, Mo Suifeng found that his understanding of the word formula had reached a new level, and there were also more matching handprints, which was the set of handprints of "Fudong Mountain Seal", which was really the same as he thought, after accumulating good sound secret energy in the abdomen, and then using the corresponding handprints to play, he could control the effect of the tiger and demon eight sounds, no longer a simple big mouth roar, regardless of the enemy and me.

After raising the level of the Divine Power, the Divine Energy was consumed again, and only one-tenth of the first leaf was left, and then when the Divine Energy had not yet landed, Mo Suifeng did not dare to continue to consume, so far, it completely ended today's cultivation.

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The next morning, Mo Suifeng, as always, was just about to start today's morning class.

Suddenly, there was a sharp knock on the door. Mo swept away with the wind god, and knew that it was the sword outside the door, and looking at her appearance, it seemed that she was in a hurry.

Two days have passed, and Mo Suifeng knows that from today onwards, he should not be so idle anymore.

"Come in and talk back!" Mo coughed lightly with the wind.

With a squeak, the sword pushed the door in, and after a simple salute, he said crisply and nervously: "Young master, the master has sent you to the Tianyi Hall." ”

"Tianyi Hall, where are you going to do what?" Mo muttered to himself, and after a moment of contemplation, he raised his head and asked, "Serving the sword, where is the person who gave the order?"

"Young Master, because Hall Master Xu doesn't let the herald enter, that ...... That legend makes people angry, and go!" the sword lowered his head, and the more he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and his expression was quite cowardly.

"Huh, gone?" Mo Suifeng frowned, he had nothing to say for a while, this day was really funny, and the heralds were so personal.

Mo Suifeng's mind moved, and vaguely, he sensed that something was wrong, and said to the sword: "Sword sword, do you know where the Great Hall of Heaven is?"

Seeing that Mo Suifeng didn't mean to pursue Xu Rulong, the sword put down a hanging heart, and replied crisply: "Young master, the slave knows the location of the Tianyi Palace, young master, are you going to the main hall?"

"Well, grandfather's order, don't dare to disobey!

"Obey!" "Obey!" Shi Jian is really happy, since the young master lived here, she and the two of them were extremely nervous, since the young master said that he wanted to go out, it means that the young master's injuries have healed early, and he is finally about to be able to live a normal life.

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Mo Suifeng since coming to this Tianmenmen, it is really the first time to go out, Tianyimen is located on the Tianfeng Peak, a good Tianfeng Peak, worthy of being the gateway of Tianyimen, a peak is directly inserted into the clouds, the green mountains are surrounded by towering, the light mist is entangled, each green mountain has a thousand feet of waterfall falling, splashing bursts of thin smoke, green water flows around the mountain.

Although it is almost winter, the place is still lush and beautiful. The spring water is bubbling and the flowers are blooming, which makes this beautiful place more vibrant and smart.

Mo Suifeng took a deep breath of the fresh air in the mountain, and suddenly felt that his mind was much more open-minded, and he had been practicing in the house for a long time, although his cultivation had grown rapidly, but this state of mind was indeed a little unstable.

Yaxin Courtyard is located in the middle of the mountainside, the first hall of Tianyi is located at the top of the peak, a bluestone road leads directly to the top of the mountain, hundreds of steps are like a long dragon lying horizontally, the grass on both sides is fresh, the stream is murmuring, but there is a unique scenery.

Mo followed the wind and the three of them, walked forward, climbed the steps, walked lightly, talked and laughed all the way, as if they were traveling, and did not go out for many days to cause haze, which turned into nothing invisibly.

After a short time, the three of them came to the middle gate, and they were about to continue their ascent, when suddenly a faint voice came out from a certain hillside.

"Whoever is coming, quickly report the name and surname!"

Mo was suddenly startled by the wind, looked up from afar, and only saw a man in green clothes on the top of the slope on the left, wearing a scarf, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a long sword, standing in the wind, the mountain wind blowing his clothes, and the contrast between stillness and movement, it seems that this person is even more extraordinary.

"This senior brother, the head of Ouyang summoned Zhong to the Great Hall of Tianyi!" Mo Suifeng looked calm, tepid, and looked light.

"Are you Zhong Jie?" the man in Tsing Yi's tone changed, and he seemed to be full of anticipation.

"Yes, it's Zhong!" Mo replied lightly.

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhong single-handedly speared and helped me break through Erlong Mountain in Tianyimen! Now that I see a heroic boy, Senior Brother please go up the mountain. When the man in Tsing Yi heard that it was Zhong Jie, his face suddenly became a lot more solemn, and he didn't stop him anymore.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Mo shook his hand with the wind, took the two maids, and went up the mountain without stopping.

"Senior Brother Zhong, I am a martial artist in Tianyi, and things about learning happen from time to time, if there are people blocking along the road, you can defeat them, and you don't need to show mercy!" The voice of the man in Tsing Yi came faintly behind Mo Suifeng.

Mo Suifeng turned around and thanked him again and continued to climb the mountain.

Although the man in Tsing Yi's words were simple, he told him very clearly that if someone was in front of him, even if he beat him, there was no need to show mercy.

"Childe, what's the matter with that senior brother?" asked curiously, although the two little girls knew the location of the Tianyi Hall, they had never come up.

Mo Suifeng didn't like other people's "young master", "young master" called around, under his strict requirements, Ruhua and Shijian were renamed Gongzi. The title of "Young Master" and "Young Door Master" invisibly framed him in Tianyimen, which was not what he hoped for.

Monks naturally can't guess things with ordinary people, but as long as they have a heart and emotions, anyone who does things will not be traceless. Picturesque and sword-serving, in Mo Suifeng's every move, he vaguely knew that his son was very different from those masters in Tianyimen, and even different from the people he had come into contact with, although the son didn't express much, but it seemed that from beginning to end, he didn't call and drink to the two of them, and when he spoke, he was polite, and he didn't have the consciousness of being a young master at all.

After walking for a short time, as the man in green clothes said, they met a person again, and this person seemed to be waiting for him.

On the bluestone road, a young man with a long knife, about twenty, looked coldly at Mo Suifeng and his party walking up the mountain road, and said aloud with a little arrogance: "You can take me ten knives before you can move forward."

Mo Suifeng sneered, asked the second daughter to pause for a moment, and continued to move forward by herself.

The young man couldn't help but feel annoyed when he saw that Mo Suifeng didn't care, and the young golden silk big ring knife slashed down with a heavy wind, and his moves were concise, and he was better than skillful with strength.

"The knife technique is not bad!" Mo Suifeng praised, flashed the blade sideways, and slashed the knife on the back of the knife.

With a clang, the big knife fell to the ground and broke into two, and the broken place was smooth and smooth, like a mirror.

"Let's go!" Mo waved to the two women behind him with the wind, and naturally continued to climb the mountain.

Mo Suifeng's hand knife is sharp with true qi, although there is nothing surprising, but it is fast and powerful, and ordinary weapons have long been like clay and firewood in their eyes, and they can be cut at will.

The two little maids covered their mouths with their hands and hurriedly followed behind him, the shocked expressions on their faces were the same as the swordsman just now, they didn't know how strong Mo Suifeng was, but they knew how hard this golden wire big ring knife was.

The swordsman on the mountain road, after half a cup of tea, recovered from his sluggishness, and hurriedly picked up the two halves of the big knife and went down the mountain with a pale face.

Mo Suifeng and the three of them continued to climb the mountain, and when they had vaguely seen the layers of buildings, they met a disciple of Tianyi Sect again

This time it was a man in his thirties, the man had a dashing appearance, with a spear behind his back, standing proudly on the hillside, quite similar to the standing posture of the man in Tsing Yi just now.

"Whoever comes, it's Senior Brother Zhong Jie!" the man said loudly.

"It's Zhong!" Mo Suifeng had no fear in his heart, and his fighting spirit was full of war.

"Zhao Yuanlong of a certain family, I have been waiting for my junior brother for a long time, I don't know if my junior brother can teach me a thing or two!"

Mo Suifeng saw that people were carrying spears, faintly looking forward to it, and laughed, "Senior Brother Zhao works hard, and he dares to disobey his fate!"

"Please. Zhao Yuanlong was polite, but he didn't have half a contempt for Mo Suifeng, and after jumping down the hill, he shook the big gun and took the lead in making a move.

The spear is like a silver dragon, attacking head-on, and the tip of the spear shakes out pear blossoms, which seem to be beautiful, but it hides a killing move and leads people into the game.

Mo Suifeng had the heart to see his gun moves, of course he would not defeat him with one move, and after stimulating the restoration of the true body, he did not retreat but advanced, and directly blasted over with a punch towards the center of the pear blossom

"Senior brother be careful!" Zhao Yuanlong shook his arms, the pear blossoms dissipated, the shadow of the spear returned to one, and the spear seemed to move a few inches out of thin air, avoiding Mo Suifeng's fist and stabbing him in the throat.

Since ancient times, the spear has been the king of a hundred soldiers, which is enough to show the power of the spear.

One inch long and one inch strong, Mo Suifeng's fist can't hit people, and other people's guns will definitely be able to stab him. Mo didn't dare to slack off with the wind, turned sideways slightly, and passed by the spear

Zhao Yuanlong didn't snatch it, he slammed the big gun and swept Mo Suifeng in a posture that didn't conform to mechanics at all.

Mo Suifeng sighed suddenly, it's not that he doesn't want to continue fighting, it's just that he has the speed of the woman in white in front of him like lightning, this Zhao Yuanlong's moves are like slowing down, frame by frame, too slow, I can't feel the power at all, and it's in vain to look at it again.

He grabbed the spear with one hand, and with a fierce force, he snatched the iron spear like an adult snatching a toy. This Zhao Yuanlong is quite polite, and he can't be a villain.

Mo Suifeng thrust the spear into the ground, said "admit it", and continued to move forward with the two girls without looking back.