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It's not that Mo Shaoli doesn't want to deal with Jin Dinghou and the Star Refining Sect, it's that he doesn't have the heart to deal with it now. The imperial palace sent a decree to prepare for the marquis in three years. He also received an order from the top of the military department to strengthen the training of the corps and set out for the army ten years later.

Ten years is too short, and Mo Shaoli has more important things to do.

After two months of busy tossing, he finally finished dealing with all kinds of things, and came to Wuzhou Mansion again on the pretext of inspecting the training of the legion.

In the past 100 years, the Immortal Dynasty issued several compulsory conscription orders, and the official soldiers of the 198th Army finally reached the full strength of 1 million, and there were also 300,000 reserve recruits in Wuzhou Prefecture and Buyou County. The 300,000 Earth Wheel Realm cultivators who were first recruited in the Heavenly Palace Great World have gone through more than 200 years of conquest, and there are still more than 200,000 of them, most of whom have broken through to the Heavenly Realm, and a small number of them have reached the Law Realm realm. When they were recruited, they were selected with the best qualifications, and these monks advanced by leaps and bounds when their cultivation resources were sufficient.

Unconsciously, Mo Shaoli already had an elite army of monks in his hands.

The school head, Zhu Yingtong and Zhang Linghua, stood side by side, supervising the monks under them to practice the battle formation.

The space is slightly rippling.

Mo Shaoli appeared suddenly.

"The first one!"

Zhang Linghua saw Mo Shaoli coming, bowed his hand, and then said happily: "My lord, you have cultivated the Fa Xiang!"

"It's long overdue to cultivate the Faxiang. Mo Shaoli's mind was not in the legion, but when he saw Zhang Linghua, his face couldn't help frowning, and he said: "I gave you a Huangting Dao Lotus back then, with your qualifications and cultivation savings, how could you still break through and fail?"

Zhang Linghua's cultivation has already reached the peak of the Law Realm, and he is ready to break through the Divine Power Realm when he returns to the Immortal Dynasty this time, but unfortunately he failed, and he has been cultivating for more than ten years, but he still has not been able to recover or come, and his breath is vain, and he is seen by Mo Shaoli at a glance.

"Let Mo Shouzao disappoint you. ”

Zhang Linghua smiled bitterly and said: "The way of cultivation is focused on the state of mind, my state of mind is unstable, alas...... Yuan Chenyi killed Zhu Shouzuo, if this thief is not removed, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to become a miracle in this life!"

Hearing this, Mo Shaoli's brows furrowed even tighter, and after staring at Zhang Linghua for a while, he shook his head slightly, and said, "A truly strong person will turn hatred into a driving force to impact a higher level, instead of being blinded by hatred and becoming an obstacle to the cultivation path. ”

Zhang Linghua just smiled bitterly.

Everyone has their own path, their own love and hatred, and outsiders have no right or power to interfere.

is like Bi Shaofeng, who insists on going against the sky to resurrect the Taoist companion who has long since died. Mo Shao has been cultivating so far, and he can vaguely guess what serious consequences it will incur, and he is very worried, but he can only bury his worries in his heart, and he can't even stop it.

Under the way of heaven, in the world, there are too many helplessness.

Mo Shaoli shook his head again, took out his orange light super brain, and said: "Ten years later, I will go to the Great World of Dust, I will transfer 300 billion to your account, and watch the distribution, which can be regarded as a reward for my brothers in advance." ”

Zhang Linghua said with a smile: "The other first ones rely on their soldiers to obtain resources, but you can do the opposite, I have to say, Zhu Shouza had a good vision at the beginning! Today, the 198th Army has become a strong force that is not weak, and it can be regarded as fulfilling Zhu Shouza's wish back then." ”

Mo Shaoli smiled. There was a lot of regret in the smile.

If Mo Shaoli continues to serve in the Ministry of War, he will definitely enter the General Affairs Office for development and become a powerful seat in the future. Zhu Yingtong also wanted to enter the General Affairs Office. Zhang Linghua was originally the best candidate for the head of the 198th Army, but unfortunately, his cultivation attainments were lacking, and there were many rising stars under his command who were stronger than him.

Zhang Linghua said goodbye with interest and went down to arrange the distribution of benefits.

Mo Shaoli looked at Zhu Yingtong, who looked indifferent and indifferent to his arrival.

Zhu Yingtong said: "If you still come for that matter, there is no need to speak. ”

The smile on Mo Shaoli's face turned into embarrassment, and slowly, the smile retracted.

A gorgeous cyan battleship appeared from the distant sky, directly through the state capital array, and went straight to the military headquarters campus.

"There aren't many warships, but who's so arrogant?"

Mo Shaoli muttered.

The battleship hatch opened.

A female voice came out: "Me!"

It was the young master of Haiyue who spoke.

They all rode and walked down the battleship after the young master of Haiyue.

The two of them appeared in front of Mo Shaoli and Zhu Yingtong in a flash.

"I've seen all riding on the throne, and I've seen the Sea Moon Holy King. ”

Mo Shaoli and Zhu Yingtong saluted.

In the school grounds, the high-ranking officials of other legions rushed to salute.

After a period of greetings, Du Qixiao ordered to summon the Holy Son of Futu of all legions to assemble.

The Futu Holy Son of all the legions of Wuzhou Mansion soon arrived.

Du rode the seat and took out a palm-sized cylinder, threw it away, and turned it into a ring with a diameter of 900 zhang and a height of 100 zhang.

"According to the rules, the Futu Holy King should have been selected from among the major legions of the Futu Holy Son, however, the current situation is clear to everyone, everything is simple, and the soldier master selected the strongest Holy Son of the military department to be directly promoted to the Futu Holy King. Now, you can challenge the Holy King of Futu, and the victor can take his place. ”

Du Qixiao looked at Mo Shaoli, and said meaningfully: "Mo Shouza, you are in a special situation, and the quota belonging to the Holy Son of Futu has been retained, and you are also qualified to challenge." ”

Mo Shaoli shrugged his shoulders and said, "Lord Xiaoza, I'm not her opponent, so forget it." ”

The other six Futu Holy Sons of the other legions, Zhu Yingtong, were all in an uproar.

As the head of the legion, Jin Lin couldn't keep calm, and shouted: "Mo Shouza, you are recognized as a first-day genius by the Ministry of War, how can you ...... Isn't this woman the young master of the Xianyun Chamber of Commerce, why are you afraid of her?"

Mo Shaoli rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and said, "You can do it, you can go." ”

Du rode the seat and said: "Jin Lin, you are also a genius of the younger generation, you can try." ”

The monks are powerful, their minds are often extremely sharp, and they are also cautious in their actions, but Jin Lin is an outlier, and when he heard this, he immediately shouted: "Try it, go on stage!"

"You don't have to go up. ”

The young master of Haiyue spoke indifferently, and his figure flickered.

Bang!

There was a bang, and the next moment Jin Lin was kicked out.

"You sneak attack!"

Jin Lin was not injured, jumped up from the ground, and said angrily: "Despicable!

The Supreme Holy Body of the Young Lord of Haiyue is not a dry meal, Mo Shaoli has seen her methods, a woman who can even be beaten by Yu Divine Objects, how can Jin Lin be an opponent?

"That guy Jin Shi is so smart, why did he promote a headless junior of the same clan?"

Mo Shaoli shuttled through the space, appeared behind Jin Lin, stretched out his hand and pressed on his shoulder, and said: "You are not her opponent, forget it, don't make a fool of yourself with your subordinates, otherwise where is the majesty of being the first seat?"

"I ......"

Jin Lin was shocked, turned his head, glanced at Mo Shaoli, and lowered his head.

Jin Lin found that Mo Shaoli didn't seem to use any magical powers at all, and only put one arm on his shoulder, and his whole body was locked up, and he couldn't mobilize it in the slightest.

Young Master Haiyue stared at Mo Shaoli, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "President Mo, I heard that you are not dead yet, and your two wives have divided your family property, I thought it was a disaster, but it turned out to be a great opportunity, a very good magical power." ”

Mo Shaoli's face darkened, and Haiyue obviously deliberately made words to stimulate him.

"The military department now has 1,500 official legions, and the Holy Son of Futu does not know how many there are, and it is too troublesome to fight one by one. Your reputation in the military department is loud enough, why don't we fight and defeat you, I believe there will be a lot less trouble in the future. ”

"Don't fight!"

Mo Shaoli flatly refused, and said: "You should be the Holy King of Futu and inherit the position of the master of the army, I have no opinion, you and I don't need to fight." ”

"That's not up to you!"

The young master of Haiyue did not give up, and his figure flashed to Mo Shaoli's side, and his right hand condensed his claws and grabbed his arm.

Mo Shaoli moved away.

Du rode the seat and shouted loudly: "Mo Shouza, nearly a million monks in Wuzhou Mansion are watching, and your 200,000 subordinates are being chased and beaten by a woman, it's not good-looking, right?"

Mo Shaoli shouted: "Her Ten Extremes Dao has already cultivated to a great success, and my divine power has just become a small success, how can she be her opponent?"

"Huh?"

The young master of Haiyue stared, chased after Mo Shaoli, shot faster, and punched out.

Mo Shaoli turned around and waved his fist to greet him.

"Boom!"

The fist of the two collided with each other, causing the school field to fly with earth and rock, and the nearest Jin Lin was shaken back again and again by the aftermath.

"Mixed Yuan Jin?" "Young Master Haiyue smiled chic and said, "Such a strong strength can be compared to the Mixed Yuan Holy Clan." Let's go on stage and fight. ”

After speaking, his figure flashed and appeared in the ring.

Mo Shaoli hesitated.

Zhu Yingtong suddenly shouted: "Mo Shouza, go on!"

The soldiers of the 198th Regiment followed and loudly echoed, coaxing: "Mo Shouza, go up! Go up, go up ......."

"Malegobi, slut!"

Mo Shao scolded secretly, his figure moved, and appeared in the ring.