Wang Meng was stunned when he saw Chen Mo, and he was overjoyed:

"You promised?!"

Nashou wanted to worship.

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to stop him, and said lightly: "Wait, don't worry, I still have something to ask you." ”

"Master, please speak. Wang Meng begged for a verbal bargain.

Chen Mo waved his hand and said: "I can't afford it, your master is Elder Yi Zhixing, I will accept you as an apprentice, and you have the right to be a personal relationship, it doesn't matter if you are famous, you can call me a senior brother." ”

"Senior Brother Chen Mo. Wang Meng came to his senses, he called Chen Mo like this, which really meant that Chen Mo became the target of everyone.

"I just said that because of your choice to kill your relatives in righteousness, you should be clear," Chen Mo looked at Wang Meng's eyes, as if he wanted to catch something from his eyes, "You have to tell me clearly now, what do you want to learn from me?"

Wang Meng gritted his teeth, no longer had the slightest concern, and said loudly: "Senior Brother Chen Mo, I have been fighting with you from the outer sect to the present, every time I fight, I can feel the huge gap between you and me, and your progress will always be faster than mine." ”

"You are more talented than me, more diligent than me, and have a stronger desire to seek the Tao than I do...... I want to learn these things from you, and then find my own way to punish the demons, and destroy that ...... with my own hands Wang Qianyuan!"

Wang Meng's eyes lit up with endless anger.

"Yes. Chen Mo nodded, and then threw the Qiyang Sword out.

Wang Meng was stunned, hurriedly stretched out his hands, and steadily caught the Zhenzong Spirit Sword.

"Senior Brother Chen Mo, this is ......" Wang Meng was a little panicked.

At this moment, his posture was extremely low, and his attitude towards Chen Mo had also changed greatly, just like a disciple who was serious about studying, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Chen Mo could see that he had indeed changed his mind.

Chen Mo said lightly: "You pull out the Qiyang sword." ”

Just pull out this spirit sword?

Wang Meng was stunned. But without hesitation, he immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword and pulled out the spirit sword.

It's just that strange things happen.

Obviously, it was just a spirit sword of normal weight, and he didn't have any special feelings, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out this spirit sword.

"Inspire him with your heart. Chen Mo said. "I have already hinted at the Qiyang Sword, and only those who possess the purest heart of subduing demons can pull it out. ”

The Heart of the Demons?

Wang Meng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and began to eliminate distracting thoughts in his heart, and seriously began to recall that hatred, that anger......

The anger at the destruction of the royal faith on his back overnight, and the hatred for his innocent and extremely proud life turned into nothing overnight......

Father's revenge. Implacable.

The hatred of the devil is endless.

The hatred for Wang Qianyuan who killed his parents, betrayed the Ming Dynasty, and treated himself as a chess piece completely overwhelmed Wang Meng's heart.

Wang Meng opened his eyes in an instant, shouted angrily, his right hand shook, and a clear sword roar pierced the sky. The Qiyang Sword rose out of the scabbard like a bright sun.

Wang Meng held this Zhenzong Spirit Sword, and felt a righteous and bright power in his heart. I was shocked.

"Very good, since you pulled it out, then, I will pass on your exercises. Chen Mo nodded, his face did not show the slightest surprise, as if he had expected it.

"So fast?" Wang Meng was a little surprised. Holding the Qiyang Sword, which glowed like a touch of the sun, he hurriedly straightened up, bowed his head slightly, and listened carefully.

Chen Mo smiled: "I'm going to leave soon, after passing on your exercises." You can't supervise your practice, it's all up to you. ”

"It's to save ...... Luer...... Senior Sister Lu'er?" Wang Meng was a little embarrassed when he mentioned the name, but soon he was relieved.

From the bottom of his heart, he slowly recognized the fact that Chen Mo was more suitable for Fu Luer than himself.

From the moment he knelt down in front of Chen Mo, the attachment to Fu Lu'er and the comparison with Chen Mo had all disappeared.

Destroying Wang Qianyuan has become his only goal now.

"Yes. Chen Mo nodded without the slightest concealment.

"But I just heard that the results of the discussion of the seven major sects have not yet come out......," Wang Meng said hesitantly, considering his words.

Chen Mo smiled and said indifferently: "If they refuse to open the Immortal Demon Mausoleum in the short term, it will be the sky, and I will poke a hole for him." ”

When Chen Mo said this, Wang Meng involuntarily trembled, and he felt the cold and murderous intent in those words.

"Back to the truth," Chen Mo waved his hand, "Listen now, what I want to pass on to you now is the true biography of Elder Zhao Hao, the Soul Dementor Sword Dao." ”

Dementor Kendo!

As soon as these four words came out, Wang Meng was shocked, and his eyes flashed with a trace of essence.

When he entered the inner gate, what he was most eager to do was to learn the way of the Dementor Sword from Elder Zhao Hao, but the latter unfortunately died when he survived the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and he had to choose Tianshu Peak.

However, he didn't have the qualifications to cultivate Kenshin Tongming.

Therefore, his Dao cultivation has been stagnant.

Now that Chen Mo actually said that he wanted to teach him the way of the soul sword, how could he not be overjoyed?

He didn't question how Chen Mo could comprehend the dementor sword, Chen Mo's power he had seen in the long-term fighting, especially in the battle of Wuquan Peak that day, Chen Mo slashed out a shocking sword, which had completely convinced Wang Meng.

Therefore, the fact that Chen Mo was able to teach him the way of the soul dementor sword was nothing to Wang Meng was questionable, strange.

He just adjusted his kneeling posture, and he really became a good and sensitive disciple, listening carefully.

Chen Mo didn't hide his selfishness, stretched out his hand and gently pressed it on Wang Meng's head, and opened his mouth to explain the various changes in the soul dementor sword.

Wang Meng listened to it for a day and a night, holding the Qiyang Sword with both hands, and then entered a state of concentration and began to realize the sword.

The sky was just white, and a crane came from the clouds, and the mouth was holding a letter.

Chen Mo glanced at the sky and said lightly: "After you have achieved success, if you still want to recognize me as a teacher in the future, worship me as the sword boy under my seat." ”

Chen Mo turned his head again and said to Jiu Quanzi: "Jiu Quanzi, Wang Meng will be here to cultivate with you in the future, as his senior brother, take care of him." ”

Jiuquanzi nodded, and said with a smile: "No problem, leave it to me." ”

Chen Mo beckoned the crane to come down, took down the letter it was holding, and after a few glances, his face sank.

"Mu Xue, Sister Yuyan, I'm going to go to the Tianshu Palace. ”

Chen Yuyan and Bai Muxue nodded knowingly, and said with concern: "Be careful." ”

"Well, Mu Xue, don't fall behind in your and Jiuquanzi's cultivation, the day of going down the mountain is coming. Chen Mo said, stepped on the sword and left, turning into a streamer and flying towards Tianshu Peak.

The letter in his hand was rubbed by him, turned into a little fire, and disappeared into the wind.

The letter reads: After discussion by the seven major sects, the opening of the Immortal Demon Mausoleum is scheduled to be one month later.

"A month after the bullshit. Chen Mo's fists clenched slightly, and the air vibrated with a ripple.

He was furious. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thanks to passer-by d for the 100 starting point coin tip, thanks to Shanshan Yulan for the 588 starting point coin tip