Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

"Hmm, what's going on lately?" Mo Xie asked with a smile on his face. This first-order saint of the solid root, Mo Ye is not optimistic, and always feels that this woman is absent-minded.

"Elder Hui, the Ling Lord has sent holy envoys to invite you many times, saying that there is something important to discuss." Ye Yu hurriedly replied.

"Lead the way, go to the Hall of Heroes"? After Mo Xie finished speaking, he walked out of the courtyard door lightly.

Ye Wei raised his eyebrows, and the elder was going to walk to the Hall of Heroes. "Ancestor, you want to go until tomorrow morning!"

Mo Xie walked through the pavilions and pavilions, pools and pavilions with great interest, under the green pines and cypresses, strange stones, bonsai vines, dotted in the heroic posture of the building.

After a few turns, I passed through a temple. Mo Xie slowly stopped.

Looking up, there is a large plaque of red gold nine beasts gilded in front of him, and the plaque is written with several feet of seal characters: "Medicine Scripture Hall", and the crystal words on the side: "The spirit of heaven and earth, no one who is in medicine",

Mo Ye stood outside the hall area. "Ye Yuan, where is this"?

Ye Yuan's heart moved. "Elder, this is the place where the medicinal scriptures in the mountain are stored, and no saint is allowed to enter without an order from the Council of Elders."

"Oh, so to speak, I, the elder, can only stop looking." Mo Xie smiled, turned around and walked along the Changji outside the hall.

Ye Wei breathed a sigh of relief, this elder was still very well-behaved. Otherwise, the lord of the ridge will be blamed.

Passing through a clump of white bamboos standing upright against the courtyard wall, and walking into an ancient forest with blue and pink, the leaves are like sharp swords gathered together, revealing a few rays of pale green pink light, shining on a gray and dreary building. In front of the building is the red sandalwood carved mantle, on the case sits the high blue and green crystal tripod, carved gold dragon, snow mantle.

Mo Xie stopped and looked at the ebony-colored plaque in front of the building, inlaid with chiseled silver handwriting: "Sword Cultivation Pavilion".

"Leaves. Where is this?" Mo Ye asked with a smile.

"Elder, this is the place where the Casting Sutra is stored in the Ridge, because there have been no disciples to practice the art of casting soldiers for a long time, this place has been abandoned for 10,000 years." Ye Wei looked at the gray shadow of the building and sighed.

"Oh, there is no need for an order from the Council of Elders here"? Mo Xie looked at Ye Yuan and asked with a funny smile.

"Elder, Benling is famous for refining medicine, and the art of forging soldiers is only a surface, there is no secret, you see the doors of the building are open. But no disciples entered." Ye Yuan pointed to the light gate behind the case.

Mo Ye had already peeked at it, but he didn't know what it meant, so it was. "Ye Yuan let's go, let's go in and have a look, I'm not interested in refining medicine, casting soldiers, I want to study one or two."

"Elder". Ye Yu hurriedly shouted.

"Oh, tell the Ridge Lord, you can come here to find me if you have something." Mo Xie's figure flashed and escaped into the light gate.

In the middle of the building is the Nine Dragons Fire Ding. There are nine dragon bodies on the Ding, the dragon's eyes are like torches, and the huge mouth is slightly open, facing the void on the Ding.

In front of the summit is a stone mat. There is a pear spar case, and there is a black crystal inkstone on the case, and a crystal shaft is unfolded horizontally, and the crystal pen with a snow-white tip is pressed on the side of the shaft. On one side is a carved transparent empty bottle. There is a crystal ball on the mouth of the bottle. There is a dogwood in it.

Behind the stone desk is an amethyst-colored bookcase, and a ray of slanting sun shines through the carved stone window and shines on the rows of crystal shafts. The axial surface shone with a withered yellow light. It seems that the crystal shaft has not been viewed for a long time, and it has lost its spirituality, and it is glowing with a corrupted yellow glow.

Mo Xie shook his head, he thought that there must be ten thousand scrolls of crystal books in the pavilion, but it turned out that there were only a dozen scrolls.

I looked around the pavilion and walked to the front of the Huali crystal case. I saw that although the crystal shaft placed on the case was opened, the shaft surface had lost its aura, and there was no half of the handwriting in the gray.

Mo Xie's fingers had just touched the crystal shaft. Poof! A puff of gray smoke rose and instantly feathered into dots of light that dispersed into the airspace.

The crystal shaft then lit up, flashing out three golden bone words: "Fire Cultivation Technique". The opening chapter reads: "If you want to refine your soldiers, you must first cultivate fire, and those who cultivate it will give birth to it, and the source of fire will also be."

Mo Xie read the first few words, and his heart itched like claws. Ever since I got the "Divine Creation", I have the idea of refining soldiers, and with the improvement of the realm, I feel more and more that there is no suitable holy weapon. Although the "Enlightenment Technique" and "Enlightenment Technique" were obtained from the "Divine Creation", it was just a secret technique of enlightening the spirit of the holy weapon, not the art of casting soldiers.

It seems that it should be a technique for cultivating fire, and it should be the basic technique for refining fire when casting soldiers.

Wanting to put away the "Fire Cultivation Technique", Mo Ye smiled again and shook his head. The door of the scripture pavilion is open, and there has been no saint to ask the scriptures for ten thousand years, and it seems that it is not a secret technique that cannot be passed on.

Mo Xie walked to the crystal frame. Divine consciousness glances at the crystal shaft in the shelf. The axis light flashed with the names of the techniques: "Burning Fire Technique", "Flint Fire Technique", "Stone Viewing Technique", "Stone Appreciation Technique", "Crystal Recognition Technique", "Crystal Devouring Technique" Bingding Technique.

Mo Ye was surprised, he didn't expect the art of forging soldiers to be so finely divided, and there were three categories on the shelves, three axes of fire, three axes of stone, three axes of crystallography, one axis of Dingshu, and a few other axes of "Message of Experience".

Although there are not many techniques in the cabinet, it has already opened Mo Ye's eyes.

At the same time, Mo Ye also found that these spells were different from other spell inheritances. The sage imparts the magic, and the "Gong Gongshi" teacher teaches the younger brother. And the art of forging soldiers is indeed recorded on the crystal shaft, so if it is inherited, it will lose the secrecy of the technique, and will be passed on by the disciples at will.

It is said that the Holy Sword Mountain is extremely strict with the Holy Soldiers, how could it be so open to the art of forging soldiers, this is something that Mo Ye did not expect. After thinking for a while, Mo Xie laughed at himself. "If you want to do so much, maybe there is only one reason, even if you show it, you may not be able to cast a holy soldier."

Mo Xie walked to the front of the Nine Dragons Tengyun Ding, Zhang Xu Ding's body was half-closed and half-open, the tripod shape was mixed and round, the whole body was like an amethyst cast, a breath of ice and fire seeped out from the Ding, and it was as light as a book yarn around the Ding body, and the Nine Dragons were like flying fog, the dragon scales were full of purple light, and the dragon's eyes were shining with purple light.

This is the weapon of war. A cold air rushed in, Mo Ye's spirit perked up, and he looked back at the "Ice Ding Technique" in the corner of the bookshelf.

Could this tripod be the "Ice Ding"? Although Mo Ye had not seen the "Ice Tripod Technique", he had already guessed a few points from the chill of the tripod's body.

Walking around the tripod several times, Mo Ye found that there were not only nine dragons on the tripod, but also four words: "frost", "snow", "ice", and "crystal".

Every word was shining, as if the wisps of chill were oozing from between the four words.

Looking around the four domains, there is nothing else in the cabinet.

Mo Xie walked straight to the crystal case, sniffed the faint fragrance of flowers, and sat cross-legged on the side of the case. Looking up at the hollowed-out sky, he took out the nocturnal crystal from the sacred bag and hung it on the desk. Pick up the "fire cultivation" and gently paddle it.

In the Hall of Heroes, the mountain lord Ye Youzi looked at Ye Yu who was trembling slightly with his chin on his chin, and his brows furrowed. "You say, Elder Mo went to the 'Sword Cultivation Pavilion'?"

"Yes, Ling Master, it's all disciples who talk a lot for a while." Ye Yuan was so frightened that his speech was a little slurred. The two strands kept shaking.

Ye Youzi looked at the elders on both sides. "Elders, what do you think of this"?

"Soul Lord, where Elder Mo came from, I don't know, and I can't ask directly, after all, it must be the existence of the peak of my Ridge, friendship is better than evil, just look at it!" Xian Song said with a smile when he saw that all the elders were silent.

"Not bad. What we are most worried about is that Elder Mo is a thief from the outer peak who stole the 'secret of the medicine scripture' from my mountain. As for the art of forging soldiers, although it is a technique inherited from the Holy Sword Mountain, it has now been disclosed to the disciples of the mountain. I just want my disciples to study the magic extensively. It's not a forbidden technique anymore. What if you look at it, for hundreds of thousands of years, there are a few disciples in the mountain who have been able to be selected for the Holy Sword Mountain, and a few disciples have cast holy weapons." Liu He's face was bewitching. When he spoke, he squirmed, and his voice was very tireless.

Ye Youzi looked at the other elders. All the elders nodded. No further comment.

"That's okay, today I wanted to invite Elder Mo to come and ask him to send his disciples into the 'Thousand Herb Domain', so that he would not have to live in the peak for a long time and cause trouble. In that case, let him study the art of forging soldiers. When Elder Liu is fine, you can wait for me to greet you." After Ye Youzi finished speaking, he looked at the soft Liuhe.

The willow lotus heart is blooming. Ever since he saw Elder Mo transform into Ni Yue half a month ago, his cultivation heart was gone, and he looked in the mirror every day, and his heart itched like an ant on a hot pot. However, there is no excuse, so I can only think about it day and night.

"It's the Ridge Lord". Liu He bowed deeply and escaped from the hall in an instant.

Several elders looked at the afterimage left by Liu He and sniffed the strong aroma. His face twitched, and there was an indescribable light in his blinking eyes.

"Ye Yuan, let's go, continue to serve the elders well, and report back immediately if you have something." Ye Youzi retracted his gaze and commanded expressionlessly.

"Yes, Ridge Master". Ye Yu hurriedly knocked his head a few times, and wanted to get up and leave.

"Lord, I still have something to report."

"Speak". Ye Youzi looked at Ye Yuan.

"Ling Lord, after Elder Mo arrived at the Qingyue Palace, he never waited for me. But he gave Ye Yu a crystal medicine to help him break through." Ye Yu hurriedly talked about the matter in detail.

"Go down! I know it." Ye Youzi's face sank, and his voice changed slightly.

Ye Yuan saw that the Ling Lord's face sank, and after thanking him, he hurriedly escaped out of the "Hall of Heroes".

Ye Youzi looked at the elders. "What do you think?"

"This is to win over Ye Yu, it is better to recall him and change to another disciple." Xian Song was the first to fire the cannon.

"No, it will startle the snake." Another elder hurriedly stopped.

Ye Youzi shook his head. "I'm not worried about this, I'm worried that Elder Mo may also be a master of alchemy."

The elders also thought of this, but they didn't dare to say it.

"Elder Xian, it seems that in this matter, you have to go to Ye Yu, take back the crystal medicine, and see what kind of holy medicine it is." Ye You then commanded.

"Okay!" Xian Song finished speaking, and walked away.

"Ding Xiu, you have to come out of this matter, go to Yaofeng to check the details of this saint." Ye Youzi looked at the first saint, and her voice was very soft.

"Soul Lord, what should I do with the spars spent?" Ding Xiu's face showed embarrassment.

"It will be dialed directly to you by Lingnai". Although Ye Youzi felt heartache, there was nothing she could do. Elder Mo Qiong came unexpectedly, and he didn't dare to miss Ye Ling who had not fallen.

"The lord of the ridge can rest assured". Ding Xiu got up and fled out of the hall.

In the blink of an eye, only Ye Youzi was left in the hall.

The cyan smoke veil was gently brushed, and bursts of light smoke rose from the incense burner, wrapped in light yarn, which filled the entire hall and Ye Youzi's heart.

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