Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1108 Restoration of the Yin-Yang Ling Jiao
"Have you heard that Patriarch and Mo Xian entered the grove last night!"

"Yes, I heard that the ancestor adopted Mo Xian as his godson and is giving him special training."

"This kid is so lucky, he actually got the favor of the ancestor!"

The news that Mo Xian disappeared with the ancestor of the Kong family quickly spread in the Kong family, and various versions of rumors emerged endlessly.

Right now, a group of Kong family members gathered together to discuss this matter.

"Tch, what do you know!" At this time, a young man in his twenties walked into the crowd in a rather inscrutable way, and made a rather different remark.

After listening, everyone was startled first, then trembled all over, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

For this version, everyone seems to agree with it. It was just a guess at first, but it soon became an iron-clad fact.

This version is that Mo Xian and their ancestors had a friendship that transcended age, gender, and the world.

Their reasoning was also very simple. If not, why would the ancestor help Mo Xian?

In their view, it is obviously impossible to have such an impact just by relying on a piece of rotten iron that they don't know what to do with.

And this version, not only can explain this problem, but also satisfies the bad taste in their hearts, and naturally won everyone's approval.

In fact, they simply couldn't understand the weight of a good piece of material in a blacksmith's heart.

In particular, this piece of material is still a small goal that an old man set for himself when he was young, but he has never been able to achieve it.

A few days passed quickly, and no one knew what Mo Xian and the ancestors of the Kong family were doing, but the version that was approved by everyone had already spread.

On the other side, the Hailing clan lived quite comfortably in that other courtyard.

Because they just arrived, Mu Jin and the others didn't have any special activities.

However, from time to time, some young faces would appear outside the courtyard, looking at the courtyard with fascination.

What's more, Haitang and the other brave ones were restless and sneaked out from time to time.

The Hailing tribe is quite a special existence in the Kong family. As long as they don't mess around, basically no one will care about them, but they are quite welcome.

Haitang and the others are also very measured, and they will not go to places that seem to be very important.

Their appearance naturally attracted many young men from the Kong family, and they volunteered to become flower protectors and tour guides.

Under such circumstances, there were several couples who fell in love with each other like bastards looking at mung beans.

Therefore, more young men of the Kong family couldn't sit still. What they hoped most every day was to see a girl from the Hailing tribe running out of that mysterious courtyard.

In this way, they have reason to take it for granted in the past.

Naturally, Kong Ling would not be ignorant of these.

She has issued a death order, and no one is allowed to disturb the Sea Spirits.

However, if the girls from the Sea Spirit Clan came to the door by themselves, as long as it does not violate the principle, she will naturally not care.

After all, the overall situation on the mainland is that there are more wolves than meat, and many Kong family men are still waiting to get out of the order. This can be regarded as a solution to a major livelihood issue of their Kong family.

"Ding ding..."

In the stone room, Mo Xian and the ancestor of the Kong family were still sweating profusely. At some point, they had already taken off their shirts.

Although the ancestor of the Kong family was very old, his figure was quite perfect, his muscles were very tough, and his upper body was a perfect inverted triangle.

Against the backdrop of the fire, his body showed a bronze color, with sweat rolling on it, and another beauty of strength, which was not inferior to some strong young people at all.

In comparison, Mo Xian's figure is more than one size smaller, his muscles are not so obvious, relatively well-proportioned, and his skin is as moist as suet jade, covered with beads of sweat.

Even so, no one dared to doubt the explosive power contained in those slightly raised muscles.

The old and the young have obviously been completely immersed in their own world, and have lost contact with everything outside.

Accompanied by the rhythmic knocking sound, countless materials flew over the forging table, changing the shape and removing the dross at the same time.

Another two days passed like this, the ancestor of the Kong family stopped his movements, and the flames in the forging furnace also stopped, as if it had been completed.

I saw the Yin Lingjiao suspended in the air, it was already completely new, bursting out bursts of rich aura.

"Haha, I'm done!" The ancestor of the Kong family laughed loudly, and grabbed the Yin Lingjiao in his hand with a random claw, regardless of the high temperature.

Seeing that Mo Xian was still working hard, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he said rather flamboyantly, "I've already finished it, let's see how proud you are, haha..."

Dimly, Mo Xian also heard the triumphant voice of the ancestor of the Kong family.

But he didn't care about it.

After all, the ancestor of the Kong family has been immersed in forging for many years, so it is normal to have such a speed.

However, he did not take it for granted. His speed may be slower, but the result will definitely surprise the ancestors of the Kong family.

After waiting for a while, the ancestor of the Kong family obviously felt a little bored, and muttered to himself: "Boy, you work hard, the old man will take a bath and change clothes first."

Another day passed quickly, and the ancestor of the Kong family had taken the time to take a shower several times, changed his clothes several times, and did some things that could not be described in words.

However, Mo Xian is not finished yet.

"Hey, little baby, I'm proud of you. Now I know, Jiang is still old and spicy!" The ancestor of the Kong family circled Mo Xian three times to the left and three times to the right. attitude.

"Old man, isn't this little doll finished yet?" At this time, the delicate wives of the ancestors of the Kong family came over curiously.

"That's natural, you're just a brat. I think he will spend at least seven days." The ancestor of the Kong family opened his arms, took several beautiful women into his arms, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm only under 20 years old, what are you so proud of." Several beautiful women covered their mouths and smiled lightly.

"Women's view, as the saying goes, learning has no front and back, and those who have mastered it are teachers, do you understand?" the ancestor of the Confucius family said.

At this time, Mo Xian also stopped, and it seemed that he had completed it, but it was a full day behind the ancestor of the Kong family.

"Old man, you have already finished it?" He glanced at the ancestor of the Kong family and said in surprise.

"That's natural. The old man has traveled more roads than you have crossed bridges. It is only natural that he is ahead of you." The ancestor of the Kong family was quite satisfied with Mo Xian's reaction, and seemed to have forgotten that he had just concluded that Mo Xian would need seven days. .

"Senior is a senior after all!"

Mo Xian smiled lightly and flipped his wrist.

With the extinguishing of the flame, the Yangling Jiao was finally exposed among the crowd.

"Buzz!"

The Yang Lingjiao trembled violently, and a mysterious aura suddenly spread out, accompanied by several eye-catching auras.

Yang Lingjiao has taken on a new look, but it seems to be different from before.

(End of this chapter)