Master of Magic

Chapter 35 You can practice

"Strange! This kid's soul seems to be blocked by something, even my awe-inspiring talisman can't get in," Wu Ya shook his head with a wry smile, and then said in a heavy tone, "What's more weird is my awe-inspiring talisman. The talisman was devoured."

Hearing that the Haoran talisman was devoured, Mo Chen's indifferent face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, became a little strange, and he began to look at Ye Fengqing carefully. Magic Star."

Seven evil spirits!

Who the hell is Mo Chen who even knows about the Seven Fiends?

At this time, Mo Chen bowed to Wu Ya and said, "Teacher, leave this boy to the disciple. The disciple has a way to wake him up."

"Do you have a way?" Wu Ya raised his head and looked at Mo Chen's face full of surprise. He didn't expect his words to come true, but he was relieved when he thought of Mo Chen's mysterious appearance, and said with a light smile: "Okay, I'll leave it to you."

"Mr. Mo Chen, please save the pig's head." Wu Xue pulled Mo Chen's sleeve and pleaded.

"Don't worry, Xue'er, this kid will wake up within three days," Mo Chen cast a glance at Ye Fengqing and said, there was an air of Ning Ren's infinite conviction in his words, and then he bowed to Wu Ya again , "Teacher and disciple leave for the time being, the disciple will definitely wake up this son within three days!"

After speaking, Mo Chen and Ye Fengqing who were lying on the bed turned into a phantom and gradually disappeared into the void.

Purple Feather Immortal Gate, Sword Pavilion.

"Seven evil spirits come out, demon stars appear, and the lord of the ages steps on the heavens; the tomb of the gods and demons, the slayer of the sky, and the river against fate are buried in the sky." Mo Chen stood on the top of Jiange with his hands behind his back, wearing a white robe in the bitter wind. There was a sound of hunting, and a pair of eyes piercing through the eternal river seemed a little blurred, as if recalling memories from ancient times.He stood there for a long time without making the slightest movement, and suddenly a pair of blurred eyes revealed a light like a nine-day star.

"Yin..." The evil sword behind her has already been unsheathed!
"With one sword, the heavens and the earth will be opened, and the corpses of gods and demons will become a sea. The power of the evil sword is so terrifying that it can shake the sky!"

At this moment, an immemorial aura burst out from the body of the Xiejian sword, as if covering the monstrous evil aura of the Xiejian itself, and pierced through the vastness. The vertical and horizontal ancient aura shook the mountains and vibrated the mountains like a wild beast, dominating the sky, but Then it flowed away quietly like that weak water.

"Concubine Mo, where are you?" Mo Chen's voice was a little low, with some hesitation and regret, he slowly took a moon-like purple jade pendant from his neck, carefully cared for it in his hand, and looked at the purple jade pendant. The jade pendant and Mo Chen's eyes began to get wet. If others knew about this scene, no one would believe their eyes. The famous white-clothed evil sword in the three realms, Mo Chen would cry for a small jade pendant?

No matter how cold and indifferent a person is on the surface, there will always be one thing that makes him cry alone...even the gods and demons above all living beings.

"The Seven Fiends have appeared in this world, and this era of destiny will end after all." Mo Chen on the mountain peak sighed helplessly, and then disappeared into a phantom.

Inside the Jiange, Mo Chen closed his eyes and looked up at the starry sky. Beside him was Ye Fengqing who was lying unconscious on the bed. The stars moved and the sun rose and set. For three consecutive days, Ye Fengqing was still unconscious, and Mo Chen's eyes had not been opened. Pass.

At this moment, Ye Fengqing's body began to undergo subtle changes. The vitality of the world around the Jiange rushed towards him crazily, but a trace of evil energy appeared from Ye Fengqing's eyebrows, and it became stronger and stronger. At this moment, Mo Chen finally opened his eyes. He closed his eyes, let out a breath of turbid air, and said, "It's time to come, the evil spirit of the demon star!"

At this moment, a cyan green lotus transformed into shape, slowly spinning on Ye Fengqing's forehead.

"Ninth grade green lotus?!" At this moment, Mo Chen was shocked. He looked at the ninth grade green lotus carefully, as if he was recalling something. Looking at Ye Fengqing's evil spirit in the center of his eyebrows, he felt a little suspicious, "Using the ninth-grade green lotus that was extinct in the age of gods and demons in ancient times to suppress the evil star's evil spirit is a great skill, but it's a pity that the evil star's evil spirit is far from being able to completely suppress the evil spirit of the ninth-grade green lotus." Suppressed. It is destiny for the demon star to descend into the world, so how can it be changed by a strange treasure, even the ninth-grade green lotus that is comparable to the sacred objects of the heavens."

"No! It seems..." Mo Chen looked at the center of the Ninth Grade Green Lotus, which turned out to be a black nine-turn lotus platform. If he didn't observe carefully, he would not have discovered it.At this moment, Mo Chen seemed to feel a little strange, frowned, and said: "Could it be that the ninth-grade Qinglian and the seven evil spirits have merged? It was originally a star-shaped nine-turn life wheel and seven evil spirits, but now it has become a nine Turning to the black lotus platform, but it's really interesting haha..."

Finally, after the ninth-grade black lotus platform absorbed enough vitality from the world, it slowly submerged into the center of Ye Fengqing's eyebrows and disappeared.

However, in the depths of Ye Fengqing's soul, a cultivation method inherited from the Lord of Destiny in the primordial Hongmeng era is running crazily.Even Mo Chen didn't discover this secret.

Ye Fengqing's consciousness was fluttering in the endless darkness, countless cipher texts kept rushing towards the depths of Ye Fengqing's soul, and after an unknown amount of time, everything finally stopped.At this moment, an inexplicable roulette wheel was slowly turning between his eyebrows, slowly warming his soul, and gradually recovering a trace of his sanity.

"No! Parents, don't leave me, don't..." Ye Fengqing suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, and stared blankly ahead.

"You're awake." Not far away, Mo Chen leaned on the window with his arms folded and asked Ye Fengqing.

Ye Fengqing was stunned for a while, then slowly turned his head, looked at the stranger in front of him, and said doubtfully, "Are you..."

"Mo Chen, your future teacher." Mo Chen turned his head and looked out the window and said indifferently.

"Mo Chen? Teacher?" Ye Fengqing was obviously confused by Mo Chen's words, "Then... Where is Teacher Mo Chen, sister Xue'er?"

"I will take you to meet them later. Remember that you are now a disciple of Qiling Pavilion, and my student is fine. The clothes and exercises next to you are for you. You can follow me in the next three years." Practice, as for whether you can enlighten your spirit after three years, it all depends on your own efforts. But fortunately, you can feel the vitality of heaven and earth now, which means you can practice." Mo Chen looked out the window and said.

"Teacher Mo Chen, you, you mean I can practice? Then, don't I just become a monk?" Hearing that Mo Chen said that he could practice, Ye Fengqing was very excited. He didn't expect that he would fall asleep It feels like a monk, an existence that mortals look up to.

"Friar! You are not considered a monk. You can barely be called a monk until you reach the enlightenment stage. As for you, you are a rookie at the early stage of controlling Qi. If you don't work hard, you will always be a rookie and let others slaughter you."

(End of this chapter)