Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Six - The Difference of Two Steps

Li Zhishan laughed in anger: "Gossip? Is it true that you think that a dead thing like a weapon can give birth to spiritual wisdom?"

Xu Yan nodded: "That's right."

Li Zhishan had lost interest in lecturing on Taoism, and looked at Xu Yan as if he were an idiot: "Everyone says that Mr. Qi forged an unpredictable ghost, like a genius who was born with knowledge. Now it seems..."

"Enough!" Mo Qingchou shouted violently.

"This is my banquet, Mr. Li, it is impossible to go to the end."

Li Zhishan snorted coldly, and apologized to Mo Qingchou with a fist, "This old man is ill, so he retired first."

His eyes fell on Xu Yan: "Mr. Qi, this old man can still live for a while. I hope that in my lifetime, I can see what Mr. Qi said and be able to understand the magic weapon. Hahahaha!" go with.

Everyone's eyes fell on Xu Yan, but they found that Xu Yan's demeanor was not as good as the firecracker-like character rumored by the world.

Even Jin Qianji looked at him with astonishment. If it was the usual Xu Yan, he would probably roll up his sleeves and curse.

Xu Yan was not angry, but instead smiled casually: "He doesn't understand."

Jin Qianji was suddenly stunned.

It was like a random passerby came out and pointed at Jin Qianji and scolded him for not being able to use puppet skills or carving skills. It's like a tattoo artist suddenly ran to Wanqianhong in Chaoxia Palace and said that she couldn't get tattoos. Could it be that Wanqianhong wanted to get angry with him again?

The realm of the two is different.

Xu Yan understood this, so he was not angry at all.

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Mo Qingchou looked apologetic: "Sorry, Brother Xu." Xu Yan waved his hand: "It's okay."

"No." Mo Qingchou said sternly, "I was able to cast this soldier today because of Brother Xu."

Xu Yan smiled: "Is it the control of the temperature?"

Mo Qingchou nodded, "Exactly."

"The day I talked with Brother Xu, it made me realize something. I finally took advantage of the cold of the sky and the earth to block the icy wind with cold air, and finally completed the casting process. If it weren't for such a terrifying low temperature, I'm afraid it would be difficult for me to make the four The materials are blended so perfectly. No matter what, I still owe Brother Xu a favor.”

Xu Yan laughed: "Since that's the case, Master Mo will give me a lot of Tibetan Fengcheng's specialty [Sanchi Binghan], so that when I'm thirsty, I can relieve my alcohol addiction."

Mo Qingchou also laughed: "This is not a problem."

Lan Mingxin, who was on the side, also ran out ignorantly: "Master Mo, that tattooed soldier is very beautiful, what's the name of it?"

Mo Qingchou's mind moved, and the tattooed soldiers fell on the field.

I saw that the whole body of the long stick was made of ice jade, but the color was orange-yellow, just like the evening when the sun slanted westward.

"The color is like the sunset...it was named [Sunset]."

"A name that fits well!"

"Hahaha, good name!"

Xu Yan looked at it and muttered to himself, if he were to be named, it must be changed to [Orange Ice Bars].

At this time, the city master of Zangfeng laughed loudly: "It's a good piece of tattoo [Sunset]. I don't know what Master Mo plans to do with the tattoo? If there is a need for an auction, the old man will fully cooperate." Mo Qingchou smiled and put the 【 Wan Xia] put it away and said with a smile: "Wen Bing already has its owner, thank the city lord for his kindness."

The city owner didn't take it seriously either. He originally just had the mentality to please this great Buddha. Since everyone has already chosen who to sell, he doesn't have to worry about it.

It was a night banquet. Except for the quarrel between Li Zhishan and Xu Yan, the guests and hosts were very happy.

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In the days that followed, the three of them would walk around Zangfeng City when they were free, eating and drinking like traveling in the mountains and water.

And whenever Mo Qingchou was free, Xu Yan would go to Yutian Tower to discuss Taoism with him.

Although Xu Yan has a high realm and a wide vision. But this so-called water casting is still a brand-new casting method that did not exist in the previous life. The so-called water casting method still has a similar effect on Xu Yan.

Not to mention that Mo Qingchou's method of lifting weights lightly and provoking to borrow the power of heaven and earth was really profound that day, and Xu Yan was also quite interested in it and was not ashamed to ask.

Time flies, and the three of them have stayed in Cangfeng City for more than a month.

It has been about three months since the three of them went down the mountain.

They didn't plan to stay here for a long time, after all... they still have a place to go.

On this day, the three of Xu Yan came to Yutian Tower, preparing to say goodbye to Mo Qingchou.

"Don't stay any longer?" With Mo Qingchou's indifferent and cold personality, it was quite rare to be able to say such words of retention. Even when his disciple went to the Southern Imperial City, he just said "be careful on the road".

Jin Qianji smiled: "Master Mo, I know you and Brother Xu are very close, but... we are still from the Yunfu after all. The Yunfu cannot avoid war."

"Okay." Mo Qingchou shook his head and sighed softly. He knew what the dragon pool and tiger dens were where the three of them went, and if they were not careful, they could fall into it. Mo Qingchou no longer forced the three of them to stay, but handed Xu Yan a jade card: "One of the great northern tribes, the patriarch of the [Flying Snow Tribe] once made me a tattoo and owed me a favor. If you encounter trouble with the Flying Snow Tribe in the future, you can show this jade card, which may help you."

Xu Yan was not polite either, and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you in advance."

He raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's not early, so I won't let it go. Master Mo, he will have an appointment in the future."

Mo Qingchou also bowed to the three of them: "There will be a period in the future."

The three of them didn't hesitate any longer, they walked down the Yutian Tower and walked away from the city gate.

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On the top of Yutian Tower, Mo Qingchou looked at the back of the three black dots from a distance, as if three dots of fine ink had fallen in this bustling and bustling city. Who would have thought that these three people were from Yunfu?

At this moment, a sound came from behind.

It was the sound of a door being opened.

Mo Qingchou turned to look, and saw that it was a bookshelf made of cold jade on the ninth floor of Yutian Building. The ones placed above were originally all kinds of scrolls. But at this moment, it has become a door, revealing the true face behind.

The ninth floor of the Yutian Building is actually unique.

This secret door, probably even Mo Qingchou's disciple You Xuezhong didn't know about it!

A figure came out quietly, came to the window of the pavilion silently, and also set his eyes on the three dots of fine ink.

The figure has black hair scattered, but there is no sense of confusion.

Black vest and black trousers, but the pants were rolled up to seven points, and the whole person looked quite neat. At this moment, Mo Qingchou took two steps back and fell behind him.

These two steps are not distances.

It is honor, inferiority, superiority, and status.

"Meet the Son of God."

Mo Qingchou bowed down sincerely.

"Well. Get up."

The visitor is naturally Xiao Hu who seems to have left a month ago!

Xiao Hu turned around and looked at Mo Qingchou: "I have gained a little for the rest of the month, and I have to say that this Yutian Tower has been built quite well by you." Mo Qingchou smiled: "How can it be compared to the Heicheng Tower? Holy place?"

Xiao Hu shook his head: "Hei Chengta is dead, I don't like it."

He continued, "Okay, let's get down to business."

Boom!

A large knife suddenly appeared and stuck on the ground.

The whole body of the blade has a black bone blade, but the outside is covered with a layer of blue flame that is between the virtual and the real, but it is this layer of blue flame that is inserted into the ground, representing its real existence.

"Look at this soldier for me."