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Two days later, someone suddenly heard that the Moro Immortal Sect had reappeared.

When everyone rushed there excitedly, they found thousands of monks huddled together, shouting and cursing from time to time.

The black-armored monk who broke into the Dragon Palace alone was surrounded by everyone, looking at everyone with a calm smile.

There is no Moro Immortal Sect at all, but this monk uses the name of the Immortal Sect to attract people.

He claimed to be the worldly traveler of Yu Shen Palace, and also took the title of No. 1 Scholar. He followed the traces of Yu Tong, the traitor of Shen Yu, and entered the Moro Realm.

He arrogantly asked those who had nothing to do with him to leave Moro immediately, so as to avoid conflicts with others and accidentally injuring innocent people in the process of searching for Yu Tong.

No one here knows who Yu Tong is, and no one thinks that the handsome monk in front of them can compare with the invincible Yu Tong, even if he is wearing a frightening armor. The sarcastic laughter suddenly sounded, like a group of ghosts in the underworld making noises.

Seeing that everyone still didn't realize it, the black-armored monk began to shake his head and lament that the world was ignorant.

It had only lasted ten breaths. Except for a few people who had said nothing from the beginning to the end, all the monks had become wailing mourners.

The worldly traveler who wore armor like a demon suddenly took off his armor and robes, and he seemed to have turned into a gentle scholar.

He lifted the injured up one by one and asked them one by one whether they would like to go to the Hongshan Bookstore he opened to study and cultivate their character, or whether they would like to return to their own world and never become a misfortune again.

Wen Zhuangyuan's warm smile made people feel no warmth at all, only the bone-chilling coldness of falling into the endless cold abyss.

More than a dozen stubborn monks cursed loudly and were forcibly bound away. They were imprisoned in the Hongshan Bookstore where they came from, and were forced to read sages' articles by the No. 1 scholar.

He bluntly said that if he could not understand the feelings of literature, he would be trapped in Shuxuan forever, and would never see the sun and moon in his old world again.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the monks who had some sense immediately said they were returning home and dispersed in a hurry, but in fact no one left.

They quickly spread the news that a strange Wen champion had appeared in the Moro world to every corner of the world.

Shi Prajna from the Buddha Zen Realm claimed to have resisted the Kaitian Divine Artifact unscathed. After hearing the news, he came with only one broken leg and was dragged into the Hongshan Bookstore.

The Kaiwan Realm is extremely dark, and he boasts that his soul power is unparalleled. I wonder how many tricks Yu Tong can hold up under his hands, and mocks God. When Yu has no one, the world will be destroyed, and everyone will be destroyed. He is poked through the fontanel with a finger and takes out his soul. , the soul is trapped in Hongshan Bookstore.

Muyun Jiewei was wounded seven times. He claimed that he didn't need eight wounds to kill people, but he was captured alive without a single wound and hung in the sun for three days and three nights at the entrance of Hongshan Bookstore.

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Either because of their true talents or their reputation, the monks who broke into the world of Moro suddenly found that there were fewer and fewer well-known masters.

On the contrary, the sound of reading in Hongshan Bookstore became louder and louder, and a strange atmosphere permeated the entire world.

Dulang, the great master of the Yueyue Realm, fled after hearing the news, but returned to Moro with the so-called ten brothers in an aggressive manner.

Wen Zhuangyuan, the traveler of Yu Shen Palace, was searched everywhere, clamoring that he should eat all the world's articles and die in the sea of ​​books, but Wen Zhuangyuan single-handedly attacked the crowd, tied up eleven masters and stuffed them into Hongshan Bookstore.

On that day, this atmosphere reached its extreme.

The strange traveler, the inexplicable Wen Zhuangyuan, is dressed in ferocious black armor, and his attacks are ruthless, but he never kills anyone recklessly, as long as they study and do good.

The monks from all walks of life who are not afraid of the ups and downs of the sea of ​​​​blood have never seen such unpredictable methods.

The hunter becomes the killed, and the troublemaker becomes the ghost in the situation. This has been the norm since ancient times, but no one expected that the chaos in Moro that has raged for thousands of years will be read like a flood. The sound suppressed the flames of war.

In just ten days, the world of Moro, which had been troubled for thousands of years, fell silent.

Centenary monks no longer need to be under the protection of the sect to travel across the world.

The great masters of the millennium did not dare to show off their power as in the past, because no one wanted to be caught by the No. 1 scholar Wen and pinned to the desk.

Heitan Ling, the master of the Moro Immortal Sect who returned from the Zhenwu God Realm, had not had time to be happy that he hugged such a towering tree.

He sat dumbfounded at the side of the desk, looking at nearly a hundred people who had once been the bane of Moro. Under Shi Yu's reading, they honestly held folk books and re-learned about human nature.

The sound of reading filled the small Hongshan Bookstore. The plaque hanging in the middle of the bookstore made it clear that this was an authentic school for teaching and educating people, but the students in the school were a little special.

"Palace Master Shi, what are you..." Black Tan Ling trembled and pointed at the monks who were studying hard, not daring to speculate on Shi Yu's unpredictable methods.

"It's nothing. I regretted that I didn't get the first prize in the exam. Today, I have a few more companions to review the past and gain some insights, hahaha.

Where is Hua Xu? Do you want him to come and study? I think he looks like a scholar. "

Shi Yu picked up the reading book in his hand and hit a monk with a slightly lower voice on the head. His voice immediately became louder and his posture became extremely upright.

"hiss!"

Ebony Ling took a breath of cold air. This monk was Shi Prajna who once resisted the Heaven-Opening Divine Artifact. Back then, he almost killed him into the Immortal Sect's formation and took away a divine weapon.

Today, Shi Prajna is holding a reading book like a well-behaved book boy, reading aloud the famous classic on human ethics and ethics with relish.

"Master Shi, you captured all these within a few days?" Heitan Ling no longer dared to think that Shi Yu was just a powerful person with a slightly higher level of cultivation, so he used the honorific respectfully.

"Who told them to disobey? I persuaded them to leave the Moro Realm.

Everyone thought that what I said was deaf ears, and they dared to say that only those with big fists can make the final decision!

Then you have to catch him and read a book, know what it means to let someone in without invitation, and see who has the really big fist! "

Shi Yu punched Du Lang on the head and shouted: "Come on! Answer this question!"

Du Lang immediately stood up humbly, bowed to Shi Yu as a student, and then replied loudly: "Sir, you have the biggest fists! Your principles are the most true!"

"Well said! Sit down!" Shi Yu nodded with satisfaction and smiled slightly at Ebony Ling.

Ebony Ling felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling that Shi Yu's smile contained boundless chill and murderous intent. He had already seen that these monks were not sincere in their studies at all, but had actually been marked as slaves and lost themselves.

"You...how did you do that?" Heitan Ling looked at Shi Yu's face with a slight smile and the hair on his face stood up.

"Of course they are good-hearted and they are asking me for advice!" Shi Yu said nonsense seriously.

Heitan Ling didn't dare to ask anymore, because Shi Yu was just laughing and didn't want to answer the question.

With a straight look on his face, Heitan Ling stood up and bowed his hands towards Shi Yu, saying: "We, the Moro Immortal Sect, will definitely follow the lead of the Lord of the Palace of Shi, and will do our best to help the Emperor Yu to kill the rebels and restore the world of Shen Yu as soon as possible.

I will go back to tidy up the Immortal Sect and welcome the Lord of the Palace. "

Shi Yu smiled, pointed at the dozens of monks studying and said, "Don't leave in a hurry!

I know the righteousness of the Ebony Sect Master, so these ninety-one monks will be given to the Ebony Sect Master as my thank you gift. The Moro Immortal Sect has been fighting for thousands of years without any hope of survival, and these monks with decent cultivation just make up for the losses. "

Ebony Ling's face suddenly turned bitter, and he secretly still didn't have time to escape.

Of course, these monks who were marked as slaves by Shi Yu had amazing cultivation, but they were not loyal to the Moro Immortal Sect, but were Shi Yu's personal property.

When the relationship between the two parties is harmonious, it is a big help. Once there is a rift, this is a dagger stuck in the heart of Moro Xianmen.

But Ebony Ling didn't dare to give it up, and now Shi Yu's intention was very clear.

You accepted my asylum and promised to help me put down the rebellion, but I don't completely trust you. I must restrict you. The first test is to see if you dare to accept my slave cultivation.

Heitan Ling no longer dared to talk to Shi Yu. After pretending to be happy and thanking him, he left in a hurry with a group of former enemies.

Yu Wushang looked at Shi Yu without saying a word for a long time, his eyes flashing with the same entanglement and hesitation as Ebony Ling.

"What? Are you afraid that I will use this trick on you?" Shi Yu watched the Ebony Tomb disappear into the sky, turned around and saw Yu Wushang's expression, and couldn't help but smile.

Yu Wushang nodded candidly and said, "I really feel that Yu Shen Palace is back again, and the royal family is just a puppet in the shadow of Yu Shen Palace."

"Hahaha! You don't have to think that way. I'm not interested in power. I'm just paving the way for you.

Your big world needs to be managed by yourself.

I just want to fulfill my revenge wish as soon as possible and not let any of the murderers go. Just relying on you and me is not enough. "

"I know, that's why I dare to say this. It's just that this feeling is too similar to the Yu Shen Palace pressing down on the Shen Yu royal family." Yu Wushang sighed.

"After those slave cultivators were rebellious and executed, you can decide whether to kill or leave it to yourself. I will not interfere. In the future, I will not interfere with the establishment of a boundary to restore Shen Yu, so as not to worry you." Shi Yu patted Yu Wushang. shoulder, turned and left.

Ling Xiao hurriedly followed and asked in a low voice: "Second brother, you have committed a big taboo by arresting so many powerful men and being marked as a slave. What if the monks in the world unite to deal with us?"

"We don't have a divine weapon to open the sky, so what are they doing together? To uphold justice?

Have you ever seen mad dogs cooperate with each other while fighting for food? If you really come, don’t be afraid, just catch them all, the wood spirit world is short of slaves..."

Looking at Shi Yu and Ling Xiao walking away while talking, Yu Wushang composed himself, grinned at the Three Martial Gods, turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

The three warriors stood there, looking left and right, and each picked up a book and flipped through a few pages.

When both parties were gone, he threw the book aside and left Hongshan to relax.

The empty Hongshan Bookstore, I wonder if new scholars will fill it.

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Shi Yu lay lazily on his seat, watching Yu Wushang and Heitan Ling make an oath to each other. His aloof attitude made them feel at ease.

No one expected that the Moro Immortal Sect was actually hidden under the ruins of a deep ravine. The so-called break was just a false shot to lead people astray.

No one thought that the once famous Moro Immortal Sect had declined to the point where it had less than 10,000 disciples and only three top masters.

But Shi Yu didn't care. What he was interested in was the Heaven-Opening Artifact that Moro Xianmen still held in his hands. Only this was the greatest guarantee for Yu Wushang to conquer all walks of life.

"Three martial gods, Zhenwu and Daxu have just opened their portals. They need a place to practice. What do you think of this place? If you have free time, you might as well lend a hand to my god, Emperor Yu." Seeing Yu Wushang and Heitan Lingxin After the oath was completed, Shi Yu just spoke.

God An Wu thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I think it's okay. When I go back and report to the Meng Holy Envoy, I will bring the apprentices from the War Academy to help."

"Great!" Shi Yu stood up from his seat with a hand and said to Yu Wushang: "That's all I can help you, I don't have time to ask about the rest of the matter in detail.

You only need to tell me which rebels are to be punished, or which strong bones require my action.

Remember, if there is rebellion in Yu Shen Palace, you must bring your head to me. "

Yu Wushang nodded heavily. It was not easy for Shi Yu to help him pave the way for this. If he, a member of the royal family, could not make some achievements, he would be really ashamed of his ancestors.