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This holy mark is actually the Dao Yun?

Dao Yun is normally mastered by the Emperor Realm...

But it's normal to think about it. The Saint's inheritance she wants to receive also requires the Emperor Realm to cultivate, so there is no conflict.

But this kind of thing, others really can't cure it, unless the Emperor Realm strongman takes action personally.

But there are only a few Emperor Realm strongmen in the entire continent, and it would be difficult for them to take action, and they have no reason to help.

But... coincidentally, Mo Lin can solve this holy mark problem.

But it will take some time, and he is not sure how long it will take to solve it.

"Do you want this thing to disappear?" Mo Lin asked.

"Don't be ridiculous, this is a holy mark, no one can eliminate it, not even the Paladin, the Pope." The Saint shook her head and said.

Even the two strong men who have obtained the inheritance personally admitted that they can't eliminate the holy mark.

They are unwilling to eliminate it, and they can't eliminate it.

"They can't eliminate it either? Why?" Mo Lin asked curiously.

"Why is there any reason for this? No one has been able to remove the holy mark from ancient times to the present." The saint asked curiously. This thing can't be removed.

Strange... Could it be that even if they reached the emperor realm, they couldn't comprehend the rhyme of Tao?

"If you don't want this mark, can you let me try? I think... I seem to be able to remove this thing." Mo Lin thought that since he could help, it would be better to help.

He didn't hate this saint.

"Whatever you want." The saint said indifferently. Anyway, they would give up in the end.

"Okay, then wait a minute."

Mo Lin found a bowl, poured half a bowl of fine soil into it, and then bit his finger and dripped blood on it.

"What are you doing...?" Seeing Mo Lin bleeding, the saint couldn't help asking.

Mo Lin made a gesture to silence and continued his movements.

When the wound on Mo Lin's finger healed, the bowl of fine soil almost turned blood red.

This is for external application, there is no need to use lotus seeds, this kind of fine soil carrying the Tao rhyme of the earth is even more effective.

Mo Lin added some water to it, turning the fine soil into clay, and made a few seals with his hands. His fingers flashed with golden light and sank into the soil.

Mo Lin mixed it with his hands again, and when he felt it was almost done, he asked the saint to lie down.

"Don't move, I'll paste this clay on your holy marks, you can sleep peacefully, I'll help you remove it tomorrow morning, it should be effective."

Looking at the saint's expression that you have worked in vain, Mo Lin smiled helplessly.

"Trust me once."

"Okay, you've worked hard, if it doesn't work this time, don't do it next time, and use your blood or something, it's not good."

"Okay, don't worry, I can still bear this little blood." This is much less than the blood I fed my sister before, so it's okay even if I give this little blood every day.

Mo Lin carefully smeared the blood-red clay on the girl's face. The stigma covered half of her face and disappeared at the neck and collarbone.

The girl looked at Mo Lin's serious look, her expression was a little complicated, she seemed to be touched, but also seemed helpless.

Thank you, but... it's actually unnecessary...

After all, in the end, I will lose myself and become a device called "Saint" to protect the Western Region.

But... I still have to thank you.

"Okay, don't move, go to bed now, I'll help you take it down tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go to bed now, you should also rest early, you just bleed so much."

"Okay, then good night, Saint." Mo Lin smiled and responded.

"What does good night mean..." Saint asked curiously.

"That is, I wish you a good dream." Mo Lin thought for a while and said.

"Okay, then I wish you good night too."

...

The next morning, Mo Lin got up early and observed the state of the Saint.

The clay block, which should have been bright red, had turned golden. Mo Lin pointed his finger, and the golden light slowly flowed into his body along his finger.

It was his Tao rhyme of earth, mixed with something else.

Is this... Tao rhyme of light attribute?

No, in the Western Region, it seems to be called the law of light attribute.

In other words, the emperors in the Western Region comprehended the law of light and passed it down from generation to generation.

Mo Lin carefully circulated this light law in his body for a while, analyzing its composition and structure.

But unfortunately, this Tao rhyme dissipated after a few rounds of circulation.

If there were more... maybe I could comprehend the law of light.

There is no rule on this continent that one person cannot master two Tao rhymes at the same time, but it seems that only two or three people from ancient times to the present have touched the edge of the second Tao rhyme..

Including those who have surpassed the Emperor Realm.

If the difficulty of comprehending the first Dao rhyme is one, then the difficulty of comprehending the second Dao rhyme will become ten.

The difficulty is more than ten times greater.

Mo Lin shook his head, not thinking about it, and gently removed the clay on the saint's face.

After wiping it with a towel and clean water, he observed it carefully.

Just as Mo Lin was observing, the saint woke up, slowly opened her eyes, looked at Mo Lin's serious face, and her face was slightly red.

"You are awake, you go and see, this is the first treatment, there is some effect, and after more times, I believe it will be cured."

Really effective?

The saint stood up and slowly walked towards the mirror. She was a little afraid to go, afraid to look, afraid that her hope would be dashed again.

She had tried treatment before, but all of them were useless.

Finally, she stood in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was still the same as yesterday, but the color of the hideous scar was obviously much lighter, and even a little pink appeared in some places.

That was the sign that the hideous scar began to recover.

"This is...!" The girl covered her mouth in surprise.

"This is only the first course of treatment, and the effect is not very good. I will treat it every few days. Don't worry, the first treatment has already shown initial results, and I will be more confident in the future." Mo Lin said with a smile.

"Thank you..." The girl's voice was a little choked. She didn't expect that the hideous scar could actually disappear from her face.

"It's okay, it's just a little effort, don't take it to heart."

"It's not a little effort... Do you have to use your blood for the treatment later? Can I use mine?" The girl looked at Mo Lin with slightly red eyes.

"No, you can only use my blood. Don't worry, this little blood is insignificant to me."

Anyway, he was destined to be bled wherever he went, and he was used to it.

"Don't feel any burden in your heart. It's nothing to me. I'll help if I can, and it's good for me." Mo Lin waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Oh."

It's good... I don't know what the girl thought of. Her face turned slightly red and she said "oh" in a low voice.