Chapter 181 The Evil True Lord

One was waiting, and so was the other. The room was quiet for a full moment, with no one speaking.

After another moment passed, Mo Yu's expression turned calm, and he looked out the window and whispered: "Will he eventually become a demon?"

The old guy shrugged: "As long as you don't cross the boundary of the ninth floor, old man, I can still keep your humanity as usual."

Hearing this, Mo Yu didn't feel much relieved. He shook his head, stood up and stretched his waist, and said relaxedly: "If there is such a day, I hope the person who solves me is you!"

"Ahem,"

The old guy was embarrassed. He didn't know how to answer the question for a while. He scratched his head and muttered: "You guys have to hold on a little longer. At least you have to complete the bet I made with that old swordsman."

"Twenty-year agreement?" Mo Yu murmured to himself.

"No, no, no, there is no more twenty-year agreement." The old guy waved his hands repeatedly and explained to Mo Yu: "I happened to meet that old swordsman again when I went out this time. The term of the bet has changed. When will Jiang Hu show up?

When the name 'Sword Chi' comes up, it's time for you to go to the appointment."

Mo Yu frowned slightly: "Where should I go to find him?"

"On the famous day of 'Sword Crazy', Tiandu Peak has made a decision. On the fifteenth day of every month, your opponent will wait for you for one day. The deadline is half a year. If you exceed the deadline, the old man will lose." The old guy spat angrily.

, some unbearable past came to mind.

"Okay, I've written it down, don't worry." Mo Yu nodded in agreement.

"whispering sound,"

The old guy looked at Mo Yu with disdain in his eyes: "You kid, you think you can soar into the sky after getting the Demon Refining Sutra? It's just a daydream!"

"Didn't you say that this book will help me break through to the top within a few years?" Mo Yu's face looked a little ugly, thinking that the old guy was tricking him.

"It's natural."

The old guy looked at Mo Yu as if he were an idiot: "But the world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders. Some are born martial arts wizards with extraordinary understanding. One day's work can be worth several days' work. What a coincidence, the old swordsman is that disciple

My son is one of these people. Not only that, he is an even better genius among geniuses. In his weak years, his realm is already at the peak of the fifth heaven realm. According to me, another Jun Tiandang is about to be born."

After finishing speaking, the old guy looked at Mo Yu and found that the latter had a calm face. He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed and said in a loud voice: "Why, you were hit so badly that you have nothing to say?"

Mo Yu gave the old guy a look without any hesitation, turned around and walked towards the door. Before stepping on the threshold, he turned around and said: "So what?"

Without looking back, the old guy stomped his feet angrily and chased him to the corridor, stretching his neck and shouting: "You evil disciple, I want to see how you were beaten until your teeth were all over the floor, your nose was bruised and your face was swollen..."

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Mo Yu stood outside the courtyard and heard these words clearly and smiled.

The old guy had no ill intentions, he was just reminding himself how powerful his enemy was in disguise, and he didn't want him to become invincible and arrogant after acquiring the Demon Refining Sutra.

I just mentioned the old sword-crazy apprentice, and I still have some grudges in my heart. It's not just jealousy, just because the old guy talks about him and his father.

Regarding this point, he, the son of a dignified chivalrous saint, has been taught by his uncles and has studied hard since he was a child. How can he be so bad?

It is a fact that the old sword mad apprentice is gifted, and it is also a fact that he, Mo Yu, is recognized by his father. He is also a genius and possesses the magic refining scripture, which will only make him even more terrifying!

Back in the room, Mo Yu laid the three secret books across the table and touched them one by one as if they were treasures. Although the three books were old, it was obvious at a glance that they were rubbings.

In order to avoid the loss of unique knowledge due to accidents, each sect will make rubbings to preserve it. If the old guy really got the real copy, it would be strange if the whole world would not be shocked.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu felt that there was another hidden meaning behind the matter.

The rubbings are also recorded with real content. If they are stolen, it means that the secret knowledge of the sect will be spread. This kind of blow will be devastating, not to mention that these secrets are owned by the top forces in the world.

Is it the old guy's own strength that makes these forces afraid? Or is it the forces behind the old guy that make these forces afraid to say anything? Or, does the old guy have an unknown relationship with these forces?...

Thoughts were flowing, and the more he thought about them, the more complicated they became. Mo Yu shook his head. At present, he was not qualified to touch these things. Improving his own strength was the best way.

I took the Tiangang Sword Jue and opened the home page. I saw sword techniques and patterns all over my eyes. After reading it for a while, I felt my head spin. I took a sip of tea and continued reading.

The sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortune and fortune. The secret book is always a tangible thing. If it is accidentally captured by someone in the future, it will inevitably be leaked. Only by keeping it all in your mind can it truly belong to you.

For seven days in a row, except for daily necessities, Mo Yu stayed in seclusion in his study, ignoring what was going on outside the window and focusing only on memorizing the book at his desk.

On the eighth day, Mo Yu walked out of the study exhausted and more than a little thinner.

"Hey, the brat finally gave up." A familiar voice came from the tall trees in the courtyard.

Mo Yu looked up when he heard the sound and found the old guy lying on a branch of a tree with his legs crossed and an apple in his mouth to chew.

"You are quite leisurely in your old age." Mo Yu smiled lightly.

"Bah, I'm here to grab your kid to do the apprenticeship ceremony." The old guy waved his hand and smacked the remaining half of the apple towards Mo Yu.

Mo Yu turned his head to avoid it, and when the apple was about to fall to the ground, he turned back and caught it with the instep of his foot. He lifted it gently and the apple fell into his hand. He weighed it up and down and said, "You are already a very old man. You need to calm down your anger."

"Bah, bah, bah, old man, I'm in my prime, why should I be so old?" The old guy jumped down from the tree, raised his hand at Mo Yu and smiled strangely: "Let's go, after the ceremony of apprenticeship, you will be my good disciple from now on.

Son."

Mo Yu sighed softly and followed behind.

The ceremony of apprenticeship is usually very solemn. The appearance should be solemn first, and the principles should be understood later. Then one should follow the same teacher, and one must be cautious.

When we arrived at the old man's courtyard, there was no one inside, including all the maids and servants. The main door was wide open, and there was an incense burner in the lobby with fifty-six pillars burning incense.

Cigarettes were lingering, and the old guy was sitting on the Taishi chair, hazy, and at first glance he looked like a peerless master.

"My sect is evil, and I respect the true king. I have been in office for fifty-six generations, and I am the only one left in my generation, my grandfather and grandson."

"Being worthy of my ancestors and worthy of my own heart, Tianhe Siwu has specially accepted Mo Yu as my disciple to carry out the ancestral wishes and promote... Well, let's not say it, being literate is really troublesome." The old guy said seriously.

Halfway through, I couldn't put on my clothes any longer, so I waved my sleeves to shake off the scented mist.

"Here, let's pay homage to our ancestors." The old guy pointed to the incense burner.

"Start directly, don't you prepare anything?" Mo Yu stared at the furnishings in the room dumbfounded. Such a simple apprenticeship was unheard of and unseen.

"Grudge, hurry up." the old guy urged impatiently.

Mo Yu was helpless, since the master didn't care about this, why should he stick to the formality.

Take the incense stick, hold it over the fire head, hold it horizontally above your head, perform a nine-kneeling ceremony, and after the ceremony, declare: "Disciple Mo Yu, in the fourth and fifth years of Tianhe, he was valued by his mentor, and voluntarily joined the Xiehuan sect to inherit the sect's will.

High expectations!”

After inserting the incense into the stove, the old guy clicked his tongue, grinned his yellow teeth and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite good at it. Not bad, let's continue."

Mo Yu nodded, picked up the teapot and poured some tea, then knelt down in front of the old guy and handed him the tea. The old guy took it, and Mo Yu kowtowed three times, "Bang, bang, bang!"

"Three knocks are true, you are a good disciple." The old guy's eyes were full of joy, he raised his neck and drank the tea in one sip.

After drinking, the old guy put the tea cup on the table next to him and said harmoniously: "It has been so long that I can no longer remember my own name as a master, but every generation of masters is called Xie Huan Zhenjun after they become masters. Therefore, my name is Xie."

Huan, when you become famous in the future, this name will be your name."

"Disciple, please remember this." Mo Yu clasped his fists.

The old guy stroked his beard in approval and spoke again: "As soon as you enter my house, you will follow my rules. You can only call me master twice in your life. Once is when you worship me today, and the other time is when you bury me in the future. You must have a beginning and an end."

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"This..." Mo Yu looked hesitant. He didn't expect the old guy to have such rules. It was really not based on common sense.

"What the hell, call Master quickly, I have to go out to have fun after calling." The old guy stood up from his seat, walked to Mo Yu with his hands behind his back, and glared.

Mo Yu frowned slightly, sighed for a moment, and shouted from the bottom of his heart: "Master!"

"Hahaha, good! Good! Good!" The old guy laughed heartily, turned around and walked outside.

"Wait a minute." Mo Yu stopped the old guy and chuckled: "Then what do I call you on weekdays?"

The old guy's eyes were twitching, then he licked his nostrils and waved his hands indifferently: "Scream whatever you like, whether it's a bird or not, you can see how I feel, hehe."

After finishing his words, the old guy's figure faded out of sight.

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Half a month later, Linglong and Feng Tianci finally returned. The two were dusty, their bodies were covered with large and small bags, and one of them smiled slyly at everyone.

The Momen high-level council first introduced Linglong to Sun Hannan, then listened to Sun Hannan's affairs report, and then divided the duties among Mo Qi, Linglong and Feng Tianci again.

The old guy was nowhere to be found again. Linglong didn't care at all. She had fun with Youlan for two days, pretending to be elegant and ladylike, and ended up in a farce.

Feng Tianci took this opportunity to find Mo Yu and complain about it, telling him how Linglong manipulated him, made him do some dirty and tiring work that he didn't want to do, and asked him to replace him when he committed crimes.

Mo Yu listened to this guy's words with a stiff face for a long time. Finally, he was forced to have no choice but to take out a few toys from the auction and give them to him. If there was a reward, Feng Tianci calmed down and happily went to the romantic place again.

One month later, Mo Qi entered the third level of Tianman Realm, Du Feng entered the third level of Tianman Realm, Du Lan entered the third level of Tianman Realm, Feng Tianci entered the third level of Tianman Realm, Linglong entered the fourth level of Tianman Realm, and Sun Hannan

Entering the fifth level of heaven, Mo Yu himself entered the fourth level of heaven.

The reason why everyone can make such rapid progress is all due to some precious medicinal pills collected in Zhang Zhang's treasure house, coupled with the rare treasures at the auction, which forced the top management of Momen to cross several realms. If Zhang Zhang knew anything about it, he would definitely know it.

I'm so angry that I'll die again.

Two months later, one morning during heavy rain, dozens of miles outside Yihe City, two figures stood silently side by side.

It was raining continuously, and Mo Yu said with a low expression: "Mr. Wang, do you really want to go?"

"You have persuaded me no less than five times." Under the coir raincoat and bamboo hat, Wang Gengche's old voice revealed infinite desolation.

Mo Yu closed his eyes and remained silent.

After a few breaths of stalemate, Wang Gengche turned around and walked towards the rain curtain: "Some things must be done by some people. I'm gone. Once you go, you know it's hard to come back. If you don't pay back, you won't pay back..."
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