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Chapter 370: Victory

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    Zhang Yu stood on the platform, staring at the long sword.  At the moment of Mo Guangchen's final death, he saw a young man with red eyes and white skin reflected in his eyes.

    This was undoubtedly shown to him by Mo Guangchen on purpose. If he guessed right, this true cultivator must have been controlled by some means.

    The person behind the plot used Mo Guangchen to kill him instead of doing it himself, presumably because he was afraid of the power around him, and secondly, he also had the intention of testing and observing his magical skills.

    In fact, no matter how detailed these observations are, they may not be really useful in real combat. Even if it is the same method, it will produce completely different changes when it is used in practice.

    What's more, except for swordsmanship, he also used the technique of "footsteps to the sky", and did not use other methods at all. At most, he let the opponent know that he has a strong heart, which is enough to defeat Mo Guangchen, a true cultivator of his generation.  .

    In fact, when the other party tried to observe him, he also exposed some of his own situation invisibly.

    However, the appearance shown by Mo Guangchen was the most important clue among them, which made him think of a certain person.

    "Xuanzheng?"

    Zhang Yu turned his eyes and saw that Taoist Wanming was approaching at this moment, while the rest of the monks were surrounding him. He said to everyone: "There is nothing here, everyone, let's go first."

    After hearing what he said, all the cultivators bowed to Xing Xing on the roof, and then retreated.

    Taoist Wan Ming asked at this time: "Xuanzheng, I don't know what happened just now, so why did Zhenxiu attack Xuanzheng?"

    Zhang Yuyan said succinctly: "This person is also controlled by others."

    Taoist Wan Ming's heart trembled. Mo Guangchen had seen it before, and it was not an exaggeration to say that his mana was extremely powerful. Such a person would be influenced by others, and the person who made the move must have extraordinary supernatural powers.

    At this moment Zhang Yu stretched out his hand to take it, and the long sword flew up from the ground and fell into his hand by itself, while the black-red sword fringe on the hilt turned into a pile of dust and drifted away.

    Taoist Wan Ming's expression was slightly concentrated, and he said: "Xuanzheng, although there was a reason for this, but this person died with us after all, I'm afraid there will be some troubles in the Lingmiao Xuanjing."

    Zhang Yu nodded, and he knew it well.

    Although on the surface, Mo Guangchen was killed by him, but in fact his last finger was only intended to wake him up.

    At the moment of waking up, Mo Guangchen seemed to feel that he could not get rid of the shackles, so he exhausted his strength and chose to kill himself.

    But even though he was not killed by him, it is not difficult to verify the truth, but sometimes, even if he accepts it rationally, he may not be able to get along emotionally, especially since there are always conflicts between true cultivation and Xuanxiu, so some  People may not necessarily reason with him.

    But he doesn't care about these things either. Regarding this matter, there is a way to be reasonable, and there is a way to be unreasonable if you don't.

    At this moment, he also brought the scabbard, put Mo Guangchen's long sword in, and then put it into the purple star bag, saying: "Call someone to deal with this, and then send the book to the Lingmiao Xuanjing,  Let them come and deal with it."

    More than ten days later, Lingmiao Xuanjing.

    The alternation of the sun and the moon in the Profound Realm is very rigid. One moment the sun was shining and warm like spring, but the next moment the sky was full of stars and moon, and the sky was full of silver frost.

    In a certain grotto, with every breath, a drop of water falls from above to the pool below, and there is a distant ethereal sound, as if someone is lightly tapping the smooth wall of the cave.

    In front of the pool, a Taoist sat there with his back to the entrance of the cave. His cold blue coarse sermon robe was dyed in the moonlight, making the place look extraordinarily cold and lonely.

    The sound of footsteps came, and a young disciple appeared at the entrance of the cave. He stood still and said politely, "Master Yin, people from Xuanfu are here."

    After a while, the Taoist said, "Is it because of Junior Brother Mo?"

    The young disciple replied: "Yes." He paused, "Someone saw that Uncle Mo died in a contest with that Xuanzheng from the Xuanfu"

    The Taoist said indifferently: "This statement is not trustworthy. Whoever spreads it will be punished for ten years of retreat."

    The young disciple hesitated for a moment, said yes, then paused, and then said: "Then Master, how should we respond?"  "

    The Taoist said: "Go and bring back Junior Brother Mo's soul first, and I will talk about the rest after I leave the customs."

    The young disciple bowed and then withdrew.

    In a cave in a rock in the wasteland, bursts of flickering lights flashed.

    ? Yuantong Patriarch ?nbsp;At this moment, he heard some kind of noise coming from the clouds, and when he stepped out of the window of the big platform, he saw black spots appearing in the eastern sky.

    Those are thousands of flying boats engraved with mysterious cicada wing patterns, and they are flying in a neat formation at the moment, flying towards the Fangtai station.

    When the flying boat arrived nearby, it didn't approach the Fangtai station, but went to the Tianjiyuan station.

    Many Kuntu airships were moored directly on the wasteland, but one of the larger airships was moored on the roof of the Tianji Institute.

    Following the opening of the cabin door, more than ten soldiers came out.

    The first person went down the steps and walked directly into the hall.

    Chang Gu was standing in front of the lobby to greet him at the moment, he cupped his hands and said, "Is it Yue Junhou?"

    Yue Junhou clasped his fists and saluted, and said politely: "Mr. Chang is polite, it is Lemou. This time, Lemou was ordered by the military mansion to take a group of soldiers to garrison here first. When he comes down, Lemou will protect the Tianji Academy to build military forts and moor boats.  The rooftop is ready for attacking Shuangzhou."

    Chang Gu hesitated for a moment, and said: "However, Xuanfu Zhang Xuanzheng once said that it seems that the wasteland is not safe now"

    Yue Junhou smiled, and said confidently: "Mr. Chang, you have to believe in the power of the military mansion. We may not be unable to do what the Xuan mansion cannot do."

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