After seeing the power of Mo He's first attack, Daoist Qingmei already understood in his heart that the power of Mo He's little supernatural power is indeed extraordinary, and his little supernatural power Qingmu Rongjia almost couldn't defend against the spell that Mo He just launched.
After forcibly enduring this blow, Daoist Qingmei stepped back immediately, keeping out of the range of illusory light and shadow, looking at the illusory and beautiful landscape in front of him, he became more vigilant.
Although I am happy that Mo He has such a powerful little supernatural power, but I am a master after all, if I lose to Mo He, I will lose face to some extent, so I need to be careful.
I know that Mo He's little supernatural power is a bit extraordinary, but Daoist Qingmei is also very confident in his little supernatural power. Qingmu Rongjia, this little supernatural power, has helped him overcome dangers countless times over the years, or beheaded enemies. Winning, or escaping, is one of Daoist Qingmei's strongest methods.
Backing away from the illusory light and shadow, Daoist Qingmei stretched his hands towards the ground. Immediately within the illusory light and shadow, rows of trees rose from the ground. of destructive beauty.
After the appearance of these rows of trees, it not only destroyed the original beauty, but also accompanied by the slight shaking of the trees, the leaves fluttered in the wind, stirring the entire landscape, as if to break this illusory beauty.
Mo He, who was hiding in the dark, already understood Daoist Qingmei's plan. He was testing the details of his little supernatural power. Daoist Qingmei also knew that this was not a simple illusion, at least it was definitely beyond the scope of illusion, but for Mo What exactly is He's little supernatural ability is still unclear.
With a thought in his mind, the leaves flying all over the sky that day suddenly seemed to be solidified by an invisible force, and then these leaves suddenly became a little illusory, and even the rows of trees were covered with a layer. The light and shadow seem to become a part of the landscape, the abrupt feeling disappears, and the scenery seems to become more charming.
Daoist Qingmei was slightly stunned, and then he saw Mo He's figure suddenly appearing in the illusory landscape, his feet were a certain distance from the water surface, and he was floating out of thin air.
"This?" A look of surprise flashed in Daoist Qingmei's eyes. He was able to fly in the air. Even Mo He, who has broken through to the realm of spirit and soul, is very difficult to do.
"Master, be careful!" Mo He, who reappeared, smiled slightly at Daoist Qingmei who was standing outside the range of his little supernatural power, and said softly.
At this moment, Daoist Qingmei's heart immediately rang an alarm, and then saw Mo He on the opposite side, and began to pinch the Yin Jue with both hands, and dozens of wooden thorns condensed in front of him, shooting towards him like raindrops.
With the experience of receiving an attack just now, Daoist Qingmei did not choose to take it head on this time, but decisively dodged it, but when he just dodged, he saw a thick stream of water, like a long whip, already ruthless He threw it towards himself fiercely.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp impact sound, and Daoist Qingmei didn't dodge this time, because at his feet, he was once again entangled by two vines.
But with this crisp sound, Ome Daozhang's wooden body, almost half of his body, was shattered by the water whip, which shows the power of this blow.
But this is just the beginning. At this time, it seems that Mo He does not need time to activate spells. All kinds of spells are at his fingertips, and all of them are very powerful. In just a few breaths, Qingmei Daochang Qingmu's magical powers finally completely It couldn't hold on any longer, and it disintegrated under Mohe's violent bombardment!
"Disciple, what is the magic of your little supernatural power, now you can tell me about it!" This time, I must have failed in the duel with Mo He, so Daoist Qingmei is also a little embarrassed now. , but he was really curious, what happened to Mo He's little supernatural power
The illusory landscape of light and shadow around Mo He disappeared, then he walked up to Daoist Qingmei and said with a smile.
"The disciple's little supernatural power is called Shuimu Qinghua, and it possesses the effect of illusion, but its real power is not like this. The real power lies in the control and the unfolding of supernatural powers. Wherever light and shadow intersect, cast wood or water The power of the technique will be greatly strengthened."
"I'm afraid it's more than that!" Daoist Qingmei also said with a smile.
"Master's eyes are like torches. The power of this little supernatural power is indeed more than that, but now the disciple's cultivation base is shallow, and the power that can be displayed is limited. The disciple has just said that the power of supernatural powers lies in control. Anything within the light and shadow, It is within the scope of the disciple's control!" Mo He nodded, and did not hide it from Daoist Qingmei.
"Control!" Daoist Qingmei said these two words softly, and then he immediately understood what Mo He wanted to say, and said in disbelief.
"What you call control, is it like the control of the gods and gods?"
Mo He nodded lightly and gave a clear answer.
Seeing Mo He nodding, Daoist Qingmei laughed out loud, "Okay, with such a small supernatural power, I am not wronged to be defeated by my master!"
The god domain of the gods is opened in the underworld. Almost every god will try their best to build their own god domain. This is not only a place to accommodate the souls of believers, but also the home of the gods. The absolute control of the domain of the gods, the combat power that can be exerted is several times that of those outside the domain of the gods.
For those extremely powerful gods, the domain of gods they built has a vast territory and complete internal laws, just like a small world. Within the domain of gods, they are the masters of this small world, so one can imagine how powerful they are.
If this little supernatural power of Mo He can achieve the effect similar to that of God's Domain, then even if it can't reach the level of God's Domain, it is already powerful enough. Far surpassed his own Aoki Rongjia.
"It's a pity that this little supernatural power consumes a lot. The time I used it just now consumed 30% of the spiritual power in my body. If I want to truly unleash the power of the supernatural power, I'm afraid I have to wait until later when I have a higher level of cultivation. !" Mo He felt the consumption of spiritual power in his body. This was the first time he used his little supernatural power. The effect was really good, with a certain psychedelic effect of light and shadow. Being in it, he felt that the power around him was under his control. The power of the spells displayed has become stronger, and even Taoist Qingmei's Aoki Rongjia can be forcibly broken.
The master and apprentice returned to Qingmei Temple. After this discussion, Taoist Qingmei's morning class stopped completely every morning, because he really had nothing to teach Mo He.
In a blink of an eye, more than a month later, on this day, the county government sent a letter to Daoist Qingmei. After reading the contents of the letter, Daoist Qingmei's expression changed Feeling lost, he turned his head and said to Mo He.
"As a teacher, I have to leave. From now on, I will leave the Green Plum Temple to you!"
Although Mo He has long been mentally prepared for this day, when this day is really coming, he still has a little bit of reluctance.
"How long?" Mo He was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth.
"Half a month later, the ceremony of enshrining the gods will be held. At that time, all the people in Qiongzhou who have been granted imperial titles will ascend to the throne of the gods on this day, and there will also be a sacrifice at the Qionghua Mansion!" Daoist Qingmei said, Handing over the letter in his hand to Mo He is not something that needs to be kept secret.
Mo He took the letter casually, glanced at the contents of the letter, then nodded, not knowing what to say.
Half a month passed quickly, and this was the fastest half a month Mo He felt since he came to this world.
During these half a month, Daoist Qingmei didn't go anywhere, but stayed in the Qingmei Temple every day, got up early to drink a cup of tea, watched the morning mist in the mountains, and took a leisurely nap at noon, just like He was an ordinary mortal old man who would even turn off the lights and go to sleep at night. Mo He used his divine sense to investigate and found that Daoist Qingmei was actually sleeping.
On the day of preparing to leave, early in the morning at the foot of Wangyue Mountain, people from the county government had already gathered here and began to arrange various things at the foot of Wangyue Mountain.
The original county lord of Zi'an County, Wen Siming, has already left, and the new county lord has come to Qingmei temple, chatting with Taoist priest Qingmei.
The new county venerable is a young-looking scribe named Su Bai, who behaves politely and has good cultivation.
He has been in the green plum temple, and when it was almost noon, he got up suddenly, and smiled at Taoist Qingmei and Mo He at the same time: "It's not early, I go down to see how the preparations are going." That's it, farewell!"
After finishing speaking, Su Bai turned around and left, but the meaning in his words was very obvious, that is, to tell Daoist Qingmei and Mo He in a very tactful way that the time was almost up.
After Su Bai walked out, Daoist Qingmei stood up slowly and walked to Mo He's side, just like before, he reached out and touched Mo He's head.
"It's almost time. This time, the teacher really should leave, but you and I will meet each other sooner or later. I hope that when the teacher sees you again, your cultivation will be higher than now!"
After speaking, Daoist Qingmei smiled slightly, then turned around and walked into his room, without closing the door, he went straight to his bed and sat there cross-legged.
Mo He saw that there was a flash of blue light on Daoist Qingmei's body. After a few breaths, the blue light became dim, and was finally replaced by a golden light. In the sky above him, he was a figure shining with golden light, with a divine mark between his brows, it was Daoist Ome.
"Disciple, send Master off respectfully!" At this moment, Mo He knelt down on both knees, kowtowed heavily to the figure in the sky, and said loudly in a slightly choked voice.