"Deng Jiuling's talent is higher than that of Young Master Mo Yu. If this person can benefit from my Mo family, my Mo family will definitely become stronger."
"But the problem is that one mountain can't accommodate two tigers. Young Master Mo Yu hates Deng Jiuling. If you offend Young Master Mo Yu because of Deng Jiuling, you will lose the watermelon and pick up sesame seeds!"
"Deng Jiuling and Miss Mo Wu are in love. If Deng Jiuling really wins the first prize, he will be my uncle of the Mo family. This is actually pretty good!"
"You have forgotten that there is an'old master' behind Young Master Mo Yu, what is Deng Jiuling?"
"Then Deng Jiuling was silly of Mo Liancheng, the old master loved Mo Liancheng the most in his life, how can this be resolved?"
After the ancestor Baimei asked the question, before the great elder answered, the elders had already quarreled, with support and opposition.
"Quiet!" The elder snorted coldly.
Upon hearing this, the elders shut up one after another and stopped talking.
"Deng Jiuling is more talented than Young Master Mo Yu, and fell in love with Miss Mo Wu, but he killed Young Master Mo Liancheng, which made Young Master Mo even more annoying."
Caressing the white beard, the elder sneered and said: "Even if this person wins the first prize, if he can't win the approval of Young Master Mo Yu, he will certainly not be able to pass the approval of the'Old Master'."
"If the'lord' can't recognize a person, no matter how talented the person is, there will be no use!"
The elder's remarks seemed neutral, but everyone understood it. In fact, the elder looked down on Deng Jiuling at all.
In fact, it is not difficult to understand that if it were not for Deng Jiuling's birth, the righteous son Mohu, who had been cultivated by the elder for many years, would be in the inheritance.
But Deng Jiuling rose up like a comet, swelling everyone's faces.
Among them, naturally also includes the great elders.
So for Deng Jiuling, the elder is very upset, how can he let Deng Jiuling take the top
"This kid Deng Jiuling killed the old man's Eagle King, and this goshawk is so popular with Young Master Mo, so Young Master Mo and I are opposed to Deng Jiuling's superiority." The ancestor Baimei said with excitement on his face.
"Elder, we might as well vote." Elder Black Robe said suddenly.
"Yes, everyone voted." The elder nodded.
The Mohist has been able to prosper for eighty years, and the great elders naturally cannot cover the sky with one hand.
If there is a controversial issue, the elders will vote, and the basic principle is that the minority should obey the majority.
Wow!
The elders quickly voted, and the result came.
"The people who support and oppose are actually 50...?" The Grand Elder was a little angry.
"Deng Jiuling is a perfect talent after all. If this person is what I got from the Mohist school, he will definitely be able to step into the second step of practice in the future!"
"Yes, even if Deng Jiuling can't practice three steps in a row, but he and Mo Yu cooperate, my Mo family will definitely not need to worry about decline in the next hundred years!"
"Deng Jiuling and Mo Wu really love each other. Their offspring must be awesome, and they might be able to enter the third step of practice!"
"Deng Jiuling is the supreme of the East China Sea. We were jealous by Marshal Wei Lan in the South China Sea. If there is a problem in the future, we can also retreat to the East China Sea!"
Those elders who supported Deng Jiuling all gave their reasons.
"I don't think it's better than this. It's better to watch the changes and see if Deng Jiuling can win the first prize."
"That is, now that the game is not over, it is still unknown whether this kid can win the championship!"
Those elders who hated Deng Jiuling hummed.
"I can't help it like this..." After a moment of indulgence, the great elder made a decision.
…
Stupa, sixth floor!
Wow!
A stream of light flashed, and Deng Jiuling's figure suddenly appeared.
"Without the help of the life and death book, I would definitely lose this level!" Deng Jiuling thought secretly, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
The stupa on the sixth floor is a curse of various Sanskrit sounds, which turned out to be a "death mantra".
"Death Mantra" is a Buddhist monk, a mantra specifically used to save the dead and purify demons, and contains monstrous Buddhadharma.
Deng Jiuling had just stepped into the sixth floor. On the walls on all sides, there were thousands of Buddha statues, and at the same time he chanted the "Death Mantra".
Come on, buddies are devil? Deng Jiuling was immediately stunned.
Although Deng Jiuling condensed the golden body of Arhat, in the vast "Death Curse", he almost collapsed mentally.
Fortunately, at a time of crisis, Deng Jiuling hid in the book of life and death.
Listening to the "Death Curse" in the book of life and death, the uncomfortable feeling suddenly disappeared.
Not only that, the "Death Curse" that lost its attack power also made Deng Jiuling's mental power stronger.
Today Deng Jiuling is still the sixth-rank pinnacle master, but Deng Jiuling keenly discovered that his mental power was at least twice as powerful as before.
"I don't know what state of my spiritual power is now?" Deng Jiuling was a little curious.
Deng Jiuling can be sure that his mental power surpasses the average nine-tier master.
But Deng Jiuling can also be sure that this is not innate mental power.
As for what it was, Deng Jiuling didn't know.
Boom!
Suddenly, the gate from the sixth floor to the seventh floor suddenly appeared.
The stone carvings on the gate are full of ancient characters.
When Deng Jiuling read the book, it suddenly dawned on him.
"It turns out that after passing this level, you will be able to step into the'first step of practice' in the future, and the seventh and eighth levels represent the'second step of practice' and the'third step of practice', respectively."
"As for the ninth-storey stupa, it is the tribulation, and after the tribulation, it is congenital!"
Deng Jiuling pushed Shimen lightly, and the upward stairs behind Shimen suddenly appeared in front of him.
Up, or not
A difficult choice appeared in front of Deng Jiuling.
"It is very clear on the stone inscription that the three-step inheritance is the road to heaven. Once you step in, you must succeed, otherwise you can never look back!
Holding the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in his hand, Deng Jiuling's eyes were full of hesitation.
In other words, if Deng Jiuling fails in the sixth-level transmission, he will be completely dead, and the soul will be destroyed, completely dissipated between the heaven and the earth.
Three steps are inherited, one step is stronger, and the difficulty of each step is ten times the difficulty of the previous step.
After three steps, to survive the calamity is the innate realm!
The temptation of innate is no small thing!
But after careful analysis, Deng Jiuling found that the sixth layer was his limit.
It is not that Deng Jiuling is not talented enough, but that Deng Jiuling is not strong enough.
When Young Master Mo Yu broke into the sixth level, he had already cultivated to the Ninth-Rank Grandmaster, which was the realm of Consummation.
Moreover, when Mo Yu rushed to the tower, not only was the ancestor of the lamp present to protect the law, even the "old master" of the Mo family also quietly returned to the Mo family to protect Mo Yu himself.
Even with the two master guards, Mo Yu tried his best, and he almost died on the sixth floor of the pagoda.
Although Mo Yu's strength and luck finally passed the pagoda by chance, it was only orange.
But Deng Jiuling is golden!
Gold represents perfection and also represents the ultimate.
"If Mo Yu fails, he can still be saved. If I fail, I won't even be able to save me from life and death!"
After a while, Deng Jiuling took out the trial token and gently crushed it.
In the next moment, Deng Jiuling's figure gradually dissipated, and finally disappeared on the sixth floor.
Deng Jiuling finally figured it out, and the following three-story stupa contained great opportunities.
But for Deng Jiuling himself, clearing the sixth level is enough, and there is no need to force it.
No matter how important the opportunity is, only one's own life is the most important.
The world has never lacked genius, but there are very few top powerhouses.
Because 99% of geniuses died in the night before dawn because of their arrogance before they reached the summit.
When he figured this out, Deng Jiuling felt the air rushing all over his body instinctively, as if he had realized something.
But for a while, Deng Jiuling couldn't think of what he had realized.
Wow!
With a flash of light, Deng Jiuling's towering figure appeared on the square outside the pagoda.
"Brother Deng." Mo Ruxue plunged into Deng Jiuling's arms: "I was still scared, I thought you would not come out."
"Miss Ruxue, don't be afraid, am I here now?" Deng Jiuling said with a smile.
"En." Mo Ruxue found that she was too enthusiastic this time, and there were so many people next to her, so she quickly kept her distance from Deng Jiuling.
However, as soon as Mo Ruxue left, Mo Wu plunged into Deng Jiuling's arms.
Bom!
Then, before Deng Jiuling woke up, Mo Wu kissed him.
The kiss was shocking, and the eyes of the Mo family heroes who looked at them immediately were full of jealousy, and their eyes were full of murderous light.
However, thinking of Deng Jiuling's peerless talent, all the heroes were depressed and a little depressed.
At this moment, the group of heroes finally understood that Mo Wu had a very strong vision and why he chose Deng Jiuling.
Because even the talent of the son of Nanhai, Mo Yu, is not as good as Deng Jiuling!
As long as Deng Jiuling is given 20 years of growth time, Deng Jiuling's future achievements will definitely not be inferior to Mo Yu!
But the question is, will Young Master Mo Yu and the elders of the Mo family give Deng Jiuling 20 years to grow up
Of course this is impossible!
After the disappearance of the "South Sea Sword God" Mogu City, the Mo School still managed to dominate the South China Sea for eighty years. Naturally, there was a secret.
The secret is very simple, just eight words: "Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"
In the past eighty years, the Mo family has always had special masters, wandering around the South China Sea, looking for talented young people, and let them join the Mo family.
Through mentoring, marriage, profit, threats, etc., the Mohists have almost exhausted all the top princes in the South China Sea.
As for those Tianjiao who didn't want to be dogs, the Mo family secretly killed them.
Because the Mohist is always annihilating the clan, no one knows even though bad things have been done.
These secrets, the direct descendants of those present, are naturally discerning in their hearts.
"Deng Jiuling, you are a madman. With your hot temper, you definitely don't want to be a dog, and you won't die by that time!" Mo Hu's face was gloomy.
"Deng Jiuling, you are worthy of being my Mo Wu man. After you inherit and win the championship, we will get married!" Mo Wu said excitedly.
"You girl." Deng Jiuling gave Mo Wu angrily after touching his lips that still had a lingering fragrance.
Suddenly, the majestic and old voice of the ancestor resounded through the sky:
"The top five will go to Tongtian Island with the old man to participate in the final battle!"