"It's really beautiful and wonderful workmanship." The ancestor Yideng couldn't help but admire, stroking his white beard.
"In order to get the opportunity of the ghost mountain, my Mo family has spent a hundred years, lost a lot of talents, and smashed countless resources, and now it has finally paid off." The Mo family veteran laughed, and smiled very proudly.
"Great."
"My Mo family's hundred-year calamity is finally over."
Those high-ranking Mo family members all had excited smiles on their faces.
"Brother Ni, please come and start the opportunity." The Mo family boss said with a silly smile.
"According to the legend, only the four great immortal swords can get the chance to unlock, but now I only have two immortal swords in the Mo Family?" Young Master Mo Yu frowned, a little puzzled.
"You don't have to worry about this, the old man is pedantic and has his own way of opening." The mud bodhisattva said proudly.
While speaking, the mud bodhisattva picked up the disc and kept spinning.
As time went by, the cold sweat on the forehead of the mud bodhisattva increased.
Pouch!
Suddenly, the mud bodhisattva spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body began to become sluggish.
Obviously, this opening ceremony is still very exhausting for the mud bodhisattva.
however!
An hour later, when the mud bodhisattva was exhausted, the round box still had no tendency to open.
"How is this possible? Why is it like this?" The mud bodhisattva's eyes widened, a little collapsed.
This... unscientific!
According to the secret method handed down by the ancestors of the Ni family, there is absolutely no problem with this method of opening the round box.
But now the mud bodhisattva has performed the secret method three times. Why
"Brother mud, what's the situation?" The old master of the Mo family frowned, and a bad feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
"The so-called three things, the old man has tried to open it three times, but the round box still can't be opened."
The mud bodhisattva sighed: "The round box wants to be opened again, I am afraid it will be a thousand years later."
Damn it!
a bolt from the blue!
When the mud bodhisattva said this, everyone was dumbfounded.
"In order to obtain the opportunity of the Ghost Mountain, my Mo family has destroyed countless families and killed countless people in the past century. Could it be that they were all killed in vain?"
"Unexpectedly, our ink marks got a chance, but in the end they couldn't open it?"
"Worse, a hundred years of calamity, is it an unsolvable situation?"
Wow!
There was a commotion among the Mohist high-level officials, and there were many discussions.
Suddenly, the great-great-grandson of the ancestor of a lantern, a kid about three years old, walked in with a baby bottle in his mouth.
"Sugar!"
While the adults were in a daze, the kid's eyes lit up and Pidianbidian walked towards the round box.
"Ergou, you...Stop it!" The first-class ancestor was furious and couldn't help but yelled.
However, the kid pulled it gently with his hand, and the lid of the round box was opened.
The world stood still for an instant, and the whole audience could breathe.
Quiet, the audience is deadly quiet.
At this moment, in addition to the sound of the wind, there was only the silent, rapid breathing of everyone.
"This... this is unscientific, why is it so!" The mud bodhisattva's eyes widened and his face collapsed.
Nima, it turns out that after a long time, the round box can be opened directly
by!
In order to open the round box, the mud bodhisattva has just lost ten years of life.
But in the end I took off my pants, so you show me this
by! by! by!
The white beard flicked, and the mud bodhisattva suddenly wanted to cry.
"Pretend to be a god, huh!" Young Master Mo Yu glanced at the mud bodhisattva unhappily, then looked at the round box.
The opportunity of the ghost mountain, the Mo family has worked hard for a hundred years, and now finally got it.
No matter how tortuous the process, no matter how much infamy Young Master Mo Yu endured.
It doesn't matter!
As long as he gets the chance, Master Mo Yu will devote himself to the realization that he is confident that he will step into the realm of the first step in cultivation within three years.
but!
When Young Master Mo Yu looked at the round box with a smile on his face.
Inside the round box, there is an empty piece with nothing.
Rumble!
Thunder strike on a sunny day!
The smile on Master Mo Yu's face was stiff, his eyes widened, and his eyes almost came out.
Nima, why is this so
This unscientific!
Pouch!
The ancestor Yideng couldn't stand this stimulation for the first time. His throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out.
"Ancestor!" The old slave holding the sword suddenly exclaimed.
After going through the prestige, everyone discovered that the Mo family's boss foamed at his mouth and fainted in anger.
Each of the high-level Mohists looked ugly, almost in a state of mental breakdown.
Nima, is this too ridiculous
The Mohist has spent a hundred years invincible with the entire world.
In the end, it turned out to be like this
Ahhh!
Pouch!
Young Master Mo Yu's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of old blood spewed out and fell straight to the ground.
"The son." Everyone panicked.
Young Master Mo Yu, I'm sick!
In the ghost mountain, in order to get a chance, the son of Mo Yu would not hesitate to tear up the disguise, incarnate as a demon, and the man would block the killing, and the Buddha would block the killing of the Buddha.
But in the end, what happened to Nima
God, why are you doing this to my son
why!
Roar!
With endless anger and sadness, Young Master Mo Yu couldn't afford to be ill, and could not recover from his heartache for a long time.
What no one found was that the mud bodhisattva had left in silence.
"Why does the old man continue his life for the Mo family every time, every time success is in sight, but in the end it is a failure?"
The mud bodhisattva shed tears as the pedal boat was driving in the Tongtian River.
The last time was a hundred years ago.
Ugh!
As the sun sets, the heartbroken man is in the end of the world.
…
The butterfly flicked its wings lightly, but it rolled up the waves of the whole world, making Mojiaji restless.
However, the instigator of all this, Deng Jiuling, was as early as when Young Master Mo Yu snatched the disc and fled back to the Mo family.
Deng Jiuling turned into a shark and returned all the way to the shore of the camp.
Deng Jiuling waved his hand, and Liu Ting's graceful shadow appeared in front of him.
When Liu Ting followed Professor Black Wind to the Ghost Mountain by boat, she was taken away by Deng Jiuling on the way.
Deng Jiuling hid Liu Ting in the Life and Death Book space, and she has been in a deep sleep state.
Liu Ting is a good girl. This trip to Ghost Mountain is too cruel, and Deng Jiuling doesn't want her to know the truth.
Liu Ting woke up faintly, she opened her hazy eyes, and her beautiful eyes were full of doubts: "Brother Deng, I remember I was swallowed by a shark, how could I be here? Did you save me?"
"I am here to guard the camp. You were washed up on the beach by the waves." Deng Jiuling smiled.
"That's it." Liu Ting nodded, suddenly her pretty face flushed.
"Why are my clothes dry? Could it be that when I was in a daze, Brother Deng took it off for me, then dried it, and put it on for me?"
What a shame!
Holding the corner of her skirt, Liu Tingqiao blushed, a little embarrassed.
Although Liu Ting and Deng Jiuling had a negative distance exercise, it was when Deng Jiuling was in a coma after all.
But Deng Jiuling actually...
Liu Ting felt like a deer, and suddenly she didn't dare to look at Deng Jiuling.
"Tingting, you... are not dead?" An exclamation came from the rear.
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, a large ship drew ashore quickly.
Then, Professor Heifeng led all the students and the remaining heroes, walking down one after another.
"I'm fine, I was washed by the sea, and it was Big Brother Deng who saved me." Liu Ting was a little embarrassed when she pinched the corner of her clothes.
"Damn, this bitch blushes so much, we are fighting in the ghost mountain, but Deng Xiao is sleeping here?"
Click!
With his fists clenched, Xia Dashao flushed and his nose was crooked with anger.
But what can I do if I am angry
This time, the ghost mountain had twists and turns, although Young Master Mo Yu had a chance.
It stands to reason that everyone is here to help Young Master Mo Yu, so he should be happy.
However, because of Young Master Mo Yu's brutality, everyone did not want to stay in the South China Sea.
"Daniu, you take the place of the old man and take a trip to the Mo family to collect the money." Professor Heifeng said.
"Good." Xia Dashao nodded.
"I will go with you."
"I am going too."
Duanmulong and Wang Zhiyuan also walked out.
In the end, Sanjiyou found a helicopter and went all the way to Tongtian Island.
Professor Black Wind took the students and took a cruise all the way back to Beiming University.
…
Rumble!
The three young and old took a helicopter and headed all the way to the Mo family.
Although the Mohist school has an array of guards, Professor Black Wind and Mohist school are family acquaintances, and they have nautical charts.
Therefore, Young Master Xia naturally knew that there was a shortcut, which was to go directly to Tongtian Island all the way through a helicopter.
"The Mo family has a population of one million, and there are many islands. There are many beautiful girls in it." Wang Zhiyuan smiled.
"This time we made great contributions to the Mo family. The Mo family is hospitable and will definitely entertain us with beautiful girls."
Turning the Bengal Tiger Tooth Rosary in his hand, Duanmulong couldn't help smiling.
Xia Dashao wasn't very happy to go to the Mo Family, but when he heard that there was a beautiful girl, he suddenly became a little excited.
Rumble!
Soon, the helicopter landed on Tongtian Island.
"Master, the plane is out of fuel," the pilot said suddenly.
"What a big thing, we are the heroes of the Mo Family, what's the point of adding more oil?" Young Master Xia disagreed with his cigarette.
The three big young cows marched forward and came to the door of the Mo family mansion.
"Stop!" The two soldiers stopped immediately.
"Go away!"
"We are the heroes of the Mo family, go and play!"
Wang Zhiyuan and Xia Dashao roared at the same time.
"Excuse me, three princes, what heroes are you from my Mo family?" The housekeeper of the mansion of Mo Yu came out with some doubts.
"That ghost mountain opportunity was obtained by our assistant son, we..."
Snapped! Before Young Master Xia finished speaking, he slapped him on the face.
"Call me!" The butler was angrily.
Rumble!
In an instant, the Mo family fighters all came out and beat the three young masters with a bruised nose and swollen face.
"Then what, we are heroes." Xia Dashao collapsed.
"Nima is better than a hero, there is nothing in the round box of chance, go!" The butler mentioned the big stick.
"Well, even if we don't have the credit, we still have hard work? Can we save face and let the plane refuel so that we can go back." Wang Zhiyuan said with a black face.
"It didn't kill you, it was all on the face of Professor Black Wind."
The steward said angrily: "Come on, there are three swimming laps. Swim back to Beiming."
After finishing speaking, the butler made a photo paper, three swimming laps, and was thrown at the feet of three elders.
The three elders looked at each other, tears burst into their eyes.
…
At the same time, Deng Jiuling, who returned to Beiming University, locked the door to the bedroom.
With a move in Deng Jiuling's heart, a dark and matte compass immediately appeared in his hand.