Chapter 309 Inch Sword

"I didn't expect you to have this ability?" A man dressed in a black robe embroidered with evil dragons looked at Su Mu'an with green eyes in the room that Lunar Temple had arranged for everyone.

'"I didn't know it would be like this" Su Mu'an lowered his head guiltily. Obviously, because he had injured that Supreme True Man, he felt somewhat guilty in his heart.

"Sigh, what are you saying? You've done your master a great favor." As he spoke, the man did not forget to look at Yuan Guilong, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.

"Really?" The youth blinked and looked at the macheteman.

Hearing this, Yuan Guilong opened his eyes. He nodded and said, "Yes."

"Are you confident?" Seeing this, the man asked without revealing any traces.

"Ten percent more." The macheteman replied indifferently.

The man instantly became interested and asked, "How much did it take before?"

The macheteman glanced at the man and said quietly, "Half complete."

After saying this, the man's expression froze. After a while, he asked again, "Then you still want to go?"

Even he did not realize that when he said this, there was a dry tone in his tone that even he himself could not speak clearly.

"Things in the world, then you may have to wait until you are confident that you can do everything." Yuan Guilong shook his head, his expression still indifferent. "Besides, you should know that I don't have much time left."

Perhaps this indifference had inexplicably stung the man.

"But I have a way. Why aren't you willing to give it a try?" As he said this, his voice unconsciously grew louder.

"How?" At this moment, Mo Chen, who was sitting beside Yuan Guilong, suddenly opened his eyes and sized up the black robe on the man's body. "I'm afraid the method you mentioned is the method of the Half Demon God Seed, right?"

The black-robed man was shocked when he heard this. He suddenly remembered the question that Mo Chen Zi had asked in the Phoenix Arrival Pavilion today, and he had a guess in his heart. He nodded slightly, his face still calm. He smiled and said, "Looks like you have some insights into this technique. How does your heart feel?"

"Since the emperor of the previous dynasty found this method, although he did not succeed in creating the divine seed, there are no fewer major powers in the world who are obsessed with this method. They are naturally not stupid people, and their belief in this method must have its roots. If I were to say that this method is a bystander, you would definitely not believe me." Mo Chen said in a deep voice.

"Senior is indeed worthy of being the grave keeper of the Mausoleum of the Swords. Your thoughts are clear, unlike my pedantic brother." The man smiled.

Su Mu'an and Ning Zhu Mang were stunned by these words, but they didn't want this black-robed man to be brothers with Yuan Guilong.

"However, the Heavenly Dao has its own limits, such as life, age, sickness, death, and wilting vegetation. If I forcefully change this limit, I dare not say anything else. However, the price this method will have to pay will definitely far exceed your expectations." Mo Chen said softly again.

"Is that so?" The black-robed man, however, did not care. He raised his eyebrows and replied in such a manner. "But Senior, do you know that in the Dark Asura Palace…"

"I've seen that half-demon before. Your Excellency should know better than I do how far away it is from the so-called Everlasting Longevity." However, before the man could finish speaking, Mo Chen Zi interrupted him.

The black-robed man was dumbfounded when he said this. He remained silent for a long time before saying again, "No matter what, I will try."

Hearing this, Mo Chen's eyes narrowed.

A surging sword intent surged out of his body. At the same time, there was an overflowing killing intent that instantly enveloped the man.

At that moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly turned cold.

Ning Zhumang's face was pale, and Su Mu'an 's expression was surprised. The macheteman, on the other hand, looked at his nose and heart, as if he didn't care about his brother's life or death.

The black-robed man was enveloped by the immortal's sword intent and killing intent. Although his expression had also become extremely ugly, he stubbornly straightened his waist and stared straight at Mo Chen Zi's gaze.

This exchange of gazes lasted for several breaths of time.

Hmph.

Mo Chen suddenly let out a cold snort and withdrew his sword intent and killing intent.

At that moment, the chill in the room dissipated, and the black-robed man staggered and almost fell to the ground. However, no one paid any attention in the room. Only Su Mu'an quickly walked forward and supported the man who was about to fall to the ground.

"Thank you." The man said gratefully to Su Mu'an .

"Senior, listen to Senior Mo's words. He has seen many things, so what he said makes sense." However, Su Mu'an did not understand what the people were talking about and only tried to persuade them out of kindness.

The people in the room did not explain much about his youth's temperament.

"Good, good, good!" The black-robed man smiled miserably and replied.

Su Mu'an saw him admit defeat and thought that this matter had already been exposed. She looked at Yuan Guilong and asked, "Master, when are we going down the mountain?"

The little fellow still remembered in his heart that he had promised Xu Han that he would return to be his personal bodyguard. He did not dare to delay.

"Tomorrow." Yuan Guilong replied.

"That's great. I'll go pack my things now. Does Master have anything urgent for me to keep?" Su Mu'an said excitedly. Obviously, she was a little impatient.

"No need. If you leave with Headmaster Ning, I won't go down the mountain." Yuan Guilong said indifferently.

"Why?" Su Mu'an and Ning Zhu Mang asked loudly at the same time.

However, one of them was puzzled and the other was surprised.

However, Yuan Guilong only turned to look at Ning Zhumang and said, "Headmaster Ning, you are different from us."

'"We are all dying people. We have received the blessings of the heavens and the earth for our entire lives. Before we die, we naturally have to do something for the heavens and the earth, everything in this world. You are different. Before you finish your journey, you don't need to rush to the Yellow Springs Road with us."

'"But" Ning Zhumang was stunned when he heard this and wanted to say something else.

"Mu An, you saw this child as well. His temperament is too pure. If you really are grateful to me for taking you up the mountain, please take good care of this child for me in the future." Yuan Guilong clearly didn't intend to give Ning Zhumang any more chances to speak. He immediately said again, blocking Ning Zhumang's words from coming to his mouth.

"Master, what exactly are you doing?" Su Mu'an originally thought that she had talked to the Supreme True Man on the mountain, but this matter was over. Now, she came to her senses after hearing what the two of them said, as if what they were about to do had only just begun.

"Mu An, everyone walks in their own world. They have their own dao. Yuan comes to cherish Yuan, and Yuan does not stay."

"Remember, in the future, no matter where you are, you must not abandon this sincerity of a pure son. It is not in vain for you and me to fight." Yuan Guilong didn't even give Su Mu'an the chance to react. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the top of Su Mu'an's head. At that moment, Su Mu'an's mind went blank. Her head tilted and she fainted.

"Sect Leader Ning, this is troublesome." Then he looked at Ning Zhumang again.

Seeing this, Ning Zhumang smiled bitterly. Of course, he knew that Yuan Guilong's action was not only sending Su Mu'an away, but also making it impossible for him to refuse his request. After all, with Su Mu'an 's current state, someone had to send him down the mountain.

He nodded with a calm brow and said, "Thank you."

Ning Zhumang was not a fool. He knew that Yuan Guilong was actually saving him.

Seeing Ning Zhumang agree, a rare smile appeared on Yuan Guilong's cold face. At that time, he turned to look at the black-robed man beside him.

The black-robed man seemed to have expected that he would ask something, so he waved his hand before asking.

Then he looked at the cold and stern macheteman and said in a deep voice, "I want to give you another ride."

…

Ning Zhumang brought the unconscious Su Mu'an back to his room. Early tomorrow morning, he would bring him down the mountain.

At this moment, only Yuan Guilong and the others were left in the room.

"The credit dagger sent you a good disciple." Mo Chen looked in the direction where Ning Zhumang had left and sighed sincerely.

The usually cold and stern macheteman smiled and said, "Yes, it's so good that I can't bear to die."

"Let's see how far this child can go."

After saying that, the macheteman put away the hesitation that had suddenly arisen in his heart. He turned to look at Mo Chen Zi and asked, "What about you? Did you find the gravekeeper you were looking for?"

"Yes." Mo Chen Zi nodded slightly.

"Are you satisfied?" The macheteman asked again.

Hearing this, Mo Chen Zi's lips curled into a smile and said, "A pretty good little fellow is only guarding the Mausoleum of the Sword. He is a little wronged."

"The Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum is truly a bit miserable. I believe that disciple of yours is also someone with great righteousness in his heart. How can he be willing to go there if he doesn't want to?" Yuan Guilong said.

Mo Chen shook his head and said, "I didn't agree to that. However, when he understands those things, he will definitely go."

Hearing this, Yuan Guilong was stunned. Although he was somewhat surprised, it was still a family matter of the Southern Desolate Sword Mausoleum. He did not have the time to say anything else, so he fell silent again at that time.

This silence lasted for about a hundred breaths. Mo Chen Zi seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He walked over to the black-robed man and handed him something.

"Right, I have something here. Help me bring it back to Dark Asura Palace." He said.

This arrogant attitude made the black-robed man scoff. He did not reach out to receive it, but instead asked, "Your Excellency just wanted to kill me. What do you think I will help you with?"

Mo Chen Zi did not seem to have heard the provocation in his words. He said lightly, "Look at what this is."

Hearing this, the black-robed man took the item with a cold expression. He stared at it and his body trembled.

It was a purple token with the words "Yama" written on it.

The Purple Yama Token was the highest level token of the Dark Asura Palace. Even as a Ten Halls Yama, he did not possess it. It was rumored that there were only two tokens in the entire Dark Asura Palace. One was in the hands of the Ksitigarbha King, and the other was in the hands of the Ghost Subhuti from the Ten Halls Yama.

Regardless of who had this one, if it could be given to Mo Chen Zi, then his relationship with Mo Chen Zi would definitely be extremely good. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to give it away.

He was still in a daze when he suddenly discovered that there was something hidden behind the token.

He hurriedly took it out and took a closer look. It was an inch sword the width of his index finger. He reached out and touched it. A boundless sword intent surged out from the inch-sized inch sword and burned his finger.

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