My Transformed System is Toxic

Chapter 584 Changes
"you are?"

The man in front of him has a very clear supreme power wrapped around his body. Although he has suppressed the fluctuation of Qi and blood in his body, he can still feel the vast divine power like the starry sky of the universe.

In his impression, there is no domineering aura, but a different kind of purity. If you really want to use one word to describe it, it is the heart of a child, which makes it difficult to feel disgusted.

"Mo Lingshu." The man smiled and said with kindness in his expression.

Hearing this name, Shi Lan immediately understood that she had seen this name in the identity jade badge of a true disciple.

The head of a generation of true biography, Mo Lingshu, became enlightened more than six thousand years ago, and his current cultivation is unfathomable.

"Shi Lan met Senior Brother Mo." Shi Lan got up to salute, and had some thoughts in his mind. Mo Lingshu didn't join the Spirit Martial Palace by himself. His parents were high-level officials in the Spirit Martial Palace. Before he became enlightened, he must have been to the supernatural realm. If he could get some useful information from him, then the chances of her surviving would undoubtedly be greater.

Ling Yun didn't tell her too much about Shenwu Alien Land, and described the scene in it very vaguely, which always made Shi Lan feel a little uncertain.

"Junior Sister, you don't need to be too polite. Once you enter the Lingwu Hall, you are a family. If there is anything you don't understand about cultivation, you can ask me first. Don't waste that chance to find the supreme giant to clarify your doubts." Mo Ling Shu nodded with a smile, without airs.

"Brother Mo!"

Before Shi Lan could answer, a figure appeared not far away, in his early twenties, wearing a light blue second-generation true-inherited cassock, with a beautiful appearance and a petite figure.

When activities in the Lingwu Cave, you must wear the prescribed clothing to distinguish your identity. This is the express rule of the Lingwu Temple.

"So it's Junior Sister Li..." Mo Lingshu said with a smile. Before he finished speaking, several greetings came from a distance. The exceptions are all beautiful and stunning women, and they are all true heirs of the second generation.

"Brother Mo, long time no see!"

"Senior Brother Mo, recently, when I practiced, I always felt that my Qi and blood were a bit stagnant, and the circulation was jerky. What's the reason?"

"Senior Brother Mo, with your guidance last time, my Zhoutian Qi Entraining Method has broken through the eighth floor, and I will be able to condense the domain soon."

"Brother Mo is here, but what are you looking for? I can do it for you!"

Seeing this scene, Shi Lan silently took two steps back, and suddenly felt that Mo Lingshu, who was surrounded by many female disciples, seemed to be shrouded in a dazzling holy light, making it impossible to look directly at.

There were still many figures watching from a distance, most of them were three-generation true disciples and ordinary disciples, their identities were too different from Mo Lingshu's, and they didn't have the courage to come forward to say hello.

Mo Lingshu's patience is obviously very good, he treats all the juniors equally, and answers questions step by step. He seems to remember everyone's name and the exercises they practice, and the opinions he gives often hit the nail on the head. Mose suddenly understood.

Seeing more and more disciples, Mo Lingshu simply stepped onto the top of the pavilion and began a sermon, using the Taoist voice to baptize the spirit and spirit of many Lingwu Hall disciples.

The supreme preaching, for ordinary monks, is no different from a chance, especially Mo Lingshu and other arrogances, often have their own unique views on the practice.

The surroundings of the pavilion were soon filled with people, and there was no way to get through. On the distant sky, there were also many figures, including many deacons and elders.

It took nearly four days and nights to open his mouth. In the world, because of Mo Lingshu's preaching, many strange scenes were born. The auspicious energy descended from the sky, and the spiritual energy surged into the sea. The soft light enveloped his side. He was already handsome and unparalleled On his face, it seemed to be plated with a layer of divine brilliance, like a supernatural and peerless immortal, which was beyond reach.

His physique seems to be somewhat mysterious, able to resonate with the heaven and the earth, and with the vitality between the heaven and the earth, he helps many disciples to cleanse their muscles and bones and temper their bodies to become more powerful.

Even Shi Lan benefited a lot from this sermon, and her domain became much purer, which is quite rare for her profound background, at least it saved several years of hard work.

"Thank you, Brother Mo."

After the sermon was over, many disciples and elders bowed together to salute. Layer upon layer of sound waves rose to the sky, shaking Qingming. This kind of honor is unparalleled in the Lingwu Hall.

"The road to martial arts is difficult, and I will encourage you all." Mo Lingshu accepted the ceremony with a smile, and his demeanor was graceful and detached.

In what Shi Lan saw, except for a few seniors, Mo Lingshu should be one of the best figures, no matter in terms of talent or demeanor, no one in his generation can match.

Soon, the figures around the pavilion gradually dissipated, and most of the people were satisfied after having a sermon, but Mo Lingshu was still surrounded by three or five women, who were reluctant to leave for a long time. with other thoughts.

Regarding this, Mo Lingshu seemed a little helpless, and he was helpless with the noisy junior sisters beside him.

"Noisy and noisy, what's the etiquette?"

There was a low reprimand from the side, and after a while, another figure appeared on the top of the pavilion, leaning against the painted wall, about 23 or [-] years old, tall and tall, only a line behind Shi Lan, and the waisted martial robe outlined With an exquisite figure, straight and slender legs, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, there is a layer of frost covering her face at this moment:
"Is the important place for scriptures for you to play around with?"

"Senior Sister Zhao."

Several female disciples lowered their heads one after another, not daring to offend in the slightest, and dispersed like birds and beasts after saluting.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Zhao, for saving the siege..." Mo Lingshu heaved a sigh of relief, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted bluntly:

"Senior Brother Mo, by acting like this, you are giving them unrealistic expectations."

"The cruelest thing in the world is killing people with blunt knives. As the chief true master, you should set an example. If you blindly accept these junior sisters' overtures, you can't bear to refuse them. In the end, it will only make them sink deeper and deeper, and delay people for nothing."

After teaching Mo Lingshu a lesson, she glanced at Shi Lan who was not far away, nodded slightly, and her expression became much more gentle:

"My name is Zhao Xueci, and I got started earlier than you."

"Senior Sister Zhao." Shi Lan bowed to salute, and then reported her name. Because of Zhao Xueci's words just now, she couldn't help feeling a little good in her heart. Although she seemed to have a bad temper, this Senior Sister Zhao was undoubtedly a A kind hearted person.

"Usually nothing, stay away from him, or you may get into trouble."

Zhao Xueci glanced at Mo Lingshu who was full of embarrassment, reminded Shi Lan, and then walked straight into the depths of the pavilion, coming and going like a breeze.

"Junior Sister Shi, I'll take a step first."

Perhaps it was because of Zhao Xue's resignation just now that Mo Lingshu was too embarrassed to stay any longer, so he said goodbye.

"Senior Brother Mo stay behind."

Shi Lan called out to Mo Lingshu, and said solemnly:
"I have something to ask."

Mo Lingshu paused, his expression was tangled for a moment, and he stopped.

"Junior sister, but it doesn't matter."

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Lingyang Realm, Zhongtian Territory, and Emperor Palace.

"Another emperor's mausoleum has emerged from the boundless sea. It is the burial place of a devil emperor. According to the distribution map of Lingyang in ancient times, that area called 'Leizhou' once belonged to the demigods."

Liu Yunzheng, dressed in Tsing Yi, slowly put down the secret letter in his hand, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

During this period of time, the two clans of monsters and demons have successively appeared in the emperor's tomb. Among the younger generation, they have all gained a lot of benefits, and their cultivation base has greatly improved. Within the monster clan, there have also appeared several people who inherit the blood of the demon emperor. The evildoer, the talent shocks the world.

After ancient times, most of the emperors of the human race, except for a small part, were buried in the annals of the human race. With their remaining emperor bodies, they shared part of the pressure for the annals of the human race and suppressed many ancient gods and demons. Like that, very few.

"It's almost time..."

Taishi looked at the rising sun in the distance, his expression was calm:
"Yunzheng, there are less than a hundred years before Lingyang's world changes. If the situation is unstoppable at that time, you don't have to force it. You can leave a kindling for the Lingyang human race. With the history of the human race by your side, even in the big world, you can still do it. Open up a pure land."

"Dijun, what are you going to do?" Liu Yunzheng's heart was slightly chilled, and his words, which seemed to be explaining the funeral, gave him some bad premonitions.

"Tomorrow, I will send Ling Chu into the imperial realm."

Taishi turned around and walked into the depths of the palace. During his steps, all the twilight faded away, his back was straight, and his breath became stronger and stronger.

He seemed to have traveled back in time and returned to the heyday of those years. His hair was originally half white, and he was as black as ink. He looked only in his early twenties, and his pupils were burning with burning golden flames, as bright as stars.

(End of this chapter)