The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After sending Xue Qinghe away, Mo Wen stayed in the workshop and began to knock on the sword embryo. A series of tinkling sounds echoed in the huge workshop.

After a while, Liu Erlong pushed the door open and came in. This was the door Mo Wen left specially after sending Xue Qinghe away.

There were only a few people who could come in, and the only one who could come now was Liu Erlong. Mo Wen didn't even turn his head, and continued what he was doing, saying, "Sister, wait a moment, I'll be done here soon." ”

But waiting was obviously not something Liu Erlong would do. She stepped over to Mo Wen's side, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her brother's forehead, and said, "You can do it, I'll just watch here."

There was no need to say anything between the siblings. Mo Wen smiled slightly and continued to work.

Forging swords is an extremely boring task. In addition, these swords need to be able to transmit soul power and mental power. The process is also extremely complicated, and it took a lot of time before it was completely completed.

Holding the slightly dull edgeless long sword, Mo Wen let out a long sigh of relief. He was very satisfied with the results of his labor. Now he only needed to polish it and fit it with the hilt and scabbard.

Liu Erlong next to him carefully wiped off his younger brother's new sweat, and asked with a smile, "It's obvious that this is the martial spirit, why do you need to forge another one?"

Picking up an eyebrow, Mo Wen also showed a smile, and while polishing the eyebrows, he said, "Sister, you can use it as a soul guide. What I think is that the Holy Dao Academy has gone all the way to this day and needs a representative." sexual ornaments.

Now that the Yin Yang Family and the Holy Way School are on the right track, giving each of them a handle can be regarded as a certification. If my sister wants it, I can get it. "

There are some things that he thinks it's not time to talk to Liu Erlong yet, like the Soul Saint Queen, who is planning to go to the North, but he still doesn't dare to open his mouth. The matter of giving up the martial soul is really shocking, and he is afraid that it will be regarded as a traditional Soul Master Liu Erlong couldn't accept it.

"Of course!" The tone was unusually decisive. Liu Erlong could tell that Mo Wen didn't intend to give it to her, so he was a little angry and his tone was a little higher.

Mo Wen was also a little helpless about this, just like sometimes he didn't understand why Liu Erlong was unhappy because of those girls. For a man who fights with his fists, wearing a sword would be somewhat nondescript.

But who makes Liu Erlong the sister? His sister can only be pampered by herself. He put down the polished Mo Mei in his hand, along with the prepared sword hilt and scabbard, wiped his hands, and Mo Wen took out two design drawings. Spread it out in front of Liu Erlong who pouted, and said flatteringly, "Sister, take a look at these two swords. This one is called Chixiao and this one is called Shark Tooth. They are more suitable for your attributes. Which one do you like?"

She was only a little angry. Liu Erlong turned her head and looked at the drawings in front of her. Although she didn't understand the meaning of the name of the sword, she could understand it somewhat from the appearance. She was always open and close, but she didn't understand it at all. A sword was needed, and who knew that this sword was forged by Mo Wen himself.

After getting along for so long, the only things Mo Wen had on hand, except for the soul guide armor, were those books. She also wanted what others had, but the shark teeth didn't feel good to her, so she raised them. He raised his green-white jade finger and pointed at Chi Xiao, saying, "That's it. It looks pretty good, but don't think too much about it. I don't have to have it. It's just that the armor needs a sword, otherwise it won't look good."

"Yes, yes, yes." Mo Wen didn't dare to say a word, so he hurriedly responded and put away the drawings of shark teeth.

Hearing Mo Wen's slightly teasing intention, Liu Erlong raised his hand and gave a loving touch, ruffling his long black and white hair ruthlessly.

After giving his brother a small lesson, Liu Erlong accepted it happily and urged, "Now that it's over, let's go. I just made a new discovery."

Liu Erlong didn't know what Mo Wen was thinking about now. Chixiao was the sword of the emperor. No matter whether the sword he forged was that mysterious or not, he was afraid that this name would affect Liu Erlong's destiny. However, The problem wasn't too big, so I simply hid the idea.

Taking the box containing the complete set of Mo Mei, he carefully locked the door of the workshop before leaving with Liu Erlong.

Walking on the path, Mo Wen turned around and asked, "Sister said just now that she made a new discovery. What is it?"

"Well, this Xue Qinghe is indeed unusual. On the surface, he didn't bring anyone into the academy, but I noticed the aura of two titled Douluo, both with level 95 cultivation. As soon as he left, those two people also left. It is said that the Tiandou Empire is a weak country, and it has only relied on millions of standing troops and compromises to get to where it is today. Who would have thought that the prince would be protected by two titled Douluo." Liu Erlong, who didn't know that Xue Qinghe was a girl, sighed slightly. said.

But when the words reached Mo Wen's ears, it was another story. With his extremely high mental power, he saw through Xue Qinghe's disguise and discovered that the prince was actually a woman. In the presence of a man, He didn't believe that Xue Ye would choose a woman to be his heir.

Especially since the second and third princes were poisoned to death, Xue Ye could endure even this, proving that from the royal family's point of view, she had always been a man.

A woman protected by two titled Douluo became the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire. No matter how you looked at it, it was very strange. Originally, he was just guessing, but now all the evidence pointed in that direction, so let him I had to prepare for the worst.

While walking on the road, Mo Wen suddenly became excited, which aroused Liu Erlong's doubts. He reached out and touched his forehead. She asked with concern, "Did you sweat just now and get cold due to the wind?"

"No." After regaining his composure, Mo Wen's eyes were a little sharp and he said to Liu Erlong, "Sister, I may do something very subversive."

Sensing Mo Wen's seriousness, Liu Erlong's expression turned serious and said, "No matter what decision you make, sister will support you."

This kind of unconditional trust is the reason why Mo Wen has not been extremely rational or viewed everything with the evil of human nature.

He reached out and took out Mo Mei and assembled it, slung it around his waist, and said with a hint of regret, "Maybe in a few years, I won't be worthy of using this sword anymore."

Mo Mei is the sword of virtue. Mo Wen, who committed rebellion, is indeed not worthy of this sword. He is not just Xue Qinghe, or a spy from Wuhun Palace, he is ready to sweep Xue Beng into the garbage. The best outcome is to keep Xue Ke, and the worst outcome is that Tiandou will no longer be an empire.

The words were a bit convoluted, but Liu Erlong still understood. She stretched out an arm to hug her younger brother, who was taller than her. She said, "Brother, we are faced with choices every day. As long as we choose, then Keep going.

The so-called virtuous men, kings, and even chivalrous men are not as good as those in power. My sister may not have read as many books as you, but she has fought many more fights than you. Douluo Continent is a world for the strong. Only by being domineering can we be stable.

What's more, what you want to become is not a virtuous person, and a saint will transform sooner or later, so why be sentimental? "

"Yes!" Liu Erlong's words completely awakened Mo Wen, who was obsessed with the authorities. He put shackles on himself and put himself in the position of an assistant. When he found that the problem was very complicated, he would not make the decision himself. When he faced danger, he felt hesitant in his heart.

But Douluo Continent is not that world. People there worship the king, and people here worship the strong. When a person is strong enough to erase all adverse effects, he is a successful person.

Mo Wen didn't bother to do that. He would just leave everything in the book and let future generations evaluate it. No one is perfect and everyone will make mistakes. So far, he still feels that he is a little unreasonable towards Dugu Bo, but He did not regret doing so. The two eyes of ice and fire were necessary to develop the power of the holy way.

At this point, if he wants to change Tiandou, he needs to overthrow those people above who are just eating nothing, he must expel Xue Qinghe who occupies the dove's nest, and he must kill Xue Xing and Xue Beng who have done all their evil deeds.

Serving the country and the people is not just about a good reputation. You need to do it even if others don't understand it. If they understand it, you should do it without hesitation.

In the past, Mo Wen cherished his feathers very much, and was extremely mature in his actions, not allowing anyone to find fault with him, so when Xue Xing ruined his reputation, he would be angry and burdened.

Now that the psychological barrier was broken, Mo Wen's heart was unusually clear. Deciding to do it and wanting to do it were completely different things. This time he had to do it and was prepared to do it.

At this moment, a crack was opened in the upward passage, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth accelerated, rushing towards Mo Wen and injecting it into his body. The Holy Dao's mind method kept running, and began to move towards the fourth level, one black and one black. Bai's two yin and yang fish began to spin under his feet, and the prototype of a realm was taking shape.

At the same time, in a space in the sky, two pairs of eyes rested on this vision, and one person cast a ray of divine power.