One Piece: The Strongest Sun

"How do you want to explain it, little friend Mo, please let me know."

Tan Qiyue looked at the people of the two major sects coldly, Mo Wen asked how many people were killed, he really didn't care, as long as the Purple Air Pavilion was still there and the inheritance continued. He would never be at odds with Mo Wen just because of a few people.

Grandma Hui Ling's rickety body trembled, she stood up slightly, and said slightly excitedly: "Wait a minute, Mr. Tan Zu, we can bear all the responsibilities. However, the Purple Light Gourd is one of the inheritance of the Purple Air Pavilion. You must have known how important the object is to the Purple Air Pavilion from Taishizu. If the Purple Light Gourd is lost, it means that the inheritance of the Purple Air Pavilion has been broken. Therefore, please be sure to get the Purple Light Gourd back, Master Tan."

Grandma Hui Ling looked at Zu Tan with firm eyes. To preserve the inheritance of the Purple Air Pavilion, she must get the Purple Light Gourd back. If there is no Purple Light Gourd, even if the Purple Air Pavilion still exists, it will only exist in name only.

For the Purple Air Pavilion, the importance and significance of the Purple Light Gourd is higher than that of the Mingwei Bell and the Yin Lingzhu, because it is the symbol of the Purple Air Pavilion and also the belief of the Purple Air Pavilion. Purple Air Pavilion has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years, and the Purple Light Gourd has always been regarded as a sacred object.

She can die, but the Purple Light Gourd cannot be lost. If Tan Zu wants to preserve a high enough inheritance, he must take the Purple Light Gourd back from Mo Wen.

"This"

Tan Qiyue was a little hesitant. He did know the significance of the Purple Light Gourd to Ziqi Pavilion, but since the treasure fell into Mo Wen's hands, it was indeed inappropriate to ask for it back. But if Grandma Huiling said this in public without asking for it back, wouldn’t what he said before be bullshit?

"Little friend Mo Wen, look" Tan Qiyue looked at Mo Wen and said, "If you are willing to return the Ziguang Gourd to Ziqi Pavilion, I am willing to compensate you with treasures of the same value."

The Purple Light Gourd of Ziqi Pavilion is indeed not simple, but as a warrior of the second level of Wuzong, he still has some good things in his hands. Those treasures are worth the same as a purple gourd. Even if he took it out, he felt very heartbroken, but in order to fulfill his promise to the friend of life and death, he could not offend Mo Wen. He could only reluctantly part with love.

Mo Wen frowned when he heard this. On the surface, the purple light gourd was only a treasure second only to the mysterious weapon. But in fact, it is quite mysterious and must have an extraordinary origin. If he didn't know and Tan Qiyue spoke in person, he might return the Purple Light Gourd. But now that he knows how extraordinary the Purple Light Gourd is, it is naturally impossible for him to return such a valuable treasure.

"Don't ask me, little friend, if there is anything difficult."

Tan Qiyue frowned slightly when he saw Mo Wen being like this. Although the purple gourd was extraordinary, it probably wouldn't be of much use to Mo Wen. After all, Mo Wen has many mysterious weapons on his body, and no matter how good the Purple Light Gourd is, it cannot be compared with the mysterious weapons.

He didn't expect that Mo Wen would hesitate because of a purple gourd.

Grandma Hui Ling stared at Mo Wen closely, fearing that he would not return the Ziguang Gourd to Ziguang Pavilion.

He Xiangyu and other members of the Five Beast Sect all had pale faces and looked desperately at everything in front of them. There is a good Grand Master in Ziqi Pavilion who can ask Tan Zu to help. Preserve the inheritance and even ask for the inherited sacred objects back. But as for the Five Beast Sect, not only is it impossible for them to get the Five Beast Ring back from Mo Wen, they may even be wiped out by Mo Wen.

The heritage of a sect. It was completely revealed at this moment. Purple Air Pavilion has been inherited for thousands of years, and it is indeed not comparable to a sect that has been prosperous for less than a hundred years. The Five Beast Sect has been inherited for only two hundred years, and is not as old as Tan Zu.

Ziqi Pavilion can be preserved because of Tan Zu, but the Five Beasts Sect has no reliance on the latest chapter of Bodhi Dao.

"Old Tan doesn't know something. I'm afraid I won't be able to return the Purple Light Gourd to the Ziqi Pavilion because it's entangled with me. If the Purple Light Gourd hadn't entangled me in the first place, I wouldn't have taken it away."

Mo Wen sighed, this gourd was quite weird. Where has he been since they met. The Purple Light Gourd followed him wherever he went, unable to shake him off.

"What do you mean by this?" Tan Qiyue was slightly stunned. Mo Wen didn't react for a while, but a treasure was wrapped around him. What did he mean?

Mo Wen waved his hand and took out the purple gourd from his sleeve, then held it up and threw it. The purple gourd turned into a beam of purple light and flew for more than ten miles in an instant.

"Holy Artifact"

Grandma Hui Ling's heart tightened, and she subconsciously flew up to chase the purple gourd. She never thought that Mo Wen would throw the purple gourd directly.

Tan Qiyue also had a strange look in his eyes, wondering what Mo Wen was trying to do.

Grandma Hui Ling's figure flashed, and she flew out of the city and caught up with the purple gourd. Just as she was reaching out to catch it. The purple light gourd lit up with a purple light, and the purple light swept across and directly knocked Grandma Hui Ling away.

At the same time, Zihu made a deft turn and turned into a purple lightning, returning to Mo Wen's side in an instant, faster than when he flew out. He was not polite to Mo Wen at all, and went straight into Mo Wen's arms, seemingly never wanting to come out again.

"Purple Gourd"

All the warriors who had entered the Dou Ling Tower were shocked. Wasn't that the little purple gourd that suddenly appeared at the last moment of the battle? Many warriors were quite impressed by the purple gourd.

Tan Qiyue was also shocked. He did not expect that the little gourd Mo Wen was holding was the inherited treasure of the Purple Air Pavilion. He didn't even know that the inherited treasure of Ziqi Pavilion would be so weird.

"How is it possible that the spirit gourd recognizes its master? How is this possible?"

Grandma Hui Ling flew back with a pale face and looked at Mo Wen in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost.

Not only Grandma Hui Ling, but all the warriors in the Purple Air Pavilion looked at Mo Wen with disbelief, and the expression in their eyes was unprecedentedly complicated. The legendary spirit gourd recognizes its master, the highest ancestral training in the sect’s rules: the spirit gourd recognizes its master actually appeared

"Why does the spirit gourd recognize its owner?" Tan Qiyue looked at Grandma Hui Ling in confusion. Could the magic weapon still recognize its owner? At this time, he also guessed that the purple light gourd was probably unusual.

Grandma Hui Ling surprisingly ignored Tan Qiyue. In the past, it would have been absolutely disrespectful, and even a leopard would not dare to give her such a bad heart. But at this time, she completely ignored Tan Qiyue and looked at Mo Wen with complicated eyes. The next moment, she made a scene that shocked everyone.

Plop.

Grandma Hui Ling knelt down on one knee in front of everyone and put her right hand on her chest, making a surrender gesture.

Not only Grandma Hui Ling was like this, but the warriors of the Purple Air Pavilion, including the master of Ye Rong Pavilion and Wu Feng, all knelt down on one knee and bowed their heads in a gesture of submission.

Everyone in the square was stunned. No one expected that such a scene would appear.

Could it be that the people of Ziqi Pavilion are greedy for life and afraid of death, trying to survive in this way? Most of them came up with this idea at the first time, but Tan Zu agreed to protect Ziqi Pavilion, why did they kneel, and what's more, All kneel down

The person who should kneel down and beg for mercy should be the Five Beast Sect, right? The Five Beast Sect has not yet knelt down, but Ziqi Pavilion actually knelt down to Devour God.

"how so"

A flash of doubt flashed in Mo Wen's eyes. Since Tan Qiyue is protecting Ziqi Pavilion, why should he kneel to him if he has to give him some face? It would be fine if the few culprits who were bound to be punished knelt down. But at this time, everyone in the Ziqi Pavilion, including the major pavilion masters and elders, as well as ordinary disciples, all knelt down.

"In the Purple Air Pavilion, there has always been a legend that the spirit gourd recognized its master, and it actually appeared."

He Xiangyu smiled bitterly, sighed heavily, and looked at the sky blankly. With his identity, he naturally knew that there had always been a legend in Ziqi Pavilion that a spirit gourd recognized its master, but legends were just legends after all, and no one had ever taken it seriously.

He also treated it as a legend and deliberately told mysterious things about Ziqi Pavilion's inherited sacred objects, but he did not expect that the legend was actually true.

"Could it be that the spirit gourd recognizes its master?"

Bu Changkun was shocked and his eyes suddenly opened wide.

He Xiangyu smiled bitterly and nodded, saying: "Linghu recognizes its master, then Mo Wen is the supreme master of Ziqi Pavilion."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to tell you in detail." Grandma Hui Ling lowered her head and slowly told a secret in Ziqi Pavilion that was not a secret.

It turns out that the Purple Light Gourd is a treasure left by the first founder of the Purple Air Pavilion, and the first ancestral precept listed in the sect rules is that the spiritual gourd can recognize the master, and those who obtain the spiritual gourd can recognize the master. He is the master of Ziqi Pavilion.

Since the first founder of the sect, there has been no real supreme ruler in the Purple Air Pavilion, because for thousands of years, Linghu has never recognized its master.

Many people regard the spirit gourd's recognition of its master as a legend and something that does not exist.

But because of the ancestral teachings, for thousands of years, there has really been no supreme ruler in the Ziqi Pavilion. Instead, three sub-pavilion leaders were elected, each of which governs an area. Mutual restraint and supervision.

This pattern has lasted for thousands of years, and no one expected that the real master of Ziqi Pavilion would appear at this time.

"My lord, the ancestral teachings say that the person who recognizes the master of Linghu is the supreme ruler of Ziqi Pavilion. From now on, every word you say represents the highest order of Ziqi Pavilion. I have offended my lord before. , I am willing to die to apologize."

Grandma Hui Ling knelt on one knee, with a sense of helplessness and desolation in her voice. Who could have imagined that the final result would be like this. Even when she was most desperate, she never thought about kneeling down to a young man or being imprisoned. As long as Tan Zu could keep the inheritance of Ziqi Pavilion, she would die.

But now, Mo Wen has become the most supreme person in Ziqi Pavilion and her master. The ancestral precepts cannot be violated. No matter how proud she is, she has to kneel down.

"So that's it." Tan Qiyue looked at the people from the Ziqi Pavilion who were kneeling, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes. He naturally knew the legend of the Ziqi Pavilion's spirit gourd recognizing its master, but he had always regarded it as a legend and never thought that it would happen. Really show up.

Lan Zhongzhi, Zong Changsheng and other foreign warriors all looked at each other. No one expected that such a dramatic scene would happen.

However, just as the people from Ziqi Pavilion knelt down, a large group of people suddenly knelt down, and the entire central square was almost filled with kneeling figures. See more Weixin official account: hhxs665