My magic weapons are all rule-based

Late at night.

Mo Heng sat on the bed with a bruised face, his expression complicated.

"Master, you have been sleeping for several days and you have not appeared. Today, someone from the Law Enforcement Hall came to you. What do you mean by suddenly jumping out and asking me to make up a lie to them? I was knocked unconscious by Sun Yan that day. Who saved me?"

"Also, how can I take down Senior Sister Liu now? I was beaten up by Sun Yan in front of him. I feel like I have no chance."

"Damn... I can see clearly that Senior Sister Liu is a fucking crazy woman. I don't want to provoke her... Can't I change someone? To be honest, there are many junior sisters who admire me, and each of them is gentler than her."

Zhang Biao said weakly: "Good disciple, Don't think too much. I don't think you have a chance to get that girl. Let's wait and see. "

"As for why I asked you to say those words to the Law Enforcement Hall today, things are a bit complicated... A lot of things happened after you fainted, but now it has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to ask too much."

"Master, did you not get enough rest? Do you feel a little bit off?" Mo Heng frowned and said, "Do you want me to find a way to get you some supplements?"

"No, just listen to me and go to the yard outside to see if there is anyone around."

Mo Heng got out of bed and walked out the door.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was silence all around.

Mo Heng looked around and said, "Master, there is no one around, what should I do?"

"Take two more steps forward and dig out the things in the ground."

Mo Heng took two steps forward and bent down to dig a hole with doubts.

After digging a few times, a storage bag appeared in front of him.

"Why... is there a storage bag here?"

"These are the things that your master collected for you outside after you fell unconscious. There are some random spells, elixirs, and a thousand middle-grade spirit stones in them. You should keep these things for future cultivation."

"Thank you, Master!" Mo Heng was overjoyed, but then he became a little worried, "Uh... Master, didn't you steal this?"

"Don't worry about those details... Come, take out your White Emperor Holy Sword and drip blood on it."

Mo Heng was stunned for a moment, and then his face showed joy again.

Could it be that the master felt guilty for giving him bad advice?

Not only did he get him a lot of supplies, but he was also going to officially pass the White Emperor Holy Sword to him in advance today?

Suddenly coming to his senses, Mo Heng quickly took out the 'White Emperor Holy Sword' and cut a hole in his hand.

The blood flowed through the sword and dripped directly onto the ground without getting it stained at all.

Just as Mo Heng was about to ask, a huge force came from the sword in his hand, and it flew out of his hand and stabbed into the sky, disappearing into the night.

The sword... flew?

Mo Heng looked up and said in confusion: "Master, why did the sword fly?"

"Hey, it seems you are not qualified yet. It failed to recognize its master, and it went home by itself..."

"???"

Mo Heng's mind buzzed!

A divine sword of heaven! It ran away by itself because it failed to recognize its master? He hadn't even warmed it up yet, and hadn't used it before!

"No, Master. Isn't this sword connected to your soul? How did it go home by itself? Where is its home?" Mo Heng was anxious.

Zhang Biao's helpless voice sounded: "Yes, it is indeed my sword, but my current strength is not worthy of controlling this sword. But don't worry, I have left a mark on you. The White Emperor Holy Sword will not choose anyone else as its master except you. It's not too late to find the sword and recognize its master when you are strong enough."

"Disciple... After you got into trouble, I helped you investigate the outside world and met a master. Although that person didn't find me, I spent too much energy to avoid him, and soon... I will disappear."

"Remember, I have already used the Six Destroyers without Wo I have given you the training parts from the Sword Sutra to the Golden Core Stage. You should practice hard. "

"If you have no way to break through the Golden Core Stage, you can change to other skills. If you want to get the subsequent skills... go to Lijia Village in the Northern Shuijing Region. That is the guardian force of my Biao Clan. You can bring the ring as proof. They will tell you the subsequent skills and the location of the Chinese Secret Realm."

"This can be regarded as a test from the master... If you can't succeed, my Biao Clan will not prosper."

Zhang Biao finished speaking intermittently, and Mo Heng was completely frozen in place.

The Holy Spirit Sword flew away... The master is going to die... We have only known each other for a few days!

Mo Heng said in despair: "Master... Master, what should I do if Lijia Village is gone and the descendants of Lijia Village are gone?"

"After such a long time, Lijia Village may have experienced ups and downs and is completely different from what I remember. But the place where the White Emperor Holy Sword was forged was in Lijia Village... I can sense that it has returned to its original place."

"The descendants of Lijia Village also have many powerful enemies. They may have changed their names to survive, but their ancestors have a habit of collecting martial arts from all over the world. Before you grow up, collect as many unique martial arts and spells of Xize as possible. With these things and my ring, they will definitely tell you the secrets of the Biao clan."

"Maybe, they can help you arrange a way out for the sake of their past."

"Disciple, I have said everything I can say... You... take care of yourself..."

Zhang Biao's voice became lower and lower until it fell silent.

Mo Heng finally panicked and started to yell: "Master! Master!! Are you here? Are you still here!?"

After shouting for a few times but no one responded, Mo Heng's legs went limp and he fell to the ground, falling into a trance.

The ups and downs of his mind were unacceptable.

After a long time, Mo Heng propped himself up from the ground and took a look at the storage bag in his hand.

Two lines of tears flowed down his face.

Although the contact time was short, Biao Lao really had nothing to say about him.

He risked his life to help him steal so many resources, and he also learned some heaven-level skills.

Although the White Emperor Holy Sword was gone... but this great kindness was really beyond words.

He took off the ring in his hand and placed it in front of him.

Mo Heng knelt on his knees and kowtowed three times, his eyes gradually firmed.

Lijia Village, right... I will definitely go!

......

The next day, Yuquan Peak was picturesque, with birds singing and flowers blooming.

There was a small table beside a pond.

There were many spiritual fruits on the table, with bright colors.

Xu Shan sat on the left, with one hand on the edge of the table, looking directly at the sparkling pond.

Opposite was Liu Qingrou, whose expression was indifferent but mixed with resentment.

She didn't expect it.

This bastard just humiliated her and came to him the next day.

He had the upper hand, and now there was no way out. There was no other way except to cooperate.

After appreciating the beautiful scenery for a while, Xu Shan turned his head and said, "Little Princess, what happened yesterday is over. The misunderstanding between us should be resolved. You are not still holding a grudge against me, are you?"

"I wish I could eat you alive. What do you want to talk to me about? If you have something to say, please say it quickly."

Xu Shan smiled lightly and pushed the fruit plate in front of Liu Qingrou: "Eat some fruit. I don't have anything to do today. I want to ask you to learn about the history of my Huanhai Sect."

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