Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

Staring at the book in his hand, he was fascinated.

When Ye Wuchen was conceiving this book, his expression was unconcealably happy, dispelling his gentle temperament, and finally became happy and angry like a child.

He likes to fantasize about the appearance of the character Mo Yun, so he specially taught himself how to draw and draw the Mo Yun in his heart.

It's just that after growing up, the youthful fantasies were slightly forgotten, and he used a more mature thinking to perfect Mo Yun, and even brought it into his own experience.

The white-bearded old man in front of him was chattering endlessly, in Mo Yun's ears, it was as if he was chanting scriptures to a monk.

"I'm the main god of the system, and I'm in charge of the plane of comprehension. I think you have a very good foundation, do you want me to assign you a system to do tasks? Ah, you don't want to spend the rest of your life guarding this book, do you?"

The old man with the white beard thought he had seen through Mo Yun's heart, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, with a pitiful tone: "It's hard to accept, isn't it, but you have to cheer up, child, there are thousands of other planes out there waiting for you." Let us explore, come on, boy, come with me!"

The white-bearded old man stretched out his hand excitedly, waiting for Mo Yun's response.

Mo Yun ignored him, and rubbed his fingers on the three characters "Ye Wuchen" bordered in red.

The old man with the white beard was a little embarrassed and also stopped talking.

It suddenly became quiet, without even a sound of the wind, and the golden sand spread out thinly, spreading out a splendor.

The word "Ye Wuchen" is so hot, when he didn't pay attention at all, it was burned into his heart unexpectedly.

After reacting, the wound had scabbed over, but the pain was still unstoppable.

"You are not stupid, do you want to be so poor? Alas, you..."

"I want Master to come back, I have something to say to him."

Mo Yun's voice was hoarse, and he looked at the bearded old man blankly.

The old man was taken aback by his decadent appearance, he stepped forward slightly, bent down and looked down at the book in Mo Yun's hand.

Then he tilted his head to think, and finally shouted loudly like enlightenment:

"Ye Wuchen!"

Mo Yun rolled his eyes at him: "Noisy."

The old man walked up to him and sat down, put his elbows on his knees, dragged his chin and smiled wickedly: "Ye Wuchen is bound to our system with his soul, but he is too rigid and not easy to control..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by Mo Yun's beard, and he said with a gloomy face: "You let the system shock Master?"

"I don't, I'm not, where did you hear that?"

The old man denied it and grabbed his beard and pulled it back, his eyeballs rolled round and round, and he took out a white flame from the sleeve of the floor-sweeping white robe.

The flame was translucent and was beating weakly.

"This is a bit of Ye Wuchen's soul."

Mo Yun looked at him suspiciously.

The old man stood up, holding the flame in one hand, and pacing forward with the other behind his back.

"After each host is bound to the system, it will save a little soul in me, which will be used to send it to the next plane to gain new life after the host completes the task. Hey, Ye Wuchen's soul is too weak to bear the position. In the face of the collision of the tunnel, we can only raise it first."

Mo Yun stared blankly at the flame in his hand, his expression a little moved.

Seeing this, the old man put the flame on Mo Yun's hand, and the flame beat weakly.

Although it is flame, but the touch is icy cold, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart, Mo Yun couldn't help stretching out his other hand to touch it lightly.

The moment they met again, the flame immediately stopped, and after a while, it rushed towards the white-bearded old man like an arrow leaving the string.

Holding the flame, the old man with a white beard was a little ashamed, and said with a little guilt: "Then what, he seems a little afraid of you."

Mo Yun stayed for a while, staring blankly at the small group of remnant souls in the old man's hand, the wolf-like eyes made the old man feel scared.

The white flame fluttered in the old man's hand, and after feeling Mo Yun's eyes, he hid behind the old man with a "swoosh", and took a half body to come out to watch.

"Master, is he still alive?"

Mo Yun slowly moved his eyes away, and stared at the book in his hand again.

"died."

Mo Yun glanced at him indifferently, and said indifferently: "What about the system that binds the master's soul?"

"His task is completed, let him return to his own plane."

"Yeah, so what did you mean by giving me a system?"

As soon as we talked about this, the old man got excited. He grabbed the flame and stuffed it back into his sleeve, and said happily while walking: "I am in charge of many planes of cultivation, and it is inevitable that something will go wrong. As for you, after getting the system, Just help me deal with these problems, and if you do a good job, you can go to various planes to experience life!"

As he walked, the old man came to Mo Yun again, with his head held high and his chest held high, "In the cultivation plane, you are the first one to get here, so I am very optimistic about you!"

He patted Mo Yun on the shoulder encouragingly, but he didn't think that Mo Yun didn't care about gods or gods at all, he still stared at the word "Ye Wuchen" and said expressionlessly: "How do you get Master back? "

The old man sat down, resting his chin and frowning, as if thinking hard.

"Do you really want him back?"

"Ah."

"why?"

Mo Yun closed the book and thought about it seriously. Finally, a crack appeared on his always cold expression, and a shallow smile melted on his face: "I love him, and I want to tell him."

The soft voice diffused in the white space, like honey melting in water, sweet and ready to go.

The old man felt that something was wrong, how could this kid be so self-deprecating, so he slapped Mo Yun hard on the head: "Don't live up to it, tell him that you are satisfied? You will feel at ease if you get him!"

"Get, get Master?"

Two red clouds rose on Mo Yun's face. He felt that this idea was unrealistic, but he still couldn't help fantasizing about it.

Afterwards, he came to his senses and asked, "You mean, Master can come back?"

The white-bearded old man stroked his beard that grew to the floor, and said leisurely: "The main god can reverse the time and space of the plane."

"Back in time?"

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Mo Yun came to his senses, he put down the book in his hand and asked, "How can I become the Lord God?"

The white-bearded old man glanced at him and said meaningfully: "There are two methods, one is to bind the host to the system; the other is to bind the system to the host."

Mo Yun pondered for a while, then frowned: "How did you become the main god?"

"Uh... this, heaven, heaven's secrets must not be leaked."

"Is it?"

Mo Yun looked at him with a slight smile on his face.

"Speaking of which, this place is also a secret..."

He picked up the book and shook it at the old man with the white beard.

The white-bearded old man's eyes wandered for a moment, then he flicked his sleeves and smashed the jar:

"...Okay, okay, let me think about it, the Great Lord God saw that I have good professional ability, so he first let me be an intern Lord God, and then repaired a hundred loopholes in the plane according to the Great Lord God's request, and it was a matter of course. up."

"The Lord God?"

"Oh, the one above me."

Mo Yun looked at the old man with dark eyes, his meaning was unclear.

The old man was terrified by his stare, and he waved his hands speechlessly: "My lord is mysterious, it's useless to watch me..."

Mo Yun didn't speak, just stared at the old man expressionlessly, but somehow, the old man saw sadness from his cold paralyzed face.

How should I put it, after all, he is the first person to set foot on the origin of the plane.

So it's okay to be a bit biased.

"Why don't you lend me the position of your Lord God for a while, or help me go back in time."

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched instantly.

You shouldn't feel sorry for this kid.

"The main god needs to be authenticated by the great main god. Going back in time is similar to resetting the plane. At that time, the memory of everyone on the plane will disappear, including you who still belong to this plane."

"Oh, that can only make me the main god."

The white-bearded old man had black lines all over his face, but he still took the trouble to comfort him: "Otherwise, you can be a system, and if you bring a thousand hosts, the Lord God can grant one wish."

"too slow."

"Give it a try."

Mo Yun glanced at him leisurely, then nodded slowly in agreement.

……

A few months later, in a European-style building with a semicircular white roof under the clouds and sky, a handsome man held a sharp knife on his wrist and yelled at the round white hedgehog on the marble table: "I'm dead!"

And the white hedgehog on the table said: "Oh."

The man lost his temper for a moment, he pressed the thin blade on his wrist a little bit, and threatened: "If I die, you will never see Ye Wuchen again."

The white hedgehog was not threatened at all: "The Lord God will not die."

About two months ago, when Mo Yun was still human and the Lord God was still an old man, they had discussed this issue.

Mo Yun: "You said if I kill you, can I ascend the throne?"

The old man: "I said that the certification of the main god is required, and the main god will not die."

In short, when he arrived at this palace, the main god changed from an old man to a young man with a smell of books, and after Mo Yun became a system, he didn't want to live in the host's system space, so he transformed himself into a white hedgehog, walking in various planes. Run around freely.

And the main god named Qingjun was planning to threaten Mo Yun with death.

"Do you know what you have been doing these days!"

The white hedgehog transformed by Mo Yun rolled into a ball on the table, and said lazily, "What did I do?"

Qingjun trembled with anger.

"Let's not talk about the fact that you brought down the host, you brought down all my normal-thinking systems, how will this be settled!"

This is the person, the way he takes the host is simply rude, as long as he can complete the task, he will use any means, even——he would be extremely happy to send the host to someone else's bed himself!

Mo Yun regained his human body, sat on the marble table, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't my business number one? Is the host not satisfied? Are other systems not proud of me? Or, Lord God, haven't you been rewarded by the Great Lord God?" ?”

Qing Jun's words froze when he wanted to curse, he scratched his head, and carefully recalled the situation in the past few months.

Mo Yun's business is indeed number one, and the host is also very satisfied, but it just feels a little weird.

For example, Mo Yun personally sent the host to the villain's bed, for example, he can always see the host's careful thoughts about others, for example, he taught the host to fall in love...

He is an upgrade system, how did it become a strategy system?

Is it because I want to love so much that I become a love brain?

Thinking about it now, those systems under him are discussing how to send the host to someone else's bed every day, it's horrifying to think about it.

Qing Jun sighed, glanced at the man in white robe, and shouted helplessly in his heart:

What the hell did he collect!

After much thought, Qing Jun led Mo Yun to find the Lord God with a look of lovelessness.

They found the Great Lord God at the transfer station of the plane. At that time, the Great Lord God squinted his purple eyes, sitting on the swivel chair, looking at the book in his hand with a slight headache.

"The Lord God."

Qing Jun wore a gold-trimmed princely robe, with black hair half-draped around his waist, a jade crown tied on top, and a jade ribbon hanging down from the top of his hair. He held an elegant dust whisk in his hand, and after saluting to the Lord God, he explained his intentions.

The Great Lord God looked at the two blankly, then rubbed the black eyes, and turned to look at the expressionless Mo Yun.

His pair of red eyes are conspicuous, his demeanor is cold and elegant, and the moon white robe that covers him makes him even more icy and gorgeous.

The Lord God's eyes were a little blurry, he looked at Mo Yun carefully for a moment, and then asked in a puzzled way: "Ye Wuchen?"

Mo Yun was taken aback, he hadn't heard this name for a long time, but it was still the same as before - just a name could make his heart beat.

"You know him?"

As soon as Mo Yun spoke, the Great Lord God realized who he was. He bit the tip of his pen and quickly wrote something on the book in his hand.

"Of course, it took me a lot of energy to bind him back then, that kid is a bit strange..."

Mo Yun was a little puzzled: "What's so strange?"

The Great Lord God glanced at him, and changed the topic directly: "Let's not talk about this, you want to see Ye Wuchen, hey, come here."

Qing Jun lost his usual casualness in front of the Lord God, instead he brought Mo Yun in front of the Lord God very calmly, and then silently stepped aside.

Mo Yun stared at the Great Lord God, and the other side also looked at him.

Then, the Great Lord God put down the pen and paper in his hand, sighed softly, and stood up slowly.

The appearance of the Great Lord God looks very benevolent, even a little compassionate.There is a mark of a white palace on the cheekbone, and the unique purple eyes are like an abyss, casting a layer of mystery on him.

He slowly stretched out his index finger, and tapped on Mo Yun's brow.

Painless.

Mo Yun looked at the small house on the face of the Great Lord God, with a domed roof and white borders, it looked pretty on his face.

The main god withdrew his hand, and said calmly: "From now on, you will be the main god of the cultivation plane, Ye Wuchen..."

He wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut.

Mo Yun didn't bother to ask.

Gradually, he could feel something spread out between his eyebrows, enveloping his whole body generously, and then re-gathered to the center of his eyebrows, wandering around, and carved something in the center of his eyebrows.

Mo Yun nodded, there are too many planes of cultivation, it is impossible to be managed by only one main god, but he only needs to be able to go back in time.

When he arrived at Xie, he turned and left, thinking about how to speak the first words when he saw the master, feeling a little excited.

"and many more."

"Ok?"

The Lord God stared: "After going back in time, you can't tell what happened these days."

"Why?" Mo Yun was a little puzzled.

"When the main god descends to the plane, his power will be weakened. If you tell Ye Wuchen, it may cause some troubles that cannot be solved by your ability, such as the collapse of the plane..."

Mo Yun frowned, a little suspicious: "So serious?"

"Yes. If non-related personnel know about things outside the plane, it will cause the entire plane to collapse. That's why you are forced to come here after you know the truth."

After the Lord God finished speaking in one breath, he waved his hand wearily, motioning for the two of them to leave.

Returning to the European-style building, Qing Jun excitedly took his to another house: "Oh! You have a white dragon on your head. It's very beautiful. This is your palace. Put your hand on it for authentication."

Qing Jun put his hand on it, and an ordinary flat-roofed house suddenly turned into a magnificent ancient building.

Its eaves are like Ji, the corridors and verandas are distinct, the red paint is bright, the window lattice patterns are hollowed out, and the long lanterns hanging on the eaves are painted with green bamboos.

Looking at this familiar building, Mo Yun was a little startled.

"Magic Palace..."