Lao Jiang returned to the bitter wood realm with satisfaction.

As a result, as soon as he came back, he met the head summoned him and hurried to the Moshan Hall, the main peak of Moshuang Mountain.

The hundred-foot sculpture of Juzi is still placed in front of the main hall of the sect, holding a book in his hand as I remember, looking into the distance in the sea of ​​clouds, showing a mysterious smile.

But the main hall of this sect is much deserted.

In the past, there were inner disciples working here and filling the storefront. Now the entire inner and outer sects are busy. This place, which should have been the core building of the sect, seems to have been forgotten.

Lao Jiang tidied up his clothes outside the hall gate, stepped into the hall gate, and saw his Mo Jun standing in the center of the hall with his hands on his back.

I was looking at the picture of the Immortals on the wall of the hall.

He was wearing a black Taoist robe and swayed gently behind him. Today, it seemed that he had not even combed his Taoist bun well. He simply tied up his long hair and let the ends hang behind him.

In Boss Jiang's mind, his own leader is a standard behind-the-scenes riddleman. He doesn't like talking too much and is elusive, as if he doesn't care about everything.

But when something really happened, I realized that the head of the sect had already made some arrangements in secret.

It is difficult to communicate with such people.

After all, you can't even meet someone. Do you still have to play the trick of having sex for a long time?

But having such a mysterious and powerful person on top of it really makes Lao Jiang have a clear mind no matter what he does.

He even felt that even if he and his senior sister secretly killed Fang Qingyun and told the head of the sect, Mo Jun would definitely tell him not to worry, that he had already prepared.

To be honest, since Lao Jiang got started a year ago and exposed his secret, Mo Jun is "indulgent" to Lao Jiang, and basically never cares about what Lao Jiang does in private.

He even took the initiative to send out the secret technique of the star array to help Lao Jiang make trouble in all walks of life.

Jiang Xia didn't know why the head of the sect did this.

But he was sure that the head's help had his own purpose. In addition to exploring the remains of Mohist families from all walks of life, there were definitely other purposes.

But the head of the sect didn't want to say it clearly, so Lao Jiang didn't ask.

It's just like there's a tacit understanding between the two.

"When I heard Xiao Yan'er come to pay my respects yesterday, you and Xiao Chu'er have three treasures, and you and his disciples in the sect have driven out the doomsday disaster in the little spiritual world?"

"Yes, Master."

Lao Jiang leaned over and replied:

"It's not only our Moshuang Mountain that is involved, but also enthusiastic friends from several other secret realms. I personally only made some insignificant contributions."

Speaking of this, Jiang Xia took out the Xuantian sword weapon from the ring with a silence, handed it back to Mo Jun with both hands, and said:

"The head of the sect gave me spiritual treasures to my master and to show my monastery outside the territory. Now that the great thing has been completed, this treasure should be returned to the head of the sect."

"You can take it yourself and use it. Just treat it as the gift of your savings of creatures in the world."

Mo Jun didn't look back at all, and said casually:

"Besides, this treasure does not match my mind and nature, and it is too noisy."

Look!

What is grand? What is style?

The good spiritual treasure, who is also attacking and defense, gives it as much as you say, without even frowning. He is worthy of being the head of my Mo family. This hand-to-face alone makes Lao Jiang sincerely convinced.

A simple thought that Mo Jun is really a caring person comes to my heart.

But Lao Jiang is so smart.

He knew very well that this spiritual treasure was not given casually.

Sure enough, the next moment, the head asked:

"What's going on in the Spirit of Eden?"

"Well."

Lao Jiang glanced at the Xuantian sword weapon in his hand. He gritted his teeth and returned the sword weapon in his hand, saying:

"It's not that the disciples wouldn't tell the leader truthfully, it's really too much to do in that world. They are as powerful as me in the Kumu Realm. Even if all the Immortal Alliance is dispatched, the other party will have the power to fight.

Before you completely see through the secrets of that world, you dare not say more."

"Is this how?"

Mo Jun nodded and made another whisker twisting action. After a few breaths, he asked:

"Can they survive the end of the heavenly tribulation?"

"Well, it should be considered a passing."

Lao Jiang answered truthfully:

"And it also preserves a fairly complete power, but as far as the disciples know, they are not all required to survive the natural disasters, and they should also be damaged.

And it is a deep wound that has not recovered until today.

Cooperating with disciples is also to find a way out for their civilization.

But they are really good at fighting.

One or two bitter seas passed by, and they were the ones who delivered the food.”

"So this matter is related to my Mohist family?"

The head asked again.

This time, Lao Jiang did not need to hide it, and his answer was open and honest. He pointed to the sculpture of a giant outside the hall and said:

"The Edens not only received help from my Mo family, but also from my Mo family's great men. The great men are now regarded as 'saints' by them and are commemorated in their civilization."

Lao Jiang's answer obviously touched Mo Jun.

He raised his head and looked at the black-clothed man closest to him in the Momen Group Immortal Picture in front of him. The light in his eyes became brighter and his waist became more and more straighter.

Behind him, Lao Jiang said again:

"The head of the sect, our giant still left something in the world of Eden, but it was clear that only his true descendants were qualified to use it.

I suspect that the juke is referring to you.

Perhaps after finding your ancestors in the West Sea, I should take you to the World of Eden and retrieve the things that the master has left.

It must be something very important to be able to be entrusted by the master so carefully."

"I?"

Mo Jun laughed silently.

He turned around and still had the thin but elegant cheeks, but there was a touch of playful smile on his face.

Shaking his head and saying to Lao Jiang:

"It's not necessarily me."

"I was determined to save the world back then. If my great son had the temper of the past, he would have been angry when he saw the current bitter wood realm, and personally held a sword and demolished this evil place.

But what you said is that people who are not inherited by Juzi are not allowed to use it, but I know what he means.

That inheritance thing should be in the ancestral traces of the West Sea.

If you are lucky, you will be able to find this thing."

Looking at the expression on the head's face, Lao Jiang whispered uneasy:

"Sector Master, I met the Immortal Lord of Chanyi in Nanhuang a few days ago. He told me that you have plans to demolish the house now. I know that the leader is a person with a rift in his heart. If you don't want to say it, it's useless if I ask.

But please let the head of the sect give me a plan.

Our Moshuang Mountain..."

Boss Jiang looked around and asked in a low voice:

"Are you following the rule of the Immortal Alliance? Or is it against his mother?"

"Don't listen to him, Mo Chanyi's nonsense."

Mo Jun seemed to have never heard Lao Jiang's crazy remarks at all, and he responded calmly:

"Even if I want to demolish the house, I don't have the ability. What Mo Chanyi should be worried about is someone else. Well, you shouldn't think about it, don't think too much.

Even if I lose myself, your master and your uncle will be with you. It’s not your turn to fight against the Immortal Alliance.

After all, the future of this bitter wood realm cannot be decided by one or two people."

"All right."

When Lao Jiang heard this, he knew that the leader was talking riddles again.

He glanced at the Xuantian sword weapon in his hand and said to the leader:

"It's probably dangerous to go to the West Sea. Master, if you don't have a sword in your hand, how should you defend against the enemy?"

"I use this."

The head chuckled and a small thing popped up casually.
To be continued...