Chapter 1832: Upright

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Chapter 1832 Hao Ran Righteousness
"These people come to you to complain about heaven, and it won't be a month!"
"It seems that the identity of these people is not easy!"
Listening to the resentment, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold mang.
"The identity of these people is not simple. They just live in this grieving world. They seem to be waiting for someone!"
"The original resentment said that these people did not submit to the master of the world, but now they resent that you submit to him. It seems that these people are waiting for him!"
The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something. Mo Wentian's eyes flashed.
In the eyes of five hundred people, the light was even brighter.
"Boss, what exactly are these people?"
"Why is he willing to surrender to you, does it mean that these people will not surrender to anyone?"
And at this moment, Xiaoxiong looked at Mo Wentian and said with a doubt on his face.
"I don't know!"
"The identity of these people, one day, we will know!"
"They're surrendering now, which is also a good thing, but they can't fully believe it, just look at it first!"
The icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's expression also dignified.
"Boss, now everyone in the heavens has surrendered, then ..."
The next moment, Xiaoyan's eyes flashed a light, she asked in a deep voice.
Xiaoyu always remembered that Mo Wentian said that he would take it to conquer the world ahead.
He has also been waiting to go to another world and conquer the other world. He has not shot for some time, and he feels uncomfortable.
"Rectify the heavens!"
"After seven days, go to the next world!"
Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold pride.
At this moment, Mo Wentian seems to be a born king. The king's coercion is even more powerful.
The terrible and endless power spread, and the disciples who resented Heaven who had just surrendered Mo Wentian could not help shaking at this moment.
"Resentment, resentment!"
The next moment, it seemed to be remembering something, Mo asked Tian coldly.
"Yes, master!"
"Yes, Master!"
...
With Mo Wentian's words, Yu You and Yu Ming, two figures, appeared in front of Mo Wentian instantly.
Looking at Mo Wentian, the eyes of the two men were full of firmness.
"Resentment, resentment, count the disciples in this world!"
"Every disciple, give me a copy of the data!"
Looking at the grievances and grievances, Mo Wentian's expression was extremely indifferent. In the low voice, it was almost cold that could freeze people.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, master!"
Resentment and resentment agreed quickly.
"By the way, this emperor is going to repair it in this resentment of heaven, this temple of resentment in heaven, don't let other people come in these seven days!"
Suddenly, what seemed to be thinking, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a light, cold voice.
"Yes, Master!"
"Yes, master!"
Resentfulness and resentment, looking at Mo Wentian, looked very respectful.
"Buzz ..."
After speaking, Mo Wentian didn't hesitate in the slightest, the figure flashed and disappeared into the void.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan Huantian and Tianhu quickly followed up.
As soon as Mo Wentian and others left, countless disciples of resentment against the heavens were discussed.
"The strength of the lord is so terrible!"
"The master's cultivation is really only the middle period of the emperor?"
"It's impossible? The master's cultivation must not only be in the middle of the emperor's state, but his cultivation must have reached the state of heaven, at least!"
"Even if the master's cultivation has reached the state of heaven, this strength is really shocking!"
"Follow the Lord, we must not be worse!"
...
Each figure looked at the direction in which Mo Wentian disappeared, and a look of admiration rose in his eyes.
At this moment, Mo Wentian has become a respectable existence in their hearts.
Having said that, these disciples have hurriedly practiced one by one.
After a quarter of an hour.
The figures of Mo Wentian and others appeared in the hall of resentment heaven when they appeared again.
"Boss, this resentment in the heavens is really too heavy!"
As soon as he entered the hall, Xiaoyan's brow frowned slightly.
"This resentment is really heavy!"
"These grievances are the root of these disciples' cultivation, but this grudge is too evil for cultivation!"
Listening to Xiao Yan's words, Mo Wentian's eyes flashed a cold mang.
"Boss, this resentment is too evil. Is it also harmful to the practitioners?"
The small figure flickered, fell on Mo Wentian's shoulder, looked at Mo Wutian, and asked with a little confusion.
"Yes!"
"This resentment is too evil after all, and it's not good after all to practice it!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian's brow tightened.
In fact, at the moment Mo Wentian's heart raised an idea.
That is to transform these resentment into Hao Ran righteousness, and also to change the physique of these disciples, and all the resentment in the body into Hao Ran righteousness.
In this way, for these disciples, that is a tremendous benefit.
However, it was too difficult to implement this, and for a while, he couldn't help it.
"Buzz ..."
And just as Mo Wentian was doing nothing, in the hall, a wave of void wave came.
Immediately, a figure appeared in the hall.
This figure is the old man of ancient books.
With the appearance of the old man of ancient books, there is that ancient book.
"Booming ..."
The ancient book was opened when it came out.
As the ancient book opened, a brilliant light rose from the ancient book.
"Boy, you have a good idea!"
"This is not a solution!"
The old man of the ancient books gave a slight grin and raised a radian of the road.
In the eyes of Mo Wentian, there was a flash of light.
"Old Books Seniors!"
"For the moment, you still have a solution, right?"
Looking at the old man of the ancient books, Mo Wentian's brow opened up instantly, and he asked quickly.
"Boy, this solution is naturally available!"
"It's just that this matter has to be resolved, but it's not so easy!"
"And it's not enough to rely on you alone!"
Gently sighing, in the eyes of the old man of ancient books, there was a touch of complex light, and the thick voice could not help suppressing it for a few minutes.
"Not enough on my own?"
"Seniors of ancient books, who else needs help?"
Mo Wentian looked at the old man of ancient books, and almost came out subconsciously.
"I!"
After groaning for a while, the old man of ancient books spit out a word from his mouth.
"you?"
"Predecessors of ancient books, would you like to help me, these disciples who resent the heavens are, for me now, the basis of my foothold in the heavens!
Listening to the old man from the ancient books, Mo asked Tian slightly for a moment, and returned to God.
After thinking for a while, Mo asked the genius slowly.