Chapter 1802: The Prelude to the Comedy

"Qing Yun, you were too reckless just now, in case you are upset with your ancestor, you will be in trouble."
On the way back to the residence, the sword-sword craftsman looked dignified and said a word of fear.
In his opinion, Mo Qingyun's performance was just too reckless.
Mo Qingyun's tough hit against Tengmeng was still within his acceptance range.
However, Mo Qingyun and Tian Zhong talked about the conditions, which made them somewhat confused.
"Master, you don't know."
Hearing the words of the sword-shaker, Mo Qingyun shook his head with a smile, and said, "If I am like other people, I won't be able to gain the respect of the ancestors of Heaven."
"how do I say this?"
The burning sword master was baffled and could not understand the meaning of Mo Qingyun's words.
In the eyes of the sword-shaven master, Mo Qingyun smiled slyly, saying, "In today's Celestial Demon Clan, the factional differentiation is too serious, and there are fears among various factions, which makes everyone worry about doing things and cannot do it. Just let it go. "
The sword-setter continued to nod his head and agreed with Mo Qingyun's words.
Although he agreed with Mo Qingyun's words, the sword-setter was still puzzled and felt that it had nothing to do with Mo Qingyun.
Mo Qingyun's words continued and continued: "The situation of the Soul Demon Clan today is just like the same stagnant water. There is a state of lifelessness in the ethnic group. Without a bit of vigor, this will only make the tribe more decadent."
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the expression of the sword-shaker was shocked, and he understood what Mo Qingyun was referring to.
The sword-burning artisan asked: "Do you mean that the ancestors of heaven give you the demon of punishment, but let you go boldly, and make the whole community upside down?"
"That should be it."
Mo Qingyun nodded, and said his guess, and said, "But whether or not this is the case, I still need to verify it slowly."
"This is not a big deal, it really needs to be considered from a long perspective."
After listening to Mo Qingyun's analysis, the sword-sculptor's expression was dignified, and he quickly reminded Mo Qingyun.
In his opinion, this matter involves Tian Zhong, so there can be no negligence.
If it causes serious dissatisfaction, no one can save Mo Qingyun, and Mo Qingyun is really dead.
Tian Zhong's identity and status in the Demon Soul Clan, even if he is a general sacred power, cannot be compared with him.
Next, Mo Qingyun walked and talked, and returned unconsciously to his place.
Mo Qingyun returned to his residence, and he was separated from the sword-sword master, and returned directly to his courtyard.
Back at his place of residence, Mo Qingyun did not rush into the land of creation, but released his soul power to perceive the surroundings.
He was worried that Tian Zhong's wretched old man was secretly peering at him again.
When Mo Qingyun carefully sensed, he caught the attention of the six-eared macaque, helping him sense the surroundings together.
"Master, there is a thought of a strong man in the divine realm, just flashed from here."
When the six-eared macaque found something wrong, he immediately sent a message to Mo Qingyun, reminding Mo Qingyun to be careful.
Upon hearing the reminder from the six-eared macaque, Mo Qingyun's face was clear, and the guess in his heart had the answer.
"Sure enough, Tian Zhong's insignificant old man spied on me secretly."
After learning that Tian Zhong peered in the dark, a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Qingyun's mouth, and said secretly, "It is not easy to want to observe me silently."
Mo Qingyun thought of it that way, he no longer hesitated, and immediately took out some material for refining.
Taking out the material from the array, Mo Qingyun no longer wastes time, and immediately sets up the array method.
Strange handprints were condensed in Mo Qingyun's hands and entered into the materials of the refining array.
These materials of the array were stamped, and Mo Qingyun was thrown to all corners, and became the base of the formation.
For several hours, Mo Qingyun stopped his movements, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
At this moment, a mist-like light curtain appeared over the courtyard of Mo Qingyun.
"It's done!"
Seeing the misty light curtain in his yard, Mo Qingyun's face showed a bright smile, and said, "Old man, now I want to see, how can you peep my whereabouts."
Although Tian Zhong is not malicious, Mo Qingyun is very reluctant to expose his secrets to others.
Right now, inside Tianzhong Palace.
"Well, my consciousness is cut off by the formation. I didn't expect this boy to be proficient in formation."
Finding that his consciousness was isolated, Tian Zhong immediately made a suspicion, which was very unexpected.
He did not expect that Mo Qingyun also had extraordinary talents in the front line.
"In that case, I spied secretly, and I have been found by that kid."
Seeing this situation, Tian Zhong thought for a while and guessed the general situation.
Tian Zhong thought of this, his brows frowned, and he said to himself: "I was obviously aware of that kid's body just now. It seems that there is a lot of secrets about the saint. This kid seems to have a lot of secrets."
Tian Zhong whispered to himself, he stopped thinking about it, and the figure entered Tian Zhong Palace.
"Meet the Ancestors of Heaven!"
Seeing Tian Zhong entering the palace, Jiang Shangyao and others showed respectfulness and immediately greeted Tian Zhong.
With regard to the actions of Jiang Shangyao and others, Tian Zhong nodded indifferently, and his body floated above the hall, saying, "Shang Yao, how many days are left before the next master chooses?"
"Back to the ancestors of Tianzhong, there is still a little more than a year."
Jiang Shangyao figured it out and reported to Tian Zhong the day when the leader was selected.
After listening to Jiang Shangyao's report, Tian Zhong showed a bright smile and said, "In this way, you can still make a selection."
"Selection of circles?"
Jiang Shangyao's expression was stunned, and he looked at Tian Zhong with a look of astonishment, stunned, "Tian Zhong, the ancestor, has only been more than a year away from the election of the lord. Ability to fight for the Lord. "
"With or without this ability, this is the thing of those little guys, and it is our thing not to hold it."
Ignoring Jiang Shangyao's persuasion, Tian Zhong smiled deeply, thinking silently of his plan.
Upon hearing Tian Zhong's words, Jiang Shangyao's horse was stunned and said, "Tian Zhong ancestors, did you arrange this to help Mo Qingyun and stir up the water of the Tianhun Devil?"
"Good!"
Tian nodded his head, affirmed Jiang Shangyao's speculation, and said, "This way, before holding the selection of the world, hold a heaven soul group grand party, and let the talented juniors in the clan participate together. . "
"Yes, I understand."
Jiang Shangyao nodded, thinking for a moment, and then said, "Heavenly ancestors will arrange the Tianmu group heroes three months later. What will be the date when the Mozu ancestors monument is opened, and then they can reward the juniors who perform well and enter the magic See and practice in Zubei Garden. "
"That's a good suggestion, just do what you say."
Hearing Jiang Shangyao's suggestion, Tian focused a bit and gave some advice to Jiang Shangyao.
Immediately, Tian Zhong again explained to Jiang Shangyao that he flew out of Tian Zhonggong.
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