Chapter 666: Master Mo's Gifts

As soon as he made a breakthrough in Guihong Realm, Yang Jian seemed to open the door to a new world. He was originally regarded as a talented and powerful ‘good seed’. He was placed high hopes but he would not put too much hope on him.
　　 When the return to the great realm broke through, the avenue of saints long ago appeared, and Yang Jian's water rose suddenly.
　　 A saint's reincarnation is more important than a genius monk, and he will be judged.
　　 First, all the saints in the tombs of the saints were alarmed by Yang Jian. The only question they wanted to ask was how to return the true spirits of the saints in the cloud, but Yang Jian did not get the exact answer.
　　 Then it was the master puppet master who ‘survived’ from the Taisu era. He also voluntarily summoned Yang Jian and brought Yang Jian into a magical ‘puppet workshop’.
　　Standing on a floating platform, watching the puppet moving like an ant below, watching the battle puppet that was quickly assembled and portrayed complicated restrictions, and sent directly to the outside...
　　 Yang Jian almost has a kind, he has entered the modern production workshop of his hometown on the earth, such an absurd illusion.
　　 The old man sat on a rocking chair, fumbled with his hands on his mouth, opened his face, removed a chin that was so precise that it made the scalp numb, and hit another chin.
　　 Soon, the old man’s mellow, silky, magnetic voice sounded: "Sit, don’t be restrained."
　　 Yang Jian lowered his head and glanced, just to see some small black particles converging on the floating platform, forming a square stool behind Yang Jian.
　　 Is this Tao Fa? Prohibition?
　　 "Thank you very much."
　　 Yang Jian lifted the hem of his robe, sat down properly, and kept looking around.
　　 The old man said: "It's just some tricks, which can't be used so much, it makes you laugh."
　　 "How can it be unbearable?" Yang Jian sighed, "If you have a senior, you can be an army of a world."
　　 The old man suddenly leaked a stiff smile, "You can talk, but these things of mine are really useless. When a strong enemy comes, the weakest person slaps me, ruining my entire life."
　　 Yang Jian couldn't help being silent.
　　 "Oh, not much to mention," the old man waved his hand. "Unsanctified is an ant in the end. I can't make a saint puppet, and it is an ant after all."
　　 "Predecessors shouldn't be too demanding on themselves. Now they are no better than Taishi and Taiji. It is extremely difficult to become a saint." Yang Jian comforted.
　　 The old puppet smiled and said: "You can call me Master Mo, you don't have to call my predecessor. If you are a saint reincarnated, you should be the old sage before Taishi, I should call your predecessor."
　　 Yang Jian couldn't help showing a little smile, the words "Master Mo" are really appropriate.
　　 "Maybe Mo Lao tell me more about the war of the year?"
"It's useless to talk about this, it will only make your Dao heart unstable," Mo Fuzi shook his head and refused. "You only need to go step by step, and your heart will hit the realm of the strong saint. Only when you take that step, you will have it. A real chance to live."
Master Mo sighed faintly, "When the Taisu era ended, we pinned our last hope on Pangu, but it was a pity that Pangu was knocked down by the opponent after a half-step difference. Fortunately, Pangu left behind the fire. , Although you are far behind the Taisu era, at least you hope to continue."
　　 These words are really ruthless...
　　 But what Master Mo said was the truth, Yang Jian knew it for a long time, and couldn't refute it.
　　 "How did Elder Mo make a quasi-sacred puppet?" Yang Jian asked, "Looking at the strength of the fourteen seniors, I am afraid that a saint of merit can also fight."
　　 "Hey, you don't want to know how to make the three of them," Master Mo sighed silently, saying that he didn't want to say, but he said slowly.
"Fourteen was originally my daughter. She was killed by those powerful enemies when she reached the quasi-sacred realm. I changed her body into a puppet, and intercepted most of the road that was about to collapse after the saint’s fall. In her body. That's why she has such strength."
"The other two, Puppet Six was originally my teacher’s work, and I was also carved into half of the Avenue of Saints. Puppet 36 is my last work. I used seven or eight Avenues of Saints on him. Unfortunately, only Created a four different image."
　　 Master Mo's words were filled with deep regret, but Yang Jian did not hear half of the grief.
　　 This is an expert who is so obsessed with the way of puppets that his six relatives don't recognize him. Yang Jian can't comment on it, he just feels a little helpless.
Master Mo’s godless eyes showed light for the first time. He was saying this: "At that time, there were sages falling, and the avenue of sages was adopted by me. Unfortunately, there are too few great treasures, and in the end there are only three of them. This world."
　　 Still, let's find another topic.
　　 "Old Mo, the juniors have always wanted to know how those powerful enemies retreated."
"I only know that they killed all the creatures in the Taisu realm, and they went to hunt down Pangu who broke through," Master Mo shook his head. "Actually, there was only one strong person who destroyed the strong enemy of the Taisu realm back then. As far as I know, when Tai Chi was destroyed, six strongest men appeared; when Taishi was destroyed, there were nine strongest breaths."
　　 Yang Jian couldn't help but stunned.
Master Mo said blankly: "The world of creatures is not from generation to generation, and these powerful enemies come and go without a trace. It is very likely that they came from some invisible world. We are not regarded as enemies by them. They just crushed us to death like stepping ants."
　　 "Otherwise, you think Pangu, a character who is half a step away from reaching the highest level, can be killed in the hands of these guys?"
　　 "It turned out to be like this," Yang Jian felt a headache.
　　 "Don't think too much about it, the time to come will always come. If you want to hide, you can't hide," Master Mo tapped a few fingers, the floating platform slowly floated, and several cabinets slowly floated in the distance.
　　 Master Mo said: "You can practice with peace of mind, don't care about other things, the sky will fall, it will fall, worrying about this and worrying about that every day is nothing but disturbing your mood."
　　 "Xie Mo will wake up."
　　 "Give you some benefits, you should hurry up and practice," Master Mo said plainly, and your cabinets were slowly unfolding, and there were rows of weapons inside.
　　 Master Mo said: "Some are weapons I built, and some I picked up after Taisu was destroyed. Take it, you should be able to use it."
　　 "Thank you, senior."
　　Yang Jian didn't twist anything, he really needed these magic weapons; and looking around, he was all innate spirit treasures, and most of them were weapons.
　　 The high-end combat power of the Black Spirit Kingdom is estimated to be able to improve a bit.
　　 Put a few large cabinets into the black turtle belt, Yang Jian just wanted to thank him, Master Mo stood at the corner of the floating platform, tilted his head and stared at the rotating wooden gear in the distance, as if he was asleep.
　　 "Old Mo, senior?"
　　 "There is still something for you," the old man called another cabinet, and a black long dress floated out of it.
　　 gleaming black lines with metallic texture, which seem to be mixed with gold, silver, and jade lines.
"If you encounter any danger, you have to survive first. Pangu failed in the end, because he couldn't hide before the life of Tai Su was about to die, so he took the initiative to jump out," the old man said quietly, "you must think To win over those who have reached the highest point long ago, we must do something extraordinary people can do."
　　 Yang Jian frowned. Although he couldn't agree with the old man's words, he didn't say anything.
　　 Individuals have personal ideas, even if they don’t agree, they should be respected.
　　 Taking over the black mysterious clothes, Yang Jian said, "Thank you, senior, for the treasure."
　　 "Let me think, what else can I give you."
　　 Master Mo tilted his head and thought for a while, then another cabinet was brought in and took a shuttle out of it.
"Every time you see you go in and out of Xuandu City, you cannot move in the Chaos Sea without being sanctified," Master Mo said, "This is the only treasure, made of thirty-six scraps, and it's pressed inside. A short section of Saints’ Avenue, from here to your prehistoric, you will be there in three hours."
　　 Yang Jian was surprised.
　　 Master Mo turned his head to admire Yang Jian's surprised expression, a little smug in his godless eyes, but he didn't say much.
　　 The shuttle came into Yang Jian's hands, and Yang Jian was holding on to it.
　　 Master Mo called him to come, purely to give him some benefits, let him continue to work hard, climb the peak bravely, and become the future support of the creatures.
　　 Yang Jian did not make a pretentious refusal. After thanking the old man, he was ‘driven’ out by the old man.
　　 "Let's go, I have nothing to give you, don't die too early, it's better to be a coward than to die early."
　　 Yang Jian except for a wry smile, really didn't know how to respond.
　　 flew outside the city of Xuandu, Yang Jian held the palm-sized shuttle in his hand and played with it, and touched the ring on the tip of the shuttle with his finger. The shuttle quivered slightly, and a little rhyme overflowed everywhere.
　　 Great Avenue?
　　 Yang Jian hadn't reacted yet, the shuttle took off his hand and flew up, as if slowly flying out of an invisible pocket, slowly expanding, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a shuttle of ten feet in size.
　　 Divine Consciousness tried to look inside the shuttle, but only felt that there was an endless wall in front of it, completely blocked.
　　The point is, this shuttle has no door, unlike Ao Xinke’s Dragon Clan Secret Treasure Boat, which has a door to enter.
　　 Step forward, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Yang Jian walked into the shuttle without hindrance, and looked at the bare walls.
　　 There is a sand table in the most central position. Yang Jian walked to the sand table. The sand table trembled slightly, and a cloud of gray mist emerged.
　　 Chaos?
　　 Yang Jian felt a little dumb in his heart, and remembered the words of the saint Can Ling said before. They seemed to have revealed a fact that the primordial monks did not know.
　　 Chaos has boundaries.
　　 There was a faint light flickering in the fog. Yang Jian looked at it. The fog suddenly "stretched", like the three-dimensional map that can be zoomed in and out in Yang Jian's memory.
　　 In a blink of an eye, Yang Jian saw that the flickering spot of light was the shuttle itself, saw the microcosm of Xuandu City behind the shuttle, and saw the Hei Ling Nation, which was slowly approaching Xuandu City from ‘a few feet’ away.
　　 suddenly raised his head, only shock remained in Yang Jian's eyes.
　　The fog swarms all over the inside of the shuttle, with the shuttle as the center of the circle, it spreads for an unknown distance, and the situation in the sea of ​​chaos can be vaguely seen.
　　 I can’t tell how many countries there are, how far away they are, but Yang Jian knows...
　　 He really got the treasure this time.
　　 With a thought, Yang Jian pointed his finger near the Black Spirit Kingdom. The light spot in the ‘Mist Map’ could be seen trembling slightly, and then ‘slowly’ sliding towards the place Yang Jian pointed.
　　 And Yang Jian also felt a slight tearing sensation. He raised his head and looked around, the divine sense could spread outward, and Xuandu City disappeared at the edge of the divine sense at an extremely fast speed.
　　 After a while, Yang Jian walked out of the shuttle and scratched his head when he looked at the Heiling Kingdom slowly flying in front of him.
　　 Master Mo...
　　 Shenren.