"Formation." Mo Zhi said listlessly, "Is there something wrong with Senior Brother looking for me?" ”

"Is it convenient to get in?" Shameless glanced into the room, but fortunately, the room was still clean.

"Okay." Mo Zhiyu still responded listlessly, walked towards the house, and with a gesture, the kettle on the table that had only been changed yesterday moved, and poured water into the cup.

This is his greatest achievement these days. Because he can sit motionless in the room, especially when he is paralyzed.

Surprise flashed in Wuyan's eyes, and he knelt down at the table, looked at the water glass that automatically moved in front of him, and said, "It seems that your cultivation is good." ”

"What's good?" Mo Zhiyu sat down cross-legged in frustration, "I can't even draw a formation diagram." ”

"You don't have to be in such a hurry." Wuyan picked up the cup and looked at it unintentionally, after all, looking at Mo Zhiyu's appearance, he was very worried about whether there was anything unclean in the water, "I heard the masters of the formation department say that it takes at least a few decades of cultivation to draw a formation diagram with cinnabar. You're just not good at drawing now, but you're already very talented. ”

"Really?" Mo Zhiyu was stunned when he heard the words of Wuyan. It takes decades for cinnabar to draw a formation diagram, and now he can use Yuan Force to gather the array, so isn't it a genius among geniuses? But thinking that there is still a genius among geniuses living in his body, he is in a bad mood.

After Wuyan was sure that this glass of water could be drunk, he took a sip lightly and said, "I came to inform you this time that the day after tomorrow, the Sword Discussion Conference will be held." When the young elites of the four continents gather together, it is very likely that there will be some people who are secretly competing, so you should prepare well. ”

"Got it." Mo Zhiyu is still listless, compared to the cultivation of the formation technique, what are those boys?

Wuyan looked at Mo Zhiyu's appearance, shook his head slightly, and then took out a very thick bamboo slip and put it on the table, saying: "Although your current growth and talent can be regarded as the best in the world, but 'be careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Boat'." Here's what we've put together these days, and it might be helpful for you to take a look. ”

Mo Zhiyu raised his eyes, and the bamboo slip automatically opened a part of the table, which was less than half of the bamboo slip and occupied the entire horizontal tabletop. And the words on it are small and dense, you can know what a thick stack of information this is.

However, with the current divine consciousness ability of the ink delirium, it is not difficult to memorize this volume of information.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. A man ran to the door panting, barely stopping. He pressed the door frame and shouted at the room: "Second uncle, uncle" He saw Mo Zhiyu's appearance, and was stunned for a while before he finished the next two words, "Are you there?" ”

Mo Zhi nodded listlessly, raised his finger and looked faceless. Wuyan looked at the door and asked lightly, "Master Wubai, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Uncle Master," Wu Bai walked in, knelt down at the table, and said anxiously, "It's the case I told you about before that there is a new situation. Another corpse appeared this morning, this time it was no longer an ordinary city citizen, we have already verified, it is a disciple of the Phantom Spirit Palace! ”

Wuyan nodded lightly: "What are the details?" ”

"Same as before." Wu Bai said, "The deceased should have died last night, the blood all over his body was drawn clean, and he was shriveled like a dried corpse that had been dead for a long time!" ”

Mo Zhiyu listened to Wubai's description, and couldn't help muttering: "Vampire? ”

Wu Bai immediately shifted his attention to Mo Zhiyu, patted the table and asked, "Second Senior Uncle, have you heard of it?!" ”

Mo Zhiyu snorted and said, "I've just heard some ghost stories from the sidelines. There is a thing that lives by sucking blood, so it is very bluntly called 'vampire'. They don't grow old or die, and they're extremely handsome. Afraid of the sun, they go out day and night, and they specialize in luring ignorant maidens and sucking their blood dry! Mo Zhiyu said with his eyebrows fluttering, and he was stunned for a moment.

"The one who has lived the longest in this world is the Xuanwu Gong of Xuanwu Pavilion, he is already old and unhuman, this is because he has a special life soul." Wuyan said lightly, "So there will be no immortal thing in the world, either people or demons that are almost extinct." ”

A flash of inspiration flashed in Wu Bai's mind, and he hurriedly said: "Hearing what Second Senior Uncle said, I remembered that there is a branch of the evil sect called the 'Blood Demon Sect', which specializes in cultivating exercises with the blood of living people. Could it be someone from an evil sect who will commit the crime? ”

Hearing the word "evil gate", a strange look flashed in Mo Zhiyu's eyes. If Wanwan came to make trouble at the Sword Conference because of the matter of the stone plaque, it was not impossible. But he had never seen Wanwan use such bloody methods before, and it should be unlikely that she did it. ”

Wuyan shook his head slightly: "What is the evil sect coming out for at this time?" Provocation? It is still unclear which forces are responsible for this, or whether it is mainly a search for new arrivals. ”

"We've asked the patrol battalion to investigate, and we'll have an answer tomorrow." Wu Bai grabbed Wu Yan's arm and shook it missionarily, almost crying in pain, "Uncle Master, you must help me." If this case can't be solved, Master will definitely stare at me to death with his eyes! ”

Wu Bai's words were a bit exaggerated, but Mo Zhi thought about Luo Bingqing's appearance, and he was not far from killing people with his eyes.

Then Wuyan was entangled by Wubai and left, Mo Zhi waved his hand lazily, then picked up the toiletries, and prepared to take a bath and shave first. After all, the sword conference is coming, and the genius girls from all over the world will come, so they can't spoil the image.

On August 2, 2047, the opening ceremony of the Sword Conference.

Mo Zhiyu stepped on the spot as usual, and when the appointed time was about to arrive, he walked slowly to the gate of Tianxing Yuan and took a carriage. Because the location of the Sword Conference was not in Chang'an City, but in the north of Chang'an, near Lishan, the territory of the Sword Heng Sect.

How can it take four hours to travel from Chang'an to Lishan, Wuyan is the person in charge this time, and he has to ride a horse to lead the team in front, Mo Zhiyu is now idle without a job, and of course he plans to sleep.

The men and horses of Tianjian Mountain set off, and the carriage swayed and drove from the street where Tianxing Yuan was located to the main avenue. Mo Zhiyu lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw more than one person on the avenue such as Tianjian Mountain. Today is the day to go to Lishan, and the major sects will naturally set off at about the same time.

Mo Zhiyu heard the sound of footsteps, and then saw Luo Bingqian riding a horse and running happily to the car window, and then looked at Mo Zhiyu very excitedly, and said, "Senior brother, I heard that the scenery in the suburbs of Chang'an is very beautiful, and the weather is so good today, don't you come out to ride a horse to play?" ”

"Even if civilization has developed for thousands of years, this world, after all, is still the law of the jungle, and it is still better than this." Hu Hansan compared his fists. - The next chapter: The legend of the Emperor Chentian