Because of the relationship between the magic patterns, it is impossible for him to stay in the clan for a long time, unless there is something wrong with Elder Xuanyu, otherwise he will come back at most once a year to worship his father.

To condense the human pattern, you must condense the magic pattern at the same time. As for condensing the Demon Pattern, it is necessary to absorb the essence of life through killing. Mo Zhiyao was not mad enough to kill monks or ordinary people.

Therefore, the best place to cultivate is the Black Lotus Mountain Range. Among them, the endless demon beasts, while condensing the magic pattern, can also be used to quickly improve the actual combat experience, which is to kill two birds with one stone.

"Leave?why?Where are you going?" Elder Xuanyu, who didn't know the existence of the Demon Pattern, couldn't help but be stunned, not understanding why Mo Zhiyao wanted to leave the clan.

"That mysterious senior instructed me to return to the Black Lotus Mountain Range, only there can I quickly improve my cultivation and advance to the realm. Mo Zhiyao only used "him" as a reason, otherwise he really didn't know how to explain it.

Elder Xuan Yu pondered for a moment, then looked at Mo Zhiyao with a solemn expression and asked, "Zhiyao, do you know the identity of that mysterious senior, who is he, and why should he help you?"

Mo Zhiyao shook his head, he really didn't know this. Of course, there is some speculation, but it is not yet possible to say.

"When this mysterious senior took me, I only had ten months to live, and I was supposed to be mortally injured. In the past ten months of getting along, he has never said his identity and origin, until he died. ”

"He didn't mention to you who injured him, or asked you to help him avenge him or something?" Elder Xuanyu asked suspiciously. Mo Zhiyao shook his head, these two points, "he" never said it.

Elder Xuanyu frowned, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"By the way, Elder Xuanyu, tomorrow I plan to go to the Trial Hall first, then go to the clan ancestral hall to worship my father, and finally go to the Treasure Hall. Mo Zhiyao didn't want to say this again, for fear that Elder Xuanyu would ask something else and show his feet, after all, it was about the magic pattern, so he hurriedly diverted the topic.

The trial hall, which is dedicated to testing the cultivation of the children of the family, Mo Zhiyao went to register that he can now condense the human pattern, and in less than two months, Mo Zhiyao will be thirteen years old, according to the clan rules, anyone who can't condense the human pattern before the age of thirteen will be expelled from the clan.

"Well, I'll go with you then, and you'll stay with me tonight. Elder Xuanyu nodded, distracted. "That Mo Lang went out to run errands, he was not in the clan, it is estimated that he should come back tomorrow, if he meets him, with me, he will not dare to be too presumptuous. ”

Mo Zhiyao was suddenly surprised, no wonder he came back for almost half a day, and he didn't see that Mo Lang coming to provoke, it turned out that he was not in the clan.

At this moment, it was already late, Elder Xuanyu hurriedly ordered his subordinates to prepare dinner, and after using it with Mo Zhiyao, he chatted about something else, and then arranged for Mo Zhiyao to rest.

The next day, Mo Zhiyao and Elder Xuanyu had breakfast, and then went out together, first going to the Clan Trial Hall.

The person in charge of the affairs of the Trial Hall was Elder Mokong, one of the twelve elders of the clan. Seeing Mo Zhiyao coming, accompanied by Elder Xuanyu, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and he didn't know what was going on.

"Elder Mokong. Mo Zhiyao bowed and saluted, and his demeanor was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Brother Mokong. Elder Xuanyu also opened his mouth to greet him.

"Brother Xuanyu, why do you have time to come to me today, I don't know what is going on?" Elder Mo Kong smiled, greeted the two of them, and asked.

"Haha, Brother Mokong, there is nothing else, Zhiyao can already condense human patterns, so come to you, and bother your brother to give you a test and make a registration. Elder Xuanyu said with a smile, with unconcealed joy in his tone.

"Mo Zhiyao, has a human tattoo condensed?" Elder Mo Kong was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Mo Zhiyao, with a different color in his eyes.

Mo Zhiyao stretched out his left arm, opened his sleeves, and under the operation of internal force, three brilliant silver patterns flashed clearly, meeting Elder Mo Kong's eyes.

"Sandao!" Elder Mo Kong's eyes were even more shocked, and he hurriedly stepped over, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Zhiyao's wrist, and a trace of spiritual power crossed in. Mo Zhiyao did not resist, and let Elder Mo Kong investigate.

"Yes, it's a human pattern. Zhiyao, when were you able to condense the human pattern, why don't you come to me when you are condensing together?" Elder Mo Kong let go of the palm holding Mo Zhiyao's wrist and asked with a surprised expression.

"It's been less than a year, and I'm not in a hurry before, so I'm here at this time. Mo Zhiyao said in a faint voice.

"In less than a year, you have condensed three human patterns in a row?" If you were still surprised before, at this moment, Elder Mo Kong was shocked.

Even if it is relatively easy to condense the beginner-level human pattern, but generally speaking, it takes two to three years for the three human patterns, and Mo Zhiyao condenses three times in a year, which is incredibly fast, not to mention the previous Mo Zhiyao, but he is a well-known waste, and he can't think of it, and it is a blockbuster!

Seeing Elder Mo Kong's demeanor, Elder Xuan Yu's face was pale, and there was undisguised joy in his eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Brother Mo Kong, I want to trouble you to register it, Yao Yao will be thirteen years old soon, so as not to have some unnecessary twists and turns." ”

Twists and turns naturally refer to expulsion from the clan.

Elder Mo Kong glanced at Mo Zhiyao deeply, nodded, and said to Elder Xuanyu: "Brother Xuanyu, please rest assured, this is natural, I will register with Zhiyao." ”

After finishing speaking, Elder Mo Kong turned over his hand and took out a scroll of jade slips, and used it to refer to the pen, and the spiritual power input recorded Mo Zhiyao's human pattern.

"Hehe, then we won't bother, Brother Mokong. Today is Mo Cang's death day, and I have to go to the clan ancestral hall with Zhiyao, and I will come to visit my brother again when I have time in the future. Elder Xuanyu arched his hand and said, and Mo Zhiyao was also a gift, and the two of them walked out of the trial hall together.

"Mo Zhiyao, in a year, condenses three human lines. Mo Kong looked at the distant backs of the two of them, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: "It seems that the clan is going to be lively." ”

Mo Kong didn't know that the "lively" he was talking about had already started yesterday.

As one of the four major families in Iwacheng, the Mo family is extremely prosperous, and there are about 10,000 people in the clan plus guards, so the mansion covers an extremely wide area, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

The ancestral hall of the Mo clan, located in the west of the Mo family's mansion, displays the spiritual positions of the descendants of the Mo family in the past dynasties, but some have bones and ashes, and some do not. In the life of a monk, he has gone through countless dangerous tribulations, and there are many people who die like Mo Cang and can't even find their bodies.

Mo Zhiyao and Elder Xuan Yu came out of the Trial Hall and walked towards the ancestral hall of the clan to the west. Along the way, I met many patrolling guards and passing tribesmen. Either undisguised, or concealed, showing disdain for Mo Zhiyao, who was walking beside Elder Xuanyu.

For these gazes, Mo Zhiyao looked at them as if he had never seen them, his expression was calm, and he did not show the slightest abnormality.

For the clan, Mo Zhiyao was completely cold-hearted, and he didn't pay attention to how the clansmen's guards thought of themselves.

Elder Xuan Yu also sneered in his heart, it would not take a day for the news of Mo Zhiyao's success in condensing the three human patterns to spread throughout the entire clan, and at that time, I don't know how many people would drop their jaws in shock.

After walking about a cup of tea, the clan ancestral hall is already in sight.

The ancestral hall, which is all made of cyan mountain rocks, is magnificent and solemn, and there are two rows of guards standing at the door. Seeing Elder Xuanyu, he hurriedly bowed down collectively to salute, but as for Mo Zhiyao next to him, he just bowed his head slightly.

Elder Xuanyu nodded with a smile, and walked up the stairs with Mo Zhiyao, but he had just stepped on the first step, and the two of them turned their heads at the same time and looked behind them.

Seeing that Mo Zhiyao's reaction was not inferior to his own, a trace of surprise flashed in Elder Xuanyu's eyes, but before he could say anything, a figure as fast as thunder, with a whistling sound, accompanied by an angry roar, landed about ten zhang opposite the two of them.

"Brute, stop for Lao Tzu!"

The person who came was dressed in a red robe, with all kinds of gorgeous patterns embroidered with golden silk threads on the robe, short hair like a needle, a beard on his face, and a face of horizontal flesh, and his body was extremely burly and strong.

This person was menacing, the green tendons at the corners of his forehead bulged, and a pair of ringed eyes were shining with fierce light, staring at Mo Zhiyao viciously.

"Mo Lang, who are you shouting!" The originally gentle smile on Elder Xuanyu's face disappeared in an instant, and there was a cold glow in his eyes, he took a step forward, blocked in front of Mo Zhiyao, and said to the visitor in a cold voice.

The person who came, it was Mo Heng's father, Mo Lang, one of the twelve elders of the clan!

"Mo Xuanyu, this matter has nothing to do with you, you'd better get out of the way. Mo Lang was extremely arrogant, he didn't put Elder Xuanyu in his eyes at all, he came up and called him by his name, and at the same time stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Zhiyao. "I'm looking for that little brute!"

Elder Xuanyu's face was even more cold when he heard this, and the robes around him suddenly became windless, and there was a hunting sound.

"Mo Lang, you really can't be bullied by an old man!" As a fellow elder, Mo Xuanyu's age and qualifications are higher than Mo Lang's, and by his words, the anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano, and his majestic energy suddenly came out, approaching Mo Lang.

Mo Lang's face changed, Elder Xuanyu was usually easy-going, and indifferent to fame and fortune, except for the matter of Mo Cang's father and son, he basically did not express his opinion. Therefore, Mo Lang didn't look at it very much, but as a result, Elder Xuanyu was angry at the moment, and Mo Lang was shocked to realize that this honest man was by no means as simple as it seemed on the surface.

"Peng!" Mo Lang hurriedly sent out his talisman spiritual power to resist the mountain-like momentum that Elder Xuanyu rushed to his face. The two forces collided and made a muffled sound.

"Glare!" Mo Lang took a step back, his face becoming even more ugly. Elder Xuanyu's body did not move at all, as steady as a rock.

"Elder Xuanyu, this little beast seriously injured my son Mo Heng yesterday, and I came here today to ask him for an explanation. Under the anger of the right talent, there are many offenses in the words, and please bear with me. "Elder Xuanyu's arrogance was completely beyond Mo Lang's expectations, and with Elder Xuanyu's momentum, Mo Lang's attitude immediately changed a lot.

Elder Xuanyu didn't want to get too stiff with Mo Lang, after all, Mo Cang's relics were still in the Treasure Hall in charge of Mo Lang, and when he saw Mo Lang softened, he retracted his impressive momentum.

Seeing Elder Xuanyu dissipate his strength, Mo Cang breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at Mo Zhiyao behind him, and his eyes became fierce again.

"Elder Xuanyu, it's just right that you're here. Yesterday, this little beast beat my son Mo Heng to a serious injury for no reason, and I want him to give me an explanation for this matter!"

Elder Xuanyu frowned when he heard this, and was just about to speak, but Mo Zhiyao behind him took a step forward, looked at Mo Lang without the slightest fear, and said coldly: "Fight and fight, how are you going?"