The beginning of the immortal chaos body: the demon emperor's wife asks for sticking

Chapter 108 The Dean is the real old man! The treasure: Wandao Hongmeng Sword Tomb is online!

Hearing Gu Changkong's questioning voice, Mo Feng's eyes widened, and he looked at Gu Changkong with determination and affirmation and said: "I have always been convinced by the teacher's teachings. The teacher is indeed worthy of being a powerful person with both virtue and talent."

"The disciple is so convinced by the teacher that he is completely convinced."

"Hmm~"

Looking at Mo Feng who had become very active in front of him, Gu Changkong nodded with satisfaction, with a smile in his eyes, and made a gesture of reaching out to touch his beard.

The result was an awkward one.

Because he has no beard.

Mo Feng, who had been behaving himself well after being punished by Gu Changkong, laughed wildly in his heart when he saw Gu Changkong's embarrassing behavior.

You old Biden, why are you pretending to be so big and powerful without even a beard?

When one day I am stronger than you, I will let you know what a traitor is.

He had planned everything, but he had never expected that this old bastard would be even more insidious than him.

In his life, he has never suffered any loss except at the hands of the old man.

And now, after only being in Tianyu Academy for a short time, he had already suffered two or three losses at the hands of Gu Changkong, the old man.

Moreover, it was a huge loss.

Feeling the blow of Gu Changkong's love reminded Mo Feng of the old man.

I remember that when I was tricked by the old man into going up the mountain, I couldn't stand the hard training and wanted to escape, but the old man beat me severely with his No. 42 shoe horn.

In fact, he was originally a sunny boy.

It was because he had been following that old guy and learning for too long that he was infected by him and had the attributes of Old Six.

And now, looking at Gu Changkong who was feeling rather embarrassed, Mo Feng actually saw a hint of the old man in him.

At this moment, Mo Feng was suddenly stunned.

"Well, since you know you are wrong, let this sword tomb recognize its master first."

"The sword tomb's method of recognizing its master is not to drip blood, but to use one's own soul to lead it into the tomb and bind it to you. Only then will the sword tomb recognize you as its master."

Hearing Gu Changkong's words, Mo Feng was slightly stunned: "Soul?"

"Yes, it is the soul."

"Put your soul close to it. If it does not know the Lord, your soul will not fit into it at all."

"Being able to blend in means it chooses to recognize you as its master."

Seeing the doubt in Mo Feng's eyes, Gu Changkong smiled at him.

"Okay, I'll try."

Hearing Gu Changkong's words, Mo Feng took out the so-called sword tomb that Gu Changkong mentioned, closed his eyes and concentrated, began to mobilize his soul, condensed into a thin thread, and slowly approached the sword tomb.

When Mo Feng led his soul towards the sword tomb, he could clearly feel a huge suction force coming from the fire stick in his hand, pulling his soul into it.

"what!!!"

As Mo Feng's soul was sucked into the sword tomb in his hand, Mo Feng, who had originally closed his eyes and concentrated, suddenly opened his eyes. Veins on his face were full of pain, and his body was twitching constantly.

The pain of having his soul torn apart was almost as painful as when his body was transformed during the sacrifice system. Mo Feng completely doubted his life due to the pain.

However, this kind of pain that was being extracted from his soul allowed him to feel the pain clearly while preventing him from fainting.

Gu Changkong, who was standing not far from Mo Feng, looked at the sudden change in front of him without showing any surprise on his face.

Instead, he stood aside, looking at Mo Feng, whose expression had become extremely ferocious due to the pain, with a trace of pity in his eyes.

But no matter what, this is something that must be experienced.

Anyway, apart from suffering a little, there is no danger to life. Moreover, after this little thing recognizes the sword tomb as its master, it will be the time for him to gain a foothold in this world.

Thinking of this, Gu Changkong looked at Mo Feng, whose face was full of pain, and then listened to Mo Feng's painful roar, an expression of pity appeared on his face.

In order to avoid seeing the little guy's painful appearance and hearing his painful cries.

Gu Changkong waved his big hand towards Mo Feng, and a soundproof barrier and a sight-blocking barrier enveloped Mo Feng.

As the two magic arrays enveloped Mo Feng, the room instantly became quiet.

Looking at the black spherical barrier wrapped in ink in front of him, Gu Changkong smiled with satisfaction, then walked over to the table and sat down.

Take out the tea set from the storage space and start making tea.

While in the barrier, after his soul was attracted by the sword tomb in his hand, Mo Feng felt the pain of his soul being pulled out, and he wanted to die.

But now, my body can't move at all, and I don't even have the authority to fall into a coma.

As the pain gradually subsided, Mo Feng finally lost consciousness and came to a starry sky.

"where is this place?"

Mo Feng looked at himself standing in the void, with the galaxy and stars shining all around him.

Looking down at my feet, I saw the endless starry sky.

"How did I end up in the universe?"

Looking at the environment he was in, Mo Feng's face showed deep curiosity.

Then, he looked up at the light in front of him and was slightly stunned.

Because, the thing that was emitting a dark glow was exactly the fire stick that he was holding in his arms, which was recognizing its master.

"A fire stick?"

As soon as Mo Feng said this, his whole body was out of control and he was pulled directly over by the fire stick in his mouth.

As his body was pulled over, Mo Feng came in front of the fire stick.

"You are the fire stick, your whole family is fire sticks!"

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Mo Feng came to the sword tomb and heard the child-like voice ringing in his ears. Then he looked at the fire stick in front of him that was constantly emitting dazzling black light, and his expression became dull.

"Is it you, talking?"

As Mo Feng spoke, he stretched out his hand and poked the fire stick that was standing in front of him in the starry sky.

"You bad guy, ungrateful man, you bastard!"

"Stinky man, bastard, rotten egg, big asshole!"

As Mo Feng poked, anger and deep resentment emanated from the sword tomb floating in front of Mo Feng. "Could it be that you really don't remember anything at all?"

When Mo Feng's hand poked the fire stick, the sound came again from the fire stick floating in front of Mo Feng.

Mo Feng was not surprised when he heard the sound coming from the fire stick.

An artifact spirit? This thing is not rare, nothing to be surprised about.

However, when Mo Feng heard the words of the weapon spirit, he was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "Remember what?"

The sword tomb floating in front of Mo Feng heard Mo Feng's words. The sword tomb could hear the doubt in Mo Feng's words.

As a result, the sword tomb's spirit screamed like a kitten with its fur blown off its chest: "You bad guy, you ungrateful man, you bastard!"

(End of this chapter)