The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 124

"Haha! You kid, I really didn't expect that you could let that kid from the Jiang family suffer a disadvantage under your hands. They say he is smart! I think it's nothing more than that!"

Hearing Dao Xun's invitation, Mo Wangxian looked at him, stroking his beard and laughing, but there was something self-evident in that look, he knew that Hu Dan really existed, and he would not doubt himself Memory, it must be something Dao Xun did.

Seeing Mo Wangxian's expression, Dao Xun just smiled indifferently. If he hadn't repaired it for a few months, why would he use this method?The Lord of the Chosen City?For the road he wants to take, he is not even a stumbling block on the roadside.

Mo Wangxian was very curious about Daoxun's method, so he did not refuse his invitation, and the group returned to Daoxun's small courtyard again.

The residents of the inner city who had followed had forgotten the existence of Hu Dan, and Miao Yueqing, who they originally wanted to watch a joke, got rid of the rejection of Heaven's Dao, and at this time they all dispersed with only interest.

Back in the small courtyard, the two brothers and sisters Miao Linlong saw that Daoxun was going to receive Mo Wangxian, and they both left politely, and they would come to visit again another day.

It was late in the evening after the city lord's tossing, and after the crowd had dispersed, Dao Xun and Mo Wangxian sat down in the lobby, but both of them were uneasy and restrained masters, and they seemed a little out of shape, Mo Wangxian held tightly Staring at Dao Xun, he seemed hesitant to speak, which made Dao Xun couldn't help but smile.

Leaning on the large armchair behind him, he asked with a smile, "Old man, what do you want to ask? Tell me! I have something to ask you too!"

"How did you do it?" Mo Wangxian was no longer restrained when he heard Daoxun's words, and couldn't wait to ask what the city lord asked when he was in the empty room.

"How did you do it? Father, please explain clearly, otherwise who would know what you said?" Daoxun spread his hands and said calmly.

"What are you hiding from me? I'm not too confused about whether Hutan exists, how can I not know?" Hearing Daoxun's words, Mo Wangxian glared at Daoxun angrily, a little dissatisfied Said.

"Haha!" Dao Xun laughed loudly, but he also knew that he couldn't hide it from the old man, after all, where is the difference in cultivation level!
"Look!" Dao Xun said loudly, but he stretched out his right hand, took a teacup on the table next to him, and threw it in front of him.

Immediately, the tea splashed everywhere, and the celadon teacup fell apart on the ground.

Mo Wangxian's face changed, and he became a little angry. This kid is too ignorant, right?This move is really rude!He just helped his guest!

Just when Mo Wangxian was about to get up, he scolded Daoxun and left, Daoxun said again: "Hey, old man, don't worry! Look here!"

"What's there to see?" Mo Wangxian, a master who couldn't hide his expression, asked Dao Xun a little dissatisfied at this time, but still subconsciously turned his head to look.

Looking in the direction of Daoxun's finger, he saw that the celadon teacup that had just fallen to pieces on the ground was still placed on the table next to Daoxun.

"This..." Mo Wangxian was a little startled, speechless for a while, looked at the celadon teacup on the table, and then looked down at the ground in front of Daoxun.

I saw that the place that was originally wet with tea and scattered with fragments of celadon teacups was clearly clean at this time, without even a speck of dust.

"Although this still can't explain how I managed to make Hu Dan as if it never existed, but it's almost the same?" Dao Xun picked up the teacup next to him again, but this time he just lifted the lid and took a sip, with a hint of Said with a smile.

"What did you do just now?" Mo Wangxian sat back on the chair, but frowned. He was so angry just now, he didn't notice any fluctuations of spiritual power in Dao Xun's body, but saw him smashing the teacup, But why did the teacup return to the table in a blink of an eye?

"Isn't it? I don't know yet, old man, aren't you bluffing with your cultivation?" Dao Xun sighed, looked at Mo Wangxian suspiciously and said.

"Would you like to try it? Are you bluffing?" Mo Wangxian stared, his eyes bulging like copper bells, and he pretended to be angry and said to Dao Xun, but his body released a very threatening aura, as if In front of him is not a grey-haired old man, but a fierce tiger in his prime.

"Hey! No, no!" Dao Xun waved his hands again and again, casually took out a small flower with soil from the small world, and said to Mo Wangxian, "This time, be careful!"

While speaking, a trace of the power of time acted on the little flower, and the little flower that was blooming brilliantly withered in an instant.

A flash of shock flashed in Mo Wangxian's eyes. He has gradually come into contact with things like the rules of heaven, so he can still feel a little bit of the power of time, and he also knows what the force that gushed out of Dao Xun just now is. .

"What kind of cultivation are you?" Mo Wangxian asked Dao Xun suspiciously. Could this kid have been hiding his clumsiness?
I just came into contact with the rules of the way of heaven, and the rules of time are also an extremely advanced rule in the rules of the way of heaven. Even he himself is not so handy in the application of time.

"I don't cultivate the truth. If I really want to talk about my cultivation, it's really hard to say. Anyway, I'm not as good as you for the time being." Dao Xun replied with his hands out.

"Okay, now it's time for me to ask you! You, you won't save me for no reason like this?" Daoxun stared at Mo Wangxian with a little doubt and asked.

Although Mo Wangxian got Daoxun's answer, he had more doubts about Daoxun at this time, but seeing Daoxun like this, even if he asked now, he might not answer him honestly, so he had to Shaking his head, he said, "Just a few days before you arrived in Tianxuan City, an old friend of mine went back to Middle Earth and just mentioned you to me, saying that you are an interesting guy."

"Old friend?" Dao Xun frowned, and then suddenly realized: "Could it be the old man Bai Zhe?" Bai Zhe was the only person he knew who came from Middle Earth.

"It's him! He's really right. You're such an interesting guy. Even I am ashamed of your use of the power of time!" Mo Wangxian was not surprised that Daoxun guessed so quickly. Come out, said with emotion.

"Didn't he find a way to save his friend? Did he find it?" Speaking of the old man, Dao Xun subconsciously asked about the current situation.

"Isn't this just going to the Middle Earth to find it? Oh, what kind of madness do you think he is, how can a dead person be resurrected?" Mo Wangxian shook his head and sighed.

"Why is this impossible?" Dao Xun shook his head and objected to Mo Wangxian's words. It's not like he's never seen him come back from the dead, and there are many kinds of death.

Hearing Dao Xun's words, Mo Wangxian glanced at him, but he didn't make any excuses. In his opinion, it's common sense that the dead cannot be resurrected!

"Don't talk about him, you old lunatic." Mo Wangxian waved his hand, not wanting to talk about Bai Zhe anymore, instead he asked Dao Xun, "I heard that you are going to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Well, go to Middle Earth to play." Dao Xun had nothing to deny, and responded indifferently.

On the contrary, Mo Wangxian's expression was concentrating again, and then he smiled wryly. When others mentioned going to Middle Earth, they all looked forward to it, and regarded it as a dream. How could it be like this kid who said lightly, "Go for fun?"
(End of this chapter)