Chapter 171 The Secret of Mo Poetry

"Student Bulang, although you have established Langmeng, I am your senior anyway, and I have the responsibility to protect the weak. If you are bullied, feel free to come to Yanmeng to find me, and I will seek justice for you!" Su Huohuo He patted his chest and said very proudly.

The woman on the side smiled lightly and said softly, "I'm his sister Su Mu, you can come to me if you have trouble... Also, my brother, don't look at him, although he is usually careless, he seems a little Not reliable, but if you are really bullied, he will definitely help you..."

An Bulang's heart warmed when he heard the words, this was the first time he felt the care from his seniors and sisters.

"That's why I would like to thank senior Su Huohuo and senior sister Su Mu." He bowed obediently.

"Hahaha... You don't have to be polite, An Bulang. In fact, I really appreciate you. If you don't mind, we can make friends." Su Huohuo's words are true. In the scene, he respects safety and is a man.

An Bulang naturally said yes, and warmly invited Su Huohuo to Langmeng.

But Su Huohuo seemed to have something urgent, so he hurriedly postponed it.

An Bulang didn't force it, and after forgetting about this little episode, he continued to go to Langmeng.

Not long after, a two-story cloud house that looked exquisite and warm appeared in front of my eyes.

An Bulang pushed the door open, and the members inside were sitting quietly waiting.

Jin Yuexi, Ji Yinyin, Jiang Muqing, Yun Qingyu, and Mo Shi have all arrived.

There were not many relaxed smiles on their faces, but a bit of seriousness, because Jin Yuexi was going to announce the results of the research on Mo Shi's blood essence...

Mo Shi clenched her slender hands involuntarily, staring at Jin Yuexi without blinking.

This is very likely to be the moment that determines her fate, and it is inevitable that she will be a little nervous.

Ji Yinyin and Jiang Muqing looked curious about the baby, as if they were looking at something novel.

And Yun Qingyu was also very curious. What he was curious about was that a mere cultivator in the Naling Realm could research something famous, but he was well disguised, and he still looked calm on the surface.

An Bulang cleared his throat and said, "After Xiao Yueyue's painstaking research, a preliminary result has been obtained about the essence and blood of senior sister Mo Shi. Next, I would like to invite Xiao Yueyue to show her research results!"

Such an official word, the more you use such a joking title.

Jin Yuexi couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she still took out a strange silver needle containing blood essence and a purple ball like colored glaze from the ring.

The silver needles and the spheres echoed each other, and burst out with light at the same time. A huge dense picture appeared in the void. There were a lot of data and information flowing on the picture. They were interrelated and spirally intertwined. The unbearable dizziness of the brain...

"This is the genetic structure of Mo Shi's bloodline life!"

Jin Yuexi suddenly spoke.

Immediately afterwards, she waved her slender hand, and another picture appeared in front of everyone.

It is an indescribable picture, it seems to be a living thing, it seems to be countless overlapping pictures, it seems to be the existence state of the fusion of countless things, colorful and unpredictable.

"This is Mo Shi's bloodline totem!"

Afterwards, Jin Yuexi moved his hands together, the index fingers and thumbs joined together, the talisman appeared, the silver needle was suspended in the air, and a dreamlike colorful fluid wrapped around the silver needle, making people sink into it at a glance and forget about it.

"This is the preliminary image of Mo Shi's life blood and Tao fusion!!"

Three images with great visual impact suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Jin Yuexi took a deep breath, maintained the magic seal and said, "You guys...understand it?"

Ji Yinyin and Jiang Muqing looked dumbfounded.

Understand? know what?

Mo Shi was also fascinated by it. Is this some mystery of her body? So beautiful...but she also couldn't understand what Jin Yuexi was saying...

Yun Qingyu nodded thoughtfully, but her heart was shaking violently.

Fuck! What it is? !

What the hell is Jin Yuexi talking about? ! !

Only An Bulang, his eyes burst into light, suddenly pulled out a large piece of white paper, took out a pen, and began to crazily write and draw on it...

Seeing An Bulang who suddenly started writing, Jin Yuexi smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay...the exercises you created are better than mine. It's most suitable for you to do this kind of thing..."

"Leave it to me!" An Bulang nodded, "Although you have only analyzed a very small part of the secrets due to limited conditions, you can try to let senior sister Mo Shi control the dojo. Mmm! Maybe it will be useful !"

An Bulang spoke excitedly while writing.

Everyone looked at Jin Yuexi and An Bulang who were communicating on the sidelines, and suddenly they had some doubts about their own way of cultivating immortality. Are we cultivating the same immortal? Why can't I understand what you are saying?

They feel like idiots. When they see the picture in front of them, they can only say, wow, this looks good, wow, this is awesome!

Only Xueba has seen the essence through the phenomenon, and even started to write hard...

And they, like idiots, were shocked by the side!

Mo Shi's feeling is the most complicated, obviously looking at the genetic structure of his own life, obviously looking at his bloodline totem, obviously looking at the image formed after the fusion of his bloodline and Tao, but he has a face full of bewilderment and bewilderment , but An Bulang seemed to have seen something special, and began to write hard...

An Bulang...does she understand her better than herself?

There was a strange ripple in Mo Shi's heart.

Look at Jin Yuexi's determination to maintain the seal of God, and see An Bulang's earnest but hasty appearance...they are all working hard for her...

In Mo Shi's heart surrounded by a high wall, for some reason, a crack appeared, as if a ray of sunshine broke through the haze of her life.

The woman pursed her lips tightly, so as not to be too emotionally touched.

Not long after, there was a slapping sound on the table.

"It's done!" An Bulang breathed a sigh of relief as if he had completed a major event.

Jin Yuexi's hands trembled, and the strange scene in the room disappeared immediately. She didn't have time to get the two fallen magic weapons, so she glanced at An Bulang with her beautiful eyes, and looked at the writing on the white paper.

"Hmm... well written...better than I thought!" Jin Yuexi nodded approvingly.

An Bulang chuckled: "If I write worse than you, I will collapse to the point where I will kill myself!"

It's not that he has never experienced Jin Yuexi's ability to create devils.

Everyone couldn't help but gather around curiously, and looked at the white paper covered with densely written characters on the table. Thank God, they finally understood these words!

It seems that they still live in the same world.

Everyone has this kind of emotion...

Mo Shi looked at the content on the white paper, opened his small mouth slightly, and said, "This is... a practice?"

"That's right, this is the exercise I created specially for you, called "Spiritual Fortune Method"!"

An Bulang handed the white paper to the woman in plain clothes beside him, and said with a smile: "Your peculiar dojo has something to do with your blood and life essence, but how to control the dojo depends on yourself!"

"The exercises I gave you, the first one has the effect of controlling and discovering the hidden power of the blood and the perception of the essence of life, which can make you have a certain possibility to perceive your own dojo. The second one guides you to control the dojo! Perceive first , and then control it, your special physique will naturally be controllable!"

"Really... is it okay?" Mo Shi took over the exercises, his hands trembling a little.

"Of course!" An Bulang stretched, leaning heavily on the back of the chair.

"Crack... bang!"

The chair back was broken.

An Bulang leaned back and rolled to the ground.

Everyone: "..."

"I'm sorry..." Mo Shi's eyes turned red.

"It's none of your business." An Bulang got up from the ground, glared at Ji Yinyin, and said, "How did you choose the chair? Choose fake and shoddy products!"

Ji Yinyin was dumbfounded, and then said aggrievedly: "I'm sorry!"

An Bulang looked at Mo Shi again, and said softly: "You have to practice "Spiritual Destiny Law" for no less than an hour every day. As for when you will succeed, or whether you can succeed, it depends on your luck. I can't tell..."

"Thank you... Thank you so much... I will work hard!" Mo Shi pursed her lips and kept nodding. Holding the paper in both hands, as if holding a treasure, she thought in her heart that if An Bulang wanted her to spend one hour a day, she would only spend two hours! No, it is three hours to practice!

"You're welcome." An Bulang nodded, and then looked at everyone, "During this time... has any of you been bullied in the academy?"

Everyone shook their heads.

An Bulang nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, the meeting ends!"

"Hey! Wait a minute, half a month later it will be the campus alliance war every nine years, don't we need to prepare or discuss it?" Jiang Muqing said suddenly.

"Alliance war? Why are we participating in that thing?" An Bulang blinked.

"But, this is an activity that the inner court requires the alliance to participate in!" Jiang Muqing said with a shocked expression, "Don't make waves, don't you even know about this?"

Everyone turned their attention to An Bulang.

Embarrassment flashed across An Bulang's face.

At this time, Yun Qingyu began to speak: "Okay, okay, our Langmeng has nothing to do with the world, so when the time comes to compete in troubled waters, it's okay? Don't be so nervous!"

"Hey! Brother Qingyu has won my heart!"

An Bulang also laughed at this time, and patted Yun Qingyu's shoulder, as if meeting a bosom friend.

"I've watched the student league battle a few times, and the scene was bloody, completely inconsistent with our alliance's purpose of being united, friendly, and kind to others...We can still find a chance to eliminate ourselves at that time."

"Yes! It must be like this, and the process must be handsome!"

"I happen to think the same way. Whether you win or not is temporary, but being handsome is a matter of a lifetime..."

The two sang together, Jiang Muqing opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Such a Langmeng... What on earth is she doing here? !