Because of the magic pattern, it is impossible for him to stay in the clan for long.
Unless something happens to Elder Xuanyu, he can only come back once a year to pay homage to his father.
To condense human patterns, one must also condense magic patterns.
To condense the magic pattern, you must absorb the life essence through killing.
Mo Zhiyao was not crazy enough to kill monks or ordinary people.
Therefore, the best place to practice is the Black Lotus Mountain Range.
The endless monsters among them can not only condense the magic patterns, but also be used to quickly improve their actual combat experience, which is killing two birds with one stone.
"Leave why are you going where?"
Elder Xuanyu, who didn't know the existence of the magic pattern, couldn't help but be stunned and didn't understand why Mo Zhiyao wanted to leave the clan.
"The mysterious senior told me that I must return to the Black Lotus Mountains.
Only there can I quickly improve my cultivation and advance to the next level."
Mo Zhiyao could only push "him" out as a reason, otherwise he would still be there.
I really don’t know how to explain it.
Elder Xuanyu pondered for a moment, then looked at Mo Zhiyao solemnly and asked: "Zhiyao, do you know the identity of that mysterious senior?
Who is he and why does he want to help you?"
Mo Zhiyao shook his head, he really didn't know this.
Of course, there are some speculations, but they cannot be said yet.
"When this mysterious senior took me away, he only had ten months left to live.
He must have been fatally injured.
In the past ten months of getting along with me, he never mentioned his identity and origin until he died. fall from the sky."
"He didn't tell you who hurt him, or asked you to help him avenge him," Elder Xuanyu asked doubtfully.
Mo Zhiyao shook his head.
He had never said these two points.
Elder Xuan Yu frowned, with 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 pay homage to my father, and finally go to the Cangzhen Hall."
Mo Zhiyao didn't want to say this anymore, for fear that Elder Xuanyu would ask more questions.
In addition, the clues were exposed.
After all, it was related to the magic pattern, so he quickly changed the topic.
The trial hall is a place where the cultivation level of family members is tested.
Mo Zhiyao went there to register that he can now condense human patterns.
In less than two months, Mo Zhiyao will be thirteen years old.
According to his clan, According to the rules, anyone who cannot form a human pattern before the age of thirteen will be expelled from the clan.
"Well, I will go with you then.
You can stay at my place tonight."
Elder Xuanyu nodded and was distracted.
"Then Mo Lang went out to do business and was not in the clan.
He should probably come back tomorrow.
If we meet him, with me here, he won't dare to be too presumptuous."
Mo Zhiyao suddenly realized, no wonder he had been back for almost half a day, but he didn't see Mo Lang coming to provoke him.
It turned out that he was not in the clan.
It was already getting late now.
Elder Xuanyu quickly ordered his servants to prepare dinner.
After eating it with Mo Zhiyao, they talked about other things and arranged for Mo Zhiyao to rest.
The next day, after breakfast, Mo Zhiyao and Elder Xuanyu went out together, first to the clan trial hall.
The person in charge of the affairs of the Trial Hall is Elder Mo Kong, one of the twelve elders in the clan.
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Seeing Mo Zhiyao coming, accompanied by Elder Xuanyu, he couldn't help but be a little surprised and didn't know what was going on.
"Elder Mokong."
Mo Zhiyao bowed and saluted, his expression neither humble nor arrogant.
"Brother Mo Kong."
Elder Xuanyu also greeted.
"Brother Xuanyu, why do you have time to come to my place today?
I wonder what's going on?"
Elder Mo Kong greeted the two of them with a smile on his face and asked.
"Haha, brother Mo Kong, I don't have anything else to do.
Zhiyao can already condense human patterns, so I came to you.
I would like to trouble you to test it and register."
Elder Xuanyu said with a smile.
There is unconcealable joy.
"Mo Zhiyao has formed a human pattern."
Elder Mo Kong was startled when he heard this, and turned to look at Mo Zhiyao, with a strange color in his eyes.
Mo Zhiyao stretched out his left arm and lifted up his sleeves.
Under the movement of his internal energy, three bright silver patterns flashed clearly and caught the eyes of Elder Mo Kong.
"Three Ways" Elder Mo Kong's eyes became more astonished, and he quickly stepped over, stretched out his hand to hold Mo Zhiyao's wrist, and a trace of spiritual power entered.
Mo Zhiyao did not resist and allowed Elder Mo Kong to explore.
"Yes, it is indeed a human pattern.
Zhiyao, when were you able to condense the human pattern?
Why don't you come over to me when you condense one?"
Elder Mo Kong loosened his grip on Mo Zhiyao's wrist and asked with a surprised look.
"In less than a year, I was not in a hurry before, so I came here at this time."
Mo Zhiyao said in a calm voice.
"In less than a year, you have condensed three human patterns in a row."
If he was still surprised before, Elder Mokong was shocked now.
Even though it is relatively easy to condense the initial human pattern, generally speaking, it takes two to three years to form three human patterns.
Mo Zhiyao condensed three human patterns in a year, which was incredibly fast, and even more What's more, Mo Zhiyao before was known as a waste.
He would have become a blockbuster if he didn't think of it.
Seeing Elder Mokong's demeanor, Elder Xuanyu had a smug look on his face, with undisguised joy in his eyes.
He laughed loudly and said: "Brother Mokong, I want to trouble you to register him.
He will be thirteen soon."
It’s too late to avoid unnecessary troubles.”
The twists and turns, of course, refer to being expelled from the clan.
Elder Mo Kong took a deep look at Mo Zhiyao, nodded, and said to Elder Xuanyu: "Brother Xuanyu, please don't worry, this is natural, I will register Zhiyao right now."
After finishing speaking, Elder Mo Kong took out a roll of jade slips and used a pointing pen and spiritual power input to record Mo Zhiyao's human pattern.
"Haha, let's not bother you anymore, brother Mo Kong.
Today is Mo Cang's death anniversary.
Zhiyao and I have to go to the clan ancestral hall.
We will come back to visit brother when we have time in the future."
Elder Xuanyu said with his hands in hand, and Mo Zhi Yao also saluted, and the two of them left the trial hall together.
"Mo Zhiyao, in one year, three human patterns condensed."
Mo Kong looked at the two people's retreating figures, with a glimmer of light passing through his eyes, and whispered to himself: "It seems that the clan is going to be lively. ” Mo Kong didn't know yet that the "lively" he called had already started yesterday.
As one of the four major families in Iwaki, the Mo family has a very prosperous population.
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There are about 10,000 members of the clan including guards, so the mansion occupies a very large area, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.
The Mo Clan Ancestral Hall is located to the west of the Mo Family Mansion.
It displays the spiritual tablets of descendants of the Mo family bloodline from past generations, but some have skeletons and ashes, and some do not.
A monk has gone through countless dangers and tribulations in his life, and there are many people like Mo Cang who have died without even being able to find their bodies.
Mo Zhiyao and Elder Xuanyu came out of the trial hall and walked to the clan ancestral hall in the west.
Along the way, I met many patrolling guards and passing tribesmen.
Either without concealing it or concealing it, they all showed disdain for Mo Zhiyao, who was walking beside Elder Xuanyu.
Mo Zhiyuan looked at these glances as if he hadn't seen them before, his expression was calm, and he didn't show anything strange at all.
Mo Zhiyao had completely lost his heart towards the clan and didn't care at all what the clan guards thought of him.
Elder Xuanyu also sneered in his heart.
In less than a day, the news that Mo Zhiyao had successfully condensed three human patterns would spread throughout the clan, and by then, many people would be shocked.
After walking for about a cup of tea, the clan ancestral hall was already in sight.
The ancestral hall, which is entirely constructed of blue rocks, is majestic and solemn, with two rows of guards standing at the door.
Seeing Elder Xuanyu, they all bowed and saluted collectively.
As for Mo Zhiyao next to him, he just nodded slightly.
Elder Xuanyu nodded with a smile, and he and Mo Zhiyao climbed up the steps.
They had just stepped onto the first step, and they both turned around at the same time and looked back.
Seeing that Mo Zhiyao's reaction was not inferior to his own, a look 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 a roar, It landed about ten feet opposite the two people.
"Beast, stop for me" The person who came was wearing a red robe with all kinds of gorgeous patterns embroidered with golden silk thread.
He had hair as short as a needle, a beard all over his face, a sinewy face, and an extremely tall and muscular figure.
This man was coming menacingly, with veins bulging in his forehead, and a pair of ringed eyes staring fiercely at Mo Zhiyao.
"Mo Lang, who are you calling?"
The gentle smile on Elder Xuan Yu's face instantly faded away, with a cold light in his eyes.
He took a step forward, stood in front of Mo Zhiyao, and said to the visitor in a cold voice.
The person who came was unexpectedly 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 so arrogant that he didn't even take Elder Xuanyu into his eyes.
He called him by his name and pointed at Mo Zhiyao.
"I'm looking for that little beast" Elder Xuan Yu's face turned even colder when he heard this, and the robes around him suddenly stopped moving and made a hunting sound.
"Mo Lang, you really think I am easy to bully."
As both elders, Mo Xuanyu is higher than Mo Lang in terms of age and qualifications.
When he spoke like this, the anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano, and his majestic anger The energy suddenly came out, approaching Mo Lang.
Mo Lang's expression changed.
Elder Xuan Yu was usually easy-going and indifferent to fame and fortune.
Except for matters involving Mo Cang and his son, he basically did not express any opinions.
So Mo Lang didn't take it seriously.
As a result, Elder Xuanyu became angry at this moment, and Mo Lang was shocked to realize that this honest man was by no means as simple as he seemed on the surface.
"Peng" Mo Lang quickly sent out his spiritual power to protect himself, resisting Elder Xuanyu's mountain-like momentum.
The two forces collided and made a muffled sound.
"Stare" Mo Lang took a step back and his expression became even more ugly.
Elder Xuanyu's figure did not move at all, as steady as a rock.
"Elder Xuanyu, this little beast severely injured my son Mo Heng yesterday.
I came here today to seek an explanation from him.
In my anger just now, my words were very offending.
Please forgive me."
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Elder Xuanyu His tyranny was completely beyond Mo Lang's expectations.
Taking advantage of Elder Xuanyu's momentum, Mo Lang's attitude immediately changed a lot.
Elder Xuan Yu didn't want to get into too much of a quarrel with Mo Lang.
After all, Mo Cang's relics were still in the Zhenzhen Hall that Mo Lang was in charge of.
Seeing that Mo Lang had given in, he gave up his impressive momentum.
Seeing Elder Xuan Yu dissipate his energy, Mo Cang breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
Then he reached out and pointed at Mo Zhiyao behind him, and his eyes became fierce again.
"Elder Xuanyu, you are here just in time.
Yesterday, this little beast beat my son Mo Heng into serious injuries for no reason.
I want him to give me an explanation for this matter."
Elder Xuan Yu frowned when he heard this, and was about to speak when Mo Zhiyao stepped forward behind him, looked at Mo Lang without fear, and said in a cold voice: "I'll beat you if you hit me.
How will you treat me?"