NINE STAR HEGEMON BODY ARTS

Roaring like thunder, it shakes the whole Qingzhou City and makes countless forces in Qingzhou City feel scared. Are the two giants going to war at last?

Although there are numerous forces and disputes in Qingzhou, there has never been such a large-scale war for many years.

"I dare to be arrogant even if I don't know what's shameful. Today, I'll show you who is so kind"

Mo Yi sneers. Her voice is far away and full of domineering. With a wave of her hand, the strong Mohists follow her out of the Mohist School.

It is impossible to fight at this level in the city, which will raze the whole Qingzhou City and affect the innocent people.

Long Chen and Mo Nian follow Mo Yi's master. Today's master is like a magic weapon coming out of his sheath, showing endless momentum.

Mo Yunshan and others, with the Mohist strong behind, nearly 500 congenital strong, everyone is full of fighting spirit, gas is like a mountain, all of them are masters of the master.

These people are all strong Mohists. Originally muxue wanted to fight, but he was stopped by longchen.

Muxue's cultivation is good, but she is a woman after all. She hasn't experienced the real cruel killing, so she is not suitable for such a battle.

Only those who are strong enough to fight in this way are qualified to participate, so most of the Mohist children are left in the Mohist school.

The Mohist group went out of the Mohist gate and went straight out of the city. All of a sudden, it shocked countless strong people who watched in secret.

"It turns out that master Mo Yi is still alive. My God, it was a strong man who reached the peak of the sea thousands of years ago. Now some of them have seen it." a strong man hiding in the dark can't help but be shocked.

In the last few hundred years, Mo Yi has never been seen, and everything about the Mohist school has been taken care of by Mo Yunshan. Later, some people speculated that the Mohist master might be gone.

Moreover, some people deliberately spread the news that master Mo Yi was gone, causing a great disturbance.

However, Mohist has been silent about it, and no one knows whether it is true or not. However, even if master Mohist is not here, Mohist is still not something that other sects can covet.

Now the appearance of master Mo Yi shocked everyone. I'm afraid there will be an unprecedented war.

Master Mo Yi is walking slowly with the crowd. The speed is not fast. The strong people in Qingzhou are hiding in the dark to watch.

"Long Chen, the war is about to open. Aren't you excited?" Mo Nian suddenly said with a smile, but he felt very excited and his blood was hot.

"Don't feel" long Chen shakes his head.

"No, are you afraid?" Mo Nian's strange way.

"No, it's mainly because I've experienced too many wars. I've been killed all the way since I rose from Fengming empire.

I know that this is an unprecedented war in the golden age. I want to get excited, but I can't get excited. " Dragon dust helpless tunnel.

"Ha ha ha, you forced to pretend, I give you full marks." Mo Nian suddenly looked contemptuous.

Long Chen smiles bitterly. He also feels that he is not like a young man any more. When he went to Xuantian daozong alone, he was full of longing for the outside world.

But after leaving Fengming, he fell into a more bloody world. In fact, he was a little tired of this fight.

But this is the reality. If you don't fight, you will die. If you don't kill people, they will kill you. There is no reason.

"Long Chen, young man, should be full of vigor and vitality. The so-called life and death is just a game, a game full of gambling.

And your life is your chip. Every practitioner is a gambler. We are gambling with heaven and this disordered world.

And a lot of people, with more and more gambling, win more and more chips, and people become more and more timid.

In fact, it's not the same with the common saying that wearing rough shoes is not afraid of practicing barefoot.

We need to remember that we are always a barefoot gambler. We should not think that we have won a lot of chips, but that we have the capital to quit.

God's rule is that once you gamble, you don't want to leave, unless you can win the world and become the master of the world.

Otherwise, once you don't want to gamble, God will confiscate all the chips in your hand and your life! " Master Mo Yi walked in the front, walking along the road.

Long Chen's understanding is very similar to his feeling. This is a disordered world.

Dragon dust is like a gambler, through constant efforts, get more chips, let oneself become more powerful.

However, with his strength, his opponents are more powerful, and his bets are bigger and bigger.

As Mr. Mo said, once you are at the gambling table, you can't leave. Either you win the world or you lose everything.

Of course, more cruel than gambling is that those bets are the most precious things around you, such as family, friendship and love. If you lose once, you will lose part of them.The most hateful thing is that even if you turn over the book, what you win back may not be what you originally lost.

This reminds long Chen of those core disciples who died in 108 other schools. They all fought side by side with long Chen, but in the secret place of Jiuli, they died under the plot of Yin Wushuang.

And longchen killed Yin Wushuang, Han Tianyu, and the strong of the good and evil.

According to the theory of gambling, long Chen has won a lot, but he has won resources, wealth and some friends.

But those dead brothers will never come back. Whenever long Chen thinks of the scene when Lu fang'er fell, he feels an inexplicable pain in his heart.

I can't talk about love with Lu fang'er, and Lu fang'er is always joking that she is the partner of long Chen's marriage to Mengqi, so she can buy one free.

Although most of the jokes, but when she fell that moment, dragon dust really can't accept that fact.

How can we kill Feng Xiaozi and destroy Feng soul pavilion? Can Lu fang'er survive? If you lose, you lose. If you take the chips back, they are no longer the original chips, and they will be lost forever.

"So, the higher your achievement, the more chips you have around you, and you will become more careful. If you take care of one thing and lose the other, you will lose more.

If you want to win more, you should keep a barefoot gambler's mentality. Your chips are your life. You should dare to gamble with your life at any time. Only with this mentality can you keep more chips. " Mo Yi takes a look at Mo Nian.

"Grandfather, Mo Nian understood," Mo Nian said.

"Life is your own. How you want to gamble is your own business. The way of heaven is merciless. There are thousands of ways to gamble. Every way of gambling is a different life and a different ending.

Don't care whether you win or lose in the end. What you should cherish is that in the process of your gambling, the process that makes you feel surging. Haha, that's exciting! "

Master Mo Yi laughs as if he's all young. His eyes are shining. He's really like a gambler who's addicted to gambling. After thousands of years, he finally has a chance to go to the gambling table.

"Ten years of walking in the river and the lake with a bow, the arrow is broken, the mountain is light, the heaven and the earth are moving, and only my mo Nian is famous. Hehe, today's war is my mo Nian's rising war." Mo Nian's energetic way.

Obviously, in the special environment, Mo Yi's words greatly touched Mo Nian and made him see clearly the road ahead.

Even Mo Yi, the helmsman of the Mohist warship, can face any difficulties with the barefoot gambler's mentality. What's the difference between his worry about Mo Nian and his worry about nothing.

"Old man, you are a wise man," praised long Chen.

"Hey, hey, I don't know anything about wisdom or not. We Mohist school have countless precepts, but there is no one that will keep Mohist forever.

Isn't that strange? The true wisdom of our forefathers is to make us happy and keep our heart.

As for whether Mohism can be passed on or not, it's not human power at all. It's related to fate. As for whether Mohism can be passed on or not, it has nothing to do with us.

What we have to do is to pass on the spirit of Mohism to our children and grandchildren. In the future, even if Mohism is destroyed, we will have the face to see the underground ancestors.

However, if we are destroyed by this disordered world in order to maintain the inheritance, then there is no need for the existence of Mohist.

After our death, we have no words to face our ancestors. Now you understand, nian'er, the inheritance of Mohist is not important. The important thing is that even if we have only one breath left, we should use it to prop up our spine! " Mo Yi looks at Mo Niandao.

As soon as Mo Nian was about to speak, suddenly a large figure appeared in front of him. Unconsciously, they came to Jiao tulin.

Jiaotulin is located in the south of Qingzhou City. It is said that there are fire gods and beasts in the immortal age here. As a result, it has been burnt to jiaotulin for tens of thousands of miles.

But it's incredible that scorched earth contains infinite vitality, and even breeds a large area of lush forest.

Before the burnt earth forest, there was a very flat open space, which has been the holy land of decisive battle near Qingzhou since ancient times.

For countless years, many powerful people and forces have taken this place as a decisive place to fight for life and death.

Today, in front of Jiao tulin, thousands of strong people are standing there quietly, looking coldly at Mo Yi and others.

Long Chen looks at those people for a while, but his heart sinks. There are more than 2000 congenital strong people, several times as many as the number of Mohist.

Among the more than 2000 people, there were more than 200 people, wearing purple robes and embroidering a big word "Yin" on their chest. It seems that they were the strong men of the Yin family.

In front of them, long Chen saw two old men with mountain like breath. At the same time, long Chen also saw an acquaintance, Yin Wushang.

At this time, Yin Wushang's face was gloomy and his eyes were full of murders. He stood in front of the crowd and stared at longchen. His eyes were full of sinister color, which made people feel cold."Mo Yi, I didn't expect that you were still alive?" All of a sudden, an old man opposite said.

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