become a demon [rebirth]

The academy divides Shangxie into three floors. The dean lives on the top of the mountain, the elder brothers live on the mountainside, and the disciples and teachers usually live at the foot of the mountain, which is convenient for travel.As for Dao's nonsensical claim that those who don't cultivate true martial arts are not allowed to go down the mountain, it is naturally used to bluff people.

Even if they don't go down the mountain, the dignitaries down the mountain will try their best to make connections, and the number of students in the academy is also the result of the game between the various forces.Even though the academy is considered detached from the outside world, secular disputes are unavoidable. Only by standing out from the crowd can one make progress.If you can't make a talent by working behind closed doors, the academy will not do such a stupid thing.

But when Mo Zheng went up the mountain, he was directly dragged to live with him by Dao Yaoyan. After seeing this scene, the place prepared for him by the elder brother was directly designated as a big black den. First live with the disciple at the bottom of the mountain for a while, and slowly clear up a piece of land for him on the mountain.

Mo Zheng packed up his things and really wanted to go up the mountain, but he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Excuse me, is this Brother Mo?"

He looked back at the people who came, they were two teenagers in Tsing Yi.

"I don't know if Brother Mo's trip will go smoothly?"

Lin Yinbo still had a bit of hesitation in his words, he was a little uncertain, except for his white hair, how old he was out of thin air, this person was exactly the same as the boy back then, but it was only less than two months ago, how could he have changed so much?Could it be that he practiced some weird technique?

Or maybe it was the carp town change half a month ago.A look of deep thought flashed across his eyes. The massacre by the Demon Lord in Liyu Town half a month ago had already been rumored, but when he heard the familiar town name and contacted the jade token he was traded to before, he never believed that everything was just coincide!

He bit his lip, and finally asked: "I don't know what happened to the townspeople in Liyu Town?"

The townspeople of Liyu Town disappeared following the massacre, and could not find any trace, which became another unsolved mystery in the real world.However, since this person is the person involved, he should know about it.

Mo Zheng looked at this young man with a very strange expression, and did not answer.

Lin Yinbo couldn't figure out what he meant for a while, and was about to ask again.

Mo Zheng asked slowly, "Who are you?"

This is, amnesia?

Lin Yinbo's eyes widened suddenly, but Ning Xirong tugged at his sleeve.

"Lin Yinbo, you actually colluded with outsiders and brought them up the mountain!"

Someone suddenly shouted.

As soon as Mo Zheng turned his head, he saw a group of people walking towards them.

Lin Yinbo recognized that the person yelling and scolding was Meng Yu, the number one lackey of Prince Wu Ming's Assassin of the Great Zhou Dynasty. When Fei Nian was about to be expelled from the academy because of killing him, it was Wu Ming's Assassin who begged.

Although Fei Nian ended up in a worse end because of Mo Zheng's previous greeting.But after that, people kept coming to make him some less lethal but disgusting troubles.

This made him have a vague guess that maybe Wu Mingcai was the person behind Fei Nian.

"Today I will get rid of your harm for the academy!" Meng Yu was a quick-tempered person, when he saw the braid that caught this man, he immediately attacked Mo Zheng with his palm and fist.

There was a faint color of gold and stone on that fist, and a punch would definitely displace a person's internal organs!

Mo Zheng lowered his eyes, flicked his sleeves, and took a step back.

Meng Yu only felt a huge force coming from the sleeve that came at his head, which made him lose his balance and fell to the ground hard!

Wu Ming stepped forward abruptly, cupped his hands in a bow, and said in a humble gesture: "I don't know your name or what's the purpose of coming here?"

During this period of time, he has almost found out the disciples of the academy, and there is absolutely no such person.

"You!" Meng Yu rolled on the ground and got up quickly. He was about to fight again, but someone pinched his shoulder. He looked back and saw that it was Wu Ming.

He pushed him back, and said coldly: "He has already shown mercy, so don't rush to slap him in the face."

Although Meng Yu is easy to use, he can easily lead to disaster if he acts without thinking.

Seeing that Mo Zheng didn't move at all, Lin Yinbo couldn't help but stepped forward to block him, frowning and said: "Your Highness is too lenient."

"I thought you were a gentleman, but I didn't know that I misjudged the person." Another person walked out from the crowd, dressed in white, with a straight face, with anger hidden between his brows: "Don't you know the ancient books in the academy?" How precious, let outsiders enter at will, what can you afford to come out?"

Lin Yinbo recognized that this was Ye Guren and Ye Guiren's cousin who had sparred with him a few days ago, and he admired his cousin the most, so that he had to follow his cousin in every word and deed, and his sword was like the second night. return to others.

Hearing this, the crowd was a little commotion, and the eyes looking at the three became more and more unfriendly.

His frown deepened, Wu Ming stabbed the impression that Senior Brother Mo was an outsider, and the rest of the people had preconceived ideas, Senior Brother Mo still lost his memory, it was hard to argue.

Mo Zheng watched the farce without any reaction, and said after a long time: "Yes or no, what does it have to do with you?"

Then he turned around and walked up the mountain. Yesterday Ah Xuan said that he wanted to teach him a few tricks, and if he wasted a little more time, it would be too late.

No one in sight.

Ye Guren has always been proud, how can he stand this kind of anger?

Immediately draw the sword and stab it!

Mo Zheng didn't turn his head back, he just waved his sleeves lightly like before, and the vibrating true energy sent him flying out of the air.

Ye Guren stopped after breaking a tree. He clutched his painful chest and looked at the sword in his hand in disbelief.The sword, which has been forged from centuries-old iron, is broken into several pieces now!

The chest hurts more and more, a mouthful of blood spurts out, but a stream of pure spiritual power is transmitted from behind, and Ye Guren looks back, it is his cousin.

"Cousin!" He was very excited and was about to complain, but saw Ye Guiren staring at the man, his eyes seemed to be on fire.He was slightly taken aback, since he was born until now, he has never seen his cousin so emotionally leaked.

Ye Guiren: "You finally appeared?"

His tone was inexplicably tinged with resentment. During the past year, he lived in a place like the academy as if he had been self-disciplined in a place like a frontier fortress, just to be able to stand upright in front of him one day and challenge him. However, this man But disappeared without a trace.

"Who are you?" Mo Zheng asked after hesitating for a long time. Judging from the expression on this person, it seemed that he had a lot to do with him.

Ye Guiren's face turned pale, his sword-holding hand stopped, his joints turned blue, he still couldn't believe it: "You actually forgot me?"

Love debt?

Mo Zheng frowned, he felt that he was not the kind of person who would be merciless, and when he saw him, he didn't feel like he saw his master.

Everyone looked at the two of them, and felt that this conversation was a bit strange?

Ye Guren suddenly had a strange idea, and couldn't help but smile wryly, if this was being beaten by his own family, it would be too uneconomical.

"I lost my memory." After pondering for a while, Mo Zheng decided to tell the truth.

This is not a big deal, even if he loses his memory, his understanding of the world and the skills of using power are all integrated into his body, and his combat power will not weaken much. If he insists on lacking, it may be that the means of using power are a little rough.

And these people in front of him are no taller than real martial arts, and they pose no threat to him at all.

Ye Guiren sized it up a few times, and his judgment was not false, his face became even more ugly, and he sighed for a while: "You go."

His expression was complicated. While he was happy that the mountain that had been pressing on him for a long time disappeared, he also regretted that such a powerful person had fallen to such a point.

After all, he has lost his memory and is no longer qualified to be his opponent.

Mo Zheng seemed to see through his thoughts, and directly released his hidden cultivation.And according to the books Ah Xuan gave him, he should have reached the middle stage of Dao Soul Realm.

Dao Soul Realm!

Ye Guiren's pupils shrank slightly. He thought that his cultivation speed at the late stage of Zhenwu was fast enough, but this person exceeded his expectations every time. He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I won't give up, I'll be waiting for you at the fighting platform."

After saying that, he turned around and left, his body in a hurry, as if there was a beast chasing after him.

Ye Guren hurriedly got up and chased after him: "Cousin, wait for me! Why are you leaving?"

"I want to go back to retreat."

There is not much time left, and he must seize every moment to close the gap between them.

Leaving these words behind, Ye Guiren used his movements and quickly disappeared here.Ye Guren was stunned in place, thinking about the hidden message of this sentence - did he run away because he couldn't beat him?

"If you imitate others, you will never find your true self." Mo Zheng looked at Ye Guren and said suddenly.

Ye Guren's complexion suddenly became very ugly.

"And his way is not for you."

Ye Guren glared at him: "What did you say?"

Mo Zheng said a few words before he stopped talking. He just remembered that he is also a student of the academy, and these people are also classmates. It is not very good to hit them casually and vomit blood.

Ah Xuan shouldn't be angry, right?

"You are that person back then!" Qian Duofu exclaimed in surprise, and by the way, he tugged at the dead face next to him.

Then he leaned forward familiarly, pointed at his face and said excitedly: "Do you still remember me? Do you remember the first two levels we passed together?"

The nerves on Dead Face's face finally moved, and there was a little surprise in his eyes: "You were the top-ranked eighth class back then."

When he said this, he didn't avoid people. Suddenly, the crowd became noisy.

Mo Zheng kept walking, but he walked far away. It's not that he didn't hear his words, but what does that have to do with him?

All the parties disappeared, leaving behind the crowd watching the fun, this development was too fast, they couldn't understand it.

Qian Duofu clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "Isn't this the reason why Luohua has feelings and flowing water has no intentions, so Luohua ran away in tears?"

All eyes pointed at him, Qian Duofu immediately hid behind the dead face, only showing half of his face, and muttered: "I'm just talking casually."

There was a sinister smile in the dark, he had long been displeased with that white paper man with his nostrils upturned and his bullish appearance every day.

As for how the night returner would react when he knew that the rumors about his unrequited love were spreading wildly in the academy, that was another matter.

……

The master on the top of the mountain silently peeped at the apprentice's every move with the technique of water mirror, his face darkened when he saw this scene.

"Do you know that night returner?"

Mo Zheng, who was slapped in the face by this inexplicable sentence just now: "..."

Then, he remembered that Ye Guiren was the boy who had challenged him.

Do you still have to think about this kind of question?

Instead of being angry, Dao laughed, "Looks like we know each other."

The wind stopped, and the flying peach blossoms stopped in the air. The air stagnated and became heavier, and the invisible gunpowder smoke slowly dispersed.

Mo Zheng quickly stepped forward, grabbed his hand, pushed him against the tree trunk, and then kissed his lips.

The danger is gone, he thought.