child does not speak

Mo Ziyan took off the pendant and put it in the palm of his hand, looking at the pendant with a faint glint in his eyes.

"I don't know if your Excellency can come out and see it?" Mo Ziyan lightly pursed his lips and said lightly to the pendant.

There was no movement for a long time, and Mo Ziyan was not discouraged, but just kept looking at the jade pendant.

Maybe it was because Mo Ziyan's eyes were too hot, after a while the jade pendant finally reacted, as if responding to Mo Ziyan's words, it began to glow lightly.

A figure emerged from the pale white light, it was the man from before, dressed in white Tsinghua Wushuang.

"Your Excellency is finally willing to show up." Mo Ziyan felt a little relieved when he saw the white clothes again, after all, if the man refused to come out, he couldn't.

"Who are you? What are you calling me for?" The man just glanced at Mo Ziyan when he heard the words, his voice was cold and his words were gentle.

The sound can be so good!This was Mo Ziyan's first feeling.

"Junior Mo Ziyan, do you dare to ask senior how to address him?" Mo Ziyan got up very solemnly and bowed to the man with a respectful expression.

"Who... am I?" The man froze for a moment when he heard the words, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his indifferent expression became puzzled.

"Senior, could it be that you have forgotten who you are?" Seeing this, Mo Zi couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Forgot... who am I?" The man in white muttered to himself softly, his eyes wandering as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Ziyan didn't speak anymore, but quietly waited for the man to meditate.

After a while, the man in white finally sighed softly, looking at the distance through Mo Ziyan with a dazed expression.

"Forget it... I can't remember anything." With a light sigh, the man in white didn't continue to meditate, only feeling empty in his heart, as if he had lost something.

After a while of silence, he turned his indifferent eyes to Mo Ziyan, saying that Mo Ziyan's image is really not very good now, his face is yellow and thin, and there is only one pair of bright eyes all over his body, which makes people look at him more often.

"You... are a half-demon." After quietly looking at Mo Ziyan for a while, the man in white accurately revealed the identity of Mo Ziyan. It seemed as if this scene had happened before...but he couldn't remember anything.

"...Senior has good eyesight!" Mo Ziyan didn't show his face, but he was stunned for a while. Although he is indeed half-human and half-demon, his physique is more inclined to the human race... It seems that he seems to have underestimated this. The man in white.

"The senior must have seen that the junior is a useless physique!" After saying this, Mo Ziyan couldn't help but feel a little sad, and there was a bit of self-deprecating in his tone.

"Why do you say that? You are obviously a hidden spirit root." The man in white couldn't see Mo Ziyan's careful thinking, but said in a very serious tone.

"Hidden spirit root?" Mo Ziyan couldn't help being surprised by the words he had never heard before. It seems that there is no such thing as a hidden spirit root in the world of cultivating immortals?I don't know if it's because the original owner's knowledge is too little, or...

"Well, the hidden spirit root is also called the sky spirit root. Although this kind of spiritual root is rare and unique, if you can't find a suitable mental method, it can be regarded as a useless physique." The man in white nodded lightly, and said in a flat voice.

"Senior, since you know a lot, do you have a suitable way of thinking?" Mo Ziyan looked at him intently.

Knowing that his physique is not an absolute waste, how could this make him unhappy.

"So what if you have it, so what if you don't have it." The man in white glanced at Mo Ziyan lightly, unmoved at all.

"I sincerely ask my seniors to enlighten me, and I will definitely repay you in the future." Mozi said that he would respectfully bow to the man in white, with a sincere and serious tone.

The man in white looked indifferently at the thin and malnourished young boy in front of him, and his clear black eyes.

"What can you repay me for?"

"It's useless to say anything now, but senior really doesn't need my help right now?" Mo Ziyan also looked back at the man in white, with a confident demeanor flowing in his clear black eyes.

"You are very smart." The man in white stared at Mo Ziyan for a while before he spoke softly, his eyebrows still showing no emotion.

"Does the senior agree?"

"Yes, but don't forget what you said."

"I will never forget." Mo Zi said firmly, looking at the man who seemed to be about to ascend into the sky in the next moment, his eyes were empty, he had no desires, but there seemed to be a trace of attachment hidden...

"Although I forgot, but..." He has completely forgotten all the people and things, including himself, but he remembers these thoughts clearly, which is... ridiculous.

"Forget it, come here." The man in white stepped on the ground lightly and waved to Mo Ziyan.

Mo Ziyan took a step forward very obediently, the next moment a touch of coldness pressed against his forehead, and the slender white finger of the man in white touched his brow. After a burst of pain in his head, his mind seemed to have more Group what.

"Concentrate on touching it." The faint voice of the man in white came from above his head.

Hearing this, Mo Ziyan immediately closed his eyes and concentrated his mind to touch the extra things in the sea of ​​consciousness... But every time his consciousness touched the white light, it would be bounced away. Also a little impatient.

"Calm down, forget everything around you, and feel it with your heart." The man in white was not annoyed by this, but instead guided him.

Perhaps it was the indifferent voice of the man in white or the cold fragrance on his body that soothed Mo Ziyan. This time Mo Ziyan closed his eyes again, completely letting go of the vague uneasiness in his heart and all trivial matters. Let go of everything, don't think about anything...

Slowly... Mo Ziyan felt as if his soul had left his body, and he came lightly to the white light. (If Mo Ziyan knew more, he would know that it was his consciousness, that is, his spiritual power)

Mo Ziyan circled around the white light, and then slowly approached it... getting closer and closer, but when he was about to touch it, he was still bounced away!This time, Mo Ziyan was not in a hurry, but approached Bai Guang again and again full of excitement, with a posture of getting more and more courageous after frustration.

In the end, Mo Ziyan's curiosity was all brought up instead. The white light seemed to be conscious, and he was not allowed to approach him no matter what, or it should be said that the white light did not recognize him!

pity!He, Mo Ziyan, never felt that he was inferior to others, so what if there is a gap now?One day he will be above everyone, even the so-called Heavenly Dao cannot deny him.

At this time, the white light suddenly appeared, and the group of white light approached Mo Ziyan actively. At that time, Mo Ziyan found himself in the white light, and the three majestic and majestic words shining with white light reflected in his consciousness.

"Ninefold Judgment"

As soon as these three words came out, Mo Ziyan's consciousness was tumbling. It was just three words, and Mo Ziyan felt an inexplicable palpitation, but he couldn't tell what it was... a kind of just looking at these three words. A single word is already above all living beings suddenly...