At this moment, Song Ye's face was full of embarrassment, and he looked at Mo Lingxuan in disbelief.

He just said that Mo Lingxuan had just written a paragraph that he had just peeked at. Mo Lingxuan wrote more directly than him, and he was not stagnant at all, and he wrote it down with flowing water without any stagnation!

This scene made him feel a little ashamed. Could it be that the content that peeked at him and copied him was so many words than him? This is obviously impossible.

"Song Ye's writing only has more than a hundred words, which is the result of several hours of hard work. However, the number of words written by this person now is already two or three hundred words, several times that of Song Ye! It only took a while..."

"This is too scary, right? It's definitely written randomly, right?"

The young geniuses stopped their insights and looked at Mo Lingxuan with concentration, with only shock in their eyes.

Looking at the content on your paper, it’s like a world, and it’s incomparable.

Old Yang's eyes at Mo Lingxuan also changed a little, and his attention was carefully looking at the content on Mo Lingxuan's paper.

Although he could not complete the first volume of the Tianyan Record, with his attainments in the realm of immortality, it is easy to distinguish whether he can connect with the Wuwang chapter.

And based on these contents of only two or three hundred words, Mr. Yang could easily see that these mental methods are indeed correct.

Mo Lingxuan must be not writing randomly.

He originally felt that he was already respectful to the mysterious young man Mo Lingxuan, but he didn't expect that again and again, this young man would refresh his understanding of evil figures.

"Elder...it's impossible for anyone to achieve this kind of deduction and writing speed. He must be writing randomly!"

Song Ye's voice sounded again. He was not as good as Mr. Yang, so he naturally spoke based on his subjective intentions.

Mo Lingxuan is so powerful in comprehending the immortal craft, which he does not want to admit. After all, he is the most powerful existence among the young people present today. How can he be suppressed by others?

Jiang Wen and Jing Jiang also nodded secretly, smacking their tongues, all expressing their agreement with Song Ye's meaning.

In terms of comprehending and deducing the immortal method, a person's understanding and talent are represented. If Mo Lingxuan is better than them, it is barely acceptable.

But the speed of deduction is dozens or even hundreds of times that of theirs, which means that their talents are hundreds of times stronger than them? This is a bit horrible, how is it possible?

However, Old Yang did not care about what they said at all, but instead scolded coldly: "Stop talking, don't disturb him."

In his opinion, Mo Lingxuan was really surprised.

Originally, he didn't have much hope for anyone, after all, it was too difficult to complete the immortal craft. Even Song Ye, who ranks fifth in the Tianxing List, could only make up for a little, less than one percent.

But now it seems that things may really turn around? According to Mo Lingxuan's speed and state, it may be possible to complete the first volume of the Tianyan Record stored in the Namo Immortal Sect.

In that case, it would be a great achievement!

Mr. Yang's attitude naturally made Song Ye and others unable to say anything more. They could only focus on Mo Lingxuan's side, and naturally they didn't believe it at all.

In this way, a stick of incense soon passed, and Mo Lingxuan's papers were written one after another, seven or eight pages before he took a break.

"This...this..."

And Mr. Yang, who had been watching the content written by Mo Lingxuan, was shocked so much that he could not add up even more.

When he saw the part written by Mo Lingxuan, it was already the end of a martial art.

The shock quickly turned into ecstasy. His eyes were staring at Mo Lingxuan, obviously with unconcealed excitement.

Mr. Yang would never have thought that such a powerful immortal technique would be completed by a young man who had not yet learned it!

Song Ye, Jiang Wen and others got closer and looked at Mo Lingxuan in disbelief.

There were seven or eight pages, and they were full of writing. Although they were not sure whether this was the correct way of mind, this scene really shocked them.

"Elder, please check carefully. He only took one incense stick of time to write it out completely. This is basically impossible!"

"Yes, maybe I'm thinking about filling in the numbers and random rewards!"

Song Ye and others' doubts could not help but sounded again.

But seeing Mo Lingxuan's brow frowned slightly, he responded indifferently: "It doesn't mean that others cannot do it. If you want to question it, get out of the way and don't bother me to write the next chapter!"

He did not finish writing these seven or eight pages, but he only finished writing the second chapter of the previous volume, the Shadow Chapter, but there is still the last one.

"It's so arrogant, I'm talking to us?"

"Who do you think you are, and you threaten that there will be a next chapter in this immortal technique? Even the three sect leaders of our Immortal Sect don't know. Could it be that Tianyanlu was created by you? It's ridiculous!"

"There is another chapter? Is it fake? Could it be that I just wrote a book of martial arts?"

Mo Lingxuan's indifferent voice made Song Ye and others feel even more unhappy, and he kept questioning and mocking.

At the same time, he also looked at Old Yang, as if he wanted him to deal with the arrogant man Mo Lingxuan.

Even the great figures of the Immortal Sect don’t know the details of Tianyan’s remarks, but this young man is still making up for it. What’s wrong with making up?

"Shut up to me and get out of here and stay well!"

However, at this moment, Mr. Yang was also a little angry at Song Ye, a group of young people who were not optimistic and shameful, and could not stand others better than him.

With a wave of his hand, he directly shook them aside.

Song Ye and others had extremely gloomy faces, and they were naturally very unhappy, but they had no choice but to swallow their anger.

Mr. Yang ignored what they thought at all, and his eyes were still extremely shocked. He sucked his palm and held the seven or eight pages of mental methods written by Mo Lingxuan in his hand, and looked at them carefully again.

Indeed, there is no record of whether Tianyan Lu is divided into several major chapters in their ancient books, so even Mr. Yang does not have a deep understanding of it.

But since Mo Lingxuan said that there is another chapter, Mr. Yang will naturally ask him to continue to try.

If Mr. Yang is put here, of course no one around dares to disturb Mo Lingxuan anymore.

And Mo Lingxuan's pen began to move quickly at this moment.

"It's actually... I'm really continuing to write..."

"These contents can't be distinguished at all, and I don't know whether what he wrote is true or false!"

The young geniuses still looked at Mo Lingxuan with all kinds of doubts.

But Mr. Yang is completely different.
Chapter completed!