The ghost servant nodded and said nothing.

"Who is your master?" Yang Tie asked curiously again. He had asked this question just now, but the ghost servant didn't say it.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, the lord of Qingyao City!" The ghost servant did not hide this.

"So it's a Mo family..." Yang Tie suddenly turned around, stared at Haishui blankly, and said for a long time, "I can't remember anything, but why do I feel that the Mo family has heard of it somewhere?"

"Maybe you have heard of the Mo family before!" The ghost servant said lightly. Qingyao City is very famous, but because the Mo family is mysterious enough, it almost exists in the legend of ordinary people.

"If you take him away, how can I contact him in the future?" Yang Tie asked frowned. He easily changed the topic. If you can't remember the past, you can't remember it. Just think of it again.

The ghost servant thought for a while and said, "I heard what the master of the family meant, it seemed that he wanted to send Mr. Yu to Tianyi Academy to study. In the future, you can go to Tianyi Gate first. If you can't find it, then come to Qingyao City directly!" I think Mr. Mo would take him back to Qingyao City directly.

Yang Tie nodded, turned around and walked into the cabin. The ghost servant asked, "Where are you going?"

"Please to Father God and see if dinner is ready!" Yang Tie replied lightly.

"You seem to be in a good mood today!" said the ghost servant. He was so embarrassed a few days ago that no one wanted to pay attention to him.

"Robbery is a very refreshing thing, so I'm in a good mood today!" Yang Tie's answer was even more amazing.

"You are born a robber. I began to doubt what you were doing?" The ghost servant said with a wry smile.

Yang Tie ignored him. What he originally did was not important. What was important was - what he wanted to do now? Things in the past were not important. People did not live in the memories of the past, but in the present...

Nothing is more important than now!

"Father God!" When Yang Tie opened the door and walked into the room, Yang Muyu was sitting cross-legged on the bed to practice the world-destroying destruction.

Yang Tie didn't dare to disturb him, so he took a few steps back, waiting for his end to practice, but within a moment he felt something was wrong... Yang Muyu's secret skill practiced... something was wrong!

Without thinking too much, Yang Tie's hand was pressed on Yang Muyu's vest—

After Yang Muyu went out, he was idle and started practicing the world-destroying world again. Last time he was on the nameless desert island, he accidentally saved Yang Tie, and the ghost messenger broke through the first level of spiritual power. The spiritual energy could finally run in his body for a whole day. However, every time he ran, he felt his meridians swelling and pain. After the exercise, he not only did not replenish the slightest replenishment, but he was exhausted.

Although he did not know how to cultivate spiritual power, the memory left by the monster in his sea of ​​consciousness was that he felt that practicing spiritual power was definitely not like this, and something must have been wrong.

This time, he was still the same as before, with his strong will, and his spiritual power was running in his body for a week. However, after a week, his tendons and veins were swelling and painful, and he was about to burst. He was about to stop, but a warm spiritual energy came from his vest, which soon merged into his original meridians, constantly gentlening his meridians...

Yang Tie's face became paler and paler. His spiritual power was running in Yang Muyu's body for a week. He slowly withdrew his hand and sat next to him decadently.

"What's wrong?" Yang Muyu stopped the work and asked frowned at Yang Tie who was sitting next to him.

"Who taught you how to destroy the world?" Yang Tie asked.

"How did you know?" Yang Muyu was stunned. How did he know that he was practicing the worldly dying?

Yang Tie took a deep breath, and the feeling of ease just now swept away in an instant, his chest was so stuffy that he was so stuffy. Damn, who taught him to practice this world-destructive?

"When you were exercising your skills just now, I felt something was wrong, so--" Yang Tie couldn't help but pause when he said this. Using spiritual power to explore his cultivation secrets is a very unkind thing, and he is also his Father God.

Although he didn't say it, Yang Muyu was not a fool. He quickly understood what he meant, but he still didn't understand why he could call out the name of Mieshijue in one word? Is he very familiar with the secret skills of each family?

"Father God, who taught you to practice the worldly destruction, tell me!" Yang Tie took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and asked.

"What's wrong?" Yang Muyu still didn't understand, what was he doing so nervously?

"Is it Mr. Mo, the lord of Qingyao City?" Yang Tie asked with a gloomy face.

"No!" Yang Muyu shook his head apart. How could he know Mr. Mo? What did the ghost servant say to him?

"I'm going to kill him!" Yang Tie's face was gloomy and clear.

"Who are you going to kill?" Yang Muyu asked with a smile without realizing the seriousness of the situation.

"I will kill anyone who teaches you how to practice worldly destruction!" Yang Tie said coldly.

Yang Muyu didn't say anything, but he could tell from Yang Tie's anger and even a little desperate look that it seemed that this Demonic World Jue was really not a good thing.

"No one taught me to practice the secret skills of the world. The person who gave me the secret skills of the world was already dead!" Yang Muyu explained. It seemed that his luck was very bad. There were at least five or six kinds of secret skills of the monster in his sea of ​​consciousness. Why is it difficult for him to choose? He chose such an unlucky thing?

"Hmph!" Yang Tie snorted coldly.

Yang Muyu asked curiously: "What's the problem with this world-destruction?"

"Destroying the World is a quick way. Once you practice, even if you cannot practice spiritual power, it will be much faster than ordinary people. Father God, how long have you been practicing Destroying the World?" Yang Tie asked with a frown.

"What's wrong with speed?" Yang Muyu also thought that his cultivation speed was too slow. How long has it been before he barely achieved the first level of spiritual power?

"There is nothing wrong with it quickly, but - Mishijue is too domineering, and it is not like ordinary spiritual power cultivation secret techniques. Therefore, when most people practice the eighth level of spiritual power, they either cannot break through to the ninth level, or the spiritual power is too domineering and the meridians cannot bear it, and then they die violently." Yang Tie frowned and explained.

"Ah?" Yang Muyu immediately changed his face when he heard this. This world-destroying vanity is really evil, "It's not someone else who destroys the world, but yourself?"

"No!" Yang Tie shook his head and said with a decisive shaking his head.

"Isn't it?" Yang Muyu asked.

"Of course not!" Yang Tie said coldly, "No kind of martial arts will definitely not be a way to destroy oneself. Although the way to practice martial arts is to act against the heavens, it is all for the pursuit of the path to seeking the immortals. And the way to destroy the world and the unique way to show that the founder was definitely a great wise and brave man."
Chapter completed!