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Long Yan seemed to think about it carefully before he remembered the existence of such a person. He stroked his hands and said, "Are you the one you are talking about who was ordered to reincarnate for ten generations to find Bai Qilin?"

Mo Ran nodded.

Long Yan's eyes flashed over Tang Jin. At that glance, Mo Ran almost thought Long Yan already knew that Tang Jin was the white Qilin, and Long Yan turned his gaze back, as if he was a little embarrassed, "I know this person, but I am willing to let him go, and he may not be willing to come back."

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

Long Yan said: "This man fell in love with a fairy in Qingmen. He has committed a big taboo and has been in Qingmen prison for two years. If it weren't for the Lord Mo's reminder, I would have forgotten this person. However, since Lord Mo proposed to ask for someone, I would definitely release him. However, whether he is willing to come to the vast city is not something I can decide."

Mo Ran smiled, "Then I will ask your highness for two, and I will also ask the fairy of the Qingmen. I think your highness is willing to be a human being, right? Or is there any rules in the Qingmen that I don't know that don't let people fall in love?"

Long Yan shook his head, "That's not, because Mo Jiushu fell in love with not ordinary people, but His Highness's sister, so it's not me who deserves to be beautiful, but my mother."

Mo Ran looked at Long Yan, and the poisonous snake-like gaze made her very uncomfortable, and his words made Mo Ran even more irritable, because Mo Ran didn't know if what he was saying was true. The Crazy Old Nine was very smart. Logically speaking, she would not let herself suffer that kind of prison, but why was she locked in the Qingmen prison?

Could it be that it is because I fell in love with the princess of the Qingmen?

I thought something smooth and smooth would have such a problem...

Thoughts flew in his heart, Mo Ran nodded sadly, "So that's it. Then I will write a book and ask Your Highness to pass it on to Mo Jiushu on his behalf, hoping that he can understand my hard work."

As he said that, Mo Ran ordered someone to take the pen and ink, and immediately wrote a letter and handed it to Long Yan. There was no special content in the letter. No matter what he wrote, the letter would be seen by Long Yan. The point is the letter itself. As long as the Crazy Old Nine received it, he would know that she had returned to the vast city safely. If he was still rational, he should know that leaving Qingmen was the most urgent task.

Long Yanpi smiled and put away the letter, saying, "Since it was entrusted by Lord Mo, I will definitely bring it there."

"Thank you." Mo Ran said, no longer willing to stand next to him at close range. Just as he was about to leave, a voice of resoluteness came from beside him, "Donor stay."

Mo Ran stopped and looked at the person who was talking. The man was wearing a golden cassock. There was a layer of Buddha's light on his body, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. His big ears almost drooped to his shoulders, his eyes drooped low, and from beginning to end he looked like an old monk entering a meditation.

This person is Master Zhipu, a monk who has attained enlightenment from the Precepts Sect. He is no different from the True Buddha. It is actually quite surprising that he can appear here.

Mo Ran said: "What's the matter with the master?"

Master Zhipu was also bluntly speaking: "I have a reluctant request, and I also asked the donor to let Jialan come out and see him."

It's really a reluctance to ask...

Mo Ran said: "Master, I am forgiving that Jia Lan is no longer a Buddhist. Now I am his master, so refusing to him on his behalf is not considered a collision with the master, right?"

Master Na Zhipu said, "Although Galan is not a Buddhist, he still has a close relationship with my Buddhist. Please give me some convenience."

He always spoke like a Buddha, with a compassionate smile on his lips. His compassionate attitude seemed to make people all over the world secretly lower their heads, and whatever he said was.

Mo Ran's heart was shocked, and he calmed down, thinking that this man's Taoism was really profound, but he asked Mo Ran for someone in front of everyone, and he was a little aggressive in his eyes. Others respected gods and Buddhas, but Mo Ran did not take this trick.

In her opinion, Master Zhipu, who is in this body of Buddha light, looks comfortable as the demon monk Jialan.

Mo Ran did not intend to let Jia Lan meet this person, at least not in front of so many people. Jia Lan looked like a god and Buddha who saved all living beings, but the core was a devil. She didn't want this banquet to be a killing act.

Just as she was about to refuse again, the Ghost King walked over slowly with a glass of wine. The corners of his mouth curled up, with a hint of coldness, "I said, why can't the master understand people's words? My wife said that she didn't want the master to see Jialan, why did the master even force each other?"

Master Zhipu finally raised his eyes and glanced around Mo Ran and the Ghost King. He finally sighed: "Amitabha, since that's the case, please tell the donor to tell Jia Lan, let him put down his butcher's knife, and the decree gate wish to perform the exorcist array for him, recite the sutra for ninety-nine days, and ask him to return to the Buddha."

Mo Ran felt cold in his heart, but he said to himself: "I will tell you."

When he turned around, the Ghost King grabbed Mo Ran's hand, and his warm fingertips also gradually warmed up Mo Ran's heart. Speaking to these people was like fighting, and he could do whatever he wanted in a war, but dealing with them would only make him exhausted.

The exorcist formation mentioned by Master Zhipu is an extremely vast formation of the Ring Gate. It requires nine hundred and ninety-nine monks to recite the scriptures for ninety-nine days and nights to achieve the effect of exorcisting the demon nature. It cannot be interrupted during this period and no mistake can be made. Such an exorcist formation is only recorded in the Ring Gate, and no one has ever enjoyed it.

Does he think this is a gift to Kalan? Is it a favor? Or is it a make-up?

But the Buddha in Jialan's heart has long disappeared, so what's the use of exorcism? Even if Mo Ran retweeted it word by word, Jialan would probably not look down on it.

Sadly, Master Zhipu believed that Jialan had fallen into the devil's path, but he did not think that the Ring Gate was wrong. He just said sorry, which sounded better than the exorcist array.

Mo Ran looked at the Ghost King, shook his hand back, and said in his spiritual sense: "I'm fine."

The Ghost King smiled back, and the tears at the corners of his eyes were very strange. He followed Mo Ran slowly, like a guardian. Later, when people in the heavenly world spoke, they seemed to hide a lot.

For Mo Ran, although it was a bit of a blow, they were indeed more afraid of the Ghost King. This is a fact.

Mo Ran took turns toasting and went to everyone in front of the Sumeru Jie. Although they were all acquaintances, they were all serious at the moment. The emperors of the three empires were a little cautious. Fortunately, they were supported by the ancestors of each family. Otherwise, even the emperor would not be able to rank in the lobby where strong people gathered.

Mo Ran had a toast to Li Xin for wine, and she said, "I came back that day and I was in a hurry. I have not yet congratulated my master on his promotion. Let's make up for this glass of wine."

Centrifugal's eyes remained on Mo Ran's wine glass and suddenly said, "Why are you drinking more?"

Mo Ran had a meal. She did drink a lot of alcohol today, and her alcohol capacity was indeed much better. This is thanks to the two months in the wine pool, soaking in that atmosphere all day long. Even if she didn't drink, Mo Ran breathed all the alcohol content, and the alcohol capacity was actually trained to achieve a lot of alcohol.

I just didn't expect that Centrifugation would notice this.

Mo Ran couldn't help but say, "Yes, you can practice alcoholism."

Li Xin and Mo Ran clinked their glasses, "Then we will celebrate with our masters and apprentices on the other day. I wish you the vast city of wine."

Seeing that Centrifugal raised his glass to drink, Mo Ran drank it all in one go and said, "Okay."

After saying that, Mo Ran looked at Nie Zheng and Luo Chuan and said, "Two masters, Mo Ran is unfilial. There has been no news for two years. Please forgive me."

Luo Chuan hummed twice, "You girl is more favorable than you. You clearly went to see Li Xin first, but you didn't come to see him as your teacher."

Mo Ran smiled and said, "Master Lixin passed the tribulation, can I not go? My disciples do not favor one or the other, and the gate of the vast city will always be open to the three masters."

Luo Chuan then changed into a smile and looked quite proud, "This is almost the same."

"Haha..." Li Xin laughed for some reason. When Mo Ran looked at him, he saw him drinking leisurely and there was nothing he had to say.

However, seeing such calm Lixin, Mo Ran felt much more relieved. Lixin sat with Luo Chuan and Nie Zheng, and was separated from the Lijia Emperor and the ancestor. It was obvious that the Lijia Emperor was still a little embarrassed and dared not look at Lixin, because he was no longer Lihuang, who had been dominating for thousands of years in Cangyue Kingdom. Even if he wanted to make a relationship, the royal rules would not be allowed.

Mo Ran was just a few steps when he was pulled over by Feng Jiaren. His bright eyes stared at Mo Ran and said in a low voice: "Okay, you didn't say a word when you saw me that day. I was shocked when I asked me to go back and read the letter of the country. I didn't care. The scenery on your island is very beautiful, and I have to stay for a while."

This is really something Feng Jiaren can say...

Mo Ran said calmly: "Why don't you live here, are you afraid of not seeing Chang Wuming?"

Feng Jiaren was stunned, with a look of sorrow, but soon, the dark clouds on her face dissipated, and even her eyebrows were dancing, "This is easy to deal with. Anyway, you promised to help me with the ordinary lifelessness. When you find him, I will bring him here by the way. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Mo Ran twitched the corner of his mouth. Is this considered shooting herself in the foot?

With his eyes turned, Mo Ran met Tang Tian's gaze. The apricot eyes were more dazzling than before, mixed with shrewdness and ostentatiousness. Tang Tian has always been able to make herself live comfortably, Mo Ran was clear about this.

However, looking at Tang Tian at this time, I don’t know if it was Mo Ran’s illusion. I always felt that there was something else in her eyes, which made her look more vivid, but Mo Ran couldn’t say what it was.

Two years may have been a bit long, they have changed a little more or less, and she has not been involved.

Perhaps because they knew each other too much that Mo Ran had nothing to say when he saw Tang Tian, ​​and a look seemed to be enough. Finally, the two of them silently touched the cup and drank a cup together. Tang Tian said: "The disaster has been ruined for thousands of years, and I knew you were not that easy to hang up."

Mo Ran's face was full of dark lines, "You understand."

Mo Ran did not specifically toast, but was just saying hello to his acquaintances. The heads of the five major sects in the Sumeru Realm came. Apart from Nie Zheng and Luo Chuan, the heads of the other three sects were also there. This was the first time Mo Ran, the new leader of the Shenyin Sect. Although the head of the Xianjian Sect had seen him, there was no need for Mo Ran to toast him specifically.

However, what surprised her was that Lian Hongyuan, the head of Luoxia Sect, was actually polite and took the initiative to toast her with a glass of wine, but that was all.
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