Chapter 389: The Memory of the Black Devil Begging for a Gold Medal
Mo Shan was afraid that Lan Sa would bump into Pavilion Master Leng Yun again, so he quickly said: "Lan Sa, don't worry about this matter. Pavilion Master, Lan Sa said exactly what I was thinking. I will wake him up."
You should ask him carefully."
But when Leng Yun hesitated, Mo Hai said: "Brother Mo Shan, if you want to know the truth of the matter, why bother to wake him up? Wouldn't it be easier to read his memory while he is sleeping?
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Leng Yun's eyes lit up, and he quickly agreed: "Yes, Mo Shan, you have always been a good demon emperor that I trust, and you are also my good brother, Leng Yun. I will leave this matter to you."
Hearing Leng Yun's words, Mo Shan hesitated a little, but finally nodded and said: "Okay, since the Pavilion Master said so, it is also the first time for me, Mo Shan, to see Zhang Haotian. Now, I, Mo Shan, will swear an oath in public, if Zhang Haotian is not
If he is a member of the Blood Demon Sect, I, the Demon Mountain, will treat him sincerely, train him well, and trust him for the rest of his life. If he is a member of the Blood Demon Sect, I, the Demon Mountain, will immediately kill him without mercy."
After Mo Shan finished speaking, Yuanshen rushed out instantly and rushed from the Black Demon's Yintang into the Black Demon's Sea of Consciousness. As a clone of Zhang Haotian, the Black Demon only had Zhang Haotian's ordinary memory and his knowledge of the Blood Demon Fan.
The memory of the demon that moves the world has no memory of the golden light sword of Zi Ling's clone, Zhang Haotian's unique Divine Heart Art, My Dao Transformation, the Chaos Bell of Heaven and Earth, the Chaos God Ring, etc.
Time stood still in the main hall of Moyun Pavilion. No one spoke. Everyone, including Leng Yun, stared at the Demon Mountain. Lan Sa looked at his Demon Emperor master even more excitedly. He even thought about it, if
Zhang Haotian, whom he was optimistic about, was from the Blood Demon Sect, so he would die to apologize and prevent the Demon Mountain Emperor from being looked down upon by others.
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In just a few minutes, Mo Shan read all the information in the Black Demon's Sea of Consciousness. Although it only lasted a few minutes, it felt like a long time for everyone in the hall. Of course, the ones who cared most about it were Lan Sa and Mo Shan.
After Mo Shan took back his mind soul, he didn't speak for a long time and closed his eyes, as if he was shocked by the information in the black demon's sea of consciousness. Leng Yun did not urge Mo Shan. He knew that at this time, Mo Shan
What the mountain needs is calmness. No matter what the outcome is, as the master of the Demon Mountain, he will feel uncomfortable. However, some people do not have the awareness of Pavilion Master Leng Yun.
Seeing Mo Shan's expression, Mo Hai seemed to think that he had discovered that Zhang Haotian was a member of the Blood Demon Sect. He was too embarrassed to speak, and said loudly: "Brother Mo Shan, it's not an option for you to keep silent. Pavilion Master, please wait.
Where is it? In fact, it’s just a small Demon Cloud Mountain Range, isn’t it just a small Zhang Haotian? It’s just a mid-term Demon Lord, just a fourth-grade King Pill, don’t take it too seriously.”
Leng Yun frowned slightly when he heard Mo Hai's words. Although he knew that Mo Hai and Mo Shan had never been on the right track, and even did it on purpose, but now faced with such a situation, Leng Yun still felt that Mo Hai's words were a bit strange.
Too much.
Although he thought so in his heart, Leng Yun did not speak. After all, he really wanted to know the result of Magic Mountain.
When Mo Hai finished speaking, Mo Shan's eyes opened. His eyes were full of regret and sadness, which made Leng Yun unbearable. Leng Yun even felt some self-blame in his heart. Why did he have to struggle with this?
What about a little Demon Lord? Even if this Zhang Haotian is a member of the Blood Demon Sect, so what? Leng Yun has never doubted the sincerity of Demon Mountain. Now that he sees his love will be so sad, Leng Yun regrets it.
There is no use anymore.
"Pavilion Master, I think you should read his memory yourself. Only in this way may you be able to believe that no matter who Zhang Haotian was in the past, whether he harbored evil intentions or not, I, the Demon Mountain, have said that it doesn't matter if I'm afraid."
Hearing what Mo Shan said, Leng Yun felt even more regretful. The last thing he wanted to see was that because of this trivial matter, Mo Shan and himself had a grudge. Facing Mo Shan's words, Leng Yun had not spoken yet.
Mo Hai was the first to say: "Of course, if the master of the pavilion doesn't personally check it, will he still let you talk about it yourself?"
"That's enough, Mo Hai. You are all my good subordinates, Leng Yun, and my good brothers, Mo Yun. I don't want any gap between you. Of course, I, Leng Yun, don't want any gap between us. I
If Leng Yun can't even trust his own brother, then what's the point of me, Leng Yun, being the master of Moyun Pavilion."
When Mo Hai heard Leng Yun reprimanding him, he quickly lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Pavilion Master, I'm sorry, Brother Mo Shan."
Leng Yun looked at Mo Shan who looked sad and said: "Mo Shan, I don't need to read his memory, and I don't need you to explain so much to me. As long as you tell me, is Zhang Haotian a member of the Blood Demon Sect?"
, it just depends on whether it can be used by my Moyun Pavilion."
Mo Shan stared at Pavilion Master Leng Yun and said with difficulty: "No, not only is he not from the Blood Demon Sect, but he also has a deep hatred for the Blood Demon Sect and vowed to destroy the Blood Demon Sect and avenge his dead wife.
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Hearing what Mo Shan almost roared, Mo Hai and the other Demon Emperors were shocked. It was not what Mo Shan said that shocked them. Except for Mo Hai, the other Mo Sun, Mo Yue, and Mo Star,
The four demon emperors of Mo Chen didn't even care about this matter at all. They were shocked that Mo Shan actually spoke loudly to Leng Yun.
Leng Yun didn't seem to be angry because Mo Shan yelled at him, and slowly said: "Okay, Mo Shan, this matter ends here. Since he is not from the Blood Demon Sect, you can take him back. In order to make up for us
You doubted him and caused him harm, so you can give him a thousand-year magic ginseng from the Moyun Pavilion treasure house, as compensation for him, right?"
When Lan Sa heard the words of Pavilion Master Leng Yun, she quickly knelt down and said, "Thank you so much, Pavilion Master, for the generous gift."
Seeing Lan Sa's excited expression, as if the thousand-year magic ginseng was given to him, Leng Yun suddenly spoke again: "By the way, Magic Mountain, I once said that if it is proven that Zhang Haotian is not a member of the Blood Demon Sect, then
I will upgrade Lan Sa's cultivation to the realm of the Demon Emperor. This promotion to the Demon Emperor will not happen overnight. If you have no objection, let Lan Sa stay with me for half a year. I promise that after half a year, I will give you back the initial stage.
What do you think of the Demon Emperor's Lan Sa?"
When Mo Shan heard that Pavilion Master Leng Yun, based on his own words, not only believed in Zhang Haotian's situation, but also gave him a thousand-year magic ginseng and promoted Lan Sa to the Demon Emperor, he was somewhat grateful. Of course, he was even more grateful.
Pavilion Master Leng Yun’s trust in himself.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master. I have no objection. Lan Sa, you stay here and practice well with the Pavilion Master. Fortunately, we can get together in half a year."
"If Lan Sa is not with the Demon Emperor in half a year, what will happen to the Demon Emperor..."
Mo Shan waved his hand to stop Lan Sa from continuing and said, "Have you forgotten him? After I go back this time, I will hand over the Mo Yun Mountains to others. From now on, Zhang Haotian will follow me and take your place.
alright."
"Demon Emperor, he is just a Demon Lord. I'm afraid he can't take my place, right?"
"Hahaha, with the thousand-year magic ginseng given by the Pavilion Master, can he still be the Demon Lord? Besides, my position was given by the Demon Mountain. I want to see who dares to disapprove."
When Lan Sa heard what the Demon Emperor of the Demon Mountain said, he thought of the thousand-year-old magic ginseng given by the Pavilion Master just now, and immediately said: "Well, this way Lan Sa can rest assured and practice well."
After Zhang Haotian returned to the Demon Lord's Mansion, he learned from the 60,000 elites of the Iron Blood Sect trained by the Demon Lord's Mansion that a man named Mo Hai had captured the Black Demon. He did not get a response, which meant that the Black Demon was not dead, but was seriously injured.
There are still some.
Zhang Haotian made the decision immediately and went to Moyun Pavilion. He must not let anything happen to the black devil.
When Zhang Haotian rushed to Moyun Pavilion, everyone in the hall of Moyun Pavilion also dispersed. Moshan brought the seriously injured Black Demon, as well as the thousand-year magic ginseng given by the pavilion master Leng Yun, and soon
We rushed to the Emperor's Palace where the Magic Mountain is located.
Mo Shan carefully brought the black devil into the secret training room, put the thousand-year magic ginseng in the palm of his hand, and a stream of pure magic power surged out, quickly refining the magic ginseng into liquid and suspending it in the palm of his hand.
He pried open the lips of the black devil, and slowly sent the thousand-year magic ginseng into the black devil's mouth. The black devil, who was unconscious with his eyes closed, let out a deep and painful sound of "Ah..." at the moment when the energy of the thousand-year magic ginseng entered his body.
, his eyes opened suddenly.
The powerful magic power in the body rushes through the black demon meridians. The original meridians are torn wider and tougher. The magic power of the thousand-year-old magic ginseng flows into his Dantian along the meridians, and at the same time, it also enters his consciousness sea soul.
, and nearly one-third of the magic power is integrated into the meridians, bones, and muscles, changing the Black Devil's body and making the Black Devil's body stronger.
Sitting opposite the Black Demon, Mo Shan looked at the Black Demon with relief. The corner of his mouth twitched and he slowly said: "A thousand-year magic ginseng is equivalent to the magic essence of a demon king. If you can fully absorb it, it will become a mid-term
Is he the devil?"
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Half an hour later, the painful moans and groans of the black devil finally disappeared. His eyes stared coldly at the magic mountain opposite and said: "Who are you? Where is the magic sea?"
Hearing Hei Mo speak, Mo Shan replied: "My name is Mo Shan, and I can be regarded as Mo Hai's senior brother. The master of Mo Yun Pavilion, Demon Emperor Leng Yun, has six demon emperors under him, each named after Sun, Moon, Stars, Mountain and Sea."
, Lan Sa is the number one demon king around me, so you should know who I am, right?"
"That demon sea said that I am a member of the Blood Demon Sect. What is going on? Where is this place? Why am I here?"
"Zhang Haotian, everything started because of an announcement from the Blood Demon Sect. Here's what happened. The Blood Demon Sect posted an announcement in our Moyun Pavilion city, wanting Zhang Haotian, the traitor of the Blood Demon Sect...
