Chapter 210: The Most Holy Calligraphy, Mirrored with Strokes
Just when the opinions of many leaders of the academy were yet to be unified, the mountain of blood and corpses formed by Gu Yusheng's murderous sword intent had completely taken shape.
Both the Mo family and some people who were on the demon-slaying list were all involved. Even Jingzhe, a sword boy in the Eighth Realm, was unable to break through the confinement of the guarding sword intention and was also involved in the killing sword intention.
Jingzhe was also swallowed up by the sea of blood and the mountain of corpses.
For a time, the family practitioners lost each other in the illusion and could only face it alone.
Weak monsters naturally cannot scare these practitioners, but the monster tide formed by hundreds, thousands, thousands of monsters, coupled with the bloody smell that can be heard everywhere, and the human race that keeps running away
Practitioners not only affect the six senses of practitioners, but also constantly erode their will.
Little by little, they were brought into the fantasy world.
In fact.
Those who dare to swing and draw their swords in the face of danger are considered brave.
When monsters are raging and they are on the scene, their status as a student of the Holy Academy and their bloodline from hundreds of schools of thought will not bring them any help.
Because this illusion was triggered by Gu Yusheng's killing sword intent. Once every ferocious beast or demonic beast scratches a person, the sense of existence is absolutely real, and it is also because of this pain that makes
These normally aloof students were confused for a moment.
I know it's fake.
But physical pain can quickly wear down a person's will.
soon.
Some people couldn't bear the pain of being surrounded by monsters and began to scream heartbreakingly. Their screams could be heard by others.
Make the fantasy become more real.
"It's fake, it's all fake, why are you panicking!"
Mo Jin waved his sword at the demon. Arrogant people always have arrogant capital. As a direct descendant of the Mo family, it is naturally impossible to grow up in a honey pot. He waved his sword with all his strength and conveyed his voice to others.
, the intention reunites.
but.
The frightened screams are more likely to affect the mind.
People kept running down the mountain.
Because in addition to being harassed by illusory monsters, they were also consumed by the sword energy of Jianshan, and the pain in their bodies reached directly to their souls.
"Damn it."
Mo Jin roared.
"Gu, please wait for me!"
He clapped his palm, took out the vermilion judge's pen, and poured spiritual power into it. The pen instantly filled with an extremely powerful Confucianism and Taoism aura, wrapping him in it. He could not break through Gu Yusheng's trap in a short time.
With the killing sword intention, he was able to continue moving forward. He moved his pen upwards quickly, and within a few breaths, he was about to catch up with Gu Yusheng.
"You're a country boy, you look down on others!"
Mo Jin raised the corner of his mouth, raised his pen and wrote the word "mirror" in the air.
Gu Yusheng felt that the scenery in front of him changed. The space he was in was almost exactly the same as the space Mo Jin was in.
The illusion that Mo Jin was in also appeared in Gu Yusheng's world like a mirror image.
A fifth-level monster attacked the two of them.
Gu Yusheng and Mo Jin both waved their swords at the same time.
The phantom of the monster in front of Mo Jin was destroyed by him using his pen as a sword.
Mo Jin looked at the monster running towards Gu Yusheng, with a sinister smile on his lips.
The monster in the sea of blood attacked Gu Yusheng with its fangs and claws.
Gu Yusheng subconsciously raised his hand and condensed a sword energy, but the moment his sword energy was shot out, his pupils shrank, and the sword and the monster passed by each other.
Off course?
Gu Yusheng could already feel the sharpness of the demon's claws.
"Die!"
Mo Jin smiled jokingly. The pen in his hand was a calligraphy treasure passed down by the ancestors of the Mohist family. He used his spiritual power to move the ink and wrote the words, which was equivalent to being written by the sage Confucian of the Ninth Realm. That 'mirror'
Words, the projected world, have completely different directions, left is right, right is left.
Even up and down.
before and after.
All will show random flips.
The blood-colored demonic claws pierced Gu Yusheng's shoulder, leaving deep claw marks on Gu Yusheng's shoulders and bleeding.
"Hahaha!"
Mo Jin smiled happily.
"You will suffer the consequences. I will trap you in the mirror world and watch you die slowly. If you are wise, I will remove the mountain of blood and corpses created by you!"
Gu Yusheng glanced at Mo Jin and didn't answer.
Mo Jin's face darkened.
He used his energy to disturb the corpse mountain in the blood sea, causing a wave of monsters to appear in his world. The same scene was also mirrored in Gu Yusheng's world.
Saw this scene.
Mo Jin laughed arrogantly, "The mountain of corpses in the sea of blood you created is a monster that was transformed by personal strength and state of mind. I am an existence in the seventh realm. In other words, as long as I deliberately guide
I’m frightened, there may even be a great demon from the Seventh Realm, right? And you, in my mirror world, will also face all this, hahaha!”
"This is the consequence of despising others. Who do you think you are? The road leading to the Holy Court is not accessible to everyone."
Mo Jin held the pen in front of him, deliberately disrupting his mood.
Putting Gu Yusheng into a crisis, Mo Jin was not only protected by various treasures, but Mo Jin's own strength was also a level higher than Gu Yusheng's.
Seeing Gu Yusheng being attacked by monsters one after another in the mirror world, Mo Jin became even more proud.
As long as Gu Yusheng's will collapses, his sword will will also collapse, and the crisis in front of him will naturally be resolved. Not only will he break Gu Yusheng's situation, but he will also become the benefactor of all the practitioners of Shangshengyuan Shushan today. This stroke
Everyone must return favors.
What's more important.
There must be many powerful people in the Holy Courtyard watching this scene.
He is ink gold.
Not only do you want to be in the top ten on the demon slaying list, but you also need to take the opportunity to become famous all over the world and maintain the reputation of the Holy Academy.
besides.
The mirror world created by Mo Jin with the calligraphy treasures left by his ancestors will not dissipate just because the illusion outside dissipates. He will take the opportunity to lead in the wrong direction and let Gu Yusheng go back step by step on the path he took so hard.
"Huh?"
In front of the Saint Monument of the Sixth Academy.
A great scholar noticed the situation outside the mountain, with a little surprise on his face. Many people turned their attention to Mo Xing, the dean of the ceremony hall, where the old god was present.
Li Muzhi, who is also the dean, said meaningfully: "Dean Mo, the pen in the hand of that boy from your Mo family should be the Kui Pleiades Star Pen, one of the four great calligraphy treasures of the sage and great Confucian of your Mo family.
'Well, you are willing to put such a valuable thing on this junior, aren't you afraid that he will lose it?"
Mo Xing stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "In today's world, the monster clan is raging and standing in all directions. The crisis of the human race is getting closer and closer. Since it is a thing of the ancestors, it is naturally left to the younger generation for use. Only if the blood of the clan is preserved can the human race be forever.
It's prosperous. Aren't you, the descendants of the Li family, also on the mountain road? But I think the situation is a bit not good. It's just an illusion, so I started to retreat. If I really encounter a monster, I'm afraid something bad will happen."
Mo Xing's words made the atmosphere suddenly become weird. It was clear that he wanted to break the illusion created by the sword intent of the young man from Qingping Prefecture before, but now, the descendant of the Mo family used the mirror image of his strokes to trap the illusion.
The attitude of the Mo family about the young man with the sword suddenly changed drastically. Such a swaying stance was still wrapped up in the righteousness of the human race.
It's hard for anyone to refute.
Because if you refute it, you are not on the side of justice.
But if you follow Mo Xing's words, it will be as uncomfortable as eating a fly.
"Old Mo has a heart for the world, I admire him."
Someone praised it.
Mo Xing, who was holding an air of dignity, showed a bit of kindness on his face.
But his consciousness has been observing the situation at the foot of the mountain.
The boy named Gu Yusheng traveled thousands of miles to deliver books and return them to the Holy Court, winning the favor of many people.
And as soon as he appeared, he caused such a big noise.
He actually argued with the sword boy in the back mountain.
This made Mo Xing feel threatened.
The inheritance of Zhanlong Mountain.
Entering the Houshan Mountain and becoming a disciple of the Confucius.
He has been planning this for years.
The Mo family must get it.
The last great scholar of the Mo family who was a threat has been set up and burdened by his reputation. His reputation in the Holy Court has plummeted. The only thing that needs to be considered is Mo Wanyun, the Mo family who has an innocent body, but he has already
With the backup plan in mind, the variable now is Gu Yusheng from outside the mountain.