Chapter 194 The rules were formulated by Chance Tower
In less than a cup of tea, Mo Yu finished reading the music scores.
"I know this musical score, the Nine Mysterious Sounds, and I've also seen the incomplete parts at the back."
One sentence, but both of them were stunned on the spot.
"What?"
Ning Shaoyang was shocked.
"How could you know! You are from the sect! That senior is my great-uncle, and his ruins are still in our family. How could you have seen it?"
Mo Yu nodded understandingly, "Ning Hui, right?"
The color on Ning Shaoyang's face faded instantly.
"How do you know?"
Mo Yu raised his eyes, "It's the seventh or eighth floor of Chance Building. I don't remember. I've seen his secret realm. Coincidentally, I remember the music score below, and the part behind it happens to be from that person."
Epiphany.”
"Su Manhua, take out a pen and paper, I'll memorize it and you write it."
Su Manhua was extremely surprised, but hesitantly glanced at Ning Shaoyang.
"But...young master uncle, can I know this?"
Music scores are extremely private collections. "Nine Mysterious Sounds" is a treasure passed down by the master. Can she listen to it?
Mo Yu said lazily: "I'm too lazy to write."
Too lazy to...write...
Mo Yu seemed to be aware of Ning Shaoyang's emotions and raised his eyes to look at him.
"Mr. Ning, the treasures in Chance Tower far exceed your imagination."
Ning Shaoyang felt as if he had been punched, his heart trembled suddenly, his thin body trembled slightly, and he breathed a little heavier as he was overwhelmed.
"Zongmen..."
It’s all because of the sect!
Monopolize all resources in the entire world of cultivation.
Although they, members of the family, also have their own inheritance, their cultivation resources are far inferior to those of the sect.
The sect occupied the chance building and did not give outsiders a chance to enter. The entire world of cultivation became the sect's one-spoken hall.
It's... so ridiculous!
Uncle Ancestor was supposed to leave all the inheritance to the family, but he died inside because of the Chance Building. He could not leave much for future generations, but it actually made it easier for those in the sect!
hateful!
"Do you know who made the rules between the sect and Chance Tower?" Mo Yu became interested, holding his cheek with one hand and looking at him with a smile.
Ning Shaoyang took a deep breath, suddenly picked up his piano score and stood up, his tone was a little cold.
"Miss Mo, this kind of chance inheritance is originally obtained by those who are lucky. Since you, Miss Mo, have obtained the inheritance, even if I am a member of my uncle's tribe, I shouldn't interfere too much. Please forgive me for disturbing you today.
"
He stepped back a little and looked at Mo Yu with less eager eyes.
Really, unwilling to do so!
It is really ridiculous to learn about my uncle's inheritance from an outsider.
Su Manhua lowered his head, raised his head and glanced at Ning Shaoyang, without saying anything else.
She understands the master's current mood very well.
In the Ning family, everyone said that ancestor Ning Hui was a genius rarely seen in tens of thousands of years, and the people in the family respected the ancestor extremely.
Not only because ancestor Ning Hui was a genius, but more importantly, he did not join the sect and left the inheritance in the family after his death.
It is precisely because of this that tens of thousands of years later, the Ning family gave birth to a genius like Ning Shaoyang, whose achievements even exceeded those of ancestor Ning Hui.
And now...
Only then did they realize that Patriarch Ning Hui had not left behind all of his inheritance, only a small part.
More, all in the Chance Building!
Even Su Manhua felt angry for Ning Shaoyang.
They are obviously a family connected by blood, but they don't get a complete inheritance, and they can only watch the people of the sect yelling at each other.
Not only will you be unwilling, but you will also feel offended, angry, and resentful!
Su Manhua bit her cherry lips lightly, and a terrible thought suddenly came to her mind.
The sect should not exist!
The system of Zongmen and Jiyuanlou should not exist!
"Farewell." Ning Shaoyang looked cold and turned around to leave.
"Wait a minute." Mo Yu suddenly spoke, her voice still so gentle and slow.
"There are two rules in the Chance Building. First, everyone who has entered the Chance Building will die inside. Second, sects can only enter the corresponding floors according to their levels. Sect disciples are not allowed to cross floors. Do you know why?
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"Why do those who have been to Chance Building die there? What are the standards for the competition between sects, and who will judge? Why can't sect disciples of all levels go to higher floors?"
These words attracted Ning Shaoyang's thoughts.
He turned around and frowned.
Mo Yu made a gesture to sit down.
Even Su Manhua, who is an inner disciple of Tuoyue Sect, doesn't know this.
Su Manhua had just come to the sect not long ago, and it coincided with the sect's competition, and he had not yet entered the chance building to practice.
Ning Shaoyang said coldly: "Didn't your sect set the entire system yourself? The sects set rules for each other and strictly abide by them, or the first-grade sect arranges special control."
Su Manhua's eyes widened.
"But, Master, there is an ancestor in the Tuoyue Sect who is in the Tribulation Stage. The ancestor cannot go to a higher level. Even if there is a special person to control it, is it possible that the strong men in the Tribulation Stage are watching?"
Ning Shaoyang shook his head gently, raised his eyes and looked at Mo Yu, waiting for her to explain.
Mo Yu curled his lips and waved his palm, and a pot of wine and three wine glasses suddenly appeared on the table.
Su Manhua quickly stood up and filled the wine glass with wine.
"Even if, as you said, there is such a management mechanism, as long as the cultivation level is high, you can find ways to enter a higher level, then what is the point of the sect disciples trying their best to improve the sect level? As long as you practice and improve yourself
Just cultivate yourself, after all, it is worth a try, and higher-level cultivation resources are a great temptation for a monk."
Ning Shaoyang nodded gently.
indeed.
If it were him, he would definitely practice hard, and then find a way to sneak into the higher levels of Chance Building. He would treat the sect's level as if it were nothing, and the rest of the sect... what would they have to do with him?
Mo Yu curled his lips, "Actually, these two rules were formulated by Jiyuan Tower itself."
"What!"
In an instant, even Ning Shaoyang, who had always been calm, changed his expression.
Su Manhua covered her mouth, her eyes widened, unable to conceal her shock.
"What, how..." Ning Shaoyang clenched the wine glass in his hand. The wine glass was overwhelmed and broke with a click. The wine splashed on the table and wet his clothes.
Mo Yu's tone was a little more solemn.
"The sect's grade evaluation every five years is a rule set by the Chance House itself. There is a chance list, and the final result will be shown on the chance list."
"The Opportunity Building will give certain permissions to sects. Which levels of sects can enter corresponding floors? Take our Tuoyue Sect as an example. We used to be a fifth-grade sect and could enter the seventh floor of the Opportunity Building.
As for the eighth floor, we don’t have permission, and even the ancestors in the Tribulation Stage can’t enter without permission.”