A black sword attracted Mo Ranchen's attention. He stepped forward and picked it up. There were mysterious and mysterious textures on the sword's hilt, and there was a giant turtle hovering on the scabbard.
Pulling out the scabbard, the black sword seemed to have roaring sounds. As it was picked up by Mo Ranchen, a desolate aura came out of the sword.
"Xuanwu?" Mo Ranchen was surprised to find that the sword had the aura of Xuanwu.
"It turns out to be Xuanwu, one of the Four Symbols! Any sword you pick up has the power of Xuanwu, one of the Four Symbols."
"Am I really the chosen one?"
Seeing Mo Ranchen's fuss, Zhizunbao stepped forward, took a look, and curled his lips.
"The four elephants correspond to green, black, red and white. You just chose the color you like. There are many more powerful treasures left by the saint than this sword, so there is no need to be so fussy."
"That's right, the innate spirit treasure with thunder attribute that I just saw is more suitable for you, but you turned a blind eye and still want to be the chosen one. Are you the one who got kicked in the head?" Wuyou Pavilion Master shook his head.
"Go away, I'm the boss after all, why don't you let me think about it?" Mo Ranchen's good mood finally disappeared, and he suddenly had a bad look on his face.
"Although the innate spiritual treasure is good, I may not be able to control it now. This sword is good."
Mo Ranchen continued to look at the sword in his hand. It was completely black. As the sword recognized its owner, he could also know that the material on the sword was the tortoise shell of the Xuanwu clan, and it was also the tortoise shell of the North Sea black turtle.
At first, Nuwa saw that the Black Tortoise's limbs were used to hold up the collapsing sky, but the body of the Black Tortoise was of no use. No one cared if the leader of Tongtian took a few pieces of tortoise shell.
After all, with Yuanshi holding half of Buzhoushan in front of him, a few pieces of tortoise shell seemed to be nothing.
After Master Tongtian made a sword from the tortoise shell of the North Sea Black Turtle, he felt that it was of no use, so he threw it aside and forgot about it long ago.
"It turns out it's that senior. There's something special about this sword." Mo Ranchen put the sword away.
"Why don't you tell me the name of this sword?" Zhizunbao asked doubtfully.
"I won't tell you." Mo Ranchen complained quite a bit about the guy who just robbed his spiritual treasure.
"Childish." Supreme Treasure sighed.
Mo Ranchen looked around at the other spiritual treasures. Although they were his own treasures, he would be fine with them, but the principle of biting off more than he could chew... well, he really didn't understand.
However, a sword is enough.
Leader Tongtian asked: "Are you sure you don't want to choose a thunder magic weapon? After all, you major in thunder spells."
"Yes, Master, the disciple has been chosen." Mo Ranchen replied solemnly.
"Now that you've made your choice, go ahead."
Mo Ranchen was transported back to the Earthly Immortal Realm by the Tongtian Cult Leader, and reached the Qilin Cliff of Shushan in Dongsheng Shenzhou.
"Next is the Shushan Disciple Recruitment Ceremony."
Mo Ranchen opened his eyes and felt the constant power in his body. He felt very good now.
"A drama may not resurrect Shushan. After all, where is Kunlun's strength? The reconstructed Shushan does not have the ability to support the addition of new blood."
Long Mo played with the fairy Wen Yu in his hand, and the words he said casually seemed to have a fascinating magic power.
Hearing this, Mo Ranchen was stunned for a moment, and asked with some confusion: "What's wrong with your voice?"
"What's wrong?" Long Mo said calmly.
Mo Ranchen thought about the word in his mind, and then said: "It's quite kind."
"Is there anything wrong?" Long Mo said calmly, "Do you want me to always talk to you in a voice full of intrigue?"
"That's not true. That would make me feel that you are plotting against me." Mo Ranchen's eyebrows were frivolous, "However, if you suddenly change your attitude towards speaking, it will make me feel even more dangerous."
"Are you still afraid that the clone will become addicted to the master?" Long Mo's deep brows and eyes flashed with a faint light.
Mo Ranchen's eyebrows stretched slightly and he turned on the holographic mode of the Warring States Era.
In Wahuang City, Li Lizhi's figure moved from far to near. She was standing there. I don't know if it was because beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but Mo Ranchen only saw that one person in this bustling game continent.
"Chang Le." Mo Ranchen stepped forward happily.
Nothing is as important as a wife, no matter what era.
"Ranchen." Li Lizhi's refreshing voice, coupled with the emotion that comes only when someone meets their sweetheart, was like a rain of sweet rain.
No other words or actions are needed, just looking at each other will make you feel happy.
It's enough for two people who like each other to be together, not to mention that these two are already one of the most powerful second generations in the world. They join forces. Once they are combined, life will only be about enjoyment.
There is nothing to do, it is the life Mo Ranchen has always dreamed of, and he can also be with the girl he likes.
Mo Ranchen and Li Lizhi were sitting together, and they didn't know what they thought of. Mo Ranchen suddenly asked: "My Majesty, I have been holding you back, why did you let you meet me today?"
"Don't you know about Master's temper? The Legend of Sword and Fairy 3 you played is too short. She said that every day in today's prehistoric times is too long and it is boring without any entertainment. Let me rush you.
"Li Lizhi smiled sweetly.
"However, I know that it is 80% impossible for you to update more, so I don't plan to rush you. Wouldn't it be nice for us to spend this little time together and have a good time together?"
Mo Ranchen raised his lips and smiled, "Aren't you afraid that the queen will blame you?"
"Don't worry, Master also thinks that such a good work should not suffer a decline in quality because of her urging, so in fact, she doesn't have high hopes." Li Lizhi leaned on Mo Ranchen's shoulder, her eyebrows arched.
"It's true. How could such a good work be ruined just because others urged it?" Mo Ranchen laughed dumbly.
If Li Lizhi didn't have the complete set of Legend of Sword and Fairy III on her phone, she would probably have believed Mo Ranchen.
Li Lizhi knew that Mo Ranchen would not lie to her or use any other excuses to frustrate her. If she asked Mo Ranchen to do more, Mo Ranchen would definitely agree, but it was not necessary.
Nuwa had other thoughts when it came to accepting disciples. Li Lizhi knew it in her heart, and Mo Ranchen also knew that it was the same thing for everyone and there was no need to make an exception for Nuwa.
Maybe Mo Ranchen doesn't know how to be grateful, but this is his impression of Nuwa. There will only be transactions between them for the time being. As for the future, let's leave it to the future.
"How are your father and mother?" Li Lizhi remembered that she hadn't seen them for a while, although she would find out news from time to time.
"Everything is fine. It's just that my mother-in-law asked me about Liuli before, and I told her it wasn't worth much. My father-in-law didn't look very good at that time." Mo Ranchen recalled what happened before, with a smile in his eyes.
"My father was very fond of colored glaze before and spent a lot of money on them. Suddenly I found that colored glaze was worthless, so naturally I felt very distressed. Speaking of which, my father has a lot of colored glaze."
Li Lizhi recalled that when she was a child, her fourth brother Li Tai broke a piece of dragon-shaped glass that was as long as an arm in Li Shimin's room. Even though Li Tai was loved by Li Shimin, he was still punished by Li Shimin.