The rain was falling at dusk, making the ground muddy.

Outside an unknown small village in Guangling County, Qin Yang walked slowly from outside the village holding an umbrella.

The slanting wind and drizzle hit his clothes. With a slight flick, they turned into small water droplets rolling down the hem of his clothes. He was walking in the wind, and the strong wind spread out three feet in front of him.

There was a gap, allowing the white-haired boy to walk through it calmly.

Slow footsteps left neat footprints in the mud, but strangely, the hem of his clothes and white boots were not stained with dirt. Qin Yang walked slowly into a seemingly simple warehouse in the village and collected the goods.

He picked up the umbrella and shook it slightly, looked at the people inside and smiled: "Sorry, I'm late."

It looks like an ordinary warehouse on the outside, but there is something going on inside.

There was a sapphire floor below, and glass lights hanging above. When Qin Yang entered the door, five eyes looked at him, with their own meanings, sizing up the newcomer.

Xuan Jian looks like a wanderer, Zhan Ri wears a cloak to hide his evil aura, Jing Salamander wears a black wooden mask and has a graceful figure, and two stunning women stand in the center with iron orders hanging around their waists.

This small village may seem ordinary, but in fact it is a stronghold of the Mohist family. The men, women, and children in the village are all members of the Mohist family. Even the youngest child was imprinted with the Mohist family at the moment of his birth. They have been members of the Mohist family for generations.

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String Master, and...

Qin Yang turned his eyes to the woman with white hair and blue shirt. Their eyes met, and they both felt a kind of throbbing from the other person.

The throb of blood.

‘A person with a similar bloodline to me is still one of the nine calculations of the Mohist family...’

Qin Yang took out his Zhi Ge Ling from his arms and wore it on his waist.

At this moment, the way everyone looked at him changed instantly.

The eyes of the string master and the white-haired woman in green clothes just changed and returned to normal. The white-haired woman even looked at Qin Yang with a smile.

On the other hand, Xuan Jian, Yan Sun, and Jing Salamander all had eyes like swords, piercing Qin Yang's body. The sword intent came out of the body, like four divine swords, unsheathed and raised, and the sword power locked onto Qin Yang's body.

If Qin Yang just arrived late and was a bit rude, then Qin Yang now wants to show off his status, which belongs to the Mohist family's ninth position.

As for the Nine Calculators of the Mo family, it is not possible to have Zhi Ge Ling. At least among Xia Mo, he still needs to be recognized by Xuan Jian and others before his status can be higher than theirs.

Because the nine calculations are equal to the main chord.

Facing the sword intent of the three people, Qin Yang looked calm. He nodded to the string master and the white-haired woman with a smile, and stepped out with ease.

bass--

The sound of the sword rang in his ears, and the sharp sword intent cut straight into his heart. Qin Yang felt as if his mind was cut into two pieces with that sword strike. The sword intent alone could kill an ordinary warrior.

However, when such a sharp sword intent fell into Qin Yang's mind, it was directly repelled by the masculine blood, and could not be harmed in the slightest.

If it were a real sword energy, Qin Yang would still have to work hard to resist it, but this sword energy was a bit inadequate. Although Jing Salamander's sword was sharp, it could not cut through Qin Yang's mind.

"The sword is very beneficial."

Qin Yang said, taking another step forward.

"Humph!" Zhanri snorted coldly, and the Zhidian sword was unsheathed, flashing a crimson sword light. Yin energy instantly filled the surroundings, darkness was taking shape, and light was disappearing.

In the deep darkness, only a blood-like sword light reflected in Qin Yang's eyes, bringing the darkest but most direct killing intent.

Compared with Frightened Salamander, Hiding the Sun's temptation was not so gentle. He directly used the unique move of "Hiding the Sun, Overcast Day and Darkness". The deep darkness contained the most powerful sword intent, and no matter what,

It looks like a strike is better than a strike, and the sword posture that is ready to go creates a sense of crisis more than the actual strike.

"The sword style is extraordinary."

Qin Yang judged like this, his energy and blood revived, and his fists were vigorous, like the scorching sun, dispelling the darkness.

"despair--"

He took another step, broke through the sword intent that concealed the sun, and faced the final Xuan Jian.

Buzz!

The two swords trembled behind his back, and countless vengeful souls appeared in Qin Yang's eyes surrounding the black and white swords, pouring into Qin Yang's ears like wails from hell.

Among Xia Mo's Seven Swords, Xuan Jian is the oldest and the one who kills the most.

There are countless wronged souls under the black and white swords. The evil spirit and resentment even make the black and white swords channel spirits, allowing Xuanjian's sword intention to create a hellish illusion.

However, this illusion completely disappeared in the next moment. Xuanjian only felt a sword light passing by. Both the scene of the wronged soul and the intention of the two swords were destroyed by this sword light.

"Oh~"

Xuanjian held down the two swords that were trembling even more violently, his eyes showing excitement.

The black and white swords just now were just phantoms. Xuan Jian didn't actually use all his strength. He just let the psychic swords play freely.

But Qin Yang's sword light made Xuan Jian interested.

"That one just now, is it the sword intention?" Xuan Jian's eyes shifted to Qin Yang's waist, "The sword intention of Zhi Geliu?"

As keen as he is, he just felt the sword intention in Zhi Ge Ling, and he concluded that Qin Yang used the sword intention belonging to Zhi Ge style. In other words, Qin Yang has understood some Zhi Ge style sword styles, and gained a lot.

.

It was unmistakable. Although he had never comprehended Zhi Ge Liu, he had seen Xian Master display similar sword intent.

"In the Zhi Ge Order, there is more than just Zhi Ge Liu." Qin Yang replied meaningfully.

He touched the iron order on his waist and walked past the three people with a smile. This time, the three people did not stop him. Qin Yang had proved that he was strong enough to take the position of Jiu Suan.

"Two senior sisters, how do you call them?" Qin Yang asked with a smile.

Since he has become a Jiu Suan, he will not be inferior to other Jiu Suan members. Although Qin Yang is the nephew of the previous Jiu Suan Lin Tiange, the other Jiu Suan members are not his uncles and uncles, at least until he becomes a Jiu Suan

After that, it doesn’t count anymore.

"My surname is Mo." The string master said calmly.

He never stated his real name, but revealed his birth name.

The string master’s surname is Mo.

‘Mo? It is said that the previous generation Juzi also had the surname Mo.’

Qin Yang seemed to understand why Master Xian was obsessed with revenge.

Thinking in his mind, Qin Yang nodded with a smile and said, "Senior Sister Mo."

Another woman with white hair and a blue shirt showed a smile as warm as the sun behind the snow, and said: "Senior sister's name is 'Si Ming'. I think Junior Brother Qin has a lot of things to say to Senior Sister."

Hearing this, Qin Yang nodded slightly.

Naturally, he had a lot of things he wanted to talk to this white-haired woman, such as where his bloodline belonged to and how he got it.

But looking at this woman's expression, she seemed to regard herself as a member of the same race, not as someone who had her own bloodline implanted into her.

'But we can still get some clues from her, such as where this bloodline comes from.' Qin Yang thought.
Chapter completed!