Everyone has a golden finger, and I can copy

Mo Nan took the two talismans, thanked Teacher Zhao, and said nothing more.

Seeing that Teacher Zhao Ming was drinking tea, Mo Nan knew that he had said everything he wanted to say, and there was nothing more to say.

Zhao Ming seemed to have thought of something, and said, "When you arrive at the Starry Sky Battlefield, someone will tell you the details."

Mo Nan and Ji Ruxue both nodded and left.

The purpose of their visit was to know the content of the last condition. Now that it was clear, there was no need to stay.

However, when Mo Nan left, he drank the tea in the cup clean.

After walking out of the hall where Zhao Ming was, Mo Nan raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky.

In the infinitely distant galaxy, there were human warriors who were resisting the pressure from the entire universe.

Slowly exhaling, Mo Nan retracted his sight.

Ji Ruxue, who was also looking up at the sky, suddenly said:

"Mo Nan, when will you complete the mission?"

Mo Nan glanced at Ji Ruxue, and he suddenly felt that in the face of the rise and fall of all human races, his previous displeasure with Ji Ruxue was not worth mentioning at all.

"In a few days, I need to make some preparations."

"Which star system would you choose to go to?" Ji Ruxue continued to ask.

Mo Nan fell into deep thought. He had never thought about this, but it should be the same no matter where he went. There would be no difference.

According to Ji Ruxue, the eight star systems are named after the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes, namely:

Qian, Kan, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kun, and Dui.

Adding the directions, it should be:

Northwest Qian Star System, North Kan Star System, Northeast Gen Star System, East Zhen Star System, Southeast Xun Star System, South Li Star System, Southwest Kun Star System, West Dui Star System.

Mo Nan thought for a while and said, "Let's go to the Southern Star System."

Mo Nan didn't understand these things either, so he picked one of the eight star systems at random.

Because the technique he practiced was the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra, and the Phoenix's innate divine fire was the Southern Ming Fire, so Mo Nan chose the Southern Star System.

After thinking for a while, Mo Nan looked at Ji Ruxue and asked:

"Sister Ji, is there something special about this?"

Ji Ruxue knew more than him, maybe she could know some of the differences and differences, otherwise, the other party would not have asked this question.

Ji Ruxue raised her eyebrows and said, "There is no special, they are all the same."

Mo Nan was a little speechless, so what is there to ask.

Afterwards, Mo Nan and Ji Ruxue separated and left.

Watching Ji Ruxue disappear into a stream of light, Mo Nan was a little envious.

Flying, this is the dream of all human beings, but unfortunately, I can't do it now.

Looking at the sky above the nine heavens, the battle between Qianqiu and the other person has not ended yet.

Mo Nan had no intention of watching, so he turned and left.

When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Mo Nan suddenly saw a familiar figure.

When he saw that figure, Mo Nan finally knew what he had forgotten when he came to Wufeng yesterday.

Mo Nan hid his figure and walked towards the figure who was talking in the crowd not far away.

In the crowd not far away, Duan Lang, who was talking to the crowd, seemed to suddenly feel something, and only felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He looked around and didn't find anything unusual. Just as he was about to continue talking, he found himself suddenly in a strange space.

He could see the situation outside, but the people outside seemed to be unable to hear what he said.

He seemed to be in two time and space with the crowd.

Duan Lang panicked all of a sudden. He shouted to the crowd nearby:

"Hey, look at me, I'm here! I have the unknown story of Mo Nan and the sophomore white-haired senior sister here, don't you want to listen?"

However, no one could hear his words, let alone respond. Those people also looked around curiously, wondering why such a big man disappeared just when he was talking about the key point?

After Duan Lang said this, he suddenly felt the air around him quickly become cold.

He couldn't help but shrink his neck and shivered all over.

Then he saw a snowflake slowly falling and landing on the tip of his nose.

At the same time, the biting cold permeated his whole body.

Just then, a huge fist appeared out of thin air and quickly enlarged in his sight.

"Bang!"

Duan Lang was smashed out, and after struggling for a few times, he slowly got up.However, one of his eyes had completely turned into a panda eye.

Duan Lang looked around in horror, but he didn't see any figure.

He trembled and said, "I tell you, this is the Jiuxiao Holy Land, don't mess around, the Martial Saint is staring at you."

Then, another fist appeared out of thin air, turning his other eye into a panda eye.

"I #￥%..."

"Bang bang bang bang!"

For the next ten minutes, Duan Lang's screams were endless.

Mo Nan did not use his true energy, so Duan Lang would not be seriously injured, but skin injuries were inevitable.

After beating Duan Lang from inside to outside, Mo Nan felt that his somewhat depressed mood because of learning the truth of the Starry Sky Battlefield had improved a lot.

Looking at Duan Lang lying on the ground crying for his parents, Mo Nan suddenly felt refreshed.

Comfortable.

Clapping his hands, Mo Nan withdrew the [Frost Field] and turned to leave Wu Feng.

The crowd gathered together and suddenly saw a figure appearing on the ground out of thin air, rolling on the ground, crying and shouting.

"Where did the pig head come from?"

"What pig head? That's Brother Lang!"

"What? Fuck! Brother Lang!"

Several people ran over and helped Duan Lang up in a panic.

"Brother Lang, what's this look like?"

"Brother Lang, who the hell beat you into this pig head? Tell me, I will beat him so hard that he can't recognize his own brother!"

Duan Lang, who was supported by several people, almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard the words, "Can you talk?"

At the same time, he almost fell to the ground in fear, and hurriedly looked around nervously.

After seeing no movement, Duan Lang wiped his nosebleed and grinned:

"It's okay, I fell down by myself."

Several people heard the words and showed a weird expression of "You think we are fools, right?"

Duan Lang was helpless. Just now, he heard a voice transmission in his ear, and he finally knew why he was beaten.

He wanted to tell the guy who wanted to stand up for him who beat him up, and if he had the guts, he could go and settle the score with him, but he finally held back.

He was afraid that the other party had not left yet.

He glared at a few people: "What are you looking at? Go away. We will analyze the gossip of Jiuxiao Academy next time."