Signed in at home for three years, I went out and tore the gods with my hands

"what is this?"

He found something that looked transparent and something special.

"Is this a soul?"

With the ability of soul extraction, he seems to be able to see some things that others cannot see.

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Chapter 62 You are late

Mo Yun looked intently at the place where Ming Kuang disappeared.

There floated a football-sized, somewhat illusory blue transparent ball of light.

Mo Yun stretched out his hand to touch it, and found that his sense of touch was slightly cool, and he could easily pass through it.

"The eye of true knowledge."

The light in Mo Yun's eyes flashed, and the eye of true knowledge was activated instantly.

Soon, characters appeared on the virtual panel.

【Soul: Attached to the human body, as the non-material form of the dominant existence, it will slowly dissipate after death. 】

"Sure enough, it's the soul..."

Mo Yun shook his head, then gathered his energy to wrap up the mass of souls, and then activated the soul extraction.

Immediately, messages kept flashing in Mo Yun's mind.

Because Ming Kuang is not a king-level martial artist who has proved the pinnacle of Dao, so there is no Dao Yun in his soul.

In this way, after Mo Yun performed the soul extraction, he could only receive the memory of Ming Kuang.

And these memories are not complete, just some memory fragments.

These memory fragments contain the more important memories of Ming Kuang's life.

Mo Yun concentrated on feeling it seriously.

About half an hour later, he received all these memories.

As Mo Yun walked towards home, he began to think seriously.

A memory fragment contains many things.

Including the important experiences of Ming Kuang's life.

It also includes the exercises and martial arts he practiced.

It also includes some of his deepest thoughts.

All in all, it's complicated.

After returning home, Mo Yun spent about half an hour sorting out a few useful pieces of information from the messy information.

[-]. Ming Kuang is the leader of the Tianmo Sect's intelligence department, and he has a lot of important information.

[-]. The specific location of the headquarters of Tianmojiao and the specific locations of each branch.

[-]. Why did Mingkuang appear in Jiangnan Wuhan University.

[-]. Some news about the exchanges between the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Demon Race.

[-]. The Mozu made a comeback after half a year, trying to cooperate with the Tianmo Sect to capture the Jiangnan base in one fell swoop and reach Jiangnan Wuhan University to achieve the ultimate goal.

After sorting out the information, Mo Yun frowned slightly.

"It turns out that since 20 years ago, the demons have been planning Jiangnan Wuda."

"I didn't expect that the main purpose of Tianmojiao's inspections of Jiangnan Wuda is not Gu Junshen."

"The demons are really cunning, they play everyone around..."

Mo Yun sighed a little.

Ever since Gu Qingshan was besieged by the eight quasi-kings of the monsters and demons, the demons had already calculated it.

"Half a year ago, the monsters and demons attacked the Jiangnan base desperately. It must have been done by the demons."

"The demon clan seems to have been used as a chess game by the demon clan."

Of course, there are some things that Mo Yun deduced by himself.

Because there are some things that even Ming Kuang doesn't know much about.

"What kind of secret is hidden in Jiangnan Wuda that can make the Demon Race such a labor-intensive layout?"

"Or, what is it about Jiangnan Wuda that attracts the demons?"

Mo Yun propped his chin with his hands and began to think deeply.

But obviously, it is impossible to infer these based on Ming Kuang's memory.

After thinking for a while, Mo Yun gave up.

Looking at the time, it was past eight o'clock.

"Forget it, cooking is important."

After being delayed by the madness, Mo Yun still hasn't had dinner yet.

It was too late, he didn't want to cook, so he picked up his phone and ordered a takeaway.

Half an hour later, the takeaway was delivered.

This time it is a new takeaway guy.

The takeaway boy was not enthusiastic, and he would not ask Mo Yun if he wanted to bring garbage or something.

While eating the takeaway in his hand, Mo Yun always felt that it was not as delicious as before.

Then, he shook his head without thinking much.

After eating, Mo Yun poured a glass of fruit juice, walked slowly to the window, and stared intently at the south.

Over there is the headquarters of the Tianmo Cult.