Collection of Worlds

Needless to say, the brushwork and the meaning of the text are rare in the world, and Mo Shanshan still has this appreciation ability. Not to mention her own, even the works of her master Wang Shusheng are probably not as good. To his surprise, she saw something deeper.

"How do you know this sentence?"

Mo Shanshan asked eagerly.

"This sentence? What's wrong with this sentence?" Mo Wen didn't understand at all: "It just popped up in my head? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this sentence?"

Mo Shanshan frowned, the words came to his lips but he couldn't speak, he flew to the bookshelf, took out a thick book from the top floor, flipped open the pages, and took out a pair of words , wrote the eight characters of "Heaven and earth righteousness, awe-inspiring forever".

Mo Wen laughed and said, "The writing is not bad, is it your work?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head: "No, this is the copybook written by Shen Qingyun, the sword emperor of the Tang Dynasty, to Master Yan Se, the great talisman master. This is a copy handed down from Master Yan Se."

Mo Wen murmured: "Shen Qingyun, Sword Emperor of the Tang Dynasty? A little familiar? Could it be that I knew him before?"

Mo Shanshan shook his head: "The Sword Emperor is one of the best masters in the world. If you are really the priest of the Xiling Judgment, you may not know him, but, do you find anything special about this calligraphy?"

After being told by her, Mo Wen carefully looked at the writing here.

"Heaven and earth are upright, majestic and long-lasting. These eight characters are as mighty as the scorching sun. They are forgotten and unprecedented. They have the majestic spirit that I dare to break through even if there are tens of thousands of people. This person must be a powerful person."

Mo Shanshan gagged, and Mo Wen didn't understand her intention at all: "Jianhuang was able to compete with Liu Bai, the number one swordsman in the world more than ten years ago, so he is naturally powerful. I mean, have you noticed that? The aura of swordsmanship contained in this word?"

"The breath of the sword?" Mo Wen suddenly woke up: "Yes, yes, you are right, it is the breath of the sword, fierce and domineering."

Mo Shanshan said helplessly: "The sword emperor's famous stunt is the purple emperor sword seal, and seven peak sword intents are integrated on the sword seal. More than ten years ago, he used a world-shattering sword art in the battle with the sword master. I still remember his fighting spirit in my heart, the righteousness of heaven and earth, the grandeur will last forever, I don’t want to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods..."

The more Mo Shanshan talked, the more excited he became, as if a little girl had met an idol.

Mo Wen felt more and more that something was wrong, so he hurriedly stopped and said, "Stop, stop, stop, good sister, just say what you want to say, just say it, you also know that I have forgotten a lot of things, and there are some things I can't understand."

"Okay." Mo Shanshan was stunned, and then remembered that he was a confused amnesiac. Although he retained some common sense in life, most of his actions were subconscious. Who knows what kind of person he is, and it's hard to figure it out. normal.

So she picked up the handwriting written by Mo Wen just now: "Look, does your handwriting also have the aura of swordsmanship? Although it is very thin, it is completely inadvertently brought by you. Explain what?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Wen scratched his head, but didn't understand. Mo Shanshan suddenly felt a big stone on his chest.

"It means you know swordsmanship, brother," Mo Shanshan said coquettishly and angrily.

"Ahem..." Mo Wen touched his nose, and fell into self-blame again.

"Kendo? I don't remember"

Hearing this, Mo Shanshan couldn't hold back, but fortunately she has a good self-restraint.

"If you think about it carefully, there is such a strong sword intent inadvertently, your swordsmanship will never be low."

"Cultivation of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, sword" Mo Wen recalled a little bit, he also felt very familiar with the mention of swords, but that's what happened, there were some things in the dark, but he just couldn't grasp them.

After a while, Mo Wen said with a mournful face, "I can't remember."

Mo Shanshan suddenly looked like a deflated ball: "Okay, I will remember it later"

Mo Wen said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I disappointed you." He could feel that Mo Shanshan did this out of concern for him, but he really couldn't remember it.

When Mo Shanshan heard Mo Wen's apology, he was filled with emotions for a moment, with an indescribably sour feeling in his heart.

"It's okay, one day you will remember it, it's getting late, you go to rest, you have to hurry tomorrow"

Seeing that Mo Shanshan was just a little disappointed and nothing else happened, Mo Wen felt relieved: "Okay, you should go to bed earlier, writing at night is not good for your eyes."

"Well, I see, my eyes are not good." Mo Shanshan felt warm in his heart.

Suddenly, Mo Wen took back the steps he had just taken, and turned around to meet Mo Shanshan's eyes.

Mo Shanshan was taken aback for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Mo Wen looked into her eyes and said: "It's nothing, just now a kind of clear liquid suddenly popped up in my head, which can enhance eyesight, I'll find some for you when I have a chance someday.

"Qingming Lingye? Where is it? Why haven't I heard of it?" Mo Shanshan asked in surprise. She is familiar with hundreds of books, so she should have heard of such a thing.

Mo Wen blurted out: "The world of mortals cultivating immortals"

"The world of mortal cultivating immortals? Is that?" Mo Shanshan became even more unfamiliar with this place.

Mo Wen was also stunned suddenly, and said to himself: "The world of mortals cultivating immortals? Where is it? Yes, where is it? I should remember, where is it? Where is it?"

For a while, the emotions that had just calmed down began to riot again.

"Brother...Brother" Mo Shanshan became more and more irresistible to this title: "Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, don't suffer anymore, I will remember it later, don't act like this, I'm afraid"

Mo Wen Fund Shen Shen was suddenly awakened here, "Yes, I can't do this, I can't do this, my sister is afraid of me like this, don't think about it, don't think about it"

Although, some strange things still flashed in his head from time to time, but because of Mo Shanshan, Mo Wen once again controlled himself.

Dodging and rushing into his room.

"elder brother··?"

Looking at the figure who left in a hurry, Mo Shanshan couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart: "Could you be him? It would be great if you were really my brother."

Mo Shanshan has no relatives, only a master and brothers and sisters. The master loves her very much, and the sisters also respect and love her, but this is not family affection after all.

Mo Shanshan turned around, went back to the room, and put the two characters together. Mo Wen really didn't see anything, but Mo Shanshan found that there was another obvious feature of the two characters, that is, the handwriting was basically the same.

Although the styles of the two calligraphy are completely different, the style of writing and the habit of pausing are exactly the same. Those who have not practiced calligraphy may not be able to see it, but how can they hide the bookworm Mo Shanshan? In confusion.

Chapter 260 Five Preparations for Xiling