I heard that whatever I write will come true [Transmigration Book]

As Mo Li spoke, his fingertips moved twice, and Mo Kong, who was in front of him, turned around and rushed out into the distance at a speed that was almost unrecognizable to the naked eye.

Seeing this, He Yufan tugged on Huan Chengzhi's sleeve, but before the latter could move, Mo Li said first, "Brother He, don't be nervous, there are always many people who want to break into my Molan Pavilion, and things that are normal to us It's enough for me. After all, I'm not boasting, but after so many years, you are the only ones who can come in."

At this point, He Yufan hesitated for a moment, then nodded obediently, not letting Huan Chengzhi follow him.

Fortunately, Mo Li's processing speed was also fast. After a few quick movements of his fingertips, he closed his eyes.

But after a while, he pulled his finger again, and smiled while opening his eyes: "There are dozens of people who came here, but they probably didn't come to look for Molan Pavilion. They didn't even know that there was an agency on the mountain. He rushed upwards vigorously, and seven or eight people were killed before he crossed a mountain."

He Yufan frowned and thought for a moment when he heard the words, and when he looked at Huan Chengzhi in a blink of an eye, he really read the same guess from the other person's eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Li was a little puzzled: "Brother He knows those people who ventured into the mountains?"

"I probably know each other, but I'm not sure." He Yufan nodded and said, "I didn't tell Brother Mo before that we were actually being chased and killed before we entered the mountain. But I thought they couldn't catch up here. Now it seems that Why don't Brother Mo wait for a while, let us deal with those people first, and wait until tomorrow..."

"No need." Mo Li waved his hand and said with a smile: "I, Mo Lan Pavilion, don't say anything else, but as far as the tricks are concerned, I still dare to say that Brother He can rest assured."

While speaking, with the movement of his fingertips, Mo Kong, who was released to detect the situation before, also came back in front of several people with the sound of whining wind.

While manipulating the puppet to continue to open the way, Mo Li said to He Yufan: "The puppet master can manipulate the puppet's actions, and can also use some exercises to make himself see what the puppet sees. So usually when I receive the mechanism and be triggered After hearing the news, they will manipulate Mo Kong to take a look. If the intention is not good and the ability to break through the mechanism, let Mo Kong deal with it before they go up the mountain."

After finishing speaking, he paused, and added: "But judging from the situation this time, it is estimated that there is no need for Mo Kong to make a move."

He Yufan hummed in agreement, thinking about the organs they saw when they came all the way, he only had a deep sympathy for the group of people who were chasing after the Li family——

After all, killing with the magic sword is a one-shot kill, but Moli's tricks of needle rain and flint...

He Yufan trembled involuntarily, telling himself not to think about it, while tightening the hand holding Huan Chengzhi, and followed Mo Li to continue walking up the mountain.

The small episode of the trespasser did not have any impact on the itinerary of the three of them, and after about a stick of incense time passed, Mo Li said again: "Those people have withdrawn."

"It's not easy to last for so long, isn't it?" He Yufan said dumbfounded: "But speaking of it, Brother Mo, you said that there are always many people who want to come to Mo Lan Pavilion, so why do people talk about Mo Lan when they are asking for news outside?" Pavilion, is it all like talking about a myth?”

"Because the only ones who truly understand the power of Molan Pavilion and can find the right place are probably only people from the five major families and the four sects. In order to make their family stronger or to stabilize their position, they will Come try your luck, it's not incomprehensible."

This time there was no need for Mo to leave the mouth, Huan Chengzhi explained first: "But you have to know, most of the people I inquire about are casual cultivators. Apart from good deeds, they have no power to consolidate at all, so Whether this Molan Pavilion is real or not, and even whether the master is alive or dead, is not news worth telling them."

"Friend Daoist Huan is right."

Mo Lan followed up and said, "Brother He, although those people are not familiar with my mechanism, but their cultivation bases seem to be quite high. If it is really your enemy, don't be polite when you need my help."

Let's say this very seriously, with a serious expression on his face, without any intention of being polite at all.

He Yufan thanked him with a slight smile, but still added: "Brother Mo, don't worry. Although I look weak, I'm actually quite capable."

"I believe it." Mo Li nodded and said, "Let's not talk about you, just with the ability of Fellow Daoist Huan, I'm afraid he can fight against Mo Kong."

After finishing speaking, Mo Li continued to lead the way, while He Yufan turned his head and looked at Huan Chengzhi curiously.

The latter received his gaze, shook his head slightly, and replied in a low voice: "I can't beat him, he is too polite."

The corner of He Yufan's mouth twitched: "I found that you are getting weaker and calmer now?"

"Then I can't help it." Huan Chengzhi spread his hands and said, "Think about it, that puppet is not a mortal body. If I try my best with him, we will die together, but he will be resurrected if he repairs again. It can't be fixed."

He Yufan blinked.

This seems to be true.

However, he didn't give him a chance to laugh any longer, and with just a few words from them, the three of them finally reached the top of the mountain.

If you look up and look up at the bottom, you can only see some billowing smoke. Now that you have reached the top of the mountain, let alone the sea of ​​flames you can see when you look down, the surrounding temperature alone is so hot that you can hardly breathe.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just go down to the station and find a cooler place to wait."

Huan Chengzhi felt the heat wave in the air, and without even looking aside, he said to He Yufan with a tacit understanding: "I will go down with Mo Kong faster, and I won't make you wait too long."

He Yufan shook his head when he heard the words, raised his hand and rubbed his nose twice, and said, "Brother Mo will be up there anyway, I'll just go with him wherever he is, there's no need to go down the mountain and wait."

Huan Chengzhi couldn't laugh or cry at his insistence: "Even if you stand in front of me, if I can't hold on, you can't jump down to save me."

"But I have a magic weapon." He Yufan said, "If it doesn't work, I can ask the magic sword to come up to you as soon as possible. It is very obedient."

As he said that, as if he was afraid of Huan Chengzhi's unbelief, he nodded vigorously to emphasize his rhetoric.

This means that no matter how you say it, you can't persuade it.

Huan Chengzhi thought to himself, and in the end, he could only lower his head and peck lightly at the corner of the man's mouth, reminded him to be safe again, then turned his head and nodded to Mo Li, and followed Mo Kong into the place where the flames were still burning. in the crater of the volcano.

Mo Li wanted to operate the puppet, and he had to look for Wuxinmu through Mo Kong's eyes, so after the two jumped off, he just sat down and closed his eyes and remained silent.

He Yufan stood beside him for a while, then stepped forward and looked down at the place where Huan Chengzhi went down.It wasn't until his eyes felt a little uncomfortable from the steaming heat that he finally gave up and returned to Mo Li's side, and sat down together.

The words are divided into two parts.

Let go of He Yufan, who was scratching the ground with a stone on the ground and thinking wildly, and ignore Huan Chengzhi, who followed Mo Kong into the sea of ​​flames.

In fact, when he jumped down, he probably imagined how high the temperature would be below.But the imagination is the imagination, Huan Chengzhi couldn't help being dazzled for a second when he really went down and was burned by the fire that seemed to burn everything.

"Friend Huan, are you alright?"

Mo Li's voice rang in his ears.

Huan Chengzhi raised his head, and Mo Kong's cold and emotionless eyes were fixed on his face.

After being stunned for a second, he regained his usual calmness, slowly shook his head and said, "It's just that I haven't been to this kind of place for a long time, and I'm not used to it for a while."

"That's good."

As Mo Kong said, he raised his head again and looked into the sea of ​​flames.

Huan Chengzhi followed his line of sight, and in the heat wave that almost deformed the air, through layers of flames, he saw a few dark trees.

"That's Wuxinmu."

Mo Li's voice sounded from the side again, and he said: "The smoother the surface of the wood, the darker the color, the better. There is a lot of ground down here. Fellow Daoist Huan, we can split up. If anyone finds a good one, let us know first. When the other party arrives, we will cut down the tree together."

Huan Chengzhi nodded.

Mo Li seemed to be a little worried that he would not listen to the persuasion, and then added: "Fellow Daoist, don't try to be brave, this tree is very powerful, it's hard to do it alone."

Hearing what he said, Huan Chengzhi felt a little curious in his eyes.But he continued to nod obediently, and he understood.

After that, just as Mo Li said, the two went out separately.

On the way to find the trees, Huan Chengzhi chatted with He Yufan in his mind, talked about the situation around him, and also talked about the appearance of the few Wuxin trees he saw.

But after walking like this for more than ten minutes, he still didn't see an absolutely smooth pure black heartless tree like the one He Yufan introduced to him and the one described in his novel.

"Don't worry, there is only one heartless tree I mentioned in the novel, and it has already been used by Mo Li to make Mo Kong's body. According to the usual routine, we can find a similar one. All good."

He Yufan stretched his head and looked down, while comforting in his mouth: "Or take a step back and say, if it really doesn't work, it's okay to find someone who can see the past, you pay attention to safety, I..."

In the middle of speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to refute, but he took the initiative to suddenly silence the sound.

Huan Chengzhi's heart was wrong, and he hurriedly asked while raising his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"No." He Yufan's voice was a little tangled.

After pausing for another two seconds, he said, "Wait for me at the same place for a while, and I will ask the magic sword to send you the sky mirror. Let me tell you, it's really strange. Just now when I said that I can make it casually, the mirror suddenly It started to get hot, and when I took out the mirror, the sword also came out, and now I am tumbling and unwilling to go back. There is a map on the mirror, I think they probably want to help us find wood."

This scene is a bit magical, just thinking about it, Huan Chengzhi doesn't know what expression to show.

Answering He Yufan from the bottom of his heart, he looked around again.

It didn't make him wait too long, the sound of the long sword piercing the air came from afar, and within a breath, the black giant sword appeared in front of his eyes with a green emerald mirror on it.

Huan Chengzhi raised his eyebrows, and reached out to take the mirror in his hand. The picture on it was indeed the same as He Yufan said, a map about the sea of ​​fire.

In addition to the route, there is a red dot and blue dot on the map. Judging from past experience, it should be the destination and his location.

He is not the owner of the magic sword, and the long sword seems unwilling to let him hold it.In short, Huan Chengzhi just stared at the blade of the sword, then withdrew his hand in a sensible way, and let the magic sword float like a guard beside him.

From the bottom of my heart, I sent a message to He Yufan, informing him that I got the item, and the latter also continued to murmur: "Hey, do you think that the two of them also knew that we were going to have a son, and out of love for the master, You don’t want the materials used to make the little master’s body to be too rotten, so you volunteered to help?”

Huan Chengzhi was noncommittal about this.

In fact, he really wanted to tell He Yufan that with Tian Jing's attitude towards him, there was no sign of "love" at all, right?

Thinking about it, Huan Chengzhi raised his head to look at the long sword floating beside him, pursed his thin lips slightly, and frowned.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always felt that this act of mirroring a sword seemed to be more like being ordered by someone to do it.

Just by whom...

Huan Chengzhi took a deep breath.

He Yufan said to He Yufan who was still rambling from the bottom of his heart: "I always feel that those problems that you can't figure out clearly, I'm afraid they can be solved when my son is done."

What he said had no beginning or end, and He Yufan, who was listening, couldn't figure it out.

However, when he asked, Huan Chengzhi only vaguely responded to his "intuition", and had no intention of continuing to explain at all.

He Yufan became even more curious after being disturbed by this commotion.

It's just that without giving him a chance to continue asking questions, Huan Chengzhi said "here we are", as if he hung up the phone, and never responded at all.

He Yufan knew that this meant he was looking for something, so his curiosity remained undiminished in his heart, but he kept quiet on his face, and didn't ask any more questions.

Huan Chengzhi's place here is indeed as he imagined. After saying the last sentence, he cut off the connection in his heart, raised his head and looked at the tree in front of him, which was thicker than two people hugging each other, with smooth and pure branches. Dark heartless wood.

You don't even need to ask for any identification description. Just standing here, feeling the spiritual pressure that this tree radiates to the surroundings, and those wild fires that are not daring to ignite nearby are enough to show how strong this wood is. God.

Huan Chengzhi thought, while sacrificing his natal sword, he also sent a message to Mo Kong according to the method he had agreed before, informing him that he had found the material.

Not long after, Mo Kong's figure also appeared beside him.

He first glanced at the magic sword flying sideways on Huan Chengzhi's side, but before he could say a word of praise, his eyes were attracted by the big tree with a strong sense of presence.

He stared in the direction of the tree trunk and paused for a long time, before Mo Li's extremely surprised voice sounded slowly: "Fellow Daoist Huan, the tree you found..."

"Are you okay?" Huan Chengzhi asked knowingly with a smile: "This is the road my Taoist partner pointed out. Mr. Mo, look, if it is possible, let's start?"

"This one……"

There was some hesitation in Mo Li's voice, he wondered: "I have to say, the tree you found is indeed the best heartless tree I've ever seen so far. It's not an exaggeration to call it a tree god, but to say I'm ashamed, when my father helped me find Mokong's materials, it was just a tree that couldn't hold it together. Even so, it took three days and three nights of hard work to take it down, you tree..."

Mo Li dragged out the ending, and was too embarrassed to spit out the rest of the words.

Huan Chengzhi was not stupid, after hearing what he said, he also understood and said: "Brother Mo means that if you find this tree, you have found it, but with the strength of you and me, you can't cut it down, right?"

"It's more than that." Mo Li said, "I'm afraid that before we have time to injure it, we have already been smashed to pieces by its sharp branches."

As he said, the Wuxin wood waved a few times in the wind as if to show him face.

This kind of tree is strange to say, the black main pole stands straight, there are no flowers and leaves on it, only the dense and intertwined branches are like black spears straight to the sky.

Huan Chengzhi followed his words and looked up at the tree trunk for a while.

Although he really wanted to wave his hands handsomely and say something was not a problem, years of fighting experience told him that what Mo Li said was true. Let alone photographing these hundreds of tree trunks together, even if there were only a dozen or twenty of them It is definitely enough for them to come down and attack.

But the tree is right in front of him, not to mention him, even the magic sword has been eager to try, and has no intention of leaving.

After Mo Li finished speaking, he was not in a hurry to ask him to give a reply, but only controlled Mo Kong to wait quietly at the side.It wasn't until Huan Chengzhi looked back over there that he asked again: "Fellow Daoist Huan, shall we find another tree, or..."

"I still want to try." Huan Chengzhi said, "Even if you can't chop off all of them, it's enough to chop off a tree trunk that can be used as a trunk."

Mo Li was silent for a moment when he heard the words, but he controlled Mo Kong to pull out the two long knives pinned to his waist, and replied, "Actually, I really want to try it, so just taking this opportunity, Fellow Daoist Huan You choose one, and we attack together, if it doesn’t work, we’ll withdraw and it’s not in vain that Brother He was lucky enough to find this tree.”

Huan Chengzhi grinned and nodded in satisfaction.

But before he could make a choice, the sky mirror that he had been holding in his hand suddenly increased its temperature, causing Huan Chengzhi to let go of his fingers while being burned, causing it to slide down and land on the ground firmly. I don't know when it has come to take over the magic sword.

Huan Chengzhi raised his eyebrows.

Mo Li, who was watching the whole process, couldn't help asking: "Friend Huan, you..."

"Don't ask me, this is Yufan's stuff, and I don't understand it either."

Huan Chengzhi interrupted with a wave of his hand, but his eyes remained on the two spirit creatures that had started to move on their own.

After catching the mirror, the black long sword flew straight towards the heartless tree trunk over there.

Originally, the branches of the tree trembled twice as if to protect themselves when the two objects approached, and the closest ones also poked down, but before they touched, they seemed to have received some orders Usually, not to mention a sudden stop, the branch returned to its original position wobbly.

This situation is indeed somewhat miraculous.

What's even more miraculous and incomprehensible is that the sword held the mirror and circled around the tree trunk twice, Wu Xinmu shook twice, and slowly pulled down a tree trunk that was so thick that no one could hold it. put it on the ground.

This is the end.

Demon Sword also took the sky mirror, and flew back quickly with a mission-completed attitude.

It wasn't until the green mirror fell into his hand again that Huan Chengzhi looked at Mo Kong as if he had just woken up from a dream, and asked with trembling lips, "What do you mean?"

"If I'm not mistaken..."

Mo Li hesitated, "Is it putting down this one for us to chop?"

This time there is no need for Huan Chengzhi to respond, the Demonic Sword over there seems to have made them a little impatient with their ink-stained movements, and took the initiative to circle twice in the sky, directly facing the root of the hanging tree trunk The position was cut down.

There was a loud "kuang", and at the same time that a scar was left on the trunk, even the decisive magic sword was shaken by the too powerful force and popped out a lot.

However, there was no need for it to chop again, Huan Chengzhi and Mo Li, who had recovered their senses over there, also made moves.The flaming short sword and the two long knives faced the branch that had no intention of resisting, and it was only the effort of a cup of tea. With a loud "click", the branch finally gave up. Involved with the trunk, it fell to the ground with a "boom".

Through Mo Kong's eyes, Mo Li stared at the branch for a long time, finally opened his mouth, and said slowly: "I'm ashamed to say, it's already been cut off, but I still have a dreamlike illusion. .”

"normal."

Huan Chengzhi wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, bowed his head and thanked the main pole, stooped to put the cut section into the Qiankun bag, and looked at the bewildered ink beside him. Li added, "Do you still remember the question Yu Fan asked you when we came here?"

Mo Li was taken aback for a moment, turned his mind twice, and suddenly said: "You mean, he said that the Dao of Heaven has always stood by him..."

Before he finished speaking, he also realized the problem.The eyes made of those precious stones stared at Huan Chengzhi for a long time before continuing slowly: "I thought you were just thinking too much, but now it seems that I am the one who really doesn't understand... ..."