2/1 god domain

077 Seal Restrictions

This red jadeite Pixiu was moved back from Moses Donner's house by Mo Shao. Not to mention the entire city of Vicia, even in the Eastern Continent, it is one of the few rare energy stones.

The spiritual power contained in it is enough to make an early-stage supernatural being successfully promoted to the final stage, but it will take a long time. It is conservatively estimated that it will take at least three months!

Mo Fan just touched it lightly and absorbed it successfully!And it was absorbed very thoroughly, not even a single slag was left.

No wonder poets scream "Damn!"

After a brief shock, Mo Shao stretched out his hand and pushed the poet: "Test the power level."

"...The tenth level of the earth." The poet rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he didn't believe in evil. After repeated tests three times, the result was still the same.

In contrast, Mo Fan's expression was much calmer. He reached out and touched the position below the back of his head, knowing it clearly.

"Mo Shao, what's going on here?" the poet stammered.

"It should be related to the seal on Mo Fan."

This seal... I am afraid that the mystery can only be solved after they find Helan Ross.

"Is it because the absorbed power is not enough?" The poet asked again, logically speaking, after Mo Fan completely absorbed the Red Jade Pixiu, it should not be a problem to break through the heavenly rank.

"The seal on his body stores excess power." Helan seemed to intentionally keep Mo Fan's power level below the heavenly rank.

Could it be... She had already anticipated what would happen in the future?Or some other reason?

"However, even if it's only the tenth level of the earth level, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the supernatural beings at the early stage of the sky level." Mo Shao added.

The poet is eager to try: "Then, try again?"

"try what?"

"I still have a top-quality amethyst here..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Shao directly pasted a fixed body amulet on his forehead.

"Xiaofan, come with me." Ignoring the distorted expression on the poet's face, Mo Shao directly waved to the young man, and the two walked to the other side of the room one after another.

In the past records, there is no precedent for the sword spirit to share spiritual power with the contract master, and Mo Shao can't tell whether this is good or bad for them.

What is gained is bound to be lost. There is an invisible scale to measure the balance between gains and losses in everything in the world. If Mo Fan gains too much, he will lose something in the end.

This is the consequence he does not want to see.

But also unable to control the direction of development of things.

"Do you understand what I'm worried about?"

"Yeah." The boy hesitated for a moment, and nodded. He is much smarter than his peers, and he has to consider things more comprehensively. After weighing the pros and cons, he naturally understands how unreasonable his current situation is.

"That's good. One day in the future, no matter what happens, I hope you can deal with it calmly and rationally." Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is that people who have been in the clouds suddenly fall into the quagmire and cannot get up no matter what.

Sometimes Mo Shao would be thankful that Mo Fan was not God's darling standing on the clouds since he was born, but most of the time, he would feel sorry for the child who had to mature prematurely.

"No matter what happens, I will stand by your side, so don't be afraid." When he woke up just now, seeing the young man's faintly red eyes, he couldn't help feeling sad.

"Yeah." The young man nodded, stretched out his hand actively, wrapped the person in his arms, hugged him gently, and rested his chin on the other person's head, "Then don't push me away from now on, don't be angry with me, okay?" good?"

"..." Is this going too far?

Just when Mo Shao wanted to have a further discussion with him about "dependence and liking are actually two completely different things", the poet's voice came over: "Mo Shao, someone is knocking on the door!"

He looked sideways, and sure enough——

The black fur ball tore off the amulet on the poet!

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