Lord of Civilizations

Chapter 172 If you are sick, you need to be treated!

"It's so lively here, are you welcoming me?"

The sound was not loud and light, but it reached the ears of hundreds of people in the hall.

Yu Jizi's complexion changed, and he shouted.

"Who? Come out!"

Tianmen Taoist Master Wushen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had already heard who the person was.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone in the Taishan School, a young man in a fine attire walked in.

His walking pace is not fast, but with a unique charm, everyone who sees it has a pleasing feeling.

Many people in the main hall looked at this person, but they didn't know who this person was, but a few disciples who followed the Taoist priest of Tianmen to Liu Zhengfeng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Conference recognized him immediately.

Not bad.

It was Mo Wen who came.

Mo Wen's pace didn't seem fast, but after just a few breaths, he was already in front of everyone.

Mo Wen looked at the white-bearded old man in front of him and said.

"Who are you?"

Yu Jizi raised the iron sword in his hand and said proudly.

"I'm the head of Taishan Sect?"

"The leader of the Taishan Sect?"

Mo Wen looked at him in surprise.

"Old people, if you are sick, you should go to the doctor! Although it is normal for people to be confused when they are old, seeing a doctor and taking medicine can at least make you live a happier life."

"Bastard!"

Yu Jizi was trembling with anger, pointed at Mo Wen and said.

"Who are you? How dare you break into our Taishan Sect's meeting hall without permission? If you can't come up with a reason today, I will definitely discipline you on behalf of your elders!"

"Discipline?"

Mo Wen's face sank slightly.

"Old guy, if I call you an old man, you think I'm giving you a face, don't you? Believe it or not, I will teach you to be a man with a slap every minute?"

"Good good!"

Yujizi laughed back in anger and said.

"I want to see how you teach me to be a man today!"

As he said that, he was about to draw out his sword and stab at Mo Wen.

But at this time.

"Master, how can I bother you to deal with him, let me teach him for you!"

The person who said this was a disciple of Yu Jizi, who was very powerful.

Seeing his master being so angry, he immediately realized that it was time for him to flatter him.

he thought.

This kid actually made Master so angry, as long as I can teach him a lesson, I will definitely win Master's favor!

In the rivers and lakes, this "severe lesson" almost means breaking off a hand or a foot.

Thinking about it, I saw this disciple rush out quickly, as if he was afraid that someone would take the credit for his flattering.

Unbeknownst to him, several people in the field were looking at him with pity.

To actually want to teach Mr. Mo a lesson, isn't this person's brain full of holes?

This disciple did have some strength if he dared to take action at this time.

After all, everyone knows that anyone who can appear in the hall at this time probably has some abilities.

Take action without any strength, and get slapped in the face every minute!
Snapped!
This disciple was slapped in the face, half of his face was red from the slap, and the sound of the slap resounded throughout the hall.

"Fuck... account!"

The disciple covered his face, and even his words became slurred.

Although he didn't look back, he seemed to be able to feel the fiery eyes watching him behind him.

"What kind of magic did you use?"

"The sorcery?"

Mo Wen looked at this disciple in amazement.

He won't think that I didn't use my strength just now, so he thinks my strength is poor, right?

He looked at this disciple, although his face was full of shame, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to sneak in, but when he faced him in his eyes, he was still full of confidence, and he knew that his guess was right.

The brain circuit of this man...is amazing!
Thinking about it, Mo Wen waved his hand again.

Snapped!
The other half of the disciple's face was also red from the beating.

He simply stopped covering his face, swung his sword and slashed at Mo Wen.

"Ah! Kid, take your life!"

He still couldn't see the gap between himself and Mo Wen, but felt that Mo Wen did have some weird abilities.

But when it comes to strength, he doesn't think Mo Wen is that powerful.

How dare you slap me twice in public, if I don't take off your arms today, I won't thank you!

The disciple surnamed Xie felt ruthless in his heart, and the sword technique he swung in his hand suddenly became murderous.

"It's really fearless for the ignorant!"

Mo Wen sighed and shook his head.

Then lift one foot.

Bang!
The disciple surnamed Xie was kicked ten meters away, vomited blood in mid-air, and passed out immediately after landing.

Inside the hall.

For a moment, the quiet drop of a needle can be heard.

After a long time.

"Who the hell are you?"

Yu Jizi said with a gloomy face.

After what happened just now, he has already regained his sanity.

"who am I?"

The corners of Mo Wen's mouth curled up, revealing a bright smile.

"I'm Mo Wen!"

For an instant.

The faces of most people present changed.

All thought of.

"Is he Mo Wen?"

During this period of time, rumors about Mo Wen have spread all over the entire Southern Wulin. Those who have never heard of Mo Wen's name are ashamed to call themselves people from the Jianghu.

Among all the people in the world, the one who cares most about Mo Wen is the disciple of the Five Sacred Sword Sect.

What he did at the Golden Basin Hand Washing Conference can be said to have completely changed the relationship between the Five Sacred Sword Sects today.

Even the struggle for power that is currently taking place among the Taishan faction was triggered by the incident of washing their hands in the golden basin.

Yu Jizi's face was very ugly, and Mo Wen's sudden arrival gave him a very bad premonition.

"Mr. Mo, I don't know why you suddenly came to my Taishan faction?"

After knowing that the person in front of him is Mo Wen, no matter how much dissatisfaction and resentment there is in Yu Jizi's heart, he can only suppress it forcibly, and politely talk to Mo Wen.

One person can destroy three enemies, one sword can kill three hands!
Who is not surprised by such a terrifying record?Who is not afraid?

Mo Wen glanced at Yu Jizi, ignored him, and turned to the Taoist priest of Tianmen.

"Taoist Master Tianmen, I have no purpose in coming here. I just heard that the scenery of Mount Tai is good, so I came here to have a look. I wonder if Taoist Master Tianmen will welcome you?"

Taoist Priest Tianmen was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't quite understand what Mo Wen meant.

At this time, Taoist Jianqi and other survivors had quietly gathered beside Taoist Priest Tianmen.

Taoist Jianchu reacted faster than Taoist Priest Tianmen. He tugged on the sleeve of Taoist Priest Tianmen and said.

"Of course our Mount Tai faction welcomes Mr. Mo. There are so many scenery on Mt. Tai, Mr. Mo may not know about it. Why don't you let Mr. Pindao and others lead Mr. Mo to see the scenery of Mt. Tai?"

Mo Wen nodded to Taoist Jianqi with satisfaction.

"It couldn't be better! If you are all right, can you show me around now?"

"Okay! Mr. Mo, please."

As he said that, Taoist Jianqi acted as if nothing had happened, and prepared to lead Mo Wen away.

Yu Jizi, who was like a transparent person the whole time, had a gloomy and terrifying face.

(End of this chapter)