Mo Ling carefully checked around him, and there was no movement.
He frowned slightly, the voice just now was definitely not an illusion.
"I'm in your hands!"
The sound rang out again, and it rang directly into Mo Ling's mind, shocking Mo Ling.
"You... who are you?" Mo Lang looked alert and stared at the giant axe in his hand. He carefully looked at the giant axe. Except for finding that the axe was emitting chaotic power, nothing else was different.
"I am the one who can help you rise again, help you control the Yuntian Sect, and help you dominate the Martial Clan!"
The sound rang again, and exploded in Mo Ling's mind, like thunder rolling in the sky.
"Who are you? What are the conspiracies and tricks in sneaking?"
Mo Ling threw the giant axe out directly, looked coldly at the giant axe thrown to the ground, and shouted loudly.
"Mo Ling, a great disciple of Yuntian Sect, was the first genius. He had the highest level of cultivation in the Supreme Realm less than a thousand years old. However, he was plotted by the most beloved woman Yun Man, and ended up severely physically and mentally damaged. His cultivation level was no longer advanced and he was neglected by Yuntian Sect."
Above the giant axe, the chaotic aura rose like mist, lingering around the giant axe.
This is naturally Su Mo.
Just now, he not only heard the conversation between Mo Ling and his father, but also explored some of Mo Ling's memories.
When the giant axe was held in Mo Ling's hand, Su Mo used the Taoist tree and unconsciously checked Mo Ling's memory.
So, now he has a clear understanding of his situation.
This is indeed the Heavenly Soul Source Realm.
There is no vast starry sky in the Tianhun Source Realm, only a huge continent, vast and boundless.
Although this continent is not as large as the three thousand big worlds of the Yuanshi World, the area of ​​the continent is at least hundreds of times that of the Yuanshi World.
In the Heavenly Soul Source Realm, the Soul Clan is the only master and highest race.
The Soul Clan has three major tribes, namely the Shiye Tribe, the Liuyang Tribe, and the Chiming Tribe.
The three major soul tribes each have one soul master, and the three soul masters rule the entire Heavenly Soul Source Realm.
Under the Soul Clan, there are five major races, with levels ranging from high to low, namely Thunder Clan, Demon Clan, Blood Clan, Essence Clan, and Martial Clan.
And Moling is a member of the Martial Clan.
The so-called warriors are actually human races, and all human race warriors belong to the martial race.
The Martial clan is the largest group, with a large number of sects and families, countless.
The Yuntian Sect where Moling is located is considered a middle-level sect among the Martial Clan.
Moling was once the first genius of Yuntian Sect and the pride of Yuntian Sect, but because of Yuntan, he was directly knocked out of dust.
Looking at Mo Ling in front of him, Su Mo seemed to see who he was.
At the beginning, he was not the pride of the Su family, but after the martial soul awakening ceremony, he fell directly into the abyss.
Therefore, when Su Moxin saw what happened to Moling, he felt moved, but at the same time, he was also ready to start the layout from Yuntian Sect.
"You want to laugh at me, too?"
Mo Ling looked at the rolling chaotic aura in the giant axe, frowned, and was always guarding.
"No, I'm not going to laugh at you!"
Su Mo's voice was misty and continued: "I can help you restore your talent and strength, and make you stronger and more talented than before."
"You think I will believe you!"
Mo Ling sneered, he is not a young man who can easily be fooled.
The person in front of him was extremely strange, hiding in a giant axe, hiding his head and showing his tail, and he was obviously not a good person.
"Your body trauma has recovered, but your soul is greatly damaged. If you want to recover your soul, if you do not have enough good resources, it will take at least more than a thousand years. The power of the law you comprehend will disappear because of the collapse of the Taoist heart!"
Su Mo's voice was faint and continued, "I can help you recover. This is your only chance. Are you really willing to miss it?"
Su Mo's voice was deeply bewitched, as if Mo Ling would regret it for life if he refused. 180 Novel
"You...you really have the ability?"
Mo Ling's face changed. Although he didn't believe in Su Mo, what if? He didn't want to miss the opportunity.
"Of course, for me, it's easy to restore you to the past!" Su Mo said calmly.
"What do I need to do?" Mo Ling asked in a deep voice. He knew that there was no good thing about pie falling from the sky, and there were gains and losses.
Since he can get the opportunity, he must give what he has to pay.
"I think you have a good personality and intend to accept you as your disciple. As long as you are willing, everything is not a problem!" Su Mo said solemnly.
He originally wanted to control the other party directly, but considering his plan, it was safer to operate behind the scenes.
"How do I know if you are really capable?" Mo Ling said with a frown, and he was very alert.
Buzz ~~~
As soon as Mo Ling finished speaking, the giant axe slowly flew up and flew to Mo Ling's side.
Seeing this, Mo Ling frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and grabbed the giant axe in his hand.
He was not worried that Su Mo would attack. After all, if he wanted to deal with him, he would have taken action when he was in his hands before.
The moment when the giant axe was grabbed by Mo Ling, a supreme will followed Mo Ling's arm and rushed straight into his mind.
This will is so strong that Mo Ling has never seen in his life.
In an instant, an indescribable sense of mystery surrounded Mo Ling's soul.
The next moment, Mo Ling's soul was as if bathed in the warm sunshine, floating in the air.
In almost a quarter of an hour, Mo Ling's severely injured soul recovered as before.
Even more powerful than at the peak of the year.
"How is this... possible?"
Mo Ling was shocked. His soul was extremely traumatized and he was injured. Even the leader of the Yuntian Sect, whose cultivation level was as high as the Creation Realm, could not give him a quick treatment.
And now, in just one breath, his soul has recovered.
This is simply, incredible.
"Senior, how did you... do you do it?" Mo Ling asked in shock. He was extremely shocked. Could it be that the existence in this giant axe was a Taoist powerhouse?
"A small matter is not worth mentioning!"
Su Mo's voice resounded in Mo Ling's mind, and he continued: "If you are willing to worship under my disciple, your power of law and the heart of the great way will soon be restored."
"I'm willing, younger generations do!"
Mo Ling didn't think much and nodded immediately to agree, although he didn't know what was in this giant axe.
But as long as it can help yourself recover, that's enough.
Even if you have to pay enough in the future, you will be willing to do so.
"Very good, then just become a disciple!" Su Mo spoke again.
Immediately, Mo Ling inserted the giant axe upside down on the ground, took two steps back, and knelt down.
"Master is here, disciple Mo Ling, pay homage to Master!"
Mo Ling knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the giant axe.
"good!"
Su Mo praised it, but he still did not show up.
"In the future, disciples will remember their teachings and will never let their expectations!" Mo Ling said in a deep voice, and after saying that, he kowtowed again.
"Haha, very good, I look forward to your performance!"
Su Mo chuckled and continued, "Let's go back to Yuntian Sect first!"
Chapter completed!