After Zhang Shengli called Mo Wen, he originally thought that Mo Wen would really blackmail him.
Unexpectedly, Mo Wen was too upright. Not only did he not succeed in blackmailing, he actually fell into the trap of others.
This negotiation was originally beneficial to Mocheng.
But the result turned into a competition outside the realm of refining gods.
The content of the competition is very simple.
Under the realm of refining gods, anyone from any profession can participate in the battle.
If Mocheng wins, the sect will recognize the existence of Mocheng and coexist with it.
If Mo Cheng loses, then hand over the talisman and share it with the world.
When Mo Wen came to see Zhang Shengli again excitedly, when Zhang Shengli learned the news.
After listening to the other party's words, he really couldn't understand how he became the head of the family.
This is obviously someone else's way.
If the sect loses this kind of competition, it will be the same as before. There will be no changes and there will be no need to pay a penny.
If the sect wins, they can also get the talisman.
At a glance, it seemed that the sect didn't need to do anything, and it was just a waste of money.
And will the sect lose? How is it possible?
People’s background is there, there are so many sects in the world, how many practitioners are under the realm of refining gods?
What does your city of Mo have? It’s just such a city, how can it be compared with others?
Zhang Shengli took a deep breath and looked at the excited Mo Wen: "You...sigh..."
In the end, Zhang Shengli didn't say anything and didn't know how to speak.
Mud can't hold up the wall, it's because you are used to being bullied.
"Mr. Shengli, I am here this time to borrow someone from you."
Zhang Shengli shook his head, he could naturally guess the other party's intention this time.
"I have no one to borrow from here."
"Mr. Katsu?"
Zhang Shengli shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My three disciples are all from the Fengxing Sect. Are you here to borrow people because you want them to leave the sect?"
Mo Wen was slightly startled, his mood immediately fell from his height, and he suddenly stood up.
Zhang Shengli's three disciples may not be the highest in cultivation, but at the level of God Refining, they are definitely the most powerful people he has ever seen.
Ling Kuan's performance on the battlefield was extremely impressive.
With the Divine Walk, no one in the God Refining Realm can do anything to him.
What about Iron Bull?
He is born with divine power, and with one strike, even the God Refining realm has to retreat. With this kind of strength, if you look at the entire Mo City, you will never find another one.
Let’s talk about Lin Lan, who is the weakest.
With the blessing of Fu Zhuan, the last time on the battlefield, he almost fought against all the enemies from the sect with one person.
With the help of these three people, no, as long as any two of them appear, Mo Cheng will definitely win this competition.
This is why he was so excited after coming here.
However, Zhang Shengli's words drove him to rock bottom.
He was influenced by the rhetoric of other aristocratic families, but completely forgot the identities of these three people.
"Mr. Sheng!" Mo Wen suddenly stood up: "What if..."
"You have to solve the problems yourself."
After saying that, Zhang Shengli ignored the other party, turned around and left, leaving Mo Wen alone in the backyard pavilion, dumbfounded.
Opposite him, Tang Li also sighed deeply.
Look at Mo Chu, he is so smart, but why does he have such a father?
What's even more unbearable is that this guy is actually the leader of the city and the head of the Mo family who has high hopes.
In fact, if you consider the problem from Mo Wen's perspective, this is a very successful business.
If this battle is successful, then the people of Mo City can compete with the sect in an upright and fair manner.
When you go out, you no longer have to be despised by the disciples of the sect and become an independent existence.
At that time, if he wants to develop in Mocheng, he won't encounter too many obstacles.
So for him, this is simply a big step forward.
As long as the people of Mocheng dare to go out at will without being suppressed by the other party, then why should they worry about development in Mocheng?
"Mrs. Sheng, this matter..."
Tang Li also shook her head and smiled bitterly: "There is nothing we can do about this. The three of them are all Fengxing Sect disciples. Unless you can convince Fengxing Sect, otherwise, even if they can go to war, the other party will make excuses."
"Then let's..."
Mo Wen was anxious. It was because of the existence of the three of them that Mo Wen had the confidence to challenge the other party.
Now that the three of them cannot play, who else from Mocheng can play?
In these years of suppression, all talented disciples in Mocheng, as long as they are children of these aristocratic families, have either been assassinated or suppressed in various ways.
If someone is not from a noble family, once a relatively talented person appears, they will be tempted by the sect through various means and join the sect.
It can be said that the current Mocheng, if Zhang Shengli and his three disciples did not take action, would be a soft persimmon that can be manipulated by others.
"May I ask Patriarch Mo, how many games are there in total? Where will they be held? Will anyone who is in the God Refining Realm be able to play? When will it start?"
Hearing Tang Li's series of questions, Mo Wen was stunned for a moment: "There are three games in total, just outside the city. As long as they have not reached the God Refining Realm, they can all play. As for the game time, it will be one month later."
Tang Li nodded clearly, got up, and walked a few steps in the pavilion.
"If you were allowed to play in Mocheng, how many games could you win?"
"Can't win a game."
Although Mo Wen didn't want to admit it, it was the fact.
Tang Li obviously didn't expect such an answer from the other party.
"There should be a lot of innate perfection in the city, right?"
"Yes, but it's useless. Their combat effectiveness is too far behind Ling Kuan and Tieniu."
"What if we use talisman seals?"
Mo Wen was startled for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses.
Yes, the competition does not limit any occupation. If you can, use the talisman to smash it. Even if the opponent is not as strong as the opponent, there is still a chance of victory.
But then, Mo Wen sighed again: "We can think of this, and so can the other party. There are so many sect disciples in the city, and they still have talismans in their hands."
However, Tang Li laughed.
"Master Mo has forgotten that this talisman was made by our family Lan'er. Naturally, the ones sold to outsiders are useless for practicing skills. The truly powerful ones will naturally not be used.
If Patriarch Mo can afford the price, I can discuss it with Lan'er."
As soon as these words came out, Mo Wen immediately stood up.
If Tang Li hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have thought of it.
Although there are many talismans and seals, there are only a few types that can be turned over and over again.
If this is really the case, then this Talisman Master will not be as popular as other professions. At most, it can be regarded as a newly emerging profession.
But……
"Mrs. Sheng means that this talisman is even more powerful?"
"I dare not say how powerful it is, but in a life-and-death battle, if Lan'er only uses the talisman and seals, he can take out the things he has packed at the bottom of the box.
In this fairy garden, except my husband, no one can escape."
"Not even Ling Kuan and Tieniu?"
Tang Li shook her head: "Of course they two can't do it."
call!
Mo Wen was a little moved when he said this.
"Please help Mrs. Sheng!"
Tang Li smiled slightly: "Of course, since we live in Mo City, we naturally have to contribute. Head of the Mo family, please do it!"
With that said, Tang Li guided the other party towards the middle courtyard.