Mo You sympathized with these two Mahayana people for a while, and then thought about it again, and felt that he seemed to be the most pitiful one.
After all, with her cultivation level, if nothing else happens, those monks probably won't choose her, which means she will sit on this stage until the end of the competition!
Oh my gosh, it’s me who’s complaining!
Mo You looked around, and the monks who met her eyes smiled kindly at her to show their kindness, but Mo You felt very bad.
"I still have many orders to complete..." So can I go?
A Mahayana man with a white beard looked at her with a smile, and then said in a friendly tone.
"I heard that fellow Taoist Mo had discussed Taoism with other fellow Taoists before. It just so happens that we have time now, so let's talk."
This is impossible.
Man, if you fall into a pit, how can you watch your fellow travelers climb out...
Another Mahayana man also spoke to her kindly at this time.
"I heard before that fellow Taoist masters are very proficient in refining alchemy, refining weapons, drawing talismans, and carving formations. Now that we are gathered here at this stage, we are destined to be together. If fellow Taoist masters are busy, they can take out things and work on them here, which will also open our eyes."
It's impossible to leave. If you have to use this as an excuse to escape, then just do it on the stage. It's impossible to let her go anyway!
People with such high realms are quite reliable in the face of big things, right and wrong, but they may have lived too long. These powerful people also have the mentality of children, and sometimes they like to drag their peers into the water...
Mo was silent for a moment, and finally sighed, knowing that these powerful men were unreliable, so the best way was to start with the monks in the audience.
Now that the game has entered the golden elixir stage, this is a good opportunity for Mo You.
So when the round of competition ended and it was time to comment on the losers, Mo You spoke for the first time.
The first person to be commented on was a young man. His injuries were a bit serious but he still stood upright. His eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the viewing platform, with stars in his eyes.
Mo You was the first to speak, which made him stunned, but he listened carefully to what Mo You said, then bowed to Mo You respectfully, and then looked at the others with bright eyes.
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He was waiting for other people's comments and guidance, but among this group of people who were good at stroking their beards, they smiled and said nothing, and no one spoke.
What should I say? Although Mo You's speech was short, it was extremely sharp. He had already fully explained the monk's shortcomings and how to correct them. They had no room to speak, and they were just picking up others' wisdom.
It's just that they didn't speak, and as time passed, the sparkle in the young monk's eyes was slowly replaced by confusion, as if he didn't understand why these powerful people were unwilling to give him advice.
To be honest, his little appearance is quite heartbreaking.
Mo You's thoughts were dazed for a moment, and then he wanted to slap himself on the forehead.
It’s all due to the abuse of handsome men and beautiful women in recent times, Mo You feels that his thoughts have gone astray!
Mo You could feel the commotion of the defeated monks. In fact, if you think about it, you can understand it. Mo You is only in the Nascent Soul stage, and her reputation is either for refining elixirs or refining weapons. Sitting on the viewing platform now, even if
She is in the Nascent Soul stage, and she is more than enough to guide a group of people in the Golden Core stage, but what they want more must be monks with higher realms.
This is difficult to do.
Seeing that the confusion in the monk's eyes was gradually replaced by loss, Mo You finally stood up and took out a long sword from his storage bag.
These monks became even more commotion when they saw Mo You's actions, and the monks on the viewing platform also looked at her.
Mo You said to the young monk under the gaze of everyone.
"Look carefully, this is the sword technique you use."
Everyone thought that Mo You was planning to teach the monk, but they didn't expect that Mo You just held a soft sword flower, put the sword away, and then took out a ball of golden mud.
The mud turned into threads in Mo You's hands, and wrapped around the little monk's body one by one.
The young monk was startled. He wanted to struggle but found that he couldn't move. His eyes widened. However, he did not panic under the spotlight. He was just a little confused.
Mo You coughed lightly to relieve his embarrassment.
She originally planned to demonstrate it to the monk herself, but she found it was a bit difficult when she actually got started.
Her current physical body is still cultivated by humans, a little girl who is not yet eighteen years old and whose body has not yet fully grown and developed.
This body has not been strengthened and does not have any special bloodline. Mo You does not usually temper it.
So when she held the sword in her hand, she felt like the sword was about to fall out of her hand just after holding the sword flower in her arms.
This sword is still too heavy for this body and is not suitable for it.
What's more, her body didn't have any training on sword moves. Her muscles and bones were harder than those of sword practitioners, so she couldn't use them.
Although she could still demonstrate the sword moves clearly, it was destined not to look good.
Mo You stood up this time so that he could leave the stage early, but he could not make a fool of himself on stage, so Mo You took a more convenient and effective method.
The silk thread slowly disappeared from Mo You's fingertips. This was the puppet control technique!
Many people saw this clue and immediately whispered in the audience.
Different from the previous whispers, this time it was more like whispering in response to seeing something new.
Puppet control is a unique skill of puppet masters. In this world of cultivation, puppet masters are considered a minority. They rarely see puppet masters. Puppet masters almost only appear in the word books of the cultivation world.
Mo You moved her fingers, and the little monk followed her movements.
This is indeed the puppet master's method, but Mo You hasn't directly controlled the puppet for a long time.
Her clay puppets and clay soldiers are all a fighting method of the puppet master, but Mo You's puppets are more skillful and can fight on their own without the control of the puppet master.
No one suspected that Mo You was a puppet master before because Mo You's puppets were somewhat similar to Talisman Soldiers, both were consumables, and were essentially different from the puppet master's puppets.
But in fact, in Mo You's case, whether it is a puppet made by a puppet master, a puppet refined by a weapon refiner, a talisman soldier, or a formation soul, these are all things that achieve the same goal through different paths, and there is no limit to how she can use them.
The young monk was controlled by Mo You. Except for the initial movement of holding a sword flower, which was a bit stiff, the subsequent movements could almost be described as flowing clouds and flowing water.
A set of sword moves was used by the young monk. Under Mo You's control, each move of the young monk seemed to have an inexplicable element.
The people around were all golden elixir stage monks. They saw it and felt it, but they didn't know why.
When the sword move ended and Mo You started the second round, only the monks in the stands sighed.