I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

At the same time, an invincible hostility emanated from all parts of his body.

Let him turn into a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness.

But.

Just as he was about to persuade Mo Zhongtian, he gave up Jiangshan.

Let him clear the way to break out of the imperial city, and go away to the ends of the world from then on, no longer meddling in the affairs of the dynasty.

But suddenly he saw that Mo Zhongtian opened a secret compartment from the desk in front of him.

From the hidden compartment, Mo Zhongtian took out a scroll, a picture scroll with slightly yellowed corners.

Before Mo Zhongtian spread out the scroll, Cao Tianzheng had already recognized it.

This picture scroll is exactly what the Eldest Princess wrote in handwriting for her beloved twenty years ago.

Like a conditioned reflex, in Cao Tianzheng's mind, a figure, a sword, and a bloody rainy night.

Twenty years later, fragments of those memories rushed over.

Let Cao Tianzheng hear the wind, rain and howling that night again.

Between the nostrils, there was even a faint smell, and there was a smell of blood permeating the air.

"I owe Qinglan a debt, I can't even clear it up."

"But for the Monet Dynasty, I have to owe Qinglan one more time."

Trapped in memory.

Mo Zhongtian's voice brought his mind back to his eyes.

And when he saw Mo Zhongtian's face full of guilt, he held up the scroll and looked at himself.

Cao Tianzheng immediately guessed Mo Zhongtian's plan.

"Tianzheng, take this painting with you and leave the imperial city to find Shaoyun and that Xing Shaoyou."

"The only one who can save the Monet dynasty is that person."

"If he still holds a grudge against me and refuses to make a move, you must remember not to force it."

"After all, I am the one who is ashamed of him and Qinglan..."

as expected.

Mo Zhongtian's words confirmed Cao Tianzheng's conjecture.

Looking at Mo Zhongtian, there was a begging look in his eyes.

Cao Tianzheng couldn't say no to it after all, and stretched out his hand to take the scroll.

But before he touched the picture scroll.

In the consciousness, several chaotic auras appeared out of thin air outside the imperial study room.

"Since you know you owe Qinglan, you should cut yourself off and go down to apologize to Qinglan!

The next moment, a voice that seemed to come directly from Cao Tianzheng's lingering memory suddenly came from outside the imperial study room separated by a wall.

At the moment of lightning.

A bolt of lightning flashed across Cao Tianzheng's mind, illuminating a face that had been buried in the darkest depths of his mind.

This face, on that rainy night twenty years ago, almost killed the blood of the Tian family in the imperial city.

Even the Supreme Elder of the Sea Consciousness Realm who was invincible in Cao Tianzheng's eyes, who was in charge of the dynasty, couldn't stop the opponent's sword.

It was also after that night that this face became Cao Tianzheng's inner demon.

The more I want to pull it out, the more it is rooted deep in my mind.

So much so that with the accumulation of his practice, he has already been able to break through the shackles and break through to a higher world.

But he was still stuck at the level of Dao Xin, and stopped at half a step to the realm of sea consciousness.

And now.

Twenty years later, I heard this voice again.

Cao Tianzheng suddenly felt that every cell in his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Fear, or excitement.

Cao Tianzheng couldn't even tell what kind of state he was in at the moment.

He only knew that if he got rid of the person outside the imperial study room, the demons that had plagued him for twenty years would naturally be resolved.

Let his dust-covered Dao heart, once the dust is gone, light is born, and he knows the sea immediately!

However.

When Cao Tian was fighting like a rainbow, he locked a piece of spiritual consciousness through the wall and locked on the person outside the imperial study room who had heard the voice earlier.

But unexpectedly discovered that the other party's aura was only in the real martial arts realm.

Immediately, Cao Tianzheng thought that he had made a mistake, and once again separated several divine senses, and scanned the person outside the imperial study room from inside to outside.

The result obtained, however, did not change at all.

Just as Cao Tian was thinking about it, various thoughts were turning back and forth.

Outside the imperial study room, the voice sounded again: "There is no need to test, Xing was intercepted and killed twenty years ago, he suffered heavy injuries, and his Taoist realm fell."

"Up to now, only the cultivation of the true martial arts is left."

Hearing Xing Feng outside, he personally admitted the fall of Dao Realm.

Cao Tianzheng should be happy.

After all, the current him is the existence of half-step sea awareness.

True Martial Realm is in front of him, so there is no need to move at all.

A divine sense can easily take the other party's life.

But, think of the past twenty years.

The imaginary enemy who let his Dao heart be locked up and his realm stagnate.

It turned out to be just a mere true martial artist!

Cao Tianzheng suddenly fell into a daze.

Immediately, there was a crisp cracking sound in his ears.

"Crack!"

Cracks opened in his shaking heart.

at the same time.

Mo Zhongtian couldn't help but slumped back to the chair, his expression desperate.

The one who was sent by him as the last hope of the Monet dynasty.

Right now, he has fallen to the real martial arts realm.

"This is, God is going to kill my Monet dynasty!

He raised his head and let out a mournful cry. His mental strength, which had been tossed so haggardly for the past few days, could no longer hold on.

When the eyes are dark, you will pass out.

"Father!"

However, his consciousness has not yet fallen into the boundless darkness.

A familiar shout suddenly sounded in the ear, with an anxious tone.

Let Mo Zhongtian forcefully open his heavy eyelids and follow the prestige.

"Shaoyun, why did you come here?"

"Hurry up, Mr. Xing, take you out of here, people from the Pingjiang Dynasty, they want to kill you!

"No, Xing Shaoyou has fallen...Tianzheng...Tianzheng, take Shaoyun away..."

Mo Zhongtian tried his best to maintain a sliver of reason, which made him struggle to stand up while speaking, trying to push Mo Shaoyun who was rushing towards him.

Watching this scene.

Xing Feng suddenly couldn't hate Mo Zhongtian in front of him any more.

Twenty years of hatred and anger had accumulated in his chest.

After seeing the letter left by Mo Qinglan in Chaicheng, seven or eight points disappeared.

At this moment, most of the remaining two or three points disappeared.

Mo Zhongtian like this is a majestic monarch of the dynasty.

Even when he couldn't protect himself, he still thought of Mo Shaoyun's safety.

And twenty years ago, if it wasn't for being so helpless.

How could she helplessly watch Mo Qinglan die?

After a while.

Mo Zhongtian calmed down, and saw that besides Mo Shaoyun, there were several strange figures suddenly appearing in the imperial study.

Soon, his eyes fell on Xing Feng.

After staring carefully for a few seconds, behind the scar at the corner of the latter's eye.

With a "plop", Mo Zhongtian actually knelt down to Xing Feng in front of everyone, regardless of the majesty of the monarch.

"Father!"

"His Majesty!"

Mo Shaoyun and Cao Tianzheng, in no particular order, exclaimed loudly, and were about to help Mo Zhongtian from the left and right.

But Mo Zhongtian waved his hand and said, "Don't come here, this is me, I owe him and Qinglan."

Seeing Mo Zhongtian's resolute attitude, Mo Shaoyun and Cao Tianzheng looked at each other and could only stop.

Seeing this, Mo Zhongtian turned his head to look at Xing Feng, and said, "Mr. Xing, what happened back then is the fault of Mo."