Yu Mo was in a state of ease and looked at this move excitedly.

"This is the fifth move of the Sword of Tribulation. I need to give a name first."

"This sword is like a needle-punching thread, a blood thread burst out from the blood-blade sword. The sword light is like a slight light, piercing through all things. It is better to be called the sword like flying silk and all things are empty. A sword flies out, piercing through all things, and all things are empty."

Yu Mo nodded secretly, very satisfied with the name, vivid and vivid, and deserved the name.

Before we knew it, it was already dawn.

As soon as Yu Mo walked out of the room, Fenghuang happened to stand at his door, frowned and asked, "What were you doing last night? I was shocked."

Yu Mo sighed and asked, "Did you hear it?"

"I'm not a deaf person. Your screams are so loud, I can't help but not listen." Phoenix teased,

Yu Mo didn't care and smiled: "Tell you a good news, I've already achieved something in the Yijin Jing."

"You succeeded? You are still a little successful?" Fenghuang looked at him in surprise: "Isn't the Yijin Jing a treasure book of Tianlong Temple? Why is it so simple that you can make a little successful in one night?"

Yu Mo patted his chest and said, "Then because I am a genius, okay? Don't be jealous."

Phoenix gave him a blank look and said, "I am jealous? I am a practitioner, not a warrior. The Yijin Jing is useless to me. No matter how powerful it is, I am not jealous."

"That's true." Yu Mo nodded.

"The Buddha's son gave you the Yijin Sutra, and you have gained such great gains overnight. Wouldn't you tell him?" asked Phoenix.

Yu Mo's expression became weird, and he said, "Of course, I will definitely share this good news with him."

Phoenix looked at Yu Mo strangely, wondering why his expression was so strange, so he simply ignored him and knocked on Yu Yue's room directly.

"Advisor, I've gotten up and practiced. The plan for a day is in the morning. How can I sleep in and be lazy?"

Yu Yue complained: "Master, just let me sleep for a while. I have been practicing hard these days and I dare not be lazy. I am really exhausted."

"I won't be exhausted, I'll kill you next time." Fenghuang rushed in without saying a word, pulled Yu Yue out of the bed and dragged her to the backyard of the villa.

Yu Yue raised her head and looked at Yu Mo in despair.

Yu Mo smiled and said, "Yue'er, don't be lazy."

"Brother, what eye did you see that I was lazy? I was obviously very diligent. But I was so tired yesterday. I wanted to sleep a little longer and regain my energy." Yu Yue defended.

Yu Mo smiled and watched the two go to the backyard, then he heard a tragic scream.

The Phoenix suffered a loss in Yu Mo's hands, and seemed to have to find ways to retaliate against Yu Yue, which made Yu Yue helpless and crazy.

"Yu Mo, morning." Ling Yao came out of the room and greeted Yu Mo.

"You woke up so early."

"School is about to start. You can't sleep in anymore. Get up early and get used to it in advance." Ling Yao said.

"I called first, there is something fun." Yu Mo said mysteriously.

Ling Yao looked at him in confusion and did not ask any more questions.

Yu Mo called the Buddhist son.

The Buddhist son followed the customs of the countryside. After coming to Jiang'an, he took the initiative to equip a mobile phone to facilitate contact at any time.

After Yu Mo learned the news, he felt very moved that the Buddhist son was fashionable enough. Will his Buddhist heart be corroded and shaken?

The phone rang and the Buddha answered the phone.

"You're so fast." Yu Mo asked in surprise. As soon as the phone rang, the Buddha answered the phone. This was too impatient. Could it be that he had not slept all night and had been waiting for Yu Mo's call?

Yu Mo curled his lips, "Son of Buddha, you really have a trap for me, waiting for me to be fooled."

Haha, this time it's not as good as you wish.

Yu Mo said anxiously, "Son of Buddha, I have something to look for you."

The Buddhist son didn't ask much and answered directly: "Wait for me, I'll come soon."

Doudu!

The phone hung up.

Yu Mo held his cell phone, listened to the beeping inside, and looked confused. Before I could tell you the address, you hung up the phone, and didn't ask anything. This is too impatient.

Dingdong!

Just when he was feeling a lot of emotion, the doorbell rang outside the villa.

"Who is here early in the morning?" Ling Yao muttered curiously and walked towards the door.

The door opened, and the Buddha's son stood at the door, with a calm cloud and a gentle breeze. He looked up at Yu Mo.

With eyes facing each other, Yu Mo's expression was very wonderful. He pointed at the Buddhist son and said, "Hey, Buddhist son, why are you so fast? Have you been outside the villa and waiting for me to call?"

The Buddhist son refused to admit it and said, "I'm just wandering around here."

"Son of Buddha, monks do not lie, don't lie."

"Amitabha, every sentence of me is true. I heard You Feng mention your residence, and I also took a look at what Feng Shui treasure land can actually have masters like you." The Buddhist son said with a reasonable and well-founded basis.

Yu Mo rolled his eyes and thought to himself that if I believe you, there will be a ghost.

He kept chasing and beating, saying, "You are here just right, I'll ask you if you have something to do."

Yu Mo's face darkened, pretending to be angry and dissatisfied.

The Buddha glanced at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

"What's going on with your Yijin Sutra? It's full of Sanskrit?" Yu Mo asked angrily.

The Buddhist son gradually raised his eyebrows and said, "The Yijin Sutra is a treasure book of Tianlong Temple and a holy Buddhist scripture. Of course, it is written in Sanskrit. Is there any problem?"

The Buddhist son looked as if he was taken for granted and was very worthy of beating.

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier that ordinary people are not monks who have enlightened Taoism, so how can they know Sanskrit?" Yu Mo asked angrily.

The Buddha clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Yu, you didn't ask me, you are a genius, I thought you knew Sanskrit, so I didn't talk much."

Yu Mo curled his lips secretly, glared at the Buddha's son, and thought to himself, "You make up, continue to make up, I'll see if you can make up a flower."

"You know me quite well." Yu Mo teased.

The Buddhist son said: "I have known Master Yu for a short time, but I think I know you better."

"Hey, this Sanskrit is too difficult." Yu Mo shook his head, feeling a lot of emotion, and was extremely disappointed.

A hint of joy appeared at the corner of the Buddha's eyebrows, and he said quietly: "Sanskrit is difficult. I have been studying for many years before I can learn it."

"Son of Buddha, do you know Sanskrit?" Yu Mo asked deliberately as if he had discovered a new continent.

The Buddha nodded: "Of course."

"Then you said it earlier, you won't have to be so troublesome to translate the Yijin Jing to me earlier." Yu Mo said angrily.

"Master Yu, I have given you Sanskrit script to you. I have no obligation to translate the Yijin Sutra for you. The Yijin Sutra will be given to those who are destined to be, but only those who are destined to be able to understand the mystery." The Buddha said confidently.

Yu Mo's face froze and said, "Don't you want to translate for me?"

"Zheng Master Yu is a destined person. Of course I can translate it for you, but one code will be the same. If you want me to translate the Yijin Sutra for you, you have to answer me a question." The Buddhist son finally expressed his true purpose.

Yu Mo's eyes lit up. He deliberately hid his shortcomings. Didn't he just use the tricks to find out the true purpose of the Buddhist son?

"Son of Buddha, isn't this kind of kindness?" Yu Mo said deliberately unhappy.

"I won't force others." The Buddha said calmly, fearless.
Chapter completed!