"Mozi?!" A soft call drew the man's gaze back.

There was a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and he turned to look back.

"Cheer, the mountain road is steep, and you are inconvenient, why did you run up again?!"

Che Er didn't answer, but looked in the direction of Ling Luoyu, and immediately looked away.

"Mozi, what are you looking at?!"

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled fiercely again.

They can't see her! ! !

Mozi followed her gaze, clinging to her slender waist spoilingly.

"It's okay... It's just that I suddenly felt a strange feeling just now!"

"How does it feel?!"

"I can't tell you..."

Ling Luoyu's fingers tentatively stroked Mozi's cheek.

Pass through the cheeks.

Mozi's words abruptly stopped, his eyes staring.

Che Er couldn't help but frown his eyebrows slightly: "Mozi?"

Mozi shook his head abruptly, and suddenly raised his hand to touch forward tentatively.

"I just... seem to feel that way again!"

"What is it like you are talking about?!"

Che Er was completely confused by what he said, and pursed his lips to look.

Her gaze seemed to pass through Ling Luoyu's body and fell into the distance.

Looking at Mo Zi's fingertips, Ling Luoyu's heart also moved inexplicably.

"Can he feel me?!"

She gently raised her hand and touched his finger.

The moment the fingertips touched, Mozi's eyes suddenly widened.

And Ling Luoyu's pupils also shrank suddenly.

She felt the majestic state of the Primal Chaos Spirit.

They burst out of the dantian quickly, collided on the meridians, condensed into strands, and flew towards the fingertips.

"How could this be?!"

In shock, she quickly withdrew her hand.

At the moment he left Mozi's fingertips, the Primal Chaos Spirit vanished in an instant, returning to peace.

At that moment, Mozi suddenly groaned and fell to his knees, sweating profusely.

"Mozi!"

Che Er let out an exclamation, and knelt down immediately.

"Mozi, what's wrong? What's the matter?!"

Mozi slowly raised his head, his eyes shocked, "I don't know... I seem to have been exposed to a force just now! This force... is very subtle... it gives me an indescribable feeling..."

"The Patriarch!!"

A gong-like cry came from the foot of the mountain.

"We have completed the module...Master Cen invites you to check it out!"

"Come here!" Mozi answered loudly.

Slightly calming his mind, he took Che'er back down the mountain cautiously.

"Be careful"

Che's ears and lips slightly hooked: "Why am I so delicate?!"

After all, she still grabbed Mozi's arm and walked cautiously.

Ling Luoyu stood there desperately, and glanced at his surroundings for unknown reasons.

"What the **** is going on?!"

Why would Chaos Yuanling feel Mozi this person? !

She gritted her teeth and complained, but after all she caught up with Mozi and Che Er.

At the foot of the mountain stood a group of brawny men surrounded by simple cloths to cover their shame. Each of them was sweating profusely and covered with dirt and dust.

Seeing Mozi, the leader came up with excitement.

"Patriarch, Master Cen is already inside, waiting for you to enter!"

Master Cen? !

The first person Ling Luoyu thought of was Cen Jia.

The man who claims to be the number one swordsmith in the world.

Mozi let Che'er stay outside the cave and ran into the cave by himself, and Ling Luoyu quickly followed up.

As soon as he entered the cave, Ling Luoyu felt a different feeling.

Seems familiar.

There was only one person in the cave.

A white robe with silver hair.

He turned his back to the entrance of the cave, bending over to study something.

Mozi rushed to stand beside him, looking down.

"Cen Jia, how is it?!"