"I heard that Yuan Zhu City's Abbot Mingguang is kind and generous. I didn't think that I would be lucky enough to receive such selfless help. Thank you," Mo Yan said expressionlessly.
Taking advantage of his kindness? Did he really think that he was an innocent child?
"You're a fated person, so you should help," Abbot Mingguang said peacefully, as if he didn't hear Mo Yan's words. However, Master Lin Bai's expression didn't look too good.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. Master Lin Bai, please take good care of the Night Patrol Spirit. After all, it's a rare Quasi-Heavenly King talent," Mo Yan said slowly as he stared at Lin Bai.
He then went downstairs without looking back and walked out of the Scorched Tower. Behind him, Abbot Mingguang still kept his hands together and didn't say a word.
The Geng Gui was very quiet as it followed behind. When they were about to reach the Elf Center, it carefully pulled on Mo Yan's clothes and looked at Mo Yan with worry and self-blame, as if it was asking if it had caused trouble.
"It has nothing to do with you. It'll be a waste if you don't take advantage of it. Try to get used to your new body these few days."
Geng Gui nodded quickly. It was rare to see a serious and serious look on his sarcastic face.
In the next few days, Mo Yan didn't go to Yuan Zhu Gymnasium. Lin Bai, that old fox, was too calculative. He didn't have time to continue playing.
In a hidden private training ground in the Elf Center, Mo Yan was watching the battle between the Geng Gui and Soroilhac. The improvement brought about by the evolution was undoubtedly terrifying.
The Geng Gui went from Beginner Elite to Intermediate Elite, and all of its abilities were greatly improved. It was completely different from when it was still in Ghost Stone.
First, the Geng Gui learned the Life Bound skill. At the same time, it awakened a new genetic skill, Clear Smoke. Both of these moves were very valuable moves. They could be used to great effect in a tag-team battle or a group battle.
In addition, the Geng Gui's floating characteristic had completely turned into a cursed body. When a Geng Gui with this characteristic was attacked, there was a certain probability that the opponent would be immobilized.
Although the floating ability was canceled, the Geng Gui's gaseous body could still float in the air. After all, there was a famous saying in the elven world.
If the elves worked hard, they could all fly!
Now, in the battle against Soroilhac, the Geng Gui was already evenly matched with the Geng Gui's 3D ability. It could even counterattack to a certain extent!
"It's done!"
Seeing that both of them were almost exhausted, Mo Yan stopped them in time.
Soroilhac immediately sat on the ground after hearing the command, panting heavily. The Geng Gui also slowly lowered to the ground, then closed its golden eyes and sat cross-legged.
The usually mischievous and unbridled Ghost Stone seemed to have disappeared overnight. When he came back to his senses, he had already become the steady, honest, wise, and quick-witted Dark Fatty.
In other words, the current Geng Gui was a little …
Buddha-nature!
Did he see Buddha-nature in a ghost? Mo Yan shook off the strange thoughts in his mind. He felt that he had seen too many bald heads in the past two days and was hallucinating.
"Little Mo Yan, the novice monk is looking for you again!" Miss Joey suddenly opened the door and stuck her head in. Her tone was somewhat helpless.
Mo Yan wrinkled his nose. Ever since Ghost Stone evolved, the Bell Tower would send a novice monk over every day to invite Mo Yan over as a guest.
After dragging on for a few days, Mo Yan was tired of dealing with the novice monk. Thinking that the Geng Gui's condition had stabilized, he decided to go over and take a look.
"Benefactor Moyan, Master told me that today I must …" Bright eyes, white teeth, delicate eyebrows, and slender little novice monk looked quite cute. He had a bitter expression on his face. No wonder Miss Qiao Yi was in such a difficult situation. After all, she was obsessed with appearances.
Then, Mo Yan interrupted, "I'll be visiting Abbot Mingguang tomorrow. If there's nothing else, you can go back." After that, Mo Yan turned around and went back to continue his training.
"Ah! Okay, thank you! I'll go back and tell master! " Then, the novice monk politely bowed to Miss Joey. After receiving a pat on the head from Miss Joey, he ran out with a red face.
The next day, Mo Yan was ready to go. He arrived at the Bell Tower early in the morning. Unlike the Scorched Tower, the Bell Tower was well maintained. Mo Yan didn't even see a chipped tile or chipped paint.
"Benefactor Mo Yan, please come in!" The novice monk happily led Mo Yan in, but after entering, he became very solemn.
Along the way, Moyan saw that there were many monks cultivating on every level. Their clothes were clearly different, and it also symbolized their rank. It was clear and distinct.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the top floor. A group of obviously older monks were sitting cross-legged. In front of them was a huge gilded phoenix statue!
At the front of the group, Mo Yan saw Abbot Mingguang's figure. His position was indeed not ordinary.
Mo Yan didn't have to speculate for long. The chanting of the old monks had already ended. Most of them left without saying a word, and the whole place instantly became empty.
The novice monk seemed to want to leave as well, but he was stopped by Abbot Mingguang, so he also stayed.
Mo Yan walked up and asked directly, "Abbot Mingguang, why did you call me here?"
"Benefactor has fate with our Bell Tower. I just wanted to invite you over for a private chat. Don't worry."
Since he was already here, Mo Yan didn't stand on ceremony. He directly sat cross-legged on the side, looking like he was inviting him to start his performance.
Abbot Mingguang let the novice monk sit on the other side and then started talking.
"The monks of the Bell Tower have served the divine beast phoenix for generations. They are its representatives among humans, and because of this, we have obtained some special powers."
"However, a hundred years ago, someone with evil intentions took advantage of our carelessness to burn down the old Bell Tower. The phoenix was furious and never returned!"
"Although we built an even more magnificent Bell Tower, the Phoenix King never came again. The mission of our Bell Tower monks also gradually changed from serving the Phoenix King to searching for the Phoenix King."
Mo Yan's expression didn't change. Why did humans have to serve the divine beast? Who was the person with evil intentions? Mo Yan was more interested in this.
"In the past few years, we've been searching for the Phoenix King. Although we haven't succeeded, we still have some clues." Abbot Mingguang took out a wooden box. Inside was a seven-colored feather that was shining.
"This is a rainbow feather. It fell from the phoenix." Abbot Mingguang stood up and slowly moved the rainbow feather closer to Mo Yan.
Then, the feather actually became brighter and brighter!
The abbot took the rainbow feather back, and the feather's brightness also dimmed.
"We have been looking for someone who can react to the rainbow feather, and then ask that person to carry the rainbow feather with them at all times."
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