Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng didn't care, "Since this doesn't work, I'll change the method to open it."

"This... can you change another one? For example, money, things, spiritual treasures, medicinal materials, etc.." The clan was always anxious. After all, he finally sent it to the Hailan Chamber of Commerce but nothing was solved.

Mo Liancheng became quiet, and a strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his eyes, and he asked indifferently: "Grand elder, will you give me Kyoto?"

"..." The old clan was almost choked to death, "How is this possible?!"

"You said it just now, I changed it. Now, I'm very busy, I'll only give you a cup of tea to consider." Mo Liancheng's words were very plain, neither too slow, and his tone was just right.

But it sounds very dull and depressing.

Kyoto, the gate of the Xuanjie is somewhere in Kyoto.

Giving him the Kyoto City, that means giving him the gate of the Xuan Realm.

Also, Kyoto is the foundation of the Situ clan! It is simply impossible.

Qu Tan'er listened to the Mo Liancheng negotiations with interest.

The clever city looked like a casual conversation, but it looked like a bureau.

The big clan always fell completely.

At the beginning, when the gate of the Xuan Realm was proposed, the elder of the clan did not agree, so he sought the second best method to open it. The elder of the clan still refused, so he caught the elder of the clan's grammatical disease and wanted to Kyoto! It was so embarrassing. Only a man could bring up such a request.

But this sentence is very confusing!

Although it was impossible to agree, it made the elders feel particularly upset!

And, in a cup of tea, it's very fast.

After only a short while, Qu Tan'er took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Old of the big clan, half a cup has passed."

This urging is like urging death.

The old man who seemed to be sitting next to him was steadily hiding under his vicissitudes of life. However, there were two people who could clearly see through the anxiousness and anxiety under his indifferent mask. The wrinkled hand holding the teacup tightened his cup slightly.

When measuring three conditions, the only thing that can be agreed is to give Mo Liancheng the method to open.

The old clan sighed and said, "For the time you just appeared, maybe I could send you away from Huaen. But now, the Xuanmen has been completely blocked. It is impossible to open it again."

"What does it mean?" Mo Liancheng was not feeling good.

"Our ancestors were afraid that someone would use the Xuan Realm Gate again. They had devoted all their cultivation to set up the strongest seal formation in the clan outside the Xuan Gate. This seal formation is very powerful, divided into three layers of seals, and two were already opened. But recently I found... I don't know who actually opened the third layer of dead seal."

The old clan said the key point.

I just told Mo Liancheng that I could not open the sealing formation and could not enter the gate of the Xuan Realm.

Then, it was the dead seal, and I also said that Mo Liancheng should not count on this road.

Mo Liancheng had known that the Situ clan was very good at the Qimen formation.

But when I heard this, I couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Needless to say, it must be the good thing that the idiot emperor in the palace did again!

For a moment, murderous intent filled the entire room.

Even gradually overflowed around, and the outside called insects and birds, all of which became quiet in an instant, with a strange tranquility.

Bang! A crisp sound of brokenness.

Qu Tan'er raised her eyes slightly and threw the broken cup in her palm.
Chapter completed!