But Dongfang Mo was not bored at all. Instead, he felt that it was a very respectable thing for these people to make a living by their own abilities. He nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I understand."

The fat foreman is quite flexible. He looked at the location of Dongfang Mo Station and looked at the stone tablet again. He couldn't help swallowing: "Is this stone tablet you just pushed up?"

If you want to use force, it can indeed play a big role here, but they dare not because they don’t have that much power

Dongfang Mo nodded, smiled slightly, and wanted to leave.

The fat foreman didn't say anything. After all, this young man was not a craftsman he found, but he couldn't believe it.

But the older craftsman reached out to stop Dongfang Mo: "Young man, you didn't listen to what I said just now. If you are always so rough in the future, it would be very dangerous." The old craftsman thought that his words were taken by this young man as a wind in his ears, and was a little anxious, "I don't believe you have that much strength, come on."

While speaking, the older craftsman came to a stone table and stretched out a hand.

Dongfang Mo looked at the old craftsman with some confusion. The fat foreman also wanted to make the young man have a memory because Dongfang Mo helped him, and said, "Young man, no one gave up just now. Otherwise, your approach would be really dangerous."

"Actually" Dongfang Mo wanted to explain, but these craftsmen didn't seem to want to let him go like this. Dongfang Mo also wanted to see what was engraved on the stone tablet, so he smiled slightly and stopped explaining, "Okay, but"

"But what," the old craftsman said with a calm face.

"Can you be here? I want to take a look at what is written on this stone tablet?" Dongfang Mo looked at the craftsmen with a smile.

At this moment, these craftsmen were really angry. This young man, who was still a little furious, dared to be so arrogant.

Some craftsmen don't believe it. At this age, can't the little kid in front of you even beat the one who wrestles at your fingertips?

Dongfang Mo didn't even use a trace of spiritual energy. He just relied on his physical strength. Just making moves is enough for the craftsman to use all his strength.

He held the hand of the craftsman, just smiled slightly, nodded at the craftsman: "It's OK to start." After saying this, Dongfang Mo turned his head and looked at the stone tablet.

Dongfang Mo's appearance really made the craftsman so angry that he had a sudden force, thinking that he could break the kid's wrist down

But the accident happened, and the imagined result did not appear at all. No matter how hard he tried, the young man in front of him did not move at all.

The craftsmen watching around were also a little surprised. They would fight for time when they were working for the rest of their work. Everyone knows the strength of this old craftsman, so when they saw that the young man held on with the help of the old craftsman, they really surprised them.

Dongfang Mo felt the surprise of the people around him and couldn't help but smile: "I said I have strength, you can use both hands."

What is the rhythm of "wipe"? These craftsmen have grown up their mouths.

After saying this, Dongfang Mo continued to turn his head to look at the content on the stone tablet.

This old craftsman really didn't believe in evil, and immediately moved Dongfang Mo's hands with both hands.

Dongfang Mo felt that such power was not at all, but Dongfang Mo had already viewed the content on the stone tablet. It was written on it. The story of his appointment with Leng Yan. Dongfang Mo couldn't help but smile. This incident, Yu Jianshe, had a great influence, and such a record was not an exaggeration.

After reading the stone tablet, Dongfang Mo curled his smile and wanted to look back at the old craftsman. This glance surprised him because the old craftsman's face turned purple and he was holding Dongfang Mo's wrist with both hands, but Dongfang Mo still had no feeling at all.

Dongfang Mo laughed: "Do you want to go together?"

The craftsmen have long been eager to try it out and have no longer cared about how inconsistent this is. Seven or eight people, as long as they can get started, they have reached over, all opposite Dongfang Mo.

This time, Dongfang Mo was still calm and gentle. He smiled and looked at the seven falls in front of him. Dongfang Mo used a little force and gently pressed down the dozen hands in front of him.

These craftsmen were almost glaring at each other. Why did this young man have such great strength? Is he still a human being?

Looking at the craftsmen, Dongfang Mo smiled slightly: "You are right to persuade me, but my strength can do that." After Dongfang Mo said that, regardless of the shock of these craftsmen, he came straight to the stone tablet. He just grabbed the wide stone tablet with one hand, which was completely disproportionate. However, with a little force, the stone tablet was deeply planted into a depth of three feet below the ground.

All the craftsmen couldn't help but take a breath of cold air

"Papapapapapapa" In this shocking environment where no one talked, the sudden applause sounded a little harsh.

Dongfang Mo looked back and saw Xun Yanfeng, who was elegant in temperament, standing behind him with a smile. Dongfang Mo quickly clasped his fists and said, "Senior Brother Xun."

Others don’t know these craftsmen, but Xun Yanfeng still knows this. Now, with the reconstruction of the Sword Sect, Xun Yanfeng is a person who can make a decision, second only to the Sect leader of the Sword Sect

Several people looked back, and the boy was called Senior Brother Xun Yanfeng. They seemed to understand something.

"Thank you for your sincere words. I will give you more money to erect the monument," Dongfang Mo said with a smile.

Although these craftsmen knew that the boy in front of them was definitely not an ordinary character, they were already people who were used to the scene. The fat foreman looked at Dongfang Mo and asked, "Young hero, who are you?"

Dongfang Mo laughed: "Just an ordinary disciple of the Sword Sect. After saying that, he left with a brisk step."

Xun Yanfeng looked at the people looking at each other. When he turned around, he gently said in the ears of these people: "The Dongfang Mo mentioned on this stone tablet is this person."

Only then did they realize these respects. They all knew that the contents on the stone tablet had been read by people who knew literately, especially the elderly craftsman, who trembled with his hands: "I've had a fight with this Dongfang Mo."

No matter how surprised these people were, Dongfang Mo followed Xun Yanfeng to the residence of the Sect Master of the Sword Sect.

"I didn't expect that you were so idle and played with those craftsmen. If you have time, let's come," said Xun Yanfeng quipped.

"Okay, I really want to learn about Senior Brother Xun's strength." Dongfang Mo said with a smile. The last time he joined forces with Xun Yanfeng to deal with a monster, Dongfang Mo felt an impulse. If he had the chance, he really wanted to discuss with Xun Yanfeng.

While the two of them were joking, they had already arrived at Situ Nan's residence. Before they raised their hands to knock on the door, Situ Nan had already walked out of the way and looked at the two people with a smile: "What are you talking about? You have to learn and teach you Senior Brother." Finally, Situ Nan's eyes fell on Dongfang Mo.

Dongfang Mo glanced at Xun Yanfeng: "It's nothing." After saying that, he told the story just now, which made Situ Nan also lit Dongfang Mo's nose and smiled bitterly. How could Dongfang Mo think of this

"Sect Master, are the reconstruction of the Sword Sect fully prepared?" In the end, Dongfang Mo fell on the issue he was most concerned about.

Situ Nan nodded, and couldn't hide his excitement on his face: "It's ready, everything is ready." The Sword Sect's ability to rebuild so smoothly has a lot to do with Dongfang Mo. "Even the Zhou royal family sent a lot of money and repeatedly stated that when the Sword Sect reopens, they must be invited over."

Dongfang Mo was actually a little unexpected. The Zhou royal family had already given him a lot of things. Unexpectedly, he would have to send so many resources. Anyway, it was a good thing, so Dongfang Mo didn't say much.

"So Master, have you decided on the day to reopen the sect?" Dongfang Mo asked.

Situ Nan and Xun Yanfeng looked at each other, and then Xun Yanfeng smiled and said, "Sect Master is waiting for you to come back. If you are not here, the Sword Sect will lose some color when it starts."

Situ Nan also nodded with his beard.

Dongfang Mo was no longer humble: "I have nothing to do now." As he said that, Dongfang Mo told the Sect Master of the Sword Sect about Dongchengsheng, and introduced Liu Munan's current situation. After all, Liu Munan is also a disciple of the Sword Sect.

After hearing this, Situ Nan nodded: "If Miss Liu can get better results, it is also the hope of this sect leader."

"Since the protagonists are here, let's set the day to reopen the sect first, so that the sects that come will be given enough time." Xun Yanfeng broke the slightly depressing atmosphere.

Situ Nan and Dongfang Mo couldn't help but smile, and Dongfang Mo punched his senior brother: "Senior brother, can you say that, can't I be the protagonist? If we two fight together, who will win or lose?"

But Xun Yanfeng spread his hands and shook his head, but did not say anything. In fact, Xun Yanfeng was also eager to fight Dongfang Mo in his heart.

At this time, the Sword Sect leader spoke: "When the Sword Sect was opened, the highlight was the competition between you two."

"Ah." The two of them couldn't help but exclaim in unison, and then looked at the sect leader Situ Nan in a different way.
Chapter completed!