Seeing the power of Mo He's first attack, Master Qingmei already understood in his heart that Mo He's small magical power was indeed extraordinary. His small magical power, Qingmu Fujia, almost failed to defend against the magic that Mo He had just launched.

After enduring this blow, Taoist Qingmei immediately retreated and left the range of illusory light and shadow. Looking at the illusory and beautiful landscape in front of her, she became more careful and alert.

Although I am happy for Mo He's powerful little magical power, I am a master after all. If I lose to Mo He, I will feel a little embarrassed when I feel relieved, so I still need to deal with it carefully.

Knowing that Mo He's little magical power is a bit extraordinary, Taoist Qingmei is also very confident in his little magical power. The little magical power of Qingmu Rongjia has helped him overcome danger countless times over the years, either killing the enemy to win or escaping from heaven. It is one of the strongest methods of Taoist Qingmei.

Retreat to the illusory light and shadow, Taoist Qingmei supported her hands towards the ground. In the illusory light and shadow, rows of trees immediately rose up from the ground, which seemed particularly abrupt in the illusory garden landscape, which was very destructive to the beauty.

After the emergence of these rows of trees, not only destroyed the original beauty, but also accompanied by the swaying of the trees, leaves floating in the wind, stirring the entire landscape, as if they were to break this illusory beauty.

Mo He, who was hiding in the dark, had already understood Taoist Qingmei's plan. He was testing the background of his little magical power. Taoist Qingmei also knew that this was not a simple illusion, at least it definitely exceeded the scope of illusion, but he still had no idea what Mo He's small magical power abilities were.

Mo He thought, and the leaves flying all over the sky suddenly seemed to be solidified by invisible power. Then these leaves suddenly became a little illusory. The rows of trees were covered with a layer of light and shadow, as if they had become one of the landscape. The sudden feeling disappeared, and the scenery seemed to become more charming.

Taoist Qingmei was slightly stunned. Then he saw Mo He's figure suddenly appearing in the illusory landscape, his feet were a distance from the water surface, and his whole person was floating out of thin air.

"This?" A look of surprise flashed in Taoist Qingmei's eyes. She could fly out of nowhere. Even Mo He had broken through to the realm of souls, and it was very difficult to do this.

"Master, be careful!" Mo He, who reappeared, smiled slightly at Taoist Qingmei who was standing outside his small magical powers and said softly.

Suddenly, Taoist Qingmei immediately made a big alarm in her heart, and then she saw Mo He on the opposite side, and began to pinch the seal with both hands. Dozens of wood thorns condensed in front of her, shooting towards him like raindrops.

With the experience of taking the attack hard just now, Taoist Qingmei did not choose to take the attack hard this time, but decisively dodged. However, when he just flashed, he saw a thick stream of water, like a long whip, and was already sweeping towards him.

"Bang!"

A crisp collision sounded, and this time Taoist Master Qingmei did not dodge because he was once again entangled by two vines at his feet.

But with this crisp sound, almost half of the body of Taoist Qingmei, whose wooden body was shattered by the water whip, can be seen.

But this was just the beginning. Mo He seemed to have no time to launch magic at this time. He could use all kinds of magic at will, and his power was very powerful. With just a few breaths, Qingmei Taoist Chang Qingmu's armor-melting magic power finally couldn't hold on. Under Mo He's violent bombing, it disintegrated!

"Disciple, what is the magic of your little magical power? You can tell me now!" This time, I must have failed in the competition with Mo He, so Master Qingmei couldn't hold back his face now, but he was really curious about what Mo He's little magical power was going on?

The illusory landscape of light and shadow around Mo He disappeared, then walked to Taoist Qingmei, and said with a smile.

"The disciple's little magical power is called Shuimu Tsinghua. It has a little illusion effect, but its real power is not like this. This real power lies in control and the development of magical powers. Whenever the light and shadow are intertwined, the power of wood or water will be greatly enhanced."

"I'm afraid it's more than that!" Taoist Qingmei also said with a smile.

"The master is as wise as a torch. The power of this small magical power is indeed more than that, but now the disciple's cultivation is shallow, and the power that can be exerted is limited. The disciple has just said that the power of magical power lies in control. Anything within light and shadow is the scope of the disciple's control!" Mo He nodded, and did not hide from Taoist Master Qingmei.

"Control!" Taoist Qingmei said these two words gently, and then immediately understood what Mo He wanted to say, and said in disbelief.

"Is what you call control like the divine realm?"

Mo He nodded gently and gave a clear answer.

When Master Qingmei saw Mo He nodding, he laughed loudly, "Okay, such a small magical power, it's not unfair to be defeated by his teacher!"

The divine realm of the gods is opened in the underworld. Almost every god will try his best to build his own divine realm. This is not only a place that accommodates the souls of believers, but also the home court of the gods. In the divine realm, the gods have absolute control over their own divine realm, and the combat power they can exert is several times that outside the divine realm.

Those particularly powerful gods have a vast territory and complete internal laws, just like a small world. Within the divine realm, they are the masters of this small world. You can imagine how powerful it is.

If Mo He's small magical power can achieve similar effects to the divine realm, then even if it cannot reach the level of the divine realm, it will be powerful enough. This is a kind of ability to master small worlds and radiances. In terms of power and potential, it is far more than his Aoki Fuji Armor.

"It's a pity that this small magic power consumes a lot. Just the time I used it just now, it consumed 30% of the spiritual power in my body. If you want to truly exert the power of the magic power, you probably have to wait until later, and your cultivation level will be higher!" Mo He felt the consumption of spiritual power in his body. This was the first time he used his small magic power. The effect was really good, with a certain psychedelic effect of light and shadow. When he was in it, he felt that all the power around him was in control, and the power of the magic power he used became stronger. Even Taoist Qingmei's Qingmu Fujia can be forcibly broken.

The master and apprentice returned to Qingmei Temple. After this exchange, Taoist Master Qingmei completely stopped his morning class every morning because he really had nothing to teach Mo He.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month later, on this day, the county government sent a yamen runner to send a letter to Taoist Qingmei. After Taoist Qingmei read the contents of the letter, the expression on her face became a little lost, and she turned to Mo He and said.

"I am leaving, and I will leave this Qingmei Temple in the future!"

Although Mo He was mentally prepared for the arrival of this day, when this day is really coming, he still inevitably feels a little reluctant.

"How long will it take?" Mo He silently said for a while before speaking.

"In half a month, the ceremony of the gods will be held. At that time, all the people in Qiongzhou who have been granted the imperial title will ascend to the throne on this day, and a sacrifice will be held in Qionghua Mansion!" Taoist Qingmei said while handing over the letter in her hand to Mo He. This is not something that needs to be kept confidential.

Mo He took the letter casually, glanced at the contents of the letter, and nodded, not knowing what to say.

Half a month passed quickly, this was the fastest half month Mo He felt that he had passed since he came to this world.

During this half month, Taoist Master Qingmei didn't go anywhere. He stayed in the Qingmei Temple every day, got up early and drank a cup of tea, looked at the morning fog in the mountains, and took a leisurely nap at noon, just like an ordinary mortal old man. At night, he would even turn off the lights and fall asleep. Mo He used his divine thoughts to investigate and found that Taoist Master Qingmei was actually sleeping.

On the day of preparing to part, early in the morning at the foot of Wangyue Mountain, people from the county government gathered here and began to arrange various things at the foot of Wangyue Mountain.

The original county priest Wen Siming of Zi'an County has left, and the new county priest has arrived at Qingmei Temple and is chatting with Taoist Qingmei.

The new county priest is a relatively young scholar named Su Bai. He is polite and has good cultivation.

He had been in Qingmei Temple. When it was almost noon, he suddenly stood up, bowed to Taoist Master Qingmei and Mo He at the same time and said, "It's not too late, I will go downstairs to see how I prepared, say goodbye!"

After saying that, Su Bai turned around and left, but the meaning in his words was very obvious, and he told Taoist Qingmei and Mo He in a very tactful way that the time had almost come.

After Su Bai walked out, Taoist Master Qingmei slowly stood up and walked to Mo He's side. Just like before, he reached out and touched Mo He's head.

"The time is almost over. This time, I really should leave. However, you and I will meet sooner or later. I hope that when I see you again, your cultivation will be higher than you are now!"

After saying that, Taoist Qingmei smiled slightly, then turned around and walked into his room. Without closing the door, she walked straight to his bed and sat cross-legged there.

Mo He saw that a green light flashed on Taoist Qingmei's body. Within a few breaths, the green light became dim and was finally replaced by a golden light. The golden light suddenly shot out from Taoist Qingmei's heavenly spirit. Above the Qingmei Temple, as a figure flashing with golden light, there was a divine mark on the forehead, which was Taoist Qingmei.

"Disciple, please send me the master!" At this moment, Mo He knelt on his knees, kowtowed heavily to the figure in the sky, and spoke loudly in a slightly choked voice.
Chapter completed!