C111 Classic of Morals

Yuan Beidou's sea of intelligence was churning, racking his brains, deducing and comprehending.

He suddenly had a feeling that he was blessed. He couldn't help but want to leave behind a rune on the stone monument. His fingers were like a sword as he displayed the Black Tortoise God's fingers. Sword Qi gushed out from his fingertips.

"Brat