Chapter Twenty-Eight: Elder Flower
In such a humiliating way, Mo Fei couldn't help but take a step back, and He Tianci snorted coldly: "You can think clearly, what kind of place is this!"
"The Talent Pavilion is not a place for you to spread wild, you spit out this mouth, the cleaning of the Talent Pavilion in the past three months, I will not leave you for a day. β
As soon as He Tianci's words fell, this sentence sounded again. A young man in white walked out and looked at the thin young man with a smile.
When the thin young man saw this person appear, his face changed, and he made a "grunt", and the thick phlegm that had been in his mouth for a long time was accidentally swallowed.
He covered his mouth and retched, and when he realized that it was useless, he looked at Raigan pitifully.
Those disciples who watched the excitement really laughed heartily this time, and the performance of "drinking thick phlegm raw" was the first time they had seen it since they joined the Sword Sect.
Lai Gan took a deep breath, walked up to the young man in white, and said without humility or arrogance: "Senior Brother Feng, do you want to stand up for them?"
The young man in white sneered and looked sideways slightly, "It's almost the same as Tao Dehua asking this, what kind of thing are you, are you worthy of my shot?"
Lai Gan's fists stopped in the middle of the middle, and his face was white and red for a while, but this face was really in line with Mo Fei's identity as a 'chameleon' for him.
Tao Dehua was the backer of the three of them, and when he heard the merciless disdain of the young man in white, Lai Gan realized that he was really carried away by anger.
The ordinary disciples he bullied on weekdays also picked those who had no backing, but the senior brother Feng in front of him was a core disciple, no matter his identity or strength, he was not something he could provoke.
He lowered his hands in disagreement and hung his head like a defeated rooster.
"Boy, you have a kind, let's go!" The thin-lipped young man's eyes flashed a few times, and he threatened Mo Fei in a low voice, and the three of them fled out of the main hall.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Feng. He Tianci hurriedly thanked him, and he didn't need to remind him, Mo Fei also bowed.
"You're welcome. The young man in white winked at the two, grinned, and left the hall with a few followers.
The reason why he stood out for the two of them was because Lai Gan and the three were unhappy, and on the other hand, because of Tao Dehua. In the annual sect competition, he and Tao Dehua are competing for the tenth place, and they have fought a few times, and they will be on fire if they don't have fire, these three people are Tao Dehua's doglegs, of course he has to humiliate him.
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After receiving the identity card and clothes, He Tianci smiled at the disciple on duty, "Next, arrange for Senior Brother Mo to go to the Danyao Hall, I recognize Deacon An, so I won't trouble Senior Brother, I'll take him there." β
The two walked on the road, He Tianci looked at Mo Fei silently, he had a lot to ask, but he didn't know where to start.
Mo Fei was finally defeated in this silent gaze, and said with a wry smile: "I know you have a lot of questions, maybe you hate me for lying to you...... Anyway, I have to say something. β
At the beginning, he really only had the purpose of joining the Sword Sect through He Tianci, and now he has also got what he wants. However, after all, he couldn't lift his pants and didn't admit it, turning his face ruthlessly, not to mention that He Tianci stood up for him just now.
He Tianci's eyes were complicated, and he sighed, "I don't hate you, speaking of which, you don't seem to have said that your soul power is strong, these are my own guesses......" He paused, but still couldn't help but ask: "When you eliminated that ghost in the mass grave, you really activated more than twenty thunder fire talismans in one breath?"
Seeing Mo Fei nodding affirmatively, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "I'll just say, how could you lie to me, it's just that Elder Jiang can't test it." β
"Elder Najiang detected and ......"
"We will be brothers from today onwards. He Tianci interrupted Mo Fei to continue, and smiled at Mo Fei.
Everyone has their own secrets, and for him, Mo Fei did not deceive himself, which is more important than exploring those secrets.
Deacon An, who was dressed in a blue robe, took Mo Fei's identity card, and after seeing that it was indeed written as a disciple of the Danyao Hall, he happily led Mo Fei into the Danyao Hall.
"Elder Hua, there's a new disciple. β
Deacon An took Mo Fei to the door of a room on the second floor, shouted inside, and then motioned for Mo Fei to go in, and he himself left.
"Always send some hairy disciples to me, Jiang is not dead. An old man standing in a mess of books, flipping through the pharmacopoeia with one hand and pulling his messy hair with the other, grunted dissatisfiedly.
Sensing that someone was coming in, he didn't raise his head, but only said one word, "Wait!"
Mo Fei didn't know whether this old man who cherished words like gold let himself stand and wait or sit and wait, and when he saw a chair in front of the table, he sat down straight. He's been walking for a long time today, and his feet are really a little sore.
"Ah, I found it, ha, haha......"
The old man took the book out of the pile of books, and after being ecstatic, he finally found Mo Fei.
He walked to the table in a few steps, and the table seemed to jump up with a "bang", and the two mustaches on his mouth seemed to be curled.
"You kid is so unruly, who told you to sit down!"
Mo Fei had been waiting for almost an hour, thinking of the exercises that were about to arrive, and still thinking about how the five yin beads in the warehouse could be turned into points, and just when he heard the old man laugh and came back to his senses, he saw that the other party was blowing his beard and glaring at him.
"I'm ......" Mo Fei hurriedly stood upright, Deacon An said to let him follow this elder, this person must be his master, but the appearance of the strange old man made him dare not rashly call the other party his master.
The old man put the book away, sat on the chair, and glanced at Mo Fei, "Where did you come from, I don't care what benefits you gave Jiang Li, I don't have a place for you here." β
"Your sister, are the people of the Sword Gate so dragged?" scolded secretly in his heart, Mo Fei blushed and flattered: "Elder Jiang sees that I have good qualifications, let me come to the Dan Medicine Hall to be a medicine boy who refines medicinal herbsβElder rest assured, I will definitely refine them well and will not damage the medicinal herbs." β
He Tianci had already introduced to him on the road that the job of the disciples of the Dan Medicine Hall was to refine medicinal herbs. And the exercises he cared about the most were issued by the elders. If you want to enter the Gongfa Pavilion to select the exercises by yourself, then the top ten disciples of the sect must be qualified.
"Really?" the old man was noncommittal to Mo Fei's words, "Then you have to behave well later, a pig intestine grass, refining a 70% purity of the medicinal powder is qualified, otherwise, hehe......"
"I'll rub, you old guy is so narrow-minded, Lao Tzu just sat on a stool, and gave me such a problem?ββ pig intestines, what kind of thing?" Mo Fei scolded in his heart, seeing that the old man was about to stand up, he didn't care about the oath just now, and said quickly: "The disciple has just entered the sect, and he hasn't practiced the exercises yet, so I'm afraid, I'm only afraid of ......."
"Oh?"
The old man was finally willing to give his eyes to Mo Fei, looked up and down, and asked, "How old are you, what are you cultivating now, and what are the test results?"
Before, he was concentrating on finding the pharmacopoeia, and he thought that the new disciples that Deacon An said were transferred from other elder sects, but after hearing Mo Fei's words, he was a little interested: now is not the time to accept apprentices, since this young man can join the Sword Sect, there must be something extraordinary.
"The disciple is 24 years old, and now he ......," Mo Fei told the old man about the test results.
The old man squinted his eyes slightly, twisted his beard under his chin, and said slowly: "The old man will accept you first today, I hope that you can be as serious about refining medicinal herbs as you are when you are cultivating." β
"Master Xie. β
"Since I am the disciple of the old man, you must know the name of the old man, my name is Hua Hongxi, no matter where I am in the future, don't fall into the name of the old man. As the old man spoke, he flipped his wrist, took out a dozen or so exercises from the storage ring, and put them on the table.
The lifespan of ordinary people in the Ancient Plains Continent is two hundred years old, and the life span of a monk increases with the improvement of the cultivation realm, and it is 24 years old, which can be called very young.
Without the physical cultivation method, he cultivated to the level of fading to the mortal realm by himself, which is enough to prove that this young man's hard cultivation made him move a trace of compassion, and the young man's soul power is not weak, which is another reason that impresses him.
Where did Mo Fei know that he had ascended to the realm by relying on points, and in the eyes of these people, he had become a hard cultivator, seeing these exercises, he quietly swallowed his saliva, and hurriedly sat down with Elder Hua's gesture.
"In the future, if you want to refine medicinal herbs, improving your soul power is the first priority, choose one of these three soul power exercises...... This is the practice of cultivating true qi...... This is ...... sword technique"
Mo Fei pretended to look through Elder Hua's introduction, and put all these exercises on the shelves of the system mall. After Elder Hua finished his introduction, he asked greedily, "Master, are there any exercises above the Xuan Rank, I don't think these exercises are suitable for me." β
In Elder Hua's introduction, he knew that the exercises were divided into four levels: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow, and each level was divided into upper, middle, and lower grades.
"Yes~~" Elder Hua dragged out his voice, and Mo Fei was still happily waiting for him to come up with a new exercise, and he was stunned by a cold blow on his head.
"If you want Xuan-level exercises, go to the Gongfa Pavilion to exchange them. Elder Hua gave Mo Fei a fierce look, he tried his best to introduce it for a long time, but he didn't expect this kid to be able to read a single one, and he wanted to do the Xuanjie exercises, "Boy, you want to learn to fly before you learn to walk?"
Mo Fei rubbed his head and said, "Disciple, doesn't you want to improve your soul power as soon as possible, so that you can help Master refine the herbs?ββ by the way, why should this exercise be divided into levels?"
"The higher the level of the exercises, the faster the speed of refining the aura of heaven and earth, which means that the cultivation speed is also faster, and of course, the higher the qualification requirements for cultivators. Elder Hua paused for a moment and looked at Mo Fei, "Your water system is a low-grade spiritual root, it's not a good thing to cultivate the Xuan-level exercises from the beginning, it's better to take it step by step." β
Mo Fei didn't think much in his heart: With the system in hand, is it still necessary to pursue the cultivation speed? That's all a matter of points. On the surface, he put on a teachable appearance, "The disciple knows, the matter of cultivation should not be too ambitious. - It's just that this high-level exercise has no other advantages other than fast cultivation speed?"
"This is related to the quality of true qi and the attributes of true qi, high-level exercises ......"