On the other side, in the Central Continent, which was not known how many planes away from the earth, in the inner house of the Jixia School Palace, Su Mufeng sneezed fiercely.

"Ominous premonition......"

Su Mufeng naturally didn't know that he had successfully brushed someone's hatred value, and it was because of some kind of discordant charge to the extreme.

"Has Han Fei already gone to the school to listen to the class?"

His attention was now focused on the antique scenery in the inner house, looking for Han Fei's trace.

Han Fei's inner house seems to have become his "birthplace" in the Middle-earth Continent, where every interdimensional teleportation is located. Although he did not appear directly by Han Fei's side, he avoided some embarrassing scenes (taking a bath and going to the toilet or something), but it also added a lot of trouble.

- Yes, Su Mufeng is no longer on Earth now, but has come to the Central Continent again.

However, unlike in the past, the reason for coming this time was not to teach Han Fei.

After all, he had already left a complete lesson plan, and with Han Fei's talent, she rarely needed the teacher's guidance before she encountered a bottleneck.

Su Mufeng came to Jixia School Palace this time to see another person.

Mo Sheng, Mo Zhai.

Originally, Su Mufeng planned to wait until Han Fei and Li Si's Wenbi to meet Mo Zhai and discuss some things, especially about improving combat effectiveness.

After all, Su Mufeng felt that the combat effectiveness of barely overturning an armored car was too rookie now, and it was estimated that if he encountered a "person with great power in the dark world", it would be a life.

So it's better to find a golden thigh to hug and rub two skill books.

Of course, this kind of thing is not too urgent, so Su Mufeng didn't plan to go to Mo Zhai too early.

But what happened yesterday made him feel that if he could hug the golden thigh, he should hug it early.

Looking around and making sure that Han Fei was not in the inner house, Su Mufeng didn't care too much.

As a half-saint, Mo Zhai sits in the Jixia School Palace, and he is within his control for a hundred miles. If you want to find him, just shout.

Su Mufeng cleared his throat and said, "Under Su Mufeng, I ask to see Mo Sheng." ”

The next moment.

Nothing happened.

Su Mufeng was confused for a while before he reacted, and a drop of cold sweat slipped down his forehead.

He's a plane projection now, still in airplane mode, and can't send signals.

Not in working mode...... cough, if the quality projection is in a state, even if he stands in the ear of the old man Kong Sheng and roars for ten years, his old man will not be able to hear it.

Hurriedly adjusted to the quality projection state, Su Mufeng shouted again.

Sure enough, this time the results were immediate.

There was no one beside him, but a gentle voice came from Su Mufeng's ear: "I haven't seen you for three days, Your Excellency has finally come to Jixia again, I don't know if you want to sit and talk with Zhai Yancha?" ”

"Of course."

"That's offended."

The next moment, Su Mufeng felt a hazy feeling of half-dreaming and half-waking, and when he came back to his senses again, he had already arrived in an antique quiet room.

Mo Zhai, dressed in a cloth robe and white robe, sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, smiling gently, and holding a roll of bamboo slips beside him.

Beside him, there were several young disciples, three men and two women, who were busy arranging the tea table and tea utensils neatly.

The utensils were simple, and they had been put away in a short time, and the disciples sat a little farther away, looking at Su Mufeng curiously.

Seeing Su Mufeng, Mo Zhai smiled and said, "Your Excellency, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

A secluded room.

Light smoke curls and the fragrance bursts.

There are three or five disciples to accompany them.

There are saints and wise men who drink together.

Sit and talk about the truth of the world and drink the years.

If Su Mufeng was a scribe, in the face of such a solemn courtesy of Mosheng, he would definitely be grateful, and then write a poem and spread it all over the world.

……

It's a pity that Su Mufeng is a science student.

So, he stared blankly at the scene in front of him, held it for a long time, and finally held back a sentence.

"Mo Sheng, have you eaten?"

Mo Zhai: "......"

Disciples: "......"

The corners of Mo Zhai's mouth twitched, and his smile remained unchanged: "Your Excellency is really funny when you speak, the demi-saint and the holy path are one, how can you still need food and drink between the mortals?" ”

Su Mufeng finally came back to his senses from the shock just now, and he knew that he was timid, and he didn't know how to continue for a while.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a low laugh from the room, and when he glanced at it, it was a young female disciple who couldn't help but laugh lowly.

Several of the other disciples were also a little embarrassed, but they didn't show it too obviously.

The corners of Su Mufeng's mouth twitched.

Shame is thrown out of the solar system! I can't bear it!

Isn't it higher than the forced grid? Do you think I won't?

After a moment of silence, Su Mufeng smiled slightly, and said lightly: "The respect of the saint is already a person outside the world, so it is naturally a meal style and a drink dew. ”

Mo Zhai's eyes showed a look of clarity, and he exclaimed: "Meal style drink dew, meal wind drink dew...... Your Excellency is right, it's Zhai Zhuxiang. I didn't expect that Your Excellency was still young and already had such a deep understanding of the word saint. Although Zhai is a half-saint, he is still inferior in this regard. ”

The sneering on the faces of those disciples had been put away, and they looked ashamed and respectful. The snickering girl choked for a while, and her face turned red even more.

Although Su Mufeng had long known that under the gap of thousands of years in history, he had inexhaustible wealth in the Central Continent. But looking at the reactions of the few people in front of him, Su Mufeng was still a little emotional.

This is a spiritual atomic bomb reserve!

As a result, he had a little more confidence in the actions below to deceive the skill book.

Walking forward, Su Mufeng sat in front of Mo Zhai.

Mo Zhai smiled and said, "Your Excellency's teacher is an overseas stranger, and he has a profound understanding of the Holy Dao. In this meeting, Zhai asked a few disciples who were not successful to listen here, hoping that they could get some useful influences, and I hope that Your Excellency will not blame. ”

Su Mufeng coughed lightly and said, "Of course you can." ”

Mo Zhai treated him as a demi-saint of the same level.

Although it has the credit of Su Mufeng's last two articles on the Holy Dao, Su Mufeng estimated that Mo Zhai was mainly unable to see through his own literary position.

Even if it is a quality projection, it is just a virtual interface that spans countless planes, and Kong Sheng can't figure out the root cause when he comes.

The appearance is so young, and the understanding of the holy way is so profound, and he studied under the overseas half-saint ...... All these factors add up, and it is no wonder that Mo Zhai is suspicious. It's impossible to be sure, but it's respectful.

Su Mufeng naturally couldn't ask for Mo Zhai's misunderstanding, the more he thought about it, and he would flicker later...... Ahem, the easier it is to talk about it!

Of course, those disciples who were auditing were not at the level of a teacher, and they couldn't see Su Mufeng's unfathomability.

Hearing Mo Zhai's low-profile words, their faces were a little strange for a while, and some of them even showed displeasure.

They just felt that this was Mo Zhai's usual peaceful style, and Su Mufeng did not hesitate to refuse, but accepted it calmly, which was too arrogant.

After all, in their opinion, Su Mufeng was so young, even if he was a closed disciple of a saint, he was just Hanlin at most.

Of course, the rules of the Mo family are strict, and most of the disciples dare not open their mouths to disturb the conversation between the two, so they have to hide their dissatisfaction in their hearts.

Only the girl who had just snickered pulled the corner of the young man's clothes beside her, and muttered, "Senior Brother Mo, look at him, what kind of person is ......?"

Senior Brother Mo glanced at her lightly and said softly, "Mo Yu, be quiet." ”

Mo Yu pursed his lips and stopped talking.

On the side, in the center of the quiet room, the conversation between Mo Zhai and Su Mufeng had officially begun.

Mo Zhai said gently: "What do you want to say when Your Excellency visits Zhai this time?" ”

Su Mufeng pondered for a while, and then said straight to the point: "Mo Sheng, I asked to see you this time because I wanted to ask you about the Mo family's technique. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zhai was stunned for a moment.

And those disciples' faces changed, and that Senior Brother Mo frowned even more-

ps: Thank you for your encouragement and reminders, don't worry about digging too many holes that can't be filled.

The structure of this book is a three-line staggered layout, with the main line of reality (Xia family), the daily line of reality (Yukimi under the snow, school), and the quest line (Middle-earth continent).

In the middle period, all the characters and plots of different branches will intersect, and the leapfrog contradictions and conflicts will make the tension of the novel reach the extreme as much as possible.

Personally, I feel that this is a novel structure that gives readers a better reading experience without increasing dyslexia.

As Mr. Yuan said, the text seems to look at the mountains and do not like the peace.