Chapter 397: Four Clans and Eighteen Swords

The Lan family and the Fang family Mo Fei have already seen that Ye Li, a fourteen-year-old boy who insists on learning poetry, looks a little delicate, with a thin body, thin arms and legs, no wonder his father wants him to go to the north of the city to move bricks and exercise.

Ye Li's father is about the same age as Fang Yu, both in their forties, but his body is much stronger, he still has calluses on his hands, his eyes are sharp, his temples are full, and he knows that he has practiced some combat techniques at a glance.

Daddy's martial arts are strong, but his son is a weak scholar, no wonder Ye Li's father hates iron and steel.

There are also two families with the surname Chai and the family surnamed Jia.

The head of the Chai family was not there, only an old man in his sixties and a child of seven or eight years old were at home, the old man was holding a broom in his hand, and the child was holding a wooden sword in his hand.

Their reliance is the old man who came out of Jia's family.

The old man was seventy or eighty years old, with a white beard and eyebrows, and a heavy twilight on his body, as if he would die at any moment.

"Monk!"

Mo Fei could feel that a momentum of the peak of the Qing Rank was enveloping the twilight old man in front of him.

It stands to reason that the Qing Rank can live to be one hundred and fifty years old, and this old man can have the peak of the Qing Rank and reach the limit of the strength of the Sword Heart World, so he shouldn't be so lifeless.

"His body seems to have been injured, and it is quite serious. Mo Fei entered the state of the divine pupil and took a look and found clues.

The old man was shocked, when Mo Fei's gaze swept over just now, he had a feeling of being seen through.

He was injured when he was young, and he has not recovered, all the blood power in his body is used to suppress the injury, and he can't do anything with people, even if he urges the momentum to suppress, he is also taking a great risk, once he uses too much force, he will not be able to suppress the injury, and once the injury breaks out, it is a dead end!

The old monk saw that Mo Fei was powerful and knew that he was not an opponent, but in order to protect Fang Xiaoyao in the house, he still urged the momentum to suppress, hoping to scare Mo Fei away.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Lan Lin immediately shouted: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's my own person, this young man is Master Mo Feimo, a monk who has just become a monk in the Qing Dynasty, and the life-saving benefactor of the old party, who just came, and will live with us next." โ€

After listening to Lan Lin's words, everyone understood that the tense atmosphere eased suddenly.

Jia An retracted his momentum and coercion, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be my own person, misunderstanding and misunderstanding, old man Jia An." โ€

"Loose cultivation Mo Fei!"

"Mo Xiaoyou, what a skill, in the face of the old man's momentum, he can not move like a mountain, and his brows are not wrinkled, the old man admires. โ€

Mo Fei smiled slightly.

Jia An looked at the young man who had drunk and said, "Xiao Ze, can you do things reliably, you were shocked, you almost hurt your own people, and also, drink less alcohol!"

Shao Yize poured another big sip of wine: "If you want to take care of it, I'll drink it, anyway, Bai Yan will get married next month, no matter how hard I try, it's useless, I'll drink him in the dark!"

"You...... Hmph, if it weren't for your parents' deathbed instructions, the old man wouldn't have bothered to care about you. Okay, since it's okay, let's all disperse, Mo Xiaoyou, when you settle down, the old man will come to visit again. โ€

"Welcome. โ€

Everyone retreated, and Mo Fei also returned to the room and continued to practice the Divine Prayer Technique.

An hour later, Fang Yu came back with five or six people and a pile of furniture, and set up the room where Mo Fei was resting.

The workers were skilled, and it didn't take long for them to be empty

The room is completely new, with beds, tables and chairs, wardrobes and everything, and the floor has been re-paved, using fine fragrant wood, which has a certain calming effect and helps sleep.

Mo Fei asked Fang Yu to go out and buy some delicious food, some of which were given to other residents, which was regarded as a meeting gift, and some of them stayed at home.

After a day's expenses, there were only 2,000 of the 4,600 crystals left.

That night, Fang Yu cooked some side dishes, and Mo Fei sat at the table in the living room with him to drink.

Mo Fei asked about the power situation in the Sword Heart World.

Fang Yu said: "Mo Shaoxia should know that there are many brute beasts outside the city, so everyone basically won't go out of the city, and the cities are all in charge of themselves, and only when they encounter the situation of destroying the city, such as the beast tide, will they support each other." โ€

"Beast tide?"

"Yes, there will be one in about forty or fifty years, I remember that the last time Dongyuan City encountered a beast tide was when Fang was a child, and it has been more than thirty years since now. Normally, apart from the powerful monks, only the caravans would often move from city to city, and the routes they chose were all routes with relatively few brute beasts, and I took one of them before. Maybe it's the time for the next beast tide to come soon, and there are a lot more brute beasts on the roadside than before. โ€

Mo Fei said: "Do you know any major sects?"

"Great Sect, is Mo Shaoxia referring to the Flying Ascension Family?"

"The Ascension Family?"

"It's a family whose ancestors have cultivated to a higher realm than the Qing Rank, it is said that there will be one in about a hundred years, and the city lord of our city is also from the Ascension family, but thousands of years have passed, and it has declined. But I've heard that some of the Ascending Families will become stronger and stronger, and even in a few hundred years, there will be new family children who will become Ascendants, and the strength of these families is stronger than a city combined! This Ascending Family should be the great sect that Mo Shaoxia asked, right?"

Mo Fei said: "Almost, then do you know which ones in the Feisheng family are good at using swords?"

"Uh, I don't know about this Fang, why don't I help you ask tomorrow?"

"Okay, then I'll bother you. โ€

"Mo Shaoxia is polite, you are Xiao Yao and Fang's life-saving benefactor, what is this matter. โ€

After eating some more dishes, Mo Fei returned to his room and continued to practice the Divine Prayer Technique.

Before activating the sea of consciousness, the Divine Prayer Technique has an obvious effect of increasing spiritual power, but for the current Mo Fei, even if he practices day and night, it will not have any effect, but compared to sleeping, it is better to practice the Divine Prayer Technique.

Early the next morning, Fang Yu came to knock on Mo Fei's door.

"Mo Shaoxia, I have already asked for the news you wanted, about the Ascension Family with a sword, there is indeed one, and there are quite a few!"

"Oh, what are they?"

Mo Fei asked him to sit down and speak slowly.

Fang Yu said: "The most famous is the four clans and eighteen swords, and the four clans are the four Feisheng families of Huangfu, Duanmu, Xuanyuan, and Nangong, all of whom started with swordsmanship, and in recent years, there have also been some talents in other aspects. The Eighteen Swords is a pure swordsmanship family with a strong swordsmanship heritage. Also, I asked about a few things. โ€

"What?"

"I've heard that in our world, there are often some swordsman masters who have never seen before, and then suddenly disappear after a while. โ€

Mo Fei said secretly: "That should be the disciple of the Sword Palace who came to comprehend the sword intent." โ€

If you want to comprehend the sword intent, you can't do it behind closed doors, both

However, there are so many swordsmanship masters and swordsmanship inheritance, Mo Fei plans to go and learn them one by one.

However, before that, he must first practice the swordsmanship of the years, at least, to reach the third level, shorten the move to twenty-eight moves, and the best thing is to be able to comprehend the rudiments of sword intent, so that he can learn from the masters, and he can also have more direction.

I don't know if it's an illusion, when he saw other residents yesterday afternoon, Mo Fei's heart was moved, and it seemed that in these residents, he could find the prototype of his sword intent.

"Mo Shaoxia, if you don't have any orders, I'll go out first. โ€

"Okay. โ€

Fang Yu left and went to the store to prepare for the small business, while Mo Fei pondered the swordsmanship of the years in the room.

Soon after.

"Bang ......"

There was a knock on the door, Mo Fei's spiritual power swept over, and found Lan Lin standing outside the door, looking hesitant, compared to yesterday, she put on some makeup today.

Fang Yu was not there, Fang Xiaoyao was still asleep, Mo Fei thought about it, walked out of the room, and opened the door.

"Aunt Lan, is there something wrong? Brother Fang is not here. โ€

Lan Lin said: "I know, I just saw Lao Fang go out, Master Mo, actually, I came to find you, I ...... There is one thing to ask for. โ€

Lan Lin's face suddenly turned red, and her expression was a little twisted.

Mo Fei was surprised, but still said, "Come in and talk about it." โ€

"Okay. โ€

The two sat down at the table in the living room, Mo Fei poured two cups of tea and took one for himself.

Lan Lin hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Mo, do you know about me and Xiao Tie?"

"I heard some from Brother Fang yesterday. Mo Fei took a sip of tea.

Lan Lin said: "Although I can't have children, but Xiao Tie is like a biological son to me, but his intelligence has always been a little flawed, you are a monk, you are strong, there must be a way to cure him, I ...... I don't beg you to do things in vain, if you want......"

Lan Lin's face turned red and she didn't say any more.

"Poofโ€”"

Mo Fei squirted out a sip of tea, extremely embarrassed: "Aunt Lan, what did you say about me? Everyone is a friend, why bother? To be honest, I sympathize with Xiao Tie and am willing to help him, but this is a help between friends, I don't want to hear it anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for driving people away!"

Lan Lin was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes flashed with tears, she knew that she had met a good person, and immediately knelt down: "Thank you, Master Mo, thank you, I won't tell you, I also looked for a few monks in the city before, I don't have money, they just want to ...... I'm sorry I misunderstood you!"

Mo Fei realized at this time, and hurriedly helped her up: "You don't have to be so polite, Aunt Lan, you go and bring Xiao Tie now, and I'll check it on him." โ€

"Okay, I'll bring Xiao Tie over, I'm sorry for you, you are really a good person, there will be good rewards in the future!"

Mo Fei smiled.

After that, Lan Lin brought Lan Xiaotie over, maybe he had just woken up, and Lan Xiaotie was still rubbing his eyes.

"Mother, I'm sleepy, I want to sleep. โ€

"In the future, there will be time to sleep, Xiao Tie, kowtow to Master Mo. โ€

"Who is Lord Mo? There is only a big brother here?"

Lan Lin patted Lan Xiaotie's head: "Don't scream, what big brother, it's Lord Mo!"

Mo Fei smiled slightly: "It's okay, big brother is big brother, Xiao Tie, you look at big brother's eyes." โ€