The person who came was Mo Wanchen.

"Teacher Mo......" everyone shouted.

"What's going on?" Mo Wanchen said.

"Teacher Mo, it's ...... him" Rong Yu pointed at Lu Changting and said, before he finished speaking, Lu Changting was about to pounce on him with an angry face, without the slightest scruple about Mo Wanchen standing in front of him.

The corners of Mo Wanchen's mouth twitched, and she raised her hand and slapped Lu Changting heavily, and the other party was so pumped that the whole person almost flew out.

The crowd was amazed.

"You...... How dare you do it to me! The boy cried out while covering his face and half-lying on the ground.

Mo Wanchen didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned his head to look at Rong Yu and said, "You go on." ”

Seeing that the other party was beaten by Mo Wanchen to the point that there was no room to fight back, Rong Yu felt happy in his heart, "Teacher Mo, the six of us originally came to eat, but this person provoked us again and again, not only that, but he also asked Xiao Luo to kowtow to him in front of so many people to admit his mistakes, but Xiao Luo refused, so there was a conflict." ”

Lu Changting had already gotten up from the ground, he had never suffered a loss, let alone lost face in front of so many people, at this time, he was already furious, "A little Teacher Di Ling dares to do this to me, I will definitely want you to walk around without eating!" ”

"And what do you want?" Mo Wanchen asked lightly.

"I am the prince of Yunxi Kingdom, if you dare to do this to me, I will definitely want my father to destroy your whole family!!" Lu Changting roared.

There was an uproar in the crowd, and just when everyone was worried about the middle-aged teacher in front of them, only Xingluo touched his forehead and muttered to himself, "This guy can be regarded as having his own father involved now." "In the Qianling Clan, there are hundreds of countries like Yunxi and Emperor Yan, not to mention a prince of Yunxi, even if his father sees Mo Wanchen, he will make a big salute, but at this time, this Yunxi prince actually said such a rebellious thing in front of Mo Wanchen, even Xingluo couldn't help but sweat for him.

"Destroy my whole family, hum, this will have to wait for you to have this ability in the future." Mo Wanchen bent down and stared into the boy's eyes and said, "You are so angry at such a young age, you are really not suitable to stay in Class A anymore, you can go to Class A like them!" ”

When the boy heard this, he was instantly furious: "My initial cultivation is a second-level child spirit, why should I stay with those wastes with zero cultivation??!! ”

"It's just a second-level sub-spiritual cultivation, it's really not suitable to show off every day, the initial cultivation of everyone in Class A is above the sub-spirit, and I haven't seen a few like you."

"I'm different from them, I'm the prince of Yunxi, how can I compare with them."

"This is Diling Academy, and there are only Diling students here, if you don't like it, you can drop out at any time." Mo Wanchen said sharply.

The boy's face flushed with anger, "You...... You...... I'm going to find the dean! My father had a very good relationship with him, and I want you to pay the price for what you have just done. With that, he left the cafeteria in full view.

The crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, Xingluo turned his head, and found that Qian Xun'er was no longer by his side at some point, and asked Qingming, Rong Yu and others in a row, and they all said that they didn't know when she left, Xingluo suddenly felt a little lost in his heart.

Mo Wanchen came to the five of them, patted Xingluo's shoulder, and said, "It's okay now, you can continue to eat." ”

Xingluo smiled slightly, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Mo, fortunately you appeared in time just now and relieved us of the siege." ”

Hearing Xingluo's words, the other four also hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Teacher Mo!" ”

Mo Wanchen smiled lightly, "You don't have to be polite, let's eat well." Xiao Luo, you come to the Phantom Sound Pavilion after dinner, I have something to look for you. ”

"Yes, Mr. Mo."

……

When I came out after dinner, it was completely dark.

The twinkling starlight overhead, as fine as dust, but as if condensed with thousands of crystals, every point bloomed with dazzling light.

After saying goodbye to his companions, Xingluo went to Mo Wanchen's residence in Di Ling, the Phantom Sound Pavilion.

Phantom Sound Pavilion is located in the westernmost part of Diling Academy, through the bright moonlight, Xingluo vaguely saw a large bamboo forest, the bamboo forest is surrounded by a crystal clear river, the light silver light of the moon pours down, illuminating the entire river transparently.

Walking all the way, in the air, in addition to the unique fragrance of the bamboo forest, there are also many unknown flowers, not far away, a small grass hall is in front of Xingluo's eyes, outside the grass hall, Mo Wanchen is cleaning up the fairy herbs that have been placed all day.

"Uncle, I'm here." Xingluo greeted lightly.

Mo Wanchen replied without looking back, "You go around by yourself first, and then look for you when I finish packing these things." ”

At this time, Mo Wanchen's figure was thin, his face was elegant, and he was dressed plainly, not at all like a monk with super spiritual cultivation.

Xingluo came behind Mo Wanchen, and he didn't know any of the fairy grasses stacked on the shelves.

"My roommate named Qingming also likes to make all kinds of herbs, but I don't seem to have seen the fairy grass here uncle."

Mo Wanchen smiled and said, "The fairy grass that grows in different environments is naturally different. As he spoke, he picked up the two brightly colored flowers in front of him, "They are both extremely poisonous spirit grasses, the purple flowers are called Purple Spirit Netherworld, and the pink flowers are called Nine-Tailed Phoenix Leaves." ”

Xingluo half-opened his mouth, leaned out slightly, and stared intently at the flower in Mo Wanchen's hand, "It turns out that not all fairy grasses are used to save people, uncle, the fairy grass here can also kill people." ”

Mo Wanchen didn't answer Xingluo's words immediately, most of these fairy grasses in front of him grew in the extremely cold land north of the Thousand Spirit Clan, where there were many dangers, and few people went, but the number and types of fairy grasses were much more than elsewhere, in order to get these rare spirit grasses, Mo Wanchen had to go to the extremely cold land every once in a while.

"Uncle, what is this?" A thin red vine grass at the bottom of the shelf attracted Xingluo's attention, and he just wanted to reach out to touch it, but was stopped by Mo Wanchen's sharp voice.

"It's called ghost vine, it is extremely corrosive, and when ordinary people touch it, it doesn't take half a cup of tea to make the skin completely ulcerate."

Xingluo was startled, and quickly retracted his hand, "Uncle, why can you take these fairy grasses with your bare hands, aren't you afraid of their toxicity?" ”

Mo Wanchen smiled, raised his hand in front of Xingluo, and said, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but I've already set up a protective barrier around myself, and no matter how strong the poison of the spirit grass is, it can't penetrate my barrier." ”

No wonder!

Xingluo smiled lightly.

Seeing that Xingluo was interested in these fairy grasses, Mo Wanchen turned around and took a blood-red plant from the shelf on his right hand and handed it to him, "This kind of fairy grass is called Blood Spirit Grass, it is the best of the fairy grasses, and its greatest effect is that it can make the wound heal quickly." ”

Xingluo took the fairy grass handed by his uncle, the fairy grass had fourteen blood-red leaves, and a small yellow stamen was wrapped in the middle of the leaf.

"The longer the flowering period, the greater the effect of the Blood Spirit Grass, but with my cultivation, I can only collect the Blood Spirit Grass with a flowering period of four or five hundred years at present." Mo Wanchen continued, when he chose to abandon the sword to practice medicine, a large part of the reason was because of Lan Zi, Lan Zi has been fighting outside all the year round, so he will inevitably be injured often, Mo Wanchen, who feels sorry for his father, has been determined to give up the swordsmanship he has cultivated for a long time since the day he became an adult, and for him, his father's safety is more important than anything else.

"Uncle, where do all those long-flowering fairy grasses grow?" Xingluo asked curiously.

"It is also in the extremely cold land, the further you go in the extremely cold land, the lower the temperature, the longer the flowering period of the fairy grass grows, as far as I know, the formation of the extremely cold land has been at least tens of thousands of years, and in the northernmost part of the extremely cold land, there must be many fairy grasses with a flowering period of more than 10,000 years."

"Where you can't even go, then I'm afraid there are few people in the whole world who can go."

Mo Wanchen smiled indifferently, "I don't know if others can go or not, I only know that with my cultivation, the farthest I can reach is a hundred miles away from the entrance, okay, about these immortal grasses, I will tell you about this today, I called you here to see your current cultivation." ”

Xingluo nodded, and followed Mo Wanchen to a clearing outside the grass hall, "What is the skill you are majoring in now?" Mo Wanchen asked habitually, as soon as the words came out, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, in Jialan, most of the disciples who worshiped him were graduates of Jialan, not only did they cultivate in order to attain, but most of the skills they cultivated had already been formed, but the seven-year-old child in front of him was different, in addition to the initial cultivation being higher than others, in terms of skill cultivation, he was almost a blank slate.

Thinking of this, Mo Wanchen said again: "Let's change the question, what is your favorite skill?" Is it swordsmanship, or is it piano skills? "In this world, most monks specialize in swordsmanship, and of course, there are a few monks who choose the piano technique.

Xingluo looked at Mo Wanchen's eyes and smiled lightly, just when Mo Wanchen was not the slightest defense, Xingluo had already brought him into his fantasy world.

The fantasy world replicates the exterior of the Changyin Pavilion where Mo Wanchen lives, at first glance, it is almost the same as the real world, but in fact, everything in the illusion is under Xingluo's control, he can make the direction of the water flow of the river next to the grass hall flow from the terrain to the high potential, and he can also turn the night of the grass hall into day, and even the fairy grass that Mo Wanchen put on the shelf was also copied by Xingluo.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Mo Wanchen's expression stiffened, "You...... You're ......."

"Uncle, this is the skill I have been cultivating, but my cultivation is limited, and I can only do what you see now."

"Who taught you these skills? Huai Yu? This can't be, his major skill is swordsmanship, could there be anyone else? Mo Wanchen asked incredulously.

Xingluo shook his head and said seriously: "No one taught me this, for as long as I can remember, I seem to have a cultivation method for this skill in my consciousness, not only that, but I also want you to see something else." After speaking, Xingluo withdrew from the illusion world, turned around and pulled Mo Wanchen to come back to those spirit grasses.