When the Ming Sect was at its strongest, it could not rule the world, far from being as lofty and transcendent as Huatian Palace. After all, there are many ancient and huge forces that can be compared to Mingjiao.

China has a history of thousands of years, and its culture has a long history, and there are many unknown things hidden in it. In terms of heritage, Mingjiao is not even ranked, and such a huge ancient civilization is naturally not simple.

A long time ago, it was an era of a hundred schools of thought, and all kinds of strong and capable people continued to emerge.

But in the past four or five hundred years, it has evolved into a dominant Huatiangong family, ruling the world for a long time. Why this is so, and what secrets are hidden inside, are all unknown mysteries.

"There are many people who are interested in Huatian Palace, and you are not the only one."

Dongfang Yi smiled, hooked his lips and said, "I think it would make more sense for you to put your mind on an ancient martial arts force called the Dafang faction." ”

"Generous?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, and a look of incomprehension flashed in his eyes.

"The ancient martial artist of the Su family, whose name is Wu Dong, is an elder of the Dafang faction." Dongfang Yi took a sip of red wine and said lightly: "That Dafang faction is not small, and it is domineering, if you kill one of their elders, with the style of the Dafang faction, it will definitely find you for revenge." ”

"How strong is that Dafang faction?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows.

"The Dafang faction has a top master in the fetal breath realm, and as for the Baodan realm, it is estimated that there are no less than twenty people, and they are placed in the ancient martial arts realm. It can also be called a quasi-first-class force. ”

Dongfang Yi hooked the corners of his mouth and said, if he provokes the generous faction, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop in the future.

The ancient martial arts force that can have such a supreme master in the realm of fetal breath is a well-known force in the entire ancient martial arts world. A fetal breath realm is comparable to thousands of troops, and many ancient martial artists in the Baodan realm will never be able to step into that realm in their lifetime.

Mo Wen shrugged, noncommittal, and after taking a sip of the wine in his glass, he got up and returned to the room.

At night. Mo Wen still insisted on meditating and cultivating. Almost every day, he was working hard to cultivate, and he never wasted it. Because he knows that any world. Only strong enough. to gain a foothold. to be able to do as you like, unrestrained; in order to make others fearful, so that others dare not provoke.

For example, that Huatian Palace. If he is strong enough to surpass a qiē, and no one dares to compete with him, then why should he be afraid of anything.

And that Dafang faction, the power of a sect, is also a great danger to him.

If you don't work hard, you will perish. In a cage, in a world ruled by others, the end of unruly rudiments is also destruction.

Therefore, he must work hard to cultivate and make himself stronger and stronger. Only by detaching oneself can one have no scruples.

In the past, he may not have had much confidence. But now, with the experience of one lifetime, with the three divine skills, with the martial arts comprehension of the 34th generation leader of the Ming Sect, and with the transformation of the body by the Blood Heart Grass, everything has become possible.

Maybe he can go one step further and step into that legendary Jindan realm, or even surpass that realm.

However, the road of cultivation focuses on the circular economy and the accumulation over time.

That time, in Gujiabao, he accidentally cultivated into the middle of the Qi Sea Realm, and Dao Zì Mo Wen's internal qi more than doubled. But what you get because of the adventure may not belong to you. In the last few days, he has been constantly consolidating his realm and turning external forces into his own strength.

Mo Wen, who has a lifetime of cultivation experience, deeply understands that only if his own foundation is solid enough can he break through to a higher realm.

Some ancient martial artists are stuck in a realm all their lives and cannot break through, many times it is not because they are not talented enough, but because they are not in a good enough mentality, and they are too eager to achieve utilitarianism when cultivating, and they have embarked on a crooked path.

In the next few days, Mo Wen studied in class normally, studied medical skills in his spare time, and practiced ancient martial arts in the evening.

Maybe the Su family's incident has only happened not long ago, and neither the Dafang faction nor Huatian Palace have yet to find him.

And he was entangled by Shen Jing.

……

In the depths of a rarely populated mountain range, a slender figure stands on the top of a five-thousand-meter-high peak, and a sea of clouds is rolling below, with waves like the sea, and the weather is myriad. The figure was dressed in a white dress, with a graceful posture, standing in the wind, hunting in clothes, like a flying fairy outside the sky, cold and arrogant, quite a bit of the momentum of being at the top of the mountain at a glance.

"Sister, how sure are you that you will survive this killing?"

Behind the cold figure, there is also a figure, this person is also dressed in white, with a slender figure, ten fingers like jade, picturesque eyebrows, and a very demonic appearance, like a man, and like a woman, giving people a weird feeling, an absolutely neutral face, but it is very comfortable to look at, and has a very strong visual enjoyment.

She, if she were a woman, would certainly be the most beautiful woman in the world.

If he is a man, he must be the most attractive man in the world.

A very contradictory, but very harmonious combination, neither male nor female, but as perfect as a work of art.

"If it was before, it was only fifty and a half; But now, with the soul nourishing jade, there should be a ninety percent possibility. ”

Mo Qingge stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sea of clouds below him, his eyes were as deep as the sea of smoke, and he had an indescribable broadness on his body.

"The person who gave you the soul nourishing jade is somewhat interesting."

Mo Qingtian hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled very wickedly, he was different from Mo Qingge's pure beauty, and there was always an indescribable evil smell on his body.

"Him?"

Mo Qingge lowered his eyes and groaned for a while, and then said, "It's a very strange person, I can't see through him." ”

"Sister, you can't see through it, that's because you don't want to see through it. It's been the first time in many years that you've taken the initiative to pay attention to someone. ”

Mo Qingtian pursed his lips and smiled, he didn't believe that there was anyone in the world that his sister couldn't see.

"Tian'er, there are some things you don't understand, don't think nonsense."

Mo Qingge smiled, what she said couldn't be seen through, it was really incomprehensible.

A man who knows the body of killing, a man who can tell a story that only a man with a lot of experience can tell. A person who has a soul nourishing jade and knows that the soul nourishing jade can restrain the body of killing, a person who was a student who had experienced a blank before the age of eighteen, but after the age of eighteen, he showed his magnificence and amazing ability.

If you connect the qiē, you will find that everything seems to be confusing.

"Sister, I can help you investigate him, as long as you want." Mo Qingtian smiled.

"Forget it, that's someone's private matter, what does it have to do with us." Mo Qingge shook his head and said.

"As far as I know. Soon after. Tianhua Palace and the people of the Dafang faction will find him. ”

Mo Qingtian looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, pursed his lips and said, he was very curious about what kind of attitude his sister had towards that Mo Wen, who could make his sister care. It's too rare.

"Recruit him to the Suzaku Palace. By his ability. I have that qualification. Mo Qingge groaned.

"The Vermilion Bird Hall never recruits men, sister, you have broken the rules."

Mo Qingtian smiled playfully, he wanted to know that a big man was mixed in a group of women. What would that look like.

"The rules are set by people, and now my sister is the rules." Mo Qingge said indifferently.

"Got it."

Mo Qingtian smiled helplessly, to be able to say such domineering words so indifferently, I'm afraid only my sister has this qualification.

"Oh my God, go ahead. In case I fail, you should know what to do. ”

Mo Qingge glanced at the person behind her, and a sigh flashed in her eyes.

"Sister......

Mo Qingtian opened his mouth and looked at his sister who no longer spoke, so he could only swallow his words back gloomily.

His sister still wouldn't let him stay, preferring to face the terrible murder alone, he knew what the consequences would be if his sister failed.

"Tian'er understood."

Mo Qingtian lowered his head and turned away silently.

On the top of the mountain, only a lonely figure remained......

Mo Wen was napping on his desk, and it was a waste not to sleep in the afternoon.

Qin Xiaoyou sat next to Mo Wen, holding a folding fan in his hand, listening to the lecture while fanning Mo Wen to cool down.

So Mo Wen slept very comfortably, had a good dream, and dreamed of ......

At the critical moment of the sweet dream, a sound of slapping the table sounded, shaking twice like an earthquake, and he was so frightened that he woke up without asking.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Wen glared angrily at a figure that appeared beside him at some point, who was not Shen Jing. Day, almost didn't scare him. Impotence.

"During class, you are not allowed to sleep."

Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen fiercely, holding the textbook in one hand and the teacher's whip in the other; The momentum of being a teacher is vividly reflected at once.

I dare to sleep in her class, it's so disrespectful, and I still have to go to other teachers' classes.

“……”

Mo Wen looked at Shen Jing speechlessly, he wasn't alone when he slept in class, why did he find him? I have a grudge against him, right?

"No sleep."

Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen, and then walked back to the podium proudly.

"It's all said, don't sleep in Teacher Shen Jing's class."

Qin Xiaoyou glanced at Mo Wen and gently patted him on the back to suppress him.

Mo Wen rolled his eyes, but he forgot that this class seemed to be a quiet class. He fell asleep before class, so he didn't know who was in class.

"Take your class and be nosy." Mo Wen patted Qin Xiaoyou's little head and said.

Qin Xiaoyou snorted lightly, and glanced at Mo Wen resentfully, if she was bullied, she knew that she was angry when she was bullied.

"Don't ask, come to my office after class."

At the end of class, Shen Jing said a word to Mo Wen before turning around and leaving the classroom.

"What did Teacher Shen Jing tell you to do?"

Qin Xiaoyou asked curiously, wouldn't it be Mo Wen sleeping in class, Teacher Shen Jing was going to punish him, right?

"God knows, let's see."

Mo Wen shrugged and walked out of the classroom.

"I'll be waiting for you at the door of the cafeteria that night." Qin Xiaoyou hurriedly shouted at Mo Wen's back.

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Ask for a monthly pass, brothers and sisters give a little effort, roll around and sell cuteness all over the ground to please! (To be continued......)