Chapter Ninety-Three: The Old Man of Confucianism

The withered yellow fallen leaves were slightly picked up by the breeze of the habit, Mo Xuan walked in the forest with a brisk pace, and from time to time there was a crisp sound from the broken dry branches under his feet, and tomorrow was the five-year valley competition in the Yin Valley City! Mo Xuan didn't feel the slightest pressure on this, the valley competition is a contest between juniors, but now Mo Xuan relies on the system to have the strength to be on an equal footing with the three powerhouses in the Yin Valley City, and he has won the first place in this competition, and completing the task of the system is probably as simple and easy as taking something in his pocket!

In the silent forest, only the sound of footsteps from under Mo Xuan's feet from time to time, as well as the sound of trampled fallen leaves and broken dead branches add a bit of color to the quiet forest.

All the way back to the city of the valley of the valley, the streets of the valley seem to be much more lively than when they first stepped into the city, probably because of tomorrow's valley competition! There are a lot of stalls on the street, most of them sell some low-grade pills, weapons and the like, despite this, there are still many young people alone or accompanied by their elders to spend a lot of money to add a few points to the chance of winning tomorrow's valley competition! All this is very flashy in Mo Xuan's eyes!

"Hehe! The little guy is back? You caused the big movement not long ago! Yes! What a jealous little guy!" As soon as Mo Xuan entered the door, Zhan Ding, who was sitting inside the counter, stopped the special pen in his hand to draw the map and said.

"Grandpa Zhan, you know everything..."Obviously, Mo Xuan didn't expect him to make such a big move, but there was no need to hide anything from Zhan Ding, not to mention that Zhan Ding already knew.

"Well, if I didn't know such a big movement, then wouldn't the strength of my fifth-order martial sect be blown out!" Walking out of the counter, Zhan Ding smiled, patted Mo Xuan's shoulder, and said.

"It's too!" Mo Xuan glanced at Zhan Ding and nodded.

"By the way! About two hours ago, a letter came from the direction of the Cloud Capital City of the Jiazhu Empire!" After being silent for a long time, Zhan Ding said with a slight hesitation.

"Letter!?What letter!???

"Indeed, my brother said in the letter that your grandfather has returned safely and is now in the city of Yundu City, so that you can rest assured, and said that your grandfather is waiting for you to become a true powerhouse to go back!"

"Yes, I will! Xuan'er won't let grandpa down!"

"Then you go back to your room and rest for a while, and I'll take you to meet someone later!"

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Hurriedly returned to the room, opened the system, the system task in the host module of the system, there were two tasks on the unfinished task—task 1: Advance to Emperor Wu! Task 2: Go to the extreme north sea to find Hu Yan!Task 3: Win the first place in the valley competition! Sure enough, there is no task to rescue the unpredictable, Mo Xuan has not entered the system for a period of time, so I really don't know when the system will cancel the task of rescuing the unpredictable.

Looking at the system, the task column did not solve the task of saving Mo Xuan, which finally made Mo Xuan quietly relieved, if Mo Xuan was only half-convinced about Zhan Ding's words before, then now Mo Xuan is very sure that Mo Xuan has successfully escaped!

"Little guy, it's time for us to go!" As soon as he exited the system, Zhan Ding's voice came from outside the door.

"Oh! here it is!" Because of the unpredictable rescue, Mo Xuan walked out of the room with a good mood.

Zhan Ding and the two walked out of the store one after the other, shuttling through the bustling streets, coming to the Yin Valley for so long, Mo Xuan also felt that this Yin Valley was so big for the first time, about a quarter of an hour, Zhan Ding took Mo Xuan into a small alley, in the case that Mo Xuan thought it was almost there, the two of them walked around for a quarter of an hour, this time directly wiped out Mo Xuan's sense of direction, Zhan Ding did not say a word during the whole process, but he kept walking in front of him, probably not long after Mo Xuan completely lost his direction, finally Zhan Ding stopped, Mo Xuan saw that Zhan Ding stopped and was slightly relieved in his heart, carefully looking at everything around, there is nothing special, except for the gray wall, and then there are black heavy gates that exist every five or six meters, such an environment can be seen almost everywhere in any place, extremely ordinary.

After standing in place for a while, Zhan Ding walked to one of the doors, slowly reached out his palm from the wide sleeve, and after knocking lightly on the door about four or five times, he no longer moved, waiting quietly, while Mo Xuan was also stupidly standing aside, waiting quietly.

"Wait a minute, go in and talk as little as possible!" Just when impatience rose in Mo Xuan's heart, Zhan Ding, who had not spoken all the way, said coldly.

"Oh!" The atmosphere that had been quite quiet along the way seemed to make Mo Xuan get used to it, and suddenly a sentence came out of Zhan Ding's mouth, Mo Xuan didn't hear it clearly, he just nodded and responded under the warehouse, and then after thinking about it carefully, he figured out what Zhan Ding meant by just letting him not speak after he went in, although he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but Mo Xuan didn't ask, don't talk if he doesn't speak! Anyway, Grandpa Zhan won't hurt himself.

When he muttered in his heart, the black door showed a gap with the sound of 'creaking', and gradually the gap became bigger and bigger, and when the door was halfway open, a man about twenty or thirty years old appeared in Mo Xuan's eyes, the man nodded to Zhan Ding, and put his hands in a gesture of invitation, Zhan Ding also raised his feet and stepped in without saying a word, Mo Xuan also followed in a daze, and the man closed the door again in the back.

After stepping through the gate, it is a rather large garden, it is really strange to say, the door of the ordinary people's house should be a small open space, but here is a garden, according to Zhan Ding's instructions Mo Xuan did not speak, the curiosity in his heart was forced back, through the garden, to a hall, the hall is like an ordinary person, there are only a few quite grand Taishi chairs, but the layout is a little abnormal, there is no seat, just a simple two rows of Taishi chairs neatly placed where, every two Taishi chairs are placed in the middle of a small and small locust wood table, the hall is also empty, bypassing the screen in the hall, There was another closed door not far ahead, this time Zhan Ding did not knock on the door, but directly pushed the door in.

"Bang!"

Mo Xuan was just about to enter the door when he heard a slight noise, Mo Xuan raised his head and fixed his eyes, Zhan Ding was holding a dark brown wooden box in both hands, probably thrown out of the house!

"Quack, is this the hospitality of the Confucian old man?" Just as Mo Xuan was thinking, Zhan Ding's rare yin and yang monster laughed and said tepidly.

"Haha! This is indeed Lao Tzu's exclusive hospitality to you, an old fellow! I remember the last time you came was three years ago, and you took away my most beloved treasure that day! So there must be nothing good for you old boy to come!" came a rather gentle old man's voice in the room.

"I'll just say that you old thing is not only hypocritical but also picky! Isn't it just a broken grass! As for this, the relationship between our brothers and sisters can no match for a broken grass?" Zhan Ding said with a smile as he put the wooden box in his hand on the table, sat down unceremoniously, and took a sip of tea, not knowing if it was for Zhan Ding.

"Broken grass!?Broken grass, you can give it back to me! The old immortal doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks!" As soon as the old man heard Zhan Ding's disapproving words, his anger rose at the moment, and he directly slapped the table and scolded.

“............ Okay! Don't play with the child's temper! This time I really have something to ask you for! It will definitely not be the same as the last time!" Zhan Ding didn't pick up the old man's words, and changed the topic with a very thick face.

"Business!?You're still down to business?"

"Well, this time I want to ask for something that can hide my strength!"

"You still need to ask me for this kind of thing? Are you really the old man who is Confucian Feng one of those little shrimps who set up a stall on the street!? You just say what you want, there is no need to belittle Lao Tzu like this!" It seems that Zhan Ding's words made the old man feel a little depreciated, and there was a faint displeasure in his words.

"Hehe, of course, the old man Rufeng is not comparable to those little shrimps on the street!, but I do want that thing, don't I think your goods are much better!" Seeing that the old man was a little displeased, Zhan Ding smiled at the moment.

"Really, do you really want such a small object? Nothing else!?" Obviously, the old man of Rufeng still didn't believe that Zhan Ding's purpose was just a simple spiritual weapon to hide his strength, and he was afraid that this old guy was not drunk, so he was wary of confirming the side, if it was really just a spiritual weapon that wanted to hide his strength, the old man of Rufeng was a little happy, as long as he didn't come to ask for his treasure, anything!

"I haven't seen you for three years, how did you become so lory, it's so wordy! Lao Tzu just wants a spiritual weapon that can hide his strength! and then my mother-in-law's Lao Tzu stole all your treasures!" Seeing that the old man of Confucianism was so eloquent, Zhan Ding was a little impatient, and threatened at the moment.

"Okay! you wait!" the old man was stunned for a moment, and then nodded quickly.

Under the gaze of Mo Xuan and Zhan Ding, the old man finally took out something in the most inconspicuous part of a drawer after carefully but carelessly rummaging through the cabinets in the house.

"Now! Here you go!" The old man threw the things in his hand to Zhan Ding as if he were in tatters, and there was no trace of pain on his face, as if he had thrown away a piece of garbage.

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