The boundless mountains are undulating, and in the reckless mountains and forests, there are a few chirpings and roars of birds and beasts from time to time, all of which did not disturb Moshu's Yaxing, who was cultivating earth-based spells in the woods.

Although he didn't know why his first line was actually earth-based, in order to defend himself, he still cultivated the two earth-based spells he found from the library tower that day.

What he is practicing is the earth puppet technique, using the power of earth to create a rock puppet.

Earth puppets, although the attack is not good, but the defense is first-class, is the best choice for the meat shield, although the ink book is now a turn of the lower grade, but the made of the puppet will be able to resist the attack of the second turn below.

While copying the runes of the Earth Puppet Technique in his heart, Mo Shu tried to inject the earth power into the runes, but after all, the runes of the Walker Realm were much more complicated than those of the Walker Realm, and he relied on his divine sense to copy them out of thin air, so he had been trying all morning without success.

"Failed again." Mo Shu sighed, sat down cross-legged to recover his strength, closed his eyes and looked inward, only to see that the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by the rest of the four organs had entered the yellow beads, and the beads were spinning drippingly, and the aura was turning into earth power in a little bit, and the vague runes on the beads were gradually becoming clearer.

Mo Shu was thinking about the annual exam again, and it had been three months, and he still hadn't come up with any way to win the fat man without exposing the cultivator's cultivation, and after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't have a clue, forget it, let's cultivate first.

Moshu stood up again, closed his eyes to make himself more focused, pinched the magic trick in his hand, his divine sense as the pen, and the power of the line as the ink, outlining the runes with a pen.

Mo Shu was sweating profusely, although his strength could be recovered by cultivation, but his divine consciousness was not so easy to recover, and when he arrived at a particularly complicated corner, Mo Shu was holding the magic trick smoothly in his hand, and his divine consciousness was carefully drawing in the void of consciousness, bad, and failed again.

Mo Shu wiped his sweat and rested against the tree for a while, how can this cultivation spell be so difficult, and he has to pinch the magic trick, and he has to copy the runes in his consciousness, and he has to pay attention to the smooth infusion of the power into the runes, how is it more complicated than drawing a rune, it doesn't make sense, how can it be like this.

After all, Moshu was cultivating spells for the first time, and he couldn't figure it out, so he had to cultivate hard.

This time, the ink book was even more careful, outlining the runes little by little, and when he was halfway through the outline, because in his consciousness, the runes were infinitely magnified, and he suddenly felt that this rune seemed to be composed of two words, and the more he looked at the ink book, the more he looked like it, wasn't it just the words earth and human characters in the earth line?

That's right, the natives, the natives, aren't the natives just puppets? As soon as he was excited, his consciousness fluctuated, and he was finished, and he failed again.

After Ke Moshu found the clue, he was full of confidence, stopped and started the next attempt.

This time, he no longer copied the runes bit by bit, but began to write according to the writing method of the word Turen, stroke by stroke, and finally pinched, the divine sense of the ink book drew a stroke smoothly, and the entire rune lit up.

The ground in front of the ink book began to rumble, the ground began to protrude, and a one-foot-tall earthy rock puppet slowly formed.

Moshu jumped up excitedly, and finally succeeded, he commanded the puppet, and had a lot of fun, one would command it to the left, and the other would command it to the right, "bang", Moshu wanted it to run, but how could a puppet be so flexible, and it was called a strong knot.

A thousand pounds of stones smashed on the ground, that called a deafening, that called a dusty, Moshu was disgraced now, but he didn't care, and continued to command the puppet to compare.

"That's it, that's what it was just saying." A cacophony of voices came from outside the woods.

"Huh?" Moshu pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and found that someone was approaching the woods, and he panicked now, he originally chose to practice in the woods, but he was afraid that people would find out, but he didn't expect that the movement was too big just now, and he still recruited people, and Moshu was busy shaking the runes in his consciousness away, and the puppet lost its light, and it also fell apart into a clod of soil.

At this time, someone had already entered the woods, but fortunately he moved quickly, otherwise he would have been discovered.

"Ying Gongzi, it's ink book." The group walked in one after another, walking in the front, it was Ying Yaoting who had bad intentions towards Yue Haoyin when he entered the mansion ceremony, and the person beside him, three inches high, was not Guan Hao's sibling, his name was Guan Shan, but he was by no means a good class, and he followed Ying Yaoting all day long to flatter.

"Hey, what are you doing, Moonlight?" Ying Yaoting looked at the dust flying on the ground, and was reluctant to approach, so he shouted from afar,

This Ying Yaoting has been stalking to Yue Haoyin since the day he entered the palace, but although his character is poor, his cultivation is not bad, every time Yue Haoyin wants to make a heavy hand, he dodges it, and wait for the next time, he comes to harass again, like a fly that can't be killed, buzzing from time to time, entangled.

Moshu patted the dust on his body and turned a deaf ear to him.

Before the main lord could speak, the little guy called: "Ying Gongzi asked you, waste, did you hear it?" ”

Moshu squinted and glanced at it, who else could he be talking, not Mr. Ding, and I don't know how old he is, he should be older than Moshu, and his face is old-fashioned, but this one, "Is there five feet?" Thinking about it, he asked.

"You!" Guan Shan's face was so angry that his face was flushed, revealing people's scars, like killing his parents.

"It seems that there is none, it is really pitiful." Mo Shu shook his head and felt sorry for him, and then he planned to leave slowly, he planned to change places and continue his cultivation.

But Guan Shan, who was furious, did not give up: "Who allowed you to go? As he spoke, he quietly gestured to the person behind him.

Moshu turned his head: "Feet grow on me, if you want to go, can you handle it?" "I didn't notice that the danger was approaching.

"Hmph, if you want to leave, you have to ask Lao Tzu if he agrees." Guan Shan snorted coldly.

Mo Shu didn't think about the dispute, so he was about to turn around and leave, but as soon as he turned around, a shadow obscured Mo Shu's vision, and a solid wall of flesh was already behind him.

It turned out that Guan Shan's gesture just now was to signal the people behind him to go around and intercept Moshu.

"A gentleman doesn't move his hands." Moshu turned his head to Ying Yaoting and said, "Still not optimistic about your dog?" Hitting someone is a government offense. ”

"Naturally, the gentleman is not moving." Ying Yaoting smiled like a cat and a mouse, and said, "But, are you a gentleman?" You're just a weak scholar. ”

Because of the words in the name, Moshu got a nickname, called Scholar, but it is not a word of praise, in the Five Elements Realm, Scholar refers to the waste who has no power to restrain the chicken and has no cultivation.

Here, Guan Shan also gradually approached Moshu, "Today, I want you to know the price of offending Ying Gongzi." ”

Mo Shu lowered his head and looked at Guan Shan with a sigh.

"Do you know that you regret it? It's too late! Guan Shan sneered and approached the ink book.

Moshu pretended to lament and looked down at Guan Shan: "No, I feel sorry for Lingzun Lingtang, the child who worked hard to raise him has been reduced to a beast that only knows how to wag his tail and beg for mercy, alas, pity the hearts of parents in the world." ”

Guan Shan was teased again, and it was called an angry attack, and he kicked over: "When you die, you still have a hard mouth?" ”

But his height was too low, and he wanted to kick this kick to the abdomen, but he only kicked Moshu's calf.

A sharp pain came, and the calf was about to turn back with inertia, Mo Shu's teeth were bitten, and he stood up, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, how could he kneel to the villain!

He glared at Guan Shan angrily and did not compromise, he knew that these people would only dare to humiliate him at most, and if they dared to really hurt him, the Shangshan Academy would be bleeding.

Guan Shan pinched the magic trick in his hand, intending to use a spell to teach Moshu a lesson, but Ying Yaoting stopped him: "Yue Haoyin will be angry." ”

Guan Shan imagined it for a moment, Yue Haoyin's cold eyes seemed to have no humanity, and when he stared at himself, that feeling, like the eyes of a beast looking at its prey condescendingly, was suddenly silent.

But I was a little unwilling in my heart, and it was rare to seize the opportunity for Moshu to be alone, but I couldn't teach him a lesson?

Guan Shan's eyes turned around and asked, "Is there anyone who knows vine magic?" ”

The vine spell is a wood-based one-turn spell that is often used to bind enemies.

"Yes, I will." A young man in a blue shirt walked out and answered.

Guan Shan sneered and said, "Hang him on a tree for me, let him blow the wind and have a long memory." ”

After a while, Moshu was hung upside down on the tree to enjoy the shade, but he said indifferently: "This is the price of offending Ying Gongzi, I'm really scared." ”

"Hmph, and let you speak fast for a while, a month later, let you get out of the school obediently, useless is a scholar, waste!" Guan Shan said disdainfully, and planned to leave.

At this time, Moshu came out leisurely: "By the way, Ying Gongzi, you are a good man, do you know Lingtang?" ”

Ying Yaoting stumbled under his feet, he glanced back at the ink book hanging high on the tree, and pretended, Do you think I don't know? Hmph, one day I'll expose you.

Moshu didn't know what Ying Yaoting was thinking again, let alone that there was a huge misunderstanding between them. He was wondering how he could go down.

Mo Shu moved, but the vines on his body became tighter and tighter the more he struggled, and Mo Shu was in pain, so he obediently remained motionless.

What did those people say just now? Useless to be a scholar? Yes, if there was no book, without Yan Ruyu, I think I would have died in the valley like a frog at the bottom of a well in my life, and I don't even know what this world is like, right?

Maybe I'll die silently under the ban, and then my enemies will go free, and my parents, will they die without turning a blind eye? Moshu tried to look down to see the longevity lock in the neckline, my father and mother must want me to live a long life!

Daddy, don't worry, I will definitely find out the truth, I will definitely make those who have hurt you pay the price, Moshu's eyes became more and more determined, and what he didn't see was that in that book, the value of the rites in the five virtues was jumping, changing from 9 to 10, 11, 12...... It didn't stop until 15.

Husbandry, the scriptures of heaven, the righteousness of the earth, and the filial piety of the people.

Of course, Moshu didn't see it, what he saw now was that outside the woods, it seemed that someone was passing by, and he hurriedly shouted: "Is there anyone?" Anyone? Help me! Someone here is hanging from a tree! ”