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If he arrives here and continues to abide by the precepts of the past and does not please his wife, how can there be descendants left after a hundred years?

Thinking of this, Mo Yun somewhat hoped that that person was just a reader who liked Buddhist scriptures, not a monk.

The candle shrunk, the candle dimmed, and finally extinguished with a thud, and the ink cloud sank into sleep with the last candlelight.

The next morning, because the time agreed with Ding Wushuang was relatively early, Mo Yun woke up very vigilantly.

He found that although he slept all night, his spirit was not as good as he used to practice all night, and even worse.

I can't help but hate Cui Longbin for short-circuiting and burning out the entire substation in Longqiao Town, so that he can't use electricity to practice at night, charge the neurons in his body, activate the neurons, and improve the yuan force, so that he will die when he gets up in the morning.

If a person insists on doing one thing at a certain time every day, he can adapt his biological clock, that is, the nervous system, to this rhythm in seven days, so that his body becomes addicted to this way and forms a habit. Once this habit is disrupted, people will feel uncomfortable, and they will always feel that something is wrong with their body, awkward.

Mo Yun has insisted on practicing every night for more than a month, and when he suddenly stopped, he naturally felt that he was missing something, that he had not finished helping something, and that he was not satisfied enough and not enough mentally satisfied.

When he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling dressing mirror and looked at his face, he found that although his spirit was not good, his eyes were sleepy, but his complexion was much better than a month ago, in the past, his face looked too white, and it could even be said that he was a little pale, but now, his face was obviously bloody, and his lips were not as black as in the past, and they had become ruddy.

He understood that this was mainly the result of doing the millipede hydrotherapy in Ding Wushuang's practice room every afternoon, the soul element yin poison in his body became less and less, his body was no longer as cold as ice and iron, and with temperature, his complexion would naturally be ruddy.

couldn't help but feel more grateful to Ding Wushuang and wanted to see her as soon as possible.

He went down to the attic, went to the kitchen to fetch water and wash, and when he saw that his mother had made breakfast, he sat down on the table and ate it in twos, went to the main room, picked up the futon in the corner, and went out.

Cuizhu caught up from behind and shoved a handbag into his hand.

"Take this to Mr. Ding. Cuizhu said: "It can be regarded as a part of our hearts as parents." ”

"Mom, don't take anything, I can't take it. Mo Yun was already a little at a loss when he carried the big futon, and he was a little anxious when he saw that his mother was still stuffing things into his hands.

"This is not heavy, you must take it. ”

"What is this?"

"It's a pair of pillowcases made by my mother for mandarin ducks playing in the water. You Teacher Ding is not young, and you are a girl, you must like this, and you will need it in the future. ”

"Ah?!Is there any mistake, Mom, if you let me be a student, will I be laughed at if I send this kind of thing to the teacher? ”

"Nonsense," Cui Zhu said a little angrily, "who will laugh at this thing, you can still let everyone see it." Besides, if you go there to learn kung fu, eat and drink, people don't want money, what is it to take such a thing. Give it to me, lest people say that you don't know how to be polite, that our parents didn't teach, and poke us in the back. ”

Mo Yunxin said, yes, I went to her to learn kung fu, naturally I wanted to trouble her, and I should express my gratitude to her.

"Okay, I'll take it. As he spoke, Mo Yun had a painful expression on his face, "Ouch, just pity my hands, they're going to be crushed." ”

"Huh, do you think it's heavy?" Cuizhu stepped forward and lifted the big pocket with futon dirt in his hand, "I think it's okay." Can't you even mention that? You're no smaller than your mother. Don't pretend to be a fool of yourself. ”

"It's really heavy, how can I pretend to be a liar?" Mo Yun threw the futon on the ground and looked at his purple palm.

Cuizhu looked at his palm and said, "That's it, Mom won't go with your dad to do things this morning, and I'll send you to school first, so it's okay, right?"

Mo Yun was originally afraid that after she saw Ding Wushuang, she would nod and smile with others, but when she heard that she was going to school, she quickly stood up and said, "Forget it, forget it, Dad must be inseparable from you, I'll go by myself." ”

After speaking, he carried the big bag in one hand and the gift bag in the other, and walked towards the courtyard gate, but he remembered one thing again, and turned around and said, "Mom, do you have any money on you?" The money you gave me last time was stored in the student cafeteria. Today is a holiday, the student cafeteria is closed, and I have to buy food outside. ”

Cuizhu walked back to the house quickly, took out a 500 yuan ticket, stuffed it into his purse, and asked if she wanted her to take him to school.

Mo Yun shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, I'll go by myself, you can stay at home and help Dad." As he spoke, he raised his hand to chest-high height, "You see, I still have some strength." ”

"Didn't you just say that it was too heavy, your hands hurt, why are you so relaxed now?" Cui Zhu said in surprise.

"Do you still need to ask? Your son is now a divine martial artist, with divine martial power, and he has the power of divine martial arts, so this thing is not a problem. Mo Yun said, turned around, and ran towards the street outside the courtyard gate with a puff of smoke.

Cuizhu rushed to the gate of the courtyard and shouted, "Yun'er, remember to go home as much as possible at night." ”

Mo Yun strode forward without looking back and said, "Okay, Mom, I know." See you soon!"

Walking to a stone arch bridge, Mo Yun's hand was really painful, so he put his pocket on the bridge and sat on the railing to rest, but saw Cui Longbin wearing a tracksuit, trotting up to the bridge from the other side, stopping his feet in front of him, and asking him where he was going with a smile.

When Mo Yunfu saw him, he was startled.

What is this guy doing so early to block me?

Seeing that he was wearing a sportswear, with a towel wrapped around his wrist, and beads of sweat on his forehead, it was speculated that he was jogging in the morning and accidentally bumped into himself, and his heart couldn't help but relax, ready to tell him where he was going, but he remembered that he had gone to the Red Mansion to pester Ding Wushuang repeatedly, if he told him that he was going to the Red Mansion, according to his stubborn character, he would go with him.

Thinking of this, he said lukewarmly: "I'll go to my relative's house." Mr. Cui, are you running?"

"yes, I go out every Saturday morning for a run and exercise. Cui Longbin made a brisk running motion on the spot, and then said, "By the way, let me ask you, what is the name of the practice equipment you gave me last night?"

"Radio mixers. "Mo Yun didn't want to be authentic.

"Oh, it's called a radio mixer. How exactly does that thing improve the Divine Martial Yuan Force, and what are the steps to use it?" Cui Longbin asked as he rested his leg on the railing of the stone bridge and pressed his leg.

Mo Yun's original idea of designing the radio mixer was to use it to activate the rigid neurons in his body, so that the neurons could generate yuan force on their own, not to use the radio mixer itself to enhance people's divine martial power. The radio waves of the radio mixer have a vibrating effect on the nerves of the human body, which can make the neurons more active. However, it itself does not emit neuronal forces like humans, directly increasing the number of neuronal forces in the human body. If you want to improve your Yuan Force, you have to rely on your own cultivation to achieve your goal.

Cui Longbin didn't know this truth, when he practiced with the radio mixer, he naturally couldn't use the radio waves to activate the neurons in his body in a meaningful way, and he couldn't experience the changes brought by the radio waves to the body, so he naturally had doubts and suspected that his use method was wrong, so he came to Mo Yun early in the morning to ask Mo Yun for the detailed steps to use it.

However, Mo Yun really didn't have much interest in him, and he didn't want to have too much contact with him, so he just wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible and rush to Ding Wushuang, so he naturally wouldn't answer his questions attentively, and replied casually: "This is simple, you just need to hold the wire hand of the Mixed Yuan Yi and move left and right, and you will naturally be able to quickly improve your Shenwu Yuan power." ”

"Oh, that is to say," Cui Longbin said thoughtfully, "Don't think too much about your brain, you can't be as simple as cultivating the Divine Arts, that means, right?"

Mo Yun nodded casually, "Well, that's what it means." After speaking, he stood up and said, "Teacher Cui, you continue to run, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." As he spoke, Gu picked up two pockets, one large and one small, and walked under the bridge with his head in his hands.

Cui Longbin chased down the bridge and said with a smile: "Moyun, you can do me a favor." ”

"Teacher Cui, I'm sorry, I have something. Mo Yun glanced at Cui Longbin and walked away.

Cui Longbin strode beside him, took out a theater ticket from his trouser pocket, held it in front of Mo Yun's eyes, and said, "You help me give this ticket to Teacher Ding, I want to invite him to the Tianqiao Theater tonight." ”

Mo Yun knew that Ding Wushuang didn't have a good impression of him, and he would definitely not agree to date him, and said, "I'm going to my relative's house, you want to invite her to watch a play, you can go to her yourself." ”

Cui Longbin's face changed suddenly, and he said, "Mo Yun, do you think I don't know, you made an appointment with Ding Wushuang yesterday and went to her to make up for the class this morning." How dare you lie to me. I'm telling you, you hurt my leg last time, and I haven't settled accounts with you yet. If you don't agree to such a small favor when asked for you, then don't blame me for being unkind to you. ”

Mo Yunxin said, hmph, this guy has finally revealed his vicious nature, if he doesn't agree to him, he will use his obscenity to suppress you. However, I, Moyun, will not eat your set, but I am not stupid enough to fight against you.

Thinking of this, his mind spun quickly, and he immediately had a countermeasure, and said with a smile: "Teacher Cui's ears are really smart, have you been hiding in the dark to spy on us? I gave you all my Mixed Yuan Instrument, it seems that you can't live with people by doing this." ”

Cui Longbin said disappreciatively: "Although you sent me something, I also sent you the same thing." The two of us have long since settled down. I'm just looking for you to help deliver tickets today, why don't you agree. ”

Mo Yunxin said, send you a ticket, it doesn't matter, as long as you don't regret it then, but he said: "Okay, I'll send it to you, you give me the ticket." ”

Cui Longbin saw that he was carrying things in both hands, so he inserted the movie ticket with bells and whistles into the pocket of Mo Yun's left chest, and bluffed in a deep voice: "You remember, if you don't send the ticket to her, she doesn't go to the theater, I can't spare you." ”

Mo Yun smiled: "You can rest assured, it will be delivered." ”

Cui Longbin heard this, and then turned around and ran in the opposite direction of Mo Yun.

Mo Yun turned his head, and sure enough, he saw that his right leg was still a little lame, and he couldn't help but spit on the ground.

Because he got up early, although he was delayed by Cui Longbin for a while on the way, he was not late when he arrived at the Red Mansion.

When he saw Ding Wushuang, Mo Yun didn't tell him that he met Cui Longbin on the road, and he didn't take out the ticket to him, but just put the gift given to her by his mother in her hand.

Ding Wushuang took out the things in the handbag and saw that they were two hand-sewn pillowcases, with white flowers on foundation, and two mandarin ducks embroidered. Then, he led Mo Yun to a compartment in the practice room.

Mo Yun put the salute next to the door, and saw that the compartment was on the right side of the practice room, and there were two iron cabinets in it, a desk for the window, and two sets of high and low iron beds, which felt a bit like the dormitory he used to have when he was in college. It's just that in the past, the walls of the university dormitories were all white, but here they are all pink, and even the furniture is the same color, especially feminine, exactly like the rest of the Red Building.

"This room used to be a girls' dormitory, but later, the school built another girls' dormitory, and they moved to a new dormitory, and it was empty, and when you came, it was your dormitory. The practice room is close, and it is convenient to practice and take a bath. I've cleaned it up this morning, and now I just need to make my bed. ”

After speaking, he opened the zipper of Mo Yun's salute, took out the futon from it, skillfully helped him spread it on the bed on the lower bunk, sat down on the bed again, and said, "It's okay now, so be it, let's go to the shooting range now, and start making up the lessons." ”

Mo Yun said: "Okay." ”

After speaking, he followed Ding Wushuang out of the practice room and came to the open space outside the Red Mansion.

Ding Wushuang asked him to stand where he was and wait for her, then turned around and ran up the stairs to the room on the second floor to get the exercise equipment.

Mo Yun saw a short and fat aunt with a floral apron on her chest, who was holding a bamboo pole to pluck a bunch of herb-like roots and grass stems in the open space, so he stepped forward and said hello, took out the theater ticket in his pocket and gave it to her, saying that it was a friend who invited him to go to the theater tonight, but he didn't have time, and he was afraid that the theater tickets would be wasted, so he gave her the tickets and let her go to see them.

The aunt's surname is Tao, she is a drama fan, but she hasn't been to the theater for a long time, and she is itching in her heart, as soon as she heard about watching the play, her ears were pricked up, and she saw that the play written on the ticket was "Jinyu Liangyuan", starring Shan Fenglou and Jin Douming, all of whom she liked, so she happily took the play label in her hand and said thank you repeatedly.

Ding Wushuang came down from the second floor, and Mo Yun saw that she was carrying a silver-backed iron bow on her back, and an arrow bag hanging from her waist, with dozens of feather arrows stuck in it, and said strangely: "Teacher Ding, let's go to practice the Yuan Shifting Technique, what are you doing with the bow and arrow?"

Ding Wushuang walked towards the dense forest opposite the Red Mansion and said without looking back: "This is a prop for practicing the Yuan Shifting Technique." ”

Mo Yun saw the silver-backed iron bow, the bow body was about the same length as her height, the width of the bow back was half a meter, and the bowstring was also the thickness of the little finger, and it was straight, and he touched it with his hand, and found that it was actually made of steel wire, and said in his heart, such a tough bow may not be able to be pulled away even by a seven-foot man, what is the use of Mr. Ding holding such a bow?

Ding Wushuang led Mo Yun into the dense forest, walked one or two hundred meters along the stone path that led to the waterfall yesterday, stretched out his hand and flicked it among the dense bushes around him, and a fork in the road at the foot of the bushes was also paved with black stone slabs.

The two walked another hundred or ten meters in the bushes, and Mo Yun saw a black gold rock pyramid four or five zhang high on the side of the road, remembering that Cui Longbin had said last night that among the ten pyramids, the smallest one was the sword tower of the Heavenly Thunder Sword, and his heart said that in terms of the height of the ten pyramids he saw yesterday, this pyramid should be the smallest one, and he didn't know if it hid the legendary Heavenly Thunder Sword.

He followed Ding Wushuang, followed the stone path, came to the near part of the pyramid, and found that the direction of the pyramid he saw today was the opposite of yesterday, yesterday it was on the right side of the tower, but today it was on the left side of the side, and because the road under his feet was closer to the pyramid, he almost walked under the foot of the pyramid, so he could see it more clearly.

He saw that the tower was covered with thick green moss, and hung with crystal morning dew, which was very similar to the ancient mausoleum he had seen in the past, and said in his heart, how could such a powerful sword be buried in such a remote place?

He looked at the tower body, while walking forward, by the way stretched out his hand to sweep the tower, then saw a large piece of green moss was swept away, revealing a black glowing rock, which was faintly engraved with some square words, a little contemplation, found that those words were the same as the words seen in the candlelight last night, are ancient Chinese characters, and couldn't help but read it softly, at this moment, he felt that the rock engraved with ancient Chinese characters moved gently, and heard the sound of rubbing on the surface of the rock, and looked at it, only to find that the rock had protruded one or twenty centimeters outward, and at the same time, he also saw a stream of blue lightning sprayed out of the crack in the stone, and couldn't help but be startled, smashed a dwarf pine on the opposite side with a bang, couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly ran forward dozens of meters.

"Mo Yun, what are you doing? ”

Ding Wushuang heard the sound and turned around, causing Mo Yun to speed up his pace.

"Okay. ”

Mo Yun replied loudly, and turned his head to look at the black gold rock that had inexplicably slipped out just now, only to find that he had shrunk back silently, returning to his original appearance, tightly sealed, and could not see any traces of loosening, and couldn't help but be surprised.

How so?

Could it be that the stone is engraved with a spell to open the sword tower?

Mo Yun recalled the line of words that he had just pronounced, and found that it was exactly the same as one of the lines he saw in the book "Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique" last night, and said in his heart, maybe the person who carved the words on the rock was the same person as the person who wrote the "Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique", and the content of the writing was exactly the same, as long as the words in the book were cracked, naturally the sword tower here would automatically open, and it would be able to see if the ancient sword was really hidden in the tower.

Thinking of this, he was full of greater curiosity about the "Heavenly Thunder Sword Technique" that he exchanged from Cui Longbin last night, hoping to recognize the words in the book as soon as possible, decipher the meaning in the book, and see the true face of the divine sword.