Chapter 4: A slap in the face

After meeting the senior brothers, the water army felt the warmth of the division that he had never felt before.

Yan Xu, like an ordinary scholar, although he is gentle and elegant, he is a little arrogant in his bones.

Shi Shi's temper and personality are a bit like the bald donkey named Yi Zhen that the water army met in the Poison Valley.

Wang Xiaowang, whose personality is like a child, is very simple.

The water army has seen the three senior brothers, but has not seen the senior sister. According to the senior brothers, there seems to be something wrong with the trial of the senior sister this time, and she may not be able to come back in a short time.

The legendary fifth senior sister didn't even see it. It is said that the current realm should be the highest, and it is speculated that it is above the middle level of the Illusory God Realm, and the lowest is also the fifth or sixth order of the Illusory God Realm.

This fifth senior sister who has never met is a bit powerful!

When he asked the names of the fifth senior sisters, the three senior brothers all had strange faces.

After asking again and again, I realized that this fifth senior sister who had never seen her was also a wonder.

The most annoying thing about this fifth senior sister is to say her name without her consent!

Once, their teacher Mo Wen told the name of the fifth senior sister to a junior, but Mo Wen was not blamed.

But Mo Wen's one who could have entered the academy to practice, was beaten out of the academy by the fifth senior sister! Yes, it was the kind that was beaten every day!

Hearing what the senior brothers said, the water army also shuddered. Women are really scary! Hey, think about the Yiren in your heart, how gentle and considerate......

The sailor said goodbye to the three senior brothers and returned to his courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, I saw my teacher: Mo Wen.

At this moment, Mo Wen was like a student, squatting in front of Qing Shui.

Mo Wen held the ball in both hands, constantly communicating something with Qing Shui. From time to time, he nodded in surprise, with surprise and surprise on his face.

Seeing this, the water army couldn't help but laugh. Gently walked to the training ground in the courtyard and sat cross-legged.

Soon he entered the state of cultivation.

Mo Wen naturally knew that the navy had returned, but he continued to ask Qing Shui: "I don't know who the little brother is taught by?"

Qing Shui smiled indifferently and said, "The name of the master is unknown, I don't know." Master has a word, I will know after I enter the ninth order of the god transformation!"

Mo Wen frowned slightly, what Qing Shui said should be true, but Qing Shui knew too many things. Although the questions I asked were very messy and involved many fields, the porcelain doll in front of me knew everything.

The so-called knowing, not knowing its surface, is a deep understanding, like an encyclopedia.

If you weren't confident in your soul perception, you would think that the porcelain doll in front of you was an old monster, otherwise a young man wouldn't have such knowledge even if he practiced special exercises and was maintained to look like a child.

It seems that their master is also an extremely powerful cultivator, and he should be similar to the dean.

Mo Wen touched his bald head and said with a smile: "Thank you, little brother, for solving your doubts!"

Qing Shui hurriedly stood up, arched his hand and said, "Mo Lao, don't be like this. You are now my junior brother's teacher, just call me Xiaoshui in the future. ”

Qing Shui pointed to Sara beside him again, and said, "This is my Taoist companion, Mo Lao just calls him Lala." ”

Mo Wen touched his bald head again and smirked.

"Good! good!"

Mo Wen said hello three times in a row, and was extremely happy.

The cheap apprentice of the Shui family he just received hasn't figured it out yet. Now I've brought back a maid, and it's that kind of physique!

He also brought a senior brother and a senior sister, his senior brother is very knowledgeable, and he is shocked, and such a knowledgeable young man is extremely terrifying. This Lala on Xiao Shui's side should not be weak, but he didn't see anything else, and it seemed that he was just a cultivator who practiced external skills.

There was also a sleeping black greyhound that he was holding, and after observing it for a long time, he didn't see anything. This greyhound, which only knows how to sleep, is it just an ornamental pet?

And the mountain baby who stood there stupidly, only knew giggles. The navy took this little fool up the bald mountain halfway, what did he want? I didn't see any difference in this mountain baby.

Forget it, don't want to.

Mo Wen didn't think much about it, nodded to Qing Shui and Sara, put Qiuqiu back on the bamboo chair, and walked towards the water army.

"Let's go out and talk?"

"The teacher has the final say!"

Mo Wen and Shui Jun smiled at each other, and they both walked out of the courtyard indifferently.

Qing Shui looked up at Mo Wen, smiled playfully, and reached out to scratch the tip of Sarah's nose.

Giggles

With Sarah's silver bell-like laughter, Qiuqiu opened his mouth and yawned, falling asleep again, and soon the snoring sounded again.

The sailors walked slowly with Mo Wen, and finally came to an attic in the middle of a lake.

Mo Wen casually sat on a stone bench and looked at the newly recruited disciple in front of him.

This boy from the Shui family is extremely white and handsome. If you only look at your face, you still think that you have accepted another female apprentice......

Thinking of his fifth apprentice, he also had an extreme headache.

Mo Wen touched his bald head again, what happened to him today, why did he keep wandering......

"Sit!" Mo Wen gestured to the stone bench opposite.

The sailor sat down obediently, with a faint smile on his face, and looked at Mo Wen in front of him respectfully.

Mo Wen smiled: "Why did you take that mountain baby into Bald Mountain?"

Although Mo Wen was smiling, the water army also felt a trace of annoyance in Mo Wen. After a little calculation in my heart, I knew what Mo Wen thought, which was nothing more than thinking that I was a gentleman and wanted some servants.

The water army still smiled lightly, "Let's look at it! I feel that Shanwa's future should not be in the miscellaneous office." ”

Mo Wen seemed to be a little interested, and asked, "What do you mean?"

The water army replied: "It's an intuition! I feel that Shanwa will definitely become a strong man in the future!

“......”

Mo Wen didn't expect the water army to reply to himself like this, even if he said that this mountain baby could become a powerhouse in the Divine Harmony Realm, I wouldn't say anything...... Said he could soar...... This is a bit of that! Although you can ascend after the consummation of the Divine Merge Realm, how difficult is the Divine Merge Realm...... What's more, cultivating to the perfection of the Divine Realm! This is not just a matter of resources!

Mo Wen Zhengse said: "Play!"

Shui Jun still smiled lightly: "Teacher, what the disciple said is true!

"Huh!"

Mo Wenpi didn't smile, stretched out his hand, and slapped out.

The sailor only felt a strong wind coming, and then he was blown back to the courtyard by this strong wind, and sat down where he had just sat not long ago.

Mo Wen touched his bald head again, a little annoyed, not knowing whether he was angry with himself or at this newly recruited disciple.

Soaring?

You kid thinks Ascension is a playhouse?

How long has it been?

There are only immortals in the world, but no one has ascended!

Was the clear water in that Qingshui Town once soared?

But the dean said that the clear water did not soar......

This kid is a little demonic! I forgot to talk about things I wanted to talk to him!

Where the hell are you? Your grandson is here...... Your youngest grandson is here, although he doesn't look like your family's species, with fine skin and tender meat! But this evil nature is a bit like you! Not like the child without a trace!

Ay...

With a soft sigh, Mo Wen's figure slowly disappeared into the attic.