When Mo Chengjun left, it was still Elder Li who led the way, but after walking out of Xuanyuan Pavilion and stepping through the gate, Elder Li stopped.

He looked at Mo Chengjun and said, "Oh, look at my memory, I still have a lot of things to do."

Brother Mo, you better go back by yourself, you also know the road when you came, so you don't need me to say more. ”

Mo Chengjun's eyes condensed slightly, and he said with a smile: "It seems that Elder Li knows everything?" ”

Elder Li sneered slightly: "I have indeed heard that Brother Mo is extremely talented, but it's a pity that he is older, and at most he will enter the outer door."

And I, Tim as an elder of the outer gate, will definitely take care of you in the assignment of tasks, rest assured, rest assured! ”

Mo Chengjun only felt sick.

This one, if it's really useful, use it, and press it if it's useless, and tend to be inflammatory, and he doesn't hide it at all.

However, Mo Chengjun didn't get used to him, but said with a smile: "There is no need for Elder Li to care about this, according to Ruoli Fairy's arrangement, I will still stay in Cloud City for a while, and wait for her teacher, Four Seasons Sword Venerable Shen Zhenjun, to come back."

I'm older, but the qualifications are there after all, with Lao Shen Zhenjun's help to take a look, maybe there will be a turnaround? ”

As he spoke, Mo Chengjun looked at Elder Li and smiled brightly: "By then, Elder Li, let's get close and close again?" ”

Elder Li's smile froze, but he still didn't doubt Mo Chengjun's words, or rather, he didn't think that Mo Chengjun dared to pull the tiger skin of the Four Seasons Sword Venerable Shen Jinxiu.

The smile stiffened for a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses, patted his head, and said: "Look at my memory, Brother Mo, Brother Mo, the matter on my side has been resolved, otherwise, I will accompany you to take a walk around the market, the night view of this market also has a taste." ”

This person is really cheeky and kind-hearted, and there is no ambiguity in what he says.

Mo Chengjun didn't refuse, but said: "It's just that shopping is boring, it's better to buy some things, the younger brother has taken a fancy to some books, but he has been hungry for a long time, but he is shy in his pocket, and he really doesn't dare to start." ”

"Little things, small things, everything has a brother, there is a brother!"

"Alright, let's go."

"Let's go, this way, please!"

Well, in Mo Chengjun's opinion, this Elder Li is a real wall grass, the wind blows that way, and it pours over there, and it really doesn't matter what kind of face or anything.

If you rely on this kind of person, it is impossible, but if you can really hold him, it is also very useful.

This night, Mo Chengjun knocked him hard, and in a bookstore, he bought several books that he had loved for a long time.

There are records of the nine grades of martial arts, all kinds of methods for tempering the body, although they do not involve specific body refining secret techniques, but there are explanations in each realm.

There is a "Minutes of Cultivating Immortals", although there is no method, but it is a far-sighted explanation of the immortal road pass, the six realms of immortals, and all kinds of secrets.

There is also a geographical map here, the land of Kyushu, as well as the demon realm outside Kyushu, important local legends, all recorded.

There are also hundreds of arts for cultivating immortals, medicinal materials and spiritual objects, historical events, alchemy refining tools, and magic records.

If the book "The Foundation of Cultivating Immortals" is just an enlightenment reading, then these books are all professional books in various fields.

Although there are not many details and no specific methods, it is what Mo Chengjun needs the most, and it is the basis for him to understand the world from a high vantage point.

Books are actually not expensive, but the eight books added together, with Elder Li's face, also cost hundreds of spirit stones.

Mo Chengjun could see that the old guy's hands were trembling when he took out the money, and his face was very ugly, but he had to squeeze out a smile, which was even more ugly.

Maybe it's not a lot of money, but he's really distressed.

Mo Chengjun also knew that their beam was settled, but if he couldn't get up in the future, this old thing would retaliate.

But that was all for later, and for now, he was only happy to get the books.

Tea Tree Street, in the courtyard, Mo Chengjun looked at the thick books, only felt very satisfied, but a little headache.

Especially looking at those professional terms, he knew that his study of Lingwen Seal Script and Seal Characters had not only to continue, but also to strengthen.

……

The alley where Mo Chengjun is located is called Tea Tree Lane, as the name suggests, every household has tea trees, whenever winter goes to spring, when everything recovers, there is always the fragrance of tea fluttering, and the fragrance is floating for ten miles.

The first one at the mouth of the alley is a private school, and there is an old gentleman in the private school, who calls himself a floating layman, of course, everyone likes to call him an old master when they meet each other.

When Mo Chengjun first came to settle in this tea tree lane, he set his eyes on this old master, he chatted with people, inquired in many ways, and gradually figured out the basic situation of this old master.

The name of the old master is unknown, about how many years ago, he fell into the first place, and he came to this cloud city in frustration, opened a private school, and specially accepted some naughty children to enlighten them.

As for how many years this private school has been running, there is no certainty.

It's just going back to the future, and it seems that those who are fifty or sixty years old and have become grandfathers have to respectfully call Master when they see him.

If you really want to calculate it, it will be at least fifty or sixty years, and the old man has changed from a high-spirited youth at the beginning to a dying old man now.

The old man has no wife and no children, and he is alone, only this private school is famous.

There were many dignitaries who wanted to ask him to enlighten the disciples of his family, but he never allowed it, and he could only come to the private school if he wanted to learn.

And the students he recruits can be from poor families, and they only need to offer monthly rice to attend classes.

You can also be rich, and you have to collect fifty gold a month, without counteroffer.

When a wealthy businessman heard about it, he was extremely angry, so he went to the old master to theorize.

The old master said: "For those who are poor, fighting rice is the hard-earned income of a person for several days, and he has exhausted everything."

And the rich, fifty gold, is only a drop in the dime.

Why is it important?

How light? ”

As soon as this remark came out, the more famous the old master became, although he was unruly, there was still an endless stream of rich children who came to enlighten and study.

And this old master seems to be dying and old, but there is no doubt that he is extremely accomplished in Mengxue.

No matter how stubborn and reckless Mengtong is, he stays in a private school for a few days, and he is honest.

The more capable the person, the greater the temper, the old man's temper is extremely strange, and as he grows older, he likes to scare people more and more, and can scare people without temper in a sentence or two.

Over time, everyone respected him, but there is no doubt that the old master was extraordinary, knowledgeable, and had many virtuous and virtuous scholars who came to ask for advice, as long as they could endure his ridicule and ridicule, they would always return with a full load.

And this is also what Mo Chengjun values the most!

Mo Chengjun came to the private school at noon the next day with Shu Yu.

He saw that in the private school, there were many Mengtong shaking their heads with their hands behind their backs, and the sound of reading seemed to dispel the noon heat.

Under the big tree outside the private school, there are old people and reclining chairs who are sleeping soundly, accompanied by the sound of Lang Lang reading, which is the best time to sleep.

Mo Chengjun stood beside the tree, neither disturbed nor left, just stood quietly, tilted his head slightly, listening to Lang Lang's reading, and looked comfortable.

After half an hour, the sound of reading gradually stopped, and the old master on the recliner slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes full of the vicissitudes of time looked at Mo Chengjun, who was close at hand, and he was not the slightest surprised.

He just asked, "Why did you come?" ”

Mo Chengjun clasped his fists and saluted, "I'm here to study!" ”

The old master sighed: "Older? ”

That's the first question.

Mo Chengjun replied: "Life is endless, and scholars are endless, I am willing to seek up and down to know the wonder of Taoism, day and night tirelessly to grow the way." ”

The old master's expression was slightly restrained, his eyes were fixed for a moment, he chewed carefully, and suddenly laughed: "However, the world is ignorant, and you play with your lips and tongues, and you sit between an adult and a child to study, and you may bear the gossip of others?" ”

This is the second question!

Mo Chengjun didn't care: "What does other people's gossip have to do with me?" ”

The old master looked at Mo Chengjun, nodded slightly, and said, "You can come here to study tomorrow." ”

Mo Chengjun put down the shackles, opened his mouth respectfully, and shouted: "Teacher! ”

The old master said, "Good!"

……

That is, from this day on, there is a strange scenery in the private school of Tea Tree Street.

There was an adult sitting in a small group of Mengtong, who was attending classes, learning words, listening to lectures, and shaking his head and reading like Mengtong.

You must know that the population flow in Tea Tree Street is not large, and when there is more than Mo Chengjun's neighbor, everyone is curious about his origin.

Originally, everyone thought that this was a big man, and there were many big people in Cloud City, but there were few who could be personally arranged by the elders of the outer sect of the Galaxy Sword Sect.

But such a character was actually mixed in a group of Mengtong, learning the most basic Lingwen seal script, and he really fell through the glasses.

Of course, as Mo Chengjun himself said, what does the shock and suspicion of outsiders have to do with him, he just learns comfortably, and strives to absorb all kinds of knowledge.

This is no longer the Sifang City, and he finally stopped sneaking around when he studied the Lingwen Seal Book.

It was also close enough to the cultivation world, so that he could study and try to understand the world at the same time.

And he is not an ordinary Mengtong after all.

He has enough self-control and concentration, and he also has a mature learning method, as well as the foundation of stealing from the Four Directions City.

In a month, in just one month, he completed the basic learning of the Lingwen Seal Book Rotor, which made the old master a little surprised.

And a month of rain or shine finally made the old master see his seriousness and hard work.

After that, he began to select books for Mo Chengjun alone, develop a curriculum, and impart more in-depth knowledge.

If enlightenment is like elementary school, then the old master arranges junior high school knowledge, which is no longer the same.

And Mo Chengjun, while studying, finally opened the cultivation books he bought.

It's not that he hasn't studied it before, but there are too many technical terms in it, and his knowledge is too narrow to read.

But now, although he is still struggling, he also has someone to ask for advice, and the old master is the best mentor.

The old master is indeed strange-tempered, when he doesn't want to pay attention to you, even if the king of heaven and Lao Tzu comes, he doesn't give a good face.

But the old master's knowledge reserve and erudition really exceeded Mo Chengjun's expectations.

In the face of his question, even if it is a question about cultivating immortals, the old master can almost give an answer, even if he is unwilling to answer directly, he will point out which book has a record.

At some point, Mo Chengjun was suspicious, suspecting that this old man was also an immortal cultivator.

Because he knows too much and goes beyond the boundaries of what a mortal should have.

Mortals, after all, are mortals, and no matter how erudite they are, they can't have any understanding of spiritual practice.

But the old master is not, he can really solve almost all of Mo Chengjun's problems, even if it involves cultivation.

In this case, it was because of Mo Chengjun's lack of knowledge that he couldn't ask any valuable questions.

Of course, Mo Chengjun's every suspicion didn't last long before he denied it.

Because, the old master is so old that he is as thin as a gust of wind that can blow away, which is completely different from a cultivator.

However, Mo Chengjun didn't bother too much, he had no intention of probing the old master's past, but immersed himself in his own learning.

Astronomy, geography, history, practice, martial arts, dynasties, politics, humanities, etc......

He absorbs almost fearlessly, and absorbs as quickly as a sponge.

It wasn't until another three months later, looking back, that the world had a rough outline in his mind.