There was a clanging sound in the kitchen, and Ji Wutong was embarrassed to refuse, so he sat on the terrace.

"Mr. has such a big guide to the country, why don't you go to a certain errand in the palace?" Ji Wutong turned his head and asked.

"Haha.... It was because of this material that I fell so far and opened this letter museum! Two bowls of water and a handful of millet, Mo Qingping looked at the flames on the stove and slowly spoke.

Mo Qingping, who was in Shenxing Academy back then, was also regarded as the pride of the sky, even if he was still cultivating in the Immortal Realm, many people in various states threw olive branches.

Not to mention the position of the family's doorman, even if he invited him to be the king, there are four or five. Even the capital of Jinling sent an invitation.

But it just so happened that the dozens of flipped chickens intercepted a letter, and the content of the letter was some of the three kings of the Northeast.

At that time, he was young and high-spirited. Mo Qingping wrote a letter to the Son of Heaven in Jinling, and even recounted his own views on this matter.

The Son of Heaven was full of vigor and published Mo Qingpingxiu's letter to the world, and by the way, he also held the three kings of the Northeast accountable.

The most important thing is that Mo Qingping also persuaded the Son of Heaven to reduce the military power of each king and the control of the fiefdom in the letter, and even analyzed the major events in the world by the way.

Xuanyuan Tianzi was angry for a while, and when he was angry, he did it.

But Mo Qingping's letter of repair did provoke several kings. Fortunately, King Changning was more generous-hearted, so he had a place to stay.

This is also Mo Qingping's own loss, so he asked Ji Wutong Mo to hand over the cloud piece to the king of Changning.

Two pairs of chopsticks were placed on the table, and the pair of chopsticks placed in front of Ji Wutong looked new.

"Sir, I usually have elegant here, and I don't have any friends here."

Ji Wutong said and picked up the bowl of hot porridge, and there were two plates of refreshing pickles on the table.

"What friends do you have? The powerful have all been offended by me, and the ordinary people think I am a good teacher. ”

Mo Qingping took a sip of hot porridge, and Ji Wutong was the first person to stay at home to eat in these years.

"That's why the gentleman taught people to write letters."

This hot porridge is dense and viscous, and the taste is light, and Ji Wutong feels very good.

"Yes, I was ruined because of a letter, but not a single word of what I said in my letter was wrong."

Mo Qingping said and threw the bowl on the table.

"Look at this Kyushu, that king doesn't have his own thoughts! And said that my letter was a demagoguery! ”

Mo Qingping said and spoke, and the resentment in his heart arose spontaneously.

"Sir, you are not wrong."

Ji Wutong drank all the hot porridge in the bowl, he drank too much yesterday, and this hot porridge made his stomach feel a lot more comfortable.

"You don't have a loud name for these four arrows?"

Mo Qingping wiped his mouth, turned his head and suddenly saw Ji Wutong's quiver.

"No, on weekdays, it is said that it is silver arrows, red arrows, gold..."

Before Ji Wutong finished speaking, Mo Qingping hurriedly waved his hand, this name is also a violent thing, as if it can't be heard.

"Does that gentleman have a good name?"

Ji Wutong smiled, he should give these arrows a good name, and he can be regarded as living up to the help of the four gods in his mood.

"This is your artifact, how can I name it."

Mo Qingping shook his head and returned to the sand table.

After breakfast, Ji Wutong was not in a hurry to leave, sat at the small table and wrote a letter, wanting to send it to his father.

"Sir, take a look at it?"

This time, Ji Wutong didn't hesitate to write, but just asked if his father and mother were okay.

Xue Pingshan glanced at it, not pointing like last time, and summoned the Bright Chicken to send the letter.

"You can't live in Xue Pingshan's small courtyard anymore, it's better to go back to Wuwenlou." Mo Qingping stared at the sand table with his eyes and said.

Ji Wutong nodded, fortunately, he asked Zhang Shanyou for a house at that time, otherwise, he really didn't know where to go in today's situation.

"Then it's okay to call it Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu?"

After writing the letter, Ji Wutong sat at the table, wrote and drew on the paper, and didn't come up with a good name, so he simply named it from the four gods in his mood.

"It's vivid at first hearing, but it's actually not intentional, it's not good!" Mo Qingping thought for a moment, and then denied Ji Wutong's idea.

"What are the names of those two swords, Mr. Mo?" Ji Wutong looked at the twin swords hanging on the wall, he had only seen the power of this pair of swords this morning.

"The short ones are heart-to-heart, and they fight in close combat. The long one is called the way of heaven, and the flying sword is thousands of miles. ”

"What's the sign?"

"The human heart is unpredictable, and the short sword is unexpected! The way of heaven cannot be violated, and the long sword emphasizes the unity of qi and sword! ”

Mo Qingping blurted out. This one is long and one is short, one near and one far sounds invincible, and there is no weakness.

"I still thank Mr. for saving his life."

Ji Wutong had a big bow on his back, Mo Qingping's preaching was listened to, and the meal was eaten, it was time to leave.

"But... Why did you save me, sir? And why do you know that the people in Qingzhou will do it this morning? ”

Seeing that Mo Qingping didn't say anything more, Ji Wutong asked the doubts in his heart.

"Saving you is just to test my reasoning, a matter of convenience. As for why I know you're going to be attacked this morning.... I even know everything about Qingzhou, not to mention the things in Wanlang City..."

Mo Qingping looked at the bamboo forest he had carefully cultivated and sighed in his heart, the major events in the world are just on the sand table.

Leaving Mo Qingping's courtyard, Ji Wutong came to the gate of Xue Pingshan's courtyard, and I am afraid that no one will push open the door of this small courtyard again.

At noon, the crowds on the street gradually increased, and Ji Wutong still led Dabai to walk on the edge of the street.

Since childhood, Ji Wutong has been a person living in the corner, unless he makes a mistake and is found out, some habits cannot be changed.

There were people in Wanlang City coming and going, and they would look sideways at the strange big white that grew behind Ji Wutong.

There are also some immortal cultivators who are different, they stared at Ji Wutong up and down, they knew that Ji Wutong had a battle at the city gate last night.

Ji Wutong is not used to such eyes, in the past, Old Man Jiang always grinned at Ji Wutong, saying that he was not unsightly.

Under the gaze of such a way, Ji Wutong crossed the South Street, and even the warbler Yanyan on the South Street was no longer a scruple with Ji Wutong, where the dragons and snakes were mixed, and the news wore the fastest.

The young man with the bow on his back shot two Ba Dan demon beasts at the city gate last night.

As soon as Ji Wutong raised his feet and stepped into the Wuwen Building, he was dragged by Zhang Shanyou's fat hand to the table in the corner and sat down.

"Zhang, thank you last night, I don't know how much silver it is?"

Ji Wutong sat at the table, and Jian Zhang Shanyou didn't speak for a long time, just staring at the account book and constantly making calculations.

"Who are you and Zhang Shanyou? Anyway, you're the one I don't ask about the inside door. ”

When Zhang Shanyou heard Ji Wutong's words, his hand stopped, and with a smile, he pulled the two pieces of fat on his cheeks and kept shaking.

"Mo Qingping likes to be a good teacher, didn't he tell you something?"

Zhang Shanyou closed the account book and sighed, Mo Qingping was very happy, the people in Qingzhou said that they would kill them, anyway, all the accounts would be counted on Wuwenlou Ji Wutong at that time.

"You know what happened this morning?"

Ji Wutong raised his eyebrows and thought for a long time. These people are so well-informed that it seems that they are the only ones who are kept in the dark.

"Let's not talk about this morning's events for the time being, doesn't Mo Qingping claim that everything in the world is in his heart? Didn't I tell you that something was wrong with your state of mind and fairy roots? Shouldn't he pat you on the shoulder like an old gentleman and preach to you? ”

Zhang Shanyou shook his head, mentioning that Mo Qingping's tone was full of contempt, sour and poor, and he liked to preach!

"Immortal roots and state of mind?"

Ji Wutong put his hand on his chest when he heard this, this immortal root and state of mind were all given by Old Man Jiang, and he didn't want to live up to Old Man Jiang's expectations.

But at this time, the Mood Lake was dead silent, and the four statues of the gods had no brilliance. Even his own immortal roots are no longer crystal clear, although the rhizome has newly grown, it is wrapped in a cloud of black gas.

"Fighting with the two Eight Dan Demon Beasts, what realm are you yourself? Forcibly extracting the nourishing power of the fairy root and the state of mind, you almost ruined your own state of mind and the root of the fairy! ”

Zhang Shanyou shook his abacus as he spoke, he couldn't see through Ji Wutong's cultivation, it was just the news that came from the red kite thousands of miles away this morning.

"If you can't count the gains and losses, you can't make the climate!"

Giving a white eye to Ji Wutong, Zhang Shanyou threw a door key on the table, and went to the door to greet the guest with a big belly and a big belly.

Ji Wutong, who was sitting at the table, didn't get up for a long time, looked at the key on the table, felt the mood and the fairy root, and the two did not respond in the slightest.