At the foot of the majestic snow-capped mountains, a lush jungle surrounded by a tranquil waterhole, like a bright pearl in the palm of a giant hand. At this time, the white clouds are drifting, and the flowers along the waterhole are fragrant and colorful. Mo Cong would come here to take a dip after practicing every day after eating, and the master did not object to this, because only in the embrace of nature could Mo Cong calm down and comprehend the tricks.

"Hmm!

Mo Cong lay naked in the waterhole and looked at the snow-capped mountains, which seemed to rise into the clouds, and the dense jungle between the foothills was like a fairyland. The boy let out a heartfelt sigh. However, although the scenery was beautiful, there was no happiness on the young man's face. It has been nearly three months since he cultivated the advanced stage of physical cultivation, but Mo Cong has not burst out of his mind without a trace of inspiration, his first move is still far away from him, and it seems that he is still wandering outside the world.

"Why am I so stupid!" Mo Cong lowered his eyes slightly, his body floated on the surface of the water like a ball of cotton, and he slapped the water with his feet, and the churning splash pushed his body slowly forward in the water. Swimming seems to be Mo Cong's innate ability, and no matter how he swims, he will not sink. But that didn't dispel the sorrow in his heart in the slightest.

Two years have passed like a fly, Mo Cong's height has grown a head taller, and the young man's handsome face has a little more mature atmosphere. At this time, Mo Cong had entered the most critical moment of the physical cultivation stage. Once he enters the advanced stage of physical cultivation, it means that Mo Cong will not be able to decide the winner with just one punch and one kick as before, and he needs to study the tricks at this time. However, there is no fixed move in the Martial Arts Continent, and everyone has to comprehend the moves according to the ** they have cultivated and their own attributes. In this way, the first move realized by a person who practices martial arts is particularly important.

Swimming back to the shore, Mo Cong found that the flat and smooth stone he used to practice was much shorter than his body, and because he had always meditated and practiced on it in the past, the stone had sunk deeply, obviously a few inches lower than the surrounding stones, so that a large stone paved in the water became a place of joy for fish.

Disturbed by Mo Cong, a group of small fish that had originally gathered in one place quickly dispersed, and when they realized that there was no danger, they all gathered together in one place. These inch-long little fish swim back and forth, moving lightly, swiftly and powerfully, and sending and receiving them freely.

"Hey, these guys swim pretty fast!"

Mo Cong was fascinated, and kept gesturing with his hands, imitating the movements of the fish in the water.

"Settle the matter quickly!"

Shouting out the last two words, Mo Cong suddenly jumped ashore, imitating the movements of the fish in the water, lifting a trace of internal qi, and punching dozens of punches in an instant, the pale yellow energy that burst out of the young man's fist spread irregularly along the direction of the fist, and wherever the power went, the grass broke and the trees broke.

"Hmm!

Mo Cong was almost stunned by what he had done, looking at the messy flowers and plants around him, and then at his fist, a smug smile bloomed on the corner of his mouth. In this way, a trick in Mo Cong's life came into being.

"But what's the name?"

Mo Cong pondered intently, pondering how to give a decent name to the trick he had realized, but he didn't know that from the moment he made the gesture, there was a pair of eyes in the jungle that were secretly staring at him.

"What is this guy doing?

The guy hiding in the woods saw that Mo Cong was bare-bare and wore a pair of iron rings on his feet, and the gauntlets that Ying Bao had given him were clinging to his arms, which looked like tattoos on his upper arms from a distance, and his hair was unkempt, and his dignity was no different from that of a wild man. was secretly watched, but Mo Cong didn't know it, he felt that the tricks he had realized seemed to lack any shortcomings, so he squatted on the shore and continued to watch a group of small fish in the water.

A trace of coldness swept through his body, and the boy shivered all over his body, and when the "little worm" between his legs turned upwards twice, it turned into a straight and upright small wooden stick. The young man hurriedly covered his lower body with his hands, turned around and saw a very large and bright wildflower, and said with a wicked smile on his face: "Give you some fat"

The boy pinched his waist with his hands and held his belly up, letting the excess water in his body flow outward, and the liquid glistened in the harsh midday sun.

"Damn! dare to urinate in front of this princess, and so casually" The guy hiding in the woods was already furious, gritting his teeth and cursing in his heart, and suddenly she felt that this was an out-and-out insult, because Mo Cong, who was already fourteen years old, had grown fine fluff on the little worm

"Rogues"

The fellow in the woods couldn't stand it, so he jumped up suddenly, waved the staff in his hand, and said something in his mouth, and the tip of the staff flashed a point of light that was more dazzling than the sun, and then a red flame burst out

"Oops!"

Mo Cong has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his reaction is extremely sharp, and he just urinated halfway, and suddenly felt a vicious wind rushing towards him with hot Lang, and he didn't have time to see what the situation was, so he hurriedly dodged.

Even though Mo Cong practiced the "snake movement" that his master suffered and his body was neat, he didn't expect that the flame exploded in the place where he jumped away just now, although it didn't burn him, but it smoked him black, and his eyes couldn't stop crying.

"Who?"

Mo Cong closed his eyes twice, barely opened a gap, and saw a black-robed man standing not far away, with a black cloak, a black hat on his head, and a black veil on his face.

"Is this a ghost?" Mo Cong was startled, stabilized his mind and gritted his teeth and scolded: "Even if you are a ghost, Lao Tzu wants you to fight." ”

After speaking, the young man was naked, running towards the black-robed man like a tiger and wolf, Mo Cong's body was like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he flew a whirlwind kick, kicked off the staff in the black-robed man's hand, and used the trick he had just realized

In the face of Mo Cong's almost savage attack, the black-robed man was stunned, she never expected that this little savage would be so strong in combat. But she couldn't wait to be beaten, without the staff in her hand, she could only dodge again and again, fortunately, her figure was not slow, and she dodged Mo Cong's several punches for a while, but unexpectedly, Mo Cong finally left a hand, did not punch, but grabbed her wrist, pinned to her back, she only felt a sore shoulder, grinning in pain, and did not want Mo Cong's feet to be swept again, and the black-robed man fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Mo Cong bared his white teeth and smiled weirdly. The young man pressed the black-robed man's spine with one knee, making him unable to move, and threw out his hands to throw the sharp black hat out of the distance, picked up the long hair on the back of her head, and said with a smug face: "Tell me quickly, who are you and why did you sneak attack me?"

was grabbed by Mo Cong's hair, and the black-robed man's neck was upturned, and he let out a painful scream, but this person was quite dignified, and he was obviously subdued, but he gritted his teeth and said: "I just don't say it, you rascal." ”

"Is it a girl?"

Smelling such a slender and soft voice, Mo Cong was stunned, and then let go of her hair, ripped off the veil on her face, and looked sideways. Sure enough, the black-robed man who was pressed under him was a girl who was about the same age as herself, and at this moment her expression was painful, and her big eyes were spewing flames.

"Yuan, it's really a girl, yes, I'm sorry!" Mo Cong was incoherent, and he didn't know what he said, so he ran to the shore and got dressed indiscriminately.

"It's useless to apologize, you rascal!"

The girl shook her messy hair, took off her tattered black cloak, gritted her teeth and groped for her magic wand on the ground, seeing that the posture was very likely to have a life-and-death battle with Mo Cong.

"This is what you're looking for!" Mo Cong shook the things in his hand and smiled proudly.

"Give it back to me!" The girl stretched out her hand angrily, looking at Mo Cong who was dressed, she was a little puzzled, and said in amazement: "You, you are not a wild man!"

"How can I be a savage, who are you? As soon as you come out, you will make me look like this! Fortunately, I hid in time, or you would have killed me." Mo Cong pointed to his charred hair and was quite glad, but he didn't know that his face was pitch black and smelled of burnt.

As he spoke, Mo Cong looked at the girl in front of him carefully, took off the black cloak, the girl was wearing a pink dress, she looked delicate and cute, with a big bead hanging around her neck, and a pair of big eyes, which were as shining as the beads. Based on the girl's dress and appearance, Mo Cong felt that this girl did not look like an ordinary child, so he asked, "Which lady are you? Why are you here? Tell you that there are wild beasts in this forest, which is very dangerous." ”

"You don't need to remind me!" The girl was arranging the hair that had been scratched by Mo Cong with her hands, and when she looked at the few locks of broken hair in her hands, her face was very unhappy, and she asked rhetorically, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"My name is Mo Cong, and I'm here to practice," Seeing the girl throwing those few strands of broken hair in the air, Mo Cong also felt guilty, slowly walked to the girl's side, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, I shot a little heavy just now, you are fine!"

"It's useless to apologize, it's still so rude to girls" The girl seemed to have just noticed that Mo Cong's face was black and his hair was unkempt, and his head, which was originally raised high, slowly lowered it again, and asked weakly: "You, you're okay, are you?"

"I'm fine, here you go!" Mo Cong casually looked at himself, reached out and handed the girl's staff over, and said with a smile: "What's your name? If I knew you were a girl, I wouldn't have seen you like you." ”

"Me?" The girl took back the staff and looked at Mo Cong sideways, she found that the boy in front of her was very friendly, and not as hateful as she thought, so she was also unguarded, and hesitated for a moment and said, "My name is Ling Xian'er, and I am from the distant magic kingdom. ”

"Magic Kingdom?" Mo Cong stared at the girl in front of him with wide eyes, he felt a little incredible, "You, you just used magic?"

"That's right!"

Mo Cong unconsciously reached out and touched Ling Xian'er's face, and said to himself: "Meat whirring, isn't it any different!"

"Go!" Ling Xian'er frowned, slapped the back of Mo Cong's hand, and scolded, "It's very rude to touch a girl's face casually. ”

"I heard that the people of the Magic Kingdom are all fleshless and bloodless," Mo Cong smirked, looked around again, and saw that there was no one else except Ling Xian'er, so he looked at Ling Xian'er in a daze, and said: "The Magic Kingdom is far away from here, how did you come here, are you alone?"

"Uh, I" Hearing this, Ling Xian'er blinked a few times quickly, a pair of big eyes also turned quickly, and then fell into deep thought, silently brewing emotions in her heart, her face became more and more heavy, and she sighed for a long time: "Alas, I am so pitiful, I rushed here by boat a few days ago, I wanted to visit a friend, who knew that the ship was about to arrive, but there was a big storm on the sea, the ship capsized, I finally grabbed a wooden box, and floated in the sea for three days and three nights, and fortunately floated to the shore" As she spoke, Ling Xian'er half-squinted, pretending to look like she was in the clouds, and asked, "Is this the Martial Arts Continent?"

"I was just a little angry. Mo Cong thought to himself, scratched his head and said, "Well, this is the Wulin Continent." However, you said that when you encounter a strong wind, there is the sea behind this snow-capped mountain, and the weather has been very good recently, and there are no major storms!"

"This guy is really tough. ”

"Well, this" Ling Xian'er muttered for a long time, and said very unhappily, "I'm talking about tornadoes, the kind that blow in the sea, and you can't feel it on land." ”

What is a tornado! Mo Cong had never seen a tornado, and said with a frown:

"That's the case, then you are really pitiful, you said you came to see your friend, who is your friend?" Mo Cong flashed a pair of big eyes, and he was a little interested in this girl.

"He" Ling Xian'er raised his eyes and looked at the sky, with infinite longing in his eyes, his cheeks were slightly red, and he said shyly: "His name is Poison Dragon Zhi." ”

"Poisonous Dragon Zhi!" Mo Cong's dark face showed a mouthful of white teeth, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"You know him?"

"Of course, we are good friends," Mo Cong thought for a while and said, "How do you know Poison Dragon Zhi?"

"Actually, I've never seen him before, well, I heard my father say that he looks different, so I just came to see how he is different from others!"

"Who is Father?"

Knowing that she had said something wrong, Ling Xian'er stared, opened her mouth wide, and looked at Mo Cong for a long time.

"What's wrong with you? Who are you called Father?" Mo Cong had never dealt with the royal family, so he naturally didn't know what the little girl's father was talking about, so he couldn't help but ask again.

Ling Xian'er's eyes widened, "This guy didn't understand, hehe!" Ling Xian'er was secretly happy in her heart, cleared her throat, and explained indiscriminately: "I was thinking about things just now, as for my father, he is a relative of my family, and he is the most amazing magician in our magic kingdom, don't ask so much, if you know Poison Dragon Zhi, you might as well take me to see him, I will thank you." ”

"That's easy, you wait for me, I'll wash my hair, Sister Bao made me mess up the hair style!"

Looking at Mo Cong's back, Ling Xian'er suddenly felt dizzy, accompanied by a wave of nausea. Originally, she hadn't eaten for two days, and just now she had a fight with Mo Cong, Ling Xian'er's physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and it was particularly painful to squat on the ground. A violent retching caused a strange thought to flash through Ling Xian'er's mind.

"Mo Cong!"

"Eh, oops!" Mo Cong turned his head and found Ling Xian'er squatting on the ground with a painful face, as if there were tears in his eyes, he hurriedly ran over and asked softly, "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"I" Ling Xian'er retched again, and she felt dizzy, raised her head and looked at Mo Cong, a red cloud flew on her painful face, and said shyly: "I, am I going to have a child" After speaking, Ling Xian'er lowered her head, and her face became even redder.

"You, you're married at such a young age!" Mo Cong's face was full of astonishment, he couldn't have imagined that such a delicate and lovely girl would be someone's daughter-in-law

"What are you pretending to be stupid!" Ling Xian'er glared at Mo Cong angrily, the corners of her mouth twitched aggrievedly, and she choked up: "I heard Xiaoyu say that if a man strips naked and lies on a woman, a woman will give birth to a child, didn't you just do that?"

"Huh?

Mo Cong had never considered this kind of thing, and he didn't know much about Ling Xian'er's words, but looking at Ling Xian'er's painful expression, Mo Cong also felt that the matter was a bit serious.