I have to say that Lei Luo's efficiency is quite good, it only took less than half a day for him to rent a house not far from the martial arts academy, and everything used in life is available, although the place is not big, but the environment is quiet and elegant, and the previous place is still superior.

Everything was arranged, and when night fell, the three of them said goodbye to Xue Ling and returned to the martial arts courtyard.

These days, many disciples who participated in the examination arrived every day, and the martial arts courtyard, which was quite empty before, suddenly became a lot more bustling, and even after nightfall, there were still many figures walking around.

In front of the small courtyard, the three of them were about to push the door in, but they saw a deacon disciple running in a hurry and gave them a slight salute: "Three senior brothers, the court supervisor is invited." ”

Dao Yuan thought about it in his heart, and said politely: "Senior Brother Lao will lead the way." ”

Following the disciple, the three of them walked through the rows of houses and flowers to Mo Yuantai's residence, and through the open window lattice, they saw him frowning slightly, staring at the candle on the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

"My lord, the three senior brothers of Daoyuan are here. Standing at the door, the deacon disciple respectfully replied.

"Let them in, you go and get busy. ”

"Yes. The deacon disciple agreed, made a gesture of invitation to the three of them, and then turned to leave.

This room was very large, and it was the place where Mo Yuantai handled the affairs of the academy, and on the bookshelf behind him, there were the rosters and materials of the disciples who had come from all over the place to participate in this examination.

"I don't know what advice the master of the academy has summoned his disciples to come. After the salute, Dao Yuan asked calmly.

Seeming to be very satisfied with Dao Yuan's attitude of not being humble or arrogant but very respectful, Mo Yuantai waved his finger and pointed to the chair next to him, and said with a smile: "Sit down and say." ”

If this move fell in the eyes of the other disciples of the Martial Academy, it would definitely be extremely shocking, and the disciples who could make the Mo Academy Supervisor treat him like this were only a handful of disciples in the entire First Martial Academy.

After carefully examining the bodies of the three of them, Mo Yuantai's face slowly became surprised, and he said in disbelief: "I received the news that you were seriously injured by a sneak attack today, but now your complexion is not only not sluggish, but very good, which is strange......"

The three of them heard the concern in his mouth, and their hearts were secretly grateful. Dao Yuan said respectfully: "There is Lao Mo's old concern, but ...... We're fine now. ”

Mo Yuantai nodded slightly and did not speak again.

Seeing that he didn't ask why he and the others had recovered from his injury, Dao Yuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard that you injured someone in order to save a girl?" Mo Yuantai asked as he looked at Hu Lie.

"It is true. Hu Lie nodded and said, "I don't know where you learned about it?"

Mo Yuantai smiled slightly: "In this city, there are really not many things I don't know. After a pause, he added, "Do you know the identity and background of the person you injured?"

Hu Lie said: "The disciple knows that the identity of that person is not ordinary, but if I choose again, the disciple will still make a move! Bullying a weak female streamer, such a person, if you don't kill him, it's already cheap." ”

"Helping the needy is what my generation of martial arts practitioners should do, you are not wrong about this, but ...... Still a little reckless. Mo Yuantai looked at him with some appreciation, and his tone was slightly worried: "That kid is a descendant of the Fang family of the Eight Great Families, although it is a partial house and his status in the family is not high, but it is not something that anyone can move casually, and now that he is abolished by you, even if it is for the sake of face, the Fang family will not give up easily." ”

Hu Lie laughed: "If you were afraid, the disciple would not have made a move at that time." ”

Dao Yuan Zhengse said: "Since Mo Lao knows about this, he must also know the girl's life experience, she was originally the daughter of Xue Cheng, the messenger of the Holy Emperor City, and she has been blind since she was a child, and now the Xue messenger is killed in Yunxiao City, leaving her alone to live a difficult life." On that day, Messenger Xue had helped our Haiyuan Master, and the disciple had never forgotten this affection. Now, his only daughter is being bullied, and how can we stand idly by? ”

"Putting aside this relationship, even if it is an unknown person, we will not sit idly by and turn a blind eye, just like you just said, helping the poor and saving the distress is what we should do, otherwise, what is the use of learning martial arts?!"

Lei Luo smiled: "What the boss said is right, if it were me, it would definitely be heavier than a mallet! Damn, bullying an unarmed girl's family, this kind of goods should not remain in the world! What about the eight major families? It's just a vain name! Since they haven't taught their juniors well, someone will naturally teach them." ”

Mo Yuantai's brows furrowed even deeper, and he said half-loudly: "In short, you should be careful in the future, the identity of the disciple of the First Martial Academy is not useful to anyone, even if they don't come openly, they will definitely send someone to make a secret move." Now that I will try it soon, you better not go out casually, Brother Xiao entrusted you to me, I don't want to be difficult to explain to him in the future. ”

Dao Yuan got up and arched his hand: "Thank you Mo Lao for your concern, the disciple will be careful." ”

Looking at the backs of the three of them leaving, Mo Yuantai shook his head and smiled bitterly, muttering to himself: "Brother Xiao, these little guys are not fuel-efficient lamps, looking at their appearance, maybe something will happen in the future, you really caused me a lot of trouble......"

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With Mo Yuantai's reminder, although the three of them are not afraid, they are naturally cautious in their actions, after all, their strength is not high now, and they will suffer losses from any aspect of the profound family, and if they are not careful, the consequences will be unimaginable.

In the next few days, in addition to treating Xue Ling, the three of them almost stayed at home, making every effort to consolidate their current cultivation in preparation for the arrival of the exam.

There are so many books here that it would be impossible to read them all, so he had to choose to read them.

Putting a book back on the bookshelf in his hand, Dao Yuan moved his sour body, sighed softly, and looked up at the window, the bright moon was already hanging in the treetops at some point, and it was slowly spreading a cool light, and the night breeze blew into the room through the window, which made his spirit slightly shocked.

Suddenly, some dust rose with the wind and fell in front of him, and his gaze followed.

By the dim candlelight, he saw an old wooden box next to the bookshelf in the corner of the room, with many messy footprints on it, presumably used by some lazy disciples as a ladder, and that it was from where the dust came from.

He walked over and gently lifted the wooden box, just as he was looking for where it was, when it suddenly seemed that there should be something inside, as it was a little different from the weight of the empty box.

The box had a lock, but it seemed to be too long, and the lock had long since disappeared, and when it was slowly opened, several old, yellowed, almost glued books appeared in his eyes.

These books are very thin and have no titles, and at first glance they are the work of a certain senior. He curiously took out a copy and flipped through it, thinking in his heart that the Martial Academy has always attached great importance to the collection of books, why these books seem to have been forgotten, if he didn't happen to see them today, maybe no one would care at all, until they really turned into a mess of waste paper.

After reading a few pages, Dao Yuan couldn't help but laugh dumbly, although there are words and pictures in the book, but the handwriting is sloppy, and the painting style is clumsy, just like a beginner scribbling, people can't understand the content at all, and pick up the rest of the books, the situation is also average.

Just as Dao Yuan was about to put the book back in the box, several familiar lines fell into his eyes with the flickering of the paper, his heart was shocked, and he hurriedly opened the page with the lines drawn, but at a glance, he could immediately determine that the lines drawn on it were almost exactly the same as the lines on the jade pillar he carried.