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Mo Wensheng took Mo Xiaoyu home, and after returning home, he immediately asked Mo Xiaoyu when he learned the spell and who he learned it from.
Mo Xiaoyu couldn't say clearly, and finally pushed everything on the robber, saying that he met an old man at the bottom of the cliff, and the old man gave him some pills, and he learned spells when he woke up.
Mo Wensheng obviously didn't believe his son's words, and wanted to ask Mo Xiaoyu, at this time Li Lanhua hugged his son and said:
"My son can use spells, which means that he can worship in the fairy gate, you are not happy for your son, you are always here to ask questions, son, leave him alone, tell my mother, what it feels like to know spells. ”
Just when the family of three was chatting, there was a boiling noise outside the courtyard, and Mo Wensheng opened the door to take a look, and found that the people in the village were holding all kinds of things and were waiting outside.
"Folks, what are you?"
The village chief came over, handed over a basket of eggs, and said with a smile:
"Brother, when did Xiao Yu learn the spell, are you going to send him to the Loose Cultivation Guild?"
Mo Wensheng sighed and said:
"I can't go, you don't know, if you want to join the casual cultivation union, you have to tattoo one hundred taels of silver for the entrance fee, and twenty taels for the tuition fee every month, let alone one hundred taels in our family, you can't take out one tael, and all the money is used for the child's treatment." ”
After hearing this, the village chief reached out and took out a silver ticket from his pocket, on which was written twenty taels.
"Brother, we are all members of the Mo family, I have saved this money over the years, you take it first, and when I turn around, I will mobilize the people in the village to donate money to the children, our Mo family has never appeared a monk with spiritual roots, and now it has appeared, which means that our Mo family is going to rise." ”
Mo Wensheng trembled and took the village chief's silver ticket, and sent the village chief away with tears in his eyes
Seeing that his father was only in his forties, and the silver thread on his head appeared, Mo Xiaoyu felt very worried, although he was not Mo Wensheng's biological child, but he could feel Mo Wensheng and Li Lanhua's love and love for him, so he vowed to take care of them and protect them like his biological parents.
After the village chief and they all left, Mo Wensheng handed over the twenty taels of silver to Li Lanhua and asked her to take care of it, and tomorrow he took Xiao Yu to the Scattered Cultivation College in Qingshan Town to see if it was enough to see if it was qualified.
At this time, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly spoke:
"Dad, I don't want to join the Scattered Cultivation Guild, I want to cultivate by myself first, and after a period of cultivation, it's not too late to join. ”
Mo Wensheng was stunned for a moment, this child is thirteen years old, since he was a child, he has never objected to his opinion, it seems that the child has really grown up, so let him be.
In the following days, Mo Xiaoyu lived a very comfortable life, although he was not a big fish and meat every day, but often the village chief and uncle would send some meat, which was already a good day in a barren mountain village.
Almost another three months have passed, Mo Xiaoyu's fireball technique has been perfected, and his cultivation has a vague feeling of breaking through to the second order of qi refining, and Mo Xiaoyu can feel that as long as he breaks through the second order of qi refining, he will be able to comprehend the water spirit root, because he found that the water spirit root in his body has been about to move.
"Brother Mo, Brother Mo, something is wrong, those robbers are here again. ”
Just when Mo Xiaoyu and his family were eating, the village chief hurriedly ran in, and when he heard the village chief's words, Mo Xiaoyu immediately rushed out, but as soon as he ran to the entrance of the village, he saw more than a dozen robbers blocking the entrance of the village, carrying bright steel knives, and staring at the villagers of Qingshan Village opposite.
Standing in front of the robber was a young man of twenty years old, dressed in white, with a folding fan in his hand, and was beating the folding fan while listening to the robber next to him tell him about what happened three months ago.
At the end, the young man laughed.
"You can't even deal with a child, what kind of robber are you!"
"Big brother, that kid knows magic. ”
When the young man heard this, he was immediately happy, and with a wave of his right hand, the folding fan in his hand flew out, and the folding fan spread out in the air, spun, and flew towards a villager in Qingshan Village, and saw a flash of light in front of the fan, and a villager's head fell to the ground.
"Ahh
More than 20 villagers didn't expect that the young man who looked polite and polite would suddenly make a move, and as soon as he made a move, he cut off the person's head, and they all retreated in fright, and at this time, Mo Xiaoyu happened to come, and when he saw the young man hurting someone, he immediately jumped out, pointed at the young man and shouted:
"Ghost baby, don't hurt anyone!"
"Big brother, big brother, it's him, it's him who burned my second brother to death with a fireball. ”
The robber leader pointed at Mo Xiaoyu, his eyes were a little frightened, for fear that Mo Xiaoyu would suddenly go berserk and burn him to death!
"Boy, looking at your appearance, you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, I don't know what school you are learning from?"
The young man's name is Xu Yue, he is a member of the Xu family in Qingshan Town, and he is a third-order cultivator of qi refining, he can see at a glance that Mo Xiaoyu has already refined qi at the first order, and he is about to refine qi to the second order, so he thinks that Mo Xiaoyu must be a disciple of a certain sect, and it is not easy to offend.
Who would have thought that Mo Xiaoyu actually said that he cultivated by himself, and there was no sect or sect, now Xu Yue was relieved, since there was no sect, then there was no concern.
"Okay, good, for the sake of your confession, then I'll give you a face, you kill yourself, and I'll spare the lives of the rest of you in Qingshan Village. ”
"I, you killed the people of our village for no reason, and you are still here to speak out, and today I will pull you even if I die. ”
"Fireball, fireball, fireball!"
Mo Xiaoyu threw out three fireballs in a row, and the three fireballs flew towards Xu Yue from three different directions at the same time.
Looking at the fireball technique performed by Mo Xiaoyu, each one was the size of a grinding plate, Xu Yue was taken aback, such a big fireball, it was the first time he had seen it, but Xu Yue was just surprised, not afraid, because he was a water spirit root, how could water be afraid of fire!
"Water Wall Technique!"
As soon as Xu Yue raised his hand, he arranged a wall of water in front of him, and saw three large fireballs smashing into the water wall one after another, emitting white smoke one after another, and the fireballs were extinguished, and Xu Yue's water wall was also burned to the point that only a water curtain remained.
"Water archery. ”
Xu Yue put away the water curtain and raised his hand to shoot a water arrow, Mo Xiaoyu wanted to dodge away, but the speed was not enough, and he was hit by the water arrow on his left arm, and suddenly a pain came out of his arm.
"Humph!"
Xu Yue snorted coldly, and shot three water arrows one after another, and Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly responded to the battle, and also shot three fireballs, but unfortunately the fireball did not block the water arrow, and was penetrated by the water arrow, however, the power of the water arrow that passed through the fireball was also reduced a lot, and hitting Mo Xiaoyu did not make Mo Xiaoyu too seriously injured, but Mo Xiaoyu felt that his spiritual power was no longer enough, so he could only shoot another fireball.
Xu Yue saw that Mo Xiaoyu no longer had spiritual power, and there was still a small half of the spiritual power in his body, so he waved his hand and signaled that the bandit leader could start acting.
When the robber leader saw it, he immediately led the people to rush to the crowd, and for a while, there were wails, shouts, begging for mercy, and miserable screams wafting back and forth in the sky above Qingshan Village.