Soon, Mo Wudao figured out the details of this Jiang Jingyun.

The Jiang family was originally a family in Dazhao Yunmengcheng, and the family background was also solid, because they offended another big family in the city, they were wiped out.

His parents were tragically killed, and Jiang Jingyun, escorted by the guards in the house, fled all the way, and only by chance did he meet Mo Wudao to survive.

If there is no accident in the family, he is the only one who survives now!

The young man's eyes were red and his hatred was monstrous, but he didn't leave a single tear, which made Mo Wudao have to sigh with emotion.

This kid is so old, he has encountered this kind of disaster, and he still holds it all in his heart, and it is very easy to form an unhealthy three views, and there will be problems if he holds it for a long time.

Mo Wudao also introduced his identity to the young man.

But the young man didn't believe it, he just thought he was a charlatan and liar, which made Mo Wudao speechless for a while.

had to perform a while, what kind of bare hands to rub fireballs, void thunder, mind sword and many other means, so that this child believed in Mo Wudao's immortal identity.

"If you want, I can teach you!"

"Master, please accept ······" Jiang Jingyun is also a smart person, and he will immediately apprentice.

Mo Wudao hurriedly stopped the young man who was about to kneel down again, "I can't accept you as an apprentice, but I can recommend you a master, a master who is thousands of times more powerful than me." ”

？？？

The young man looked at him with some suspicion, Mo Wudao smiled and said, "He is my senior brother, the head of the Heavenly Demon Sect. ”

That night, Mo Wudao taught Jiang Jingyun a set of top-level foundation building exercises, and used a lot of elixirs and elixirs to wash the essence of his nephew, temper his muscles and bones, and polish his body······

Jiang Jingyun is not very old, and the strength of his mind is really beyond Mo Wudao's expectations.

Mo Wudao's method of building a foundation is difficult for adults or innate martial artists to bear, but this kid actually gritted his teeth and stood up.

Although he fainted in the end, he finally gathered his qi and opened the light, was reborn, and successfully condensed a breath of true qi in the dantian.

In fact, the elixir in Mo Wudao's hand can even directly make this kid build a foundation overnight, and create an innate master.

But after all, he is a closed disciple of the senior brother, and he can't do that thing that pulls out the seedlings to help them grow!

"Okay, now, tell me how you want to get revenge?"

···

Three days later, Jiang Jingyun took his uncle Mo Wudao to Yunmeng City.

There is no need to deliberately inquire, the streets and alleys are talking about the rich businessman Jiang family, because he offended the Lu family, one of the three major families in Yunmeng City, and was tragically destroyed.

The Jiang family's mansion was also burned down by the Lu family!

In front of the ruins, Jiang Jingyun knelt down on the street, knocked his head more than a dozen times, and then resolutely got up and returned to his uncle.

"Uncle Shi, I'm sorry for you. ”

"Jingyun, have you thought about it?"

Mo Wudao confirmed it again, saw the young man nodding, sighed, and ordered a young man behind him: "Action, the relevant personnel of the Lu family who participated in this operation, no one will be left." ”

"Yes. ”

The young man bowed, then sped away, disappearing into the crowd.

This kid, knowing that he was powerless to take revenge, directly asked Mo Wudao for help.

Mo Wudao contacted the people of Tianji Hall, Da Zhao is the Dao system of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the mortal world, and the power of Tianji Hall is everywhere.

When Mo Wudao took out the token, the Tianji Hall branch of Cloud Dream City did not dare to slack off, and immediately began to make arrangements.

In the middle of the night, most of the people in Yunmeng City fell asleep, but the Lu family's mansion in Yunmeng City was suddenly robbed by a gang of bandits.

These thieves were extremely cruel, not only robbed the Lu family of money and treasures, but even dragged the head of the Lu family out of the bed on the spot, and slaughtered him without saying anything.

Then more than 30 people were found one after another, and they slaughtered them without saying a word, and then walked away.

If someone has a bright head, they will find that these people who were killed were all people who participated in the persecution of the Jiang family.

The top floor of an inn closest to Lufu.

Mo Wudao and Jiang Jingyun stood side by side, Mo Wudao reached out to support the young man who clenched his fists, and his right hand pressed against the back of the young man's heart, and a soft Yuan Shen power penetrated, soothing the young man's trembling heart.

"Jingyun, meditation, meditation ······"

Under Mo Wudao's seemingly magical voice, the young man slowly released his clenched fists and whispered: Father, mother, rest in peace!

Tears overflowed from the boy's eyes.

This tenacious teenager, after taking revenge, finally left tears.

The blood revenge has been avenged, and the knot in the heart has been knotted.

Leaving a bloody unsolved case, Mo Wudao left Yunmeng City with the young man.

The journey to Handan, the national capital, if there is no delay, three days is enough, but the master and nephew have just entered the path of cultivation, and Mo Wudao doesn't want him to be too comfortable.

Along the way, Jiang Jingyun didn't have a chance to ride a horse, usually Mo Wudao rode on a horse, and the young man ran behind him with a load.

At a young age, I was almost crushed by the burden of life!

The foundation at the beginning of initiation is very important, whether it is the polishing of the physical body or the shaping of the will, which is related to the future development prospects of a monk.

And it is also a very lucky thing to be able to meet a famous teacher at the beginning.

Although Mo Wudao has never taught apprentices, he has grown up in Shushan since he was a child, and he has also seen how the Elder Chuangong trains the newly recruited disciples under his disciples.

According to Jiang Jingyun's physical condition, Mo Wudao arranged a very detailed training plan for him.

All the way forward, practice all the way, make the teenager miserable.

But every time he broke through the limit of his body, the indescribable comfort made Jiang Jingyun unable to stop continuing to be abused the next day.

Cultivation is also addictive!

In this way, during the day, he polished his physical limit, and at night, he first soaked in a medicinal bath, and then meditated and practiced qi in the aura circle constructed by Mo Wudao.

From the inside out, the boy began to transform from a mortal to a cultivator.

On this day, which was already the fifth day of the young man's cultivation, Mo Wudao took out a smaller iron sword from the storage ring and threw it to Jiang Jingyun.

"There is a group of robbers on the mountainside in front, who rob passing merchants in the township on weekdays, and do all kinds of evil. ”

Jiang Jingyun looked confused, is this uncle stupid?

I have only been practicing for five days, and although my physical fitness has improved a lot, but...

But at most, he only has the power to bind the chicken, so how can he tell himself to fight those robbers!

I saw Mo Wudao smile unscrupulously, patted the young man's shoulder, and encouraged: "Don't worry, I went to reconnoitre, this group of robbers is just some unpopular guys, and the strongest is just a second-rate master." ”

"But, Uncle Shi, I've only been cultivating for five days, according to what you said, but building a foundation and opening the light, cultivation is only a third-rate level of mortal martial artists, and I don't know how to use a sword!"

"It's okay, just use it. ”

With a wave of his hand, Mo Wudao took off the gravity charm on the young man's body, pulled the young man on, and soon came to the outside of a cave on the mountainside.

Two bandits carrying long knives were patrolling and guarding, and Mo Wudao threw the young man down, "Jingyun, today's goal is to survive under these two little minions first." ”

Jiang Jingyun was almost angry to death, and secretly cursed Mo Wudao, an unscrupulous uncle, in his heart.

The two vigilant bandits suddenly saw an eleven or twelve-year-old kid with a toy-like iron sword appear in front of them, and they were startled, and then they clutched their stomachs and laughed.

"Hahahaha······"

"Hahaha, little brat, are you going the wrong way... What are you doing with that thing in your hand, be careful to cut your own hand!hahaha······"

Jiang Jingyun's immature face darkened, and he glanced back at the unscrupulous uncle who was hiding behind a tree and cheering at him.

The young man sighed, turned his head and raised the sword in his hand, "Bold bandit, this young master is here to do the right thing for heaven today!"

"Acting for the heavens?"

The two bandits were stunned, and then they erupted in even worse ridicule than before, almost laughing themselves to death.

An eleven or twelve-year-old child, although he looks cool, is holding an iron sword the size of a toy at the moment, pointing at two tall bandits, saying that he wants to do the right thing for heaven, how does this look so funny.

Jiang Jingyun sighed lightly again, since Uncle Shi wants to train himself, he can only move forward, not retreat.

There was a hint of tenacity in his eyes, and he spotted one of the bandits and stabbed him hard in the thigh.

Then he was suddenly hit hard in the back of the neck, and he fainted, not knowing whether he had stabbed or not.

When he woke up, he was lying on a soft grass.

Not far in front of him, Uncle Mo Wudao was sitting cross-legged, looking at himself with a smile, touching the back of his neck that was a little painful, Jiang Jingyun sat up.

"Uncle Linglan!"

"Hey, how do you feel?"

"My neck hurts a little, but everything else is okay?" Jiang Jingyun rubbed his neck and asked with some embarrassment: "That..." Uncle Shi, did I get stabbed?"

Mo Wudao chuckled, "Although those two bandits are not masters, they are also people who fought in the shadow of the sword, naturally they will not be attacked by you as a child, and your sword is still twenty centimeters away from the other party, so you were knocked out by someone else's hand knife." ”

Jiang Jingyun rubbed his neck a little depressedly and sat down in front of Mo Wudao.

"Haha, don't be disappointed! I don't hope you can really stab the other party, I just want to see your courage, cultivate well, and in less than ten days, those two bandits will not be your opponents." ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi!"

Staying in this mountain for eight days, and Mo Wudao also began to teach Jiang Jingyun the basic swordsmanship and body technique!

And personally go down to feed the little guy to practice the sword!

On the ninth day, Jiang Jingyun took the initiative to go to the mountainside to find an opponent.

Coincidentally, it was the two robbers on duty before, and this time, Jiang Jingyun was very cautious, but also very confident and proactive.

actually went through more than a dozen tricks with those two bandits.

In the end, after being punched and kicked by the opponent, he successfully left two scary wounds on the opponent's body and retreated.

Although he failed to inflict fatal damage on the opponent, he was victorious.

The main thing is that the teenager builds up self-confidence.

At the age of twelve, Jiang Jingyun's immature face showed a satisfied smile, although the corners of his mouth were blue.

"Uncle Shi, give me two months, and I will be able to exterminate this gang of bandits. ”

"Hmm!"

Mo Wudao nodded in disbelief, but said again: "It's a pity, we can't stay here longer, we have to go to Handan as soon as possible." ”

On this day, Mo Wudao received news from Tianji Hall that the king of Handan, whose life was in danger, and his eight sons had taken the heir, was about to come to an end.