Mo Lingkong returned to the mountain very excitedly, only trying to calm down when he was about to step through the door, originally he wanted to tell the master about this happy event, but thinking of some ill-intentioned people he was very unfriendly, he decided to keep a low profile.

Xiao Dong saw his bandaged left hand and hurriedly asked what was going on.

Mo Lingkong knew that Xiao Dong was very jealous of Tsing Yi Suyun, so he just lied and said that he accidentally drew it, Xiao Dong looked at the sword in his right hand suspiciously, and remembered that Gongzi's swordsmanship in the past month was not perfect, but he was very proficient, and he didn't get it at the beginning, but now he can do this.

Don't look at her usually not very smart, but her mind is still delicate.

Just about to find out, Mo Lingkong scolded with a smile and told her to prepare face wash, and then go to eat and come back.

After eating, Mo Lingkong took a hot bath comfortably.

Leaning on the edge of the bathtub and stroking that wound, Mo Lingkong recalled today's duel with Su Yun, and felt good, although he also knew that Su Yun did not have the intention of killing, but he also invested seven or eight out of ten.

It's just that this gamble always has to pay a little price, remembering that the last time he was injured, it was on the battlefield of the Umeng, this is the second time in Mo Lingkong's life, but the gain is great.

Compared to the eldest brother who fought on the battlefield at the age of fourteen, he really looks very weak.

Early the next morning, Mo Lingkong still walked down the mountain as always, but stayed with Yunqing in Guanyuntai for a while, and it was not until Xiaodong sent his lunch that he went down to the foot of the mountain with enough food and drink.

Yun Qing asked him in confusion for a long time, but he didn't know what this junior brother was doing.

Suspiciously tempted Mo Lingkong, whether he was about to catch up with him.

On the same day, the top of the cloud picking peak compared the two sword techniques of Fengyun to each other, and he had succeeded to the point of breaking through, and he was only a millimeter away from the second realm.

Mo Lingkong went down the mountain with a smile and continued to watch the clouds, the light cloud that appeared yesterday seemed much thicker and larger today.

The subtlety of this Cangyun Jue lies in the fact that Yun Sheng can only see himself, Mo Lingkong's concentrated appearance, in the eyes of others, he is like a fool, there is nothing in the sky, what to stare at, this is the common perception of the villagers of the fishing village passing by.

Due to the big battle between this strange young man and the girl in Tsing Yi yesterday, there were many onlookers who came to watch at the bottom of the mountain today, Mo Lingkong was so annoyed that he had to turn to the depths and continue to follow the footsteps of the cloud.

After another half a month, the clouds finally blended into nature, joined the mountain clouds, and became a real cloud that others could see.

With a solid foundation, he had to stay in Guanyuntai.

Yun Qing stepped into the second realm with half a foot, and still stayed with Mo Lingkong for half a month, this time, at the end of the year, he finally broke through, and for seven years, Yun Qing was promoted.

This is a very long time for him, but he reached the second realm of Cangyun Jue at a young age, and he has been regarded as a prodigy, after all, how many people can't rise for more than ten years, and even have no chance for a lifetime.

This seems a bit contradictory, but there is no doubt that Yun Qing's weight among his peers has risen a lot.

The New Year of the Cangyun Sword Sect was very heavy, the red lanterns were hung on both sides of the entire mountain ladder, the golden ribbon stretched from the gate to the peak, and each disciple changed into festive new clothes, which was very lively, and shared the happy events of the year with his partners.

Leng Yue Jianzun came back with his master brother, just in time for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, and this grand annual meeting could be regarded as a reception for them.

The seven masters looked very happy, the grand banquet was lined up in front of the cloud hall, and the hall was full of the aroma of rice wine blended and brewed by the eighteen streams of Cangyun Mountain, which made people intoxicated, and the aroma of various dishes was fragrant.

Under the leadership of Zheng Yunci, the disciples took turns to toast to the masters at each table.

Mo Lingkong was arranged in the first row, and in the past two months, he has been very familiar with many senior brothers and sisters, such as Princess Xiangyun who was sitting on Zheng Yunci's left hand.

Her Royal Highness the Princess, dressed in purple and minimizing flashy decorations, still has an extraordinary temperament and is known as the real national color and fragrance. The silver ribbon couldn't bind the green silk on his head, the waves generally rippled behind the slender man, and the excessively delicate melon seed face, with a little flush, fascinated Mo Lingkong, and quickly turned his head and raised the wine glass to touch the senior brother at the next table, raised his neck, and a glass of wine went down his stomach, but the next moment it sprayed out again, and the senior brother opposite wiped the wine on his face with an angry face, and turned around in the apology of Mo Lingkong's violent cough and flushed face.

Several senior sisters at the same table smiled from ear to ear, and the only thing that stood out was the disdainful eyes of the senior brother.

Mo Lingkong was even more embarrassed, but he no longer ran away, and his face kept red, which covered up the real unspeakable.

Originally, Her Royal Highness the princess was going back to the palace to reunite with her father and queen mother, but when she heard that person was in the palace, she deliberately did not leave.

When Mo Lingkong returned to the house, he was already a little drunk, Xiao Dong washed him up, and fell asleep.

In the dream, he had a very tangled dream, so that he woke up in boundless guilt, and his mouth was dry, and he got up to find water to drink, but he tripped over the teapot on the table.

Xiao Dong hurriedly got up and lit the lamp, re-fetched water and gave Mo Lingkong a glass, and was about to go to sleep in a daze.

Mo Lingkong hugged her, stood quietly for a long time, and finally fell asleep again in Xiaodong's leisurely body fragrance.

Xiao Dong was short of breath and his face was flushed, and he helped Mo Lingkong to the bed and fled back to the house in a hurry.

Although I don't know how many times I have had physical contact with Childe, it has never been as exaggerated as it is today.

hugged her tightly, making her breathless, and her hot face squeezed her face, and Xiao Dong's heart was about to jump out.

Xiao Dong, who couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, finally met the dawn in Mo Lingkong's snoring.

When I got up in a daze and prepared to wash my face, I saw that Mo Lingkong's bed was empty, but it still exuded a little residual warmth.

New year, new atmosphere, the air on the first day of the new year is different, Mo Lingkong climbed up the half of the ice platform of the cloud peak with difficulty, and there was a faint red halo in the gray sky, that was the first sunrise of the new year.

Thinking of yesterday's absurdity, he took a deep breath, carried the not deep internal strength, and exhaled heavily, feeling a lot more comfortable.

Facing the mountain wind that was not sharp in the early morning but was very refreshing, Mo Lingkong calculated the sword technique and the Heart Sutra in his heart, trying to resist the cold air.

Han Chengfeng didn't know when he stood behind him, his true qi guided Mo Lingkong's internal strength, constantly washing his muscles and veins, a warm true qi was running around his body, and Mo Lingkong was as comfortable as being in a hot spring.

When he opened his eyes, the sun had leaned its new red face against the clouds, glowing and beginning a duel with the cold and snow.

It's just that no matter how hard the sun tries, the ice peaks on the top of this mountain remain unmoved.

Mo Lingkong was caught by Han Chengfeng to cook porridge in the yard, this is his specialty, Han Chengfeng is also good at this, after two months of grinding and hard foaming, Mo Lingkong exchanged this unique skill for a small plantain, which was hung as a victory and dried by the door number under the eaves, which became the capital to show off with the senior brothers.

It's just that Master is addicted to eating this laba porridge, and he can't wait for a bowl every day, so that Mo Lingkong often falls into the trouble of collecting ingredients such as walnuts, pine nuts, milk tan, persimmons, and chestnuts, but who calls him an apprentice.

This eight-treasure porridge pays attention to a heat, the so-called more points are paste, and less points are light, which is directly related to the taste, but Mo Lingkong is the only one who does this handy.

On the small wooden table in the courtyard, the master and apprentice each drank a bowl of porridge and snorted, without a little chivalrous demeanor at all, Mo Lingkong himself is also a casual person, he has been with Han Chengfeng for a long time, and he has gradually become raunchy, he really deserves to be a master and apprentice.

The green grapefruit that had been beaten by Mo Lingkong for a long time finally hung on the branches, and Mo Lingkong bet that the flesh inside was very full, and it was clear to look at the branches that were dragged down.

It's just that no matter how soft and hard he is, he was slapped down by Han Chengfeng on the head and in the face, and he had to get out of the small courtyard.

No, the porridge in the bowl hadn't been drunk yet, and he even crawled out of the courtyard gate, and there was Han Cheng's angry voice behind him: "The little rabbit cub is not dead!"

Mo Lingkong returned to his room in a daze, and saw Xiao Dong putting the steaming meal on the table, while the person fell asleep on the table.

Mo Lingkong casually took off the cloak on the wall, gently covered Xiao Dong, and ate half a bowl of rice before he picked up his sword and went down to Guanyuntai.

The Master's guidance in the morning benefited him a lot, and his heart was warm, and he felt that he had endless strength, and he did not meditate on the clouds, but only danced his sword in the wind, and his body danced with it, like a drunken immortal wandering in the void.

The first time he gave birth to sword intent, looking at the faint small inch of sword light emerging, Mo Lingkong was surprised inexplicably, he never felt that he was a genius who could understand it at one point, but he was a talent who could understand it two or three times.

However, if others knew that he was thinking, they would never think that he was modest, but that he was showing off.

It was easy to go up to the cloud platform, which simply made Yun Qingdu very annoyed, this junior brother was too rebellious.

Not to mention the other senior brothers and sisters who were struggling to find and couldn't get in, they had to play a sword move thoroughly. If they knew that Mo Lingkong had comprehended the sword intent and gave birth to the sword at this moment, they would definitely drop their jaws, this was a once-in-a-century experience, and compared to the cultivation process of several masters, they didn't know how many times faster.

Seeing that the four sects of the ten years have only been in martial arts for two years, all the disciples of the Cangyun Sword Sect are practicing hard, just waiting for that day to be a blockbuster, even if they get a good ranking and have more opportunities to be cultivated.

Before Mo Lingkong could recover from the shock, he heard someone walking down the ladder, listening to the sparse footsteps, there were not a few people.

Mo Lingkong turned his head, and saw the arrogant senior brother, the other party naturally found him, his chest straightened, and he walked over and sneered: "Senior Brother Lingkong is really a genius from heaven, he has come to the second layer of the first realm in just two months, and he is about to catch up with Senior Brother I." ”

This is clearly a boast, in fact, he is boasting, although this person's conduct is not very good, but the talent is really good, I still remember that he climbed the cloud viewing platform for twenty-seven days a month, and cultivated the second layer of the first realm, which was another legend of the entire sect second only to the senior brother Zheng Yunci, at that time, he greatly increased his face, and then broke through the first realm within a year, and climbed to the second realm, which made people jealous and red-eyed.

I don't know if it's because of pride, he who took a rocket to the second realm, but he circled on the first floor of the second realm, and in the past two years, there has been no progress, and he is also a person who has no perseverance, so he began to wander down, with a few smiling people, bullying many junior disciples who entered later.

Several sword venerables were perfunctory to the prime minister's face that had not yet been torn, and it was better for his family to have a pus, anyway, Gao Yuan had already reached the second realm, and it was not considered to have insulted the reputation of the Cangyun Sword Sect, the best of both worlds, so they turned a blind eye and waited for the five-year period to expire, and then sent him down the mountain.

Mo Lingkong didn't want to tear his face with him now, as the saying goes, a good man doesn't suffer losses in front of him, Mo Lingkong, who has suffered losses, is very sensible, and said with a dry smile: "Compared to Senior Brother Gao, Senior Brother is indeed far behind, in fact, my second layer is not stable at all, I have to go to the foot of the mountain to consolidate it, if Senior Brother has nothing else, I will leave first." ”

Gao Yuan looked at Mo Lingkong's actions, his vanity was greatly satisfied, the weather on the first day of the new year was good, and he was in a good mood, so he waved his hand and said: "Senior brother can come on, in two years, the four factions will be martial, don't lose the face of our Cangyun Sword Sect when the time comes." ”

Mo Lingkong smiled and said: "With the senior brother here, which round of the junior brother is disgraced, the senior brother will definitely crush and win the championship all the way and become famous all over the world." ”

Gao Yuan didn't doubt him, and he didn't care if he had that ability, he laughed even more heartily, he didn't care what Mo Lingkong was thinking, in short, he was very happy to be able to bully Mo Lingkong. The people behind him naturally had the same heart as him, and they also laughed.

Mo Lingkong also smiled awkwardly and went down the mountain, thinking that with my senior brother in front of me to lose face, I naturally had no chance. And if he knew that he was on the second floor of a month, he didn't know if he would be able to laugh or not.

Lifting his sword and going down the mountain, he glanced at the village by the lake from a distance, Mo Lingkong's mind turned sharply, and he suddenly laughed evilly, and strode towards the lake......