In modern society, few people do this style of giving up.

It’s not because of Mo Mingchuan’s pretending behavior, but because of the rules of the world.

When we meet and salute each other in the world, few people come up to shake hands.

The ghosts in the world are easy to use conspiracy when shaking hands.

Especially Mo Mingchuan, who can tell at a glance, is that even if he practices medicine and palm techniques, no one will shake hands with him easily.

In short, when you walk around the world, you can reach out to hold it when you meet, either provoke or have bad intentions!

Of course, times have changed. Nowadays, there are very few people who pay attention to the world!

If you can act like this, it is obviously still inherited from the old tradition!

Of course, Mo Mingchuan's meaning should be his outer disciple who belongs to the Dafeng Temple, the Jianghu guardian, etc.

Dape Temple was also a top sect among the sects of practice in the past. It was almost comparable to that of the hut Mountain, and it was even better.

However, the disciples of the outer sect of Dabei Temple and the heads of the thatched hut sect like Qingyun are incomparable!

But the same thing... these are the past!

Qingyun's thoughts were lit up and he smiled and said, "It turns out that he is the senior brother of Dafeng Temple. Why do you come here with me, three unworthy disciples?"

Mo Mingchuan looks tough, like an iron tower, but when he smiles at this moment, he gives people a kind and honest feeling.

He reached out and grabbed the back of his head, and smiled: "I'm now making a living in the SIA!

Mr. Luo told me that there were masters on the Thatched Hut Mountain, so I came to visit me!"

Qingyun had long guessed that this person might be a public member, so it is not difficult to guess.

Upon hearing this, Wei Qingyun just smiled: "The distinguished guest is here and is talking here, but he is slow to wait. Please sit down and have a tea!"

As he said that, please sit down and talk.

At the same time, let the disciples prepare tea and entertain guests.

When Zhang Mao and the other two came back, they wanted to say something to Wei Qingyun.

But at this time, he ran over to cook tea and water, and served tea for the two of them diligently.

Mo Mingchuan couldn't help but exclaim: "The famous sects like Maowushan are indeed different. The rules of the disciples under his sect are enviable!"

Of course, he knew the origin of Zhang Mao and other disciples. In just a short time, he was trained to this end and couldn't help but sigh.

Being praised by someone for your disciples is not good to be modest, and it is even worse to be modest.

So Qingyun simply smiled and refused to respond, but changed the topic: "What's the matter with Brother Mo? Is there any official business?"

If it were the outer disciples of the Great Compassion Temple like Mo Mingchuan, they would not be qualified to visit the head of the thatched cottage sect.

Not to mention, it’s like calling brothers and brothers and talking about the truth!

But that is at least an old thing from hundreds of years ago.

Naturally, Qingyun would not be obsessed with this and indulge in boring things like identity.

The reason why I am polite to this Mo Mingchuan is of course because this Mo Mingchuan is of equal strength and is of course very good.

He is also an official identity, and I don’t know why he went up the mountain at this time. If Wei Qingyun still indulged in the past and took airs, he would be too stupid!

After all, everything is about strength.

Who made the spiritual energy dissipate and the laws changed!

The true teachings of Dafeng Temple in the past have probably been dispersed for a long time.

If his thatched hut school had not yet had a cave, how much better would it be?

It is still an external disciple who practices external skills, so the impact is not great!

"I dare not be called such a real person! I have been an instructor in the army for many years and was transferred to the Special Intelligence Bureau the year before yesterday.

Speaking of which, I have already dealt with those monsters many times.

But only the information given by the real person, let me have a detailed understanding of the demon disaster!"

This Mo Mingchuan is obviously an old-fashioned person. Although he is not very old, he is only in his early forties.

But when he heard that Qingyun called him Brother Mo, he still stood up and bowed.

However, Mo Mingchuan looked rough and generous, but he had already explained the matter in a few words, but he was still invisible and had no secrets at all.

But he sat next to Qingyun and felt that the boss was uncomfortable.

It has been at least one or two hundred years since the spiritual energy has dissipated.

The legendary inner doors of Taoism and outer doors of martial arts have long been buried in the dust and old paper with time.

Few people know about Mo Mingchuan.

Even if I have heard of it, I won’t take it seriously!

Originally, I didn’t have much psychological burden when I went up the mountain.

But I don’t know what happened, but I sat next to Qingyun, but the more I sat, the more I felt uncomfortable, as if there were nails on the stone bench under my butt.

There was even a little bit of awe when I saw those senior officials!

Mo Mingchuan is not without seeing the world. He said he was a military instructor, but in fact he even did it.

However, even so, when facing Qingyun, he feels more and more awe and guilty...

How could he know that this is a kind of mental oppression or even psychological suggestion!

As the head of a sect, he naturally has the secret technique of governing his sects.

Of course, there are also ordinary officials, but they are generally exploring it.

Where is the tutor like the one who is a thatched hut leader like Qingyun, which has a thousand years of inheritance and the powerful spirit of a practitioner?

This is even just the spirit of Qingyun himself. He did not use the pure Yang spiritual light, otherwise it would be easy to plant various psychological hints deep in his heart in minutes.

Wei Qingyun chatted with this Mo Mingchuan for a few more casual words. Wei Qingyun deliberately used a secret method to target Mo Mingchuan, but it was revealed intentionally or unintentionally, which made Mo Mingchuan restless and began to sweat on his forehead!

Regarding this, Qingyun was not very concerned about himself and smiled and said, "Mingchuan, you went up the mountain this time, but you have something to come to me!"

"Yes, real person! By the way, I almost forgot."

His eyes swept across the firewood stove in the distance, and even the canned food stored in a tent, and said with a smile: "This time I came here, I also brought gifts to the real person!"

As he said this, he took out a bottle of liquid from the bag beside him.

It looks plain and unpretentious, in a glass bottle, with only the simplest label.

"High-energy nutrition solution? What is this?" Qingyun looked at Mo Mingchuan with confusion.

Mo Mingchuan smiled and said, "Don't the real person feel that eating every day is too troublesome? We practitioners, who can eat three meals a day and even a cow can be eaten..."

Before he could finish his words, Qingyun was curiously picking up the bottle: "Can this medicine replace all food?"

Qingyun is trapped in food nutrition. He has also learned about it specifically before and has a kind of parenteral nutrition solution.

It is specially developed for people who cannot eat and can only survive by intestinal cancer and can only enter nutrient solution from blood vessels.

It contains various glucose, fatty emulsions, amino acids, electrolytes, vitamins, etc.

But that is just a forced choice for patients who cannot eat. It cannot really replace food.

Moreover, practitioners need much higher food energy than ordinary people.

That kind of parenteral nutrition solution obviously does not meet the requirements of Qingyun!
Chapter completed!