Qingyun Martial Arts Academy is located in the slums of the Western District of the Imperial Capital.
It is in sharp contrast to the magnificent Royal Martial Arts Academy.
The word dilapidated is not quite accurate.
tattered!
This word can better describe the current situation of Qingyun Martial Arts Academy.
The Royal Martial Arts Academy occupies one-fifth of the eastern area, while the Qingyun Martial Arts Academy only has a shabby yard like a garbage dump.
hard to imagine.
The dilapidated courtyard in front of us is the Qingyun Martial Arts Academy, which once surpassed the Royal Martial Arts Academy and became the number one academy in the Daqian Dynasty.
"Sorry, I'm too lazy to clean up. It's a bit messy. Don't mind."
Mo Xingyun took a sip of wine, but there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.
He has a bohemian character, and suffered great defeat and ruin. He only wants to live in a drunken dream and has no regard for worldly things.
"It doesn't matter, it's enough to have a place to stay."
Jun Wushuang did not dislike it.
His vision has long transcended the world, and he naturally does not seek pleasure.
"Master, please go and clean up!"
Lin Mengyao rolled up her sleeves and started packing.
At this time, Lin Mengyao already knew that she had illuminated her nine-star talent and awakened the Holy Body of Ten Thousand Swords.
But she did not change her mentality. She still felt that as the young master's maid, she should take care of the young master's daily life.
"Talent is rare, and character is even rarer."
"It is her honor to have a young master like you!"
Mo Xingyun looked at Lin Mengyao, who worked hard without complaint, and nodded, feeling very satisfied.
The most indispensable thing in this world is genius.
But there are only a few who can grow up and reach the pinnacle of martial arts.
Genius pride!
This is the most common situation.
Not to mention the proud men like Nangong Tianxuan and Nangong Lei.
Even the little geniuses in some small places are so arrogant about their talent that their nostrils are turned upward.
Lin Mengyao is a holy genius, comparable to Prince Daqian.
But she didn't have any arrogance and was still willing to do these vulgar things.
Such a genius made Mo Xingyun like him even more.
And he also understood that Lin Mengyao had such a character, which was inseparable from Jun Wushuang.
"Dean, a thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist. I hope you can teach her more when you are free."
Jun Wushuang looked at Mo Xingyun and expressed his thoughts.
He had previously asked Lin Mengyao to test her talent.
Slapping the Royal Martial Arts Academy in the face is one aspect.
On the other hand, I also wanted to attract Mo Xingyun's attention.
Although Lin Mengyao is the soul of Empress Qinglian, she is still too immature after all.
And Jun Wushuang himself doesn't have much time to teach and give guidance.
Leaving it to Mo Xingyun is the best choice.
Mo Xingyun!
The former No. 1 genius of the Daqian Dynasty.
Although he is now decadent, he is still a powerful swordsman in the Heavenly King realm.
With his strength, he is enough to teach Lin Mengyao.
certainly.
The most important thing is that Jun Wushuang took a fancy to his character.
With Jun Wushuang's vision in his two lifetimes, he has already seen countless people.
Today's events.
When Mo Xingyun saw injustice, he drew his sword to help.
He is also decisive and never drags his feet.
In addition, since he didn't see Lin Mengyao's talent, he forced himself to accept a disciple.
All these are enough to prove his character.
Jun Wushuang believed that he would not misjudge the person.
"You want me to take her as my disciple?"
Mo Xingyun heard the hidden meaning of Jun Wushuang's words, but he looked stunned.
Although he is a strong swordsman, Lin Mengyao is the Holy Body genius.
to be honest.
With Lin Mengyao's talent, it is more than enough to become a disciple of a saint.
And he is not a big shot.
Qingyun Martial Arts Academy has long since declined and become dilapidated, with no power at all.
In addition, he only has two years left to live.
Asking Lin Mengyao to worship him as his teacher is tantamount to a secret betrayal!
Although Mo Xingyun was tempted, he finally gave up this unrealistic idea.
"I think you are the most suitable teacher for him!"
Jun Wushuang smiled and nodded, confirming Mo Xingyun's guess.
"This this……"
Mo Xingyun was a little dizzy from being hit by this pie falling from the sky, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
He is a genius of the Holy Body, and he is also a sword cultivator, so he naturally wants to recruit a disciple.
But when he thought about his own situation, he flinched a little.
"Forget it, I only have two years to live. With her talent, she shouldn't be delayed by me!"
In the end, Mo Xingyun shook his head and made this difficult decision.
He really didn't want to mislead anyone.
"What if I could cure you?"
Jun Wushuang was smiling and his eyes were clear.
What?
Cure me?
Mo Xingyun trembled all over and stared at Jun Wushuang in disbelief.
But soon he sighed.
"Ten years ago, I fought with Jiang Taixu. At the last moment, I used forbidden magic and burned my life span. This is not a disease, it cannot be cured, and it is irreversible."
"I asked King Tianqing Dan to look at it, but King Tianqing Dan couldn't do anything. You can't cure me either."
Who is willing to wait to die if he can live?
It's a pity that longevity is burned, which is irreversible.
It was precisely because he knew that his time was short that he was so drunk that all his ideals and ambitions were mixed in the wine and swallowed.
Even King Tianqing Dan was unable to do anything. He didn't think Jun Wushuang, who was only at the sixth level of the Vientiane Realm, could do anything.
"Do you know why King Zhennan gave me the royal order?"
Jun Wushuang's expression remained unchanged as he took out the Zhennan King's Order.
This order was extremely precious, and King Zhennan would never lend it to anyone easily, let alone give it directly as a gift.
"Three months ago, the poisonous and deadly energy in King Zhennan's body broke out. I saved him, so he gave me this King of Zhennan Order!"
Insidious and deadly!
Mo Xingyun's expression changed, and he naturally knew how terrifying this thing was.
"I have a pill called the Wanshou Wujiang Pill. One pill can make you live longer!"
Jun Wushuang spoke again, filled with confidence.
Wanshou Wujiang Dan!
Mo Xingyun had never heard of this elixir, but since Jun Wushuang could cure King Zhennan's sinister and deadly energy, it might really help him.
this moment.
Mo Xingyun's face turned blue and white, and he fell into deep hesitation.
"I am a dying person, what else can I not look away from?"
"No matter whether you can save me or not, I am willing to teach Lin Mengyao. After all, she is the most talented swordsmanship genius I have ever seen!"
"As for the Wanshou Wujiang Pill, it is the best that can be refined. If it doesn't exist, it will be my fate."
Mo Xingyun smiled freely and figured it out completely.
"Master, it's almost done!"
Lin Mengyao ran over in small steps, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said respectfully.
"Lin Mengyao, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
Mo Xingyun stared at Lin Mengyao with burning eyes.
Lin Mengyao was startled and didn't know why.
Jun Wushuang smiled and nodded at her.
"What the young master said must be right. I am willing!"
Lin Mengyao believed in Jun Wushuang unconditionally and immediately became a disciple without hesitation.
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Mo Xingyun burst out laughing, his decadence swept away.
"Owner!"
At this moment, Master Wu walked quickly from outside.