When Zuo Mo finished tossing around the newly rented memorial garden and dragged his tired body back to Xifeng Xiaoyuan, but when he saw the pink little Qianzhe who arrived almost at the same time as him, he wanted to roll his eyes and faint.
.
Can you not bother...
Zuo Mo wanted to cry. But this matter was not transferred by his will, he could only be transferred.
"Master, I'm so bored, let's play a game!"
Zuo Mo wanted to reply, "Brother, I'm really not bored at all." But considering the other person's weird hobby of setting off "fireworks," Zuo Mo still replied calmly and rationally: "I don't know how to play games."
He felt that he had not deceived the other party, and that he indeed did not know how to play games. To him, these two words, game, were so unfamiliar that he seemed not to know them at all. His life, from the first moment he opened his eyes, was like a game.
It is destined that he cannot play games and live life leisurely.
But the other party was very generous and friendly and said without disdain: "It doesn't matter, I'm fine with you."
Zuo Mo made his final struggle: "I'm a fool, I can't teach you."
However, like countless others before, the other party didn't give him any room to resist. So, Zuo Mo saw a series of about 8,000 words of game rules. This time, Zuo Mo really fainted. Such difficulty, for him
For this non-game enthusiast, it was an impossible task. He only glanced at it twice before deciding to give up and said sincerely: "Actually, I am really stupid!"
However, considering that the probability of irritating the other party was too high, he still added weakly: "How about you find the simplest game?"
This time, what came into his hands was a game rule with about two hundred words.
Hey, Zuo Mo couldn't help but perked up. Isn't this a formation question? He looked at it carefully again and finally confirmed that this was indeed a formation question.
Formation is a systematic knowledge, and Zuo Mo, who was born in a small sect, will naturally not have much experience. But in some sects, disciples learn formations, from the simplest single spirit formation, to two-dimensional formation, and dual-element formation.
, gradually becoming more complicated. This is a rather long learning process. In order to help disciples learn, some practitioners who are experienced in formations have also sorted out a complete set of learning methods. This includes various formation questions.
Such as correction, such as filling gaps, such as optimization, etc., there are many names, and they emerge one after another. Later, some cultivators were so happy with this, they were very addicted to it, and created extremely difficult formation problems. And among many disciples, they also
I often use this as a game.
But for Zuo Mo, he had never played it before and found it very novel. The formation involved in the question was not complicated and Zuo Mo had learned it before, but the questions asked were extremely tricky. For a while, he couldn't help but fall into thinking.
中.The other party seemed to know that he was thinking and did not rush him.
After thinking for a long time, I got nothing.
Zuo Mo shook his head vigorously and regained some consciousness. He couldn't help but feel a little stunned. Is this what those disciples of the sect were playing? He couldn't help but feel envious. No wonder they are so powerful and can play so well.
thing.
However, he decided to put this thing aside for a while. He still had a lot of things to do. As for games, just play them for a while in your free time. Anyway, that damn woman didn't rush him now.
Zuo Mo went into the stone chamber to practice "Fetal Breath Refining God" and the tombstone version of "King Kong Weiyan".
"Yes!" the disciple said respectfully, and then couldn't hide his excitement: "Five people are here this time!"
Zuo Mo's scalp suddenly became numb.
Five people……
Only three came last time, but five came this time!
Zuo Mo wanted to turn around and run away.
"They still don't want to give up and want to compete with senior brother!" The outer disciple didn't notice Zuo Mo's strangeness at all and said excitedly: "These people really don't know how to live or die!"
"Ahem." Zuo Mo forced himself to calm down, swallowed his saliva, and asked, "Who are they this time?"
"The three from last time are all here, and there are two others I don't recognize."
Zuo Mo felt a little relieved, okay, okay. At least they didn't know all five of them, and two of them were defeated. Well, he had every reason to ignore it. That woman, she didn't dare to fight last time, so she will definitely do it this time.
Don't dare to act rashly. The ones who need to worry are the two strangers. Since the other party is looking for a place, they must be stronger than the last two.
His mind was spinning very fast, and he was hesitating in his heart, should he go or not? He regretted that he spoke too much last time, and asked: "Where are the other senior brothers? You can't bother me every time with this kind of thing.
ah."
"Senior Brother and Senior Sister are both out. Senior Brother Luo Li is in seclusion. Senior Brother Xu Yi is refining weapons. I told him not to disturb him. Senior Sister Hao Min is being punished. Only Senior Sister Xu Yixia is free. Do you want to inform her?"
That woman?
Zuo Mo felt unhappy for a moment, but decided to forget it and wanted to inform her that this woman was more likely to be causing trouble behind her back.
Forget it! Thinking of his new understanding of "Li Shui Sword Technique", Zuo Mo felt suddenly proud. As soon as he got the idea, someone came to try the sword. These Lingying sect are indeed good people!
After thinking about it, Zuo Mo lost his stage fright and nodded with dignity: "Let's go."
The outer disciple's face suddenly became inexplicably excited, and he quickly led the way.
When he arrived at the mountain gate, Zuo Mo stumbled when he saw the dark crowd.
"Why are there so many people?"
This outer disciple was extremely excited: "Everyone heard that the Lingying Sect was here again, so they all ran over so that they could witness the great power of our senior fellow disciples and teach the nouveau riche like the Lingying Sect a lesson!"
"Uh, but why are there still female disciples?" Zuo Mo asked quite speechlessly.
"Want to come and admire our senior brother!"
Zuo Mo suddenly had goosebumps all over his body.
Seeing Zuo Mo appear, the group of female disciples suddenly screamed, and Zuo Mo almost fell over.
"Wow! Senior brother is so handsome!"
"Come on! That's cool!"
"When senior brother was still an outer disciple, I knew that senior brother was not an ordinary person!"
"I really want to seduce him..."
"I'll kill you!"
…
Zuo Mo's expressionless face was filled with black lines, and he decided to stay away from these crazy women.
As soon as Zuo Mo walked towards the male disciples, the male disciples became angry.
"Brother, kill them!"
"Chop them!"
"Cut into eight pieces, cut off the hands and feet, prod the tendons and cut off the veins, gouge out every inch with a knife..."
"It's so uncreative! I want sunflowers..."
…
Zuo Mo quickly distanced himself from this group of guys who had completely fallen into a fanatical fighting mood.
In the short distance between the female disciple and the male disciple, Zuo Mo, who was originally so heroic, almost completely lost his desire to fight.
Of course, in the eyes of others, Senior Brother Zuo Mo walked past them with firm steps, a cold expression, and extremely coquettish manner.
But when Zuo Mo saw the five people from the Lingying Sect who looked even worse, he felt extremely happy.
