"It's enough that you have this heart." Mo Yingluo didn't take it seriously, but waved her hands in agreement, and said, "Before your mother left, she gave me a few things. Now they are the treasures of the family, and they have always been the same.
There is a sword that no one can shake, and there is an advanced skill that no one in the family has learned. When your strength becomes stronger, I will let you try to understand it."
"Yes." Mo Cheng didn't say anything to his father who didn't seem to believe him, because perhaps only Mo Yingluo knew how difficult it was to do what he said after seeing the strength behind his mother.
Mo Cheng did not dwell too much on this matter, because since he had made up his mind, he would not care about anyone's opinions!
In the Mo family hall, Mo Yingluo told Mo Cheng some things that suddenly came to mind, and explained in detail the two treasures her mother left at home, which made Mo Cheng feel itchy, but she also knew that she could leave on her own.
If you go to the back door and touch those things in advance, you won't gain anything, so it's better to step up and devote yourself to cultivation. Just because you have such a powerful mother, you should also work hard!
Not to mention whether he can be well trained and provided with high-quality training resources, among the stone slips tattooed on his body, Xiaoli is a living master. He also said it himself that he will teach Mo Cheng a kind of power that is stronger than spiritual power.
Something, suddenly a little impatient.
After finally talking, Mo Yingluo recalled everything, and Mo Cheng was able to say goodbye and go back to his residence, walked in three steps at a time, and closed the door.
However, at this time, Mo Cheng felt a sense of unknown nervousness. Why? Is it because he was worried that he would not be able to meet Xiaoli's standards? Although I don't know if Xiaoli had any standards, I always thought of this kind of power.
It’s by no means simple! Because the Mo family has never heard of any other kind of power besides spiritual power!
Sitting back in the room after a long absence, a strange emotion came over me. After lying there for a while, he sat up cross-legged and communicated with Xiaoli in the stone slip, excitedly saying: "Xiaoli, now that we are both free, can you start teaching me that?"
A kind of strength?"
Xiaoli fell back in the air, put his hands behind his head, and said with interest:
"I can teach you, just agree to a condition!"
Hearing this, Mo Cheng frowned slightly, and then said firmly: "Say it! What?"
"You have courage!" Xiaoli actually praised him, "It's not something to embarrass you. If you become stronger in the future, and I may be in this state, then you have to help me avenge myself and kill Dao Master!"
Mo Cheng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect Xiaoli to be so vindictive, and chuckled: "Xiaoli, maybe you think too highly of me. Although I have strong decisions, I must also follow reality. As for me,
Perhaps none of these people from the Mo family can be your opponent, and with their training assistance, can they cultivate more powerful warriors than them?"
Hearing Mo Cheng's indirect praise of himself, he felt a sense of pride in his heart, and then he said proudly: "You are right, your father's current strength is really not good enough. I think that training like this will not lead to the birth of a strong person. On the contrary,
One generation is weaker than the other, so let’s do this. In the future, I will give you more guidance on your cultivation as much as possible, how about that?”
"Okay!" Mo Cheng didn't even think about it, and directly agreed, with a bright smile on his face, as if he was calculating. Xiaoli also reacted suddenly, laughing and scolding: "You kid did this on purpose?"
"No, no." Mo Cheng chuckled, sat down somewhere on the stone slips, and said seriously: "You should also know that the current situation in my family is very dangerous, but I know how much improvement can be made in such a short period of time.
He has great strength, but I can’t bear to see my father look so haggard!"
Xiaoli fell into deep thought and remained silent. Xiaoli secretly overheard the conversation between Mo Yingluo and Mo Cheng, and was very curious about Mo Cheng's missing mother. Perhaps, it could help her.
?
Now, I still have some use for this kid Mo Cheng. In the future, if I find the secretive mother and she is a peerless gangster, will I still be able to benefit from it?
Now, it is possible to use this to tie his heart a little, so he should be concerned about himself, right? In the future, he should also have some intention to help him?
Especially after seeing Mo Cheng's responsible performance, he was even more willing to help Mo Cheng. Because Master Dao had done something unforgivable to him? So he wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife? That should be it! Because, he really couldn't find anyone
Reason to help him!
"Okay, kid, I will give you some pointers in the future. You also know what the Taoist did. For you, I also want to avenge an unforgettable hatred!" For some reason, Xiaoli explained.
"Yeah!" Mo Cheng sat upright.
"You know, practicing a discipline is often not as simple as what you see in front of you. Anyone who is proficient in any discipline can become a master. It depends on one's personal destiny."
"Spiritual power is the most common power channel for you humans or our orcs, but it is not unique. However, if you can achieve great achievements in spiritual power, your power cannot be underestimated, but ordinary people are
I don't have that kind of talent, so I hope to have other auxiliary abilities to complement each other, but it has been successful. Previously, what I used in front of you was a formation. If you are a beginner, this kind of person is a 'scribe'."
"Musician?"
This was the first time Mo Cheng heard such a name. He was very curious and listened attentively.
"Look." Xiaoli didn't say anything, but stretched out his right paw, from which silky silver light shone, but it was outlined and intertwined, as if it would last forever.
Gradually, the shape surrounded Xiaoli's palm, but the vague ripples in it made Mo Cheng very afraid and deeply shocked. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the ever-changing brilliance in Xiaoli's hand, but his heart felt
It has set off a stormy sea. Could it be that this thing that makes people close their eyes just by looking at it is what the composer needs to master?
"The scribe is far beyond the reach of spiritual power, and it is also very difficult to communicate. Even if you just step into the gate of the scribe, you can deal with the person you killed in the mountain." Xiaoli said calmly.
"What! Is it... Mo Lixun?"
The third elder of the Mo family? Mo Lixun is a warrior of the artistic conception. He is already not weak at the first level of cultivation. But if he is in the first level of the book master, he can fight against him after he has just started? Isn't that terrifying?
"Actually, I have only just started and have not studied in depth. If you want to become a music scholar, you must have great understanding and all abilities must be much stronger than ordinary people."
"It's time to start getting started. The ones I have in my hands are called formations. No one can become a scribe by self-taught. Therefore, anyone who can understand the scribe is a person with excellent talents."
Xiao Li said slowly, looking like Teacher Ji who was good at teaching and never tired of taking the trouble.
"Bring the book."
Mo Cheng immediately found the Wild Beast Collection and handed it over to Xiaoli.
Just like last time, exactly the same, the formation force in Xiao Li's hand turned into a human hand and began to move and merge into it. As expected, the book was opened.
The formation force was inextricably linked and wrapped around the wild beasts. Perhaps he was deliberately letting Mo Cheng see clearly, so he was very careful and slow. The formation force changed many times, and the surrounding air surged with it. It was very hot, and it moved towards the small
The formation power in Li's hand surged out, as if there was something in Xiao Li's hand that attracted spiritual power, or perhaps the formation power in Xiao Li's hand was formed by gathering spiritual power.
For a long time, Mo Cheng read attentively, without blinking his eyes. He was so entranced that a cold sweat broke out on his head. Finally, he put the book down and said, "I'm just demonstrating a little bit. Being a music composer is not just that.
Those waste products you mentioned last time actually require a scribe to open them, and no matter how powerful you are, you can't do anything about them."
"I also read it in my free time. The music masters described in it are very detailed, and they are all things that are beneficial to your cultivation. So, don't complain in the future. When it suits your time, I will choose the things that suit you and help you.
you."
After Xiao Li finished speaking, he turned his palm over at some point, and an additional book appeared in his hand. He handed it to Mo Cheng and said: "This is an introduction to music writing and cultivation. You can figure it out for yourself. Okay, outside you can
Someone calls you in the room, go and have a look."