Everything is difficult at the beginning. Mo Cheng didn't know anything about the genealogists that Xiaoli talked about. Seeing this, Xiaoli gave him another book specializing in the formation methods of genealogists.
To get started as a scribe, you need to communicate with the spiritual aperture, which is also called the 'array spirit', in order to use the power of the formation to display the power of the scribe.
However, the difficulty is still not reduced. Books are only teachers of the road ahead. You still have to rely on yourself to understand and learn. Therefore, Mo Cheng did not feel tired at all, but worked tirelessly and tried again and again.
The courage to not be discouraged for thousands of times made Xiaoli start to look at him with admiration. In fact, he was considered to be extremely talented at the time, but when he started to master the music writing, it took him three days and four nights to just touch the threshold.
, but even so, he is still regarded as a subject of special care by the family. If it weren't for the role of those helpers, wouldn't he be a powerful figure now?
Looking at the appearance of this kid in front of me, I wonder when he will realize it, communicate with the formation power, and become a low-level formation spirit among the scribes?
The genealogists are also the same as the martial arts practitioners. They have different levels of power. The weakest one is the formation spirit.
Mo Cheng made up his mind to quickly understand the way of being a genealogist, so he did not distinguish between day and night, forgetting to sleep and eat. After such a toss, an afternoon passed directly, revealing a hazy night, chaos in all directions, and the wind was blowing gently...
His mind was pure, and Mo Chengcai understood the benefits of cultivating in the stone slips. The spiritual power in the world was used by everyone in the world to toss and exhale. It was muddy and embarrassing, and the effect was minimal, only on the surface. Therefore, many powerful people on the continent, in a certain
At every level, they will find a pure place to die and slowly comprehend deeper martial arts.
And the stone slips I got were only for my own use, and the spiritual power in them was indescribably rich, so how could it be compared to those outside? Therefore, as far as the cultivation site was concerned, it was on a par with everyone else.
Outside the house, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the wind was roaring, and there were signs of rain, but as if afraid of something, not a drop of rain fell for a long time. In the end, maybe I lost interest in the earth, and the world was still empty and bright, the dark clouds had dispersed, and the moonlight
Puzhao, the long-standing sullenness in the heart of all things was exhaled...
The night gradually deepens, and then slowly lights up. This cycle happens thousands of times, and no one is missed. Today's morning, there is some rain and dew that has not dried, and the temperature is slowly changing and warming, but no one has ever seen it.
What should I pay attention to? You should still do your own thing. The Mo family will not be successful. You should still be immersed in the stone slips and pursue the scholar.
In my mind, I always feel that I don't understand it, and it's like a layer of window paper that can be pierced through to see the clouds and see the sun. However, I finally started to feel a little exhausted, and my brain became slow and a little dull, but, just
At this last moment, Mo Cheng's heart felt hot, like a sudden fire, burning Mo Cheng's heart, but it was fleeting, and then there was no sign of it.
Outside, Xiaoli kept looking at Mo Cheng like this, never anxious, because, in just over half a day, it was impossible to get the relevant information about the composer, so he looked at Mo Cheng who was sweating coldly with a smile.
Finally, Tan Kuang Mocheng was exhausted, but he suddenly found a thread of fire flashing through his brain, as thin as lotus root, and some of the energy in it was radiating out. Looking at Xiaoli again, the expression on his face was completely frozen, and he couldn't help but think,
Is this the legendary genius?
Maybe I didn’t mean anything before?
Xiaoli had some random thoughts.
He didn't expect that Mo Cheng would actually communicate with the formation. Although it was a slight sign, it also showed that Mo Cheng had the talent to become a scribe! But it was only a matter of time, and Xiaoli also believed that that day was not far away!
What makes me somewhat resentful is that at this time, Mo Cheng had no spiritual support and was exhausted physically, so he immediately exited that state and lost an opportunity to become a music scholar immediately. Xiaoli was stunned and sighed that he was unlucky!
But Mo Cheng himself didn't know what was going on. He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Li's eyes twinkling with excitement. He didn't know why and asked:
"What's wrong?"
Xiaoli smiled and scolded: "You kid, can't you hold on for a little longer? If you hold on for a moment longer, you might become a music scholar." After saying that, he couldn't help but sigh.
"This..." Mo Cheng scratched the back of his head. He didn't know when he had passed by the composer. Xiaoli also knew that he didn't know what was going on, but he didn't explain to him. If he told him, what if he got hurt?
What to do if the blow fails? This situation is very common in martial arts, so let him maintain this optimistic attitude!
Therefore, Xiaoli changed the subject and said: "The practice of a book practitioner also requires the consumption of spiritual power, but spiritual power cannot consume the formation power. Only by using the formation power can it be supported by spiritual power."
"So domineering?" Mo Cheng also felt a little bit just now that when he didn't use the formation power, he just wanted to communicate and understand, but it was difficult to balance the disappearance of spiritual power.
The transformation of Han Jun's conjoined body has made Mo Cheng's spiritual power more powerful, but it is so irresistible! What to do if you face a strong enemy in the future?
It's no wonder that the scribes are so powerful. Even at the stage of entering the formation spirit, they can deal with those with strong artistic conceptions. After thinking about this, I finally feel relieved.
In the stone slips, I recovered for a long time, which can be considered as a partial recovery. However, I did not immediately start practicing martial arts again, but quit the stone slips because Xiaoli reminded me that everything must be tight and loose properly.
On the bed, I saw my clothes soaked with sweat. I laughed a few times and immediately took a shower. However, at the same time, I heard a dull knock on the door outside the house. I opened it in confusion and found that it was the trusted old man beside my father. He knelt respectfully.
Finally, he gave up his seat to let the old man enter the house, but the old man smiled slightly, shook his head and said:
"Xiao Cheng, let me take you somewhere."
Mo Cheng asked curiously: "Where is the old man taking me?"
"Haha~" the old man smiled, "just come with me."
Seeing that the old man had turned around and started taking steps, Mo Cheng couldn't hold back, so he quickly closed the door and followed him.
After going back and forth, I saw that the old man was actually walking towards the gate of Mo's house, as if he was about to leave the house. He couldn't help but feel a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions. He only knew that there would be no harm if the old man called him!
"In two days, a force called Lingbei Academy will come to recruit students. Now, we just want to do some tests on you." As if he knew what Mo Cheng was thinking, the old man turned around and said.
But the more he talked, the more doubtful Mo Cheng became. Test?
Seeing that the old man had no interest in talking anymore, he closed his mouth angrily, left Mo's house, took a deep breath of the flavors outside, and followed the old man without knowing the purpose.
The outside world is diverse, and the city is so vast. It seems that, as a child of a large family like the Mo family, I don't even recognize the city. It's extremely funny to think about it.
His eyes were bright, but inside his ears, it was extremely noisy. Faintly, he could hear a woman calling for help?
Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes and saw that the old man seemed not to have heard it, so he had to give up. However, the sound came from far and near, and finally, the old man flashed, and a woman fell heavily into Mo Cheng's arms.
He staggered and took a few steps back before regaining his balance. He lowered his head to look at the fleeing woman, but was stunned.
"Wei Yiduo? How...why is it you? What happened?"
The person who ran into his arms was none other than Wei Yiduo whom he met in the woods outside the city. Seeing her panic at this time, she seemed to be greatly frightened. She looked up and saw that it was Mo Cheng, her eyes were dazed for a while.
And he dodged a little, and hurriedly withdrew from Mo Cheng's arms.
"What happened?" Mo Cheng asked again.
"I..." Wei Yiduo pursed his lips and was about to kneel down. Upon seeing this, the old man's eyes changed and he waved his sleeves. Wei Yiduo felt softly supported and stood up again. Mo
Cheng responded and quickly supported her: "What's going on?"
"Please, please..."
"What?" Mo Cheng's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"Please save my sister, she...she is still at home...maybe...being given to...woohoo~go save my sister, I know you are different, you are a good person..."
Mo Cheng asked: "Did someone from the Tie Shang Gang bully your family as you said last time?"
Hearing this, Wei Yiduo seemed to think he had heard wrongly. When he looked up and saw Mo Cheng's serious eyes, it really didn't look like he was lying! So, doesn't it prove that this person is not in the same group as them? So, it was like he had found a life-saving straw.
, whimpered:
"Please follow me...save my sister, she is still blocked at home by...people, I don't know..."
Wei Yiduo was very excited and couldn't even speak clearly at the moment. It was the first time that Mo Cheng saw her losing her composure. His heart ached, so he pulled her up and said, "Come on, lead the way, take us to see." Then he turned around.
He looked at Cang Lao, and when he saw the latter nodding his head, he followed Wei Yiduo with confidence. Cang Lao also followed, which immediately gave Mo Cheng a lot of confidence and comforted Wei Yiduo:
"Don't worry, your sister will be fine. We will definitely make those who harass your family pay the price."
He kept walking towards the edge of the city and looked around. The route was the same as Wei Yiduo's route in the woods last time. In the end, the number of people gradually became less and less, and the houses everywhere began to become sparse. They all looked a little old and turned around.
After walking many paths, they finally stopped outside a small, incongruous house. Wei Yiduo, trembling, tried to get as close to Mo Cheng as possible, pointed to the house, and said:
"Those people are inside, but...I don't know what happened to my sister..."
At this time, Wei Yiduo looked very weak, and the tears had turned into tear stains on his face, and he didn't even have time to wipe them. His eyes were fixed on the door of the house in front of him, which showed his nervous attitude towards the inside. His jade-like face,
Now he has a tense expression, which is even more serious but there is a charming look in it.
If Mo Cheng were asked to guess her age, the best thing to think about is that she must be no more than seventeen!
Mo Chengdu was a little stunned when he saw it. The door in front of him suddenly opened with a bang, and a person flew out. He knocked open the door and fell at the feet of Mo Cheng and others. Wei Yiduo trembled when he saw it.
After screaming, Mo Cheng looked down and his eyes changed.