When the Mingjiao was at its most powerful, it could not rule the world. It was far from being as aloof and transcendent as Huatian Palace. After all, there were many ancient and huge forces that could be compared with the Mingjiao.
China has thousands of years of history and a long history of culture, and there are many unknown things hidden in it. In terms of foundation, Mingjiao is not even ranked. Such a huge ancient civilization is naturally not simple.
A long time ago, it was an era of contention among a hundred schools of thought. All kinds of strong and capable people emerged one after another. You would sing and I would take the stage, and each would lead the way for hundreds of years.
But in the past four to five hundred years, it has evolved into a single family of Huatian Palace, ruling the world for a long time. Why this is so, what secrets are hidden in it, everything is an unknown mystery.
"There are many people who are interested in Huatian Palace, and you are not the least of them."
Dongfang Yi smiled, curled his lips and said, "I think it would be more meaningful for you to focus on a force in the ancient martial arts world called Dafang Sect."
"The generous faction?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.
"The ancient warrior of the Su family who holds the elixir realm is named Wu Dong. He is an elder of the Generous Sect." Dongfang Yi took a sip of red wine and said lightly: "That Generous Sect is very powerful and domineering. You kill him."
If you betray one of their elders, and with the way the Generous Sect behaves, they will definitely seek revenge on you."
"How strong is the Generous Sect?" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows.
"The Dafang Sect has a top expert in the Fetal Breath Realm. As for the Dan Bao Realm, there are probably no fewer than twenty people. In the ancient martial arts world, it can also be called a quasi-first-class force."
Dongfang Yi curled up his lips and said, "If you offend the generous faction, Mo Wen will probably find it difficult to stop."
An ancient martial arts force that can have such a top master in the realm of fetal breath is a well-known force in the entire ancient martial arts world. A realm of fetal breath is comparable to thousands of troops, and many ancient warriors in the realm of holding pills will spend a lifetime.
It is impossible to enter that realm.
Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders without comment. After drinking all the wine in the glass, he stood up and returned to the room.
At night, Mo Wen still insists on meditating and practicing. Almost every day, he works hard to practice and never wastes it. Because he knows that in any world, only if it is strong enough, can it gain a foothold, do whatever it wants, and be unrestrained; can it awe and make others fearful.
Others dare not provoke him.
For example, that Huatian Palace, if he is strong enough and can surpass everything, and no one dares to compete with him, then there is nothing to worry about.
There is also the Dafang Sect. The power of a sect is also very dangerous to him.
If you don't work hard, you will perish. If you are in a cage, in a world ruled by others, the consequences of not obeying the rules will also be perdition.
Therefore, he must work hard to practice and make himself stronger. Only by transcending everything can he have nothing to worry about.
In the past, he might not have much confidence. But now, with a lifetime of experience, three magical skills, the martial arts understanding of the 34th generation leader of the Ming Cult, and the transformation of the body by the Blood Heart Grass, everything has changed.
It became possible.
Maybe he can take a step further and step into the legendary golden elixir realm, or even surpass that realm.
However, the path of cultivation focuses on circular economy and accumulation over time.
That time in Gujiabao, he accidentally cultivated to the middle stage of the Qi Sea realm, which caused Mo Wen's inner Qi to more than double. However, what he gained due to unexpected encounters may not belong to him. In recent days, he has been constantly consolidating
Realm, turning external forces into one's own strength.
Mo Wen, who has a lifetime of cultivation experience, deeply understands that only with a solid foundation can he break through to higher realms.
Some ancient warriors are stuck in one realm throughout their lives and cannot break through. In many cases, it is not because of insufficient talent, but because of insufficient mentality. When practicing, they are too eager for quick success and short-term benefits, which leads to the wrong path.
In the next few days, Mo Wen would attend class and study normally, study medical skills in his spare time, and practice ancient martial arts in the evening.
Perhaps the Su family incident happened not long ago, and neither the Dafang Sect nor the Huatian Palace have found him yet.
But he was entangled by Shen Jing.
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Deep in a rarely inhabited mountain range, a slender figure stands on the top of a five-thousand-meter-high mountain. Below, a sea of clouds rolls, with waves like the sea, and a myriad of scenes. The figure is dressed in a white skirt, with a graceful figure, standing in the wind, and her clothes Xunxun looks like a flying fairy from the sky, cold and aloof, with the aura of being able to look at all the small mountains from the top of the mountain.
"Sister, how confident are you that you will survive this murder?"
Behind that cold figure, there is a figure standing. This person is also dressed in white. He has a slender figure, ten fingers like jade, and picturesque eyebrows. His appearance is very evil, like a man, but also like a woman, giving people a weird feeling. , an absolutely neutral face, but it is very comfortable to look at and has a strong visual enjoyment.
If she were a woman, she would definitely be the most beautiful woman in the world.
If he were a man, he must be the most attractive man in the world.
A very contradictory yet harmonious combination, neither male nor female, yet as perfect as a work of art.
"Before, it was only 55%; but now, with the soul-nourishing jade, it should be 90% possible."
Mo Qingge stood with her hands behind her back, looking at the sea of clouds below her. Her eyes were as deep as the sea of smoke, and she had an indescribable magnanimity about her.
"The person who gave you the soul-nurturing jade is quite interesting."
Mo Qingtian curled up his lips and smiled in a very evil way. Unlike Mo Qingge's pure beauty, he always had an indescribable evil smell about him.
"he?"
Mo Qingge lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then said: "A very strange person, I can't see through him."
"Sister, if you can't see through it, it's because you don't want to see through it. This is the first time in many years that you take the initiative to pay attention to someone."
Mo Qingtian pursed his lips and smiled. He didn't believe there were people in the world that his sister couldn't see through.
"Tian'er, there are some things you don't understand, so stop thinking so wildly."
Mo Qingge smiled. When she said she couldn't see through it, she really couldn't see through it.
A person who can know the body of killing, a person who can tell stories that only experienced people can tell, a person who has a soul-nurturing jade and knows that the soul-nurturing jade can restrain the body of killing, an eighteen-year-old Before, he was a student with a blank experience, but after turning eighteen, he showed himself to be a person with extraordinary abilities.
If you connect everything together, you will find that everything seems to be confusing.
"Sister, I can help you investigate him, as long as you are willing." Mo Qingtian smiled and said.
"Forget it, that's someone else's private matter, what does it have to do with us?" Mo Qingge shook her head.
"As far as I know, people from Tianhua Palace and the Dafang Sect will be looking for him soon."
Mo Qingtian looked at the sea of clouds in the distance, pursed his lips and said, he was very curious about his sister's attitude towards that Mo Wen. It was so rare for a person to make his sister care about him.
"Recruit him into the Suzaku Palace. Based on his ability, he is qualified." Mo Qingge pondered for a while and said.
"Suzaku Palace never recruits men. Sister, you have broken the rules."
Mo Qingtian smiled playfully. He wanted to know what it would be like for a grown man to be among a group of women.
"Rules are set by people, and now my sister is the one who rules." Mo Qingge said indifferently.
"knew."
Mo Qingtian smiled helplessly. To be able to say such domineering words so indifferently, I am afraid only my sister has the qualifications.
"Tian'er, go ahead. If I fail to survive the killing calamity, you should know what to do."
Mo Qingge glanced at the person behind her, and a sigh flashed in her eyes.
"elder sister……"
Mo Qingtian opened her mouth, looked at her sister who was no longer speaking, and could only swallow the words sadly.
His sister still refused to let him stay, preferring to face the terrible murder alone. He knew what would happen if his sister failed.
"Tian'er understands."
Mo Qingtian lowered his head and turned around silently.
On the top of the mountain, only a lonely figure is left...
Don't lie down on your desk and take a nap. It would be a waste not to sleep in the afternoon.
Qin Xiaoyou sat next to Mo Wen, holding a folding fan in his hand. While listening to the class, he fanned Mo Wen to cool down.
So Mo Wen slept very comfortably and had a wonderful dream...
At the critical moment of the sweet dream, there was a loud banging sound on the table, which shook it twice like an earthquake. Mo Mo was so frightened that he woke up without asking.
"What are you doing?"
Mo Wen glared angrily at a figure who appeared next to him at some point, who if it wasn't Shen Jing. He almost gave him a frightened sun and impotence.
"You are not allowed to sleep during class."
Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen fiercely, holding the textbook in one hand and the teacher's whip in the other; her aura as a teacher was clearly demonstrated at once.
She dares to sleep in her class, which is so disrespectful. Other teachers' classes are even better.
"..."
Mo Wen looked at Shen Jing speechlessly. He was not the only one sleeping in class, so why did he find him? He had a grudge against him, right?
"No sleep allowed."
Shen Jing glared at Mo Wen, and then walked back to the podium proudly.
"As I said, don't sleep in Teacher Shen Jing's class."
Qin Xiaoyou rolled his eyes at Mo Wen and patted his back gently to calm his shock.
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. He had forgotten that this class seemed to be a quiet class. He fell asleep before class, so he didn't know who was in class.
"Come to your class and mind your own business." Mo Wen patted Qin Xiaoyou's little head and said.
Qin Xiaoyou snorted softly and gave Mo Wen a resentful look. He knew he would bully her to take out his anger when he was bullied.
"Don't ask, come to my office after class."
When get out of class was over, Shen Jing said something to Mo Wen before turning around and leaving the classroom.
"What did Teacher Shen Jing ask you to do?"
Qin Xiaoyou asked curiously, could it be that Mo Wen slept in class and Teacher Shen Jing was going to punish him?
"God knows, go and have a look."
Mo Wen shrugged and walked out of the classroom leisurely.
"I'll wait for you to have dinner at the door of the cafeteria that night." Qin Xiaoyou hurriedly shouted to Mo Wen's back.
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