Chapter 182 No mistake, I am the leader of Mingjiao
"Hurry up and do your exercises to heal your injuries and absorb the medicine in your body."
Mo Wen took the medicine bowl, ignored the witch, and walked aside to meditate.
Three hours later, the witch opened her eyes. Her complexion seemed to be a lot more rosy, her eyes were clear, and her appearance was much brighter. The effect of the bowl of medicine was indeed very powerful. She could feel her internal injuries healing little by little.
recover.
She glanced at Mo Wen, thought for a moment, and then said calmly: "Tell me, why did you save me?"
The witch's eyes were very clear, and she looked at Mo Wen so quietly, making it difficult for him to avoid her gaze.
Mo Wen knew it was time for a showdown. He walked up to the witch, raised his eyebrows and said, "What's your name?"
"It seems you haven't answered my question yet?" The witch lowered her eyes with an indifferent expression.
"Then let me ask you, how can you practice Jiuyin Divine Art and Taiyin Claw, and what is your relationship with Mingjiao?"
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly and his expression became serious. He still doesn't understand how many remaining forces of the Ming Cult are there now, and what is the situation of those forces. If the witch in front of him is a member of the Ming Cult, what kind of situation is he in?
Location.
"What did you say?"
When the witch heard this, her body stiffened slightly, her pupils tightened, and her whole body suddenly became cold. Looking at Mo Wen, murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
How did he know that she practiced Jiuyin Divine Art? He even knew that she practiced Taiyin Claw! How did he know her so well? Could it be that he had investigated her before and the reason why he saved her was not a coincidence. It was probably this person's intention.
Of?
Immediately, a sense of vigilance arose in her heart, and she even began to associate Mo Wen with the Changtian Sect.
"Don't get excited or doubt anything. It's just unnecessary. I'm not interested in you, I just want to know some things."
Mo Wen smiled and said that he was not surprised by the witch's transformation. After all, the Nine-yin Divine Art was the first-class magical art in the world. He could not tell others casually that he had practiced the Nine-Yang Divine Art and the Nine-Yin Divine Art.
That's why he didn't talk about Mingjiao at first, but only brought it up now.
"Who are you?"
The witch looked at Mo Wen with an indifferent expression, her eyes filled with confusion, how could she believe him so easily.
Mo Wen pondered for a moment, hesitating whether to tell or not. He had always been confused about the Ming Cult, and now there was finally someone who might be related to the Ming Cult. If he couldn't ask something, it would be unavoidable.
What a pity.
Although Gujiabao is also a remnant of the Ming Cult, its level is too low after all, and he definitely doesn't know much, so Mo Wen has no intention of knowing anything from Gujiabao.
But the witch in front of him is obviously very sensitive to this matter. If he can't find a convincing reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get something out of her mouth?
"Am I also a member of the Ming Cult?" Mo Wen thought for a while and said.
"Which Mingjiao force do you belong to?"
The witch looked at Mo Wen expressionlessly, as if she still didn't believe him very much, and the alertness between her brows had not diminished at all.
"Huh? There are many branches of Mingjiao? I have lived in the mountains since I was a child. I only know that I am a member of Mingjiao, but I don't know that there are other branches of Mingjiao? You can tell me what you want. I am very curious."
Mo Wen blinked his eyes, looking very curious.
"Stop pretending, you are not a member of the Ming Cult at all."
The witch sneered. She didn't know the current situation of the Mingjiao. Are they from the Mingjiao? Even if they are, they are probably very marginalized forces. Many of those forces have forgotten the origin of the Mingjiao and are no longer a force of the Mingjiao.
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She has been involved in the world for so many years, how could she not see that Mo Wen was trying to trick her?
"Who said I am not a member of the Mingjiao? If I am not a member of the Mingjiao, then there is no Mingjiao at all."
The corner of Mo Wen's mouth twitched, knowing that this woman is not easy to fool, and it is not good for a woman to be too smart, it is too sad...
"You are not ashamed to speak loudly."
The witch snorted coldly, who did he think he was? Without him, there would be no Mingjiao? Does he think he is the leader of the Mingjiao?
"I forgot to tell you that I am actually the leader of the Ming Cult."
Mo Wen smiled and said, although he is just a bare leader now, he is still a leader...
When the witch heard this, her expression suddenly brightened, and she rolled her eyes speechlessly. Is there such a person in the world? It was simply a joke, but she couldn't laugh.
The Ming Cult has not had a leader for hundreds of years. A person who came out of nowhere and said that he is the leader of the Ming Cult is simply laughable. He must be the leader of the Pheasant Cult...
"Don't believe it?"
Mo Wen raised his eyebrows and said.
The witch turned her head to the side, too lazy to talk to this lunatic. Now she was not even interested in talking to Mo Wen. All she could think about was waiting for the injury to get better and quickly making that bastard disappear before her eyes.
"You don't believe it, do you? Believe it or not, I will take you..."
Mo Wen originally wanted to threaten the witch, but then he thought about it. It seemed that it was not the style of a gentleman to threaten a woman. He was a gentleman after all and could not do such a thing of bullying.
He closed his mouth and thought for a moment, then walked up to the witch and turned her body over to face him.
"What do you want to do?"
The witch struggled for a moment, but did not open Mo Wen's hands, and immediately looked at him with some shock and anger.
"I want to discuss something with you." Mo Wen raised his eyebrows.
Why are you making such a fuss? He wouldn't eat her. It's puzzling that he, a gentleman, would do something wrong.
"What are you asking for?" the witch asked with a frown.
"First answer my question and answer it. Then I will prove to you that I am the leader of the Ming Cult." Mo Wen winked at the witch and said.
"What's the problem?"
The witch frowned slightly, and she understood what this bastard was going through. If it weren't for the fact that he was still injured, she really wanted to slap this bastard away.
"Are you a member of the Ming Cult? If I were the leader of the Ming Cult, what would your attitude be towards me?"
Mo Wen said in a serious tone, now he doesn't know what the attitude of the remnants of the Ming Cult will be towards the sudden appearance of the leader of the Ming Cult, so he has never dared to tell the identity of the leader of the Ming Cult.
If the witch belongs to the Ming Cult, then her attitude basically represents the attitude of some people in the Ming Cult. After all, with such a high cultivation level, the witch's status should not be low in the Ming Cult.
So now he still has to figure out some situations so that he can make preparations for the future.
"You seem to have two questions?" the witch blinked and asked.
"Just ask him a few questions and answer them quickly, otherwise..." Mo Wen said fiercely, almost threatening him.
"Mingjiao?"
The witch laughed self-deprecatingly and said indifferently: "The Mingjiao happened hundreds of years ago and has long since disappeared into history. Even now, even if there are many remaining forces from the Mingjiao, most of them have established themselves as kings.
There are probably not many people who can still remember Mingjiao."
"Since you know that I have practiced Jiuyin Divine Art, you also know that I must be connected with the Mingjiao. But now I am just a lonely person. It can be said that I am a member of the Mingjiao, or I can say that I am not. As for my attitude towards the leader of the Mingjiao? I can
What’s your attitude?”
The witch shrugged. The Ming Cult has long been blurred. Who will remember it? As for the leader of the Ming Cult, what attitude can a non-existent person have towards him? Even if the leader of the Ming Cult really appears, what does it have to do with her?
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When Mo Wen heard this, he frowned slightly. The current situation of the remaining forces of the Ming Cult was within his expectation.
In this way, if he wants to gather the remaining forces of Mingjiao and rebuild the Mingjiao orthodoxy, it will definitely be difficult and difficult. Chang Qingfeng gave him a task that is not easy to complete.
The highest cohesion of a sect is faith, a common belief. If the initial faith disappears, then the sect will also disappear. Even if it still exists, it is only in name only.
"You have practiced the Jiuyin Divine Art and the Taiyin Claw, which are unique skills that can only be practiced by saints of the Mingjiao. In any case, you have practiced the Mingjiao's unparalleled secrets. You will not deny your identity as a Mingjiao, right?"
Mo Wen looked like he was talking about truth and was giving guidance to the witch's thoughts.
"What does it have to do with whether I admit that I am a member of the Ming Cult or not?"
The witch glanced at Mo Wen. She was really impatient with Mo Wen's idiotic questions. Why was the man in front of her so noisy? If it had been before, she would have slapped him...
"Since you have admitted that you are a member of the Ming Cult, that's good. As a member of the Ming Cult, you should always listen to the words of the leader of the Ming Cult, right?"
Mo Wen curled up his lips and laughed, and directly took the witch's words out of context and said that she recognized the identity of the Ming Cult.
"Then you said that you are the leader of the Ming Cult, and you want me to listen to you in the future?"
The witch looked at Mo Wen as if she was neurotic. There are still such people in the world! How about fooling a three-year-old child?
"clever."
Mo Wen gave the witch a thumbs up and kept nodding, as if he agreed with her words.
The witch in front of her is quite capable. If she can trick him into following her, it will definitely be a big help.
But he obviously overestimated his own IQ and underestimated the IQ of others...
"You said you are the leader of the Ming Cult, so that means you are the leader of the Ming Cult?"
The witch felt speechless and powerless in her heart. Facing such a person, she felt that her ability to endure had broken through several levels. Although she did not want to endure it, she had to endure it as a last resort...
"I can prove it to you. If I prove it, then you will obey me in the future?"
Mo Wen said with a smile on his face, as if he was kidnapping a child.
"Then you prove it."
The witch simply didn’t believe that Mo Wen could provide any proof. Let alone him, no one could prove that he was the leader of the Ming Cult for hundreds of years. Otherwise, how could the remnants of the Ming Cult be in their current situation? There would have been a war long ago.
A big fight, fighting with each other, and no matter who wins in the end, they will merge into one force.
But the problem is that the tokens of the leader of the Ming Cult have long been lost. Whether it is the Holy Fire Order or the Nine Yang Divine Art, they have disappeared for hundreds of years.
And only if you have these two things, can you say that you are the leader of the Ming Cult.
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