"After all, it is a god, and it has survived for a long time. This combat power can be called the top in the same realm!" Not too far away from the Qingxi River, Daoist Qingmei was treating his injuries, Said with a little sigh.
It was the first time that Mo He saw Daoist Qingmei defeated and injured in the fight with Qingxi Water God just now. During the whole battle, Qingxi Water God took the lead, but then the opponent launched a series of attacks , so that Daoist Qingmei had no chance to breathe, and he could keep his hands in the final move. Pay attention to see that the opponent's strength is far above Daoist Qingmei.
But what reassured Mo He was that Daoist Qingmei didn't seem to be too concerned about this matter, and while dealing with his injuries, his expression seemed relatively indifferent.
"Master, what should we do next, should we go back to the county office, or continue to look for the water god of Qingxi?" Mo He looked at the wound on Daoist Qingmei's shoulder that was about to disappear, and asked with relief.
"Don't rush back to the county office, wait until the teacher has healed his injuries, and then go there tomorrow. This time, I really didn't expect that the Qingxi Water God is so powerful!" Hearing this, Daoist Qingmei shook his head slightly to Mo He Said.
"Master, is every god so strong?" After seeing the fighting power of Qingxi Water God, Mo He now wants to know a question, that is, whether other gods are also so strong.
"This is not entirely true. Among the gods, there are also strong and weak ones. The weak are vulnerable, while the strong ones, like the Qingxi water god, are at least among the best in the same realm."
"Being a teacher today can be regarded as a lesson, apprentice, you must remember when you go out in the future, when you encounter gods, especially those who have existed for a long time or have jurisdiction over famous mountains and rivers, you must be 120% careful." Don't underestimate the other party." Daoist Qingmei stood up from the ground while talking, the wound on his shoulder has healed now, although he has not fully recovered, but there is no sign of injury from the outside.
"This place is not far from Xiahegou Village. Today, as a teacher, I will go to your house with you to discuss troubles for a night. I just happened to meet Mo Qing and Mo Liu." There was also a smile on the face.
Hearing the words, Mo He on the side smiled and said, "Be careful after the master goes, the two little guys may find another opportunity to grab the master's beard!"
Mo He doesn't know how old Daoist Qingmei is now, but Daoist Qingmei has no children, and has never accepted a disciple before. Mo He is the first disciple that Daoist Qingmei accepts, and he may also be a closed disciple.
Daoist Qingmei is also very satisfied with this disciple, Aiwu Jiwuxia is also very good to Mohe's family, even at the end of the year, he spent time with Mohe's family.
For the two new little guys in Mo He's home, Daoist Qingmei also loves them very much. Every time he goes to Mo He's home, he will hug these two little guys.
However, these two little guys don't have the qualifications like Mo He, and even if they practice in the future, it is estimated that it will be difficult to go too far, which makes Daoist Qingmei feel a little disappointed.
This place is not far from Xiahegou Village, only a dozen miles away. Relying on the speed of Mo He and Qingmei Daochang, the two arrived at Xiahegou Village in a short time.
Walking to the door of his own house, Mo He heard voices from inside before pushing the door open.
"Okay, you two bastards, your courage is getting bigger and bigger, and you dare to steal other people's eggs. See if I don't take care of you two today, Mo Qing, don't run away!"
"Mom, if you don't hit me and my sister, I won't run away!"
Hearing such a conversation, Mo He and Daoist Qingmei looked at each other and smiled, knowing that the two little guys inside were mischievous and would be punished soon.
Mo He pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. The first thing he saw was a little boy who was grabbed by one ear by his mother, and a little girl was standing beside him with a pitiful expression on his face.
Seeing Mo He and Daoist Qingmei come in, Mo He's mother paused, and then said with some surprise: "Daoist, you are here, please sit in the room!"
As soon as the words were finished, the poor Mo Liu beside her had already run towards Mo He and Daoist Qingmei, "Brother, Grandpa Daoist, mother wants to beat me, woohoo!"
Mo Liu ran to Daoist Qingmei's side, and directly hugged Daoist Qingmei's thigh, crying so sadly.
Since having these two little guys at home, Mo He has come back more often every year, especially since these two little guys started to remember, Mo He has entered the realm of enlightenment again, and his speed of traveling has accelerated. It's much more convenient to go there.
Although Daoist Qingmei next to him is not as frequent as Mo Helai, every time he comes over, he will bring something for the two little guys, and he dotes on the two little guys very much.
Don't look at the two little guys who are young, but they can often remember people who treat them well, not to mention the two little guys who are still thinking about pulling Qingmei Daochang's beard.
Daoist Qingmei laughed, and reached out to hug Mo Liu. Seeing this, Mo He's mother knew that it would be impossible to deal with these two cubs today.
Entering the room, Daoist Qingmei and Mo He took out the things they brought to the two little guys, which were some snacks and toys. They made the two little guys smile, and then ran out with the things to show off to their friends.
"These two brats don't let me worry at all. He'er wasn't as skinny as them back then, but he was sensible at that time, and he didn't let me worry at all." Seeing the two little guys running out happily, Mo He's Mother said with some embarrassment.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, I like these two little guys very much. He'er was too sensible when he was a child. After all, such children are in the minority." Daoist Qingmei stroked his beard, and used him when he was not in Mo Liu's arms just now. He untied the knot in his beard and said with a smile.
When it was getting dark, Mo Dashan also came back, seeing his eldest son and Daoist Qingmei, he was also very happy.
In the evening, Mo He's mother cooked a table of delicious dishes, specially to entertain Daoist Qingmei, but the two little guys had the most joyful food.
At night, Mo He sat in the yard, looked up at the stars above his head, and recalled the scene during the day in his mind.
Daoist Qingmei was defeated by Qingxi Water God. If the other party hadn't kept his hand, Daoist Qingmei would be in a very dangerous situation and might be killed by the opponent.
Thinking of Wang Feng and Zhao Hu before, after that incident, Mo He worked hard to improve his self-protection ability. Originally, he was quite satisfied with his growth rate.
In a short period of time, his cultivation broke through a small realm, and he also mastered a few new spells. He sacrificed the two magic weapons in his hand. Among his daggers, now There are already six restrictions, which are at the same level as the ghost gong in his hand.
Moreover, by studying the legacy of the previous life, especially the "Xuanyuan Water Control Record", Mo He also mastered some simple water control techniques. In this regard, he has the legacy of the previous life. Mo He's learning speed is even faster than Mu Xing's spells are faster.
With such progress, Mo He originally thought that he already had some self-protection power, but today's incident once again told him that he was still very far from being able to protect himself.
Zi'an County is just a small, remote county, which is inconspicuous in the entire imperial dynasty. However, in such a place, it is difficult for him to protect himself. If he goes outside in the future, he may have to be a man with his tail between his legs.
Looking at the starry sky above his head, the stars twinkling, Mo He wished so much that he could sense and pull the power of the stars, so that he could start cultivating the supernatural power of starlight and water. The power of self-preservation.
"Teacher, what are you thinking about?" Just as Mo He's thoughts were racing, the voice of Daoist Qingmei suddenly sounded from behind.
"Master, this disciple was just in a daze for a while, not thinking about anything!" Mo He glanced back at Daoist Qingmei, then shook his head and said softly.
Daoist Qingmei didn't answer, but came to Mo He's side, sat down and looked up at the stars all over the sky.
"I lost as a teacher today, do you feel a little uncomfortable?" A moment later, Daoist Qingmei's voice sounded again.
Regarding this question, Mo He did not evade, but nodded lightly and said: "One thing, since the disciples practiced with the master, all the monsters or ghosts encountered by the disciples were not the opponents of the master. They will all be defeated, with the disciple's current cultivation, I suddenly feel a little insecure."
"It's normal for you to have such thoughts. When I was a teacher, I was like you. When my cultivation base was weak, I felt very insecure. Even now, as a teacher, I still feel that I am weak. Looking at the entire dynasty, the teacher is indeed very weak." Daoist Qingmei said in a very calm tone.
"Being a teacher has been on the road of cultivation for more than a hundred years. Not long after you entered the Tao, your master ancestor fell. In the subsequent practice, as a teacher, you have bumped and bumped and walked through countless detours. Only now It’s been more than a hundred years since I’ve reached my current level of cultivation, and it’s extremely slow among casual cultivators.” Speaking of this, Daoist Qingmei’s tone paused, as if recalling the time when he was struggling The years and the hardships I have suffered are really hard to describe in words.
"From the realm of entering the Tao to the realm of the soul, and even the realm of the Yin God, the road ahead has been explored for you as a teacher. Although the cultivation base of a teacher is not high, but in this Zi'an County, a teacher can still protect you. For your sake, you just need to practice step by step, and it won't be too long. With your aptitude, your cultivation base will be able to step into the realm of the soul, so now put your heart in your stomach, everything is a teacher, even today's Qing Xishui God, if you really fight for your life, it is still unknown who will win the battle!" After saying these last words, Daoist Qingmei stood up, stretched out his hand to stroke Mo He's head, then turned and left.
Sitting there, Mo He couldn't calm down for a long time. He had never regretted worshiping Daoist Qingmei as his teacher, and he had never been so lucky as now that he was able to worship Taoist Qingmei as his teacher!
"Master!" Mo He blinked, only feeling that his eyes were hazy at this moment!