Mo Bai still remembered a house in the residence of his disciple outside the door in Yunmeng Mountain. But after so many years, he has not returned to the sect, and he does not know whether the sect has recovered the house. He showed his waist card, and after entering Yunmeng Mountain, he walked straight to the house where he once lived.
In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, he hid his cultivation base on the second floor of Condensing Qi, wearing the clothes of the outer disciple of Yunhemen, walking alone on the stone-stepped path in Yunmeng Mountain, watching The clouds and mist still lingering in Yunmeng Mountain couldn't help but think of Lin Ming, not knowing how well he is in the secular world.
With a move of ears ●31 novel app download address ●, suddenly a faint voice of conversation came from a small forest not far away. Mo Bai's divine sense swept across, and he was taken aback for a moment, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Find any interesting things?" Trekking's curious voice came from his heart.
"No, I just remembered a scene many years ago. I didn't expect that I just came back today and met again." Mo Bai said.
"Oh, let's take a look." Of course, Tsurumi would not let go of fun opportunities.
Mo Bai nodded, his body shook, and disappeared in place.
"The surname Lao, don't be ignorant, do you know who our boss is?" Two Qingshan disciples were approaching a Qingshan disciple with the Lao surname, and said viciously.
"This is my spiritual stone, you took it away, what can I do for cultivation?" The disciple Lao looked at the two people in front of him with a look of horror, and whispered.
"The spiritual energy in this world is enough for you. You only need to hand over the spiritual stone to honor our elder brother Liang, and he will cover you in the future." The face proudly said: "Our boss is already on the sixth floor of the condensing stage, a disciple of the inner sect. He can kill you as long as he stretches out a little finger, don't you know?"
"Brother Liang?" Mo Bai was startled, as if he had heard of such a person there. Then I remembered that in Lin Ming's house that day, the slain disciple had also said such a name.
Just when Mo Bai thought about it, the two Qingshan disciples had already forced the disciple Lao under a tree. Facing the two fierce Qingshan disciples, a look of horror appeared on the face of the disciple surnamed Lao.
"Hurry up and hand over the storage bag, don't force us to take action." The green shirt disciple on the left said with a fierce light in his eyes.
"No!" The disciple surnamed Lao hugged the storage bag to his chest and said cowardly.
"Then don't blame us for being impolite." The Qingshan disciple on the right stretched out his hand and pulled the disciple Lao's right hand, trying to snatch the storage bag from his hand.
The disciple on the left was not idle either, and at the same time stretched out his hand, pulling the sleeve of the disciple Lao. The disciple, surnamed Lao, squatted on the ground, bowed his head, tightly guarding the storage bag with both hands, not to let them snatch it.
When the two Qingshan disciples saw this disciple surnamed Lao, they raised their feet and kicked, cursing in their mouths. The disciple surnamed Lao just defended his life, gritted his teeth and kept silent.
This disciple surnamed Lao seemed to be a new entry into the sect. He had not reached the first level of the cultivation base during the condensation period, and he still treated this situation like a mortal.
Mo Bai was originally a child of martial arts, so naturally he couldn't see such a situation. In addition, his only friend in the sect also went down the mountain because of this, and his heart was naturally unbalanced.
"Two seniors, what treasures does this junior have on him, can you let me see and see?" Mo Bai walked out from behind the tree and said.
The two green shirt disciples who were performing their fist and kung fu, heard the words, turned their heads, and saw a young man dressed in a blue shirt, sword eyebrows and stars walking out from behind the tree, only the second stage of condensing Qi cultivation. Both myself and the disciples around me were in the second phase of cultivation, two to one, so they were settled, and the original face changed slightly and returned to normal.
"You kid, there's nothing to do with you here. Come here and take care of your business. Be careful to collect it with you." The green shirt disciple on the left turned around and walked towards Mo Bai.
"Senior brother, don't be like this. If it's good, you can also share the share of the younger ones." Mo Bai said, and walked up to the Qingshan disciple with a blank expression.
"You kid, brother, I'm talking to you, don't you understand? Don't walk in again. Otherwise, I will blame the brother for being ruthless." Disciple Qingshan saw Mo Bai stepping forward, and his eyes were fierce. , Shouted sharply.
After all, such a thing, what it says is absolutely a disaster for their group of cultivators.
Mo Bai didn't pay attention, but walked straight forward and said to stop the monk who was going forward. Seeing this, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his face changed, and his hands were determined, and he said sharply: "This is you kid yourself. You can't blame others if you're looking for death."
After speaking, with a wave of his right hand, a fireball rose from his hand and flew over Mo Bai in a whistling manner.
A faint smile appeared on Mo Bai's mouth, and with a wave of his right sleeve, the fireball, which appeared to be fierce, turned around and flew towards the disciple.
Upon seeing this, the Qingshan disciple's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly wanted to flash the fireball. Who knew that the speed of the fireball flying back was much faster than when he had gone. With a "bang", the fireball hit the Qingshan disciple severely.
After a scream, the disciple fell to the ground, and the flames on his body continued to burn. Mobai waved his sleeves, extinguished the flames, and walked to the other green shirt disciple who had been standing aside in shock.
"Do you want to be like him?" Mo Bai looked at him and said.
"No, no, no". The trembling feet of the Qingshan disciple betrayed his inner fear, and he stammered.
Mo Bai turned his mouth toward the disciple in the blue shirt who was lying on the ground, and said, "Don't you hurry up and get out of here!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm going to get out of here." The green shirt disciple ran to his companion, helped the unconscious disciple, and walked out of the woods in a panic.
Mo Bai looked at their leaving figures and shook his head. I really don't know how the sect does not care about such things. Mo Bai hadn't been in Yunhemen for a long time, so naturally he didn't know that the sect was only loosely managing these outer disciples. Smarter outer disciples will rely on inner disciples for protection.
The two disciples in front of the Qingshan disciples behind the backing are the former senior brother Daliang from the outer door. After operating for so many years, he has a great influence in the outer door. Cultivation is carried out by constantly blackmailing new disciples’ spirit stones and medicine pills. As early as a few years ago, he broke through the third level of the condensation period and was accepted as an inner disciple by the sect. But his power still exists in the outer door.
"Thank you for your help, this brother." The disciple surnamed Lao stood up, walked to Mo Bai, and bowed repeatedly to thank him.
"It doesn't have to be this way. Everyone should help each other." Mo Bai stretched out his hands and helped the disciple Lao up, and said, "You have to be more careful in the future."
Both of them are not very familiar with the things in the martial arts, just chatted a few words. Know that his full name is Lauderen.
Hearing his constant gratitude for his life-saving grace, Mo Bai didn't have the idea of talking, and hurriedly explained to him that there was another important matter, so he left Lauderen and walked to his house.
When he approached the house, he found that the upside-down five-element array he had arranged in the past was still there, and his heart was settled. I know that Zongmen did not take back the house where he lived because he had not returned in recent years. In the lava cave, Mo Bai once asked Tsurumi to teach him the basics of formation, although he had never learned a complete formation. But now he can see that this inverted five-element array should not be complete.
Of course, this is just an array talisman used by low-level disciples, and naturally, the entire set of five-element arrays upside down will not be produced. Mo Bai walked through the Five Elements Formation and walked into the house. I saw the rudimentary furnishings, a bed, and a table. At this time, there was already thick dust all over it.
Mo Bai looked at the bed and the table in the room, recalling the scene when he stepped into the Yunhe Gate the first day, unconsciously, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Is this your home in Yunhemen?" He Wang turned into a white light from Mo Bai's body and flashed out.
Mo Bai nodded silently, and stepped forward two steps, pinching his hand, and throwing a hand, a water dragon walked through the house, cleaning the dust inside the house. It was another magical battle. The room was full of water vapor, but after an instant, it was immediately evaporated.
After doing all this, Mo Bai was like the first time he walked into this house. Lie down on the only bed in the house, put his hands on his head, and said: "Okay, I'm home, let's sleep for a while."
He Wang jumped up on his body, pushed Mo Bai's body with his little hand, and said, "Hurry up and let me go, I want to sleep too."
"Okay, okay, okay." Mo Bai moved his butt out, giving up his position to Crane Wang, and said.
"Mo Bai, this Cloud Crane Gate is too shabby, so it will be divided into a broken room for you to practice." He Wang lay beside Mo Bai, learning Mo Bai, with two small hands resting on his little head, rounding round. Looked at the roof with big eyes and said.
"We are here to practice, not to enjoy, we don't pay attention to things, don't pay attention to things." Mo Bai waved his hand and said.
"Cut." Hewang's small mouth made such a sound, and there was serious contempt in his eyes looking at Mo Bai.
Mo Bai stretched out his hand, pressed it on the head of the crane, and rubbed it vigorously. To mess up the hair on the head of the crane. He was immediately greeted by a strong match made by the crane, and his two small hands kept tapping Mo Bai's hand, and he kept muttering in his mouth: "The head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hair can't be messed up."
"What are you talking about?" Mo Bai was stunned, and then increased the strength of his hand. While trying to mess with the hair on the head of the crane, he smiled and said to the crane: "It is to mess with your hair. Disturb it.” Hewang was naturally unwilling to show weakness. For a while, on the small bed in the room, his four hands were constantly flapping in the air. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)