Perhaps it was because they had rested enough for both parties to recover, or perhaps neither party had fully enjoyed the "war of words" just now.
So, half an hour later, Mo Chengjun and Baling'er had a cordial and friendly (blushing and thick-necked) communication about how many days of classes would be held this ten days.
The two sides spoke from astronomy to geography, from culture to history, from ancient times to the present, and the language spanned several dimensions.
Until my mouth became dry again, the agreement was finally reached - ten days and four classes.
This is Mo Chengjun's bottom line. It is up to Baling'er to negotiate and persuade at the Enlightenment Hall.
Of course, in exchange, Mo Chengjun also promised that each class period could be extended by half an hour.
In other words, every time there is a class, the original one-hour class period becomes one and a half hours.
To be honest, this condition itself is breaking the inherent rules.
But at this moment, Mo Chengjun said whatever he wanted, and Balinger agreed neatly.
They didn't care at all that if they made such an arrangement, other classes would have to be adjusted, and they didn't think the Enlightenment Hall would have any objections.
Do you have any opinions?
If you have any objections, we'll settle in an hour. Anyway, Mo Chengjun has no objections.
Baling'er can also show off his skills with the inner elders of the Enlightenment Hall.
I fought for it. I fought for it with great difficulty. What if you are not happy?
That's all right.
Absolutely not forcing it, I said...
When the conditions were agreed upon, both parties looked happy and seemed very satisfied.
But when he saw the joy on the other person's face, his expression suddenly turned ugly.
Baling'er thought: "It's bad. I was careless just now and didn't squeeze out all the remaining value. What a loss!"
Mo Chengjun was also thinking: "What happened? I just relaxed. I should stick to my principles. If I don't give in after ten or two classes, what can he do to me?"
Now, the loss is huge! "
Their minds were spinning, and they looked at each other again, then turned their heads away with a look of disgust.
Next to them, the three people who were bystanders were enduring the hard work.
Even the little girl Ba Nichang, as big as a brat, was laughing happily.
Of course, we have to be honest. Although there was a quarrel just now, Baling'er had already explained the current situation clearly.
The ripples caused by the two books "Yi Jin Jing" and "Mo's Fundamental Theory of Sword Intent" in the Sword Sect are indeed not fake.
In true terms, it even surpasses the "Wind and Cloud Thunder Method" which has one method and three magical powers.
There is no way. In the final analysis, "Wind and Cloud Thunder Technique" is just a magical power. Although it is tempting, it is not the mainstream of the Galaxy Sword Sect.
Even though it caused a frenzy, everyone was still quite sober.
No one thinks that their inability to learn is a problem, because this is the Sword Sect, the ancestral home of sword cultivators in the world.
But now it's really different.
On the surface, "Yi Jin Jing" is just a method to expand the meridians, but it is a trinity of swordsmanship methods that increase the spirituality of the flying sword, purify the mana, and even increase the speed of practice.
Moreover, it is extremely suitable for the swordsmanship of the Galaxy Sword Sect. It is almost tailor-made. This method alone can increase the swordsman's killing power by three points out of thin air.
What a terrifying improvement this is!
This alone can cause no matter how big a ripple.
As for "The Fundamental Theory of Mo's Sword Intent", it looks very strange and completely inconsistent with how this world should be.
However, the Galaxy Sword Sect never lacks those who truly love swords, nor does it lack those sword cultivators who are willing to lean down and carefully consider the truth behind it.
The more they appreciate the truth, the more they feel that these three sword theories are so profound and profound. The more they study, the more difficult they are to extricate themselves.
If the "Yi Jin Jing" is highly universal, it will attract middle and low-level swordsmen.
The "Fundamental Theory of Mo's Sword Intention" attracts middle and high-level people, and only those truly powerful sword cultivators will be crazy about it.
And in this case, Mo Chengjun actually went to retreat?
In retreat?
In retreat?
In other words, standing behind Mo Chengjun is Shen Jinxiu, the Four Seasons Sword Master from Four Seasons Peak. He has a backstage and the backstage is strong enough.
Otherwise, this group of people could break into his retreat and pull him out.
His expression was absolutely respectful, but what he did was beyond human ability.
No matter which world you are in, it is rare to have to drive a teacher to make up lessons!
Of course, Mo Chengjun hid, but Baling'er really didn't hide. The battle he created this time was just to vent his dissatisfaction.
The meaning behind the words is nothing more than: Damn you, why didn’t you say anything to me when you were hiding?
Just tell me that I will go into seclusion too?
You ran away and threw me outside to attract fire. Are you still a brother?
To be honest, Mo Chengjun was actually quite weak. The reason why the agreement was reached so quickly was because he himself felt that he, ahem, was a little unreasonable.
In any case, the business was settled here, and Baling'er didn't waste any time, and went to the Hall of Enlightenment with his sword flying.
There were countless big shots waiting for news from him, so how could he dare to delay.
After he left, the small courtyard became quieter. Those who should move chairs moved chairs, those who should serve tea served tea, those who should boil water boiled water, those who should sweep cleaned, and those who should cook cooked.
Xue Ling was the main force in these, and he was very aware of it, and Ba Nichang followed suit.
As for Mo Chengjun and Xue Pan, as elders, they naturally have to look like elders.
So, they lay on the chairs, sipping tea and chatting.
This is the first time Xue Pan has visited Mo Chengjun's small courtyard.
This place is, after all, within the Galaxy Sword Sect, deep in the Tianhen Mountain. At ordinary times, it is not easy for Xue Ling, a person from outside the sect, to come here.
It's not that you really can't come, but you need to report, get approval, explain the reasons, and then have someone to vouch for it, and finally the sect has to arrange for someone to follow you.
Okay, what's the point of following? It's just surveillance!
It will take several days to complete these procedures, which will make you lose the desire to go into the mountains.
Therefore, when Mo Chengjun wanted to see Xue Pan before, he always went to Yunjian City.
But this time, in order to build momentum, Baling'er brought him to Tianhen Mountain, which was considered a great effort.
In the courtyard, there was a breeze blowing, and the tea trees swayed and rustled in the wind.
Under the tea tree, on the recliner, Mo Chengjun and Xue Pan looked leisurely into the distance, each seeming to have their own thoughts.
After a moment, Mo Chengjun was the first to speak: "Tell me, why are you following Baling'er and fooling around? Isn't this your style?"
"Ahem!"
Xue Ling coughed dryly and looked around: "Is there any? No? I didn't do anything?"
Mo Chengjun curled his lips: "Don't say such useless things, tell me honestly, what exactly did Baling'er promise to you, that you are actually willing to follow him and make a fool of yourself?"
Seeing that he couldn't hide, Xue Ling said bluntly: "Actually, it's nothing. I just promised to help me enter Tianhen Mountain and see you as soon as possible."
Mo Chengjun touched his chin and asked confusedly: "But why?
Uh, something happened to your Xue family? "
Xue Ling shook his head: "With me here, Xue Ling joining the Galaxy Sword Sect, and most importantly, Mo Chengjun, a true disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect, treating me as a brother, what can happen to the Xue family?
What could happen to the Xue family's business?
Those people are well-informed. During this time, no one would be so blind. "
"Is that what happened to Xue Ling?"
Mo Chengjun understood and shook his head helplessly. This father was really worried about his child.
Xue Pan's eyes were a little complicated. He looked at Xue Ling who was busy in the courtyard and said softly: "When I was young, I can't remember which ancient book I read, saying that children are debts left by their parents in previous lives.
Debts from past lives must be repaid in this life.
At that time, I sneered and felt that it was nonsense and I had no idea what it meant. But with Xue Ling, I felt more and more that what the ancient book said was the path of human ethics. "
As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Mo Chengjun, his eyes becoming more complicated: "Brother Mo, to be honest, you and I have known each other for many years.
I have always thought that you are not a mortal, but now, you are simply not a human! "
Mo Chengjun's expression froze and he asked, "Are you sure you are complimenting me?"
Xue Pan noticed something was wrong, but of course he couldn't admit it, and immediately said: "Of course it's a compliment. It's so obvious that you can't hear it?"
"But why do I feel that you are calling me a human being?"
"If you are not a human, then you are an immortal. I said you are like an immortal descending to earth. Am I wrong?"
"Shit, you're just scolding me."
"I don't."
"You do! You do! You do!"
"I said no! No! No!"
The painting style that was normal just now became weird again in the blink of an eye.
The two argued for a long time like children, and even attracted the attention of Xue Ling and Ba Nichang.
At this time, they acted like their elders, blushed, and stopped arguing.
After a pause, Mo Chengjun said: "From now on, let Xue Ling follow me. If possible, I will teach him the art of swordsmanship.
Of course, if there is really no other way, I will tailor a method for him so that no one will bully him. "
Baling'er knew the importance of this promise. He cupped his fists and saluted, saying, "Some words seem pretentious if you say too much, but I still have to say, thank you!"
Mo Chengjun waved his hand: "Don't be sensational, I have my own considerations.
In the future, my research topics will become more and more important, and I will still need someone to help me take care of the trivial matters.
Therefore, I am actually planning to take in a boy. I don’t even know about this person, but he still has to take care of my life.
Therefore, Xue Ling is not just here to enjoy happiness. "
Xue Pan smiled: "If you really want to find it, all the inner disciples will be able to squeeze out their heads, and there are probably people who are willing to find the true biography.
I understood a long time ago that having you as my adoptive father is the greatest opportunity for Xue Ling in his life. "
Mo Chengjun didn't say more, he just acknowledged the compliment and asked another question: "Xue Pan, why do I feel that something is wrong with you today? Did something happen that I don't know about?
Or, what are you worried about? "
Xue Pan paused and sighed: "Maybe it's unfounded worries.
After experiencing the invasion of the Demon Kingdom and the cleanup of the Immortal Sect in recent years, Yunzhou is still relatively stable, and the Xue family's business is also very good, so I shouldn't have anything to worry about.
But outside of Yunzhou, the other eight states are not peaceful now! "
"Why is this?"
Xue Pan said softly: "There are many reasons, but I think the most fundamental reason lies in Zhongzhou, at the core of the Daxuan Dynasty, on the Dragon Throne.
The emperor recognized by the human race is already very old! "
With a 'swipe', Mo Chengjun straightened up, his expression no longer relaxed, and his eyes became sharp.
He looked at Xue Pan, his brows furrowed, and he was a little disbelieving: "You mean, Emperor Min, is going to die?"
Xue Pan did not speak, but nodded slightly.
Mo Chengjun did not doubt the source of the information. The Xue family was involved in the officialdom anyway. Although it was a little remote, there were still these information channels.
Of course, the Xue family is not a big family after all, and it is far away from Zhongzhou, but it is because of this and because even they have received the news.
Obviously, Di Min, the Human Emperor who has been in power for more than fifty years, is really going to die.
So, Mo Chengjun asked another question: "How many sons does Di Min have?"
"Many, dozens in total, but the only ones who can truly compete for that position are the nine princes."
"So, this may be another one, Kowloon seizes the legitimate son!"
