Time flies so fast, it’s already been three days in the blink of an eye.
In the Mo family courtyard.
At this time, Baling'er, Zhao Rulan, Xue Ling, and Ba Nichang were all gathered here.
The four of them gathered around the recliner and looked at the sleepy Mo Chengjun with sad expressions on their faces.
The time was approaching noon.
Xue Ling approached Baling'er and said, "Uncle Ba, the time is almost up. How about I go to Uncle Li's cave now?"
According to the rules of the Xinghe Sword Sect, although Mo Chengjun and Li Yongshou are both true successors, one is a foundation builder and the other is a true Jindan master.
Naturally, Li Yongshou has to be the senior brother, and Mo Chengjun can only be the junior brother.
But since Mo Chengjun became the lecturer, no one was willing to teach in front of him.
Even Xuan Xuanzi, the first person in the true tradition, had to call him: Master Mo when he saw him.
And Xue Ling can be regarded as the tide has lifted all boats. Now in Zhenzhuan's generation, even Jindan Zhenren, he is also called 'Uncle Master'.
This can be regarded as another manifestation of Mo Chengjun's noble status.
Baling'er raised his head slightly and looked at the midday sun, then lowered his head and looked at Mo Chengjun, who had been sleeping for three days, with a very troubled expression.
Xue Ling was a little confused: "Uncle Ba, what are you still hesitating about? Time waits for no one!"
Baling'er turned his head slightly, glared at Xue Ling, and said: "Little guy, you have to use your brain when doing things.
The reason why your godfather made the three-day appointment was because he was unsure and wanted to leave a way out for himself.
But he didn't want to make the matter really big, and he didn't ask anyone to guard him, so he made a three-day appointment.
In other words, unless it was absolutely necessary, it would be better not to invite Fellow Daoist Yi. "
Xue Ling thought for a long time, turning his head over and over again, and seemed to think that what he said made sense.
But then, he asked again: "Then, what should we do now?"
Baling'er became angry: "How do I know?
You don’t have a godfather anymore, so why are you looking for trouble for me every now and then?
Some time ago, you threw a lot of bad things at me, which almost made me busy to death. How many days have you been quiet now? How many days?
I just couldn't wake up from my sleep. How come I, MMP, got to know such an unreliable person? "
Xue Ling looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question.
how to say?
If an elder complains about another elder in front of you, what can you say?
Or, what do you think you said is right?
Simply, Zhao Rulan was there, she just patted her husband's arm and comforted Baling'er.
After calming down, Baling'er made a decision: "Wait another quarter of an hour, and the three-day period will be on time in a quarter of an hour.
If your godfather hasn't woken up yet, we'll take action. "
Xue Ling quickly asked: "Then what should we do?"
Baling'er thought for a moment and said, "In a moment, take your godfather's token and go to your Uncle Li and ask fellow Taoist Yi Changsheng to come over."
"good."
Balinger turned his head and looked at his daughter: "Nishang?"
From the side, Ba Nichang's crisp voice came: "Well, Dad, am I here?"
"You will take dad's token soon, go to the Enlightenment Hall, find the elder Shen Molin, and tell him that Junior Brother Mo made some mistakes while testing his magical powers, and ask him to find some alchemy masters."
"OK."
"Ru Lan?"
"Husband, where am I going?"
"Sijifeng, just find Fairy Ruoli and tell her the actual situation."
"good."
Zhao Rulan nodded slightly and asked, "What about you, husband?"
Baling'er smiled bitterly: "I'm going to the Bamboo Garden in the Four Seasons Peak, and that person has to be notified as soon as possible!"
When the arrangements were made, Xue Ling suddenly reacted and asked: "No, Uncle Ba, didn't you say that this matter shouldn't be made known to everyone?
Why make the scene so big now? "
Baling'er gave him another sharp look.
He felt now that Xue Pan's son had not inherited his father's cleverness at all.
With a sense of resentment that iron cannot become steel, Baling'er emphasized his tone: "If there is really no other way, then we must not focus on saving people!
Do you really want your godfather to die so young and go west? "
Xue Ling shrank his head after being scolded, and muttered angrily: "Why do you feel like you can tell me what's right and what's wrong?"
Well, Baling'er's ears are very sharp, but now, he is really not in the mood to educate Xue Ling.
He reached out and slapped him hard on the forehead, not bothering to talk nonsense anymore.
Just like that, the small courtyard became quiet again.
In the quiet courtyard, time seems to have slowed down a lot. Only the afternoon sun shines hotly on the courtyard, and a few cicadas hidden among the tea trees emit the humming chirp of cicadas.
The voice became more and more urgent, as if even the air was filled with anxiety.
A quarter of an hour seemed very long, but it passed in the end.
Baling'er finally made up his mind. He gave the order, and the four people in the courtyard hardly hesitated. They each took their tokens and hurried out of the small courtyard.
Or flying with a sword, or riding a crane, the four of them went in four directions without stopping at all.
…
The courtyard was quiet, except for Mo Chengjun, who was still curled up on the recliner, sleeping peacefully.
But this kind of silence was destined not to last long. It only took two sticks of incense before two sword rainbows fell from the sky and landed outside the small courtyard.
The first one to arrive was Fairy Ruoli who was far away.
On the one hand, Zhao Rulan's sword control is fast enough.
On the other hand, the current Xinghe Sword Sect is filled with a large number of people from other sects who just hang around and make comments when they have nothing to do. She doesn't like it very much, so she chooses to meditate in the cave.
After she entered the courtyard and looked at the sleeping Mo Chengjun, her eyes couldn't help but change.
She knew what Mo Chengjun was doing, and the level of danger in verifying magical powers could not be low.
Quickly walking closer, she leaned forward slightly and stretched out her jade hands. At the same time, magic power spread into Mo Chengjun's body.
This is an extremely common detection method. Although it is not clever, it is very effective when facing monks with lower cultivation levels than yourself.
However, in just a moment, Fairy Ruoli's magic power was attacked.
Although Mo Chengjun was asleep, the magic power in his body quickly completed the outflanking, segmentation, annihilation, and exclusion with great spirituality.
When Fairy Ruoli came back to her senses, she suddenly found that she had lost the perception and control of magic power.
Even if the situation is 'critical' now, Fairy Ruoli can't help but freeze her eyes.
Not to mention other things, the purity of this magic power alone is not as good as even her Jindan Zhenren.
Then, she scratched her head.
She is a sword cultivator, not a doctor. In this situation, she really doesn't know what she can do.
However, after a while, she no longer needed to have a headache.
Because someone else is coming.
This time the person who came here was Shen Molin, the master of the practice. Not only did he come by himself, he also brought several alchemy masters from the alchemy hall with him.
Although he is not a professional, elixirs are things that are taken into the mouth after all, and one must be proficient in the human body and pharmacology.
These guys don't talk nonsense, they just use their methods when getting started, and you can tell they are professionals at first glance.
But when they stood up one by one, they all frowned.
Fairy Ruoli didn't wait patiently, so she directly grabbed an alchemy master and asked, "What's wrong with him?"
The alchemy master was still a little angry at first, but looking at Fairy Ruoli's cold eyes, all his anger melted away immediately.
He tilted his head and explained, "We still don't understand what's wrong with Master Nephew Mo?"
"No problem found?"
On the side, another alchemy master interjected: "During our examination, he just fell asleep."
Fairy Ruoli asked back: "Then have you ever seen a foundation-building monk who couldn't wake up?
Even if you are in seclusion, you will be alert at such a close distance, right? "
"I know, but that's the problem. We have tried several methods, but..."
Before the alchemy master finished speaking, he was interrupted by Silent Lin, who pointed directly to the core of the problem: "We should not dwell on this issue now, Mr. Zhou, do you have any other means?
That's right, don't worry about the loss of the elixir. Trust me, this guy has money and contribution, he can afford it. "
Elder Zhou, who was the first to speak, still frowned: "This is not a question of whether to use the elixir or not, but that we can't even determine the cause of the disease. No matter how precious the elixir is, we don't dare to use it indiscriminately!
But what? "
Speaking of this, Elder Zhou was obviously hesitant.
This made Silent Lin anxious: "Mr. Zhou, I think you know who this is.
I think you understand better the importance of this person to the sect.
So, if you have anything to say, don’t hide it, just say it directly! "
Mr. Zhou no longer hesitated and said: "Old Shen, you are actually very understanding. We immortal cultivators rarely get sick. Unless we are injured by fighting skills, normal mortal diseases are basically extinct.
This is also the healing effect of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Even those of us, alchemy masters, are more familiar with the habits of herbal spiritual plants than others, and are far from being true healers.
Therefore, it is really difficult for us if you insist on asking us to "see a doctor". "
Silent Lin is actually aware of this situation.
However, for the first time, he felt that Mr. Zhou was talking so much nonsense, and he couldn't even help it: "Mr. Zhou, now is really not the time to shirk responsibility!"
On the side, another alchemy master seemed to be anxious after hearing this, and said: "What Mr. Zhou means is that we are not professionals, but some people are!"
Silent Lin was not stupid either. As soon as his head cleared and his eyes flickered, he understood: "Are you talking about Yaowang Sect?"
"right!"
Mr. Zhou nodded immediately and added: "If this happened at other times, we would really have to be blind, but it is a coincidence that it is before the Wutong Dharma Ceremony is held.
The team from the Yao Wang Sect also arrived a few days ago. The leader's surname is Sun, who is a direct descendant of the Yao Wang Sun family.
Before entering into practice, you must first hang a pot to help the world and cure all kinds of diseases. "
Another alchemy master also responded at the right time: "The problem is that if you find the Yaowang Sect, you won't be able to hide this matter.
It is not a trivial matter for our Galaxy Sword Sect to lose face. This is where Mr. Zhou hesitates. "
Okay, so, Silent Lin understands and is confused.
This involves other sects, and it is indeed not his decision.
Just when he hesitated, he saw a sword light falling rapidly.
In an instant, the wonders of the four seasons appeared around the courtyard, and a gentle female voice sounded in everyone's ears: "Now is not the time to talk about face, Elder Shen, please come and ask Elder Yaowang to come here." .”
However, the Four Seasons Sword Master Shen Jinxiu has arrived.
While everyone was bending down to salute, Silent Lin responded: "Okay, I'll go right away."
After speaking, he walked away with his sword at an extremely fast speed.
…
It should be said that the boss is the boss. As soon as the female sword master arrived, everyone seemed to have a backbone and they all settled down.
Immediately following, Baling'er returned with his sword, and several elders from the Enlightenment Hall came after hearing the news.
For a time, the entire Mo family courtyard was more crowded than ever before.
After another cup of tea, Silent Forest pulled a hale and hearty old man with white hair and white beard from the sky.
The old man didn't waste any time and came directly to Mo Chengjun's side after he stood firm.
It should be said that the Yaowang Sect does have its own methods, and Elder Sun's secret method is really not repelled by Mo Chengjun's magic power.
The diagnosis he gave was the same as everyone else's: Mo Chengjun was sleeping.
However, Elder Sun used some kind of pupil technique to determine that although Mo Chengjun was sleeping, his three souls and seven souls were normal, and his consciousness and soul were extremely active.
Elder Sun also hit the nail on the head: "This little friend has obviously been possessed by some kind of magical power."
But, having said that, how to wake it up?
Elder Sun just said: "When people are full from sleep, they will naturally wake up!"
Okay, this is nonsense, but after all, you are not a member of the Galaxy Sword Sect. Even if you are a female sword master, you cannot be too demanding.
This situation did not change until Li Yongshou arrived with Yi Changsheng.
I saw the Jindan Master looking at Mo Chengjun, who was sleeping soundly, and was stunned for a long time.
Then, with complicated eyes, he stepped forward with heavy steps, and without hesitation, he pointed at Mo Chengjun's forehead.
However, even he himself never thought that his finger would cause such a big reaction.
He just pointed it out and quickly retracted it, but Mo Chengjun on the recliner jumped up as if he was electrocuted.
He jumped into the air, flying through the void, between being awake and confused, as if he were facing an enemy, and his unruly spirit was fully revealed.
He pointed his finger in the air, and a sword ball jumped out, turning into a sword light and flying across the sky.
Then, the sword intent filled the air,
There was sword energy that split three hundred feet into the air and separated the sea of clouds.
