At midnight, go down the mountain.
It was quiet all around, except for the chirping of insects.
Mo Chengjun rode on the four-eared donkey demon and walked on the winding mountain road. The cold wind blew, and his fevered head finally cooled down.
Then, he slapped his thigh and shouted in annoyance: "I'll wipe it, did I agree?"
This, this, is this something I should be involved in?
How could I agree? "
You want to ask Mo Chengjun if he is willing to attend the Wutong Dharma Assembly and give lectures to these visitors from other sects?
Are you kidding me?
Isn't this uncomfortable?
As a scientific research boss, what he wants is a stable environment, a continuous supply of experimental materials, and projects that can be studied.
Others, he really doesn't like.
What does it mean to become famous once and for all?
No one in the world knows you!
What does that have to do with him?
Moreover, speaking of his true nature, Mo Chengjun is quite self-aware.
He did not become arrogant because of the praise from outsiders; nor did he become arrogant because of his rapid rise in status.
He may have achieved some research results, or he may be eloquent and eloquent in large lectures.
Even those Nascent Soul cultivators and sect bosses came to listen to his lectures and showed him some respect.
But in fact?
He is essentially just a minor cultivator in the foundation-building stage. His magic power is not deep and his cultivation level is not high.
Being able to speak eloquently and eloquently in a large class is just to drag the big guys into the field in which they are good at, and then use their unique thinking mode and research results to defeat them.
To put it bluntly, it’s like I’m the best singer among singers, or the best singer among boxers.
This was considered a different approach, but he really didn't feel that he was such a great person.
Perhaps, one day, when he becomes a Yang Shen Immortal, wields a sword to control the world, and can come and go freely, he will be able to show his majesty.
What now?
Let’s be more sober in the world.
When we should be low-key, we must be low-key;
When it’s time to give in, we have to give in too.
That’s okay!
Therefore, when he first heard that the female sword master asked him to participate in the Wutong Dharma Assembly, he pretended to be dumbfounded and refused in various ways.
But, after all, I couldn’t refuse.
At this time, he also knew in his heart that the two sighs made by the female sword master must have used some means.
But even if he didn't use any means, how could he really refuse?
The boss has spoken and told you the secret behind it, can you still refuse?
But the problem is, Mo Chengjun seems to be able to see that his stable and leisurely life is gradually moving away from him.
What a worry!
The boy's head turned white with sorrow!
…
Mountain peak, inside the Bamboo Garden.
The female sword master stood there as always, watching Mo Chengjun ride away on the donkey and then disappear into the vast night.
She stood there, but was speechless for a long time.
Quietly, someone appeared next to her.
He was a middle-aged man with extraordinary splendor. He was dressed in white, with slightly gray hair on his temples. He had an ethereal and earthly temperament, mixed with calmness and self-importance.
Anyone who works within the Galaxy Sword Sect may have never seen this person in person, and it is absolutely impossible that he has never seen a portrait.
This person is the second true disciple of the Galaxy Ancestor, the master brother mentioned by the Female Sword Master, and the current actual controller of the Galaxy Sword Sect.
This one walked up to the female sword master, looked outside, and then said, "You, too, actually used the magical power of 'Reverberating Sounds' on a disciple-generation Foundation-Building Monk.
If this matter were caused by Tianyin Shenni, I would probably regret teaching you this little magical skill. "
Alone together, the female sword master was obviously more casual. She shrugged and said helplessly: "Then what do you think we should do?
This little guy doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but he passed the ninth level of questioning the heart during the talent test.
It seems that he is usually lazy and unwilling to even go out of the mountain gate, but his mental toughness and strong opinions are definitely beyond imagination.
Not to mention that he also practiced the "Zhongtian Arctic Ziwei Contemplation Method" and other spiritual and mysterious techniques.
So, do you really think it's easy to convince him? "
The middle-aged handsome uncle was slightly stunned, looking at his junior sister with unspeakable surprise: "I know that you value him very much and that he is very talented, but I didn't expect that you would actually comment on him. So high?"
"Is it high?"
The female sword master Shen Jinxiu smiled casually, but her words were serious: "Xuan Xuanzi is the first person of the third generation. Although he was defeated this time, the fifty-year-old Jindan Perfection can already be called a genius.
But he was able to achieve such an achievement because he joined our Galaxy Sword Sect.
As for Mo Chengjun, he just built the foundation, not because he joined our Galaxy Sword Sect, but because he has only been in Taoism for ten years. "
The handsome middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were a little more serious, but he did not dwell on this issue, but said: "So, do you think you can really regain some ground by asking him to lecture on the law this time? "
“No one can guarantee what didn’t happen.
but……"
The female sword master paused and asked, "Do you have a better choice?"
As soon as these words came out, the handsome middle-aged man was completely speechless.
To be honest, Xuan Xuanzi was trained by him. He singled out this one among the one hundred thousand disciples of Xinghe Sword Sect.
When it comes to character, talent, character, qualifications, and charm, all of them are considered the best choice, and he can be regarded as the designated successor to the next head.
This one, even the Lord of the Seventh Palace, is quite satisfied.
Then, he met Luo Xiaoyao.
Nascent Soul Daxiu, who was less than fifty years old, was still a sword cultivator. Even at that time, he was far inferior to them.
As a result, they wisely gave up fighting for supremacy.
It’s not that the huge Galaxy Sword Sect can’t find anyone who can defeat Luo Xiaoyao, they can actually grab a lot of them, but they are limited to people under fifty years old. That’s, ahem...
And this is very embarrassing!
This is also one of the plans of the Sword Fu Sect and other sects. The Galaxy Sword Sect always wants to lose face.
Because I want to lose face, I can't do anything random, and I don't dare to use many methods.
Also because I want to lose face, I have to find some ground.
If you can't get it back, then the subsequent negotiations will have to be three points weaker.
Judging from this new human-emperor struggle, the Galaxy Sword Sect is actually not in a hurry, and when they reach their position, there is no need to be too anxious.
But the younger brothers who follow them have to eat meat, so they always have to encourage the boss to fight and rob.
This may be the so-called "the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry".
This was also the case. They had all given up on letting Mo Chengjun preach, but then they brought it up again.
As for Mo Chengjun, he really doesn't need a big reputation, nor does he need the title of 'Phoenix Son' to make a name for himself in the world.
That would just annoy him!
However, as a member of the Galaxy Sword Sect, his wishes must be succumbed to the overall interests of the Galaxy Sword Sect.
This is an individual's submission to the collective, and there is nothing we can do about it!
At this moment, the middle-aged handsome man smiled bitterly: "There is really no better choice. I just hope that he will not disappoint us."
The female swordsman smiled gently again and said, "Do you really think that my magical power of 'Reverberating Sounds' has had an effect?"
The handsome middle-aged man was stunned: "Didn't it work?"
"It shouldn't be said that there isn't one, but the time is very short."
"What's behind that?"
The middle-aged handsome man spoke in a normal way, but suddenly paused. After a moment, he burst out laughing and said, "This kid is quite interesting!"
Smiling, he felt inexplicably more confident about the sermon that was about to take place at the Wutong Dharma Assembly.
The moonlight is dim,
The mountain wind howled.
In the Bamboo Garden, the two discussed business matters, but the handsome middle-aged man was not in a hurry to leave.
The two of them stood there side by side, looking at the mountains in the distance like black clouds, and the peaks and mountains gathering together, as if they had become a landscape.
After a long, long time, the middle-aged handsome man suddenly said naggingly: "Jinxiu, do you know that I am really, really tired?
I'm afraid that every wrong decision I make will cause the Galaxy Sword Sect to be doomed. "
"Jinxiu, actually, you are more suitable for the position of headmaster than me. I am not as decisive as you, nor as firm as you."
"Jinxiu, I miss the master, and I miss the senior brother even more."
"If Senior Brother is still here, I can hide behind him and steal chickens and catch fish every day. I actually like to cook for everyone.
As you know, I am a good cook. "
"Junior Sister Jinxiu, I'm actually having a hard time..."
"..."
It is hard to imagine that the headmaster of the Galaxy Sword Sect is such a headmaster, and the female swordsman only listened without saying a word, but she was the most loyal listener.
However, the mountain wind got stronger and stronger, and the handsome uncle's chattering was finally submerged in the mountain wind and disappeared.
The grand plan of immortality has lasted for hundreds of years, and the mountain ghosts have listened!
…
When Mo Chengjun returned to the Mo family courtyard, it was already very late, but Baling'er was still waiting in the courtyard.
When he saw Mo Chengjun returning, he took a few steps forward and asked, "Are you okay?"
After looking Mo Chengjun up and down again, he said: "Palace Master is looking for you, what is the important matter?"
Mo Chengjun nodded and did not hide anything: "The palace master hopes that I will participate in the Wutong Dharma Assembly!"
"Wutong Dharma Conference?! Ah, just you?"
Baling'er's behavior was exactly the same as Mo Chengjun's before. He widened his eyes and said after a long while: "Are you kidding me?"
"What do you think?"
"But is this asking you to die? Although you have some means, are you confident in facing Luo Xiaoyao?"
Mo Chengjun grinned: "So, the palace master asked me to open the forum and preach."
"Oh, that's pretty much it."
Baling'er suddenly understood, but then, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost, he asked: "Preaching?
You are the only one who is preaching to those big bosses from outside the sect and is a foundation-building monk? "
Mo Chengjun asked, "So, do you think I'm not worthy?"
Baling'er tilted his head: "It's either that I'm not worthy, or that, that's, that's..."
Three 'yes's in a row, Baling'er still didn't spit out what it was.
Mo Chengjun slapped his thigh and said: "Actually, I don't want to either. Do you know how many times I rejected the palace master!!!
But the palace master insisted on letting me go, several times, and I couldn't refute the palace master's face too much.
So, alas, Senior Brother Ba, you know little brother, I am actually a very low-key person! "
Baling'er: "..."
At this moment, Baling'er didn't tilt his head, and he didn't think about anything else. He just watched Mo Chengjun's performance quietly.
After a while, he turned around and walked out again.
Mo Chengjun hurriedly said: "Hey, Bage, are you leaving now?
No, you are not allowed to help my brother and me with advice, what clothes to wear, what style to wear, what kind of opening to use?
How can we become a blockbuster? "
This time, Baling'er ran faster. He swore that if he couldn't beat him, he would let the other party know.
What does it mean to not show off? If you pretend to be cool, you will be struck by lightning!
