Well, that means Mo Chengjun is not here, otherwise, he would have to laugh his head off.
Although with his memory, he definitely couldn't tell which chapter or chapter this fragment of page belonged to, but judging from the text and the characters, it must belong to that huge book, "Journey to the West".
However, if you read "Journey to the West" as official history, it is an understatement to say that you are laughing your ass off.
Of course, it only took two seconds for his smile to freeze on his face, and he couldn't even pat it away.
"Journey to the West"?
This is "Journey to the West", why does it appear here?
Think again about the Three-Character Sutra of children’s enlightenment.
Think of the Lotus Sect, which got its name from the saying, "I only love the lotus that comes out of the mud but is not stained, and touches the clear ripples without being evil."
Think about the ancient poems, customs, festivals, and even words that exist in his memory.
If it weren't for the topography of the Kyushu continent, it would be completely different from the ancient country of Blue Star in my memory.
Otherwise, he would just think that he was in the past or the future.
Or some parallel world?
But even so, he had to suspect that people from that ancient country must have been here a long time ago.
Or it brought the fire of civilization and spread knowledge.
Or maybe this is an ancient colony in the galaxy countless years ago.
In fact, Mo Chengjun had these speculations for more than a day or two.
In fact, the real world is not in the world after all. It can be solved by setting it like this. There must be cause and effect and logic.
As for him, he is actually more inclined to the latter guess.
In this way, it can also explain a little bit the way he came from the sky and fell to the ground while sitting in a dormant chamber.
But, how did a good scientific and technological civilization turn into this world of immortality?
This cannot be explained again!
Fortunately, Mo Chengjun was not here, otherwise, there would have been countless brainstorms waiting for him, and countless brain cells would have died on the spot.
What he didn't even expect was that the 'Heavenly Court' that was blown out with false background was actually proven and spread throughout the Eight Immortal Sects and the Zhao Royal Family.
It is true that things in the world are wonderful, nothing more than this!
Of course, Mo Chengjun didn't know this now. He just flapped his wings, cut through the blue sky, and headed towards the familiar mountain, familiar city, and familiar sect.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or not, but when he returned, it snowed heavily.
Goose-feather-like snowflakes fell one after another, and in just a few hours, the mountains decorated with snow turned white.
Mo Chengjun looked a little confused when he saw this scene.
A year ago, he left in the wind and snow.
A year later, when he returned, he was still greeted by wind and snow.
…
Still waiting for the sect's formation to open, he used the technique of "False Action" to cover himself and entered wrapped in the wind and snow.
Then he entered Tianhen Mountain, entered the Mo family's mansion, entered his own backyard, and then entered his own secret room.
A year later, there is still one hair left on the futon.
Just because no one has been active this year, this secret room seems much deserted.
Mo Chengjun, on the other hand, was not in a hurry to go out again. Instead, he waved his hand to stir up a whirlwind and swept away the dust before he sat down on the futon.
Then, he spit out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.
After all, the punch from the Half-step Martial Saint was not so easy to withstand. Anyone else, even Yangshen Daxiu, would have to go to the underworld to welcome ghosts after receiving this punch.
Simply put, he was physically very strong and avoided the vital point. The punch seemed to be powerful and penetrated his body, but it was only a matter of time before he recovered.
Not to mention, since the encounter with the evil ghost king, he has exchanged many kinds of elixirs for various kinds of elixirs. He used them in time and recovered a lot.
But the only troublesome thing about this injury is the trace of martial arts power entrenched in his chest.
Although the path for a warrior to become an immortal is different, at this stage, it is really the same as a monk becoming an immortal. It is already a different world.
To be honest, a ninth-grade warrior, even if he reaches the realm of a first-grade grand master, is still inferior to the monk Yang Shen.
It's not the difference in absolute lethality, but the method is too single.
But when I arrived at Wuxian, it was really different.
The last dynasty, the establishment of Daxia for thousands of years, did not rely on the yet-to-be-perfected alien arts, nor the benevolence of demons and monsters. It was just because the human race had martial saints, who were most capable of killing and killing.
And because their life span is much shorter than that of demon immortals, they are not afraid of life and death and dare to risk their lives.
Especially before dying, finding a monster and a fairy to die together has even become a consensus among everyone at a certain period, and it really scares many monsters and ghosts.
As for Tu Su, the trace of Martial Saint's power he had gained was injected into Mo Chengjun's body.
This is the most terrible thing.
It should be said that this trace of the Martial Saint's power is actually not much, just a trace, but it is as difficult to get rid of as maggots on the tarsal bones, let alone destroy it.
Although Tu Su was dead, the divine will of this Martial Saint's power had not weakened at all.
It seemed to have a will of its own. It was flowing everywhere in Mo Chengjun's body. It was not entirely causing damage. It was also cultivating, absorbing nutrients, and flowing through the blood throughout the body.
Even though Mo Chengjun was chasing him, using eighteen martial arts skills and thirty-six strategies, he still couldn't catch this slippery "little loach".
From time to time, this "little loach" would gather enough strength to fight back, causing Mo Chengjun to suffer a lot. From time to time, he would have to cough up blood, which was really uncomfortable.
This martial saint really doesn't have much power, otherwise, he would be in big trouble.
At this point, Mo Chengjun was finally able to calm down. It took him several days to trap this trace of Martial Saint's power in one place, and he was able to suppress it reluctantly. He felt much better.
After using the Water Mirror Technique, I looked inside and saw that my face had improved a lot and had color, and finally I no longer looked sick.
Therefore, Mo Chengjun no longer sought to completely solve the hidden dangers, but chose to leave the country.
Finally, the one-year period is coming, and he can no longer stay here. He must at least go out to report that he is safe.
…
That night.
The heavy snow has stopped, and a incomplete bright moon hangs in the sky. The radiant light reflects the snow-covered mountains, and the bright sky and earth are as bright as day.
Mo Chengjun finally opened the door to the retreat room and walked out slowly.
Under the increasingly prosperous peach trees, he looked up at the sky, the earth, the distance and the bright moon, feeling as if he was in another world.
Seemingly hearing the noise, Xue Ling was the first to rush out. When he saw Mo Chengjun, he still didn't believe his eyes. He rubbed his eyes before shouting in surprise: "Godfather, are you finally out of seclusion?"
"Out of seclusion!"
Mo Chengjun nodded. Looking at his godson, he felt that he had grown thicker and had a calmer temperament after not seeing him for a year. He was already older than the naughty and mischievous little guy in his memory. Not the same anymore.
Xue Ling was still a little nervous and asked: "Godfather, has your golden elixir been completed?"
"It's done!" As he said that, Mo Chengjun showed a hint of golden elixir.
"It's done, it's really done. I said with my godfather's amazing talent, how could it not be possible!"
Xue Ling got the answer he wanted and almost jumped up with joy. He said directly: "I have to talk to Xin'er and make her happy."
As he said that, he made a spell and cast a spell, condensing it into a mana firework, and flew away with a puff.
The speed of Mo Chengjun is slightly different.
However, after a moment of concentration, Mo Chengjun seemed to have discovered something and asked: "Xue Ling, have you already established the foundation?"
Xue Ling laughed: "I successfully built the foundation five months ago. I have changed all my magic power into "Seven Mysterious Sword Qi", and now I am also an official inner disciple."
Mo Chengjun was slightly stunned, a little ashamed.
After calling him "Godfather, Godfather" for so long, he seemed to have gained some strength in understanding the meaning of the sword, but nothing else had any effect.
After pondering for a moment, he asked: "Then which sword art are you majoring in now?"
"Ten steps and one killing technique!"
"Good!"
This choice was not beyond Mo Chengjun's expectation. He pondered slightly: "When I have time, I will tailor a set of swordsmanship for you. Can it be regarded as a gift for you to break the mirror and build the foundation?"
"Really?" Happiness came so suddenly that Xue Ling found it difficult to accept it.
Mo Chengjun glanced at him and asked, "Has your godfather ever lied to you?"
"Of course not."
"So, do you think your godfather is bragging?"
"That's even more impossible. What my godfather boasts about is never bullshit, but a goal, a direction, and a beacon."
Oops, Xue Ling's little mouth is finally not so honest. I like this flattery.
But just when Mo Chengjun was still about to say something, a whistling wind came. The sound arrived before the people arrived.
"Godfather, you are out of seclusion!"
Mo Chengjun turned around and saw a slim figure running towards him quickly. He opened his arms and wanted to pounce on him.
Mo Chengjun quickly took a step back, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said, "Wait a minute, is it Xiao Xin'er?"
"Yes! My godfather doesn't recognize me anymore?"
"Really, a woman's eighteenth transformation?"
Well, if Xue Ling has changed slightly, then Xiao Xin'er has been really different this year.
The original Xiao Xin'er took the route of a cute and smart little loli, but what about this one now?
One year is not a long time, but she has really grown completely.
With a height of nearly 1.7 meters, big black eyes and a sweet smile, it is no exaggeration to say that she is "bright and graceful with bright teeth". She has really become a big girl.
Mo Chengjun looked up and down before asking: "Xiao Xin'er, have you reached the twelfth level of Qi Entrainment?"
"Yes!"
"Have you decided not to pursue the path of sword cultivation and want to focus on magic and magical powers?"
"Hmm, godfather noticed it?"
"Haha, if you want to become a sword cultivator, you can already go into seclusion to break through and build the foundation. But you still haven't, so you just want to pursue the path of legal cultivation."
Mo Chengjun pondered slightly, and then said: "Don't be anxious, give your godfather some time, and I will tailor a breath-taking method for you.
By the way, are you still practicing the "Jingzhe Method" I taught you before? "
"Yes, godfather told me, so naturally I don't dare to slack off."
Xiao Xin'er said seriously, but she just turned her head and felt a little unnatural: "It's just that this technique has no realms, and I don't know how far I have reached."
"That's enough."
As he said that, Mo Chengjun finally remembered something. His eyes passed over Xue Ling and Ba Nichang, then looked into the distance and asked, "Just you two?
Xin'er, where is your father?
Why don't you dare to come and see me?
You can tell him that if he doesn't come this time, I will block the door of his house.
Haha, this time, instead of using my magical powers, I will use my sword skills to let him see how powerful I am. "
Xiao Xin'er and Xue Ling looked at each other, and finally Xue Ling continued: "Godfather, Master Ba has been out on a mission for three months."
"Going out?" Mo Chengjun frowned slightly and asked Ba Nichang, "What about your mother?"
Xiao Xin'er: "I also took the mission and went out."
Both husband and wife are on a mission. Isn't this a bit unusual?
Mo Chengjun knew that in order to take care of Xiao Xin'er, although the two of them also received outing assignments, they agreed not to go out together.
Xue Ling spoke at the right time: "Godfather, you have been in seclusion for the past year, but in fact many major events have happened in the sect.
The situation in Yunzhou has changed a lot. Many sect disciples have taken missions and are stationed in their respective areas.
Now, the sect is very empty, almost empty. "
Mo Chengjun was stunned.
Is Yunzhou already in such chaos?
