"Huh? Why is he not moving? Senior brother, is he okay? Is he dead?"
The one who ran over even faster than the senior brother was the little loli Qianyu. She squatted directly next to Mo Qing, stretched out her finger, and gently poked his body, and then a look of fear appeared on her face. expression.
"How could it be so easy to die?"
The senior brother smiled faintly, waved his sleeves, and Mo Qing, who was lying on the ground with his body stretched out, disappeared in an instant.
"Senior Brother, does this count as passing the test?"
Qianxing grabbed the little Loli who ran to look through his senior brother's sleeves and asked worriedly.
"Well, let's just say, just barely, not very good...it's still a bit lacking!"
The senior brother sighed softly, as if he had something to say, but he held back.
…
A moment later, Mo Qing woke up in a bamboo forest and found himself lying on a bamboo recliner, leisurely and leisurely, like an uncle.
And the man who was as calm as a god was standing aside, holding a paper fan in his hand. He looked so free and unrestrained, as if he was a handsome young man in troubled times.
"This is the Divine Intention Sect, and I am Wang Jinghong."
The senior brother turned his head and glanced at Mo Qing lightly, then looked into the distance and stopped talking.
Although there are only two short sentences, the meaning is very obvious——
I'm done, it's your turn.
Divine Will Gate?
It’s not the Xuantian Dao Sect!
"Uh... I'm here, Mo Qing, a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect, is eighteen years old and lives in..."
After saying a few words, Mo Qing also realized that he was probably not dead!
Didn't die in the primitive forest near Xuantian Dao Sect's branch!
The man in front of me saved him for some unknown reason.
In this case, there is nothing to hide.
So, Mo Qing honestly explained everything about himself.
And senior brother Wang Jinghong is obviously a person who is very good at grasping the key points.
For example, as Mo Qing said, the earth, practicing sects, supernatural powers, werewolves, etc.
As for the Shen Fist Sect, it is just a little-known sect, and the boxing skills it teaches are just ordinary small boxing types, even a little partial.
However, the phrase "punch for justice" struck Wang Jinghong inexplicably.
"It's really just a few days in the cave, and a thousand years in the world!" Wang Jinghong sighed with a smile, gently shook the paper fan, and motioned for Mo Qing to continue.
Mo Qing didn't stop until he finished talking about his cultivation, experience, and battle, and why he was seriously injured and dying, losing consciousness.
As for what happened here after being rescued, it goes without saying.
Mo Qing felt that there was no way to tell whether what he experienced when he rashly broke into the bamboo forest was real or a false dream. Talking about it would only increase his troubles.
"Now that you have recovered and joined the Divine Fist Sect, you'd better hurry up and go back..."
Wang Jinghong sighed again.
From Mo Qing's narration, he could clearly judge that although there was only one word difference between the so-called Divine Fist Sect and the Divine Will Sect where he was, they were actually very different.
One is in the sky and the other is on the ground.
There is no comparison.
However, things come first, and Mo Qing is the first to worship the Divine Fist. As Wang Jinghong, it is not easy to snatch people directly.
Unless Mo Qing is willing.
"Uh, Wang...Brother, can I hide here for a while so as not to be hunted down directly when I go back? In that case, wouldn't it be in vain for you to save me?" Mo Qing asked.
Although the other party was unwilling to say more, Mo Qing felt that this was at least a practicing sect, and maybe it was a hidden sect with an astonishing foundation!
The guy named Zhou Laosan, although his name is not very good, but the power behind him is absolutely powerful.
Everyone knows the house number of his house, and maybe they will investigate the cause of Zhou Laosan's death.
Even, venting his anger on himself...
It's all possible!
However, no matter how powerful those people are, they can't find them here for a while.
As long as you seize the time, pass on the warlock inheritance you received in your dream to the society, integrate them all, improve your strength, and have the ability to protect yourself, it's not too late to leave!
Or maybe the Shenyi Sect also takes a fancy to my martial arts aptitude, takes him under the sect, becomes a formal disciple, and teaches the secrets of cultivation, wouldn't it mean that he can go directly to heaven!
If you don’t hug this ready-made thigh tightly now, when will you wait?
"In this case, I won't hide it."
Wang Jinghong put away the folding fan in his hand, turned around, and looked directly at Mo Qing, who was standing aside and looked a little reserved, "I have a junior sister who has been practicing with me since she was a child. Now she is considered a success. After a while, I will I plan to let her go out to practice, but she has never been out before. When she goes outside, she is unfamiliar with the place and is afraid of being bullied..."
"Senior brother, don't worry!"
When Mo Qing heard what the other party said, he immediately clasped his fists and expressed his stance: "But I have a trust, I will go through fire and water, no matter what, I will risk my life to protect the safety of my junior sister!"
"When you say this, it seems that I am repaying a favor, not a gentleman." Wang Jinghong smiled faintly and shook his head.
"You should repay your life for saving your life." Mo Qing said calmly.
"It doesn't have to be like this. My junior sister is also quite capable. It's not a problem to protect herself in times of trouble. She just doesn't know much about the outside world and can easily suffer losses." Wang Jinghong said.
"The outside world..."
Mo Qing sighed.
It's wonderful, but also very helpless.
The news of the revival of spiritual energy is still fermenting on the Internet and has not yet been confirmed.
But werewolves, superpowers, and practicing sects all appeared at once...
Even Bai Yueguang, the beauty student god Siyu, who is in the hearts of all the senior boys in the entire No. 1 High School, actually publicly worshiped the Xuantian Dao Sect!
Where can I go to reason?
However, no matter how the outside world changes, there are always some things that remain unchanged.
The jungle is still the same jungle.
The law is still the same law.
"Let's see, do you have any practice? If so, do you have any questions that you don't understand? Although Wang is not talented and is a few years older than you, I can give you a few pointers. I would like to thank you for your kindness." Wang Jinghong said.
"That's... okay. I've accidentally practiced some techniques. I don't know if I've made any mistakes. I'd like to ask my senior brother for advice."
Mo Qingzhengchou didn't have a chance to talk about cultivation matters. Since the other party took the initiative to speak, he decisively took out the warlock inheritance he had received and asked for advice directly.
How wonderful.
There is no need to retaliate with life.
Just be a guide.
You can also ask questions about spiritual practice...
This episode should be written by the male protagonist Shuangwen.
The worst thing is that it is also a counter attack flow.
…
One wants to teach and the other wants to learn.
Time passed quickly, and before you knew it, there was a rustling sound, and a figure walked slowly from not far away.
"Elder brother, it's time to eat."
Qianxing came close with a food box, opened it, and took out the delicious food.
Gulu!
Gulu!
Mo Qing's stomach growled in response. At the same time, he also noticed Qianxing's appearance, and instantly felt a sense of astonishment.
This sister,
I seem to have seen it somewhere...
Sensing Mo Qing's gaze, Qianxing smiled faintly, nodded as a greeting, and then stayed by the side to listen to Wang Jinghong continue to explain the technique.
Wang Jinghong didn't stop explaining, so Mo Qing was embarrassed to get something to eat first. He endured his hunger and listened attentively, writing down every word and sentence clearly.
Don’t understand?
It doesn’t matter, you can write it down first and understand it later when you have time.
Mo Qing has a special method when it comes to memory.
…
After another meal, Mo Qing's stomach was already drumming, and he was gurgling loudly.
Wang Jinghong had no choice but to continue talking.
Overall, I am quite satisfied with Mo Qing.
"Okay, let's stop talking about it today. You won't be able to remember it if I talk too much."
Wang Jinghong unfolded the folding fan, shook it a few times, and signaled Qianxing to leave together.
"Thank you, senior brother."
Mo Qing cupped his fists and saluted. After the other party left, he grabbed the contents of the food box and wolfed them down.
…
In the next few days, Wang Jinghong has been here to guide Mo Qing's practice, and from time to time pointed out some mistakes in Mo Qing's understanding, which helped him avoid many detours in his practice.
With Wang Jinghong's guidance, Mo Qing has made rapid progress. He has become completely familiar with the practice of warlocks. He now understands many things that he didn't understand or didn't understand clearly.
I don’t know if the food sent by Qianxing is particularly delicious. Mo Qing feels that in just a few days, not only has he made great progress in martial arts training, but also in physical fitness, punching speed, strength and other aspects. All aspects have improved.
It feels like it has evolved.
Became a more powerful existence.
"If you feel like this, it means you are on the right track, and you are truly embarking on a path to becoming stronger."
When Mo Qing told his senior brother Wang Jinghong his true feelings, the latter commented like this.
Wang Jinghong also recognized and was satisfied with Mo Qing's efforts and progress.
All he had to do was take over as a teacher and accept a disciple on the spot.
In the Shenyi Sect, as the top eldest brother, Wang Jinghong has such qualifications, inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people.
In contrast, there are very few people like Mo Qing who received Wang Jinghong's guidance before officially becoming a disciple.
If this matter spreads, I don’t know how many people will pay attention and cause envy, jealousy and hatred.
Even some formal disciples who have been practicing for many years may not have such an opportunity.
However, Mo Qing didn't know all this.
I only know that when he talks about the topic of "the outside world", senior brother Wang Jinghong will turn his back to him and look into the distance, seemingly careless, but in fact he will listen carefully and not miss any detail.
The little loli Qianyu would bring a small bamboo stool and sit next to her cousin Qianxing, holding her cute little round face and listening attentively, as if listening to a bedtime story.
Whenever Mo Qing mentioned something interesting, she would laugh loudly in cooperation.
Even Qianxing, who looks very quiet, has a faint smile on his face.
Every time at this time, Mo Qing could not help but feel his heart beat faster, wanting to perform even harder.
