Qingzhou, Momen.

Lu Chaoge was tinkering with [Weapon Refining Technique] outside his bamboo house.

Previously, Aunt Ning gave him a booklet, which recorded some exquisite gadgets and a set of weapon refining techniques.

Lu Chaoge spent 10,000 experience points to upgrade this weapon refining technique to level 1. Due to bad luck, the two attempts just now ended in failure.

Yes, weapon refining is like a big gamble, whether it succeeds or not depends on your face.

Of course, the higher the skill level, the higher the success rate.

However, Lu Chaoge, like most players, always feels that this so-called success rate is false.

The success rate refers to the average success rate of all players with the same skill level.

Since it is an average, then some people must be European emperors and some people are non-chiefs.

Do it over and over, but it still depends on your face!

"My [opportunity] of 3.1415926 is fake, right?" Lu Chaoge was speechless.

[Opportunity] is equivalent to [luck value]. The simplest weapon refining can end in double failure. He suspected that he should be negative.

"You are disrespecting the Chosen One!" Lu Chaoge was so angry that his mouth twisted.

The Mo sect is not as big as the big sects, so Lu Chaoge still feels a little sad for wasting two supplies of weapon refining materials.

He understands that when heaven entrusts a person with a great responsibility, he must first work hard on his mind and body.

But he didn't expect to be poor for so long!

He is already in his twenties. In a few years, he will not be worthy of shouting "Don't bully young people into poverty".

What's more, it's not a problem to always go to the kind-hearted Aunt Ning to have sex for free. He is now waiting for the fake players to come and make a lot of money.

Still, fool's money is the best way to make money.

At this moment, a red exclamation point suddenly appeared in front of Lu Chaoge's eyes, which was a prompt from the system.

Lu Chaoge frowned secretly, and then clicked on the prompt message.

Soon, he stood up and flew out of the mountain.

The third disciple of Momen, Mo Dongfang, is in danger!

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Lu Chaoge was not surprised that the system would send a prompt message.

Because he has all the functions of the player, and after the player joins the sect, if a sect disciple is killed in the surrounding area, there is a certain chance that the aid mission will be triggered.

For example, in Lu Chaoge's previous life, his Master Gun Nun in Chunqiu Mountain once encountered something. He triggered the mission, and then led a group of hired boys to kill all the way, and a wave of heroes came.

Save beauty and improve [favorability].

Later, because the [favorability] was raised too high, the phenomenon of jockey Zhizu almost happened.

This is thanks to the fact that in his previous life, he simply regarded "Tianxuanjie" as a game and did not suffer from the so-called deterioration of filial piety.

If you are a master, you should be a master. Why do you still think about sitting in the driver's seat?

Now, teasing is my hobby, it's your fault to be tempted!

In his previous life, he regarded the NPCs in the game as paper figures. He thought they were just a bunch of data and had little interest in them.

Of course, after time traveling, his mentality has already changed drastically.

This paper figure and this data are so delicious!

——It was not destroyed in the first place!

At this moment, the system interface gave Lu Chaoge a [coordinate], and he flew quickly according to this [coordinate], but he felt that he was unable to do so.

"Passion Valley." Lu Chaoge looked at this location and thought it was really far away.

It would take him several hours to fly all the way from Momen.

If it were really a matter of life and death, a few hours would be enough to cool it down several times!

Lu Chaoge's heart tightened and he was worried about Mo Dongfang.

Lu Dongli has accepted so many disciples, and among the male disciples, Lu Chaoge's favorite is actually Mo Dongfang.

Although this child's talent seems to be the worst among all.

Whether it's [Gen Bone] or [Swordsmanship Qualification], this guy is worthy of the title of Momen's Third Senior Brother, both of which only have 3 points.

Compared to the new junior junior sister, Xiaoqiu, a waistless, round-faced chick, there is a world of difference, and she is too ordinary.

In the ancient times when [Qi Training Technique] had not yet appeared, Mo Dongfang's qualifications did not necessarily qualify him to practice it.

The only thing worthy of praise is that this guy's [Opportunity] attribute is very strange. Lu Chaoge threw a [Detection] over it, and the value displayed was: [?].

This is the first time Lu Chaoge has seen this situation.

And as they got along later, he probably understood why [?].

Because this guy's luck is good and bad. When it's good, it's great. When it's bad, it's just bad luck. They're two extremes.

"Mo Dongfang, Mo Dongfang, I don't know whether you are on the good side or the bad side now." Lu Chaoge said in his heart.

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Passion Valley, in a small village.

Mo Dongfang's sword energy was bluff and average in power, but the movement was so loud that other practitioners could sense it even from a long distance away.

However, compared to the powerful dragon beast, he is too weak.

He only had time to use his sword before his whole body was hit by the dragon beast's tail and he flew backwards.

If the pendant magic weapon hanging around his neck hadn't flashed with a golden light and protected him all over, he would have died from the blow just now, instead of being seriously injured like now.

At this moment, Mo Dongfang was protecting the peasant woman under him. If he hadn't grabbed the peasant woman just now, the residual power of the dragon beast's blow would have easily torn her apart and turned her into blood clots!

Even so, when the two fell out, the peasant woman was slightly injured, but it was better than death.

After receiving the blow from the dragon beast, Mo Dongfang felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and there was no pain anywhere.

His eyelids were very heavy, but he still held the wooden sword in his hand tightly.

The dragon beast swam forward, its red eyes filled with bloodthirsty and indifference.

For it, the flesh and blood of practitioners is naturally more flavorful than ordinary people, and is a tonic.

At this moment, a black light fell from the sky, and the dragon beast suddenly avoided it and fled immediately.

It sensed an extremely terrifying aura!

The breath from a great practitioner!

That black light was a spear falling from the sky!

A spear that would look very familiar to Lu Chaoge and be extremely surprising if he saw it.

A cold voice came from the nine heavens, coldly:

"Which kind of kid?"

Mo Dongfang, who was seriously injured on the ground, glanced at the black spear that scared off the dragon beast, and felt that this spear was full of terrible pressure and violent killing aura.

As if he remembered the instructions of the master's uncle, the short and ugly boy's mouth was full of blood, but he still endured the severe pain and said:

"Momen!"

"Mo Dongfang!"

The cold female voice continued to come from high in the sky, still cold: "Momen? I haven't heard of it."

"But you're not bad." The voice said again.

In fact, facing the dragon beast, Mo Dongfang was indeed weak, but without him, the peasant woman would have died.

Mo Dongfang grinned, and the short, ugly young man holding a wooden sword muttered in a low voice: "That's natural. The master uncle said that I am the person who most resembles the Great Sage..."

After saying that, he passed out.

"Great Sage? What Great Sage?" The cold voice continued to come, but Mo Dongfang couldn't hear it for the time being.

He was in a coma and had a long dream.

He dreamed about that year, that day, that place, and the couple from back then.

Mo Dongfang was born in Zaoli County, the same small town where Lu Chaoge and his sister would stay for a few days when they were on the Day of Transformation.

It was a peaceful afternoon when he and his peers were playing in front of a small courtyard, and then he met the pair of otherworldly-looking siblings.

It happened that my brother was telling a story to his sister who was celebrating her birthday, and a group of little kids were squatting nearby and telling stories.

Lu Chaoge is talking about "Journey to the West" which is a must-read for time travellers, but he is talking about the magically modified version.

For example, the Great Sage Qitian no longer uses the Ruyi Golden Cudgel, but uses a long sword named [Ruyi]. He is a swordsman.

He modified it according to his own bad taste, and as a result, both Lu Dongli and the group of little brats eavesdropping on the side listened with gusto.

Lu Chaoge stopped talking later, took Lu Dongli's little hand, and went into the house to eat pears.

The little kids, including Mo Dongfang, played role-playing games.

It's just that Mo Dongfang is small and has a birthmark on his face. Every time, he pretends to be a monster and is chased by a group of children holding wooden swords who call themselves the Monkey King. He falls to the ground several times.

Xiao Mo Dongfang was sweating profusely from running and had bruises on his legs. He looked aggrieved and said: "You always pretend to be the Monkey King, can you let me be the Monkey King for once?"

A chubby little man holding a wooden sword stood up, looked down at the short Mo Dongfang and said, "No!"

"Look at your face, you clown, you should be pretending to be a monster!"

There is no shortage of children without tutoring in this world, and there is no shortage of people who judge people by their appearance.

Although children's words are innocent, they can also hurt others.

"Then I won't play anymore." Mo Dongfang was dejected and his whole body was drooping.

"If you don't want to play, don't play! You clowns!" The little chubby boy who looked like the king of children made a face, and then called to the other children: "Let's go! Let's go over there and play!"

Mo Dongfang, who was alone, picked up a branch from the ground and used it as a small wooden sword.

His family background is not good, he was raised by his grandmother, and he cannot afford a wooden sword as a toy.

He imitated the Monkey King in the story, poked the ground with a branch, and then shouted childishly: "Land! Come out!"

A deep voice sounded behind him: "Ahem, who is calling the old man?"

Xiao Mo Dongfang turned around in surprise, only to see that handsome man looking down at him with a crooked smile.

I don’t know whether it was because of his playful nature or for other reasons, but Lu Chaoge cupped his hands at him and said, "The little god pays homage to the great sage!"

"Great Sage? Me?" Xiao Mo Dongfang became more and more confused, not understanding what this good-looking brother was doing.

Lu Chaoge had finished playing, and when he saw his questioning look, he said: "Little brat, let me ask you, who told this story."

Xiao Mo Dongfang lowered his head, feeling that this brother was so powerful and domineering, he said weakly: "It's...it's you."

Lu Chaoge continued to say: "Then what if I say that you are more like the Great Sage than them?"

"Really...really!" Mo Dongfang raised his head and his eyes lit up.

"What I say is what I say, understand?"

Lu Chaoge walked up behind him, slapped his shoulders and waist hard, forcing him to raise his head and chest, and said: "But I want to tell you, the Monkey King will not keep bowing his head, nor will he be as unconfident as you.

Straight!"

Xiao Mo Dongfang immediately stood up at attention, and his eyes became a little brighter.

Lu Chaoge smiled crookedly, leaned into his ear and said, "Little brat, let me tell you another secret."

"Ah?" Xiao Mo Dongfang was stunned.

"I'm here as a practitioner!"

After Lu Chaoge finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it in the air, and the branch in Mo Dongfang's hand fell into his hand. With his spiritual power, sawdust flew into the air, and he immediately carved out a small wooden sword with the words "【

Ruyi】two characters.

That day is not the winter solstice, the [Mortal Transformation Day] has passed, and Lu Chaoge can use his cultivation level.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

"Also, keep it a secret!" With that said, he walked into the courtyard without looking back.

Xiao Mo Dongfang was holding a small wooden sword with a confused expression on his face. He had forgotten how he walked home.

It's just that his shoulders are no longer slumped, and his waist is straighter than before.

A few years later, Mo Dongfang's grandmother passed away, and Lu Dongli met him again on [Mortal Transformation Day] that year. Due to various reasons, she finally accepted him as her disciple and became Luo Bing's junior brother.

Fate is wonderful beyond words.

Mo Dongfang didn't know that after Lu Chaoge gave him the wooden sword, when he entered the house, Lu Dongli asked him with a smile: "Brother, do you really think he looks like the Monkey King?"

Without even thinking about it, Lu Chaoge replied: "It's nothing like teasing him."

Lu Dongli was so angry that she punched him.

Lu Chaoge smiled crookedly, while avoiding his sister's beating, he said calmly in his heart:

"But it will be the same in the future."
Chapter completed!