It has been five days since Mo Wentian came to Jingji Village and stayed in the Bai family. During these five days, Bai Zhan has basically mastered the key points of basic sword skills. Compared with Mo Wentian's first time learning the basics,
During the sword technique, I don’t know how many times faster it is.
After Bai Zhan heard Mo Wentian's affirmation of his qualifications, he worked harder and harder. Every day before Mo Wentian got up, Bai Zhan had already gone to the thorn forest to practice swordsmanship. It wasn't until he fell behind for a long time that Bai Zhan would be tired.
The body came back, of course, and appeared in front of Aunt Bai along with a load of firewood.
It has been difficult for Aunt Bai to see her son at home these days, but she has never complained. Instead, the smile on her face has become deeper and deeper. All Aunt Bai can do is to watch her son at home every day before dawn.
, stuffed the prepared dry food into Bai Zhan's arms, and waited until it was almost dark, then served Bai Zhan a bowl of steaming rice.
Aunt Bai knows that her son is becoming a man of talent.
As for Mo Wentian, he has become a god-like figure in the Bai family. All food and accommodation belong to the Bai family, but he has never paid a penny. Whenever Mo Wentian stuffs the piece of silver that Qiuqiu gave him,
When Aunt Bai takes it into her hands, she will always be greeted with frightened and worried eyes.
"Sir, are you unwilling to teach me anymore?"
Bai Zhan's words immediately made Mo Wentian understand. Aunt Bai and Bai Zhan were worried that he would be passive and sabotage his work. After all, leading Bai Zhan on the path of a warrior was a huge favor in the eyes of the Bai family.
Providing good food and a good place to stay to Mo Wentian is also a peace of mind.
Thinking of this, Mo Wentian no longer persisted. He was ready to leave after Bai Zhan inspired the first blood mark of the command spell. At that time, he suggested that Bai Zhan enter Xiaoyao Sect to practice, which would be better than his half-hearted teaching.
It seems much more systematic and more justifiable.
However, Mo Wentian is still at a loss about the future. If he leaves Thorn Village, he still has no clue where to go and what to do.
Mo Wentian is still very unfamiliar with this world, and his knowledge is limited to Xiaoyao Mountain and Jingji Village. Therefore, in the past few days, Mo Wentian has not only taught Bai Zhan sword skills, but also practiced the nameless sword skills.
Except for the second formula, everyone is thinking about the way forward in the future.
What is gratifying is that after several days of hard practice, Mo Wentian finally mastered the second style of the sword technique in the light group, which is the "Flat Sword Style" named by Mo Wentian himself.
Different from the "Splitting Knife Style", the "Flat Knife Style" seems to be more of a defensive move, intended to block the opponent's attack. It is just that after the two moves mirror each other, one attacks and one defends, but there is little reference.
, so that Mo Wentian's "cleaving style" is still stuck in a bottleneck.
After practicing the "Flat Knife Style" a few more times in the yard, Mo Wentian put away the broken knife and stared blankly at the back of his right hand, feeling a little lost for a moment.
"At this rate, I'm afraid I will soon be able to break through the third level of body tempering and advance to the fourth level of body tempering!"
"It's just that this speed is too appalling!"
Mo Wentian knew very well that he was despised and called "trash" in the Xiaoyao sect, and it was definitely not without reason. Master Xiaoyaozi once told him that this was because he was born with a defect before he was born.
This is why Mo Wentian's strength improvement has been extremely slow.
"Could it be that after traveling through time, you made up for your original deficiencies?"
Unable to think of an answer, Mo Wentian simply put aside his doubts, turned around, said hello to Aunt Bai, and walked out of the door.
Mo Wentian didn't go to the thorn forest to find a free fight. In fact, he always felt a little uneasy when practicing his sword these two days, so he wandered around the village aimlessly for a day yesterday. In the end, he didn't gain anything.
Increased presence in Thorn Village.
Most of the villagers in Jingji Village now know that a young man has come from the Bai family, but they don't know the details. Mo Wentian also carefully wrapped the command spell on his right hand with a piece of cloth to hide the identity of the warrior.
Mo Wentian didn't want all the villagers to treat him like a monster.
"Uncle Li, business is pretty good today."
"Youyou can even help mom with work, you are so capable!"
"Uncle Zhang, let me help you..."
As Mo Wentian walked along, he greeted various villagers. It was not that they were familiar or friendly, but the kindness and simplicity of everyone here was something Mo Wentian had never felt before. He was attached to this place.
Every trace of human touch is cherished.
Many times, Mo Wentian would feel that living in Jingji Village like this all his life was actually pretty good. Compared to begging, a stable and down-to-earth life was more important than anything else.
But Mo Wentian couldn't do this. Although he had been in this world for a short time, Mo Wentian was already inextricably linked with this world. He was still thinking about his master and was still afraid of his senior brother Mo Wentian.
, and the little cook named Qiuqiu...
Thinking of Qiuqiu, the corner of Mo Wentian's mouth inadvertently drew an arc. Mo Wentian was quite concerned about this little girl whom he had only met once.
Just as he was thinking wildly, a petite figure suddenly caught sight of Mo Wentian's eyes. He was wearing a light yellow double-breasted skirt. Under the bright sunshine, he looked full of vitality. He had a pair of crescent-shaped eyebrows, which seemed to be making a smile.
Spread happiness to everyone, and the silver bell laughter from time to time makes passers-by stop and look back.
Who else could it be if it wasn’t Qiuqiu?
In an instant, Mo Wentian felt that all the troubles of the past two days had been forgotten, and his mood became happy. This little girl seemed to have such magic power, or maybe, in fact, Mo Wentian had no idea in the past two days.
Tian's heart is longing for this figure.
"Qiuqiu!"
Taking two quick steps, Mo Wentian came to Qiuqiu, startling the little girl, but the next moment, Qiuqiu jumped up excitedly, and a pair of arms as white as lotus roots wrapped around Mo Wentian
On Mo Wentian's neck, the little girl was like a koala, hanging firmly on Mo Wentian.
"Senior Brother Mo!"
Fortunately, in an instant, Qiuqiu discovered something was wrong, and immediately moved away from Mo Wentian. His voice was as small as a mosquito, but thanks to this, Mo Wentian's identity was not exposed for the time being.
In other people's eyes.
"Hey, why did you come down the mountain to buy something today?"
Although Mo Wentian also felt a little embarrassed, he didn't think too much about his blank relationship. He raised his hand and rubbed Qiuqiu's little head, like a big brother.
Qiuqiu didn't object. Instead, she enjoyed Mo Wentian's intimate gestures. However, her face turned red again, as if she had been exposed to the heat in the scorching sun, and she looked even cuter.
"Well, um, a lot of disciples from other sects have come to the mountain gate recently, some of them worship the mountain, and some of them live temporarily, so I've been a little busy lately."
Hearing Qiuqiu's answer, Mo Wentian was stunned for a moment. Not to mention that he hadn't noticed yet. In recent days, he had seen many warriors near Thorn Village, but these warriors seemed to have no intention of disturbing ordinary people.
In the human world, the villagers of Thorn Village did not realize this.
"Disciples from other sects are pouring in?"
Mo Wentian frowned, but he couldn't figure out the reason. At least it seemed to have nothing to do with him. It would be impossible for the Xiaoyao Sect to ask other sects to help search if a direct disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect was missing.
Moreover, Master Xiaoyaozi has not returned yet, and Senior Brother Li Yuanji has a secret in his heart, but he cannot do such a thing. As for the others, it is even less likely that they have such energy and face, and they do not have such a good relationship with Mo Wentian.
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Not only that, this matter seems to be more beneficial to Mo Wentian. After all, those formal disciples or ordinary disciples with evil intentions are busy with the matter of worshiping mountains in various sects, so naturally they have no time to look for Mo Wentian.
Since it was harmless to him, Mo Wentian suppressed the matter and immediately took Qiuqiu to walk and chat.
Through Qiuqiu's mouth, Mo Wentian confirmed two things that he was most concerned about. The first was that the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Mo Wentian's master, Xiaoyaozi, had indeed not returned after leaving the mountain. It was said that Xiaoyaozi seemed to have left.
After leaving Chu State, I am afraid only Li Yuanji knows where he went.
Second, Li Yuanji has indeed left Xiaoyao Mountain and headed to Chu City, the capital of Chu State. Unfortunately, Qiuqiu is just a little cook and doesn’t know much about it on weekdays, so why did Li Yuanji go to Chu City? Qiu Qiu
Qiu didn't know.
But this is enough. At least Mo Wentian knows that he is safe for the time being, but he is vaguely worried about his master Xiaoyaozi. If he does not have enough strength when Xiaoyaozi returns, let alone report the news to his master, I am afraid he will still
He was killed by Li Yuanji before he reached Xiaoyao Mountain.
"Strength, only enhancing strength is the right way!"
Along the way, some villagers were curious about why this boy from the Bai family was associated with the Xiaoyao sect, but they did not think about the Xiaoyao sect disciples. After all, the Xiaoyao sect disciples are so noble, how could they live in such a small village?
What's the date?
Warriors all do big things, how can they have so much free time!
Qiuqiu is naturally very familiar with the villagers of Jingji Village. Although she is not a warrior, she is still a member of the Xiaoyao sect, and naturally has the respect of everyone. In the eyes of these simple villagers, this little girl Qiuqiu is simply a descendant of the Immortal Sect.
The messenger of time.
The purchase of ingredients went extremely smoothly. Qiuqiu was naturally even happier to be with Senior Brother Mo, and some of her fleshy little mouths were almost raised to the sky.
"Senior Brother Mo, don't worry. If the leader comes back, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible!"
Hearing Qiuqiu's words, Mo Wentian also felt inexplicably sad. He had decided to leave Jingji Village soon. After all, it was too close to Xiaoyao Mountain and he couldn't really stay here until his master returned.
However, after leaving, what will the little girl Qiuqiu look like if she can't see him? And now that he has left Thorn Village, where should he go?
For the first time, Mo Wentian felt great reluctance in his heart, just like at the end of his previous life, until the last moment of his death, Mo Wentian still missed that world and his good brother Xiao Lin on the hospital bed.
"Senior Brother Mo, what's wrong with you?"
Although the little girl Qiuqiu is a bit naive, her thoughts are also very delicate. Even Mo Wentian's brief change in expression could not escape her eyes.
"Ah, it's nothing, I just miss Master."
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Qiuqiu felt a lot more at ease in her heart for some unknown reason. She showed a bright smile towards Mo Wentian, as if she was trying to drive away the haze in Mo Wentian's heart.
After all, it was time to say goodbye. The two of them talked and laughed all the way. When Mo Wentian came to his senses, he realized that he was far away from Thorn Village and had already sent the little girl out of the village ten miles away!
Almost at the same time, Mo Wentian was trembling with excitement. You must know that every time he gets closer to Xiaoyao Mountain, the risk of him being discovered will increase!
"Uh, Qiuqiu, I just sent you here. I have to go back to continue Master's mission!"
The little girl also lowered her head with some reluctance, looked at her toes, nodded obediently, and took the bag full of ingredients from Mo Wentian's shoulders.
"Well! Senior Brother Mo, I'll come see you next time!"
"good!"
Smiling and rubbing the little girl's black hair, Mo Wentian turned around and left. He was afraid that if he stayed for one more second, he would be unable to help but send Qiuqiu back to the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain. Once he did that, he would be regarded as
He pinned his head to the waistband of his trousers, and it wasn't a matter of life and death, so Mo Wentian couldn't bear to take such a big risk.
Unfortunately, Mo Wentian's decision was still half a minute late.
After Mo Wentian disappeared from Qiuqiu's reluctant sight, he began to rush towards Jingji Village. However, less than a stick of incense passed, and Mo Wentian suddenly felt a chill in his vest.
An illusory sense of crisis enveloped his consciousness in an instant!