Although Mo Wentian is low in strength today, he is no longer the loser who was bullied on Xiaoyao Mountain, because Mo Wentian has the biggest trump card, which is internal strength!
Under the constant internal force in the body, all of Mo Wentian's senses will be greatly strengthened, including hearing, smell, and the perception of crisis!
The sense of crisis has always been a very false feeling. The more people have experienced the edge of life and death, the stronger this feeling becomes. Mo Wentian is a person who has died once, and coupled with the weak but heaven-defying internal strength in his body,
As a result, Mo Wentian instantly sensed the prying eyes of the uninvited guests behind him.
"Did he be discovered by Ba Mang and others? Or Bashan?"
After successfully advancing to the third level of body tempering, Mo Wentian was confident that it would not be difficult to deal with Ba Mang in a one-on-one situation. However, it would be difficult to say if Li Ding and Wu Huai were accompanying him, and if he was among the official disciples, it would be difficult.
As for the first person, Bashan, Mo Wentian has no chance.
No matter what the situation was, it was extremely unfavorable for Mo Wentian, so without any hesitation, Mo Wentian's feet were filled with wind, and like a monkey, he began to walk rapidly through the mountain forest.
"Damn it, still can't get rid of it?"
Another moment of burning incense passed, and the cold sweat on Mo Wentian's back became thicker and thicker, and his brows furrowed tighter, because after this period of running, not only did the sense of crisis of being spied on not disappear, but
It's getting more serious.
"The situation is not good. No matter who is chasing you, his strength must be higher than the third level of body tempering!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian became more and more sure of his judgment. You must know that to advance at such a high speed, what Mo Wentian relies on is nothing more than the magical internal force in his body, but the fact that the opponent can bite so tightly shows that the opponent's original cultivation
We are higher than Mo Wentian.
And even if Mo Wentian can mobilize the internal energy in his body to support his escape, based on Mo Wentian's foundation, this small amount of internal energy is far from enough for him to consume. Once the internal energy is exhausted, he will still be unable to shake off the unknown enemy.
, that would be extremely dangerous for Mo Wentian.
"There is no other way, let's take a gamble!"
Originally, Mo Wentian's idea was to return to Thorn Village as soon as possible, but now it seems that before he reaches Thorn Village, he may be overtaken by the people behind him, and it will also bring trouble to Aunt Bai's family.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Wentian had a plan in his mind, and immediately adjusted his direction and rushed towards the dense thorn forest outside the Thorn Village!
In the past few days, Mo Wentian and Bai Zhan practiced swordsmanship in the thorn forest. Mo Wentian was already very familiar with the terrain of the thorn forest. The forest was full of thorns, which was extremely beneficial for concealment and escape.
The only dangerous thing is that in the thorn bush, Mo Wentian's sword skills will be greatly restricted, and for people who are stronger than him, there may not be a problem. In this case, if Mo Wentian
In the end, Tian was overtaken by the opponent, and he probably didn't even have a chance to counterattack.
However, for Mo Wentian, turning back and fighting for his life is just an act of seeking death. In order to increase the chance of escape, he would rather give up fighting the enemy head-on. This choice probably comes from the deepest feelings in Mo Wentian's heart when he was a beggar.
Caused by a sense of inferiority.
Fortunately, when Mo Wentian still had some internal strength left in his body, he rushed to the familiar thorn forest. Taking advantage of the terrain, Mo Wentian quickly used the thorn bushes to make a detour in the forest, and finally
As soon as his stature was short, he hid his body among a bunch of pricking thorns, and his breath was instantly suppressed.
Using the last trace of his inner strength, Mo Wentian suppressed his rapid heartbeat, weakened his breathing to a minimum, and even his body temperature dropped a lot. At this moment, Mo Wentian was like a snake in hibernation, even though
He was scratched several times by thorns, but he still held his breath and remained motionless.
"Let me see who you really are!"
Holding his breath, Mo Wentian was in a state of high tension. Firstly, he didn't know if his method was feasible. Secondly, he was really curious about who the person in the Xiaoyao Sect was who followed him so persistently.
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The next moment, a strange-looking figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian. It was a woman, or a girl about the same age as Mo Wentian. She was wearing linen clothes and had a high head.
With a ponytail tied up, she looked somewhat capable, but on her shoulders, she was carrying a giant fan that was two meters high!
The little girl was only about 1.34 meters tall, but she was holding such a powerful and domineering fan firmly in her hand, which made the scene look a bit weird, but that was not what concerned Mo Wentian the most.
The fact that the size of the fan is disproportionate to the girl is not the point. The point is that this is a fan!
"How could it be a fan!"
Mo Wentian seemed to roar in his heart. When he saw this girl for the first time, he found that there was no such face in his memory. In other words, this person was not Mo Wentian at all.
do not know.
After seeing the huge fan carried on the girl's shoulders, Mo Wentian was completely stunned.
The Eastern Wilderness Continent is dominated by hundreds of weapons. Mo Wen Tianshi teaches the Xiaoyao Sect, and the Xiaoyao Sect is a genuine sword sect. In other words, if you are a member of the Xiaoyao Sect, you will never use a fan as your weapon.
But the girl in front of me is a real fan master!
"This is how the same thing!"
After discovering that the person following him was not a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, Mo Wentian was already confused. He didn't understand when he got involved with Master Fan. You must know that Mo Wentian has been a disciple here for more than ten years.
I have never walked half a step down Xiaoyao Mountain before.
Because of the angle of vision, Mo Wentian couldn't see the bloody mark on the back of the girl's right hand, so he couldn't know what the opponent's true strength was. He could only stare at the huge feather fan in a daze.
Yes, the fan carried on the girl's shoulders turned out to be a feather fan, not the banana fan commonly used in giant fan weapons. This made Mo Wentian wonder, is there such a big bird in this world?
"Huh? Why did the breath suddenly disappear?"
The girl was carrying a huge feather fan, but her movements did not appear clumsy at all. Instead, she looked around very nimbly, and then asked a question.
"How did this guy do it?"
The girl's doubts fell into Mo Wentian's ears, but it was the best news. This proved that he was right in his bet. Under the suppression of his aura by his inner power, the other party lost control of his whereabouts.
Reluctantly, she wandered around again, and when she returned to the original place, the girl finally frowned, and was secretly doubtful about Mo Wentian's methods. If the other party had the ability to get rid of her, why did he wait until now?
Wasn't it at the beginning when the two sides were chasing each other?
Before the girl could come up with a result, another figure appeared in Mo Wentian's sight.
This man looked steady and steady, older than Mo Wentian, and similar in age to Li Yuanji, but different from Li Yuanji's handsome young man, this young man was more like a silent stone, and his face looked a little...
He was dull, and a long green-ink stick pointed at the clear sky behind his back, as if it would strike out at any time like a swimming dragon.
"Is there another stick master?"
Just like Fan Master is a title for those who practice Fan Dao, so does Stick Master. It has the same meaning as the title of Swordsman for Ken Dao practitioners and Sword Master for Sword Dao practitioners. Naturally, other weapons and weapons also have similar or different titles.
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The warriors in the Eastern Wilderness Continent each go their own way. Even if a stick master is found within the Xiaoyao Sect, it is not a big deal, but if a stick master and a fan master come together, it will be a bit intriguing.
"Junior sister Luo Qi, have you lost me?"
It wasn't until this moment that Mo Wentian's heart was really in turmoil, and he almost blurted out a exclamation, what was going on?
Although Mo Wentian has been staying on Xiaoyao Mountain for more than ten years and has never left the mountain, Master Xiaoyaozi will still tell Mo Wentian the common sense in martial arts. For example, one of them is the difference between warriors with different weapons.
They will never trust each other.
Non-my family, its heart must be different!
This sentence may not be appropriate to use here, but it is also a true portrayal of the hearts of martial arts warriors. For example, if the Xiaoyao sect encounters a huge crisis, Xiaoyaozi would rather travel thousands of miles to ask for help from other sword sects.
This is the reason for extending a helping hand to the nearby Gundo sect.
But now in this scene, a stick master actually called a fan master "junior sister". Mo Wentian didn't know whether he was crazy or these two people were crazy. If this was heard by other warriors and spread, they would definitely be criticized.
Consider it a disgrace to the fan path and the stick path!
"Don't call me junior sister. We agreed that after the sect is established, I will be the leader. I will call you master!"
"Okay, Junior Sister, no problem, Junior Sister, what should we do now?"
"Friday, you..."
No matter how strong-minded Mo Wentian was, he almost blacked out at this moment and was completely stunned by the conversation between the two. The amount of information contained in this conversation was staggering.
"Okay, now I can confirm that even warriors will have special cases of mental problems like this. It's sad that I was chased all the way by two madmen like this!"
And the next words of the man named Friday made Mo Wentian completely confirm his guess.
"Junior sister, I have to say that we failed again this time. Now the sect we want to establish is only the two of us. In my opinion, there is no need to recruit a like-minded person."
"I told you to call me Master! It's a pity this time. I finally saw a swordsman who didn't belong to Xiaoyao Sect. I didn't expect that this person was as slippery as a loach. It seems that such a timid person doesn't know how to do it.
People who have achieved great things can only continue to look for the next target!"
Seeing Luo Qi's face change from anger to regret, then from regret to disdain, and finally from disdain to determination, Mo Wentian felt that this was the most wonderful face-changing stunt he had ever seen, but comparing the two people's expressions
During the conversation, Mo Wentian felt extremely lucky at this moment. Fortunately, he was so blessed that he was not caught by these two lunatics.
Two fan masters and stick masters, whose strength is not much higher than Mo Wentian's, are actually dreaming of starting a sect, and it sounds like they only need three people to make it happen?
If they really forced Mo Wentian to join the organization, Mo Wentian would be really curious as to whether this sect would teach fan skills, stick skills, or knife skills?
This is nothing but crazy!
Even the names of these two people seemed so abnormal, especially that Friday, could this be regarded as a name? If Mo Wentian hadn't heard the story about Robinson, I'm afraid that Mo Wentian's heart today
I don’t just think that this name is related to the ri period.
Thankfully, just when Mo Wentian felt that he was about to become a lunatic if he kept listening to it any longer, Luo Qi and Friday finally made other plans, turned around and left the way they came, with their vows still echoing in the air.
"That's okay. Fortunately, disciples from all sects are active nearby during this period, so it's only a piece of cake to find others!"
"Junior sister Luo Qi is really talented and smart, Bingxue is smart..."
After the two left, Mo Wentian waited in the thorn bush for a quarter of an hour before he emerged from it in ragged clothes. It seemed that these two lunatics were not trying to deceive him, but really left.
"What bad luck!"
Mo Wentian cursed all the way, and even after finding Bai Zhan who was still practicing his sword skills, Mo Wentian took the rare step of severely criticizing Bai Zhan's mistakes. Seeing that the "adult" seemed to be in a bad mood, Bai Zhan was too timid to talk to him.
, but silently accompanied Mo Wentian back to the Bai family courtyard.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Aunt Bai, who was supposed to be working outside, sitting on the threshold of the house with a sad look on her face, which immediately made Bai Zhan's heart skip a beat.
"Mom! What's wrong! What happened?"
Bai Zhan clenched the hatchet in his hand and looked around, but found nothing wrong. However, in these years, Bai Zhan had never seen his mother look like this, and he became more and more nervous.
"Hey, Zhan'er, you don't know that just now, someone discovered that the five members of the old Wang family in the south of the village were killed at home. How tragic!"
When Bai Zhan heard his mother's words, instead of feeling relaxed, he became even more frightened. Compared with him, Mo Wentian, who was still looking depressed at the side, felt his heart skip a beat.
Lao Wang? He is the Lao Wang who wants his only grandson to join the Xiaoyao sect? He is the Lao Wang who once had a chance encounter with him at the foot of Xiaoyao Mountain?