After coming to this strange and new world, everything was unknown to Mo Wentian, and the only person Mo Wentian could rely on was his master Xiaoyaozi.
But Mo Wentian couldn't return to the Xiaoyao Sect for no other reason than the existence of his senior brother Li Yuanji. If Li Yuanji found out that not only was he not dead, but he even escaped from the Waste Sword Mountain, he would be able to think of it with his toes.
, Mo Wentian will surely encounter endless pursuit.
Killing each other is always the most hated method in the world.
The girl named Qiuqiu in front of her was obviously trustworthy, but the same could not be said for the others, especially those formal disciples who usually had a lot of jealousy and hatred towards Mo Wentian.
Although Xiaoyao Sect is only a third-class sect, there are three direct disciples under Xiaoyaozi, several formal disciples, and countless ordinary disciples. All of this is due to the fact that Xiaoyao Sect is a sect that protects the country of Chu.
In addition to Mo Wentian and his senior brother Li Yuanji, among his direct disciples, Mo Wentian also has a second senior brother named Chu Yu. However, Chu Yu is a martial arts fanatic who spends most of his time traveling around as he devotes himself to cultivation.
Because of his spiritual practice, he is often not seen for ten days and a half.
As a close disciple of Xiaoyaozi, Mo Wentian is hated by his fellow disciples not because of his identity as a direct disciple, but because Mo Wentian's identity does not match his qualifications!
As the eldest disciple of Xiaoyaozi, Li Yuanji has now reached the peak of the eighth level of body tempering. He can be said to be one of the best masters of the younger generation among the third-class sects. Compared with Mo Wentian, he is even worse than trash.
, if it were not for the adventure in the sword room, Mo Wentian would still be wandering in the second level of body tempering today, and the gap between him and Li Yuanji cannot be calculated!
Even among the official disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, there are many who are more powerful than Mo Wentian. For example, the leader of the official disciples, Bashan, is now a master of the fifth level of body tempering.
In comparison, Mo Wentian's cultivation speed is simply ridiculously slow. However, Mo Wentian, who has such ordinary qualifications, is accepted as the last direct disciple by Xiaoyaozi. Who can be convinced and who is willing to accept it?
So it was no surprise that when Mo Wentian revealed his ordinary qualifications, he became the target of public criticism among the official disciples. Even Xiaoyaozi was criticized when he passed on the Qingming Sword genealogy to Mo Wentian in public.
Many people objected, but in the end Xiaoyaozi overcame all opinions and insisted on teaching.
I'm afraid even Xiaoyaozi never thought that just such a book of swordsmanship would lead to Mo Wentian's death.
When he was in the sword room, besides practicing swordsmanship, Mo Wentian also thought about why his senior brother would suddenly kill him. Although from the outside, it seemed that he was here for the Qingming sword manual, but Mo Wentian
God's intuition told him that things would not be that simple.
Now at the mountain pass of Xiaoyao Sect, Mo Wentian suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. He immediately grabbed Qiuqiu's arm and blew out the lantern. In a flash, the two of them hid in a bush nearby.
In the meantime, Mo Wentian gestured eagerly towards Qiuqiu, telling her not to make a sound.
Qiuqiu stared with big eyes, holding half a sweet potato in her hand. She was a little confused about Senior Brother Mo's behavior. She didn't understand why Mo Wentian was hiding at this moment.
The next moment, three figures appeared in Mo Wentian's field of vision.
"What a damn bad luck. I don't understand why Senior Brother Ba is so enthusiastic about finding that trash!"
The person who spoke was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. In the dim light, his appearance could not be clearly seen, but his figure was relatively thin. There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice. He was opening the way for the person behind him with some annoyance.
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"My cousin has a deep meaning in doing this! Don't worry, I'll do it well this time and I won't treat you two badly!"
Mo Wentian used the faint starlight to see clearly a person behind the thin man. This person was extremely tall, about 1.8 meters tall, with a face full of flesh, small eyes, and a somewhat inscrutable smile.
Mo Wentian immediately found information about this person in his memory. This person's name was Ba Mang, and he was just a handyman in the Xiaoyao Sect. However, his cousin Bashan was a genuine and official disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect, that is,
The "Senior Brother Ba" that Qiuqiu mentioned before.
Ba Mang and Bashan were both third-class aristocratic families attached to the Chu State, three generations of descendants of the Ba family, but Bashan was a direct descendant, while Bamang was only a commoner.
This difference also caused two people with similar talents to have different statuses in the Xiaoyao Sect. It can be said that Bashan and Bamang's ability to enter the Xiaoyao Sect is not unrelated to the influence of the Ba family.
However, at this moment, what Mo Wentian was more concerned about was what the thin man said next.
"Senior Brother Li has gone to Chucheng, and I don't know when he will come back. I want to see, just wait until we find that trash, and kill him with one knife!"
Mo Wentian raised his eyebrows. There is only one person in the Xiaoyao Sect who can be called "Senior Brother Li", and that is the senior brother, Li Yuanji! And if what this thin man said is true, is it possible that today's Li Yuanji
Already left Xiaoyao Mountain?
"Brother Li, it is a serious crime for members of the same sect to kill each other. If the leader discovers this matter..."
The third person finally spoke. This person was a little short, a little submissive, and his voice was a little hoarse. Just by relying on this special voice, Mo Wentian learned the identity of this person.
Wu Huai was also a commoner from a third-class family. He often hung out with Bashan and was also a handyman of the Xiaoyao sect.
From these two people, Mo Wentian had basically guessed the identity of the third person, who should be Li Ding who was often inseparable from these two people.
"Hey, now that the leader has left the mountain, Senior Brother Li has also gone to attend the Heroes' Meeting. Now among the Xiaoyao Sect, isn't it all Senior Brother Ba who makes the decision? If we can really kill that waste, no wonder, Senior Brother Ba will not only help us
If we hide it, we will be greatly rewarded!"
Sure enough, the next moment, Li Ding's pitiful voice sounded again, and Mo Wentian also saw Li Ding's upright and awe-inspiring face, which was in sharp contrast to his voice, but his heart was filled with Li Ding's words.
The words jumped suddenly.
From this point of view, it is really a correct decision for me not to choose to return to Xiaoyao Sect!
Any force is deeply bound by interests, let alone the Chu State Protector Sect and the Xiaoyao Sect, which is also well-known among the Luo Ri Group Alliance. In order to become a direct disciple, anyone with evil intentions will do whatever it takes.
"It seems that my enemy in the Xiaoyao Sect is far more than just Li Yuanji!"
Mo Wentian made a secret move. Li Yuanji and Chu Yu were two very powerful people. Naturally, the other formal disciples would not dare to take action against these two people. As for Mo Wentian, hehe...
"Okay, it's okay for us to talk about these things here. When that time comes, we still need to discuss it with my cousin!"
In the end, it was Ba Mang who spoke, and Li Ding was silent. However, his face was still full of disdain and lust. Mo Wentian could be sure that if he showed up at this moment, this Li Ding would definitely
He will take action against himself.
Qiuqiu on the side was holding on to Mo Wentian's clothes with some trepidation. She seemed to be frightened by the conversation between several people, and she became uneasy.
How could a simple little cook know the dangers of the world?
Fortunately, the night provided the best cover for Mo Wentian and Qiuqiu. The three of them did not realize that there were two large living people hiding in the bushes nearby. The sound gradually faded away and soon disappeared from Mo Wentian.
In his sight, it was only at this moment that Mo Wentian felt relieved.
"Senior Brother Mo, they... they..."
It was obvious that although Qiuqiu was inexperienced in world affairs, she was definitely not stupid. Through the words of Li Ding and others, Qiuqiu had already guessed something. She looked at Mo Wentian anxiously, as if she was about to cry.
Mo Wentian sighed softly in his heart. Now that this little girl could see the dark side of people's hearts, he didn't know whether it was good or bad. He reached out and rubbed Qiuqiu's little head again, showing a smile.
"It doesn't matter, he's just a black sheep among a few ordinary disciples. Your senior brother and I are my direct disciples. I'm not afraid of them. I'll take care of them when I come back from the mountain!"
Hearing what Mo Wentian said, Qiuqiu seemed to feel more at ease. After all, the identity gap between Mo Wentian and these people was there, and she suddenly smiled again. But after a moment, the little girl finally reacted, and her smile immediately froze.
On the face.
"Senior Brother Mo, are you leaving again?"
Seeing Qiuqiu's somewhat disappointed look, Mo Wentian felt that the softest part of his heart was severely touched, but he knew that he could never stay on Xiaoyao Mountain, otherwise, disaster would be imminent.
"Yeah, it was a task that Master left for me before he left. As a result, I accidentally got lost in the mountains these past few days and I haven't been able to complete it."
Hearing that it was the master's order, Qiuqiu no longer complained. She just felt a little funny when she heard Mo Wentian's explanation. Being able to get lost in Xiaoyao Mountain really made her doubt whether Senior Brother Mo was a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect.
"Hey, I know the way down the mountain best. In the past, I was the one who went down the mountain to buy ingredients!"
Qiuqiu said, with a proud look on her face, but she still pouted, as if she was still a little angry at Mo Wentian for leaving without saying goodbye. When he blamed Mo Wentian for leaving, he didn't ask her for the way down the mountain.
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"Hehe, so, I'm just coming back to find you."
The experience of being a beggar in his previous life made Mo Wentian lie with ease, which naturally frightened the little girl easily. When Qiuqiu heard this, a smile appeared on her face again.
Next, Qiuqiu carefully explained the route down the mountain to Mo Wentian. Only after Mo Wentian was able to describe it exactly once did the little girl nod with satisfaction.
Mo Wentian knew that he couldn't stay here for long. The day was about to dawn, and Li Ding and the others didn't know when they would leave and come back. Staying for a second longer would increase the chance of being discovered, so he had to say goodbye to the little girl in a hurry.
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Qiuqiu saw that Mo Wentian was anxious and reluctant, so she had no choice but to give up. She put the lantern in Mo Wentian's hand. After hesitating for a moment, Qiuqiu reached out and stuffed the half sweet potato into Mo Wentian's hand.
In arms.
"Although the way down the mountain is not far, what if I get hungry and you don't want to go back with me and bring some dry food? Oh, by the way..."
Qiuqiu was mumbling, and suddenly she seemed to remember something. She turned around awkwardly, took out a piece of broken silver from somewhere, and handed it to Mo Wentian's palm. A blush immediately spread on the little girl's face.
Come.
"Well, okay, that's almost it. Well, usually after about four days, I will go to Thorn Village to buy some ingredients, so..."
Qiuqiu's voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito, but Mo Wentian still heard it clearly. Looking at Qiuqiu who was like a little daughter-in-law, although Mo Wentian was a little ignorant about men and women, it didn't hinder him.
I know how good Qiuqiu is to me.
"Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
After Mo Wentian said this, he stepped forward and gave Qiuqiu a big hug, which made the little girl feel a little overwhelmed again. With eyes full of reluctance, Mo Wentian finally turned around and stepped on
An unknown journey.
ps: Nowadays, everyone is thinking about Ya'an, hoping that Ya'an will be strong! Sichuan will be strong! We will always be with you and pray for Ya'an! I wish you peace!;