The old man smiled quite proudly: "Labour and Capital can stay here, of course, because these women can't do anything to Labour. If they fight alone, no woman can beat Labour. If it's a different battlefield, Labour and Capital can do it alone."
Pick a bunch of them apart
, guaranteeing that they will lose their armor and be defeated. It’s just a pity that these women are all brainless and let the Optimus Prime of labor and capital come into use. Do you think there is anything worse than this in life? Hey,
Whenever I mention labor and capital, I can’t help but shed tears of bitterness.”
Mo Yi looked at the Taoist idiot who was pretending to squeeze out a few tears. He felt crows flying above his head and thunder rolling down his head. His outlook on life seemed to be completely shaken. After a long time, he said quietly: "The realm of the Taoist idiot, junior.
Deeply admire."
The old man looked at Mo Yi and said earnestly: "Boy Mo, although you are young, you have a good understanding. I think you have great potential. Sooner or later you will be able to reach the level of labor and capital. You must believe that hard work can make up for weakness, and labor and capital can also make up for it.
It's rare to meet someone with the same Taoism. I'll wait three days before I take you to Wutan to practice Taoism."
Mo Yi immediately bowed to the old man and said, "Then this junior will be taken care of by the Taoist Chi."
The old man gave Mo Yi a very wise look, but looked outside the bamboo forest and sighed leisurely: "It's a pity that Fan Yue has never gone to Wutan to practice since he became the master of Jingyi Zhai.
However, this is really the biggest regret in life. I have forgotten how many years it has been since I saw her body. It is really a past life that cannot be pursued."[
Mo Yi suddenly discovered that there really were people in this world who were more insignificant and more powerful than himself.
Just the Taoist's current image of a love-struck man with deep love and misty eyes gives his wretchedness a dazzling aura.
"Taoist idiot, the deep pool I saw today seems a bit strange, I don't know?"
"That is not an ordinary pool, there is a secret under the pool. This foggy pool is a forbidden area of Jingyi Zhai. Only the saints in the Zhai are qualified to enter the pool to bathe and practice. I think back then, I almost lost the labor and capital.
A saint has taken care of it. The current saint’s name is Ji Feiyan. This girl has great mental power.
A bit perverted, you have to remember that once she leaves the pool, she immediately starts to run away. The pool can naturally isolate spiritual detection, so this girl can't find us. But do you know how dangerous it is today? If she were above her
Shi, if you get out of the pool, you can spot us in the blink of an eye."
Mo Yi struggled with this for a while, but couldn't help but ask, mainly because he was really curious: "Taoist, have you ever been discovered?"
The old man stared with big eyes: "Nonsense, labor and capital have already become proficient, who can discover labor and capital."
Mo Yi smiled and said nothing.
The daoist fanatic who bared his teeth and claws, like a defeated rooster, said lonely: "Okay, I admit that I made a mistake once. I didn't expect that this non-Yan Nizi's spirit was so perverted. The first time I was accidentally discovered by her. Then.
There was a lot of excitement, and those girls were like crazy looking for trouble with the labor and management. Especially the girls under the Brahma Moon who did not miss their old feelings were the most ruthless. Can you imagine what it would be like to be surrounded by hundreds of beautiful and fragrant women?
Do you feel it?"
Mo Yi remembered what happened to him when he molested those famous girls, and nodded softly with the same feeling: "We are lustful but not lewd. We are in a completely different realm from those evil thieves who pick flowers. We are flower protectors."
Messenger, with the greatest and most personal love,
The messenger who warms their lonely hearts and empty bodies without asking for anything in return. Therefore, in front of them, we despise violence, so we are always the injured ones. I think our seniors must have been very hurt at the time, the ununderstood loners,
It’s always going to be painful.”
The Taoist idiot's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, as if he had discovered a rare treasure. This appreciation was even more intense than when he discovered that Mo Yi was born with a Taoist body.
Dao Chi patted Mo Yi's shoulder hard several times, almost breaking Mo Yi's shoulder.
"What you said is right, and couldn't be more right. It goes to the heart of labor and management. Our great realm is not understood by the world, and labor and management have always been in deep pain for this. Mr. Mo, how can you do this?
Awakening, there is a certain future, and I am not alone. Labor and capital are old and can’t move anymore. I’m afraid I can only warm this quiet place in this life.
.So, the thousands of lonely souls and bodies outside Jingyi Zhai all need our comfort and warmth. I will teach you this task of saving the world, old man. I’m optimistic that you can definitely do it!”
The Taoist idiot is so determined that when he talks about this goal, he is like a pilgrim seeing the god he worships, with such simple and burning enthusiasm.
Mo Yi looked at this extremely serious Taoist idiot, saying such unorthodox words, and felt that his soul had been inexplicably baptized.
This is not a joke, but an ideal that truly comes from the heart.
Just like Buddha attained enlightenment under the bodhi tree, and then went into the world to preach his way to the world. Although he was not understood, it did not hinder his persistence, and he spent his whole life implementing his ideas.
As for the Taoist idiot, he is obsessed with the Tao of Taoism. His ideal is so [great]. This state has truly reached the point where Mo Yi looks up at the mountain. What a strong heart is needed to stick to the idea like this.
Anyone who unremittingly implements his ideas and practices his way throughout his life must be respected.
Seeing Mo Yi's heartfelt respect, Dao Chi felt that he had not laughed so happily for a long, long time, so long that he couldn't even remember how many years.
What did the Taoist idiot think of? Mo Yi is now the bearer of his hope for the Tao of Appreciation, and there is no room for failure.[
But Mo Yi accidentally escaped into the Hidden Valley because he was being hunted.
Enemy? Doesn't it mean that if Mo Yi leaves Hidden Valley, his life may be at risk at any time?
The Taoist Chi made up his mind and said: "Boy Mo, from now on, I will protect you. Tell me, who is the enemy who is chasing you? I will go and have a chat with him and let him know that it is wrong to fight and kill."
.”
Mo Yiru heard the wonderful sound and said happily: "The person I am chasing is not a person, but a monster. He is the leader of the Jiao clan from the ocean."
Dao Chi took a breath of air: "Are you from the Jiao clan, not another clan? You must be the leader of the Jiao clan?"
Mo Yi nodded without hesitation.
Dao Chi gently stroked his forehead: "If I remember correctly, the leader of the Jiao Clan should still be Jiaodong. A hundred years ago, I went to fight with him in a bad mood, and his cultivation was just so-so.
It's okay, but it's troublesome to have a broken knife, otherwise the labor and management will definitely beat him to the point where his mother won't even recognize him."