Mo Qingyi and Wang Yuan quickly left this desolate forest.
Wang Yuan originally thought he was going to some hidden place.
But this time, we arrived at a mountain gate.
From a distance, this place looks like a cottage, with a huge plaque with three words written on it.
God stick door!
Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment. If he hadn't known that he was here to learn stick skills, he would have thought that he had come to a fortune teller's territory!
"Is this it?"
Wang Yuan blinked and asked.
Hearing this, Mo Qingyi nodded, and then said: "Although this place is so dilapidated, the Shengun Sect was once one of the sects in Tianwaitian. Their stick skills are unique in the world and are very extraordinary."
"But their sect leader... is already a useless person, and their stick skills are slowly being lost. In this generation, there are almost no people who can join their magic stick sect."
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"So, the sect master told me that if he brings someone with extraordinary talents, he will help with all his resources and teach his secrets."
After Mo Qingyi finished speaking, Wang Yuan finally understood.
But, a useless person?
How do you teach yourself to practice stick technique?
"Brother Qingyi, you said he is a useless person? This..."
Mo Qingyi immediately understood what Wang Yuan meant, and said quickly: "He is not the cripple you imagined, but...his Dantian was crippled, and his strength has fallen to the level of a small star. It is insignificant, not even comparable to
It is not an exaggeration to say that the inner disciples of Tianwaitian are useless people."
"At least, that's what he said himself."
Mo Qingyi's words made Wang Yuan understand.
At the level of a small star, if you are not good enough, others are naturally qualified to teach you.
"Let's go in."
With that said, Mo Qingyi led Wang Yuan directly into the magic stick door.
As Mo Qingyi said, there really aren't many people here.
It looks like it would be nice to have more than twenty people.
It’s not even as good as Hongye’s mountain top!
Soon, they arrived at the village without any hindrance. As soon as they entered, they heard a hearty laugh.
"Hahaha, Lao Mo, you are indeed here."
While he was talking, Wang Yuan saw a little old man with a stooped body. He was lean and lean and looked a bit wretched.
Especially those two mustaches, which really magnified this obscenity countless times.
"Oh, is this the talented young man you were talking about?"
"Let me see..."
"Hmm... Not bad, not bad. There is shrewdness in his eyes. If you are not a smart person, you will not be able to learn my stick skills, okay! He is very good, he is the only one!"
"I like!"
The little old man spoke directly, confusing Wang Yuan.
Does this show that you are smart at first glance?
How did this guy figure it out?
"Hahaha, old stick, I followed your request and helped you find a young man with good talent. In one month, you can teach him and pass on your stick skills to him."
"Don't worry, he will pass on the mantle of your Divine Stick Sect to you in the future."
Mo Qingyi spoke directly without any intention of asking Wang Yuan. He just said such words, which made Wang Yuan a little surprised.
He doesn't have much interest in inheriting any sect, all he wants to do is rescue Qianlong.
The old stick looked at Wang Yuan and said directly.
"Senior, don't worry, junior will do it."
Wang Yuan did not refuse. One day, he would naturally have to teach it to others.