Chapter 728 I was fine when I went out, I can't go back
What Ji Hanhan wants to teach is naturally not that death is always with us like the wind, nor is it to face the strong wind.
It is not suitable for girls to learn these things at home.
If you want to teach, teach something about romance.
"Then...please give me some advice!"
Ling Lan gritted her teeth, squeezed her white palms tightly, and her chest rose and fell violently with anger, ready to burst out.
You, a saint from the Moon Sect, not only come to our Feng Sect to act wild, but you also preach?
I want to see how much you weigh and how dare you be so arrogant!
The surrounding female disciples of the Feng Sect also gathered nearby, wanting to see if their saint could defeat Ji Mo and safeguard the glory of the Feng Sect.
The so-called hitting someone is not a slap in the face.
There are specialties in the arts, and wind, flower, snow, and moon have their own areas of expertise. It would be too arrogant for the saint of the moon sect to teach them the way of wind, the saint of the wind sect.
But I have to say that this Saint Ji Mo is so handsome!
"Don't take it seriously if you give me advice. Let's exchange ideas."
Ji Mo showed a warm smile, very sunny, and looked into the distance with his clear eyes, and his magnetic voice slowly echoed: "The wind comes through the mountains and rivers, blowing on your face."
That's it?
When Ling Lan saw that Ji Mo was so close to the Law of the Wind before, she thought that the other party had some profound understanding, but she never thought that it was nothing more than that.
She couldn't help but show contempt, "I can't compare to you when it comes to the moon, but if you talk about sex in front of me, you are the stinky brother."
Ling Lan was about to taunt Ji Mo, but suddenly her expression changed drastically.
The wind is blowing!
A different wind.
Starting from a distance, passing through mountains and forests, and crossing layers of lakes, the natural breath of heaven and earth blows across your face.
Linglan couldn't help but sniff her nose, and could clearly smell the fragrance of earth, fresh wood leaves, and vast smoke.
Her body trembled and her pupils dilated, unable to conceal the shock in her heart.
What kind of method is this? It’s so terrifying!
Even if she is the Taoist body of wind, she cannot follow her words and make the wind rise with her words.
Ji Mo continued to speak: "The wind is self-sufficient and self-generating, it can only be played by disturbing the sleeves!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were faint sounds of panicked humming all around.
I don't know why, but suddenly the wind started blowing on the ground, blowing their sleeves and skirts wildly.
The female disciples of the Feng Sect all turned pale, holding down their necklines and skirts in embarrassment, fearing that their beauty would be exposed.
Ling Lan was the most embarrassed, as if she was in the eye of a storm, her clothes were messy, her light skirt was lifted up like a wave, and her slender white legs were clearly visible.
She panicked, frantically trying to hold down her skirt, and even used her magical power to stop the strange wind, but it was all in vain.
Ji Mo's eyes were eating ice cream fiercely. What kind of posture is this?
Like Marilyn Monroe?
He was thin-skinned and embarrassed to take advantage of me, so he turned his head away like a gentleman.
The result was good.
What comes into view is a large expanse of tender, well-proportioned, dazzlingly white, youthful and lively slender legs.
I don’t know what the girls from the Feng Sect eat on a daily basis, but they all have long legs.
Ji Mo swallowed hard and quickly looked at the sky at a forty-five degree angle. Two lines of nosebleeds oozed out unsatisfactorily.
"You're such a shameless disciple, you actually did such a dirty thing."
Ling Lan finally succeeded in pressing down the hem of her skirt, her face full of shame and anger, thinking that Ji Mo did it on purpose just to take advantage.
He actually peeked under the girl's skirt openly and openly. This pervert is simply so bold.
What's even more hateful is that this guy also pretends to be serious, which is really annoying.
"The wind never stops singing, and it blows all over the high platform."
In order to cover up his embarrassment, Ji Mo recited another sentence.
In the air, there is faint and beautiful music, the sound is sweet and touches the soul.
Moreover, in the void, many beautiful buildings and jade buildings emerged, made of condensed gas, which were extremely lifelike and just like the real thing.
"This is turning reality into reality!"
Ling Lan couldn't help but gasped in shock.
Turning invisible energy into music and turning it into tangible things is incredible!
Ji Mo wiped away the nosebleed, calmed his restless heart, and continued: "The wind is the movement of shields and the lingering smoke of beacons."
This sentence finally did not cause strange winds or visions.
But it's even more shocking.
No one felt the wind, but their hearts moved.
They all looked solemn and fell into a tragic and heroic mood.
The setting sun is like blood, beacon smoke is everywhere, flags are flying, war drums are thundering.
In order to defend his hometown and the country, the blood-covered generals brandished their halberds and led the soldiers in a bloody fight, with blood splashing everywhere like snowflakes.
The mountains and rivers were broken, the earth was devastated, and the generals and soldiers fell one after another.
Only that high-spirited and immortal will will last forever in heaven and earth.
The eyes of the Feng Sect female disciple were red and moist.
There are no quiet years in the world, but there are people who carry the burden forward for you.
Ling Lan was in a sad mood, her eyes filled with mist.
Ji Mo's words can touch people's hearts and arouse empathy, which is really scary.
But you are a slut, an old pervert, pretending to be serious and caring about the country and the people, who would believe you?
However, some people really believe it.
Many female disciples of the Yue Sect looked at Ji Mo with somewhat different eyes.
I actually started to feel that Ji Mo was becoming more pleasing to my eyes, and his image gradually became taller.
Ji Mo frowned slightly, as if he felt that this sentence was too heavy. After thinking about it, he said the last sentence: "The wind is just like the first sight, lingering in silence!"
This sentence is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in an instant.
With Ji Mo as the center, a mysterious aura spread in all directions.
A gentle breeze blew around, and countless runes danced, following Ji Mo's gaze, scattered to every corner where he looked.
There are many places in the Valley of the Wind that are unknowingly tainted with Ji Mo’s charm.
"Oh my god, is this bastard trying to seize the throne and encircle my Fengzong territory?"
Ling Lan was horrified to find that many places had lost control. Even the control of the guardian formation was completely lost and became a silent object.
She watched helplessly as their Wind Sect's base camp, the Valley of the Wind, fell.
Ling Lan's eyes were blank and she was stunned in place.
In this battle, she completely lost.
To be precise, this was not a competition, but a lesson learned by Ji Mo. The two sides were not on the same level at all.
Ji Mo realized something was wrong. The girls from the Feng Sect around him were looking at him with piercing eyes, which was very scary.
He did not dare to stay any longer and decisively left Nausicaa of the Wind.
It didn't take long.
The Great Elder of the Feng Sect led a large number of troops and rushed back to the Valley of the Wind with murderous intent.
When I came back, I met Ling Lan leading the disciples in the valley out of the house dejectedly.
"Where's that bastard Ji Mo, did you drive him away?"
The Great Elder of the Feng Sect asked, not wanting to catch Ji Mo on the spot and strip him of his skin and bones.
With one person, he broke into the forbidden area of Feng Zong and forced Ling Lan to activate the protective formation. This was a great shame and humiliation.
"Run away?"
Ling Lan said with a mournful face, "Great Elder, he was the one who drove us away. From the Valley of the Wind... my surname will be Ji from now on."
Then, he told what happened in detail.
The great elder of the Feng Sect is paralyzed.
It was fine when I left, but now I can't go back.
If they enter the Valley of the Wind rashly, if Ji Mo has evil intentions, they will just be lambs to be slaughtered.
For safety reasons, you cannot enter the Valley of the Wind without regaining control of the Valley of the Wind guard formation.
Ji Hanhan, on the other hand, didn't realize that he had won the Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind. As he walked, he saw a large sea of flowers and walked over happily.