Lin Feng followed Mo Li and walked into the house. The room was not big, and the dim light reflected the extremely ordinary hall. At this time, there was a portrait hanging in the hall opposite the door. The portrait was a slightly slender figure.
The thin old man's seemingly thin face reveals endless majesty, which makes people have an urge to worship. And the old man in the portrait holds a strange iron sword in his hand, which is very similar to Mo Li's sword.
, completely black, only one size smaller than Mo Li’s sword.
Under the portrait, there was a table with some fruits and incense burners on it. "Maybe this is the ancestor of the Moh family." Lin Feng thought to himself.
Next to the desk, there was an old man sitting. Although he was very old, he was also tall and strong. There was boundless majesty between his brows.
At this moment, Mo Li had walked up to the old man, bowed and saluted: "Grandpa!"
Lin Feng also stepped forward and saluted: "Senior!" Lin Feng has always respected his friends' elders very much.
The old man's slightly narrowed eyes slowly opened at this moment, and a pair of deep eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light. It stopped for a moment on Mo Li's body, and then fell on Lin Feng's body.
At this moment, Lin Feng suddenly felt like he had been completely seen through. "This Mo Li's grandfather is extraordinary!" Lin Feng thought to himself.
When the old man saw Lin Feng being so respectful to him, a smile appeared on his majestic face, "Is this your friend? Not bad!"
"Grandpa, his name is Lin Feng. He is a friend I just met today." Mo Li was still bowing at this moment, looking extremely in awe of this grandfather.
"Oh? We just met today, and you brought him home?" The old man continued to look at Lin Feng as he said it, as if he saw something else in him.
"Well, yes. Grandpa, although Lin Feng and I only met for the first time today, I have a feeling that he is a trustworthy friend." Mo Li said respectfully.
"Well, sit down!" The old man waved his hand to the side. Lin Feng and Mo Li nodded and sat down.
At this moment, the old man had turned his gaze to Mo Li and did not speak, but Lin Feng could tell from his eyes that the grandfather and grandson were communicating with their spiritual thoughts. The old man's expression was always the same, and it was impossible to guess what they were saying.
What it is, let alone what the old man is thinking.
After a while, the old man looked at Lin Feng again, as if he was re-examining the latter. Lin Feng couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when the old man looked at him like this. He coughed dryly and asked: "Senior, what are you doing?"
The old man smiled faintly and said: "Mo Li has told me about your situation. I am very curious about where your physical skills come from."
"Physical skills?" Lin Feng immediately woke up. This physical skills naturally refers to his own fighting, but he can't tell him that he was the world's free fighting champion in his previous life. Then Lin Feng also smiled and said: "I don't have any martial arts.
I just like these fists and kicks better and practice by myself when I have nothing to do."
"No school or sect?" The old man was obviously a little surprised, because after listening to Mo Li's introduction, the young man in front of him was obviously very good in physical skills. He could fight on par with his precious grandson by self-taught, so he could only
It shows that his talent is high enough. "I wonder if you would like to join our Mo family."
"Uh..." Lin Feng was immediately confused by the old man's question, "Join the Mo family, the Mo family?" Lin Feng suddenly thought of something. Yes, the Mo family, his coach once said that the originator of the fighting art was Mozi.
This Mozi was not only a great thinker in ancient times, and was also called Kong Mo together with Confucius. He was also particularly good at machine formations and fighting techniques.
"Is Mo Li a member of the Mo family? Yes, why didn't I think of it? But what is the purpose of this old man letting me join the Mo family? What will happen if I don't join?" Numerous questions asked Lin Feng.
My mind was spinning rapidly.
The old man seemed to know Lin Feng's hesitation at this moment, and was not in a hurry to rush him, but just looked at the young man calmly.
After a moment, Lin Feng raised his head and saluted the old man and said, "I wonder what will happen if I join, and what will happen if I don't join?"
The old man still looked at Lin Feng calmly and said calmly: "After joining, you can learn many things from our Mohist family, mainly including ink skills, ink swords, ink machines, ink formations and ink scriptures. Of course, if you want to learn these things,
It depends on your talent and the other is how much contribution you have made to the Mohist family. At the same time, as a member of the Mohist family, you must never betray, otherwise there will be no place for you in heaven and on earth."
The old man paused and then said: "If you don't join..."
At this moment, Mo Li looked at the old man nervously and shouted softly: "Grandpa!"
The old man seemed to be thinking, and then said: "If you don't join, I will use a secret method to delete your memory tonight, and you will still be you."
Lin Feng had realized at this moment that if he did not join, the old man's so-called memory deletion would most likely turn him into an idiot. And this was for Mo Li's sake, otherwise he might be killed directly.
Lin Feng is extremely resistant to this method of forcing others to join. Lin Feng is currently calculating his current strength and the strength of the other party. Once he refuses and takes action, how sure he is of leaving here.
At this moment, Mo Li reminded him with his spiritual thoughts: "Come in, Lin Feng. Grandpa's strength is beyond your imagination, because he is the giant of our Mo family. In this world, there is only one person who can defeat Grandpa."
When Lin Feng heard this, he frowned slightly, "Big brother of the Mo family, this... I'm afraid that even if Qilin comes to help, he may not be able to escape!" Thinking of this, Lin Feng coughed dryly and said with a wry smile: "Since seniors value me so much, I naturally have nothing to do with it.
Follow the principles.”
When the old man heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "Mo Li really found the wrong person. Very good. In this case, from today on, Lin Feng is a member of our Mo family. From now on, he must abide by the sect rules and do more for our Mo family."
Contribution. This is a token of the Mo family. You should keep it. In the future, all members of the Moh family in Jiuzhou will be from the same sect. If you have any difficulties, you can go to them directly and you will definitely get corresponding help."
After saying that, he handed a small black sword to Lin Feng. Then, the old man turned to Mo Li and said: "Mo Li, please introduce the Mo family's rules to Lin Feng, and also introduce the ink technique, ink sword, ink machine, etc.
The introductory classics of Mo Zhen and Mo Jing were passed on to Lin Feng. As for what he can learn in the future, it will depend on his future contributions to the Mo family."