Chapter 236

Until returning to the courtyard, Mo Li didn't understand the meaning of what Lord Simon said at last. He didn't think about it and didn't get entangled too much. After chatting with the people for a while, he went back to the room with Su ranxue to have a rest.

Here, Mo Li's front foot just left, and another old figure appeared in the pavilion.

"What's up, old man? Is my apprentice OK?"

Dead wood seems to be familiar with Ximen Po. He takes the tea on the stone table and drinks it. He smiles and asks Ximen Po who walks to the stone table again.

"It's not just OK!" Ximen took a look at the withered wood and said, "you've found the treasure in WanMu temple. It's only a matter of time for this little guy to soar into the sky."

Hearing Simon's words, Kuki's face brightened and asked, "so you agree with my previous proposal?"

When ximenpo heard the dead wood's words, he was slightly silent and said slowly, "if he can really break the seal in the ruins and let the northern mainland return to its former strength, the problem you are talking about is not a problem at all."

Dead wood a Leng, then slowly nod.

Yes! If this little guy can really accomplish the great work that countless predecessors of the seven factions can't do, and then let him lead the seven factions to revive the northern mainland, who dares to object?

It's just... Is it possible?

"Well, it's no use thinking more now. The key is still up to the little guy himself. If he's really a great athlete, how can a red chamber stop him?"

"Yes! When I first met this little guy, I felt his extraordinary, but his growth speed really surprised me. As you said, I found a treasure this time. "

There is no lack of pride in the words of withered wood. At the beginning, the Party of Qingfeng City accepted two such excellent apprentices, but withered wood was very happy during this period.

Looking at the complacent appearance of the dead wood, Simon broke the corner of his mouth and threw a basin of cold water: "don't be complacent. Do you know the origin of this little guy?"

Dead wood a Leng, shook his head: "not clear, but they said, and worship me as a teacher does not conflict."

"You don't know, but I know!"

"You know?" The dead wood was full of surprise.

Ximen nodded solemnly, looked at the dead wood and asked: "old man, do you remember what happened when you were dormant in Ziyun mountain for ten years?"

"What happened then? What happened at that time... "Kuki's words stopped suddenly, and the hand holding the cup was shocked and crushed.

Looking at Simon Po's same dignified look, the dead wood's voice trembled slightly: "you mean... Li'er and the man..."

"If I guess correctly, this little guy and the man at that time should come from the same place, more likely to be his descendants or disciples."

"What's the basis?"

Kuki feels that his throat is a little dry. He still can't forget that scene. If Mo Li is really that man's disciple, Kuki really doesn't know whether he is lucky or unfortunate to accept him as an apprentice.

"Do you remember when you were in shuiyunzong, the man had a black Guqin on his back. Yesterday, I happened to pass by the yard where the little guy lived. I met him and the girl named Mo Zhiyin in the yard. The girl looked like she was playing the piano, but I couldn't hear any sound. Moreover, the piano looked familiar. When I came back, I remembered that it was the one on the man's back that year! "

As soon as Simon broke his words, the dead wood was completely speechless.

Recalling the scenes since he met Mo Li in his mind, Kuki found that his apprentice's way of doing things was really a bit unique, and he thought that he was a bit similar to that man in the end.

Looking at the dead wood, looking solemn and deep in thought, Simon Po didn't know what to say for a moment. Few people knew what happened in those years, but all the insiders were completely shocked by the scene.

After a long time, Kuki slowly looked up and looked at his old friend who had known each other for hundreds of years. With a smile, the tangle in his brow disappeared: "whether he is the descendant of that man or not, now he is my disciple of wanmuguan and my apprentice of Kuki. Apart from this, nothing else matters! "

"Have you decided?"

"It's decided!" Kuki took a long breath, stroked the beard on his chin, and then said, "he is an apprentice, I believe him!"

Simon curled his lips and nodded slowly: "well, after this meeting, let's go to some other old guys to discuss. Maybe this little guy is really the nobleman of our seven sects."

The two old men, chatting in the pavilion, decided that the whole mainland would be shocked by it in the future. From then on, the fighting stage was completely expanded.

Chaoyang slowly gets out of the horizon, and the Ruoshui villa, which has been silent all night, becomes lively again. Yesterday's discussion is fruitless, and other forces outside Jiufeng and Qipai seem to be unwilling. They have already gathered in Ximen's martial arts arena early.

When Mo Li leads Su ranxue to arrive, there are many people chatting in groups on the martial arts arena, and the topics are all focused on this conference.

Mo Li suddenly finds an old acquaintance in the crowd. Among a group of beautiful men and women, Yun Xia is also looking at him not far away with a long sword.

Step by step towards the camp of shuiyunzong, ten meters away from Yunxia group, Hua Feifei suddenly reaches out to hold Mo Li.

"Don't leave your brother... He's there!"

"He?" Mo Li is a Leng, looking at Hua Feifei's dignified expression, full face doubts: "who?"

Hua Feifei's head slightly leaned forward and whispered in Mo Li's ear: "it's the soul chasing flower. The killer is in the camp of shuiyunzong!"

Soul chasing flower!

Chuming!

Mo Li pupil a tight, looking at the flower Feifei whispered: "are you sure?"

Hua Feifei white, Mo from one eye, turned his lips: "you when I Huazong's soul chasing flower is a joke? The guy doesn't know how to hide his breath. The breath of the flower is very weak, but I'm sure he's in the middle of that group of people! "

Hua Feifei and Mo Li's voice is very small, and only a few people around them can hear them. Hua Feifei's words make su ranxue and Mo Zhiyin's face become dignified.

At the beginning, the strength of the killer in yinfengdang was far beyond the expectation of several people, and now it appears in the camp of shuiyunzong.

As usual, he walked slowly towards shuiyunzong. Mo Li hid his doubts and put a gentle smile on his face.