Chapter 151： Yan Wu Tang

"Aunt, aunt!"

The sound came from the practice room. Mo Tiange came out of the virtual world and lifted the ban.

Stepping into the room was a man in his twenties who was tall and young and looked like a young man, but he still kept his innocence and kindness.

Mo Tiange saw him and asked with a smile: "Is it real, is there something wrong?"

This young man is Ye Zhenji. He is now twenty years old. He had a lovely face, and he was still flattering when he grew up. In addition, he has a good personality and generosity. He is very popular among low-level disciples. In the past ten years, Mo Tiange has no regrets for the treasures of elixir of medicine. He is now ten layers of gas refining, waiting only to be tested by the teachers to obtain the building base.

When Ye Zhenji saw her, he smiled at two dimples: "Aunt, you are still practicing!"

"Natural cultivation. Haven't you gone to Yanwutang with Hualing? You're back at noon?"

Yanwutang is a branch of the main peak of Xuanqingmen, which is specially used by disciples to compete. Under normal circumstances. There was a monk Jiedan and a few monks who built foundations, and practiced their disciples' skills. Male disciples are always interested in fighting techniques, and they will go to Yanwu Tang every few days, as is Ye Zhenji. After ten layers of gas refining, Hua Ling, a playmate who grew up with him, goes to Yanwu Tang every day. Run, Meiqi named Zhujidan test to accumulate experience. Mo Tiange felt that this was a good thing, so he left.

"Don't mention it!" Ye Zhenji sat down opposite her, looking bored. "There are no people in Yanwutang today, and it's boring to play two games. I'll be back."

"Don't you say that Hua Ling thought about a trick ... What do you do not know how to deal with it, has it been cracked?"

"Of course!" Ye Zhenji held his head up and looked proud, "What can the boy of Hualing do? I figured it out after thinking about it for two days, aunt, look at it!"

Speaking, he stood up with interest, raised his hands, and a wind wall technique and thick earth technique appeared on his body almost at the same time.

"Aunt, look, I use these two spells together, Hualing's frozen technique and cracking soil trick won't come in!"

Mo Tiange smiled: "This is really a good way, it is hard for you to think of this."

Being praised, Ye Zhenji was a bit embarrassed, took the spell, and sat back again: "Aunt. I want to discuss something with you."

"What is it? You say."

Ye Zhenji's face appeared hesitant and said rudely, "I ... I want to go home."

Mo Tiange froze for a moment. Ye Zhenji went up the mountain at the age of nine and recognized her at the age of ten. She has been with her since then and has never left. It has been eleven years since she left home. These monks, after entering the martial arts, rarely return to the mundane world. Ye Zhenji never mentioned homesickness, and she didn't think much about it.

At this moment, Ye Zhenji's face was faintly sullen: "When I left home, my mother cried all night ... Aunt, an elite disciple's test of Chikidan is still one year away, and I want to take advantage of this time Would you like to go home? "

Seeing the child's expectation, Mo Tiange didn't speak. Naturally, she can understand Ye Zhenji's emotions, and she did the same, but it is not a good thing to love her relatives so much.

"Aunt," Ye Zhenji said, she didn't answer. Plead again, "I will definitely be back soon, I just want to go back and see ..."

"... Xuanqingmen does not require disciples to cut off their fate, but generally, visiting relatives is permitted only after the foundation is established. You have not yet established the foundation, and it is exactly a year waiting for the test. It is really inconvenient to leave. . "

Ye Zhenji didn't speak again, his face was frustrated.

Mo Tiange thought for a while and smiled at him: "You don't have to be so disappointed. Your ancestor said five years ago that after five years of retreat, I let me travel away from the mountain, and now it is exactly five years. Wait After a while, after finishing the chores, your aunt will take you back. What? "

Ye Zhenji suddenly exulted: "Aunt!"

"Are you happy now?"

Ye Zhenji nodded again and again: "Thank you aunt." After he thanked him, he hesitated again, "But didn't the aunt want the family to know you?"

Mo Tiange smiled: "I don't have the last name Ye, what's the matter? They can't see it, then you call my uncle." Ye Zhenji is a real disciple of Shou Jing in the room. It should be called uncle.

Soothing Ye Zhenji, Mo Tiange ended his practice and stepped out of Dongfu.

Five years later, she has reached the peak of the mid-construction period, but she just needs a little chance. In order to break through to the late foundation. However, Mo Tiange is not in a hurry. She is only thirty-seven years old now. In terms of age, Xiu Wei is already very high. It was Qin Shoujing, who was only at the middle of her age.

Stepping into the main hall of the Qing Palace, Jinghe Daojun was meditating with his knees. There was a fight with Master Songfeng five years ago. His injuries were not minor. He has been healing for several years. Fortunately, he has been repaired so deeply that he did not hurt Dantian and meridians.

Mo Tiange stopped shortly and called out, "Master."

Jinghe Daojun opened his eyes: "Are you out of customs?"

Mo Tiange nodded. For the past five years, she has been locked in her own small cave house. She has never been out, but now she is out.

Feeling that Jinghe Daojun's consciousness swept over himself, Mo Tiange was very calm. Her refining skills have been on the second floor. As long as she does not deliberately suppress her with coercion, she can remain calm in the presence of monk Yuan Ying.

After the investigation, Jinghe Daojun nodded: "Yes. It has reached its peak in the mid-term. It will not be a problem if you want to break through in the next few years.-You have been trained to the second level of Lian Shen Jue? In just ten years, you have this. Achievement, I have never seen it before. "

Mo Tiange laughed and said, "Uncle Xuan Yin thought about it carefully, and the disciples were just not afraid of going into the devil. Master, how is your injury?"

"It's okay." Jinghe Daojun waved his hand and didn't care, "It's almost better. Hum! Songfeng Laoer must have been bad in recent years. At that time, the meteorite of Zhenyang Old Road beat him hard. Hit, according to my estimation, at least he will be in retreat for more than ten or twenty years. Haha. In such a calculation, I can still make money! "

Seeing the proud look of Jinghe Daojun, Mo Tiange shook his head helplessly, and this master probably only occasionally got serious.

"By the way, your girl is out of the game, just a few days later, martial arts, do you want to play?"

Mo Tiange hesitated: "This ... I'm not going well, right?"

Most of the martial arts contests are attended by ordinary disciples. The small contests during the gas refining period are related to Zhujidan. The small contests during the base construction period have other rewards. Generally speaking, elite disciples rarely participate in Xiaobi. One is that they have the reward of the master, and they will not covet the reward. The other is that the elite disciple participates, and most of them are better than ordinary disciples. . Although the Xiuxian Realm does not regard modesty as a virtue, it still takes care of it in the martial arts.

Jinghe Daojun didn't care about the authentic: "What's wrong? If they lose to you, they have no ability."

Mo Tiange was silent, apparently disapproving.

Jinghe Daojun glared at her: "Well, if you don't go, don't go, but you can go and have fun together. It is good to have more discussions with your peers."

She agreed, and nodded: "Yes, Master."

Mo Tiange knows that although he has experienced countless battles of all sizes, he has not played too many battles since the foundation. Although he has participated in the monster beast rebellion, the most chaotic two years have been avoided in the virtual world. . Moreover, she has almost always fought each other several times. Her intuition for danger surpasses that of ordinary monks, but her skills may be slightly worse than those of monks who often learn from each other. Right now she has n’t done anything in five years of retreat, she really should study the fighting method well.

Out of the Qing Palace, Yu Shi Bai Sipa. Fly to the main peak.

Yanwu Hall is located next to the Sanqing Hall of the main peak. Its scale is slightly lower than that of Sanqing Hall, the most magnificent mountain gate in the whole.

Mo Tiange stepped into it slowly, and a disciple of the gatekeeper gave her a gift: "Master Mo." She now has a certain prestige in Xuanqingmen, and these disciples recognize it.

Later, the deacon disciple came forward and laughed, "Master Mo, would you also come to Yanwu Tang to discuss?"

Mo Tiange replied slightly, and replied, "I'm idle today. Come and see."

"Oh ... Master, please, the base period test is in it."

"Well, there is labor." Following the deacon's disciple, Mo Tiange walked through the crowd while others were watching, and entered the room.

This is the place where the practitioners of gas refining are compared. They are chaired by the deacon disciples during the gas refining period. Here, it is the place where Zhuji disciples competed. There was a monk Jiedan sitting in the town, and the person who received it was also the deacon of Jizhu period.

The deacon disciple took her to the deacon and quit.

The deacon took her identity token, and after recording, smiled, "Is this the first time Uncle Mo has come?"

Mo Tiange nodded. When she arrived at Xuanqing Gate, she was already at the peak of gas refining and was facing the foundation. Immediately after the foundation was built, he encountered the chaos of the monsters and came back to become an official disciple of Jinghe Daojun. After five years of tossing and five years of retreat, he had no time to play Wutang.

The deacon said, "I'll take Uncle, then."

"Thanks a lot."

The deacon took Mo Tiange as he walked, and introduced: "Actually, the rules of Yanwutang are simple. Here in the lobby, anyone can take on the challenge. The winner will stay on the stage waiting for others to challenge and win. You can step down in three games. If two people want to fight privately, come to me and pick up a room token and go to the room over there-of course, you need a deacon to testify. In the other room, there is a knot. Uncle Dan sits here. If two people want to take action mercilessly, they have to ask for instructions under the witness of Uncle Jiedan. "

Mo Tiange nodded while listening. This rule is very reasonable. Private fighters need a third party to be present to avoid accidents, and they are unclear. In addition, if some means of controlling the enemy are shot, there may be casualties. If they do not do their best, they will not exert their power. Therefore, a monk must be present to ensure perfection.

The talking room had reached the lobby. Mo Tiange looked at it, and there was a large platform in the center of the lobby. Twenty or thirty monks were standing or standing around.

The deacon said: "Last time in the chaos of the monsters, more than 100 brothers in the gates of our foundation fell. Now there are no more than 200 monks in the gate, or there are at least 40 or 50 people here."

Mo Tiange saw that the monk's face had a dark face. If he wanted to come, his family and friends might have died in the battle of the monsters. Then he laughed and said, "The door is about to start, and there will be a lot of people who want to come this time. Building the same foundation. "

"That's right." The deacon also laughed. "Uncle Mo himself, I'll retreat first."

Mo Tiange returned a gift, watched the deacon exit, and walked to the platform to find a place to watch.

On the stage, there were two early monks in the construction of the foundation, one was a big-faced man, and the other was a thin middle-aged man.

Although the big man was tall, the manipulator was a small flying sword, and the middle-aged man was holding a fan. The Han attacked, the middle-aged man defended, and the two had contact with each other, and they fought fiercely.

Mo Tiange watched for a while, but let her realize something. For example, this big man ’s flying sword is more like a hidden weapon, and the flight is silent, but it takes a long time to practice. As for the middle-aged man, his fan also has mystery, which can pull the aura of the big man, so he often escaped the crisis.

After watching it intently, Mo Tiange was patted on his shoulder, turned his head, and was pleasantly surprised: "Brother Ye!"

It wasn't Ye Jingwen who stood beside her with a smile.

Ye Jingwen is also nearly sixty years old now, so it looks like he is a little older, less aggressive, but more calm.

Ten years ago, the two men fought side by side. After experiencing a deadly battle with several monks of the ancient sword school, their feelings were not as general as they were at the beginning. However, the two of them were accidentally injured by Jinghe Daojun. Mo Tiange was put into the warming pond by Jinghe Daojun because of the tough veins, so it was almost a few days. Ye Jingwen's injury was heavier than her. After raising her for more than a year, she was all right. At that time, Mo Tiange was tossed by Jinghe Daojun every day, and the two had only seen it in a hurry. They had not even had the time to chill. Later, they were closed for five years.

Ye Jingwen looked at her with a smile, pointed back, and the two of them exited the crowd and went to the corner to find a chair and sit down.

The two sat down and Ye Jingwen laughed: "Tiange, it's been a long time."

"Yes, I just went out yesterday."

Ye Jingwen's consciousness swept her, surprised: "You have reached the peak of the middle period?"

Mo Tiange nodded: "Fortunately, this retreat went smoothly."

Ye Jingwen looked at her insolent face and sighed: "I heard that your qualifications are actually very good. I don't believe it. I have to believe it now. When you meet you, you are just a second-tier gas refiner. Girl, I have built the foundation, and now you surpass me. "

Over the past few years, Ye Jingwen Xiu has also made progress, but his progress is not as obvious as Mo Tiange, and he has spent some time on healing, and it is still a little worse.

Mo Tiange shook his head and laughed: "Brother Ye is joking at me, I can have today, it is all due to chance." If it happened to be Zhong Muling, she is still a wasteful root. For these ten years, I am still afraid to build Is he lingering at the beginning?

After she built the foundation that year, there was no mixed element method, and even the efficacy of Su Nujue was greatly reduced, and the absorbed spiritual gas could hardly be retained. Now that she has obtained mixed elementary exercises and practiced in the imaginary realm, she knows just how big the gap between the wasteful roots and the geniuses of those single roots and different roots is. If it was said that only 10% of the aura she could retain before, then 90% can be retained now! This terrible nine-fold made her realize that if she did not meet Zhong Muling and did not get the mixed element exercises, then she would spend the rest of her life, afraid that she would not be able to advance to rank.

Ye Jingwen naturally did not know the emotions in her heart, and heard her so humble, she glanced: "I have told you in the past, the opportunity is also strength, why not deny it." After a pause, he asked, "Tiange, you come Yanwutang, is it for discussion? "

"Well, I have rarely done anything since I built the foundation, and I want to learn more from the same door and increase some fighting experience."

"It's good. Fighting skills are more important than talent. Cultivation of genius is not possible. If practice is not good, the fighting skills will not be much weaker."

"So, Brother Ye often comes to Yanwutang?" Mo Tiange asked with interest. Before recognizing Ye Jingwen, he did not have a deep friendship. He had never seen him fighting. Later, he met him in Qianmenling, Tianshan volcano, and fought side by side. Only then did he know that he was also a decisive decisive man.

Sure enough, Ye Jingwen nodded: "I have free time to play Wutang. For our sword repair, martial arts fighting is more important."

"I'm afraid that every sword repair is combative, right?"

Ye Jingwen couldn't help but smile: "Yes, if you are not fighting, you will not choose to do sword repair."

The two laughed relatively.

Sitting for a while, Ye Jingwen said, "Yes, since you are here to learn, I don't want to go to the ring right now, let's fight?"

"Okay!" Mo Tiange naturally wanted it. Ye Jingwen's combat power surpassed that of a regular mid-level monk, and he has very rich experience, and he is of course an excellent opponent.

The two got up together, looked for the deacon outside, took the house number, and entered the room under the direction of a deacon.

It is a box room, but in the end it is used for competition, it is very spacious, and it is equivalent to a small platform. The two came to power and were confirmed by the deacon.

Ye Jingwen is a sword repairer. Jian Xiu pays attention to shots. Once the deacon confirms, he flies and shoots directly to Mo Tiange.

Mo Tiange stepped on Bai Sipa, deliberately used to defend the enemy, and wiped it against the flying sword. Only the sword repairing Feijian was carrying the sword energy. This wiped her body and swept her arm, making her arm sore.

When Ye Jingwen saw this, the flying sword flew back immediately, condensed in the sword. Suddenly, the sword swelled with white awns, surrounded him, and suddenly opened all the sword awns to her.

Mo Tiange reluctantly, Bai Sipa closed it and let it go, the brick wall blocked Jianmang, Feitianshuo shot, Jinmang flew up, and covered under Ye Jingwen.

The two of you came to me and fought for a while. The deacon clapping his hands as a witness, stopped and applauded.

Stepping down from the platform, the two took a short break.

Ye Jingwen looked at Mo Tiange with a thoughtful face and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Mo Tiange replied: "I didn't want to use that magic weapon, but in the face of Brother Ye's sword, I don't know how to avoid it."

After she said this, Ye Jingwen laughed: "You are thinking about this ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Mo Tiange is puzzled:" Is there anything wrong? "

This time it was the deacon who watched the battle: "Uncle Mo, Jian Xi's sword qi is difficult to hide. This place is so small. It is natural to choose a magic weapon or spell to block it. Uncle Shi has the magic weapon. avoid?"

Mo Tiange froze, with a shame on his face: "I missed it, I always thought that I was foolproof."

Ye Jingwen said: "Tiange, your fighting experience is very rich, but you haven't corrected your mentality. You need to know that if you win a little way, you will win. Any means can be used."

"Yes, I would like to thank Brother Ye for guidance." Although the current practice has surpassed Ye Jingwen, Mo Tiange knows that he is still inferior to him, so he sincerely thanks him.

Ye Jingwen smiled: "If you are fine recently, you often come to Yanwutang to fight with me. Let's learn from each other and make progress together."

Thank you for your pink ticket, Sasha and the 5,000-year-old classmates for their reward. The last few chapters are transition chapters, and we are about to enter the next episode ~) Book friends, pay attention!