After washing the mud off his hands, Xiaodong scooped water with a bamboo tube and handed it to Mo Chen to drink. When he had drunk, he drank the rest.

"Elder martial brother, shall we not go back?"

"Wait a second."

Wait for what?

Xiaodong didn't ask, but the meaning was clear in his eyes.

But then he opened his eyes and could not care to ask Mo Chen what.

Just now he planted the green oil grass, hair, germination!

He started planting in the northeast corner of the field, one row full and then the next.

Now these green seedlings are like being held by an invisible hand. One by one, they come out of the soil one by one. With little effort, a piece of land is already full.

"This, this is..."

Xiao Dong is stupefied, tongue tied, turn head to look at Mo Chen, want to get an answer from him.

Herba oleraceae is a kind of herb that can be planted and planted well. It can be used to refine several kinds of pills. Generally speaking, if it is planted today, it may germinate the next day. It can be harvested in less than two months. But But even if the germination is fast, it can't be so fast.

Mo Chen stood up and said leisurely, "go to make a mark. Let's go back first and come back in the evening."

Xiaodong a belly is confused, in the past to a seedling made a mark and back.

"Elder martial brother, what's the matter?"

"I've always had a guess in my mind. I just verified it." Mo Chen said softly, "do you remember the herbs planted in the medicine garden of Beifu city?"

"Remember..."

At that time, the germination speed of herbs was faster than expected. At that time, it was thought that the reason might be that Ji Zhenren gave the seeds different. But these green oil grass seeds are from their mountains, and they are planted one by one by Xiaodong himself, and they are not the hands of others.

So Not the seed, but his own?

Xiaodong looked at his hand in wonder: "this, I really don't know."

Mo Chen pointed to the ground and let him see for himself.

In contrast to a small seedling, there are several gaps in the last row, where the seeds did not germinate.

"I planted these."

Xiaodong all sprouted without exception, but the trees that Mo Chen helped him plant later did not make any movement. The same kind of seed will germinate if it is planted by him, but not by elder brother.

The reason must be with him.

"Elder martial brother, why is this

Clearly is his own reason, but Xiaodong instinctively wants to seek the answer here in Mo Chen.

"Have you ever thought, why does this vine follow you?"

Xiaodong looks down.

The vine, which had been wrapped around his wrist, now poked its head out of his sleeve, and the tip of the vine swayed at him twice, as if nodding.

Is it the vine?

No, no, I didn't have vines when I was in Beifu city. This guy met in Tianjian city. Before meeting the vine, he already had this special ability.

"But I, I don't know..."

"Well." Mo Chen touched his head: "it doesn't matter. There will be a long way to go. It will always be clear."

It's just that we can't let everyone know about it. Of course, Shifu can report it truthfully. As for other people It's not that Mo Chenxin is not only one of his classmates, but also a lot of people. It's hard to avoid a slip of the tongue. What's more, there are still a group of Tianji mountain disciples who want to go to the mountain to live.

In the afternoon, dozens of disciples of Tianji mountain went up the mountain in the rain, led by Shi lushong, the second disciple of Hu Zhenren, and Huihui mountain. All of these disciples have met each other, and some of them are quite friendly. When they see each other, they don't feel good at all. Huihui mountain has no other advantages, but it has a large place. In particular, the guest house is divided into three parts. One is behind the Chenyun stream, which is quiet. However, because of the noise on the mountain two days ago, Li Fulin did not intend to put people there. The other two places are close to each other. They are beside the immortal pool, facing the water and leaning against the mountain. The scenery can not be said.

The guest house has not been occupied for a long time. Jiang Fan and his wife cleaned up and took some things from the library. Hu Zhenzhen also said to him: "don't clean up. When they come, let them do it by themselves. One by two is not for the master."

That is to say, but how can we let people live without doing anything?

The mountain was originally cold and desolate. Suddenly, dozens of people came to the mountain, and they suddenly became lively. Some of them had high and low accomplishments, some had already built a valley, some still had three meals a day without human fireworks. Some people got up early in the morning to read books aloud, while others practiced morning exercises with swords and swords. Xiaodong found that the disciples taught by Hu Zhen people were different from those taught by others. The disciples of the other sects are just like those from the same model. They learn the same things and practice the same things, but their levels are different. But there are so many kinds of disciples like Hu Zhenren. If you don't know in advance that they are from the same sect, you would think that they are all made up of different sects.Tianji mountain is not good at swordsmanship. They are famous all over the world, and it has little to do with the level of Kung Fu. Therefore, practicing kung fu is not the most important thing. Hu Zhenren's teaching of his disciples is different from that of others. He only occasionally calls on one or two. In other times, he develops according to his or her different interests and strengths, which is a thorough use of the four words "teach students according to their aptitude".

Xiaodong also heard Shao Jinming and his disciples talking quietly. One of the disciples, Hu Zhenren, was particularly interested in the dead. It is said that this man was originally saved by Hu Zhenzhen from the dead. At that time, he was a child less than ten years old, and his origin has been lost. I don't know whether it's talent or unusual experience. This child is always interested in all kinds of dead bodies, especially the dead. Later, he dug out a tattered so-called secret script from the old books in Tianji mountain. At first, many people laughed at him and thought that he was just possessed. However, he did not expect that this man really learned and learned the book and created a method of divination with dead bodies. The world says that a dead man can't speak, but his unique skill is to get all the answers he needs from the dead.

This folk skill sounds like a chill on people's back. If it wasn't for the protection of Hu Zhenren, it might have been eradicated as a demon.

Xiaodong has heard of this man before. He didn't see him when he went to Tianji mountain last time. This time, they went up the mountain together, and the disciple surnamed Wei was also there. This man is very recognized. His face is pale and pale, and he has no expression. He looks like It's just a breath more than the dead.

Although know this is not a bad person, but everyone instinctively do not want to get too close to him. Duan Ping said quietly: "80% of his surname is not good at all. You think that half of Wei's characters are ghosts, so this man looks at him half human and half ghost."

Shao Jinming rammed his elbow: "don't talk nonsense. There are more people surnamed Wei in the world. Are half of them ghosts?"

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