Conquer the world with the system!

Seeing Wen Qiche's slightly aggrieved appearance, Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly felt happy.

"Holy Son, what's the matter?" He pretended to be puzzled, but it was a complete tease.

When Wen Qiche saw his teasing eyes, his heart suddenly burst into flames.

In the 21 years since he was a child, no one has dared to fool him like this!

"Young Master Xuandu," his voice was cold and indifferent, "if you think it will make you happy to fool me, fooling the adoptive father, and fooling the Glazed Temple..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly leaned forward and leaned in front of him, stretched out his fingers and pressed his lips, dispelling the remaining words.

"I'm not fooling you." Mo Zhaoyuan's voice sounded a bit gentle. The two of them got so close that Wen Qiche could almost see each other's eyes clearly, with a faint glow under the candlelight. Lan, "I never thought of fooling you." He said it so seriously that Wen Qiche could hardly bear to believe him.

"Then you..." Wen Qiche reached out and took Mo Zhaoyuan's finger, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Why did you do this?"

"For..." Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Wen Qiche, his eyes met, "Together with you..."

Wen Qiche is not sure if he sees it in the eyes of the other party...

affection.

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 90%, an increase of 2%."

"Spending such a long time with you." Mo Zhaoyuan said the rest, "These nine months, I really feel extremely happy."

Mo Zhaoyuan had a suave look on his face, he stretched out his slender fingers, lifted Wen Qiche's chin, and kissed the corner of his lips lightly.

Wen Qiche suddenly opened his eyes wide.

He didn't expect... He didn't expect Zhao Wenyuan to have such feelings for him!

Then what happened to his adoptive father?What does he...

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 91%, an increase of 1%."

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 92%, an increase of 1%."

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 91%, down 1%."

"Wen Qiche's favorability: 92%, an increase of 1%."

......

Before he could figure it out, he saw Young Master Xuandu stretching out his hand to cover his body with a blue-black robe, exerting force on his feet, and flying out of the open window calmly and gracefully.He turned his back to the window without looking back, as if he was sure that he would be able to get out of the window.

"Holy Son, there will be a period later..." Mo Zhaoyuan said with a light smile, "Wen Qiche."

"Wait a minute!" Hearing the last name, Wen Qiche frowned suddenly. He walked quickly to the window, trying to keep up with Zhao Wenyuan—but suddenly found that there was no sign of Zhao Wenyuan outside the window.

How did he know... The expression on Wen Qiche's face was cloudy and uncertain. Except for the father-in-law, even the guardians in the Glazed Light Temple didn't know that he used to be called "Wen Qiche" "How did Zhao Wenyuan know?What is the purpose of going to the Glazed Light Temple and proposing to take Qifengqu for his adoptive father?

Up to now, Wen Qiche would not believe that Zhao Wenyuan offered to help because he fell in love with his adoptive father at first sight; There is always a self-deception.

Maybe that's true.

Maybe he is really because of himself.

Although Wen Qiche had such a fluke idea in his heart, his reason told him that it must not be that simple.

Although I haven't known Zhao Wenyuan for a long time, Wen Qiche seems to understand this person completely.

......

"Is this what you said without explanation?" cn170's voice was a little subtle.

"Well, yes." Mo Zhaoyuan nodded.After he left the inn through the window, he used his Qinggong to rush to Jueming Mountain with all his strength.Since Jueming Tianshi's martial arts are unrivaled in the world, his lightness kung fu is naturally powerful, and within a few hours, he has walked a path that could only be taken a month when the few of them acted together.

"However, how about just running out like this?" cn170 asked, "Won't Qi Che think too much? You seem to have confessed to Qi Che just now?"

"Is there?" Mo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, "I didn't say anything..."

cn170 recalled the previous scene, and found that Mo Zhaoyuan really hadn't confessed.

He first said a few ambiguous and specious words, then kissed the corner of Wen Qiche's lips, and then flew out of the room.

"Also, it doesn't really matter to me whether he thinks too much." Mo Zhaoyuan said in a calm tone.

It is rare for cn170 not to refute anything.

"What is Xiaoyuan going to do?" He immediately changed the subject, "When they get to Mount Jueming, will you admit that you did it yourself, or..."

"How could you admit it?" Mo Zhaoyuan's eyes flashed a wicked light, "cn170, are you joking?"

......

A few days later, Mo Zhaoyuan returned to Jueming Mountain.

He took out the Luohe map and gossip, and prepared to continue the calculation.

"What does Xiaoyuan want to count?" cn170 asked.

"Qifengqu." Mo Zhaoyuan's answer was very simple.

"Haven't you already counted twice?" cn170 was a little puzzled, "Why do you have to count again?"

"I want to find Qifengqu." Mo Zhaoyuan said, closing his eyes and breaking up the arranged gossip.

He opened his eyes and looked over one by one.

Then I closed my eyes again.

Broken and blurry images appeared in front of my eyes.

A mountain appeared, it was Jueming Mountain.

An old man appeared, who was the master of Breaking Dead.

A toddler appeared, who was the Breaking Dead when he was a child.

The young boy asked the old man in a childish voice, "Master, why did we come here?"

"Because, there is a magical thing buried in the Jueming Mountain Range." The old man touched the young boy's hair kindly, and replied, "It is this thing that makes Master a martial artist with high martial arts skills."

"What does Master mean?" The young boy didn't understand.

"Wei Shiben was a student of Shilin. It was four or fifty years ago. Once, when I went out for a trip for my teacher, I came to Jueming Mountain and met a man... who looked like a fairy. "The old man's voice was a little distant, as if he had fallen into a long memory, "He gave me a sheet music and asked me to play it to him. I learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since I was a child, and I was young and frivolous at the time. The score was good, so I took out the Yaoqin and played it."

"And then?" The young boy's curiosity was aroused, as if he was listening to a story, he asked the old man to continue talking with interest.

"And then..."

"Then, the teacher felt that there was an extra strength in his body that he had never had before, and his body was no longer weak. The immortal told the teacher that this sheet music has great power. If someone can play it completely, playing it The person who listens can increase the internal strength by one year, and the listener can also increase the kung fu by ten years." Mo Zhaoyuan murmured and said the words that the old man once said verbatim.

"This is Qifeng Opera..." Mo Zhaoyuan frowned, "But..."

......

"Afterwards, the immortal suddenly disappeared in front of the teacher. The child was speechless and confused. The teacher was very surprised, and he was a little bit afraid of the score in his hand." The old man sighed, "Then, the teacher just I buried the score in the bamboo forest not far away. I didn’t remember it deliberately at the time. It’s been so long, and I can’t find it now! It’s just that this Jueming Mountain has a chance to be a teacher, so It was chosen here."

......

Although the old man taught Jueming Tianshi the tune from his memory, it was not a complete Qifeng song; but even so, Jueming Tianshi became the best in the world by virtue of this remnant.

"Bamboo forest...bamboo forest..." Mo Zhaoyuan closed his eyes, thinking quickly in his mind.

"Trigger the mission - Qifeng is born."

"Mission level--required mission."

"Mission description - find the Qifeng song that was given to the master by the immortal in the past but was buried in the bamboo forest by the master, and play it in its entirety."

"The necessary task... is to find Qifengqu." Mo Zhaoyuan narrowed his eyes, the tasks in this world revolve around Qifengqu, it seems that Qifengqu is a very important thing.

Mo Zhaoyuan put away the Luohe map and Yin-Yang gossip, and started pacing in the room.

There are a total of 180 large and small bamboo forests on Jueming Mountain. It is definitely unrealistic to find them one by one. Mo Zhaoyuan never planned to do such a hard task.

So, rely on your brain.

However, even the master had been forgotten back then, and Jueming Tianshi was totally ignorant; even this memory was never seen by Mo Zhaoyuan when he inherited his memory, and he still relied on the Luohe map and the Yin-Yang gossip. I just recalled it.

any idea......

Mo Zhaoyuan closed his eyes to calm himself down.

The only thing he can rely on now is the one that his master taught him, no, it should be the remnants of the song taught to Master Jue Ming.

However, the problem came again, this remnant didn't seem to be useful.

but......

If Master remembers correctly, the one who gave him Qifeng Qu was really an immortal, this Qifengqu...

"cn170, would you mind telling me about Qifeng Qu?" Mo Zhaoyuan pondered for a while before asking cn170.

"..." cn170 was also silent for a long time, so long that Mo Zhaoyuan almost thought he had disappeared again, cn170 finally answered, "What does Xiaoyuan want to ask?"

"Qifeng Qu, as long as you play it once completely, you can increase your skill by one grade," because there was no one else on Jueming Mountain, Mo Zhaoyuan said it unknowingly, instead of communicating silently in his heart , "Does this kind of thing really exist?"

"Yes." cn170 gave an affirmative answer.

"Shouldn't this kind of thing only appear in stories?" Mo Zhaoyuan asked this sentence, only to realize that his expression was a bit inaccurate, "I mean, even in this world with rivers, lakes and martial arts Here, this kind of thing shouldn't appear, right?"

"..." cn170 still took a long time before answering, "This is true."

"Why didn't you answer my question directly?" Mo Zhaoyuan was a little unhappy.

cn170:  …

It's still as a matter of course... I am a system now, isn't it normal not to tell you?

"I probably know what's going on," Mo Zhaoyuan suddenly smiled faintly, "Although, you didn't answer my question."

cn170:  …

It's ok I'm used to it.

He could guess the answer without doing anything.

This kind of thing has almost become a regular occurrence.

"What did you guess?" cn170 asked with some hesitation.

"Qifengqu is probably not ordinary, maybe it is a legendary...spiritual weapon." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled playfully, "180 two bamboo forests, the task is impossible to really let me take each bamboo forest one by one. Go through it again, so there must be some shortcut."

"Xiaoyuan, are you trying to play tricks again?" cn170 was secretly startled by Mo Zhaoyuan's sharpness, and at the same time tried to mislead him, "Have you forgotten the consequences of completing the mission by taking tricks?"

"I don't think it's a trick." Mo Zhaoyuan was completely unmoved, "It's just...thinking with your head and then coming up with the best method."

"And the method I came up with is to use the remnants to draw the real score." Mo Zhaoyuan smiled slightly, "If it is really a spiritual weapon, maybe there will be a response."