[Quick Travel] Every mission always comes with a boyfriend

In the Xuanzong of Taiqing, monks from different peaks have different directions of cultivation, and it is naturally impossible to put the sects together. Mo Zihao's cultivation mainly focuses on spells, and their competition in Misty Peak is naturally based on the battle. Mainly.

And Lin Wen is a alchemy cultivator, and he usually practices alchemy. The competition at Qinghe Peak where he is located is naturally based on the alchemy obtained on the spot.

Logically speaking, Lin Wen should be in the competition field of Qinghe Peak at this time, and somehow he escaped the eyes of his master Zhao Ran and slipped to the competition field of Misty Peak.

"Zihao Zihao, did you play today?"

Lin Wen was obviously very excited about his successful escape. He first described to Mo Zihao vividly how he escaped successfully, and then asked curiously.

"No, these days are mainly their competitions. I just need to compete with the ten winners in the end."

Mo Zihao shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to play, it's just that there is a gap in strength between him and these disciples. If it weren't for the unbreakable rules, the people in charge of the Misty Peak sect Nebi would have directly handed over the leader's reward to Mo Zihao this time.

"Ah? Then why do you still come here to watch their competition?"

Lin Wen tilted his head in bewilderment. If he had such a good treatment, he would definitely not go to those boring competitions—even if he went back to study elixir, it would be more interesting than that.

However, what Lin Wen was talking about was their competition at Qinghe Peak. In his eyes, such a duel-style competition at Misty Peak was very interesting—but he didn't think Zihao would find it interesting at all.

"Master asked me to come."

Mo Zihao pursed his lips slightly.

"Master said that observing the techniques and moves used in their battles and the shortcomings exposed will help me better comprehend these techniques."

So, even though he wanted to practice with his master more, Mo Zihao obediently sat in the viewing booth.

"Oh."

Lin Wen nodded half-understood, and suddenly remembered that his master Zhao Ran had said similar words, Nanf felt a little guilty, and his straight body softened a little.

[Well, I will definitely watch them compete tomorrow. ]

After convincing himself in this way in his heart, Lin Wen regained his righteousness in an instant, straightened his body and watched the competition on the field.

Although they chose different cultivation directions and went to different mountain peaks after entering the sect, Mo Zihao and Lin Wen didn't break contact just because of this.

After all, both of them are in the Xuanzong of Taiqing, and the sect has no rules not to go to other mountains. After practicing, the two will occasionally get together to chat about interesting things that happened recently. Of course, this is not the case. A lot, but it is more than enough to maintain the friendship between the two children. The shallow relationship formed when they lived together in the nameless inn for three days, gradually turned into a deep and firm friendship in the past five years. .The so-called fate is probably what it means.

Lin Wen looked at his friend sitting on his left who had been called a peerless genius since he entered the sect, and felt a little out of age for no reason.

Mo Zihao didn't notice Lin Wen's expression. In fact, after focusing on the competition on the field, Mo Zihao quickly focused on watching.

Even though the cultivation bases of the two sides in the battle are not as good as Mo Zihao's, their fighting moves and skills still attract Mo Zihao - after all, even if it is the same big peak of the same sect, the skills of different small peaks are still different. On the contrary, Mo Zihao carefully observed the movements of those people, and the hand hanging on the side moved silently.

It is of course impossible to master a spell that has never been touched before through observation in a short period of time, but with Mo Zihao's aptitude, it is still possible to learn a little bit, [just don't know Zong Menliyun is not allowed to learn the spells of other small peaks. ]

Mo Zihao was seriously watching the not-so-exciting but worthwhile battles on the competition stage, while thinking seriously in his heart.

[If it is not allowed, my current behavior can probably be called, uh, stealing a teacher. ]

Mo Zihao, who stole his teacher, told the master about his problem with a guilty conscience, and after a period of silence, the master helped him contact the master.

Mo Zihao:? ? !

"Master, didn't you have such troubles at that time?"

Mo Zihao was puzzled.

Master shook his head without changing his expression.

"When Nebi started, I had already entered the Nascent Soul stage, and I was not allowed to participate in Nebi according to the rules."

Needless to say, you don't even need to participate. According to Master's character, he wouldn't go to the competition at all, so why would he have such troubles?

Mo Zihao: Trembling JPG.

On this day, Mo Zihao, who was only twelve years old, looked at the calm face of his master, and deeply understood a truth: as long as you are strong enough, troubles will not catch up with you :)

It was rare to receive a spiritual power message from Jin Chen, and Yu Yuan came quickly.

After understanding what Mo Zihao had done, Yu Yuan, who had always been gentle, almost became a little ferocious.

"Zihao, you... how much did you learn today?"

After controlling his emotions a little bit, Yu Yuan spoke as calmly as possible.

"About six or seven."

Mo Zihao scratched the back of his neck.

"I'm ashamed to say that I saw about ten different theories today, but in the end I only learned a little bit about six or seven of them."

"..."

Yu Yuan almost didn't hold back the smile on his face.

Looking at Mo Zihao's pitiful appearance, he felt the urge to vomit blood for the first time—this kid is indeed good-natured and likable, but his skin is real skin.It can be said that Yu Yuan has never heard of learning other small mountain spells on Neibi.

Why is it that other people are really just watching when watching the competition, and it becomes a big learning site when it comes to Mo Zihao?

——Oh, because other people can't even read it after reading it, but Mo Zihao can grasp the surface after reading it once or twice.

Yu Yuan asked and answered himself coldly in his heart.

"Master."

Although Yu Yuan didn't show it on the surface, Mo Zihao still faintly sensed something. He slightly tugged on Yu Yuan's sleeve, and his tone was a little more disturbed.

"Is there a rule in the Zongmen not to allow self-teaching of spells from other small peaks?"

"It's not that there is no express rule not to allow it, but..."

But that's because no one would do this at all. If Mo Zihao hadn't mentioned it today, Yu Yuan wouldn't have known about such a thing.

"Since there are no express regulations, then it is not a violation."

Jin Chen reached out and stroked Mo Zihao's hair. This was the only gesture he had learned in the past five years to comfort his apprentice.

"Learning is expensive and not expensive. Not every technique is worth learning. Be careful next time."

"Yes, Master."

Mo Zihao rubbed Jin Chen's hands carefully, and replied with sparkling eyes.

Yu Yuan: "..."

He felt that something was wrong, but except for the part that his disciples didn't quite understand—mainly about the communication between people—he couldn't find a reason to refute it, so he could only watch helplessly as his disciples instilled in his disciples a Sounds like a dangerous thought.

Yu Yuan: I feel tired and don't like JPG.

Accepting such an apprentice who is talented but ignorant of the world, Shangzun Yu Yuan is also in pain and happiness today :)

But a few days later, Yu Yuan suddenly didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what the apprentice said today.

Because after comprehending a few spells that he couldn't learn before, Mo Zihao's state loosened up!

When the Thunder Tribulation of Three Nines arrived, Mo Zihao had just finished a battle - a battle with the leader in the previous competition.He was standing on the competition stage, waiting for the referee to announce the result, but suddenly felt something, and his expression changed immediately.

"Everyone, quickly retreat a hundred miles away!"

Knowing that moving his position at this moment would cause a sudden change in the time of Lei Jie's fall, Mo Zihao integrated his spiritual power into his voice, and spoke seriously.

"Uncle Mo?"

The participating disciples who were still inexperienced didn't know what happened, but the referees and the person in charge all changed their faces after a breath.

"All disciples, back away!"

"Everyone, listen to Junior Brother Mo!"

These people are majestic in the hearts of the disciples. Hearing what they said, the disciples present immediately drove their spiritual power back at an extremely fast speed.At the same time, a light blue figure flashed in front of everyone, and arrived in front of Mo Zihao in the blink of an eye.

"Master."

Seeing Jin Chen, Mo Zihao felt a lot more at ease.He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to get through the thunder calamity, it was just that the thunder calamity came suddenly, and Mo Zihao was worried that those disciples would not be able to retreat to a safe place in time.

"Well, concentrate on crossing the tribulation."

Jin Chen knew what Mo Zihao was worried about - in fact, it was precisely because of this that he rushed over quickly after he noticed Mo Zihao's thunder disaster.

Follow your heart, and in an instant, a Mahayana-stage protective cover opened around Mo Zihao, blocking all the disciples present, while Jin Chen himself was at the moment when the protective cover was finalized. He retreated a hundred miles, leaving Mo Zihao alone.

Seeing that he was the only one left around, Mo Zihao immediately sat cross-legged and meditated, before the thunder calamity fell, to drive his mind to quickly absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and prepare sufficient spiritual power for the next catastrophe.

There is one biggest difference between the Sanjiu Thunder Tribulation where Jindan turns into Nascent Soul and other Thunder Tribulations, that is, the last catastrophe of the Sanjiu Thunder Tribulation is the Heart Demon Tribulation. Trapped dead in the heart demon.

But this statement is obviously not valid for Mo Zihao - a lively boy who is only 12 years old, what kind of demons can he have?Mo Zihao's biggest concern in the past was simply not having enough to eat.

Therefore, after passing through the previous 26 thunder calamities, the last heart demon calamity had just fallen on Mo Zihao before dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

Faced with such a situation, Yu Yuan, who arrived later, was silent for a few seconds before thinking of a more appropriate compliment.

"You disciple is exactly the same as you were back then."

It is conceivable that when Jin Chen went through the three or nine thunder calamities, Yu Yuan really couldn't praise anything except the word 'good'.