The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 104 Emperor Mercy
Perhaps there was enough time to rest, and the vitality of both sides recovered, or maybe the "swearing war" just now, both sides hadn't fully enjoyed themselves yet.

So, half an hour later, Mo Chengjun and Baling'er had a friendly (blushing and thick neck) communication about the few days of classes in this ten-day period.

The two parties have spoken from astronomy to geography, from culture to history, from ancient times to the present, and the language spans several dimensions.

Until the mouth was dry again, an agreement was finally reached - four classes a day.

This is Mo Chengjun's bottom line, on the side of the Hall of Enlightenment, it is up to Balinger to negotiate and persuade.

Of course, in exchange, Mo Chengjun also promised to extend each class by half an hour.

That is to say, every time a class is held, the original one-hour class time becomes one and a half hours.

To be honest, this condition itself is breaking the inherent rules.

But at this moment, Mo Chengjun said whatever he wanted, and Baling'er agreed cleanly.

They didn't care at all that if they arranged this way, other class hours would have to be adjusted, and they didn't think that the Hall of Enlightenment would have any opinions.

Is it okay to have an opinion?
If you have an opinion, let's settle it in an hour, anyway, Mo Chengjun has no objection.

Baling'er can still show off a wave of operations with the elders of the inner sect of the Hall of Enlightenment.

I fought for it, and I fought for it with great difficulty. If you are not happy?

it does not matter.

Absolutely not reluctantly, I said...

The conditions were negotiated, and both sides were happy, and seemed to be very satisfied.

You can see the happy look on the other party's face, but also the expression is closed, and the face is ugly.

Baling'er thought: "It's broken, I was careless just now, and I didn't squeeze out the remaining value, what a loss!"

Mo Chengjun was also thinking: "Oops, I just slacked off, I should stick to my principles, two classes a day, beat me to death and refuse to give in, what can he do to me?

Now, it's a big loss! "

While thinking about it, the two sides met their eyes again, and turned their heads away with a look of disgust.

Beside, the three people who were bystanders had endured so much.

Even the little girl Ba Nishang, who was as big as a little ghost, laughed happily.

Of course, to be honest, even though it was a scolding battle just now, Baling'er has already explained the current situation clearly.

The waves caused by the two books "Yi Jin Jing" and "Mo's Sword Intent Fundamental Theory" in Jianzong are indeed true.

In terms of truth, it even surpasses the "Fengyun Leifa" with one method and three supernatural powers.

There is no way, "Fengyun Leifa" is just magical powers in the final analysis. Although it is tempting, it is not the mainstream of Xinghe Jianzong.

Even though it caused a fanatical pursuit, everyone is quite sober.

No one thinks that their inability to learn is a problem, because this is the Sword Sect, the ancestral court of sword cultivators in the world.

But it's really different now.

On the surface, "Yi Jin Jing" is just a method to expand the meridians, but this is a three-in-one sword method that increases the spirituality of the flying sword, purifies mana, and even increases the speed of cultivation.

And it is very suitable for Xinghe Jianzong's swordsmanship, it is almost tailor-made, and this method alone can increase the killing power of the sword cultivator by three points out of thin air.

What a terrifying improvement this is!
This alone, can cause no matter how big the waves are.

As for "Moshi's Sword Intent Fundamental Theory", it looks very strange, completely inconsistent with what this world should look like.

But Galaxy Sword Sect has never lacked people who really love swords, let alone those monks who are willing to bend down and think carefully about the truth.

The more they taste the truth, the more they feel that these three sword theories are so incisive and profound, and the more they study, the more difficult it is to extricate themselves.

If it is said that "Yi Jin Jing" has strong universality, it attracts middle and low-level sword cultivators.

The "Mo's Sword Intent Fundamental Theory" attracts middle and high-level people, and those truly powerful sword cultivators will be crazy about it.

And under such circumstances, Mo Chengjun actually went to retreat?

closed?
closed?
That is to say, behind Mo Chengjun stood the Four Seasons Peak Four Seasons Sword Master Shen Jinxiu, who had a backstage, and the backstage was strong enough.

Otherwise, this group of people could directly break into his retreat and pull him out.

The expression on his face is absolutely respectful, but what he does is not something a human can do.

No matter which world you put in, it's rare for people who don't drive teachers to make up lessons!
Of course, Mo Chengjun hid, but Baling'er really didn't dodge. The battle he caused this time was him venting his dissatisfaction.

The meaning inside and outside the words is nothing more than: Damn you hid, why didn't you tell me?
Tell me, I also retreat?

You ran away, and threw me outside to attract firepower, are you still a brother?
To be honest, Mo Chengjun is actually quite hypocritical. The reason why the agreement was reached so quickly is also because he himself feels that he, ahem, is a little dishonest.

In any case, the business has been settled here, and Baling'er is not talking nonsense, so Yu Jianfei went to the Hall of Enlightenment.

There, I don't know how many big shots are waiting for his news, how dare he delay.

After he left, the small courtyard became quieter. Those who should move the chairs moved the chairs, those who should serve tea served tea, those who should boil water, those who should clean up, and those who should cook.

These, Xue Ling is the main force, he is also very conscious, and Ba Nishang followed suit.

As for Mo Chengjun and Xue Pan, as elders, they naturally have to look like elders.

So, they lay on the chairs, sipping tea and chatting one after another.

This is Xue Pan's first visit to Mo Chengjun's small courtyard.

This place, after all, is inside Xinghe Sword Sect, deep in Tianhen Mountain. It is not an easy task for Xue Pan, a person outside the sect, to come here at ordinary times.

It's not that you really can't come, but you need to report, approve, explain the reason, and then you need someone to guarantee, and finally the sect has to arrange someone to follow.

Well, what are you talking about following, it's surveillance!

After these procedures are completed, it will take several days, so that you have no desire to enter the mountain at all.

Therefore, before Mo Chengjun wanted to see Xue Pan, he always went to Yunjian City.

But this time, in order to gain momentum, Balinger took him to Tianhen Mountain in a daze.

In the courtyard, there was a breeze, and the tea trees swayed and rustled with the wind.

Under the tea tree and on the reclining chair, Mo Chengjun and Xue Pan looked leisurely from a distance, as if each had their own thoughts.

After a while, Mo Chengjun spoke first: "Tell me, why are you messing around with Baling'er? Isn't this your style?"

"Cough cough!"

Xue Pan coughed dryly, and said from left to right: "Is there any? No, right? I didn't do anything either?"

Mo Chengjun curled his lips: "Don't say these things are useless, tell me honestly, what did Baling'er promise you, and you are willing to gossip with him?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide, Xue Pan said bluntly, "Actually, it's nothing. I just agreed to help me enter Tianhen Mountain and see you as soon as possible."

Mo Chengjun touched his chin, and asked a little confusedly: "Why?

Uh, something happened to your Xue family? "

Xue Pan shook his head: "With me here, with Xue Ling joining the Galaxy Sword Sect, and most importantly, with Mo Chengjun, a true disciple of the Galaxy Sword Sect, treating me as a brother, what can happen to the Xue family?
What could happen to the Xue family's business?
The news of those people is well-informed. During this period of time, no one will be so closed-minded. "

"Is that about Xue Ling?"

Mo Chengjun understood, and shook his head helplessly. This father really worried about his child.

Xue Pan's eyes were a bit complicated, he looked at Xue Ling who was busy in the courtyard, and said softly: "When I was young, I can't remember any ancient book I read a sentence saying that children are debts left by their parents in previous lives.

Debts from previous lives, pay back in this life.

At that time, I scoffed at it, and felt that I was talking nonsense, and I didn't know what it meant, but after Xue Ling, I felt more and more that what the ancient book said was the way of human relations. "

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Mo Chengjun with more complicated eyes: "Brother Mo, to be honest, you and I have known each other for quite a long time.

I always thought you were not a mortal, but now you are, you are simply not human! "

Mo Chengjun's expression froze, and he asked, "Are you sure you're praising me?"

Xue Pan noticed something was wrong, but of course he couldn't admit it, and immediately said: "Of course it's a boast, so obvious that you can't hear it?"

"But why do I feel that you are calling me inhuman?"

"If you're not a human, then you're an immortal. I said you descended like an immortal, am I wrong?"

"Fart, you're just scolding me."

"I do not have."

"You have! You have! You have!"

"I said no! No! No!"

The normal style of painting just now became weird again in the blink of an eye.

The two argued for a long time like children, even attracting the eyes of Xue Ling and Ba Nishang.

At this time, they put on the posture of elders, blushed, and stopped arguing.

After a pause, Mo Chengjun said: "From now on, let Xue Ling follow me. If possible, I will teach him the way of swordsmanship.

Of course, if there is really no other way, I will tailor a set of methods for him so that no one will bully him. "

Knowing the importance of this promise, Xue Pan clasped his fists in salute and said, "Some things may seem hypocritical if you say too much, but I have to say something more, thank you!"

Mo Chengjun waved his hand: "Don't be sensational, I have my own considerations.

In the future, my research topics will become more and more serious, and I still need someone to help me take care of trivial matters.

So, I'm actually planning to take in a boy. I don't know about this guy, but he has to take care of my life.

Therefore, Xue Ling is not only here to enjoy the blessings. "

Xue Pan smiled: "If you really want to find it, the disciples of the inner sect can squeeze their heads, and there are probably people who are willing to pass it on.

I understood a long time ago that having you as a adoptive father is the greatest opportunity in Xue Ling's life. "

Mo Chengjun didn't say much, he just acknowledged the compliment and asked another question instead: "Xue Pan, why do I feel that something is wrong with you today, did something happen that I don't know about?
Or, what are you worried about? "

Xue Pan paused, then sighed quietly: "Maybe it's unfounded worries.

After experiencing the invasion of the demon country and the cleanup of the Xianmen sect in recent years, Yunzhou is still stable, and the Xue family's business is also very good, so I shouldn't have any worries.

But outside of Yunzhou, the other eight states are not peaceful now! "

"Why is this again?"

Xue Pan said softly: "There are many reasons, but I think the most fundamental reason lies in Zhongzhou, at the core of the Daxuan Dynasty, on the dragon chair.

That emperor, recognized by the human race, is already very old! "

With a 'swipe', Mo Chengjun straightened his body, his expression was no longer relaxed, and his eyes became sharper.

He looked at Xue Pan, frowned, a little in disbelief: "You mean, the emperor is going to die?"

Xue Pan didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Mo Chengjun did not doubt the source of the news. The Xue family was in the officialdom anyway. Although it was a bit remote, there were still these sources of news.

Of course, the Xue family is not a big family after all, and it is still far away from the land of Zhongzhou, but it is because of this, and it is because even they have received news.

Obviously, Di Min, the Emperor who has reigned for more than fifty years, is really about to die.

So, Mo Chengjun asked another question: "How many sons does Dimin have?"

"There are many, there are dozens of them, but there are only nine princes who are really capable of competing for that position."

"So, this may be another one, where Kowloon seizes the throne!"

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