The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 130
In the middle of the night, go down the mountain.

The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of insects can be heard one after another.

Mo Chengjun rode on the four-eared donkey demon and walked on the winding mountain road. When the cold wind blew, his feverish mind finally cooled down.

Then, he slapped his thigh and shouted annoyedly: "Fuck me, did I agree?
This, this, this is what I should participate in?
How can I agree? "

You want to ask Mo Chengjun if he would like to participate in the Wutong Dharma Conference and give lectures to these foreign sect guests?

Are you kidding me?

Isn't this uncomfortable?

As a scientific research leader, what he wants is a stable environment, with a continuous supply of experimental materials and projects that can be studied.

The rest, he really didn't like it.

What is known all over the world once you become famous!

No one in the world knows you!

What does that have to do with him?
Moreover, as far as his heart is concerned, Mo Chengjun is quite self-aware.

He did not become arrogant because of the flattery of outsiders; nor did he become defiant because of his rapid rise in status.

He may have achieved some research results, or he may be able to speak eloquently and eloquently in lectures,

Even those Nascent Soul Daxiu and Zongmen bosses all came to listen to his lectures and gave him some respect.

But in fact?
He is essentially just a minor cultivator in the foundation building period, his mana is not deep, and his cultivation base is not high.

Being able to speak eloquently and eloquently in the big class is just to pull those big shots into the field that he is good at, and then use his unique thinking mode and research results to beat him.

If you really want to say it, it's like I'm the best fighter among singers, or the best singer among boxers.

This can be regarded as using a different method, but he really didn't feel that he was such a great person.

Perhaps, one day, when he becomes a Yangshen and Immortal, he will be able to shake his prestige when he holds a sword to traverse the world and come and go freely.

What now?
Let's be more sober in the world.

We should be low-key, we have to be low-key;
We should admit to being cowardly, and we have to admit to being cowardly too.

This is nothing!
Therefore, when he first heard that the female sword master asked him to participate in the Wutong Puja, he pretended to be stupid and refused in various ways.

But, after all, he couldn't refuse.

At this time, he also knew in his heart that the two sighs of the female sword master must have used some means.

But even if it was useless, how could he really refuse?
The boss has spoken, and the secret behind it has been told to you, can you still refuse?
But the problem is, Mo Chengjun seems to be able to see a stable and leisurely life, which is gradually drifting away from him.

That worry!

The boy's head turned white with worry!
……

Mountain peak, in the bamboo garden.

The female sword master stood there as usual, watching Mo Chengjun ride away on the donkey, and then disappeared into the night.

She stood there, but was speechless for a long time.

Quietly, a person appeared beside her.

He was a handsome middle-aged uncle, dressed in white, with a slight graying on his temples, and his temperament was ethereal, mixed with calm and prestige.

This one, as long as anyone who is in the Galaxy Sword Sect has never seen a real person, it is absolutely impossible that he has never seen a portrait.

This one is the second true disciple of the Xinghe Patriarch, the master brother in the mouth of the Female Sword Master, and the current actual controller of the Xinghe Sword Sect.

This one walked to the side of the female sword master, took a look outside, and said, "You too, you actually used the magic power of 'surrounding the beam' on a foundation-building cultivator of the disciple generation.

If this matter is known to Tianyin Shenni, they will probably regret passing on your little supernatural power. "

Being alone, the female sword master was obviously more casual, she shrugged and said helplessly: "Then what do you think?
This little guy doesn't seem to have a high level of cultivation, but in the talent test, he passed the nine tests of asking the heart.

It seems that he is lazy at ordinary times, and he doesn't even want to go out of the mountain gate, but his mental strength and strong opinions are absolutely beyond imagination.

This is not to say that he has also practiced the "Chung Tian North Pole Lagerstroemia View Thought" and other spiritual mysteries.

So, do you really think it's easy to convince him? "

The middle-aged handsome uncle was slightly taken aback, and looked at his junior sister with unspeakable surprise: "I know you value him very much, and I know he is very talented, but I didn't expect you to comment on him. so high?"

"Is it tall?"

Female sword master Shen Jinxiu smiled casually, but spoke very seriously: "Xuan Xuanzi is the No. 1 of the three generations. Although he was defeated this time, the 50-year-old Jindan is perfect, and he can already be called the pride of heaven.

But he was able to achieve such an achievement because he joined my galaxy sword sect.

As for Mo Chengjun, he just established the foundation, not because he joined my Galaxy Sword Sect, but because he only entered the Tao for ten years. "

The middle-aged handsome uncle's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes were a little serious, but he was not entangled in this question, but said: "So, do you think this time he can really regain some ground by making him talk about the law? "

"No one can guarantee what didn't happen.

but……"

The female swordsman paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you have a better choice?"

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged handsome uncle was completely speechless.

To be honest, Xuan Xuanzi was cultivated by him alone, and he singled out this one among the [-] disciples of Galaxy Sword Sect.

When it comes to temperament, talent, character, aptitude, and charm, all of them can be regarded as the top choice, and they can be regarded as the established successor of the next head.

This one, even the lord of the Seventh Palace, is quite satisfied.

Then, I ran into Luo Xiaoyao.

Yuanying Daxiu, who is less than 50 years old, is still a swordsman, even if they were back then, they are far behind.

As a result, they wisely gave up fighting for supremacy.

In the huge Xinghe Sword Sect, it's not that they can't find anyone who can beat Luo Xiaoyao, they can actually catch a lot of them, but they are limited to under 50 years old, that is, ahem...

And this is embarrassing!

This is also one of the calculations of the Sword Talisman Sect and other sects, the Xinghe Sword Sect always has face.

Because you need face, you can't mess around, and you dare not use many methods.

Also because of face, and must find some ground.

If you can't find it, then the follow-up negotiations will have to be weaker by three points.

But judging from this new battle between the emperors, Galaxy Sword Sect is actually not in a hurry, and they don't need to be in a hurry when they reach their status.

But those younger brothers who follow them have to eat meat, so they have to push the boss to fight and grab.

This may be the so-called "the emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is in a hurry to die".

This is also the case. Originally, they all gave up their thoughts of letting Mo Chengjun preach, and then brought up the matter again.

As far as Mo Chengjun is concerned, he really doesn't need too much fame, nor does he need the title of 'Phoenix Son' to be famous all over the world.

That will only annoy him!
However, as a member of the Galaxy Sword Sect, his wishes must be succumbed to the overall interests of the Galaxy Sword Sect.

This is an individual's obedience to the collective, and there is no way around it!

At this moment, the middle-aged handsome uncle smiled wryly: "It is true that there is no better choice. I only hope that he will not disappoint us."

The female sword master smiled gently again, and said: "Do you really think that my magical power of 'surrounding the sound' has had an effect?"

The middle-aged handsome uncle was taken aback: "Didn't it work?"

"It shouldn't be said that there is no, but that the time is very short."

"What's behind that?"

The handsome middle-aged uncle spoke in a normal way, but suddenly stopped, and after a while, he laughed loudly, and said: "This kid, you have some meaning!"

Smiling, he felt inexplicably more confident about the upcoming sermon at the Wutong Dharma Conference.

The moon is dimming,
The mountain wind howled.

In the bamboo garden, the two had discussed the business, but the handsome middle-aged man did not leave in a hurry.

The two stood there side by side, looking at the distant mountains like black clouds, and the peaks and ridges gathered together, it seemed to be a landscape.

After a long, long time, the handsome middle-aged man suddenly said in a rambling voice: "Jinxiu, you know, I'm really tired, very tired,

I am afraid that every mistake of my decision will destroy Xinghe Jianzong forever. "

"Jinxiu, in fact, you are more suitable for the position of head teacher than I am. I am not as decisive as you, nor as firm as you."

"Jinxiu, I miss my master, and I miss my elder brother even more."

"If the elder brother is still there, I can hide behind him, steal chickens and catch fish every day. I actually like to cook for everyone.

As you know, I'm a good cook. "

"Junior Sister Jinxiu, I'm actually living a hard life..."

"..."

It's hard to imagine that the head teacher of the Galaxy Sword Sect is such a head teacher, and the female sword master just listened and didn't say anything, but she was the most loyal listener.

However, the mountain wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the ramblings of the handsome uncle are finally submerged in the mountain wind and disappear.

Hundreds of years of immortal grand plans, talk to mountain ghosts!
……

When Mo Chengjun returned to the small courtyard of the Mo family, it was very late, but Baling'er was still waiting in the courtyard.

Seeing Mo Chengjun's return, he took a few steps forward and asked, "Are you alright?"

After looking Mo Chengjun up and down again, he said: "The palace master is looking for you, what's the matter?"

Mo Chengjun nodded and did not hide anything: "The Palace Master wants me to participate in the Indus Ceremony!"

"The Indus Festival?! Ah, just you?"

Baling'er's behavior was exactly the same as Mo Chengjun's before. He widened his eyes and said after a while, "Are you kidding me?"

"What do you think?"

"But this is asking you to die? Although you have some tricks, do you have the confidence to face Luo Xiaoyao?"

Mo Chengjun grinned: "So, the palace lord asked me to open the altar and preach."

"Oh, that's about it."

Baling'er suddenly realized, but immediately after, he had an expression as if he had seen a ghost, and asked, "Preaching?
Preaching to those giants of the foreign sect, just you, a foundation cultivator? "

Mo Chengjun asked back: "So, do you think I'm unworthy?"

Baling'er tilted his head: "It's not worthy, it's, it's, it's..."

Three 'yes' in a row, Baling'er still didn't say what it was.

But Mo Chengjun slapped his thigh and said: "Actually, I don't want to, do you know how many times I rejected the Palace Master!!!

But the palace lord insisted on letting me go, so I couldn't refute the palace lord's face too much.

So, alas, Senior Brother Ba, you know my little brother, I am actually a very low-key person! "

Balinger: "..."

At this moment, Baling'er didn't tilt his head, and didn't want to "just do it", but just quietly watched Mo Chengjun's performance.

After a while, he turned his head and walked out again.

Mo Chengjun hurriedly said: "Hey, brother, are you leaving now?
No, you are not allowed to help my brothers and me with staff, what clothes to wear, what style to go, what kind of beginning to use?
How can it be a blockbuster? "

This time, Baling'er ran even faster. He swore that if he couldn't beat him, he must let the other party know.
What do you mean by not pretending to be coercive? Being struck by lightning!

　Starter, no finishing!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)