The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 23
If Xiuxianfang City is the absolute center of Yunjian City, then Xuanyuan Pavilion is the absolute center of Fang City, and the luxurious and magnificent buildings even form a building complex.

Outside, the stables and beasts where the mounts are placed are the size of a football field. You must know that this is the core area where every inch of land is expensive.

Inside, there are not only places for doing business, releasing tasks and learning, but also a staff accommodation area.

Mo Chengjun and Baling'er met her in the staff dormitory.

It was an independent courtyard, with a small garden surrounded by fences, and an aisle covered with vines. She stood under the vines, looked at the two people who came, and smiled.

Well, Mo Chengjun admitted that she was actually looking at Baling'er.

The woman is tall and has a good figure. She wears a light green gauze dress and her hair is rolled up. When she stands there, she has to be described as 'slim and graceful'.

Mo Chengjun first looked at the woman, then looked back at Baling'er, and then at the woman.

Well, he understands that Baling'er is definitely not unrequited love.

This is clearly a two-phase rush!

Both sides are interesting, only a layer of window paper has not been pierced!

Mo Chengjun doesn't think he is a master of flowers, he is a man of science, how much experience do you think he has in picking up girls?

But after all, after the baptism of the times, there is no actual combat experience, but the theoretical experience is rich!

Judging from his rich theoretical experience, these two people are probably too familiar. Those who are familiar with each other are used to the way of getting along, and those who are familiar with each other don't know how to speak.

Although they all have that kind of meaning, they are worried that after the puncture, the other party will not be happy, and they don't even have to be friends.

Well, don't ask how Mo Chengjun knew it, it's just that it's written like this in TV novels.

Turning his eyes, Mo Chengjun suddenly had an idea in his mind, he looked at Baling'er and the woman again, and made a decision.

It's a long story, but in fact it only took a few seconds, both sides were approaching, and Baling'er even held up the little mandarin he bought, wanting to show the female cultivator.

However, just before he was about to speak, a figure flashed in the corner of his eyes, but it was Mo Chengjun who greeted him, smiled and said, "This is my sister-in-law, she is really beautiful, beautiful and generous, peerless and refined, It's no wonder that my brother is thinking about it, and he doesn't think about tea or food."

The voice echoed in this space, especially the word 'sister-in-law', which was pronounced very clearly.

The woman froze slightly, a blush rose on her face.

Baling'er also blushed, and stretched out his hand to think about Mo Chengjun, but stopped halfway.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a full three seconds, and the female cultivator suddenly asked: "Your brother really misses me every day, whether I miss tea or rice?"

Mo Chengjun spoke nonsense with incomparable sincerity: "Of course, I dare not lie to you, sister-in-law, but you are the woman my brother has been looking for in his life!
If you don't believe me, ask me Pug? "

When Mo Chengjun said this, the woman naturally turned her attention to Baling'er. Although Baling'er was emotionally timid, he was not a coward.

At this time, he naturally nodded his head like a big windmill.

The woman gave him a blank look, just one look, with all kinds of charms, and it took Baling'er's soul away.

"Don't hang around here, come in, I've prepared some food, let's eat at my place tonight."

As she spoke, the woman took a little mantle and walked in.

In the same place, Baling'er almost went stupid.

He paused for a long time before looking at Mo Chengjun, opened his mouth and said in a low voice, as if asking a question but also as if confirming: "She's not angry? She's not angry? She's not angry!"

The subtext of this is that she is not angry or denying it, and that is her approval.

Mo Chengjun looked at him like a fool, and then walked in.

After only a few steps, Baling'er caught up with him, dancing like he didn't know where to put it.

This night, the female nun quickly cooked a table of dishes, and took out a bottle of good wine to drink with the two of them.

This night, Baling'er was full of pride, drinking to the brim, without ambiguity at all.

This night, what Mo Chengjun ate was not a taste at all.

All that floated in the air was the sour smell of love. He was just a big light bulb and shouldn't exist at all.

Of course, the results of this night are gratifying, the window paper is pierced, and everything is different.

It was already late at night when the wine was drunk, Mo Chengjun probably wasn't there, and the two of them might have slept together.

But just because he was there, Baling'er could only accompany him back to Zangfalou.

At night, the cranes were no longer open, so they could only take advantage of Feijian.

Baling'er is in the early stage of foundation establishment, so it's no problem if you want him to fly with his sword.

But if you want to take someone with you, the battery life will be much worse. When they step on the moonlight to the skyline mountainside, they can't wait to stop.

Then, the two walked up the river and mountain road, chatting while walking.

At a certain moment, Baling'er said seriously: "Brother, thank you for today!"

What he was talking about was naturally that Mo Chengjun helped him pierce the window paper, allowing him and his childhood sweetheart Zhao Rulan to make substantial progress.

Mo Chengjun also said seriously: "Today, thank you too."

What he was talking about was not only the knot in his heart that had been unintentionally broken today, but also Baling'er's concern for him.

He is not stupid, buying gifts and the like is an excuse, taking him out to relax is the truth.

Sometimes Mo Chengjun is actually very resistant to integrating into this world, because he always feels that if he integrates into this world, everything that used to be will disappear.

But sometimes, he longs to blend into the world.

After all, no one likes to be alone, and he can't enjoy it.

"Hahahaha!"

At night, under the moonlight, the two looked at each other and smiled, the laughter gradually became louder and spread far and wide on this mountain road.

Men's friendship, sometimes it's really that simple!
However, before the two of them could act recklessly, a sword light suddenly passed by and stopped in front of the two of them.

It was an old man with white hair and long beard, wearing the cassock of a commandant of discipline, stepping on a flying sword, scanning the two of them sharply, as if confirming something.

After a while, the old man seemed to confirm his identity, and then cursed: "It's so late at night, what are you crying and howling, and you don't want people to be lazy and sleep.

You, little dolls of which family, tell me clearly, see if I don't ask your teacher to discuss the theory. "

After scolding angrily, Mo Chengjun and Baling'er fled in embarrassment, not daring to turn their heads.

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In any case, Mo Chengjun has regained his true heart, and now he doesn't care about any thinking patterns or gaps in knowledge systems.

Anyway, as long as it is good, right, and useful, it can be used by me.

Cultivate immortals scientifically, so let's cultivate immortals scientifically. Although it always feels weird, it doesn't matter.

After sorting out these things, Mo Chengjun looked back at the study during this period, and suddenly found that six months had passed, and the time had disappeared without a trace.

So far, Mo Chengjun has been in this world for a whole year.

However, after sorting out the notes, Mo Chengjun still has something to gain. The basic knowledge of the outer disciples has already been learned.

Only some knowledge such as alchemy refining, talisman formation, etc., he didn't go deep into it, and he didn't even get a taste of it.

Because if the Forty Great Limits cannot be solved, everything will be empty, and there will be no meaning.

So, he doesn't want to be distracted.

At this stage, Mo Chengjun turned back again and sorted out the basic knowledge he had learned.

This time, he used his most suitable, most convenient, and most intuitive method to understand these basic knowledge.

It not only brings in science, but also diverges all kinds of brain holes. If the explanation is over, then explain it. If you can't explain it, try to understand it as much as possible.

After this process is over, the basic courses of the outer disciples are considered to be over, and Mo Chengjun has also accumulated a thick dozen notes.

Of course, the end does not mean understanding.

In fact, the first course of most outer disciples has an outline. In the follow-up, they have to enroll in different courses according to their own shortcomings, and have a second study.

Naturally, there will be no exams in Galaxy Sword Sect. What you have learned and cultivated will eventually be reflected in your personal cultivation. If you are not willing to work hard, no one will force you, but if you are willing to work hard, Galaxy Sword Sect will give you a chance.

Mo Chengjun didn't intend to learn it a second time. He finished his external courses and began to concentrate on learning in the Tibetan Fa Building. record.

It also has to be said that the accumulation of basic knowledge has broadened Mo Chengjun's horizons a lot, and reading these secret books is no longer as difficult as before.

And he finally began to try to solve his fatal problem - how to cross the limit of that layer and advance to foundation building in a limited time?

Compared with practice, half a year is not a long time, but with the blessing of his talent and roots, Mo Chengjun is already at the third level of entraining energy, and the magic power in the upper dantian has formed a vortex, and the speed of movement has also greatly increased.

In the field of ordinary practitioners, at this stage, one can already learn some basic spells. It is estimated that it will be difficult to use, but a lot of practice will yield some results.

Half a year, six months, on average, it takes two months to break through to the first stage. This speed can scare a group of people to death.

By analogy, Mo Chengjun will not break through to the limit of the [-]th level of air-entraining, and it will not exceed ten years. This speed is absolutely leveraged.

Mo Chengjun doesn't know how much life he has left, but after ten years, he feels that he can still live.

But as Shen Jinxiu, Sword Master of the Four Seasons, said, the barrier that was once impossible to break was the biggest problem.

Of course, this topic is too big, Mo Chengjun decided to split this topic after thinking for a long time, and break through one by one.

And now, the first subject before him is, what is mana?

What is the difference between mana and inspiration?
Why can the inspiration be absorbed into the upper dantian and become one's own magic power after wandering around the meridians of the body for a few times?
Mo Chengjun doesn't know if anyone has considered this question, but he feels that this question directly points to the essence of practice, which is excellent, excellent!
And he already had some ideas, and even gradually formed an immature hypothesis in his mind.

(End of this chapter)