Reborn from Another World to Cultivate Immortals

Chapter 119.Third Uncle's big bags under the eyes!

Mo Zitong covered her mouth and held back her laughter...

Isn't that a lot of progress? They fight with Xingyao every day. The beautiful place of Red Bamboo Forest made the two of them fight upside down. If she and Yun Chen hadn't watched, they might have trampled the cave.

Dahui saw Mo Zhitong holding back a smile and knew what his boss was laughing at, so he lowered his head in embarrassment.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Dahui went to take a bath and rest.

After Dahui left, Mo Zitong went to the third uncle and asked the third uncle some questions.

The two chatted until the evening, and Mo Zitong felt that time was of no use in Qingfeng Guan, she wished she could stay awake 24 hours a day and absorb knowledge all the time.

Third Martial Uncle looked at this girl who was neither humble nor overbearing, and liked it very much.

"Come to the inner hall, I have something for you."

The two entered the inner hall, and the third uncle took out an exorcism sword from a box and handed it to Mo Zitong.

"Senior brother once said that if you come back and still regard yourself as a person of Qingfeng Temple in Qinglong Mountain, then this sword is his gift to you. At the same time, I will teach you all my abilities. If you don't If you come back again, your fate with Qingfengguan will be over."

Mo Zitong recalled what her second uncle said, which turned out to be to lead her to find her third uncle.

This group of people who can pinch and count really have twists and turns in their hearts.

Mo Zhitong looked at his sword. It seemed to be very similar to Dahui's, but the seal carvings on it seemed a little different.

Third Master Uncle's original Guan Gong-like expression softened a bit.

"This sword was carved by the abbot during his lifetime. Please keep it as a souvenir. By the way, stay here for a few more days and let me give you what I should give you."

Mo Zitong originally thought about taking a day off before leaving, but now she is not in a hurry.

Although the Second Martial Uncle might have lured her to find the Third Martial Uncle, to be honest, she liked the Third Martial Uncle quite a bit. He always looked cold, but he was actually warm-hearted.

Speaking of swordsmanship, it seems that he is better than the second uncle.

The point is that the third uncle has much less twists and turns than the second uncle.

She likes straightforward people.

"Yes, then we will stay for a week, and I will study hard with my third uncle."

In the next week, Mo Zhitong almost studied and practiced swordplay during the day and at night, relying on Da Huan Dan to hold on to his sleep.

Dahui initially studied with Mo Zitong like a desperate Sanniang.
But after a long time, I couldn't take it anymore, I felt dizzy and couldn't get up to do anything.

Mo Zitong read many scriptures during this period, and finally understood what qi is.

It is the most basic energy and physiological function for the human body to maintain life activities, and it is called Qi.

Ordinary people's qi can only maintain a normal life body, if there is no qi, life will be gone.

And there are very few talented people, and Qi is not just Qi.

It may be the five elements, or it may be the gossip.

Yin and Yang are all things.

This is the spiritual root.

In fact, these things are the same...

It's just called differently.

The energy gathered in her body is actually the qi in Qingfeng Temple.Mo Zitong felt that he had figured out many things at once.

In addition to figuring this out, Mo Zitong also learned how to draw talismans and how to recite mantras.

In a week, you can learn something that others can learn in a year.

Only when it came to divination and calculation, both the third uncle and the second uncle kept silent. In the end, they just said that lay disciples should not learn from it.

It's not a pity for Mo Zhitong, she will have to digest these things slowly for a while now.

Furthermore, once fate can be calculated, the fun of living will really be less.

This week she basically stayed with Third Master Uncle, asking questions, learning knowledge, and swordsmanship every day.

Climb mountains and fetch water together.

When it was time for Mo Zitong to leave, everyone was a little bit reluctant, but Third Master wished to let Mo Zitong leave quickly.

"Zitong, let's go quickly, the third uncle is about to be boiled to death by the boiled eagle, you won't let the third uncle sleep if you don't sleep, hurry up!"

Uncle Third Master covered his dark circles, looking as if someone had sucked the yang energy out of him.

He stood there swaying, remembering that when he was half asleep, he felt someone watching him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Zitong holding a sword, staring at him with big eyes...

He still remembers what Mo Zitong said when he squatted beside his bed in those nights...

"Uncle Third Master, why are you sleeping so late at night? Let's go practice swordplay!"

"Third Master Uncle, show me if I drew this spell correctly, I always feel that something is almost there, eh, don't sleep yet! Please help me see."

"Third Uncle! Don't go to sleep. There are two parts of this book left by Master that I don't understand! Can you explain it to me?"

Mo Zhitong scratched her head in embarrassment. She is a person who likes to learn new things, especially good things that can help her practice, and practicing swordsmanship with her third uncle is so interesting.

It's no joke to compete with masters!
Sword light and sword shadow, the slightest difference is the outcome of life and death.

Fortunately, Third Master Uncle didn't kill him, he clicked as far as he could every time.

"All right, all right, I'm leaving, I'll come back to bother you later~ I'll definitely bring over some delicious food then! I'll give you a boost!"

"Don't come back in a hurry! Go outside more often!"

This was the first time she saw Third Master Uncle like this, so she nodded in amusement.

The two bid farewell to Qinglong Mountain and everyone rushed back...

When going back, Mo Zitong originally wanted Dahui to fly back with the Azure Dragon Sword, but Dahui curled her lips and said:
"Boss, let's go back in the car, after all...hehe, I still want to kill some zombies."

"Ah, that's fine. By the way, you can say whatever you want after you go back, but don't mention the fact that the third uncle and I have learned Taoism, we must hide our strength."

Dahui nodded. She was thinking about what to say to her sisters when she went back. Now that Mo Zhitong had told her what not to say, the rest was all she could say.

When Mo Zitong reached the foot of the mountain, he turned over his bucket, and the two of them walked back from the inland city.

There were still a lot of zombies along the way, and the crystal core was larger than usual after two months of absence, but there was still not a single decent mutant zombie.

Her last mission in 20 years cannot be completed in a short time.

Mo Zitong's strength was now much greater than before. After entering the city, she directly avoided the zombies within ten miles, and used ice needles to directly kill all the zombies ten miles away.

Dahui was in charge of the zombies within a ten-mile radius, and the only time the two of them spent was picking up crystal nuclei...

Although Mo Zhitong can absorb this thing nearby, he still has to pick it up one by one.

Classification also needs to be done a little bit.

They walked through two or three cities in a row, but they didn't meet a single survivor base. Mo Zitong felt a headache.

Forget it, there are eight cities if not ten.

Apart from the old man on the beach, only Teacher Zhou Er has a survivor base. Based on this average, there are probably not many survivor bases in the entire continent.

The two of them fought all the way back, Mo Zitong didn't stop at all, even when they arrived at Zhou Er's place, they went straight out of the city.

(End of this chapter)