The absolute gem of a certain comic series

It's approaching noon.

Mo Wei felt that the air was a little hot and he was in the mood for chatting. He happily greeted the man in sunglasses to enter the sect.

The man in sunglasses refused bluntly and said: "When will the recruitment of students begin?"

Mo Wei was surprised, "Hasn't it already started in the morning? After all, they are discussing life choices. It's understandable, so why not give them some time?"

The man in sunglasses took out a stack of information from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Mo Wei saw the three-inch photo on the portfolio and knew what it was.

The three-inch photo shows me in old age, which is not coincidental. It is completely different from now. Thanks to the development of technology, investigating such secretive things has become no longer very secretive.

"What do you want to express?" Mo Wei asked.

The man in sunglasses pushed up his sunglasses and pointed to a remote corner. Mo Wei nodded to express his understanding.

The two people walked into a small alley.

Mo Wei turned on his perception directly. No one within a hundred meters noticed the situation here. He raised his thick eyebrows and signaled to the man in sunglasses that it was okay.

The man in sunglasses nodded, briefly organized the words in his mind, and after thinking for a moment, whispered: "Martial arts has the effect of increasing life span?"

Mo Wei put his hand on his chin to figure it out and said in a deep voice:

"Indeed, but my reason is rather special. It is very difficult to practice because I am too old. There is also a condition. The speed of progress must exceed the time it takes to break through the realm, otherwise I will fall into the dust first."

"Is this the moment when talent comes into play?" the man in sunglasses interjected.

clap clap!

Mo Wei clapped his palms and smiled with a rather amiable Chinese character face, "That's right. Martial arts talent is rarer than learning talent. After all, it's not like being a magician. It's not just about relying on your brain."

"How to judge whether you have talent? Is it the same as a magician?" This made the man in sunglasses difficult. He opened and closed his mouth again and again, and fell silent after saying this.

I didn't expect that no matter what cultivation path it is, it is so difficult. It turns out that not ordinary people can enter it.

If you really want to realize the perfectionist idea that everyone is like a dragon, it is simply impossible to achieve unless you go against nature.

Mo Weixiang praised this road and said slowly:

"Martial arts are completely different from magicians. This is because the power belongs to oneself and will not be interfered by external forces. If the Taoist heart is not stubborn, it may be broken by others and go astray."

Mo Wei saw him in a daze, and after a while, he continued:

“Everyone has a brain, and even if the front is not very bright, it doesn’t matter at all.

As long as you have a little talent and practice to a later stage, will your brain be incomparable to computers in terms of calculations?

It can even be easily surpassed, so it is a lie that learning talent is stronger than martial arts.

Only those with talent and a Taoist heart can go further. If other people with low talents want to embark on this path, they can change their fate against the will of heaven..."

Mo Wei spread his hands helplessly, just like himself, with a system and a big boss, even a pig can take off.

Changing fate against the sky?

After hearing this, the man in sunglasses realized that these four words were so ancient. Only the really older generation would say them, but there are only a few people who can truly change their lives against the odds.

Especially in this world with extraordinary power.

Just because the world has begun to change since the emergence of magic.

In a world with magicians, can you change your destiny against the will of heaven?

That kind of weather is no longer something that mortals can resist, and the heavy shackles have already made them breathless.

The first thing every day is to think about life and worry about it. Why would you think of changing your life?

The dark, cold, twisted, crawling maggot hiding in the corner will always be just a worm.

Want to spread your wings and fly high?

The idea may have just been born, but it was slapped to death by someone else long ago. Before it took off, it already enjoyed the taste of despair.

Rules are made by the strong, and Mr. Li didn't make the rules because he didn't know what he was looking at.

Under absolute power, what deception, conspiracy and so on.

They are all just trivial skills, like swinging an ax in front of the class gate, which is ridiculous.

If that young man wanted to, he would be the king of the world and no one would stand up and object.

If something can be solved with one slap, you will never be given the chance to say a second sentence.

After all, the prosperous surface above this world corresponds to the countless filth below. There are always people crawling at the bottom to show the status of high-end people.

Why they can live such a life of indulgence and indulgence is precisely because most of the low-end cows and horses have to work day and night in order to gain prosperity in this world.

...

Mo Wei crossed his arms and crossed his chest. There was no look of impatience on his face. Instead, he stood there waiting for the man in sunglasses to recall. He didn't know what he was recalling.

But judging from the slight sadness on his face, he was probably concerned about some situation.

There is no way, the nuclear bomb's deterrent effect is no longer that great.

Because strategic-level magicians have come to the fore, each one has a symbolic meaning and represents the strength of the country.

The more strategic magicians there are and the more powerful they are, the better they will live because they can exploit other countries.

Although Mo Wei didn't know how many strategic magicians there were in this vast land, he didn't want to find out now.

Because it's meaningless.

Now that I have embarked on the path of martial arts, I have no idea of ​​practicing other paths.

Only by being single-minded can you go further.

The future is already in our own hands. Why do I need someone else to teach me how to do something? !

Mo Wei felt something was wrong, so he secretly added: Unless the boss comes to teach me!

The man in sunglasses came to his senses and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry for keeping Master Mo waiting for so long."

Mo Wei waved his hand casually, "What a big deal. Let's find a place to chat for a while. Besides, I'm very curious about your identity."

"This..." The man in sunglasses hesitated.

"Don't be nervous, let's go. As for the matter of recruiting students, we will figure it out slowly. We will see how many people will wait patiently in the evening. It won't be too late to start by then." Mo Wei patted the man in sunglasses on the back and strode forward. .

The man in sunglasses gritted his teeth and followed closely.

Because I believe that after all, Mo Wei has inherited his mantle, and his strength will definitely not be as bad as it appears.

Mo Wei was walking in front, with a smile that couldn't be contained on his face. It was interesting, it was so interesting.

He was just a related person, but he wanted to get involved in this dirty world and try to change something.

Well, that's commendable. I admire his courage.

I hope you won't be shocked by the scene in the dark corner.

then.

Mo Wei is an ultimate beast. Before the World War, he worked hard without complaining. After the World War, he still worked hard without complaining.

For this prosperous world, provide a small amount of strength.

Then, I worked hard until I retired, but I was almost in my 70s and 80s.

But now Mo Wei doesn't want to care about this nonsense at all.

There are always some people whose ideological consciousness is not high enough. Even if you help them, they will accuse and bite you in turn. It's really bad!

Being your own sect leader is enough, but what about other things?

Leave it alone!

As long as the fundamentals and interests of the [Tianwu Pavilion] floating platform are not touched, Mo is too lazy to pay attention to the outside world.

When necessary, Xiaolu acts as a deterrent, and at the same time allows those foreign clowns to see what is the path to martial arts?

Rely on CAD Wizard?

A bunch of bastards!

After Mo Wei gained strength, his state of mind began to change unknowingly, leaving the world of mortals but lingering in it.

This is the first step, and the road ahead is still long.