The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

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Mo Xiaolan didn't understand what she meant. Hua Ruoruo thought about it and sighed, then decided to keep quiet: "It's nothing, the rabbit is fine, you can take her back."

"Master Mo, Doctor Hua." Qi Run picked a lot of carrots from somewhere, washed them cleanly and brought them in: "Master Mo, isn't your pet injured? I can't help you much, so I picked some carrots in the back mountain. Don't worry, I washed them very cleanly and you can eat them directly."

Looking at the chubby little boy in front of her, Hua Ruoruo couldn't help but laugh: "Mo Xiaolan, Mo Xiaoxiao, don't you think this little boy looks a bit like your Mo Luofan?"

"Ah?" Mo Xiaolan was full of questions: "How are they similar?"

"He, like Mo Luofan, is a frequent visitor to my Qingyi Hall. Isn't the assessment coming up soon? This kid often practices martial arts without sleep and has suffered many injuries." Hua Ruoruo lifted up his sleeves, which were covered with layers of bandages.

Qi Run pulled down his sleeves sheepishly and smiled awkwardly: "I'm so stupid, how can I compare with the master? The master's swordsmanship is like the wind, swish, swish, swish. Compared with my swordsmanship, the snail is faster than me."

"Actually, you're still okay. Although your swordsmanship is not good, your spellcasting is very powerful. Don't look down on yourself. At least you can pass the test with your spellcasting. Then act a little coquettishly or something, and maybe Master Mo Feng will soften her heart and accept you as her disciple. She likes disciples like you who study hard and are self-disciplined without her supervision." Hua Ruoruo threw a coquettish look at Mo Xiaolan.

Mo Xiaolan refused to accept it and gave her a look that said "the chances are slim".

She really didn't want to accept any more disciples. The plot was so confusing now, and it might end inexplicably someday. If she accepted a disciple now, what if she didn't teach the person anything? That would be misleading.

Qi Run smiled, revealing two small dimples, and shook his head: "Master Mo Feng is very good, but I am not qualified to be her apprentice."

After the two of them and the rabbit left Qingyi Hall, Mo Xiaolan asked, "You want to enter Qingyuan Peak, right?"

Qi Run was shocked: "How did Master Mo know?"

How do you know this? I read it in a book.

Although the original novel does not specify Qi Run's experience, it is obvious from the experience of Nian Tao, who is related to him.

Nian Tao came to Qingyuan Gate with her fiancé. When the disciples took the entrance examination, Nian Tao was not on the list of Qingyuan Peak, and the last one was her fiancé. In order to get a place, she made a plan to make Mo Luofan mistakenly believe that the man wanted to defile her, and she accidentally killed him.

Only after Nian Tao's earnest request did Mo Luofan make an exception and let her enter Qingyuan Peak. The original novel described her fiancé as fat and big-eared, but polite and had the temperament of a modest gentleman. All the signs added up and it was undoubtedly Qi Run.

Although Qi Run seemed a bit greasy when I first met him, I found out after talking to him that he was really held back by his body, otherwise he would definitely become the next Qingyuan Sect star after Mo Luofan. Chatting with him is never dull and you won't feel bored. He also knows how to take care of others.

Before we knew it, we had arrived at the foot of Qingling Peak.

"What you just said is that your swordsmanship is not very good?" Mo Xiaolan asked.

Qi Run nodded: "I always feel that when other fellow disciples practice swordsmanship, they are as light as a swallow, as if they have become one with the sword, but I seem to be a burden to the sword."

"I have a way to solve this problem for you."

"Peak Master, you can't do that!" Qi Run shook his head. "This exam is all about fairness. If I get the Peak Master's advice, wouldn't I feel guilty about that?"

"This thing only works for you."

"Disciple doesn't understand."

"lose weight."

Qi Run understood immediately that the problem that Master Mo Feng was referring to was simply that there was too much flesh and the animal could not fly.

"Thank you for your guidance, Peak Master." Qi Run saluted respectfully in the direction where Mo Xiaolan left. However, there were less than ten days left until the entrance examination for disciples. Would it be too late for him to start losing weight now?

The rabbit in her arms seemed to wake up, and raised its head slightly to look at her: "Master..."

"You're awake, are you feeling better?"

"Much better." Xianke shrank into her arms: "That brother was so fierce this morning. I was scared."

"Don't worry, we will leave here in a few days, and then we won't have to see him so often."

"really?"

"Yeah...really." Mo Xiaolan stopped and looked at the clouds in the sky that had accompanied her all the way. Today's weather was gloomy without the sun, giving people a feeling that it was about to rain, but there was not a single raindrop.

The news that Mo Xiaolan was going to take charge of Qingxuan Peak exploded immediately at Qingling Peak and Qingxuan Peak.

The disciples of Qingling Peak thought that the peak master didn't want them anymore, so they dragged her around like mourners and wouldn't let her leave.

On the other hand, Qingxuan Peak was completely divided into two gangs. One faction, of course, would like someone to manage these leaderless disciples. After all, Duan Shuangying alone would not be able to win the support of the crowd.

Why? Because some disciples think she is not qualified. It is true that she can be said to be the best in Qingxuan Peak, but there are also people who are better than her. In other words, she is not a direct disciple, but just has a slightly good relationship with the sect leader. The position of peak master is vacant, and the sect leader couldn't think of anyone so he gave it to her. However, she is a little arrogant. She is just an acting manager, but she really thinks of herself as the peak master of Qingxuan Peak, and looks down on others every day.

The other faction supported Duan Shuangying. After all, no matter how capable Peak Master Mo was, she was still from Qingling Peak. How could someone from Qingling Peak be allowed to manage Qingxuan Peak's affairs? Wouldn't it make Qingling Peak superior to Qingxuan Peak? So they would rather let a disciple manage Qingxuan Peak than let someone from another peak manage their own family.

Besides, the matters under the jurisdiction of the peak master are not very important. They are just some daily necessities, and those trivial matters among the disciples. They think it is very easy and anyone can take care of it.

So when Mo Xiaolan came to Qingxuan Hall, an atmosphere of internal strife was overwhelming.

"Peak Master Mo." Duan Shuangying was the first to step out and speak: "It is a good thing for Peak Master Mo to take charge of Qingxuan Peak, but the disciples all think that this is inappropriate. After all, the Peak Master is still a member of Qingling Peak." Duan Shuangying classified Mo Xiaolan as an outsider in his words, and every word he said was an order to expel him. "

"I think so too." Another female disciple also came out: "It is better for us to handle the affairs of our own peak by ourselves. We don't need the help of Peak Master Mo."

"Qingxuan Peak is still a group after all, and it needs someone to lead it."

"A leader is necessary, but it is safer to use our own people," Duan Shuangying retorted.

"But I think there is no one among the remaining disciples of Qingxuan Peak who is capable of doing this."

"You!" Duan Shuangying looked at the disciple who had spoken back at her, and said angrily, "Brother, you think that we at Qingxuan Peak don't have any talented people, don't you?"

"Of course there are talents, but they just don't have experience. Rather than handing it over to a disciple who knows nothing, it is better to ask Master Mo Feng to take charge."

"Enough, stop arguing." Mo Xiaolan finally spoke, looking at the disciples in the hall. It was obvious that they had split into two factions, one team supporting her and the other team not supporting her.

"Why don't we be more democratic?" Mo Xiaolan snapped her fingers. Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling came in, each holding a box. Xian Ke came in with a lot of paper and ink. Mo Xiaolan said, "We will vote. Each of you has the right to vote. Write your name on the paper. Those who support you put it in the box in front of Zhu Fan, and those who don't support you put it in Zhu Ling's box."

"Why make it so complicated?" Duan Shuangying said, "Support or oppose, can't Master Mo see it? Why make yourself embarrassed?"

"When will Junior Sister Duan be able to replace all the people in Qingxuan Peak?" The male disciple who confronted him saluted and said, "We are willing to follow the advice of Peak Master Mo."

After he finished speaking, he immediately wrote down his name and put it in the box in front of Zhu Fan. Then many disciples began to vote. There were at least three or four hundred disciples in Qingxuan Peak. It was almost sunset when they finished voting.

After the last disciple cast his vote, Zhu Fan and Zhu Ling held the box and poured out the contents, counting them carefully.

"You don't support me in managing the disciples of Qingxuan Peak because I am from Qingling Peak?"

"Of course." Duan Shuangying replied.

Mo Xiaolan walked down from the position of peak master and came in front of Duan Shuangying. Duan Shuangying was not as tall as her, and a sense of oppression from the height came over her.

Looking at the arrogant woman in front of her, Mo Xiaolan even wanted to laugh. In the original book, Duan Shuangying was Mo Luofan's right-hand man, wise, brave and resourceful. However, the woman in front of her was very different from what was described in the book. If the former could be described as a proud peacock, then the latter was a arrogant pheasant.