A Manga Doctor

Below the snow line along the white-capped peaks, there is an endless verdant virgin forest. The dense pine trees are like giant umbrellas supporting the sky, and the overlapping branches only leave speckled and fragmented shadows of the sun.

The main altar of the Tianxiahui is surrounded by mountains, with tall and straight peaks and deep valleys.

On a huge square paved with white stones, Mo Fei and Yan Ying, a handsome couple, walked side by side.

The disciples of the Tianxiahui who were stationed in various main avenues did not respond to the fact that two strangers, Mo Fei and Yan Ying, walked by.

"My lord, why don't we seize the world and use it for ourselves?" Yan Ying asked.

From the looks of the world, it's not even a little bit stronger than Baijian Villa.

In Yan Ying's view, with Mo Fei's strength, Xiongba is crushed, why should Xiongba have the reputation of being the world's overlord and enjoy the honor and glory?

Mo Fei smiled and said, "Will it be useful for me to win the world? I am better than Xiongba, but I have to admit that Xiongba is the hero who is suitable for creating a temporary foundation. If the world will be given to me, that one People in the North who are afraid that the world will take over will have to live in dire straits."

In the world of Tang Dynasty, Mo Fei was able to sit on the position of emperor because of Li Jing's unrivaled God of War and the assistant of a capable minister. In the world of Fengyun, it is rare to find such a talent.

Just like Dugu Fang, the city lord of Wushuang City, because he participated in the ceremony of Jianzong’s Pojun and Wuming decisive battle. After Pojun showed his defeat, Jianhui shamelessly froze Jianzong, causing Dugu Fang to die tragically. Finally, Dugu Fang prepared Stand-in position.

But a substitute is a substitute after all, and there is still a little bit of martial arts, but the real Dugu Fang has no ability to manage his reputation, so when Nie Feng was sent by Xiong Ba to kill Dugu Fang, the people under Wushuang City wailed everywhere, and the people's livelihood withered.

Of course, if Murphy wanted to be the emperor, he could directly call those talented people from other worlds to help him govern, but Murphy was too lazy to bother, and being an emperor was actually no fun.

Just like a full man does not know that a hungry man is hungry, a hungry man does not know that a full man is empty.

Mo Fei, who was really an emperor, has his own right to speak. Being an emperor actually means nothing at all. If you have that kind of skill, why not travel around the rivers and lakes and see more of those heroic chivalrous ladies!

"My lord, you are just too kind, and you only think about those common people." Yan Ying had a look of regret on her face. If Mo Fei could become the emperor, she would at least have to be a noble concubine. a fight.

Even if she was married before, Murphy seemed to like her like this. After all, the only women around Murphy, only she and Mrs. Ao, were married before.

If Mo Fei knew what Yan Ying was thinking, he would definitely tell her, girl, you think too much!Do you think I'm a married woman?No, I'm just pure lust. I like you all because you are all the top beauties in this world, so naturally it is impossible to let them go.In fact, he is interested in Zining, Mingyue, Second Dream, etc.

The two continued to walk into the main altar of the Tianxiahui.

Yan Ying has stayed in Baijian Villa for a long time, so she will naturally miss her only son Nie Feng and want to see him.

Mo Fei agreed to Yan Ying's temporary farewell, but this was not enough, she insisted on pestering Mo Fei to go on the road with her.

Originally, Mo Fei had no such plan, and he wanted to wait for the sword of defeat to be successfully forged, but who called Yan Ying's three-inch tongue, which burst into lotus flowers, made Mo Fei unable to hold back, and in the end he was still defeated by Yan Ying. Ying put on sleeping clothes, and went to Tianxiahui with Yan Ying.

As Xiongba's direct disciple, Nie Feng's location is not difficult to know. Soon, Mo Fei brought Yan Ying to a quiet and elegant courtyard.

A cute-looking little boy was reading a book quietly. He was gentle and indifferent. He looked about [-] years old, but he could also let Murphy see the demeanor of the God of Wind that day.

The moment Yan Ying saw Nie Feng, she couldn't control herself, and wanted to go out to meet Nie Feng, but was stopped by Mo Fei, who pointed to the maid beside Nie Feng who was accompanying him.

She is pitiful, gentle and charming, with exquisite features and simple clothes. Although she is a little beauty, Mo Fei somehow makes her look a bit bitch.

Conci!

Mo Fei thinks that he can't afford to provoke this kind of woman, so it's better to leave it to the three brothers Qin Shuang, Bu Jingyun, and Nie Feng to pester her.

For a woman like Yan Ying, as long as you are strong and rich enough, it is absolutely impossible for Yan Ying to betray you.

But a woman like Kong Ci, she can marry you, get on the boat with another man, and put her heart on other men

Horror!

I really can't afford it, I can't afford it!

Kong Ci, who was accompanying Nie Feng to study, fainted automatically after Mo Fei snapped his fingers.

"Kong Ci, what's wrong with you?" Nie Feng was startled, put down his book and went to help Kong Ci.

"Wind!"

Just as Nie Feng put Kong Ci away, he heard a voice that he had often heard in dreams during this time.

After putting Kong Ci away, Nie Feng turned around in disbelief, and saw his mother Yan Ying standing in front of him with tears in her eyes.

"Mother!" Nie Feng let out a cry, and threw himself into Yan Ying's arms: "Where have you been during this time? Our home is gone, and my father died in Lingyun Grotto. I miss you so much!"

"I'm sorry, mother, I'm sorry!" Yan Ying knelt down and hugged the year-old Nie Feng tightly.

Mo Fei drifted away, leaving Yan Ying and Nie Feng's mother and son to recognize each other. He was not interested in this kind of crying and bitter drama.

And Yan Ying's martial arts are not weak either. In Lingyun Grotto, Mo Fei helped her practice the Yin-Yang technique of soul-type Longyou, and she was crazily exported by Mo Fei in Baijian Villa to help her improve her skills. Maybe it's not her opponent, so Mo Fei doesn't have to worry about Yan Ying's safety.

Mo Fei casually wandered around Tianxiahui, which made him see something interesting.

A child who was about the same age as Nie Feng, with rough clothes but a heroic face, with an extraordinary expression in his brows, was practicing swordsmanship.

"Hey, boy, didn't your father leave a message for you, and you have to wait until you are 15 years old to practice the eclipse sword technique. Why don't you listen to your father's words?"

"Who?"

Duanlang vigilantly looked towards the place where he spoke, and saw that it was Mo Fei who was standing with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the clothes on Murphy's body, and immediately concluded that he was not a member of the world, but Mo Fei's bearing was astonishing, it was a kind of domineering, but peaceful majesty that was different from Xiongba, which made Duanlang honestly He replied: "My father did say that I only practiced Eclipse Sword Art when I was 15 years old, but now and then, Duanlang was incompetent, and became a disciple of the Tianxiahui, which humiliated the face of Duanjia ancestors. Passing on the sword technique, I hope that one day, I will be able to stand out from the crowd and honor my ancestors."

"Senior knows my father?"

Murphy actually knew what his father told him, so Duanlang asked tentatively.

"The fire on the top of the South Mountain is fierce, and the North Sea dives into the deep snow and drinks the cold. The pitiful two fronts have never met, and the snow knife seals the lonely sword." Mo Fei smiled and said: "Your father is the famous Nanlin Swordsman. Don’t you know? Eclipse swordsmanship, let people know that you must be the son of Duanshuai at a glance. But your dignified son of Nanlin Jianshou Duanshuai, will you be a horse boy in the world?"

"My father died early, Duanlang's family is in decline, and Duanlang has no choice." Duanlang said: "But as long as I work hard enough, one day, I will stand out and be valued by the lord."

Compared with Nie Feng, Duanlang is much more mature.

"Interesting." Mo Fei asked with a smile, "But you overestimated Xiongba, and you also overestimated yourself."

"Senior, why do you talk like that?" Duan Lang frowned and asked.

The corners of Mo Fei's mouth curled up, and he said, "You know that you and Nie Feng were brought back to the Tianxiahui by Xiongba at the same time in the past, with the same demeanor, why did Xiongba only accept Nie Feng as his disciple and ignore you? It’s really Xiongba who knows people with his eyes, knowing that Nie Feng’s talent is far higher than yours, and that Bu Jingyun’s talent is also higher than yours?”

Duanlang's talent is not low. Bu Jingyun has blood and deep hatred in his heart, and lurks beside Xiongba. He is valued by Xiongba. The Japanese swordsmanship actually fought against Bu Jingyun after Fengyun became an adult. If Xiongba hadn't insisted on giving Bu Jingyun water, and privately threatened Duanlang, a small handyman, Bu Jingyun would have lost to Duanlang.

"I don't know the waves"

In fact, he is also very puzzled, no matter from which aspect, he may not be stronger than Fengyun, but he will definitely not be weaker than Fengyun, why does Xiongba treat him as air?

"Do you know Clay Bodhisattva?" Mo Fei asked.

Duan Lang nodded: "I've heard that he is a fortune teller, and his orders are very accurate."

Mo Fei said: "Xiong Ba once met the Ni Bodhisattva, and got a piece of orders from the Ni Bodhisattva."

"What is it?" Duan Lang hurriedly asked.

"Is the golden scale a thing in the pond? It will change when the wind and cloud meet the dragon." Mo Fei said word by word.

"Fengyun Fengyun, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun." Duanlang was stunned for a while, and murmured to himself: "In the past, I saw Xiongba's awe-inspiring spirit, no matter how martial arts he was, they were all excellent. Fangcai is willing to join the Tianxiahui, intending to gain a family background, but I never thought that Xiongba would be so superstitious."

"Superstition? You can't say that the clay bodhisattva is not an ordinary person, nor is he a swindler." Mo Fei smiled and said, "Do you know the Heavenly Crying Sutra?"

"Heavenly Cry Sutra?"

"Nud Bodhisattva has seen the legendary Heavenly Crying Sutra in the past. The so-called Heavenly Crying Sutra is a book of prophecy that contains all the secrets of the world. Therefore, it is said that Cangjie created characters in the past. When he created the first When he read a word, that word seemed to be cursed by all the gods and demons of the nine heavens and ten earths, and it contained endless magic power. The moment he saw the word, his mind was suddenly filled with infinite mysteries, and he communicated with the world. Three realms and six realms, the past The mysteries of thousands of generations in the future were revealed to him one by one. Cangjie recorded this word and the mysteries hidden between heaven and earth, and wrote it into a book to pass on to future generations. This is the origin of the Heavenly Crying Sutra. For thousands of years, Apart from Patriarch Cangjie, the Heavenly Cry Sutra has only been read by two people, one is Master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty, and the other is Clay Bodhisattva."

Mo Fei said: "So the clay bodhisattva who has seen the Heavenly Crying Sutra knows all the secrets between heaven and earth, and knows the past, present and future."

"Destiny? Is there really such a thing? Is Duanlang destined to be crushed by the wind and cloud and unable to turn over?" Duanlang murmured, his face turned blue and purple for a while, as if he had a tendency to go crazy.

"Fool, don't wake up yet!" Mo Fei yelled suddenly, like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, waking up Duanlang from his stupor: "There is a saying that God's will cannot be violated, but you must know that there is also a saying that man can conquer nature!"

"Yes!" Duanlang nodded heavily: "My fate is up to me, so what if fate is destined, I, Duanlang, will go against the sky!"

"Boy, I see that you are very talented. Don't be a servant in the world. Learn how to cook with me. Be my apprentice, how about it?" Mo Fei smiled.

He doesn't want to mess with Fengyun for the time being, but Duanlang is different. The child is still young and has not been swallowed by the magic of the Fire Lin Sword, so he can still be trained.

Moreover, Duanlang's talent is even comparable to Fengyun's, so it's not a loss to accept him as an apprentice.

He is in the world of wind and cloud, and he also needs a few people to do things around him. Po Jun is obviously not enough.

"Disciple pays homage to teacher!" Duan Lang made a decisive decision and immediately kowtowed to Mo Fei three times and nine times.

He has lost interest in Xiongba, because no matter what he does, Xiongba who believes in destiny will only look at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, and if he stays in the world, he will only play a supporting role for that arrogant Bu Jingyun, and even said Not necessarily a buffoon.

In addition, he really hated seeing Bu Jingyun's domineering look like a dead father.

There is no place to leave the father here!

Duanlang is not a fool, he can probably see it now, although Mo Fei looks young and doesn't have any domineering spirit, but Mo Fei's martial arts may even be higher than Xiongba.

"Very good." Murphy smiled.

"Master, this disciple has something to ask for."

"tell me the story."

"Before leaving Tianxiahui with Master, I want to see my friend Nie Feng again."

"can."

Before getting the Fire Lin Sword to affect his mind, Duanlang still sincerely regarded Nie Feng as a good friend, because Nie Feng was Duanlang's only friend.

When Mo Fei came to find Nie Feng with Duanlang, the mother-child relationship between him and Yan Ying came to an end.

"Feng'er, you must remember, don't tell others about the existence of your mother, especially Xiongba, do you understand?"

"Feng'er knows mother, can Feng'er see you again?"

"Yes!" Yan Ying nodded: "As long as Feng'er is obedient, mother will come to see you every year."

"Feng'er must be obedient! Must be good!"

Chapter 550: Appearing in front of people

After Yan Ying and Nie Feng bid farewell, Duan Lang also bid farewell to Nie Feng. When he learned that Duan Lang was leaving Tianxiahui, Nie Feng was sad that he would never see Duan Lang again for a long time, and also asked Duan Lang As a slave, I am happy to have my own future.

He led Yan Ying and Duan Lang out of Nie Feng's small courtyard and came to the square of Tianxiahui.

Murphy stopped suddenly.

"My lord, is there anything else?" Yan Ying asked.

"No, I always feel that if I just leave like this, something is missing." Mo Fei lowered his head in thought, and came all the way to Tianshan Mountain, and just left like this, feeling that something was missing, and he felt weak.

"Could it be that Master wants to meet Xiong Ba for a while?" Duan Lang guessed.

When Duanlang said this, he immediately let Murphy know that someone was missing.