Master always advises me to enter the way of magic

Mo Xuan pulled Rong Yue for a long distance before letting him go, Rong Yue immediately flew his sword out of its sheath and pointed it at Mo Xuan.

Mo Xuan smiled and asked: "Brother, what does this mean?"

"Mo Xuan!" Rong Yue gritted his teeth, "You approach Master like this, what exactly do you want to do?!"

Mo Xuan folded his arms, leaned on the pillar of the corridor and said with a smile: "I don't understand what Senior Brother said. He is your master and my master. What else can I do."

Rong Yue's expression was solemn: "Don't you know what you did?"

Mo Xuan's eyes were slightly cold, and he still smiled and said: "After so many years, senior brother is still so impolite."

Rong Yue sneered, "I'm already very polite when talking to a demon."

These words obviously angered Mo Xuan, he said in a deep voice: "I advise senior brother to be more careful when speaking."

Rong Yue frowned: "It seems that you still remember that you are a demon."

"Rong Yue!" Mo Xuan glared, "I don't want to fight you here."

"That's not a coincidence." Rong Yue raised his chin, "I just want to fight you here!"

After speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed at Mo Xuan's chest. Although Mo Xuan was short in stature, he was much more flexible in dodging.Seeing that the blow was missed, Rong Yue stabbed back with the sword flower on his wrist, Mo Xuan dodged sideways, raised his hand to slap the sword, and passed Rong Yue.

"Don't force me!" Mo Xuan growled.

Rong Yue was merciless: "I want to force you! How are you doing!"

Mo Xuan said harshly: "You are courting death."

Mo Xuan turned his wrist, and a whip came out of his palm, and then the long whip was like a snake, roaring and attacking Rong Yue.Seeing that he was ruthless, Rong Yue's eyes flashed, and the sword style became more and more ruthless.

The two of them here were fighting fiercely, while Gu Yuehua begged Lian Yibo bitterly in the conference hall over there.

"Brother Sect Master! Just accept Mo Xuan!"

Lian Yibo No.30 pulled his sleeve back from his hand for the second time, and refused gently and with a smile: "The quota is full, there is nothing I can do to help."

Gu Yuehua rushed over unwillingly: "Senior brother! I really don't want to accept apprentices!"

Lian Yi Bole gently tugged back his sleeve, calmly said: "Get along with Mo Xuan more, maybe you will like him."

Gu Yuehua rushed over again: "It's really not just getting along with each other!"

Even Yibo was not in a hurry, he played with him happily, you pull my sleeve, and I pull back the game, it is just a matter of not letting go.

Rong Yue and Mo Xuan fought fiercely, a flying sword separated the two with cold air, and nailed it to the ground between them.

A clear voice came from the side: "Is it enough?"

Rong Yue immediately stopped, stood up respectfully and saluted: "Uncle Luo."

The person who came was wearing a water green long gown, with long hair hanging loosely behind his back, he was Luo Yixian, the suzerain of the third medicine sect.

He paced up to the two of them, pulled out the Ningshuang sword on the ground and put it back on his waist, frowning, he asked, "What's the trouble in the early morning? Rong Yue, are you free?"

Rong Yue explained: "Uncle Luo! He is Mo Xuan!"

Luo Yixian frowned and waved his hands: "I know, I know! What are you shouting for!"

This will change Rong Yue's surprise: "Master...Uncle?"

Mo Xuan looked proud, Luo Yixian glanced at him, frowned and asked: "Why are you so proud! Why don't you hurry up and leave!"

So under Rong Yue's surprised eyes, Luo Yixian put on a stinky face, and led Mo Xuan to the conference hall.

Gu Yuehua could no longer lift her arms, squatting on the ground panting from exhaustion, Lian Yibo was still reading the book gracefully.

When Luo Yixian entered the door, seeing Gu Yuehua's stupid face, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Are you squatting on the ground to watch the door?"

Gu Yuehua raised her eyelids: "You have such a temper so early in the morning, who stepped on your tail?"

Sure enough, Luo Yixian exploded, twisted a sword formula, Ningshuang sword slashed across the head, Gu Yuehua immediately jumped away, pointed at Luo Yixian's nose and said: "You, you, you! Are you crazy!"

"Grandmaster!" Mo Xuan rushed over immediately and asked nervously, "Are you alright?"

Luo Yixian sneered: "Look at the deep love between you two as master and apprentice! What are you still doing here!"

Gu Yuehua stood up, Luo Yixian didn't wait for him to speak, he kicked him out, then straightened his clothes neatly, pointed at him with his chin and said: "If you continue to make trouble because of this matter, I'll tie you up and throw you into the medicinal spring!"

After speaking, the door slammed shut with a slamming sound, leaving Gu Yuehua and Mo Xuan standing at the door desolately.

Luo Yixian turned around slowly while supporting the door frame, Lian Yibo put down the scroll with a smile and said to him: "Now only you can cure him."

Luo Yixian shook his head, sat down opposite him, with a sad expression: "It's good, it's just a little noisy."

Lian Yibo sighed and patted his shoulder, Luo Yixian smiled helplessly.

Mo Xuan followed Gu Yuehua to the small courtyard as he wished, and met Rong Yue on the way. He wanted to hand him over to Rong Yue, but before he opened his mouth, Rong Yue ran away rebelliously, it was incredible!

"Did you offend Rong Yue?" Gu Yuehua asked strangely.

Mo Xuan shrugged: "No, I saw Senior Brother today for the first time, so how could I offend him?"

Gu Yuehua was even more puzzled, Mo Xuan leaned over and asked, "Grandmaster, can I call you Master now?"

Feeling helpless, Gu Yuehua nodded in despair: "Call it, call it!"

Mo Xuan jumped onto Gu Yuehua with a smile, and said coquettishly, "Master! Master! Master!"

Gu Yue Huasheng had nothing to love, and carried Mo Xuan to the small courtyard.

On the pine forest path, Gu Yuehua was dressed in white, walking slowly with a fairy-like doll in his arms. The setting sun in the afternoon shone on the two of them, quiet and harmonious.

Seeing the look of the two sending Zitu, Mo Ke's face was so dark that it was about to drip ink, Mo Xuan couldn't help shaking, Mo Ke squinted his eyes, and Mo Xuan quickly jumped out of Gu Yuehua's arms.

Gu Yuehua looked at Mo Ke, and asked strangely: "Why are you here again?"

Mo Ke asked back: "What are you holding him for?"

Gu Yuehua was even more surprised: "I... holding him... is there any problem?"

Gu Yuehua's eyes seemed to be looking at a fool, and Mo Ke's face turned even darker. Gu Yuehua suddenly remembered that he would have to rely on him for support in the future, and his expression immediately flattered: "Are you here to ask me to drink?"

Mo Ke rolled his eyes at him: "I'm here to ask how your apprenticeship is going."

So Gu Yuehua lay down on the stone table dejectedly: "Don't mention it, from today onwards, I will have multiple apprentices..."

Mo Ke smiled gloatingly, and Gu Yuehua groaned: "Don't be complacent, Mo Xuan will definitely get rid of you first before Mo Xuan gets rid of me!"

Mo Ke took advantage of the opportunity to lie down in front of him, and looked at him: "I must live well, live longer than you, and take good care of you."

It must be because the afternoon sun was too hot, Gu Yuehua felt his ears burning, he quickly bounced, and stammered, "You... what do you mean!"

Mo Ke got up calmly: "literally, I'm afraid that if you die before me, you will turn into a ghost and come to me. In order to be clean, I'll try to live longer."

Gu Yuehua grabbed the tea bowl at hand and threw it at him, Mo Ke picked it up casually, but the tea in the bowl was not spilled at all, Mo Ke tasted it, and regretfully said: "It's getting cold."

Grandmaster Yuehua began to regret his decision. This Demon Lord probably didn't have the ability to save his life, and he had to rely on himself.

On the second day, Gu Yuehua was still asleep when he was woken up by a hasty knock on the door. He opened the door drowsily, and saw a well-dressed Mo Xuan greeting him with a smile: "Good morning, Master!"

Gu Yuehua felt that she was hallucinating, so she knocked on the door casually, and continued to lie down on the bed.

Mo Xuan continued to knock on the door, Gu Yuehua opened the door aggressively, staring at Mo Xuan with an unkind expression.

Mo Xuan smiled: "Master, let's start the morning class!"

So sleepy-eyed Gu Yuehua took Mo Xuan to meditate in the courtyard, reciting the Tao Te Ching upside down, Mo Xuan was obviously very dissatisfied: "Master! You have made several mistakes!"

"Ah?" Gu Yuehua had a headache from sleepiness, "Is it wrong? What's wrong?"

Mo Xuan pouted, Gu Yuehua shook her head, somewhat sobering up: "Actually, this morning class is the same if it is one day earlier or one day later."

He yawned, squinted his eyes and continued: "A cultivator needs to have a strong body. The mountains are so refreshing this morning. Go for a run. Exercise is great."

Mo Xuan said: "Okay then, I'll go for a run in the mountains, how far will I run?"

Seeing that Gu Yuehua was about to fall to the ground, Mo Xuan hurriedly shouted: "Master!"

"Ah?" Gu Yuehua shuddered, "Where are you going, let's run to the mountainside, go around the mountainside, ten laps."

Mo Xuan groaned, got up and said to him: "Then I'm going for a run, Master, wait for me to come back, and we will have morning class again!"

Watching the child's back, Gu Yuehua couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "What a crime!!!"

When Mo Xuan ran back, he saw Gu Yuehua laying on the table, almost drooling from his sleep, and Mo Ke was looking at him beside him, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Seeing Mo Xuan come back, Mo Ke said: "Do you really want to learn from him?"

Mo Xuan twisted the towel and came out, wiped his sweat and said: "Study, why don't you learn, Master is the best teacher in the world."

Mo Ke looked at the sleepy man, and curled his mouth: "I'm afraid that in the future, you will have to rely on self-study."

Mo Xuan shrugged and said: "Even if you don't teach anything, just follow the master all the time, isn't it very good."

Mo Ke raised his hand to brush away the flying insects for Gu Yuehua, noncommittal.

"That night, when you came to see me, did you just ask me when I would go back?" Mo Xuan asked cautiously, "Little uncle?"

Mo Xuan, formerly the son of Mozun Xuemoke, now the nephew of Mozun Moke, it was Moke who appeared in his room that night.

Mo Ke asked him when he would go back, and Mo Xuan told him that he didn't want to go back for the time being, and finally asked the master master to agree to come back. He still wanted to stay in Songming Mountain.

Mo Ke looked at him: "The position of Mo Zun belongs to you, what's the matter if you always stay in the realm of comprehension."

Mo Xuan slandered, you, a Demon Lord, would go to the realm of comprehension every day, but you said: "The Demon World emphasizes that the winner is the king. When I have learned something, I will naturally go back and fight with you, and take over as the Demon Lord."

Looking at Gu Yuehua who was sleeping soundly, Mo Ke couldn't help frowning: "You follow him, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve anything."

Mo Xuan didn't care: "It doesn't matter, I can learn it myself."

Mo Ke said no more, and left everything to him.

When Gu Yuehua woke up stretching her waist, she saw the two people having breakfast together, and said to Mo Xuan earnestly, "Would you like me to go to Wuzong to lend you some manpower, and kill the demon world now, I think he can use it." It won't be long before it will be overthrown, don't miss this opportunity!"

Mo Ke narrowed his eyes, picked up a hibiscus bag, and stuffed it into his chattering mouth.