[Comprehensive] Stealing the Halo of the Protagonist

Following the Taoist Wuqing's advice, Mo Qi, who originally planned on her own, finally decided to meet the senior "Junior Sister".The three of them traveled continuously for two days, and finally arrived at their destination at noon one day.

On the way, Mo Qi heard from a Taoist that his junior sister was the youngest of his disciples, her Taoist name was "Worriless Son". Master Xianxu Shengren left on his own and went down the mountain to practice after his ascension. After achieving success, he established a sect in Donglu and recruited many disciples. After hundreds of years of development, his sect is quite famous.

When the three of them landed with their swords, they were still some distance away from the entrance of Wuyouzi Sect. Mo Qi stood firm, and as soon as he raised his head, he saw three large characters written on the towering mountain wall - "Jin Xiuzong".At first glance, it seems to be scribbled, but after careful inspection, I realize that these three characters are majestic and possess a chic spirit that others cannot possess.

"These three characters are written by my junior sister." Taoist Ruthless mentioned something when he saw him scrutinizing him.

Mo Qi smiled slightly, "As expected of the Venerable's junior sister, she has a heart that is beyond the reach of others."

After hearing this comment, Taoist Wuqing couldn't help coughing with a reddish face, and then took the lead to move forward.

Mo Qi was a little confused, he stepped forward and wanted to follow, but his sleeve was suddenly pulled, and when he turned his head, he saw Feng Mo, who had become taciturn in the past few days, staring straight at him, and asked: " Brother likes people with good handwriting?"

Mo Qi nodded and emphasized: "I like it."

After speaking, he followed in the footsteps of the ruthless Taoist.

Feng Mo was stunned on the spot, recalling the past when Mo Qi taught him calligraphy a few years ago, her eyes softened.

"I will try my best to become what my brother likes..."

The three of them entered the sect, and a woman in one-meter-length clothes greeted them. She exchanged a few words with the Wuqing Taoist, and her words showed that their suzerain had already noticed their arrival, and specially sent her to greet them.

The ruthless Taoist nodded and let the woman lead the way.

The woman in Mi Fenchang nodded yes, turned around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Mo Qi standing behind the Taoist, she was slightly taken aback, her eyes a little suspicious.

Mo Qi looked at her and smiled back politely.

Miss Mi Fenchang came back to her senses, and realized that her gaze just now was a little rude, she apologized in a low voice, then turned around and led the way.

Mo Qi didn't take it seriously, but Feng Mo who was beside him stared at the back of the woman in mid-length clothes for a long time.

The Wuqing Taoist sensed that something was wrong with him, so he glanced at him menacingly, and waited for Feng Mo to recover his expressionless expression, then he looked away in satisfaction.

Jinxiuzong is located in a valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea in the east. Flowers, trees and orchids are planted all over the valley, and flowers are in full bloom no matter in winter or summer.

As soon as Mo Qifu entered the valley, he felt the warm wind blowing on his face and the fragrance of flowers wafting his nostrils. When he looked around, clusters of wooden hydrangeas came into view. Although he had been a man for several lifetimes, he had rarely seen such a beautiful scenery. Fresh.

"Although this kind of wooden hydrangea is a spring flower, because our suzerain likes it, we specially set up a formation and cast a spell to advance its flowering period." The woman Mi Fenchang explained a few words at the right time, with a bit of unconcealable pride in her eyes .

Taoist Wuqing frowned, and said, "Junior Sister is willing to cast spells on these immobile creatures."

The woman in Mi Fenchang choked, and didn't say anything more, but led them to their destination.

Mo Qi took everything into his eyes and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.Walking with Taoist Wuqing in the past few days, he has a new understanding of his character of abandoning everything and only cultivating Taoism, and he can't help but rejoice that he didn't worship under Taoist Wuqing that day, otherwise he would be as desperate and widowed as he is. Mindful of cultivation, thinking of this, he couldn't help but looked at Feng Mo beside him worriedly. Although Taoist Wuqing would become a venerable Liqing in the future, he really didn't want his younger brother to live such a boring life.

Speaking of which, he was also the one who made Feng Mo worship Wuqing Daoist as his teacher that day, but now it seems that it is good or bad...

Just as Mo Qi was thinking about it, the group of them had already stepped into a patch of white plum blossoms.

This Jinxiu Sect seems to have a wonderful way to regulate the seasons, just now the area is still full of spring, green and red are in full bloom, this area is covered in silver and white, the sky and the earth are the same.

Walking into the Baimei Forest, you can see a low-rise building imitating the Jiangnan style, with black tiles and white walls, red railings and stone paths, surrounded by white mist, like a hazy fairy spirit. The hot spring water was drawn out of the house, and the dense water mist rising from the sky made this place look like a fairy house, with a bit of indescribable mistyness.

Before the few people entered the house, they smelled the smell of plum fragrance in the air. Mi Fenshang woman took them to the door, and before they could report, they heard a lazy female voice from inside the room, "Come in! Come on, Fen Zhu, bring me some more jugs of wine, I have to treat my guests properly."

"Yes." Mi Fenchang woman answered, opened the courtyard door for them, then turned and left.

In the small courtyard, there is a very prosperous white plum tree, and the plum blossoms are all over the path paved with white stones. The master of the sect, Wuyouzi, is sitting obliquely behind the red railing of the house, with several wine jars at his feet, not at all. She didn't show that she wanted to come over to "entertain guests".

"Junior Sister, you are still the same." Taoist Wuqing looked at the flushed woman with a bit of emotion.

Different from the plain colors around her, Wuyouzi was dressed in bright red, as if she was the most vital existence in this world.

"Cultivation has no time, there is no difference between you and me." Wuyouzi said indifferently, and took another sip from the jug, "Speaking of which, you and I haven't seen each other for nearly a hundred years, is there something to do here, brother?"

Only then did the Wuqing Taoist remember, he moved a step away, revealed the two teenagers behind him, and introduced: "These are two children from the Feng family in Xiling. This is Feng Mo, my apprentice."

Wuyouzi straightened up without much interest, and looked at the two of them with her beautiful eyes half-opened, but when her gaze fell on Mo Qi, her eyes widened in surprise, "You, you !"

Before Mo Qi could hear why, she saw the woman who was still sitting behind the red railing suddenly rushing in front of him, a pair of catkins wrapped around his shoulders, her drunken eyes were clear and anxious at the moment, "You Mother is Yu Xuanji!?"

Mo Qi couldn't help being taken aback, because according to the inheritance from that day, he really knew that his mother was called "Yu Xuanji".

But how could the suzerain of the Jinxiu Sect in front of him know his mother?

Seeing Mo Qi in a daze, Wuyouzi couldn't help but fade away the hope in her heart. She touched Mo Qi's cheek and said bitterly: "You look very similar to an old friend of mine, but I haven't had her for many years. news."

Seeing this, Taoist Wuqing hurriedly held down the disciple he wanted to stop, and said: "I came this time because I want Feng Qi to worship under your sect and be your disciple."

Wuyouzi looked up at him with a surprised expression, "Brother, it's not like you don't know my thoughts..."

The ruthless Taoist shook his head and asked her to test Mo Qi's physique first.

Wuyouzi stopped talking, and after obtaining Mo Qi's consent, he injected a pulse of true energy into his body.

After a while, she had come to a conclusion - "Is your mother really not Xuanji?"

Mo Qi said nothing, just looked at her quietly with a pair of clear eyes.

Feng Mo on the side looked at it for a long time, and finally couldn't restrain himself from making a sound: "My brother is from the Feng family, and his mother is the mistress of the Feng family, but his last name was Yu and Xuanji!"

The ruthless Taoist turned back and glared at him, but didn't say much.

Wuyouzi looked at Mo Qi, then at the stubborn Feng Mo, nodded understandingly, and said with a smile: "I have an old friend who is similar to him, why don't I see him miss the old man?" What Feng Mo meant was not to force Mo Qi to admit that he was Yu Xuanji's son in front of Feng Mo.

Feng Mo shook her head, grabbed Mo Qi's hand, as if she wanted to protect her, "There is only Feng Qi in this world, you can't watch him miss others, it's not fair to him. "

From the bottom of her heart, Feng Mo hoped that Mo Qi would join Wuyouzi's sect, so she naturally hoped that Wuyouzi would treat Mo Qi well, and not prevent his brother from receiving normal teaching just because he was someone else's shadow.

Mo Qi couldn't help being moved, he turned his head and looked at Feng Mo's profile, a warm current surged in his heart.

Wuyouzi saw the way, nodded, and responded: "I was wrong just now. I used others to miss my old friend. I have made mistakes! As an apology, I will accept you as my apprentice today, okay?" The second half of the sentence was addressed to Mo Qi.

Mo Qi thought for a moment, then under Feng Mo's expectant eyes, she still knelt down and saluted Wuyouzi, "That disciple will pay his respects to Master."

He didn't want to worship at first, but since Feng Mo wanted him to do so, he did so.

Wuyouzi helped him up, and said: "Although you have entered the golden core stage, the mental methods you have learned are still fundamental. According to your special physique, I want to change the mental methods for you as a teacher, okay?"

Mo Qi lowered her eyebrows and answered "Yes", and didn't really care about it in her heart, after all, he has Yu Xuanji's inheritance, so don't worry about not being able to learn from it.

On the other hand, Feng Mo had something on his mind, and his face and demeanor couldn't help but tinge with joy.He thought to himself, for this apprenticeship, the two brothers are still senior brothers who have been passed down from the same line. Speaking of which, according to the seniority of entry, the elder brother may have to call him senior brother.Before he could tease him for a while, Taoist Wuqing said abruptly: "Since Feng Qi has been settled properly, then you should follow me back to the blessed land."

"So fast!?" Wuyouzi asked in surprise, "Senior brother isn't here for a glass of wine?"

The ruthless Taoist waved his hand, "You can sleep for three days after drinking your wine. I'm in a hurry, so I can't drink it."

Wuyouzi didn't want to say anything, but looked worriedly at the apprentice he had just accepted, and sure enough, he saw that the pair of brothers were inseparable.

"Brother..." Feng Mo called out with moist eyes, at the moment of parting, he finally revealed the fragility that he had been hiding all along.

Mo Qi stretched out her hand and touched Feng Mo's head, "Hey, you've already found a place for me, so don't worry about it. Take good care of yourself, practice seriously, and form alchemy as soon as possible, then we can go to find my enemy's family together."

Feng Mo hugged Mo Qi tightly, rubbed her furry head against Mo Qi's shoulder, and waited for Mo Qi to hug her back, then said in a low voice with some aggrieved words: "Brother, you have to remember, I only have elder brother."

Therefore, my brother can only have me...

The extremely possessive words could not be uttered in the end, Feng Mo was urged by the ruthless Taoist to withdraw from his embrace, and then looked back at Mo Qi with eyes full of reluctance, until he stepped on the ruthless Taoist's flying sword again.

Cultivation has no time, so many years have passed, I don't know when I will meet you again...

"Brother, wait for me."

The trivial words dissipated in the wind reached Mo Qi's ears. He shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and scratched in the air, as if he lost something at this moment.