Buddhism gl

Chapter 12

Mo Zhiyao looked around, as if no one cares about this place.

After saying goodbye to Ning Yuchun, she wanted to go back alone, but a gust of wind blew her away.

This gust of wind is strange to say, it is as gentle as the soft white clouds in the sky.

Seemingly frenzied and fierce but not fierce, she was swept up in the wind and brought her all the way here.

The warm sun is rising in the east, and the sky seems to be covered with a layer of pale golden clouds, which is extremely beautiful.

Wisps of light shone through the white clouds and shone on Mo Zhiyao's body.

The light golden luster is like a pair of gentle hands caressing the delicate and clean cheeks of a woman.

The white dress vividly reflected the woman's graceful figure, as if the fairies above the nine heavens were nothing more than this.

"Girl, you don't seem to be afraid at all, which is really beyond my expectation." A rather old chuckle faintly sounded in Mo Zhiyao's ear.

Mo Zhiyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked back.

In the distance came a vigorous old lady, with silver hair fluttering in the wind, and her thin body wrapped in a light blue gown.

A very special-looking crutch was held in her hand, and the old lady approached slowly.

Mo Zhiyao looked at the approaching old man, smiled politely, and asked softly: "Excuse me, old lady, how can I get out here? I'm lost here, can you tell me the direction or lead me out? Zhiyao will be grateful Endless."

The pavilion is surrounded by towering green pines, no matter which direction Mo Zhiyao crosses the bushes, there is a wall at the end.

Someone must have set up a formation here, and it is difficult for her to get out with her ability.

It seemed that her captors were not worried that she would escape.

On the contrary, I am very happy to see her anxiously running around here.

She had to find a way to go back quickly, otherwise her father would be furious, and Qingxue would even be implicated.

There is no time to think about the cause and effect of the matter. Although the scenery here is beautiful, she must leave quickly.

But the kind-hearted old man in front of him smiled when he heard Mo Zhiyao's words.

A flash of approval flashed in shrewd eyes, the old lady withdrew her scrutiny from the woman, and said with a smile, "Girl, is your name Zhiyao?"

"Yes, old lady, my name is Mo Zhiyao. Can you show me the way?" Mo Zhiyao took a step forward and bowed lightly.

She hoped that the old man could understand the terrain here so that she could go out smoothly.

The formation may not necessarily be used on one of your own.

The old lady seemed to ignore the woman's pleading, and her expression gradually showed satisfaction, "Well, she is a well-educated girl. What did you call me just now? Old lady? Zhiyao, you should call me Patriarch."

"What? Old ancestor?" Mo Zhiyao exclaimed, then looked at the old lady's face calmly.

The fine wrinkles covered her vicissitudes of cheeks that had been polished and changed over the years, but they also revealed some elusive beauty that concealed elegant charm.

The old lady smiled and said, "People here call me Patriarch, and I'm used to it. The girl should call me that too. I haven't had contact with outsiders for a long time. I'm very happy to see you today."

Mo Zhiyao was even more surprised, and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Old, old ancestor, I really have something urgent to get out of here as soon as possible. Could you please lead me out of here?"

Why does it feel like this old lady is isolated from the world?Could it be her illusion.

The old lady waved her cane and said meaningfully: "Zhiyao, since you have come here, you should not think about going back. This is your home, and I am your relative."

Mo Zhiyao couldn't believe it, shook his head and refused: "No, I want to go back. Please let me go back, ancestor! I can't stay here. I still have my father and my sister. I can't leave them."

"Hmph, your father is going to sell you, why are you still thinking about him? You are stupid!" The old lady stomped her cane hard, and reprimanded her with a dark face.

"No matter what he did, he will always be my father, and I will still respect him the same." Mo Zhiyao's eyes were cloudy, she didn't know who the old man in front of her was, but the old man must know Yunjian Villa.

She knows everything about her father, or the entire Rhyme Sword Villa.

But so what, she must leave here.

Just when Mo Zhiyao made up his mind that if he couldn't leave, he would die.

The old lady stretched out a finger, her eyes narrowed into a slit, and the strange thing was that her face showed a hint of enchanting charm, "You can leave if you want, but you have to promise me one request."

"What request?" Mo Zhiyao concealed the strange feeling just now, how could she see a charming and enchanting feeling on the face of an old lady?

She was hallucinating!

"I'll teach you a set of kung fu, you can go after you learn it." The old lady saw Mo Zhiyao's expression in her eyes, her eyes were shining brightly, and she quickly shuttled around the woman's body.

Mo Zhiyao was looked at by her as unnatural, but sighed: "It's not that I don't agree to your request, it's just that I really can't learn martial arts. My internal strength is still at the most basic stage, and if I can't improve it, naturally I can't practice martial arts. "

"Really? According to my old age, your internal strength is indeed not up to the standard I want. However, even hard-to-carve jade objects can take shape one day, as long as you work hard. Besides..." The old lady didn't continue to speak, but it was meaningful But the strange look in Mo Zhiyao's heart raged.

The corner of the old lady's mouth curled slightly, and she said seriously: "Zhiyao, this courtyard is controlled by a formation. If you learn my technique, then you can easily break the formation and go home. Mo Baichuan What he wants to get all his life, will eventually be passed on to his daughter."

"However, I don't have the slightest experience in learning martial arts. Is the ancestor looking for someone to teach me? Or give me a secret book, and I will practice by myself?" Mo Zhiyao sighed even more, since he had to learn martial arts before he could go out , then we have no choice but to take a step forward.

The old lady smiled and said, "I don't need secret books for my exercises, I will teach you in person."

"What! You taught me yourself?" Mo Zhiyao's eyes widened, and he was beyond shocked.

She, she said to teach herself?

She really couldn't bear the fact that such an old man who was over half a hundred years old said that he wanted to teach her martial arts.

The old lady looked at her expression and said with a smile: "What? Seeing that my old man is getting old, he wonders if I can perform martial arts? Girl, you are still too young to do many things. Just look at the surface."

Mo Zhiyao nodded slightly, with a serious expression, "Yes, Zhiyao has been taught."

What the old man said was not unreasonable, Mo Zhiyao naturally understood, and he respected him even more in his heart.

It is indeed admirable to be able to maintain martial arts at this age.

It can be known from the words that this old man is probably the owner of this place.

So far, since she didn't hurt herself, she just let herself learn martial arts.

Then Mo Zhiyao has no reason to disrespect her, it's only a matter of time before he goes home.

"You rest here first, and tomorrow we will start learning martial arts. If you have enough energy, everything will be accomplished." After the old lady finished speaking, she turned and left.

Mo Zhiyao frowned, the old man left, where did he live?

Just thinking of this, there was a sound from the grass.

A man with the appearance of a servant showed his body through the pine tree. He walked up to Mo Zhiyao with a smile, bowed and saluted: "Miss, are you thinking about where to live? Please come with me."

The servant walked in front, and Mo Zhiyao followed behind and said, "Excuse me, where is this other courtyard located?"

The boy smiled, did not turn around, and continued to walk forward, "Girl, you don't need to rush to know everything, when the time comes, you will understand naturally."

The two have reached their destination between words.

This is a majestic pavilion close at hand, Mo Zhiyao gasped, could she be asked to live here?

"That's right, the girl is smart. The old ancestor meant that the girl should live here. This top floor is prepared for the girl, please go up by yourself. Our servants are not qualified to enter this building."

The servant smiled respectfully and saluted, then left.

Mo Zhiyao looked at the building in front of him, thought for a while, and walked in.

The interior of the building is elegantly decorated, and the elegant atmosphere is very dignified.

On the left side of the entrance, there are neat, clean and elegant tables, chairs and tea sets, showing the owner's elegant and charming lifestyle.

On the right is a huge screen on which a picture is depicted.

Looking at the panorama, this is a magnificent sea with rough tides and waves.

On the towering waves stood a man, a very handsome man.

This man stands gracefully on the huge waves, as if the sea is his servant, he stands alone and defiantly on the peak that belongs to him.

The man had silver-white hair, and stood with his hands behind his back, with a long sword like black jade hanging from his waist.

Mo Zhiyao's heart skipped a beat, this sword...

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