"Quick time travel" long way to chase his wife

Chapter 357 Big Brother and Little Junior Brother

"How are you doing with your homework?"

After enjoying the sunshine with his eyes closed for a while, Mo Chi opened his eyes and looked at Yunchu.

"The Great Elder praised me today!"

Mo Chi saw the child begging for praise, and couldn't help but raised his hand to stroke his head: "Xiao Chu is really amazing."

Feeling the dry and warm palm on top of his head, Yun Chu tilted his head slightly and smiled shyly, then reached out and grabbed Mo Chi's hand when it was about to leave.

"Brother~~~"

The child blinked and looked at him with watery eyes.

Mo Chi: "..."

"what happened?"

"Will you always treat me like this?" The child's voice was full of anxiety and fear.

Mo Chi was stunned by the expression on his face when he asked this question, Yun Chu kept looking at him fixedly, and when he saw this, he became anxious all of a sudden.

"I promise to listen to you and not cause trouble or do things that make you unhappy, you..." Don't treat me like you used to...

"Fool," Mo Chi pulled his hand out of his hand with a smile, and flicked it on his forehead before he recovered, "I haven't said anything yet, why are you so nervous? "

Yun Chu: "I'm afraid..."

Hearing what he said, Mo Chi softened his heart: "Don't worry, brother will treat you well in the future." It's a thousand times better than now.

Having received the promise, Yunchu felt as if he had drunk a jar of honey water, and sweetly rolled his eyes: "Then next month's downhill training, can I accompany you?"

experience?

Mo Chi raised his eyebrows, and then realized in an instant, yes, the Evergreen Sect organizes disciples over the age of 14 to go down the mountain for a one-month training every year, in order to test the cultivation results of the sect's disciples.

"No." Mo Chi refused.

Yun Chu became anxious: "Why?"

"The school rules stipulate that only disciples who are 14 years old and above can go down the mountain. You are only ten years old this year."

"But my spells are very powerful," Yun Chu hurriedly said, trying to convince Mo Chi, "I can protect myself well, and I can also protect my brother..."

"Brother, can you just let me go with you?" Yun Chu carefully grabbed Mo Chi's clothes and looked at him pitifully.

Mo Chi: "If you say you can't do it, you can't do it." He had a straight face, and there was no room for maneuver.

The child instantly changed from a slender and tall green bamboo to an eggplant beaten by frost in autumn, and sat down discouraged and stopped talking.

The atmosphere between the two became quiet all of a sudden. Mo Chi squinted his eyes, planning to go to the library to find some mental techniques and martial arts cheats. Now that he's here, he can't even fly with a sword like before. Won't.

Thinking of the ridicule and ridicule that those disciples in the sect had made to him when he went down the mountain every year, the corners of his lips curled up coldly, and there was a chill in his eyes.

After two days of healing in his own residence, the wound on his leg had already begun to scab and fall off. Mo Chi sat by the bed, looked down at the hideous wound healed at an astonishing speed, and glanced sideways at the ointment in his hand , A pensive look flashed across his eyes.

On the morning of the third day, Mo Chi got up and changed his clothes, then opened the door of the thatched cottage, and walked slowly to the largest library in the Changqing sect.

In addition to the main peak of the Evergreen Sect, there are also seven peaks, and an elder sits on each peak. The main peak is where the head of the Evergreen Sect is located. The martial arts training ground and the meeting hall of the Evergreen Sect are here.

On the way to Zangshu Pavilion, Mo Chi met many disciples. Everyone looked at him with disdain and sarcasm, as if he was just a joke. Occasionally, someone stopped to say hello to him, calling him "big brother", His expression was extremely arrogant, and he didn't take him seriously.

Mo Chi turned a blind eye to all of this. He passed in front of those people with a blank expression and without looking sideways. His footsteps did not stop at all, and the voices whispering about him behind his back were so loud that they could still reach his ears from far away, laughing. The sound is harsh.

The Zangshu Pavilion is located behind the meeting hall of the main peak. There are seven floors in total. Each floor is suitable for the exercises practiced by disciples with different spiritual roots and attributes. There are some lost spells and forbidden spells. There is no handwriting from the master, and no one can get in.

There are managers in the library all year round. Every student who comes to borrow books must provide a soul stone that can prove his identity, and they can only enter after they are recorded in the book.

As soon as Mo Chi entered the Library Pavilion, all the people inside looked at him in unison, with surprise, disdain, and disgust... everywhere.

Not paying attention to those people's eyes at all, Mo Chi went straight to the registration office, turned his palm up, and the soul stone representing his identity lay quietly on it.

The manager behind the counter was a teacher who was in charge of teaching mental techniques. He took the soul stone without raising his head. When he saw the pure fire attribute and name on it, he looked up at the boy in front of him in surprise.

Mo Chi generously allowed him to look at himself, and finally said after a long time, "Teacher, can I go in?"

The teacher came back to his senses, put away his surprise, lowered his head, recorded the person in the book, and returned the soul stone.

"The mental methods and spells suitable for your cultivation are on the third floor, go find them yourself, and ask if there is anything you don't understand."

Mo Chi nodded, put away the soul stone, turned around and walked down the stairs.

The other disciples on the first floor followed him closely, and did not turn their heads to whisper until the figure of the other party disappeared around the corner.

"Is the sun coming out from the west? He will come to Zangshu Pavilion?!"

"Maybe I want to hug Buddha's feet? If I experience other people's swords every year, I can only ride a horse. Every time I catch a monster, I can only hide behind my junior brother. I will have no face to stay in the Evergreen School hahaha..."

"Hahahaha, if I had hit the tofu long ago ..."

The mocking laughter was undisguised, and everyone had a sense of superiority on their faces, as if they were so good.

The voice traveled up the stairs and into Mo Chi's ears, and he grinned silently.

After reaching the third floor and finding what he wanted, Mo Chi left the Library Pavilion without looking back. For the next month or so, he locked himself in the cave in the back mountain every day, regardless of Even Yun Chu seldom saw him after practicing day and night.

A month passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye it was the day when the disciple went down the mountain to practice.

Early in the morning, Yunchu held a set of clean clothes and stood guard in front of the cave gate, looking at the stone gate of gold coins eagerly.

At noon, the mountain gate opened slowly after a muffled "bang". Yunchu looked happy, and walked two steps forward involuntarily.

As the stone door moved aside, the figure of the young man slowly appeared behind the door.

"Brother!"

Yun Chu let out a cry of joy, and then quickly stepped forward.