Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

Mo Wen shook his head, "I'm just taking money to do things, so you don't have to be polite."

At this time, two more figures came.

It was an acquaintance Mo Wen had met before, Qin Feng, the big disciple of Natural Sect.

"Mo Wen, I knew you would come to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao. It seems that this time I have no hope."

Qin Feng said pretending to be distressed.

You naturally have no hope at all.

Of course, Mo Wen wouldn't really say these words, he just smiled and said: "It's okay, if we meet, just do our best."

"That's necessary."

Their conversation was watched by many people.

In addition to the few families that have connections with Mo Wen, there are also strangers from other sects who took the initiative to say hello.

Whether they like to join in the fun, or want to make friends with Mo Wen.

For a while, nearly half of the people present got together, and the originally deserted atmosphere suddenly became lively.

not far away.

Hidden Dragon looked at Mo Wen who was surrounded by everyone, and couldn't help opening his mouth.

"What's the matter, Fatty, why is this Mo Wen so popular?"

At this time, Bai Shixue with purple hair, tied in a ponytail, and with a faint pink cheek came over and nudged Hidden Dragon with his elbow.

"The Chen family in Hebei, Natural Gate, even the Taoist of the Maoshan School took the initiative to say hello."

"It's not easy."

Bai Shixue looked at Mo Wen in the crowd and said in surprise.

"I heard that it was because Mo Wen healed the damaged meridians of the elders of the three families. Those elders have a high status, and the elder from Maoshan is still the elder brother who is now in charge."

"Can they not be polite to Mo Wenke?"

Before Hidden Dragon could speak, Yujie, a slender figure with long hair like black ink, walked over and spoke.

"I'm going to repair the meridians. I'm afraid he's going to make a lot of money just by this method!"

Bai Shixue clasped her hands in front of her chest, money symbols faintly appeared in her eyes.

"Idiot, what is money, the key is the favor of those sects, that can't be bought with any amount of money, okay?"

Seeing Bai Shixue's money-greedy appearance.

Zhijinhua helplessly supported her forehead, shook her head and sighed.

"Zhijinhua, Bai Shixue is asking me, okay?"

Hidden Dragon said with some dissatisfaction, feeling that his job was robbed.

Zhijinhua smiled, and then looked in the direction of Zhang Chulan and Feng Xingtong: "But what makes me curious is, is it possible that a person like Mo Wen is also interested in the origin of the body?"

"It doesn't look like it in terms of probability."

On the other side, Feng Xingtong looked at Zhang Chulan who was kneeling on the ground, holding his head and gasping for air, and couldn't help laughing and said, "Chu Lan, Brother Mo doesn't look at you anymore, stop pretending."

"Damn it, do you think I'm faking it?"

Tears welled up from the corners of Zhang Chulan's painful eyes, and he took his hand away, revealing a big lump a few centimeters bulging on his forehead.

Feng Xingtong was taken aback.

"I'll go, Brother Mo, is this really a fight?"

"It's my fault too. I broke the rules. Alas, I hope Brother Mo can forgive me."

Zhang Chulan lowered her 'exquisite head' and sighed.

He really didn't want to have any grudges with Mo Wen.

"He's not angry."

With his hands in his pockets, Feng Baobao, who was staring in Mo Wen's direction, suddenly spoke.

"Sister Bao'er, what are you talking about? Brother Mo isn't angry?"

Zhang Chulan raised his head in doubt.

"Well, he was angry at first, but then he calmed down, including hitting you on the head."

Feng Baobao nodded and said in affirmation.

Feng Xingtong also showed surprise, and said to Zhang Chulan: "Indeed, if Brother Mo is really angry, it may not be as simple as flicking his head. It seems that Brother Mo doesn't mind protecting you, but Zhang Chulan, you have to make it clear Just do it."

"I......"

Zhang Chulan's expression was complicated. Looking at Mo Wen, who was surrounded by people like stars holding the moon, he felt indescribable.

Guilt, remorse, anger.

But it's more about gratitude.

"Hehe, it's still young and energetic, it's really lively."

Suddenly, a low voice sounded.

Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

......

Chapter 146 The joy of Tian Jinzhong, Mo Wen, who has attracted much attention, the game begins!

"Hehe, seeing you, I feel much younger."

Hear the voice in the ear.

The strangers at the gathering place turned around and looked, only to see a few hale and hearty old men arriving at some unknown time.

"It's the old master!"

"I'll go, there are a few other ten guys, half of them are here!"

"It's really a gathering of big bosses!"

Everyone was surprised.

Normally, these old men on the stage are not something they can easily see.

The old celestial master Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard, and smiled at the many young strangers below: "I have been waiting for a long time, everyone, this Luotian Dajiao has always been an opportunity for us Qi practitioners to exchange ideas and exchange ideas besides offering sacrifices."

"Since that's the case, I won't babble too much, let's start directly."

The little Taoist set up the lottery box, and everyone who had known the rules for a long time lined up quietly and drew lots one by one.

On the stage.

A few elders with high positions and weights in the circle looked at the strangers they cared about below.

Among them, Tian Jinzhong, who was in a wheelchair and had no hands or feet, said in a hoarse voice: "Is that Huaiyi's grandson, Zhang Chulan? His appearance is correct, much better than that thief with big ears."

"If I found Huaiyi back then, maybe he and Chu Lan..."

As if recalling the past, Tian Jinzhong looked lonely.

Zhang Zhiwei sighed softly: "Forget Jinzhong, I regret that I let you go to Huaiyi alone, otherwise you would not be like this."

It can make the old celestial master who is over a hundred years old, the head of the Taoist school, and the leader of Zhengyi feel concerned and guilty.

There are only fellow disciples who have been with him for decades and have deep feelings for him.

"Hehe, it's okay, brother, I'm used to it."

Tian Jinzhong had already seen it, and he said with a smile: "Didn't that child Lingyu say that he hired a genius doctor for me to heal my meridians? It should be that little guy."

With that said, Tian Jinzhong looked at the handsome young man with outstanding temperament in the team.

It was Mo Wen.

"Well, he was right." Zhang Zhiwei nodded slightly.

"I accept the child's heart, Lingyu, but is there really someone who can heal meridian injuries?"

Tian Jinzhong did not hold out hope for this.

Since ancient times, as long as the meridians of all practitioners are damaged, their skills will regress at least, and they will become disabled after several years of cultivation, and they will become useless after decades of cultivation.

Without exception.

Even with the development of modern technology, there is still no way to repair the damage to the meridians.

Now there is a young man who can heal meridians.

Naturally, Tian Jinzhong couldn't believe it.

"Jinzhong, Lingyu won't shoot aimlessly, maybe it really can?"

Zhang Zhiwei pondered for a moment, and softly comforted him.

If possible, he hopes that his junior brother who has been disabled for decades can recover the ability to move Qi.

Even if you can't use any means, your body will naturally adjust to a 'positive' state when you practice qi, and Tian Jinzhong will be ten or even a hundred times more comfortable than now!

that's enough.

At this time, Feng Zhenghao from behind smiled and said: "Old Heavenly Master, Mr. Tian, ​​please rest assured about this. Master Mo can indeed restore the meridians. The great-grandson of Mr. Wang Ai was cured only after his treatment."

"Oh? Patriarch Wang, is what President Feng said true?"

Tian Jinzhong was surprised, he didn't expect this to happen.

Wang Ai's old hand was leaning on a cane, and he chuckled: "That's true, Brother Feng was the one who pulled me in."

The affirmative answer from the two ten guys.

Tian Jinzhong's red eyes were slightly rounded, and his voice trembled imperceptibly, "Then...if it's really possible..."

No one knows.

With his hands, feet and meridians all disabled, what kind of suffering has been for him in the past few decades.