Lady Cultivator

"Aunt, aunt!"

There was a voice outside the training room. Mo Tiange came out of the Void Heaven Realm with a fighting technique and removed the restrictions.

The man who stepped into the room was a man about twenty years old. He was tall and had the appearance of a young man, but his face still retained the innocence and gentleness of a young man.

Mo Tiange saw him and asked with a smile: "Zhenji, is something okay?"

This young man is Ye Zhenji. He is now twenty years old. His original cute appearance is still lovable as he grows up. In addition, he has a good personality and is kind to others. He is very popular among the low-level disciples of the sect. In the past ten years, Mo Tiange has spared no expense in elixirs and treasures for him. He is now at the tenth level of Qi Refining and is only waiting for the master's test to obtain the Foundation Establishment Pill.

When Ye Zhenji saw her, he smiled with two dimples: "Auntie, you are still practicing!"

"Of course you are practicing. Didn't you go to the martial arts hall with Hua Ling? Are you back just now at noon?"

The Martial Arts Hall is a branch of the main peak of the Xuanqing Sect. It is specially used for martial arts competitions by disciples. Under normal circumstances. There is a pill-forming monk and several foundation-building monks sitting here to train the disciples in fighting skills. Male disciples are always more interested in fighting and go to the martial arts hall every few days. The same is true for Ye Zhenji. After he has refined his Qi to the tenth level, he and his playmate Hua Ling who grew up together go to the martial arts hall every day. Run, euphemistically called the Foundation Establishment Pill test to accumulate experience. Mo Tiange felt that this was a good thing, so he left it alone.

"Don't mention it!" Ye Zhenji sat down opposite her, looking bored, "There are no people in the martial arts hall today. I played two boring games, so I'll be back."

"Didn't you say last time that Hua Ling thought of a trick or something... and you didn't know how to deal with it? Has it been cracked?"

"Of course!" Ye Zhenji held his head high, with a proud look on his face, "What tricks can that kid Hualing do? I figured it out after two days of thinking. Auntie, just watch!"

As he spoke, he stood up excitedly, raised his hands, and a wind wall technique and a thick earth technique appeared around him almost at the same time.

"Auntie, look, if I use these two spells together, Hua Ling's Freezing Technique and Earth Splitting Technique won't be able to get in!"

Mo Tiange smiled: "This is indeed a good method, it's hard for you to think of this."

After being praised, Ye Zhenji felt a little embarrassed. He put away the spell and sat back: "Auntie. There is something I want to discuss with you."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

There was a hesitant look on Ye Zhenji's face, and he hesitated: "I...I want to go home.

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Mo Tiange was startled. Ye Zhenji came to the mountain when he was nine years old, and he met her when he was ten years old. Since then, he has been taken by her side and has never left. It has been eleven years since he left home. Monks like them rarely return to the secular world after joining the sect. Ye Zhenji never mentioned being homesick, so she didn't think much about it.

At this time, Ye Zhenji's face showed a hint of melancholy: "When I left home, my mother cried all night... Aunt, there is still one year left for the Elite Disciple's Foundation Establishment Pill test, I, I want to take advantage of this time Can you go home for a while?"

Seeing the expectant look on the child's face, Mo Tiange said nothing. She can naturally understand Ye Zhenji's emotions. She was the same way back then. However, it is not a good thing to be so attached to your relatives.

"Auntie," Ye Zhenji saw that she didn't respond. He begged again, "I will definitely come back as soon as possible, I just want to go back and see..."

"...Our Xuanqing Sect does not require disciples to cut off their secular ties. However, under normal circumstances, we are only allowed to visit relatives after establishing the foundation. You have not established the foundation yet, and you are waiting for the test for a year. It is really inconvenient to leave. .”

Ye Zhenji said no more, looking frustrated.

Mo Tiange thought for a while, then smiled at him and said: "You don't have to be so disappointed. Your master said five years ago that after I retreat for five years, he will let me travel away from the mountains. Now it is exactly five years. Wait. After a while, after finishing the chores, my aunt will take you back, how about it?"

Ye Zhenji was immediately ecstatic: "Auntie!"

"Are you happy now?"

Ye Zhenji nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, aunt." After thanking him, he hesitated again, "But doesn't aunt not want the family to know about you?"

Mo Tiange smiled: "My surname is not Ye, what does it matter? They won't be able to tell, just call me uncle." Ye Zhenji is nominally a disciple of Master Shou Jing. Logically speaking, I really should call my uncle.

After appeasing Ye Zhenji, Mo Tiange ended his training and walked out of the cave.

Five years have passed, and her cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. She just needs a little chance. Only then can one break through to the late stage of foundation building. However, Mo Tiange was not in a hurry. She is only thirty-seven years old now, and her cultivation level is already very high considering her age. Even Qin Shojing back then was only in the middle stage of foundation building at her age.

Stepping into the main hall of Shangqing Palace, Jinghe Daojun was sitting cross-legged in meditation. Five years ago, he had a fight with Master Songfeng. His injuries were not serious. He has been recovering from his injuries in the past few years. Fortunately, he had a deep cultivation and did not hurt his dantian or meridians, so he was fine.

Mo Tiange stopped not far away and called out: "Master."

Jinghe Daojun opened his eyes: "Are you out of seclusion?"

Mo Tiange nodded. In the past five years, she had been locked in her own little cave and had never come out. Now that she came out, she was naturally released.

Feeling Jinghe Daojun's consciousness sweep over him, Mo Tiange felt calm. Her Divine Refining Technique was already at the second level. As long as she did not deliberately suppress her with coercion, she could remain calm in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

After the investigation, Jing and Daojun nodded: "Yes. It has reached the peak of the mid-term. I think it will not be a problem to break through to the late stage in a few years - you have actually cultivated the God Refining Technique to the second level? In just a dozen years, this has happened Achievements I have never seen before.”

Mo Tiange smiled and said, "Uncle Xuan Yin has thought carefully, and this disciple is not afraid of going crazy. Master, how is your injury?"

"It's okay." Jing and Daojun waved their hands, nonchalantly, "It's almost better. Hum! Old Songfeng must have been having a hard time in the past few years. At that time, Old Taoist Zhenyang's meteorite hit him hard. If he wins, according to my estimation, he will have to be in seclusion for at least ten or twenty years. Ha. After all, I still made a profit!"

Seeing Jing and Daojun's triumphant expressions, Mo Tiange shook his head helplessly. This master could only be serious once in a while.

"By the way, you girl is out of seclusion. It happens to be a few days later for the martial arts competition. Do you want to play?"

Mo Tiange hesitated for a moment: "Isn't it... not good for me to go?"

Most of the sect's small competitions are participated by ordinary disciples. The small competitions in the Qi Refining stage are related to the Foundation Establishment Pill. The small competitions in the Foundation Establishment stage have other rewards. Generally speaking, elite disciples rarely participate in small competitions. Firstly, they all have rewards from their masters and will not covet those rewards. Secondly, if elite disciples participate, they are usually better than ordinary disciples, so one ordinary disciple cannot get the reward. . Although humility is not regarded as a virtue in the world of immortality, it is still considered in the sect.

Jinghe Daojun said indifferently: "What's wrong? If they lose to you, it's because they don't have the ability."

Mo Tiange was silent, obviously disapproving.

Jing and Daojun glared at her: "Okay, I won't go if you don't want to go, but you can just go and join in the fun. It will still be beneficial to learn more from your fellow disciples."

She agreed with this and nodded: "Yes, Master."

Mo Tiange knew that although he had experienced countless battles, large and small, he had not fought too many times after establishing the foundation. Although he participated in the chaos of monsters, he had avoided the most chaotic two years in the Void Heaven Realm. . Moreover, her several fights were almost life-and-death fights, and her sense of danger was better than that of ordinary monks, but her skills were probably slightly inferior to those of monks who often competed with each other. Now that she has not done anything in seclusion for five years, she really should study the fighting skills.

Walking out of the Shangqing Palace, he was wearing a white silk handkerchief. Fly to the main peak.

The martial arts hall is located next to the Sanqing Hall on the main peak. Its scale is only slightly smaller than the Sanqing Hall, the most magnificent in the entire mountain gate, which shows how much the sect values ​​it.

Mo Tiange stepped into it slowly, and a gatekeeper disciple saluted: "Master Mo." She now has a certain prestige in Xuanqing Sect, and these disciples all recognize her.

Then, the deacon disciple came forward and said with a smile: "Master Mo, do you also come to the martial arts hall to compete?"

Mo Tiange returned the salute briefly and replied, "I have nothing to do today, so come and take a look."

"Oh... Master, please come here. The competition in the foundation building stage is inside."

"Well, thank you." Following the deacon disciple, Mo Tiange walked through the crowd and entered the inner room while others were watching.

This outside room is where the Qi Refining disciples compete. It is hosted by the deacon disciples in the Qi Refining stage, and two foundation-building monks sit in charge. Here is where the Foundation Establishment disciples compete. There is an Alchemy Formation monk sitting in charge, and the receptionist is also a deacon in the Foundation Establishment stage.

The deacon's disciple brought her to the deacon and resigned.

The deacon here took her identity token, recorded it, and said with a smile, "Is this your first time here, Master Mo?"

Mo Tiange nodded. When she arrived at Xuanqing Sect, she was at the peak of Qi refining and faced foundation building. After establishing the foundation, he immediately encountered the chaos of monsters. When he came back, he became an official disciple of Jinghe Daojun. He was tortured for five years and then in seclusion for another five years. He had no time to perform in the martial arts hall.

The deacon said: "Then I will take my uncle there."

"Thank you very much."

The deacon led Mo Tiange while walking and introduced: "Actually, the rules of the martial arts hall are also simple. Here in the lobby, there is a ring where anyone can challenge, and the winner will have to stay on the stage to wait for others to challenge, and win continuously. After three games, you can step down. If two people want to fight privately, come to me to get a room token and go to the wing over there - of course, a deacon needs to be present to witness. In the other room, there is a knot Uncle Alchemist is here to take charge, if two people want to attack mercilessly, they must ask for instructions and it can only be carried out under the witness of Uncle Alchemist."

Mo Tiange listened and nodded. This rule is very reasonable. If you want to fight privately, a third party must be present to avoid accidents. It cannot be explained clearly. In addition, some methods of controlling the enemy may cause casualties if used, but if they are not used with full strength, the power will not be exerted. Therefore, the presence of the alchemy monks is required to ensure safety.

While he was talking, he had arrived at the lobby. Mo Tiange looked over and saw a large arena in the center of the lobby, with twenty or thirty monks standing or sitting around it.

The deacon said: "In the last chaos of monsters, more than a hundred of our sect's foundation-building master brothers died. Now there are less than 200 foundation-building monks in our sect. Otherwise, there would be at least forty or fifty people here."

Mo Tiange saw a look of melancholy on the monk's face. Thinking that it was very likely that his relatives and friends had died in the battle between monsters and beasts, he smiled and said: "The competition between the sects is about to begin. I think there will definitely be a large number of people appearing this time." Establishing the same foundation."

"That's right." The deacon also smiled, "Uncle Mo, it's up to you. I'll take my leave now."

Mo Tiange returned the gesture and watched the butler exit. He also walked to the edge of the ring and found a spot to watch.

The people on the stage competing were two monks in the early stage of foundation building. One was a tall man with a beard, and the other was a thin middle-aged man.

Although this big man is tall, the magical weapon he uses is a small flying sword, while the middle-aged man is holding a fan. The big man was the main attacker, and the middle-aged man was the main defender. The two of them went back and forth, and the fight was fierce.

Mo Tiange looked at it for a while, and she realized something. For example, the way the big man controls his flying sword is more like a hidden weapon. It flies silently, but it takes a long time of practice. As for the middle-aged man, his fan also had a mystery, and it could draw the man's spiritual energy, so he repeatedly avoided crises.

After watching attentively for a while, Mo Tiange was patted on the shoulder. He turned his head and said in surprise: "Brother Ye!"

The person standing next to her with a smile was not Ye Jingwen.

Ye Jingwen is now nearly sixty years old, so he looks a little older, less aggressive, but more calm.

Ten years ago, the two of them fought side by side, and after experiencing a life-and-death battle with several monks from the Ancient Sword Sect, their relationship was no longer as general as before. However, the two of them were accidentally injured by Jinghe Daojun. Mo Tiange was put into a warming pond by Jinghe Daojun because of his strong meridians, so he almost recovered in just a few days. Ye Jingwen's injury was more serious than hers, and it took him more than a year to heal. At that time, Mo Tiange was tormented by Jing and Daojun every day. The two met only a few times in a hurry, without even having time to greet each other. Later, they went into seclusion and did not see each other for five years.

Ye Jingwen looked at her with a smile, pointed to the back, and the two of them withdrew from the crowd and found a chair in the corner to sit down.

After the two sat down, Ye Jingwen smiled and said, "Tiange, long time no see."

"Yes, I just came out of seclusion yesterday."

Ye Jingwen's consciousness swept over her and he was surprised: "Have you reached the peak of the middle period?"

Mo Tiange nodded: "Luckily, this retreat went smoothly."

Ye Jingwen looked at her arrogant face and sighed: "I heard that your qualifications are actually very good. I didn't quite believe it, but now I have to believe it. When I met you, you were just a second-level Qi Refiner. Girl, I have built a foundation, and now you have surpassed me."

Over the past few years, Ye Jingwen's cultivation has also improved, but his improvement is not as obvious as that of Mo Tiange. He also spent some time on healing, and now he is still a little behind.

Mo Tiange shook his head and smiled: "Brother Ye, please don't laugh at me. I am here today only because of chance." If she hadn't met Zhong Muling by chance, she would still have a useless spiritual root. In the past ten years, I'm afraid she would still be building Are you wandering around in the early stages of foundation?

After she established the foundation back then, she didn't have the Hunyuan Kung Fu, and even the effectiveness of the Su Nu Jue was greatly reduced, and the spiritual energy she absorbed could hardly be retained in her body. Now that she has obtained the Hunyuan Cultivation Technique and practiced in the Void Heaven Realm, she knows how big the talent gap is between the useless spiritual roots and those single spiritual roots and foreign spiritual roots. If she could retain only 10% of her spiritual energy before, now she can retain 90%! This terrifying nine times made her realize that if she had not met Zhong Muling and had not obtained the Hunyuan Kung Fu, she might not be able to advance to the level of pill formation for the rest of her life.

Ye Jingwen naturally didn't know what she was feeling. Hearing her being so humble, he glanced at her and said, "I told you before that opportunity is also strength, so why deny it." After a pause, he asked, "Tiange, come here. Are you going to compete in the martial arts hall?"

"Well, I haven't done much since I established the foundation. I want to come and learn more from my fellow disciples and gain some fighting skills experience."

"That's not bad. Experience is more important than talent in fighting. A genius may not be good at fighting. If you are not good at fighting, if you practice more, your fighting skills will not be much weaker."

"So, Brother Ye often comes to the martial arts hall?" Mo Tiange asked with interest. I knew Ye Jingwen before, but I didn't have a close relationship with him, and I had never seen him fight. Later, I met him at Qianmen Ridge of Tianshan Mountain and fought side by side, and I realized that he was also a decisive and decisive person. It seemed that he was usually very interested in fighting.

Sure enough, Ye Jingwen nodded: "I come to the martial arts hall when I have free time on weekdays. For us sword cultivators, martial arts fighting is more important."

"I'm afraid every sword cultivator is aggressive, right?"

Ye Jingwen couldn't help but smile: "Yes, if you weren't fighting, you wouldn't have chosen to be a swordsman."

The two smiled at each other.

After sitting around for a while, Ye Jingwen said: "By the way, since you are here to compete, and I don't want to get into the ring right now, let's have a fight?"

"Okay!" Mo Tiange naturally wanted it. Ye Jingwen's combat power exceeded that of ordinary monks in the middle stage of foundation building, and he was very experienced. Of course, he was an excellent opponent.

The two of them got up together, went outside to find the deacon, got the house number, and entered the wing under the leadership of a deacon.

It is said to be a wing room, but in the end it is used for competitions. It is very spacious and is equivalent to a small arena. The two came on stage, and after being confirmed by the deacon, they started to greet each other.

Ye Jingwen is a sword cultivator. Sword cultivators focus on taking action. Once confirmed by the deacon, he will fly his sword and strike directly at Mo Tiange's face.

Mo Tiange stepped on the white silk handkerchief, deliberately not using it to defend against the enemy, and in an instant he passed by the flying sword. However, the sword cultivator's flying sword was filled with sword energy. This brush swept across her arm, making her arm ache.

When Ye Jingwen saw this, the flying sword immediately flew back, concentrating on the sword, and suddenly a white light condensed on the sword, surrounding him, and suddenly opened all the sword light towards her.

Mo Tiange had no choice but to retract and release the white silk handkerchief. The brick wall blocked the sword light. The flying shuttle took action, and the golden light flew up and covered Ye Jingwen.

The two of them fought back and forth for a while, until the deacon who was the witness clapped his hands and applauded, and then stopped.

After walking off the ring, the two took a short break.

Ye Jingwen saw Mo Tiange's face full of thoughts and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Mo Tiange replied: "I didn't want to use that magic weapon, but when faced with Brother Ye's sword energy, I don't know how to avoid it."

After she said this, Ye Jingwen laughed: "You are actually thinking about this. "

Mo Tiange was puzzled: "Is there any problem?"

This time, it was the deacon who was watching the battle who interrupted: "Uncle Mo, it is difficult to avoid the sword energy of the swordsman. This place is so small, so it is natural to use magic weapons or spells to block it. It is best if Uncle Mo has a magic weapon. Why do you want to block it?" avoid?"

Mo Tiange was startled, with a look of shame on his face: "I was wrong, I always thought everything would be safe."

Ye Jingwen said: "Tiange, you have a lot of experience in fighting, but you haven't corrected your mentality yet. You need to know that in fighting, even if you win a little, you still win. Just use whatever means you have."

"Yes, thank you Brother Ye for your advice." Although his cultivation has now surpassed that of Ye Jingwen, when it comes to fighting skills, Mo Tiange knew that he was still inferior to him, so he thanked him sincerely.

Ye Jingwen smiled: "If you have nothing to do recently, come to the martial arts hall often to compete with me. Let's learn from each other and make progress together."

Thanks to Yuyi for the pink ticket, Sasa and classmates from Shangxia5000 for the rewards. The last few chapters are transitional chapters, and we are about to enter the next plot~) Book friends, please pay attention!