The morning sun shines through the gaps of clouds and illuminates the entire Qionghua realm.

The sun shines on the lush Qionghua sacred tree, making the entire sacred tree painted with a layer of gold.

The jade-like leaves swayed slightly in the morning breeze, and a pleasant rustling sound rang out.

The voice is gentle and gentle, which makes people indulge in it.

"It's comfortable." Standing under the sacred tree, Mo Gu rarely showed an intoxicated look. He couldn't help but unscrew the gourd mouth and drank the cold wine in big mouthfuls.

The sparse sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves and scattered on Mo Gu.

"I drank early in the morning. Did you live like this before?" Nangong Hui came with a sword and landed beside Mo Gu.

Seeing the other party's behavior like an alcoholic, I couldn't help but frown.

Mo Gu laughed disapprovingly, "I've been used to it. I was wandering around at the beginning. If I hadn't been this wine, I might have died early."

Looking at Nangong Hui, Mo Gu hesitantly glanced at his gourd, and said politely with heartache: "Brother Nangong, do you want to come some?"

Nangong Hui looked at Mo Gu who was heartbroken but handed the gourd to him, and felt a little funny.

He rejected Mo Gu's kindness.

"No need, now you and I are already brothers, you should call me a senior brother." Nangong Hui was as serious as ever.

Mo Gu quickly took back the gourd, the pain on his face disappeared, and he grinned and said, "Don't be so arrogant. We have subdued demons and eliminated demons together. Is there anything you have to do?"

"..." Seeing Mo Gu directly changed the topic and did not mention the titles between the senior brothers at all, although Nangong Hui wanted to correct them.

But when he thought of Mo Gu's unrestrained and free personality, he felt a little troubled.

He no longer had this matter, and he immediately said, "I'm here to give you an identity nameplate. With this nameplate, you won't be too restricted when walking in Qionghua."

He handed out a jade token about the size of a two-finger.

Mo Gu took the jade token and put it into the gourd.

Seeing that Mo Gu had packed the jade plaque, Nangong Hui continued: "Considering that you may not be able to read, from now on, you will attend the school with the 25th generation of new disciples."

I had heard of Mo Gu’s experience for a long time, and Nangong Hui knew very well that Mo Gu would definitely not recognize a few words.

If you are illiterate, how can you learn the Qionghua School’s Dharma in the future?

Mo Gu was stunned for a moment, and he stared at his eyes in disbelief.

"I'm going to school?"

"This is what the master said himself. He doesn't want you to waste your talents." Nangong Hui nodded and said calmly, as if it was taken for granted.

"This..." Although Mo Gu felt a little resistant, he considered that he really didn't know much about the words of this world.

He still agreed, but he also made his own request, "Can I find a teacher to teach me alone? I don't want to go to school with a group of children."

Nangong Hui frowned slightly, although he wanted to say that you were just a fifteen-year-old boy.

Why do you speak so old-fashionedly?

Among the twenty-five generations of disciples, there are many who are similar to him or even older than him.

But he also needs to take care of Mo Gu's emotions.

Mo Gu is the 23rd generation disciple with him and goes to school with a group of 25th generation disciples. Mo Gu may be excluded.

After all, different generations are different, and there will be no benefit to being together except to increase embarrassment.

Taking this into consideration, Nangong Hui thought about it and made a decision directly: "Then I will teach you."

Although Mo Gu didn't want to look at Nangong Hui's serious face every day, he didn't want to study in school with others.

It's not his pretentiousness.

He also wants face. If a group of juniors were allowed to make a joke, how could he have been in the Qionghua School?

"Then I'll trouble you."

"Then come with me. I think with your ability, it will not be too difficult to read and write." Nangong Hui was very straightforward and neat.

After Mo Gu agreed, he took him to start teaching directly.

Although the text in this world is quite complicated, it is also square, so it is not very difficult for Mo Gu to learn.

If you guess and fool, you can still recognize more than a dozen words.

Time for study passes quickly, and the sun sets soon, and the afterglow of dusk also dyes the entire Qionghua realm a layer of red.

After a day of study, Mo Gu basically recognized all the words.

As for writing, he may need to work harder.

"Do you want to eat something together?" After the day of teaching, Nangong Hui looked calm as usual.

Mo Gu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and refused, "No, I'm used to drinking for dinner."

Nangong Hui himself was not a sociable person. After Mo Gu refused, he nodded slightly and left a sentence, "I'll leave first."

Then he left alone.

Mo Gu didn't care either, he didn't want to eat at all.

He was stunned to admire Chi Yun in the sky, and for some reason he suddenly felt relieved.

"Is it because he has been away for too long?"

...

In Funiu Mountain thousands of miles away.

The night darkened as time passed, and the sound of dog barking and flipping could occasionally be heard in the empty Woniu Village.

Although the people left, some domestic dogs and wild dogs in the village were not taken away.

These leftover animals kept flipping around every household, trying to find some food to wrap their stomachs.

Suddenly, the sound of flipping paused, and a low whine came from a yellow dog's mouth, as if it was under a huge threat.

The yellow dog's limbs trembled, his tail was curled upside down and huddled on his abdomen, and his black eyes looked out the window in horror.

At some point, a gust of black wind blew, and a huge black shadow gradually enveloped the entire Woniu Village.

“Huh?”

A deep sense of surprise sounded from the black shadow, and the black shadow suddenly shrank and condensed into a burly giant man in the grave.

The giant man was nearly two meters tall, wearing exquisite black armor, with a thick neck, a thick and wide shoulders like rocks, and his naked arms raised high on his ganged muscles.

The most eye-catching ones are the pair of curved horns above the giant man's head and the pair of eyes that are dripping blood.

This face does not look like a human at all, but more like a ferocious beast.

The giant man twitched his nose slightly, his scarlet eyes were puzzled, and he muttered in a low voice: "Where is my resentment?"

Without finding his resentment, he turned to look at Funiu Mountain.

The silent Funiu Mountain even the chirping of insects disappeared, as if they were hiding because of the appearance of the giant man.

The giant man stared at Funiu Mountain for a while, his face suddenly changed, and he cursed with ferociousness: "Damn it, who killed my pet?"

He cursed hatefully, and waved his hand like a giant palm fan forward fiercely.

An inexplicable gust of wind swept across like a raging poisonous dragon, and the graves in front of the giant man were instantly swept to the ground.

After venting the dissatisfaction in his heart, the giant man turned into a black shadow and left quickly.
Chapter completed!