"Just letting them go like that? Dad, didn't you ask me to come and see him talk to him? I haven't said enough..." Xiaolong was silent under the strong pressure of the old man surnamed Zhang and did not dare to speak at all.

But when the old man surnamed Zhang left, Xiaolong was a little reluctant. After all, it was the first time that he had been so much communication with people today.

And he felt that the human world seemed very magical and wanted to go and see it.

"Why don't you let them stay here for the night? I can't let them stay here for the night. Although I don't hate Mr. Zhang, this is the place for our Moqi tribe after all, and it doesn't welcome them. It's already very good to let him leave safely, so it's best to leave."

Xiaoyun seemed to have a little angry tone, and she was a little aggressive in her swaying, showing that she seemed to be really unwelcome, and she didn't look like a joke at all.

It’s a bit angry, because I know Mo Linfeng’s talent, and the old man surnamed Zhang is so lucky to meet such a monster apprentice.

The original intention of taking disciples was cut off, but Mo Linfeng was rekindled because of the appearance of Mo Linfeng. If he had not discovered such a monster talent, he would probably not have changed his original consciousness easily. After all, the stubbornness of the old man surnamed Zhang was also very twisted.

"Brother Yun, you went to the forbidden area to check that out, why did you come back so soon? Did something happen?"

Uncle Feng’s vision was so sharp that although Xiaoyun did not show it, he could still find clues.

The surface is indeed calm and there is no situation.

After so many years of life and death with Xiaoyun, he has long been very tacit understanding and can feel it even if he doesn't show it.

The more expressionless you are, the more important things happen.

Therefore, Uncle Feng would also ask so worriedly. After all, the existence of their Moqi clan has a mission and no problems arise, otherwise it will definitely endanger the safety of the mainland.

"The matter is indeed very serious. The two men strengthened the core formation twelve years ago. They have indeed been stable for so many years, but now they are a little unstable, earlier than last time..."

"No...no. No matter how you contact, you can't contact the two messengers. What should I do this time?"

Twelve years ago, Uncle Feng did challenge those two people because he didn't believe there would be such a young messenger, for fear that they would not have enough ability, and then he would be knocked away by the other party's skills with one move.

The visual effect produced by that move is as radiant and powerful as the move Mo Linfeng used, so it seems very terrifying.

The two people's prosperity and prosperity are actually completely different. Only those who are used for attacks and have deeper strength can do it, while Mo Linfeng is just a relatively elementary one.

The reason why Mo Linfeng is extremely talented and threatening is that it is because he has a lot of room for growth and prosperity every year.

"Your side continues to contact the messengers. I will bring a few tribe members into it. Relying on my own strength, I will first stabilize the formation..."

Uncle Feng nodded. Before contacting the messenger, this seemed to be the best way...

Xiaolong was confused and didn't understand, so he just couldn't bother to listen and had already run aside to do his own business.

...

Mo Linfeng quietly felt the feeling of the old man surnamed Zhang taking him to fly. It was very comfortable and relaxed. I haven't felt this way for a long time and I felt very enjoyable.

The flight time was very short, and I saw the outline of the town.

The overall layout is like a phoenix flying high, with a staggered layout, a neat and straight path, intertwined and extremely regular.

The houses scattered in groups of three or three, just right, form the sparks generated by waving their wings, and scatter. If they can really affect them, they will definitely look very beautiful.

This is the first time Mo Linfeng has overlooked the entire town from a high altitude. He used to feel that the layout of the town was irregular, but he didn't expect it to be so majestic.

When I can fly by myself in the future, I must fly into the air often. I didn’t expect this place to be so magical. I used to think that this town was like that, but I didn’t expect that its layout was so strange. Who did it come from?

I didn't expect that our family was at the top. It seemed that there were famous figures in small towns, and I didn't know where the teacher's residence was in the Phoenix.

Then the old man named Zhang paused slightly in the air and fell vertically towards the four or five rows of low houses at his neck.

As the distance continued to decrease, the buildings on the ground became clearer and clearer. The landing location happened to be the open space in the courtyard of the old man named Zhang. Not far away, there were the wood he had broken before, which was neatly placed in the corner.

When it was about to land on the ground, the old man named Zhang pushed Mo Linfeng away for a long distance. Since there was no resistance and he would not control his body, he fell directly to the ground like a missile.

On the other hand, Mo Linfeng fell to the ground very slowly and did not even stir up a trace of dust, which was completely different from Mo Linfeng's miserable state.

"What are you doing?"

Mo Linfeng's resentful voice shook the sky, looking very angry, obviously very dissatisfied with the behavior of the old man surnamed Zhang just now.

Anyone who is suffering from this situation will be dissatisfied. After all, when it was about to fall, he was forced to push down. Although he could not feel any pain, he was obviously a little unwilling to accept it.

"Hmph, your cultivation starts now, and I will teach you how to perceive attacks when you can freely control your body. Otherwise, you must stay in the practice room every day to feel the feeling of falling freely."

The old man surnamed Zhang was still as strict as ever, and did not give him any chance to regulate his breathing, so he immediately started practicing. After all, this is not a physically exhausting job, so he could do this naturally.

For perception practitioners, this high-intensity cultivation is conducive to the growth of perception, especially for the surge in Mo Linfeng, which continues to break through without storing unnecessary perception. This method is just right at this time.

Although Mo Linfeng didn't want to do it, he couldn't refute it. The old man surnamed Zhang was so powerful that he thought he was just a waste when he didn't understand it. After he got it, he felt that he really had the ability to teach himself.

And he rushed over to save him in times of danger. Even though he was reluctant, he had some changes in his attitude at this time.

The master leads the door to practice, and it depends on the individual. If you only think and think but not think and absorb the original method, you will never be able to become a strong person. A real strong person depends on your personal understanding. As long as you can master your own cultivation method, your progress can be described as rapid.

What Mo Linfeng lacks now is these abilities. Even if he knows that he is extremely talented, he must put in some sweat to grow.

"Then how can I control myself to fly..."

Mo Linfeng had no idea about manipulating his body. The old man surnamed Zhang didn't see clearly when he was manipulating it, and he didn't know how to do it at all.

"It's actually very simple. First, mobilize your own perception to expose it, form a small perceptual position around the body, and then feel your own control source..." said the old man surnamed Zhang in a plain tone.

"Although you are an insulator and the control source is not easy to feel, there are still some. Whether you can do it depends on your understanding..."

(End of this chapter)
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