The reason why Mo Li frowned was very simple.

He was really worried. He was worried that this vast world of cultivation cares so much whether the cultivator himself was a genius? Or, the truth about cultivation is: if he is not a genius, he cannot practice to succeed?!

According to this rule, if you do not show your talent, will you not have good results in your practice in the future?

Hiss, I heard these old men, oh no, it’s the old practitioners’ sayings, it seems like this!

Combining the novels and comics he read before, isn’t the protagonist’s story always the same? Speaking of which, the protagonist may be an ordinary boy, but in fact he has become the son of God many years ago, beating some cannon fodder; saying it is ordinary, but when he goes out, he will be an adventure, beating some cannon fodder, saying it is... Anyway, there are so many!

So is reality really so realistic?!

The more Mo Li thought about it, the sadder he became. He held a pitiful piece of stone in his eyes and with a sad face.

In fact, looking around, it was full of strange shapes and all kinds of strange shapes. The despair quickly passed away, and Mo Li quickly regained his curiosity.

There are two strange things about him: First, a large number of people look quack and don't move. Even if they move, their feet are very squinting, which is obvious that these people are quite steady; the other is that almost everyone doesn't care much about the stage, and everyone is gathering in small circles and does not form large circles. And they almost keep talking about those people.

Compared to the sound on the stage, it is naturally more attractive to the ears.

Like a shadow, the sound of the silence of the people below came into his ears.

"When it comes to geniuses today, they are somewhat unworthy of their reputation. I think they are all hyped up, making them look like the entertainment industry..." said one person.

"Yes, it's not like the ones we used to be like... Cai Lida from Qingliu Sect, who was a genius back then, but unfortunately he became a martyr!" The man said, and his tone was not as regretful.

"But I heard a little bit of news..." One person stopped and looked around with his eyes.

"Don't hesitate." The other man urged him with curiosity.

Jiang Anzhi had been paying attention to whether the three people were dispersed by the crowd, but as soon as these words came out, her movements paused for a moment, and her smiley expression also solidified on her face.

The two continued to talk.

"Oh, I heard... I said it, I guess you have said this too. He has been a mediocre since he was a child and was suppressed by several brothers of the Cai family every day... Even the younger brother Cai Qian he picked up was better than him, saying that he was very stupid and seeking fame..." Each of them looked disdainful.

"Hell, don't say it! I really heard that... But the college recognizes that he is a genius?" said one person.

"Tsk! We will really give the college face when we come to the college to attend the college's rally... If it weren't for the ten old men and righteous people back then, those of them would be able to suppress them now!" One person became even more disdainful.

The two probably felt that they were too explicit, so they paused for a second after they finished speaking, and one of them was coughing to cover up.

Then one of them whispered: "Stop talking about someone watching us..."

"What, can you still beat me?" The man was stubborn.

Despite saying this, the two of them still stopped and glanced at this side quietly.

The direction they are talking about is from Yi Ruchang.

The one who knew about it was Jiang Anzhi who had been paying attention to the frequent changes before they said "Ten Olds".

At this time, Jiang Anzhi turned his head slightly and pushed his glasses to hide her unfair face.

Under Yi Ruchang's bangs, the eyes that were always calm and even joking and smooth were changed in an instant just now, and their emotions were so strong that they could almost drip, as if they were oppressing something to prevent themselves from being released.

The calmer the center of the vortex, like a tornado, looks, the more quietly it is brewing an immeasurable disaster.

It's just because of the name they mentioned. Cai Lida.

Mo Li was only watching the scenery, after all, this was his first time to come to Qingcheng Mountain. Although there were many people, he could still feel the beautiful scenery in the mountains. He only felt that the quietness next to his ears was strange, and turned his head to see Yi Ruchang's expression for the first time.

He almost felt his eyes were broken.

This is the few times he saw murderous aura in Mr. Yi's eyes.

Even Mo Li couldn't help swallowing.

Ning was still heartless. She yawned and touched her casually. She took out a handful of peanuts that she had dug in somewhere, carrying mud. She peeled her left hand and ate with her right hand, and was so happy.

Oh, it’s still a foodie who is happy.

Jiang Anzhi patted Mo Li on the shoulder and said, "Sorry", then pushed Mo Li away a little, and came to Yi Ruchang himself.

Sure enough, Yi Ruchang was about to walk towards the two of them.

Jiang Anzhi took the opportunity to whisper and shouted to him in a low voice: "As usual!"

“…”

It is natural to ignore it if it is easy and normal.

Seeing something wrong with him, Jiang Anzhi immediately understood what he meant and pretended to be careless and pulled Yi Ruchang: "Hey Ruchang, what are you looking at? You're so trance. Let's go first."

“…”

Although he still didn't answer, Yi Ruchang had already raised his head.

Yi Ruchang himself seemed to notice that his body had almost made preparations to go to that direction, so he hurriedly withdrew his eyes and movements, lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief: "No, nothing."

"Don't think about it, let's go first." Jiang Anzhi pulled his arm again, and at this time, he had already brought her dignified and steady smile.

The two seemed to notice something, looked at each other, and left.

But Xiao Moli was distracted the moment he was pushed away by Jiang Anzhi just now and didn't stand firm. Just now, he didn't know what the crowd around him noticed, and what was the focus of him, so he rushed over again.

Really, monks are like ordinary humans, and they are more likely to follow the crowds in places where people gather! It made Mo Li squeezed to the other side by the crowd, and he couldn't help it. Even if he wanted to come back against the current, he could not do so for the time being.

It was raining all night, and he stepped on someone's feet.

"This..." No, this is the foot of a monk, not the foot of an ordinary person! Will the other party treat him like Huo Wei before? Mo Li scratched his head, and he could even imagine the sharp expression of the other party that he wanted to speak badly to him. He could only sigh and raise his head.

"I'm sorry," Mo Li apologized first according to the rules.

The man was strange. He looked like a middle-aged man, and his eyebrows were also standing up. He looked very strict at first glance. But it was strange. He seemed to be stunned for two seconds before turning his head and replied without emotion: "It's okay." Then he continued to be taken to another direction by the abortion.

Mo Li couldn't help but tremble when he was so excited by this expressionless expression and the lack of emotion in his tone.

Based on what he had questions just now, there were still many such situations on the scene, and his goosebumps quickly crawled over his arms.

I thought in a panic: What's going on...
Chapter completed!