Some things are better left unsaid. Once they are made clear, Luo Jianqing remembers many incredible things.
The first strange thing is why Mo Qiu never returned to the Mo family? Luo Jianqing used to think that the Mo family hoped that Mo Qiu would return and marry a daughter of the Mo family's direct lineage, but Mo Qiu never agreed, so he deliberately distanced himself from the Mo family.
But now Mo Qiu has reached the level of half-step fusion at such a young age. If the Mo family doesn't treat him like a treasure, why would they force him?
Because of his third apprentice sister's incident, Luo Jianqing had always disliked people from aristocratic families. After Wei Qiongyin's parents died, her uncle and aunt quickly seized the resources that belonged to her parents, forcing her to leave the Wei family and come to Taihua Mountain to become a disciple and practice.
However, no matter how much Luo Jianqing dislikes people from aristocratic families, it does not mean that he does not understand such a simple truth.
Apart from this, what surprised Luo Jianqing the most was the scene when Mo Qiu fell.
No matter how nervous and grief-stricken Luo Jianqing was, he couldn't possibly be mistaken about whether someone was dead or not. When he carried Mo Qiu out of the Wind God Sea, he was certain that Mo Qiu was no longer breathing. But just a quarter of an hour later, Mo Qiu miraculously woke up, and finally turned into a thousand-foot-long red light, disappearing into the horizon!
This is totally unreasonable!
Where in the world is there a monk who leaves no trace after death, but instead turns into light and flies into the sky?
Luo Jianqing had never heard of such a strange thing, but he had been immersed in the sadness of Mo Qiu's departure these days and didn't pay attention to this issue for a while. Now that he thought about it, the whole thing was full of weirdness.
Luo Jianqing stared in shock at the enraged Mo Clan patriarch before him, swallowing uncontrollably. He didn't know how the words came out, only to hear himself say, "Mo Qiu... indeed, he fell before my eyes. To save me, Mo Qiu single-handedly held off Jin Li, the Lord of the First Sea in the Demon Realm. He and I were close friends, and with his strength, why would I fabricate an identity to make him a member of your Mo Clan? You said Mo Qiu arrived at your Mo Clan half a month ago, but I don't understand what you mean."
The Mohist patriarch sneered, his wrinkled face filled with anger at the deception. He gently raised his left hand, and Luo Jianqing saw a tall, thin man walking towards him from the crowd.
The man had a delicate appearance, but was so thin that he was practically skin and bones. Because he was so thin, his originally beautiful features looked somewhat ordinary. When he saw Luo Jianqing, he looked at him cautiously, not even daring to breathe.
This was just an ordinary cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. Luo Jianqing glanced at him and then casually turned his eyes away.
Unexpectedly, the Mo family ancestor snorted lightly, suppressed his anger, and said: "He is Mo Qiu!"
Luo Jianqing's eyes widened: "!"
Almost subconsciously, Luo Jianqing retorted, "How is that possible! If he's Mo Qiu, then who is the person I know? Seventeen years ago, I met Mo Qiu outside of Liuyan Valley, and he told me at the time that he was Mo Qiu of the Mo Clan. Back then, the Third Young Master Mo also told me that there was indeed a Mo Qiu in your Mo Clan, and he even admitted it to me." After a brief pause, Luo Jianqing turned around and continued, "Back in Taihua Mountain, you Mo family members kept chasing Mo Qiu, wanting him to return to the Mo Clan. How come you've found another Mo Qiu now?"
Upon hearing this, the Mohist ancestor became even more furious: "You Taihua Mountain, have you bullied my Mo family to this extent? It was you Taihua Mountain people who kept saying that it was my Mo family's Mo Qiu, so we didn't doubt it at all. For the past ten years, my Mo family has become a laughing stock of the world, and yet you are still so aggressive!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Mo family ancestor looked at Luo Jianqing in exasperation. He stomped his right foot on the ground, instantly stirring up a wave of power.
Upon seeing this, Venerable Guanglingzi's face darkened immediately, and he was about to step forward to stop him. However, before he could even make a move, he saw Qi Luo, who was standing closer, suddenly narrow his eyes, and with a flash of black light in his hand, he blocked the powerful force rushing towards Luo Jianqing.
Venerable Guanglingzi stepped forward and said, "Mojia, there must be a misunderstanding. But if you dare to attack our Taihua Mountain disciples in front of me, then I, Guanglingzi, must let you know that Taihua Mountain is not to be trifled with!"
Mohist Patriarch: "You!"
The meeting ended unpleasantly.
The four major sects and the other seven great families viewed this matter with a completely enjoyable attitude. Seeing that the matter was temporarily suppressed, many people shook their heads regretfully and left.
Among the crowd, Yan Su, the eldest disciple of the Broken Soul Sect, was the happiest. When he heard about Mo Qiu's death, joy could not be stopped and he couldn't help but laugh as he was about to leave.
"ah!"
As soon as Yan Su laughed, his mouth was severed by a flash of knife! His bloody lips fell to the ground. Yan Su was in so much pain that tears and snot streamed down his face. The elders of the Broken Soul Sect looked at the instigator angrily and cursed, "Qin Guihe! What do you mean by this? How dare you hurt someone? Do you think the Demonic Dao Palace wants to be an enemy of our Broken Soul Sect?"
"Do you think I'm afraid of you?" The beautiful left protector in white took a step forward, a large knife suddenly appeared in his hand, and glared at Yan Su: "Just because your competitor has fallen, you are so complacent, thinking that there is one less person weighing on your head. A villain like you will never become a truly powerful person in this life. Get out of here!"
The Soul-Breaking Sect's members wanted to attack again, but Qin Guihe's eyes were red at this moment, and he seemed to be going crazy in the next second. Seeing such a crazy Qin Guihe, the Soul-Breaking Sect's members had no choice but to swallow their anger and took Yan Su, whose lip was cut, back for treatment.
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