"This is not a conflict. I can study the magic while doing research..."

Mo Ziming went up, patted the shoulder of the roller shutter, and said earnestly: "Rolling the curtain, listen to my advice. No matter what your research is, or even magic weapons, it is just external force after all.

There is a folk saying that if you have to be strong by yourself if you have to make a blacksmith.

The things you tinker with are not useless, but you can't put too much energy on it.

As a hobby, it’s okay, but if you focus on this and ignore your practice, you will definitely regret it in the future.”

Hearing this, Rolling the Curtain looked depressed: "Why do you speak the same to my master? He also said the same thing."

"That's right. In the future, I'll spend more time practicing. I'll just do these things when I have nothing to do."

"Okay~"

Gradually, the two became familiar with each other...

Half a month later, Sun Wukong was also released, but no one was willing to have a dormitory with him.

Because everyone thinks this guy is too violent, everyone sees it when he beats the giant spirit.

So, Sun Wukong lived in a dormitory alone, opposite the door of Mo Ziming and the roller shutter.

This guy was so silly that as soon as he arrived at the living area, he coaxed everyone and said, "From now and then, you all must remember this name..."

"I know, Sun Wukong."

Before Sun Wukong could roar, someone took the initiative to say something.

"Well, it seems you've remembered it."

Sun Wukong nodded with satisfaction.

In the evening, Mo Ziming came to Sun Wukong's dormitory.

Sun Wukong was lying on the bed, crossing his legs, not knowing what he was thinking.

"who?"

Hearing the movement, Sun Wukong turned his head and asked.

"It's me, Mo Ziming."

"Oh, I've seen you..." Sun Wukong sat up: "You also took action in the hall that day."

“That’s right…”

Mo Ziming smiled, secretly pinched a hand gesture, and set up a small restriction.

This ban is mainly to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on his conversation with Sun Wukong.

Unless Hua Ji personally monitors...

But this possibility is slim. Even if she is really listening, Mo Ziming should have some sense when he walks into the room.

After all, his level is not bad either.

"What's the matter with me?" Sun Wukong said with a puzzled look on his face.

He didn't come to make friends in heaven. He used to deliberately make high profile, just to arouse others' disgust, so that no one would harass him.

"It's nothing, just chat casually..."

“Not interested…”

Sun Wukong lay down again.

"Why, let's talk about... Huaguoshan?"

"What did you say?"

Sun Wukong suddenly turned up.

"Strange, why did you react so much when I mentioned Jaguaro Mountain?"

Mo Ziming pretended to be surprised.

"Who are you?"

Sun Wukong asked with a gloomy face.

"I am the same as you, all of this class of local disciples."

"Haha, I'm afraid you are not, you are from Heaven, right?"

Mo Ziming shook his head and then said, "Actually, I know who you are, and what you are doing at Tianji..."

"Haha, do you want to mess with me?"

Sun Wukong smiled coldly.

"There is no need to be a trap, I know your origin. However, the Heavenly Lord is now doubting your identity.

If you don’t want the tragedy that happened three hundred years ago to repeat, then listen to my advice and don’t be impulsive first…”

"Well? Who are you? Who are you?"

Sun Wukong was a little out of control.

After all, what Mo Ziming said touched his thoughts and secrets.

"I said, I am like you, both a disciple of the Earth Department. But if you have to believe me, I am helping you."

"Why are you helping me? What's your purpose? Or, what's the benefit for you?"

Mo Ziming smiled: "My purpose is the same as yours, that is..."

Speaking of this, Mo Ziming subconsciously looked at the window, raised his hand and pointed to the sky: "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, you know what I mean."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong's eyes rolled: "So, you were also plagued by?"

"That's right!"

Mo Ziming nodded calmly.

This is indeed a fact, and he was indeed involved.

"Okay, then you tell me, what should I do now?"

"Practice well first. There are many ways to cultivate immortals in Tianji School. You should work hard to improve your realm first.

Moreover, it is unlikely that the two of us will succeed, we still need help..."

Sun Wukong was a little dissatisfied and was about to speak, Mo Ziming waved his hand: "No matter how strong your immortal power is, you can't beat that person.

At least not possible now.

You have suffered a crushing defeat once and have been waiting for three hundred years. Why bother to be in a hurry?

If you lose again this time, you will probably be doomed.

Don't let your master down…”

"You... do you still know my master?"

Mo Ziming smiled profoundly: "That's right, the reason why your master turned you into a human form is to protect you.

From now on, you need to be more low-key.

That woman is just suspicious of you at the moment and cannot be completely sure yet.

For you, this is an opportunity to buy time, and once you are fully exposed, the woman will likely take the lead..."

After some exchange, Sun Wukong finally got his head out and agreed to stay dormant for the time being and wait for the opportunity.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop.

Let’s talk about the giant spirit being beaten and I’ve been dissatisfied.

On this day, I brought a helper to challenge Sun Wukong.

The helper he found was named Nezha, known as the Third Prince, and is also a disciple of the Heavenly Sect and has an extraordinary family background.

If you want to talk about Nezha, it is much more powerful than the giant spirit.

This guy has a nickname since he was a child: Devil's boy.

He is violent, irritable, ruthless, and extremely conceited. He cannot tolerate others saying that he is not good at all, otherwise he will be very impressed.

"Sun Wukong, get out of here!"

As soon as he arrived in the yard, Ju Ling shouted loudly.

This sound suddenly alarmed all the disciples of the Earth Division and walked out to watch.

Although Sun Wukong promised Mo Ziming to be more low-key and minimize the possibility of exposing his identity.

However, if someone comes to challenge him, he will not be able to not face the challenge.

Even Yang Jian and Tian Peng dared to offend him, let alone the disciples of Tianji School.

In fact, Yang Jian and Tianpeng are also disciples of Tianji School, but they have been practicing for thousands of years, so how can they be compared with ordinary disciples?

"Which turtle howls here?"
To be continued...