The next day, Yu Mo couldn't stop thinking about the identity of the mysterious cultivator.

However, in the end, he was at a loss. At noon, he received a call from Zhujie.

Zhu Jie excitedly described Xu Fei's experience to him. Zhujie knew very well that Yu Mo must have done all this.

He couldn't help admiring it. It was no easy task to hang a large living person on the roof silently in the middle of the night.

"Hey, Brother Mo, that Xu Fei will definitely stop now. I'm afraid he's already scared." Zhu Jie said happily.

"Evil will be rewarded, it's all his own fault." Yu Mo said lightly.

"Yes, Brother Mo is really a good trick." Zhu Jie hurriedly agreed, paused, and said worriedly: "It's just that District Chief Xu will be angry with you for his son's sake?"

"Isn't he an honest official? Naturally, he will distinguish right from wrong."

"This..." Zhu Jie hesitated for a while, and said, "People are unpredictable, this may not be true."

"The soldiers will block, the water will cover, I have no control in his hands, what can he do to me?" Yu Mo shook his head, not caring at all.

At this moment, he cared more about the mysterious practitioner.

He never imagined that the mysterious practitioner and District Chief Xu were the same. After the two sides parted ways, it was like a drop of water melted into the sea, and it was difficult to find each other again.

After school, Tang Jing rushed over in a single step, staring at Yu Mo with a pair of eyes.

Ye Qianqian also turned his head and stared at him firmly.

Yu Mo looked at the two of them blankly and asked, "Why are you looking at me so strangely?"

Tang Jing asked anxiously, "Brother Mo, you have forgotten a lot, you won't forget it, right?"

Yu Mo was confused, Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes and said, "He just forgot, huh, and he said that he taught martial arts, it seems that he is fooling people."

Ye Qianqian felt sad in her heart, she knew very well that many people in the arena cherished themselves and would not easily teach others martial arts.

Yu Mo agreed to them so easily, but it was not very convincing.

Tang Jing looked disappointed, and said in despair, "That's it, I thought I had a chance to become a martial arts master."

Yu Mo suddenly realized that the two of them were doing this. He couldn't help laughing and said, "You just don't believe me?"

Tang Jing was thoughtful and asked expectantly, "Brother Mo, do you really want to teach us martial arts?"

"Of course, since I promised you, of course I have to fulfill my promise." Yu Mo swore that he had already cheated the corresponding martial arts from the mouth of the devil.

Tang Jing was ecstatic, Ye Qianqian was skeptical, but he couldn't hide the joy on his brows.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's get started." Tang Jing urged impatiently.

After a while, the three came to the grove outside the school. After Liu Ang dropped out of school, the grove became quiet and almost no one came.

"What kind of martial arts do you want to teach us? Not the three-legged cat's kung fu." Ye Qianqian said suspiciously.

Yu Mo didn't take it seriously, and said lightly, "If you don't want to learn, I won't force it."

Ye Qianqian snorted and said, "I just want to learn and identify the authenticity."

Yu Mo coughed dryly and said in a serious tone, "Martial arts are about teaching students according to their aptitude. You two have different personalities and different physical abilities. Naturally, you can't practice the same martial arts, and your progress will be very slow."

This is the rhetoric of Tianmosheng, and he copied it all.

"Wait a minute." Ye Qianqian interrupted, staring at Yu Mo like a monster, and said, "You said you want to teach us different martial arts?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

Ye Qianqian slapped his mouth, unable to describe his complicated feelings.

You must know that there are not many martial arts in each sect in Jianghu. Many sects even have only one kind of martial arts.

Where did Yu Mo find two completely different sets of martial arts that were suitable for the two of them, it was simply tailor-made.

Ye Qianqian was skeptical and said, "Is martial arts like Chinese cabbage? So cheap?"

Yu Mo smiled and said, "If you don't want to learn, you don't have to."

"Who said I didn't learn." Ye Qianqian hurriedly denied: "Let's teach, I want to see what kind of martial arts you can teach."

Tang Jing's eyes also lit up, and when he saw Yu Mo looking at him, he was shocked and stood up straight.

"Tang Jing, I will teach you first."

"Yes, Brother Mo, I'm ready." Tang Jing's legs trembled as if he was about to enter the battlefield.

Yu Mo laughed dumbly: "Take it easy, don't be so serious and nervous. I will teach you a set of swordsmanship, which is called Lingyin Sword."

Tang Jing's eyes lit up and exclaimed: "Lingyin Sword, this name sounds very powerful, Brother Mo, tell me quickly."

Yu Mo took off a branch next to it, waved it a few times, and said, "This is the sword, look at it."

Yu Mo's movements are very slow, but the connection between each movement is perfect and smooth, which is pleasing to the eye.

Tang Jing was a rookie, just instinctively excited. After all, Ye Qianqian had a deep family background, and at a glance, he could see the extraordinaryness of this sword technique.

This is not a flower fist and embroidering the legs. Once the practice is successful, it will definitely show great power.

Immediately, she put away her originally underestimated heart, and was full of expectations for the martial arts that Yu Mo was about to teach her.

After completing a set of swordsmanship exercises, Tang Jing was still immersed in the exquisite swordsmanship, unable to extricate himself.

After a long while, he jumped up like he had just woken up from a dream and cheered: "Damn, he's so handsome. Should I just follow along? But I'm too stupid, I only remember the beginning."

"It's okay, let's learn the most basic moves first." Yu Mo simply performed a few moves, and Tang Jing learned it in a proper manner.

"It's my turn." Ye Qianqian couldn't hold back his excitement and said impatiently.

Yu Mo looked at her with a half-smile, and asked, "Do you really want to learn?"

"Of course! Don't linger."

"I passed your martial arts as Feihuashou."

"Flying Flower Hand? What do you mean?"

"You will naturally know when the time comes." Yu Mo said mysteriously.

"Then demonstrate, I'll see the effect." Ye Qianqian said.

"There's no way to demonstrate, because I haven't practiced the Flying Flower Hand." Yu Mo said with his hands spread out.

Ye Qianqian flattened his mouth and said, "Why can Lingyin Sword be able to demonstrate, but Feihua Hand can't?"

"The two martial arts are completely different. Feihuashou must cooperate with the corresponding mental techniques. Lingyin sword only needs to move." Yu Mo explained.

Ye Qianqian was helpless.

Yu Mo took out a workbook, threw it to Ye Qianqian, and said, "The cultivation methods of Feihuashou are all above, think about it yourself."

Ye Qianqian hurriedly caught the workbook, with a strange expression on his face, and said, "The martial arts in the workbook?"

"Yeah, I didn't find any other notebooks, so I naturally recorded them in the workbook."

Ye Qianqian rolled his eyes and said, "You are cruel."

She has never seen others treat martial arts so casually. Everyone carefully records all kinds of martial arts, which is not like he directly uses the author's book.

I'm afraid this is unprecedented.

Ye Qianqian casually opened the workbook, glanced at it, and was immediately deeply attracted.