Chapter 11 Farewell

"Hi! Xiaoran. Where have you been going for such a long time? Why are your clothes ragged?"

"It's okay, I went out."

"Hey, Xiaoran, it's been a long time since we met."

"Uncle, is that okay? I went out."

Mo Ran finally returned to the village, and the villagers greeted him friendly when they saw Mo Ran.

"Oh, Xiaoran, I didn't tell the aunt when I went out. I've been leaving for so long. I thought something had happened to you?" When I was about to get home, Aunt Chen waved to Moran from afar and shouted happily.

"Uh, it's nothing. I went out last time." Mo Ran didn't know how to answer Aunt Chen's enthusiastic inquiry. Do you have to tell her that she had been practicing in a small valley for three months? Of course not, but it's really difficult to say it if you don't say that. So Mo Ran could only agree vaguely.

Seeing him whispering, it seemed like he was inconspicuous. Aunt Chen did not continue to ask, but walked to Mo Ran, patted Mo Ran's torn clothes and said, "Look at yourself, oh, why is it so dirty? Come and go into the house to wash. Haven't eaten yet, come and go into the house quickly.

Looking at Aunt Chen's enthusiastic expression, Mo Ran was very moved. In the village, Aunt Chen was definitely the first one.

Unable to refuse Aunt Chen's enthusiasm, he followed Aunt Chen into the house.

"Huh? Auntie, where is Uncle Chen?" Mo Ran asked strangely when he found that there was no one on the c-flower in the room.

After asking, Mo Ran obviously felt Aunt Chen's body trembling. At this time, Aunt Chen said with a choking and said, "Two months ago, your Uncle Chen fell ill. The doctor in the village could not cure it and died." After saying that, Aunt Chen cried out in a hush.

Hearing this, Mo Ran also looked dark, "I'm sorry, aunt." Mo Ran said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, your uncle's illness has not been there for a day or two. I know that sooner or later there will be such a day. It's better to die, so you can suffer less." After wiping your tears, Aunt Chen sighed. Let's not talk about this, let's have a meal first.

"Okay, auntie, I'll go home and change my clothes first. You eat first."

After having dinner at Mrs. Chen's house, it was already dark. Mo Ran returned home and walked into the room where Mr. Fang had lived before. After looking at it for a while, sighed, and then returned to his house.

Sitting cross-legged on the Chuang, meditated for a while, I felt that I could not calm down, so I stopped practicing and lay on the Chuang, thinking about what happened in the past few months, Mo Ran felt like a dream. Now that he is at the level of a congenital warrior, he has become a martial arts practitioner, how can he go in the future?

After making up for the clarification, Mo Ran felt very confused about the unknown future. He must continue to practice. There is no doubt that the internal energy of the riot in his body cannot be well controlled. If one day he runs out of control and is unbearable, the pain will not be tolerated, and once it is supported by it and dies, it will be no more than the loss. After all, it is impossible to have the "Bi Luo Tianquan" helping him offset the energy of the riot like last time.

"I hope I will see you again in my lifetime." Thinking of Mr. Fang's words before leaving, Mo Ran always felt that there was something unspeakable. Moreover, the expression on Mr. Fang's face when he left was full of helplessness and regret.

Why did Mr. Fang look like he had high hopes for Mo Ran, and then was very disappointed. Is there something special about him? He was able to live with him for eight years? This is obviously abnormal. A master like him should have his own things to do. How could he live in seclusion in this small mountain village with a child?

He was almost eaten by a tiger when he went up the mountain to chop firewood. He finally left the tiger's mouth and was beaten down the mountain. He almost died and survived and then received an adventure. He obtained the Brahma Art. His strength increased greatly and he had become a powerful man at the level of innate warriors.

"Who is that phantom? Why do you want to help me?" Thinking of the phantom, Mo Ran sat up suddenly, his eyes full of shock. He didn't notice it before. Looking back now, when he first entered the valley, the internal energy on his body was rioted by the influence of the Brahma Art. But at that time, the phantom just waved his hand and easily suppressed the rioting internal energy in his body. The rioting internal energy also appeared later. However, at that time, Mo Ran used the power of "Bi Luo Tianquan" for five days before he could barely suppress it. What is the strength of that phantom? Martial Madman? Or Martial Saint? Although he was not sure what level the phantom was, he must not be lower.

That night, Mo Ran thought a lot and fell asleep very late.

I haven't slept so well for a long time. For three months, Mo Ran has been practicing tirelessly and has never slept well. Just when Mo Ran was sleeping soundly, there was a noise outside the house.

"It seems something happened?" Hearing the noise outside the house, Mo Ran got out of bed and put on his clothes, preparing to go out for a look.

Walking out of the yard, Mo Ran found that there were many villagers gathered in the village, as if they were talking about something. Out of curiosity, Mo Ran walked towards the villagers.

When Mo Ran approached, he saw Uncle Liu, a hunter in the village, surrounded by many villagers, with blood on his body, and spitting out something.

"It's really dangerous."

"Yes, I was so scared that I couldn't walk. If it weren't for Miss Mo's family, I wouldn't have come back."

"Auntie Chen, what happened?" When he turned around, he found that Auntie Chen was also standing there. Mo Ran hurriedly came over and asked.

"Oh, it's Xiaoran. When your Uncle Liu went out to hunt this morning, he met a black bear that ran out of nowhere and was almost eaten. He said that at a critical moment, a little girl suddenly appeared and defeated the black bear and rescued your Uncle Liu from the black bear's mouth." Hearing Mo Ran's words, Aunt Chen immediately replied.

"Little girl?" murmured in a low voice.

At this time, Uncle Liu seemed to hear Mo Ran's whisper and said, "Yes, he is the lady of the Mo family living on the mountain. Mo Yuting. A few years ago, I went to the Mo family and met Miss Mo. The Mo family is a big family. Most of the grain grown in our village was purchased by the Mo family. At that time, Miss Mo was just a child about ten years old."

"You said he saved you?" asked a villager next to him.

"Yes, just when I was almost caught up by the black bear, Miss Mo suddenly appeared in front of me and beat the black bear away with three punches and two kicks." Uncle Liu said with a sarcastic look.

"How old is she? Can a child be so powerful?" asked another villager.

Uncle Liu replied: "She? I think she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, not much older than Xiaoran."

A villager asked, "Can a fifteen-year-old child be so powerful? He is still a girl. Aren't you bragging?"

"Haha~" There was a burst of laughter around.

"Tsk~, what do you know? The Mo family has become a martial arts for generations. It is the eight major families of our Feiyun Empire. Since Miss Mo is the Miss Mo family, of course she can be trained by her family. Moreover, I also heard that Miss Mo was admitted to the Wushu Academy of the Empire last year, and she was very outstanding."

"Shangwu Academy!"

When Mo Ran heard these four words, he felt very familiar. He recalled it and remembered that Mr. Fang had told him before that there was a martial arts academy in Feiyun Empire that specialized in geniuses who could cultivate internal energy and cultivate it. It was like Mo Ran's school in his previous life, but what he taught here was not mathematics, Chinese, but martial arts and mental methods.

Mo Ran suddenly felt a sudden enlightenment: "Yes, why didn't you think about it? If you want to improve your strength, Shangwu Academy is the best place." Since it is called the academy, there will definitely be teachers to guide you, so that your strength will be very fast, at least much faster than yourself in practice. Moreover, the martial arts he knows are only thunder in the palm of his head, so you will definitely learn more.

Mo Ran was thinking excitedly, and suddenly felt someone touching him, "Xiaoran~, Xiaoran~~, what's wrong with you?" When he looked back, it turned out to be Aunt Chen.

"Xiaoran, are you okay?" asked Aunt Chen.

Mo Ran shook his head: "It's okay... Auntie, do you know where that Shangwu Academy is?"

Aunt Chen shook her head. At this time, Uncle Liu next to her spoke: "I know, in the imperial capital. I heard that when I entered the city, Shangwu Academy recruits new students in various towns within the empire every year."

"Imperial Capital? Is it a person collected every year?"

"Yes, Xiaoran, if you can enter Shangwu Academy, it will be considered as winning honor for our village. Haha, it is said that those who can graduate from Shangwu Academy are not ordinary people. They are all geniuses that every family and forces compete to recruit. However, it is not easy to enter Shangwu Academy, and you must be able to cultivate your internal energy."

The crowd dispersed, and only Mo Ran and Aunt Chen were left in the center of the venue.

"What? Xiaoran, you want to go."

"Yeah. I want to go and have a look."

"Oh." Aunt Chen didn't continue talking and went home.

Three days later, Mo Ran stood at the entrance of the village, and in front of him was the neighbors who had lived with him for eight years. Looking at these familiar faces, Mo Ran's calm mood fluctuated slightly.

At this time, Aunt Chen walked to Mo Ran and said with tears in her eyes: "Xiao Ran, are you really going to leave?"

"Yeah." Mo Ran replied.

"Boss, remember to come back to see us." The big bull reluctantly pulled Mo Ran's arm and whimpered, and the little girl Yaya stood beside her and cried in silence.

"Big Niu, Yaya, help me take good care of Aunt Chen, and you guys take care of yourself."

"Be careful on the road, come back if you don't work. As long as the aunt is alive for one day, you will have a home." Although there is no gorgeous and vivid language, Aunt Chen's words still deeply moved Mo Ran.

"Auntie, don't worry, I will come back to see you in the future. Take care of you." After saying that, Mo Ran waved his hand at the villagers in front of him: "Take care of you everyone."

After saying that, he held back the tears that were about to fall, turned around and walked out of the village without hesitation.

"Xiao Ran, goodbye."

"Xiaoran, come on."

"Xiaoran, take care of yourself."

Behind me were the kind voices of care and encouragement.
Chapter completed!