My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Thank you, senior, for your teachings. I have benefited a lot from this sword attack just now, and suddenly I have some insights. I would like to ask senior for some more advice." Gu Fenghua said gratefully.

Ah, are you coming again? Mo Qingqiu's smile suddenly froze.

"Junior's sword skill is called the Eight Swords of Guiyuan. Every time you advance to a higher level, you can learn new sword styles. Because you were promoted to Emperor Saint yesterday, you haven't had time to practice the subsequent sword skills. Just now you shot with all your strength, and suddenly something happened to this junior. Mingwu, I want to take this opportunity to understand it, and ask senior to help me." Gu Fenghua explained.

After being promoted to Emperor Saint, it was time for her to understand one of the Eight Swords of Guiyuan to cut off the great wilderness. According to past experience, the cultivation level that has just been promoted is not very stable, and it will take a lot of time to master the new sword skills. However, fighting against a top powerhouse like Mo Qingqiu is a god-given opportunity to consolidate the cultivation level and master the sword skills. She Of course I don’t want to miss it.

"Yes, yes, yes, I also have some insights into the Nine Heavens Magic Thunder. Maybe I can advance to another level. Please make it happen, sir." Luo Enen said excitedly.

"Senior, please do it." Fatty Bai and Ye Wuse also looked forward to it and looked extremely excited.

After their cultivation has been promoted to the ninth level of Tiansheng, they also need to consolidate their cultivation. Fighting against strong men like Mo Qingqiu can bring out their greater potential, which will certainly be of great benefit to them in consolidating their cultivation.

Not only them, but also Qin Haofang and others' eyes were full of expectations. They themselves did not have the courage to fight against Lord Jun, but when they watched Gu Fenghua and others take action, they also realized a lot. For them, such an opportunity was also rare.

This time, Mo Qingqiu could no longer laugh.

Just now he had the courage to take the joint sword blow from Gu Fenghua and others. He was actually seriously injured. If he didn't want to be embarrassed, he would have spurted out a mouthful of old blood. Although the injury was temporarily suppressed and it wouldn't be a big deal after some cultivation, the sea of ​​​​qi meridian was broken, and the pain in the chest and abdomen was still painful. The severe pain was transmitted to the mind, and it was like a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Even he himself couldn't remember exactly how many years it had been since he had experienced such pain.

Come back, does he still want this old life?

"How about we discuss cooking skills. Barbecuing is also fine. By the way, Wu Color, what's the name of your book, "What are you asking for support?" Mo Qingqiu remained silent for a long time under the expectant gaze of everyone, and finally Said slowly.

After much deliberation, he still felt that it would be safer to help the white fat man cut vegetables or help Gu Fenghua light the fire, even if he and Ye Wuse asked for support...

But fortunately, he didn't have to chop vegetables or light a fire, let alone accompany Ye Wuse to beg for support. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard noisy footsteps coming from outside.

"Disciples from all sects have arrived, Master, why don't we go take a look first?" Qing Fan said quickly.

He had just seen with his own eyes how his master's face was as black as the bottom of a pot and how it was twisted into a knot, so how could he dare to let him pretend anymore.

"Don't worry about them. With their status, there is no need for you, Lord Envoy..." Tang Junhou said disapprovingly. He didn't pay attention to those sect disciples at all. He completely forgot that his own Yelang Sect was no better. He is only a middle-grade sect. When it comes to status, he, the young sect leader of Yelang Sect, may not be as good as others.

This time, before Tang Junhou could finish speaking, Mo Qingqiu interrupted. After the lesson he just learned, he no longer dares to pretend to be reserved.