The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

I recalled a very worn out copy of "Eighteen Styles of Mysterious Wind Falling Sky Palm"

[That's it, that's it! Everything is fine, otherwise there is really no way out. 】

Mo Mo stood in the spiritual power shield, imitating the illustrated moves in an old book. He took a horse stance in a very realistic way, concentrating his mind and energy, reciting the incantation quickly, and then concentrated all his strength in his right hand.

"Ah!"

A huge golden palm print that was taller than her was quickly pushed out!

A stunning success! Mo Mo unexpectedly used a move that no one had ever seen before, and knocked Xian Qingzhou off the stage with one palm, and the opponent couldn't even stand up.

"No? What's going on? Is there really a genius next to me?"

"I never noticed it before. What kind of move is this? I've never seen it before."

"It really is true that if you don't make a sound, you will be amazing! So amazing!"

……

Mo Mo had lost all strength and sat on the ground with his hands propped up behind his back, breathing heavily, his clothes soaked with sweat.

“Boom—boom—!”

[No way? Didn’t the weather forecast say it wouldn’t rain today? ]

Mo Mo raised his head, his eyes somewhat dazed.

"Mo Mo, run away!"

Because Liang Chuxin had survived the thunder, she knew very well what the sudden storm at this moment meant.

"Ah?" Mo Mo looked at her with confused eyes, not understanding what she was talking about.

"It's thunder from the sky!"

When Liang Chuxin's voice reached Mo Mo's ears, it was too late. A dazzling light slanted down and directly submerged Mo Mo on the stage.

Amid the dazzling light and the repetitive thunder, Mo Mo broke through to the first level of the third stage of the spiritual realm.

But unlike Liang Chuxin's tribulation, she directly rose into the air and meditated, with a light white transparent spiritual power shield surrounding her body. As the number of heavenly thunders increased, the diameter of the spiritual power shield gradually increased.

"Is she absorbing the power of the heavenly thunder?" Even Pei Ming, who was already at the lower third stage, was shocked when he saw it!

Others were covered in wounds and exhausted when they underwent the tribulation, but she looked relaxed and was able to absorb the power of the thunder? What kind of weird thing was this?

Even Zhao Wenbin, who was watching the competition in person, was attracted by Mo Mo's actions. He tilted his head and said something to the assistant behind him, and then that person left the competition arena.

Seeing this, the sharp-eyed Zhao Wenting immediately signaled Pei Ming to follow.

Because Mo Mo's advancement triggered thunder on the spot, the competition had to be interrupted. Everyone looked at her in the air with complicated expressions and could only wait for her tribulation to end.

Mo Mo became famous in one battle. In the end, he not only achieved excellent results in the competition, but also became a celebrity in the training department.

Since Mo Mo honestly confessed that she learned the moves by herself, relying on her photographic memory, Lao Jiang and several other administrators discussed and decided to hand the key of the library to Mo Mo, under the pretext of inviting her to be the "open teaching administrator" of the Cultivation Department of the Ability Bureau.

That was a corner that was about to be abandoned by the Cultivation Department. First, because the books in it were all paper books, combined with the ability and foundation of modern practitioners, Lao Jiang sent people to enter these books and materials into the Cultivation Department's electronic book collection as early as ten years ago. Not only can the new students of the Cultivation Department read them, but even the headquarters can use personal identity information to check them at any time; secondly, because the secret books and moves in it are rare, the predecessors who can use them are no longer around. After all, not everyone is as savvy as Mo Mo, so after the information was entered, no one was sent to take care of them.

[Great! I accidentally learned a unique skill that is almost extinct, and I also found myself a good job with a monthly salary of 4,300 yuan without having to worry about anything. ]

Following Mo Mo's sudden suggestion, Liang Chuxin and Mo Mo decided to pack up and move to the library administrator's room, which was closest to the library.

However, something happened on the first day Mo Mo and Liang Chuxin moved in.

She was poisoned by the spiritual plant tea she brewed herself!

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant that Mo Mo was so familiar with.

"You mean someone poisoned Mo Mo to death?"

In the ward, Yan Mu, who was peeling persimmons for Mo Mo, was shocked! The fruit knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Liang Chuxin, who was also surprised, picked up the knife from the ground and handed it back to him. Then, she looked at Zhao Wenting and Pei Ming who had just arrived and asked, "Who on earth wanted to do this? And why did they do this? This is in the Supernatural Bureau."

Mo Mo, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, was in a daze. He glanced at Zhao Wenting calmly and thought:

[No way? I just accepted the mission of 'approaching Zhao Wenting' the day before yesterday, why is it that someone wants me dead today? Could it be that this system will leak secrets? ]

"The news of your move to the library probably hasn't spread that quickly. Apart from the people you told yourself, maybe only a few managers in the training department know about it. Who knows, the murderer might be among them."

After listening to Zhao Wenting's analysis, Liang Chuxin and Mo Mo both recalled it and then shook their heads.

"Because this was a decision I made on the spur of the moment. I didn't have time to tell anyone else except Brother Amu." Mo Mo said after thinking about it.

"If it wasn't for your convenience in cultivation, I wouldn't have agreed to let you move into this shabby little building." Yan Mu stuffed the peeled persimmon into Mo Mo's mouth with some annoyance, and then continued: "So, I've decided that I will move over to be with you. Only in this way can I, as your brother, feel at ease."

"Then so do I."

"...?!"

Zhao Wenting's words made everyone present look at him in confusion.

He cleared his throat and said, "As the next top manager of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers and also as your instructor, it is my responsibility to ensure the safety of the new talents of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers, and it is also my duty to eradicate dissent for the Bureau of Supernatural Powers. I will stay and investigate the truth."

[What a…what a high-sounding reason.]

"Then...what about me?" Pei Ming asked hesitantly.

"you do not need."

"Oh." Pei Ming stretched out his hand and scratched his head, then said: "But Master, I have to ensure your safety at all times."

"Um... have you ever thought that that place simply can't accommodate so many people?" Mo Mo asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter. I'll arrange for people to renovate and expand the building tomorrow." Zhao Wenting sat down leisurely on another empty bed, crossed his long legs, then reached out and picked up a persimmon and started peeling it.

Liang Chuxin and Yan Mu looked at Zhao Wenting and then at Mo Mo with strange eyes. The two seemed to be on the same wavelength at this moment.

[Why do I feel like… there’s something weird between these two people, but I can’t really put my finger on what’s weird about it.]

So while Mo Mo was still in the hospital for recuperation, the library, which had been deserted, was completely renovated.

While eating the food sent from the cafeteria, Yan Mu asked worriedly, "Is there any formaldehyde in your wall?"

"Don't worry, this is a famous designer's style, and all of it uses high-quality environmentally friendly materials. Even the table we are sitting on to eat is worth half a million." Before Zhao Wenting could speak, Pei Ming had already answered.

"Five hundred thousand for just one table? How much did it cost to renovate this place in total?" Mo Mo was so shocked that she didn't even bother to eat. She asked with her eyes wide open.

"Not much, not much, just about a few million." Pei Ming replied with a smile.

"How about...you keep this key?" Mo Mo took out the key to the library door and handed it to Zhao Wenting, and immediately felt that the key was very hot.

"No need, Pei Ming will just give each person one after the meal." Zhao Wenting ate his meal elegantly without even raising his head.

Just after finishing his meal, Pei Ming received a call saying that the key person in the poisoning had been found, but he was no longer alive.

Seeing the scene where only a pile of bones and a pool of blood were left, Mo Mo immediately felt his stomach churning, and then he and Liang Chuxin vomited all the food they had just eaten at the door.

"Is this an attempt to silence someone?" Yan Mu also had a complicated expression.

"It seems that our opponent is not simple." Zhao Wenting's voice was very calm, and his dark eyes concealed an emotion that was difficult to see through.