First, Mo Yi drafted the first plan, the content was simple: analyze the danger level of the three.
Speaking of danger level, in the online novels of the previous life, the protagonist's world all had very fantasy upgrade systems, what kind of Dou Qi, Yuan Li, messy things, each system cultivated to a high level, you could even smash the continent with a wave of your hand.
Fortunately, Mo Yi's world didn't have these things, but to his surprise, the general population in this world has outstanding physical fitness and potential, so the previous emperor of Yi Kingdom, Wu Yi Huang, popularized martial arts, and those who cultivate martial arts to the top are called Grandmasters. These Grandmaster-level martial arts masters can take on a hundred men, hand-tearing devils is not out of the question.
About this point, Mo Yi is very relieved, because even if the three guys with the protagonist aura all cultivate to Grandmaster, they cannot do anything to the Mo Family.
You're a Grandmaster, you are very powerful? Sorry, I have more people, you are one Grandmaster, I will use one hundred and one well-trained soldiers to deal with you. You are three Grandmasters, I will use three hundred and three soldiers to deal with you! The Mo Family's position in Yi Kingdom is higher than anyone can imagine! The leader of the Mo Family, that is, the protagonist's father, is a Grandmaster who has been immersed in martial arts for many years, and he also controls the army of Yi Kingdom! It is not a number of a hundred, even if a hundred, a thousand Grandmasters come, they will be knocked down there.
This point, Mo Yi doesn't care at all, but what makes him anxious is that this world has another power system, ordinary people call it - Xian!
Cultivators, with the power to move mountains and seas, with a flick of the finger, they can wipe out countless lives.
If Xian were just a legend, Mo Yi wouldn't be so flustered, he was flustered because he knew that Xian did exist! All those in the know respectfully called them "Cultivators."
Now the problem arises, the power of Cultivators is not something that any martial arts Grandmaster can compare to, Cultivators are supreme, great, they control the elements of heaven and earth, and pursue the supreme Dao! Everyone who sees it should retreat, ordinary people cannot touch that level, so Xian's traces are hard to find.
Mo Yi wasn't sure if the three bastards would be lucky enough to find some ancient weapon or secret book while buying trash on the street… According to this development, it seems nothing is impossible.
In short, the danger level of these three is MAX, comparable to a meteor impact on Earth. Just one of them is enough to make Mo Yi pull his hair out, but God is straightforward, he sent him three at once, as a traverser's gift pack.
Mo Yi took a deep breath and then slapped the paper, making a decision, "No, I have to cultivate Xian too."
It's easy to say, but Mo Yi understands that 'Xian' is not so easy to touch, he is from a wealthy family, and not just any wealthy family, it is the top of wealthy families.
In Yi Kingdom, below the emperor, the Mo Family is invincible, supreme. Mo Yi, as the eldest son of the Mo Family, naturally has access to a lot of information about 'Cultivators'.
Mo Yi jumped into the pile of scrolls and flipped through it, found a scroll made of oxhide paper, with the fragrance of ink, he did not hesitate to violently tear it open, not at all caring about the value of this scroll in the outside world.
Originally, it was a top-secret document of the family, guarded by countless guards, but Mo Yi just said a word and the steward got it, which is enough to show how favored Mo Yi is, even if he said he wanted the moon, the entire Mo Family would have to find a blacksmith to make him one.
The oxhide scroll was spread out on the desk, in the sunlight streaming in from the window, Mo Yi leaned down to carefully scan every word on it.
To see Cultivators? Difficult! To want to cultivate Xian? Even more difficult!
First you need capital to find Xian's traces, then you need luck to find Xian's traces, and finally you need Xian's fate to be absorbed by the Cultivators.
Capital, luck, Xian's fate, all three are indispensable.
According to this oxhide scroll, Cultivators have always had a veil in front of the world, from ancient times to the present, there are historical records of Cultivators' traces, but they have never been verified, so in folk, Cultivators are just a legend, a strange talk.
But in the eyes of those in high positions, Cultivators are real, they have strict hierarchies, and they are powerful, even the lowest-level Cultivators can beat ordinary martial arts Grandmasters.
It's just that these Cultivators are arrogant and aloof, they don't bother to interact with mortals, so very few people can obtain Xian's fate.
Mo Yi saw this and a drop of cold sweat dripped down his forehead, if Cultivators were as terrifying as the scroll said, the Mo Family was in danger. Maybe one day a few months from now, someone would come to his doorstep and act recklessly with the identity of a Cultivator, although he could still use the tactic of a sea of people, but what about a year later? What about a few years later?
The scroll also said that there are strict rules among Cultivators - they must not take disciples privately! They must not leave behind cultivation secrets privately! All acceptance of disciples and transmission of skills must be done under the supervision of the Cultivator Alliance!
Mo Yi touched his head, a little confused, what is the Cultivator Alliance, don't Cultivators in novels all become their own factions and fight to the death, what is this Cultivator Alliance all about? He calmed his heart and continued to read.
Xian's door is not always closed to mortals, at the right time, at the right place, the door of Cultivators will open to mortals, and everyone will flock to it like a flock of birds, from princes to beggars.
Mo Yi touched his chin and thought to himself that he also had a chance to cultivate Xian, so he continued to read.
The last time Xian's door opened was five hundred years ago…
"Fuck?" Mo Yi cursed, "I will be fertilizer in five hundred years."
Xian's door opens every five hundred years.
Mo Yi almost couldn't catch his breath, the Xian's Ascension Ceremony is being held in the next few years?
He got a little excited and then slapped himself - now is the time to race against time, it's too late to wait a few years, there is no time for him to waste.
Mo Yi, dejected, picked up the teacup on the table and took a small sip, ready to continue reading.
At this time, his door was kicked open.
"Go to your seventh great-aunt's! You little rascal, are you going to be stubborn? Dare you not go to school?! And you've been absent for three days?!" A voice like a bronze bell rang out, shaking Mo Yi's eyes, the lion's roar of Buddhism is nothing like this, but this is just the man's usual tone of voice.
A muscular and burly man walked in, he had a white beard, his face was full of flesh, a hideous scar went from the left corner of his eyebrow to the right corner of his lip, his eyes were like angry golden eyes, he was wearing a black robe, his feet were wearing clean black training shoes, this was a dashing - old man!
Mo Yi pounced on the table like a hungry tiger, as if he wanted to eat the oxhide scroll, his secret of cultivating Xian must not be allowed to be known by a second person! Let alone this old man who is his father!