"Tomorrow night, the location is still uncertain." Zhang Yang said.

Seeing that the other party seemed to be a little reluctant to speak, Mo Yun asked, "Does Brother Zhang have any hidden secrets?"

"That's all." Zhang Yang smiled, "You know, among the outer disciples, only a few of us have a single courtyard, which has some conflicts with those ordinary disciples. However, the conflicts are the contradictions, and we can only prepare the venue of the exchange meeting. But my yard... has too many miscellaneous items, and the others are not very willing...so..."

"It turned out to be for this." Mo Yun nodded, "Why would you rather put the venue of the exchange meeting there?"

"That would be better." Zhang Yang's eyes lit up, "Will you bother you too much, right?"

"fine."

“Very good.”

After chatting for a few more words, the two waved goodbye.

After agreeing to this matter, Mo Yun continued to return to his yard.

As soon as he reached a few dozen meters away from the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly heard a crisp shout from the yard.

"Hey!"

The sound is full of energy, crisp and short.

"Is Rong'er practicing qigong?"

Mo Yun walked over curiously, deliberately lowered his steps, and quietly approached the gate of the courtyard.

He looked into the yard.

I saw a girl wearing a plain white brocade dress practicing palm techniques in the middle of the yard. Each move filled the woman's weakness, but it was also full of wind. Each palm slapped a slight roar, the air was vibrating, and each palm was swinging, a strong chill spread in all directions.

"Okay--" Mo Yun couldn't help but exclaim.

"who!"

Suddenly, Rong'er shouted loudly, and copied it casually, holding a cold sickle in her hand.

Mo Yun narrowed his eyes.

Instead of revealing his identity, he deliberately snorted coldly, picked up a stone on the ground, and threw it at Rong'er.

With his cultivation level and physical strength, even ordinary stones are as sharp and fast as sharp arrows.

"Swoosh!"

The sound of the wind breaks out and the stones spiral towards the girl.

"break!"

Rong'er cut out with a casual knife, and the stone immediately shattered.

Immediately afterwards, Rong'er rubbed her footsteps and turned into a white shadow, and rushed to the gate of the courtyard in a blink of an eye.

"Hey!"

She slapped her with a sudden palm.

"boom!"

The wooden door broke into pieces in a blink of an eye, and the girl's agile figure rushed in with a very cold palm force, as if she was about to freeze the person into ice.

"call--"

She slapped the empty slap, and the figure at the door had disappeared.

She looked at it again.

Ten meters away, a familiar figure was standing quietly in the snow and watching her.

"Young Master!"

Rong'er's face changed, and her original fierce aura disappeared in an instant:

"I'm sorry, I don't know it's you..."

"In just two months, I can actually reach this level."

Mo Yun couldn't help but clap his hands and cheered.

"Rong'er, what level are you in now?"

"Probably...the sixth level of the True Qi Realm..." the girl said softly.

"hiss--"

Mo Yun took a breath of cold air.

Rong'er has been practicing qigong recently, and he knows it too.

However, because he has been out early and comes back late and is immersed in swordsmanship, he has not paid much attention to Rong'er's strength improvement.

He just felt that Rong'er's palm was extremely sharp. Because he was not sure to block this palm without hurting her, he could only retreat temporarily.

Unexpectedly, in just two months, she was really about to catch up with her... He was secretly surprised.

"I remember that the entry-level requirement for Blizzard Villa is the fourth level of the True Qi Realm." Mo Yunruo said thoughtfully.

"Yes, young master..." Rong'er lowered her head and said.

"Then you prepare and apply as soon as possible." Mo Yun smiled, "It just so happens that I remember that I have another recommended place?"

"But that was what the head of the family asked you to leave for the children of the family..." Rong'er said immediately.

"The quota is dead, but people live." Mo Yun stretched out his body, "And I have my own considerations about making you an outer disciple. You just need to do what I told you."

"Thank you, my son."

Rong'er's eyes turned red, but she immediately lowered her head, not allowing Mo Yun to see the tears in her eyes.

From an ordinary maid to an outer disciple of Blizzard Villa, it can be said that she can reach the sky in one step. If it weren't for Mo Yun, she would probably never have encountered such an opportunity in her life.

During this period, Mo Yun gave all the resources allocated to him by the family to Rong'er.

On the one hand, he hopes that he can focus on practicing knife, but on the other hand, he feels that Rong'er needs these resources more than he does.

However, Rong'er's current practice achievements have proved that his decision was correct. It is indeed as he guessed. As the first person he met after coming to this world, Rong'er must have acted as a "teammate" to some extent, and her own cultivation talent is also very good.

Helping people around you grow and become stronger is actually helping themselves. Mo Yun is very clear about this.

"What you know now is the Mo family's basic martial arts secrets, as well as the basic palm secrets, the Ice Palm, right?"

"Yes, young master."

"It is not easy for the Ice Palm to be able to cultivate to your level."

Mo Yun nodded in approval.

"Tomorrow night, an exchange meeting will be held among the outer disciples. It will be held here. Remember to clean up a little and be ready."

"Are here with us?" Rong'er said in surprise.

"Yes."
Chapter completed!