Mo Tong knelt on the ground, looking at the old man in front of him, with a chic and calm posture, and the old man with a fairy wind and bones, the sound of the ghost crying wolf howl, it seemed that under this figure, he was ashamed of himself and quietly ran away, or it could be that he was taken by the old man's majesty, and he was afraid and fled;

In contrast, Mo Tong was more willing to believe in the latter, and at the same time secretly rejoiced that he was fortunate to have met nobles to help him in his three lives, and to save a cheap life, looking at the old man's gaze, full of reverence, a faint fear rose in his heart, and there was an inexplicable kindness, with a sneer;

"The law rope of this Zhenming junior brother, it is really wonderful, this son is full of heaven, the earth is round, the mind is sincere, the righteousness is looming, the bookcase is carried on the body, but it is the life of a lonely life, although he is older, but as long as he is carefully adjusted, it is not a material that can be made, very good!

The voice was flat, but full of magnetism, and did not answer Mo Tong's questions, but it gave Mo Tong the feeling that when he accompanied his son-in-law to study, the voice of the teacher seemed to be full of magical power, which made people feel quiet, peaceful, and above board;

"You are willing to worship me as a teacher! Enter my hidden heavenly master lineage, and become a human teacher who slays demons and exorcises demons!"

The old man who was originally facing away from Mo Tong, Huo Ran turned around, with his back to the moonlight, his slightly thin body, against the backdrop of the bright moon and clear light, looked extremely tall, as if he could pick the sun and the moon in his palms, and step on the mountains and rivers.

It was like a mask made of copper coins, covering the old man's face, as if he was wearing a cloak, with a hat on his head, and the cloak seemed to have countless words circulating on it under the moonlight, as if he was silently expounding some kind of mysteries;

"Buzz!"

The old man with his hands behind his back, up and down his body, was filled with a sense of Lingtian Jedi's mighty righteousness, faintly, as if there was a white divine light, rushing straight into the sky, wanting to compete with the bright moon, but under a closer look, it was like a mirage, disappearing;

"Uh, old fairy, what did you say?"

Mo Tong was infected by the awe-inspiring righteousness exuded by the old man's body, and felt that the old man in front of him did not look like some kind of demon or monster, but gave people the feeling that he was more like a teacher who coexisted with majesty and benevolence, an old man next door, so he boldly spoke out and asked;

"You are willing to worship me as a teacher! Enter my hidden heavenly master lineage, and become a human teacher who slays demons and exorcises demons!"

The same voice, the same tone, the same words, clearly told Mo Tong that he heard it correctly, looking at the mysterious figure in front of him, listening to those mysterious and extraordinary words, he felt a dazzle, and a feeling of dizziness;

Conquer demons and eliminate demons? Punish evil spirits and exorcise demons? Isn't that not a matter of immortal Taoist priests? What is this human teacher? What is this? Also, the hidden heavenly master? What are these? Why did you choose me? I am the young master's scholar, and I am a member of the Mo family!

"You and I have a fate, I will come, cross you out of the sea of red dust and suffering, if there is any difficulty, you can be outspoken, I will deal with it, try my best to avoid your worries, for you to understand the cause and effect of red dust, of course, if you don't want to, I will not be reluctant!"

The old man seemed to see Mo Tong's confusion, his tone was indifferent and kind, and he expressed his attitude;

"Old fairy! Thank you for coming to the rescue just now, but I can't worship you as a teacher! I am really frightened to be loved by you, but it is a pity that the boy's fortune is shallow, please forgive me! Thank you for your love!"

Mo Tong stood up, bowed down, thanked sincerely, and carefully explained the reason, although a trace of joy flashed in his heart, but when he thought of it, in the past few days, Mo Li was good to himself, and he made up his mind that he would stay by Mo Li's side in this life and repay his kindness;

"Why? Can you tell me the reason, if there is a difficulty, I can help, and I will naturally help you!"

The old man stepped forward, asked in a gentle voice, and even made a promise to help. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"The boy thanked the old fairy for his kindness, I was raised by the Mo family since I was a child, as a scholar of the son, I can only serve the son for a lifetime, in order to repay the kindness of the Mo family, therefore, I can't worship you as a teacher, please be more considerate!"

Mo Tong saluted again, thanked him, and at the same time, cautiously, explained again;

"Oh, I see!"

When the old man heard this, he stroked his palms and smiled, clapping his hands and praising them:

"The heart of a child! Gratitude and retribution! Firm mind! Rare and commendable!"

The old man's inexplicable words made Mo Tong a little unclear So, for the old man's words, he seemed to understand or not, he felt that he understood, but he felt that he was almost something, as if he was separated by a layer of window paper, but unfortunately, he couldn't break it;

"That's it!"

The old man let out a long sigh, as if he had given up his original plan, and turned around in a dashing manner, with a melancholy sigh, echoing in the night sky:

"The opportunity has not yet arrived! Don't force it! That's fine! The future will be long! This cause and effect! It's both chance! It's also a catastrophe! You, do it yourself!"

Mo Tong looked at the old man who was about to leave, thinking about the time from his appearance to his departure, all of this was like a mirror and a dream, which made him feel particularly unreal;

"This thing is given to you, you can keep you safe, from the evil spirits, if he has a life in the future, drop a drop of blood on it, he will turn evil into good fortune!

As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared in front of Mo Tong's eyes, indulging in the vast night, leaving only one, a small and delicate brush, emitting a faint white light, as if pulled by some magical power, flying towards Mo Tong in the air;

The snow-white pen barrel, crystal clear as jade, mellow in the hand, after the cold touch, a faint ink fragrance came, a faint "town" word, the font is simple and mysterious, full of ancient meaning, like a ghost painting, imprinted on it, but it does not appear abrupt;

The same white as snow nib, looks as sharp as a sword, I don't know what kind of exotic beast hair is made, the end of a little faint black red, like the finishing touch, the white jade brush, set off more extraordinary and extraordinary, different, as if the fairy fell into the mortal;

"Buzz!"

A mysterious white light, flashing from the brush, a pale golden light, followed by two divine lights, ethereal and hazy, like double dragons playing with pearls, gathered on the ink color of the tip of the pen, flowing quietly, which is mysterious, making people feel like a dream;

The top of the pen barrel, with white jade made of copper coins, as a pen button, four small characters with a fly head, belonging to the four directions, engraved on it: heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow! The quaint font is like the stars in the night sky in the dark night, in the hands of Mo Tong, shining brightly.