In a village southwest of Fancheng, a young man's clothes were in tatters, and there was only one shoe left on his foot, and he walked down the street holding a piece of coarse cloth in his hand, and kept pulling it back and forth in his hand, as long as the coarse cloth made a "thump" sound! He smirked happily at passers-by.

"Monk, don't you go home to cook at noon!" asked a middle-aged woman passing by.

The stupid boy heard someone call him to dinner, and said "Hey, hey, hey...... A few smirks. ”

When the woman saw the boy walking away, she lamented his back, "What a handsome child! ”

The stupid boy looked up at the sky, the scorching sun seemed to shine on his eyes uncomfortably, and hurriedly used his hands to block the scorching sun, through the afterglow of the leaves of the big tree, and then the coarse cloth in his hand fell into his arms, and trotted back home......

The stupid boy returned home and rummaged in the kitchen cupboard, and after a while, he did not find any leftovers, and seemed to think that the seven-day ration (beef jerky) left for him by his father a few days ago was snatched by the bad boy in the village, and he squatted on the kitchen floor and hugged his head and cried......

After crying for a while, I seemed to think of what my father had said when he left, if one day there was no food, he would go to the village and go from house to house to ask for ......

The stupid boy wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, found a broken bowl in the corner of the kitchen that had not been cleaned for several days, and ran out.

The stupid boy couldn't remember how many doors he knocked on, so he filled the broken bowl, squatted under the old tree at the head of the village, and gulped down his hands that had not been washed for a few days.

"Isn't that stupid......

Several peers walked over, and the leader of them mocked.

The stupid boy looked up and saw that it was a few bad boys in the village, and his hand couldn't help but get faster, as if he was afraid that the rice in his hand would be snatched away by them like beef jerky.

The leading boy snatched the broken bowl from the stupid boy's hand and slammed it to the ground.

The stupid boy wanted to rush over and pick up the food that had been spilled all over the ground, but the leading boy trampled it to pieces with his feet, and there was nothing to eat......

The stupid boy squatted on the ground and cried loudly!

The leading boy looked at the stupid boy who was crying, "Ha, ha, ha......" and laughed, and several children next to him also laughed together.

After laughing, the leading young man continued without much fun

"A fool is called Brother Li, how your father's fool wants you to become a cultivator! It's a pity! The leading young man slapped Brother Li heavily on the face with his hand.

The stupid young man stood up violently, his eyes were red and he roared angrily, "You are not allowed to scold my father, you are not allowed to scold my father......"

The stupid boy kept repeating this sentence, and clenched his hands into fists, which scared a few teenagers who bullied Brother Li for a while, after all, they had bullied Brother Li for so long, and it was the first time they saw him angry, and when they saw that Brother Li had no follow-up actions, they became bold again.

"Call me. After the leading young man finished speaking, several teenagers raised their fists and smashed at Brother Li, Brother Li squatted on the ground and held his head with both hands, their fists were like raindrops, punching Brother Li one by one, and adults passing by in the village seemed to be commonplace to see it, and none of them stopped it......

"Your father is a fool, a fool, a ......fool," said the leading boy, pointing to Monk Li's head.

Brother Li, who was still being beaten by everyone, heard the man's words scolding his father, and suddenly got up, exerted all his strength, and slammed into the man.

The man didn't expect a fool to suddenly get into trouble, he was hit by a solid sturdy, flew out a few meters away and lay on the ground, and it took a long time to get up in pain, and the teenagers who beat Brother Li were dumbfounded, and they didn't dare to move for a while.

The leading young man got up with difficulty and said angrily, "Lao Tzu killed you." "Picking up a hard stone on the ground, he threw it at Brother Li's head, and everyone could feel that if he was hit this time, Brother Li would not be seriously injured even if he did not die......

It's just that the stone in the hand of the leading young man has not fallen for a long time, it's not that he doesn't want to fall, and he is grabbed by a hand.

The leading young man felt that the strength of these hands was like a hundred-pound stone pressed down, and as long as people pushed a little harder, his entire arm would turn into powder......

The person who came was none other than Mo Yun who went home with Lao Li Tou to visit his son, and Mo Yun and Lao Li Tou saw the scene in front of him from a long distance.

Mo Yun wanted to see how bad the people in a village could be, and when he saw that Brother Li's life was threatened, he couldn't help but take action anymore.

"Aren't you arrogant?," Mo Yun said, and the force in his hand was even greater.

"Brother, no, no...... Grandpa, grandpa...... Let me go, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, ......it hurts," the leading young man sweated profusely and begged for mercy.

"It hurts, you have no heart or lungs to hurt. Mo Yun said that the force in his hand had increased a little more, and the leading young man's face turned blue with pain.

Mo Yun looked at the other teenagers and said angrily, "All of them kneel down for me Uncle Li and let him decide what to do with you." ”

Several teenagers stood still as if they hadn't heard, they only saw Mo Yun grabbing the arm of the leading boy, but they didn't know what the leading boy was suffering.

Before, they only paid attention to the scene where Brother Li was hit by a stone, and they didn't notice how Mo Yun came over, if they saw that Mo Yun was from dozens of meters away, and came here in an instant, I am afraid that they would not all look like Lao Tzu was too many people, and then talk and beat you......

Mo Yun laughed angrily when he saw the teenagers rolling up their sleeves and trying to beat themselves.

The palm of the other hand slapped towards several people, and a spiritual power went towards several knees, and before the teenagers understood what was going on, they felt an irresistible force, pulling them to their knees.

There were broken stones on the ground, but they suffered, and two of them had broken knees in pain, and the ghostly cry could be heard by the whole Li Village......

The dogs in the village also chimed in, "Wang, Wang, Wang......"

"Cultivator, you are a cultivator......

Several teenagers instantly lost the fear they had just now, and looked curiously at Mo Yun, who was similar to their own age, for them, cultivators were like immortals, and they would definitely not harm them mortals.

"Immortals are worshiped by us!"

Several teenagers were all deeply moved, and sincerely bowed to Mo Yun, a cultivator, Mo Yun was shocked by the dramatic scene, and they had already thought about how to punish these teenagers who bullied Brother Li, but now they are embarrassed to worship Mo Yun.

"You bullying the weak are despised, and I disdain to punish you as an immortal, but if the victim is unwilling to let you go, I have no choice but to teach you a lesson for the victim. ”

A few young people were not calm for a moment, but they knew the methods of the immortals in front of them, and how many of them still had pain in their knees? They had even begun to swell, and even a few of them hurriedly turned their bodies and knelt down in the direction of Brother Li.

The leading young man who had just been let go by Mo Yun heard that if Brother Li didn't let them go, the immortal was going to strike again, he immediately knelt down in fright and looked at his arm that he couldn't lift.

It seemed that he was still apprehensive about what had just happened, and when he heard that he had to nod his head to let him go, he crawled up to Brother Li......

"Dasha Li, it's not Brother Li, Brother Li...... "Please let us go." ”

The stupid boy seemed to have confidence in the company of his father, and said "Kill, kill ......"

The few people who knelt down in front of them were sweating profusely, and although the cultivators disdained to be enemies of mortals, if they wanted to kill them, it was as simple as killing ants......

When they saw an extra blue sword in Mo Yun's hand, they were all frightened......

"Brother, no, grandpa, Grandpa Li...... Please, please, change your words!" the teenagers prayed, as if they knew that the matter had been made big by a fool.

Who knew that the stupid boy then said, "Kill, kill, kill the chicken for me to eat." ”

"Damn, Brother Li, don't you usually stutter! Look at the little brothers. The leading boy stood up and said.

Brother Li smiled, leaked a row of white teeth, and followed the old Li Tou Moyun home.

The leading young man instructed, "There are chickens and chickens at home, ducks and ducks, in short, we must make the immortals happy today, maybe this is an opportunity given to us by God." ”

After listening to the words of the leading young man, the other people's eyes flashed green, and they all rolled up their sleeves and prepared to go home to catch chickens and ducks......

A dilapidated thatched hut in Li Village, Mo Yun used spiritual power to help Brother Li wash his long-decadent body, although Lao Li Tou didn't understand it, he could feel Mo Yun's seriousness,

Because his forehead was already overflowing with sweat, he was relieved to see Mo Yun slowly stop and his son's face was much better than before.

"Because he has been stupid for many years and does not take care of his body, resulting in extreme weakness, I used my spiritual power to help him wash away the potential damage to his body. Although it has improved a lot, the amount of blood that will be instilled into him is large, and the blood in his body must be eliminated from the body first, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it!"

"Is there any danger to life?" asked Lao Li anxiously.

"Yes! and it's big. These are the accounts of the book with great credibility. Mo Yun replied firmly.

Lao Li Tou stood in place and kept pacing, thinking about whether he should give his son a blood transfusion for treatment.

In the end, Lao Li Tou seemed to have made a big decision, stomped his feet, and said fiercely: "Wealth has life, life and death are in the sky." It's out. ”

Mo Yun nodded appreciatively, rather than letting Brother Li live without dignity, it was better to sacrifice his life, which he admired Lao Li Tou very much, after all, he was the only relative he left his life to beloved, which showed the difficulty of making this choice.

"This gives you three bowls of water to fry into one bowl, and let Brother Li take it. Mo Yun painfully pulled out a blood-red ginseng from his savings belt.

"Tiger blood ginseng. Old Li Tou exclaimed.

When the ginseng was young, it had to be watered with tiger blood for 7749 days, until the ginseng body was red, not to mention that tiger blood was hard to find, even if it was cultivated, it was not something that ordinary people could do.