The next day, Zixu and the others were so happy, Zixu and Yu Meijing's martial arts were raised to the late eighth level, Yang Liumei's martial arts were upgraded to the eighth level, and the martial arts of other women were also raised to the middle of the eighth level.

"Zhitao, I want to go back to Miaomen to have a look first, you let the helicopter take me back, when you go to Tianxiang Sect, I'll come back again, okay?" Zixu looked at Mo Zhitao and asked.

Now, Zixu has regarded Mo Zhitao as her own man, and she is dominated by Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said, "Of course, Zixu, there is nothing to do now, if you have something to do in Miaomen, you can deal with it first, and you don't have to follow me to Tianxiang Sect." ”

"No, I must follow you." Zixu blushed and whispered. "The other women follow your mother, and if I don't go, won't she have an opinion of me?"

"No, my mom wouldn't think so." Mo Zhitao said with a smile. "You're too careful."

"I'm going to follow anyway." Zixu said resolutely. "If you don't inform me then, I'll hate you." Zixu knew that if Mo Zhitao improved his martial arts for others, it would take at least a few days, so she was relieved to go back to Miaomen for a few days.

Mo Zhitao said: "Okay, I'll send a helicopter to pick you up then, you be careful." By the way, do you need help with Miaomen's affairs? Or is that Chihamun doing ghosts? ”

"Yes, that's them." Zixu nodded. "However, we can handle it without your help."

Zixu knew that if he asked Mo Zhitao for help too much, he would only make those people in Miaomen settle for the status quo.

Only by constantly accepting challenges can the people of Miaomen become stronger. The people of Miaomen are no better than Mo Zhitao's subordinates, they are all experienced in a hundred battles.

Listening to Mo Zhitao, Lin Zhenqiang and they often live and die with Mo Zhitao, but the people in Miaomen are not like this.

"It's strange, a small sect like Chihamen, what kind of cattle do they take? Why do they dare to embarrass you? Mo Zhitao asked strangely.

Zixu also shook his head strangely, "We don't know about this, they should have someone to support them, but who?" We don't know. ”

"Hmph, we'll kill them then." Mo Zhitao said angrily. "Women who dare to bully me, I will definitely not let them go."

"Zhitao, let's deal with it." Zixu Road. "And our people from Miao Jiang, it is not appropriate for you to interfere, it may cause disgust among people from other sects, and it will be even more troublesome at that time."

Mo Zhitao nodded, he also knew that those people in Miao Jiang were a little troublesome, and strange poisons such as insects and snakes emerged in an endless stream, which was also the main reason why ordinary martial arts people did not dare to go over.

If they bring people to Miaojiang, they are not afraid of martial arts. But after they entered Miao Jiang, there were some strange things attacking them from time to time, he might not be afraid, but his subordinates might have problems.

"Well, if there's anything you need, you let me know, and I'll rush over at once." Mo Zhitao said. "I can't let someone else bully my woman."

"Who's your woman?" Zixu blushed and glanced at Mo Zhitao with disgust.

Now that Zixu is not covered with black veil, he can't help but feel sick when he sees Zixu's shy appearance. He smiled with a sneer: "Zixu, why don't we go back to the bamboo building and talk about life, will you go back?" ”

"Hmph, I don't." Zixu heard Mo Zhitao say this, and his little face turned even redder. After she glanced at Mo Zhitao, she immediately said, "I'm going to pack up my things and leave." After saying that, Zixu ran away.

Mo Zhitao said angrily: "Cut, isn't it just to talk about life, what's there?" ”

At this time, Ma Mian happened to come over, and when he heard Mo Zhitao say this, he immediately smiled with a slugging face: "Boss, do you want to talk about life?" Why don't I talk to you about life? I'm a very casual person, and I can talk about anything in life. ”

"Ahh When Mo Zhitao heard Ma Mian say this, he almost vomited something. "Sister, numb face, you get out of me, who will talk to you about life."

"Boss, didn't you just say you wanted to talk about life?" Ma Yan touched his head strangely and asked Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao glanced at him and said, "Numb face, which ear did you hear me say such a thing?" I didn't say that, did I? ”

"Didn't you?" Ma Yan thought for a moment, "Boss, it seems that I heard it in my left ear, and it seems that I heard it in my right ear." ”

"you, get out of the way." Mo Zhitao scolded.

"Boss, I've got something." Ma Mian hurriedly smiled at Mo Zhitao, "Lin Zhenqiang and they have all improved their martial arts to level eight or above, and my martial arts are still in the late stage of level seven." Anyway, we are all our own people, I am still your eldest brother, how can you find a way to raise my martial arts to the eighth level. ”

Mo Zhitao scolded: "Ma face, I usually tell you to practice hard, but you are lazy and refuse to practice, how can you do this?" ”

"Alas, it's not that you don't know my character, how can I have time to practice? I don't have a beautiful wife yet. The numb face said bitterly. Boss, don't you look at my sister's face if you don't look at my numb face? ”

"Okay, I'll figure it out." Mo Zhitao said. "I can help you, but whether you can raise your martial arts to the eighth level depends on your creation."

Mo Zhitao also thought about helping Lin Zhenqiang improve their martial arts in the past few days, and then went to Tianxiang Sect.

Someone from the Tianxiang Sect wanted to kill him, he had to be careful.

"Okay, okay, I'll work hard to create it." The numb face nodded desperately. With such a good thing, of course, he has to agree to it first, and then talk about whether he can be promoted later.

A few days passed, and Mo Zhitao raised Lin Zhenqiang's martial arts to a higher level.

However, he could only help Lin Zhenqiang and them improve once, and if he still wanted to improve, he would have to wait for his Yin Yang Technique to be upgraded to level eight.

But how could it be so easy, he had just raised the Yin and Yang Technique to the seventh level, and it was estimated that it would take a long time.

A few days later, except for the time to eat and sleep, Mo Zhitao stayed by the edge of Lin Lake to help his brothers improve their martial arts.

Those people in the Poison River Valley were also very happy, the martial arts of the Lord of the Poison River Valley had been upgraded to the late eighth level, but it made him smile so much that he couldn't see his eyes.

"Thank you, Boss." The Lord of the Poison River Valley said to Mo Zhitao with a smile.

"Everyone is their own person, so don't be polite." Mo Zhitao waved his hand. "You have also suffered a lot with me, this can be regarded as compensation for you."

"Well, if you're grateful, I won't say more." The Lord of the Poison River Valley clenched his fists and said. "Let's go rest first."

Mo Zhitao said: "Okay, you go and rest." "Mo Zhitao is also very tired, he is going to rest.

In this way, Mo Zhitao improved his martial arts for his brothers, and a few days later, the martial arts of Ma Mian and his second son were both upgraded to level eight, which made Mo Zhitao have more than twenty eighth-level masters at once, and they now have more than sixty eighth-level masters, especially Lin Zhenqiang, and their strength has reached a higher level.

The black bull's injuries also recovered as before, and Mo Zhitao saw that the black bull had worked hard for so many years, and he also opened up some of the black bull's meridians, raising his strength to the late eighth level.

"Zhitao, you, you're too powerful." The black bull exclaimed in surprise.

"Uncle Hei Niu, I saw that you are my own person, so I let you know about this kind of thing, you must not tell others, otherwise I will be in great trouble." Mo Zhitao was worried.

Just imagine, others generally improve each other's martial arts, all by passing on the method.

But Mo Zhitao stood in Lin Hu, but he could improve other people's martial arts. If others knew, they would definitely come to Mo Zhitao.

Familiar, maybe talk about friendship or something. If you are not familiar with it, you may want to harm Mo Zhitao. Because Mo Zhitao is simply a machine to create a martial arts master, making others feel the crisis.

"Zhitao, no, little master, I wanted to tell you about this just now. You have such amazing abilities, you must not let others know, otherwise, you will invite death. "The black bull is worried about the authenticity.

"You don't have much contact with the Tianxiang Sect, so I don't know those people." Black Bull continued. "If you let them know that someone is better than them, they will definitely be jealous and will definitely find a way to deal with you."

Mo Zhitao smiled and said, "They can do whatever they want, but they will know our strength." Uncle Hei Niu, you still call me Zhitao. ”

"No, you are the little young master of our Mo family, which cannot be changed by others." Black Bull Road. "Little master, although the young master did something wrong before, he is sincere to your mother, otherwise, he would not have sent me to protect your mother for so many years."

"Well, let's not talk about them yet." Mo Zhitao shook his head and said. "You go and rest."

"Little master, I'm not tired, but you, these days for everyone to improve their martial arts, sleep less." Black Bull is worried about the authentic. "You have to pay attention to your body, too."

Mo Zhitao said: "I know my body, you don't have to worry." ”

"Little Master, when do you want to go to the Zhu family?" Black Bull asked Mo Zhitao.

"I want to pass it tomorrow." Mo Zhitao said. "It is estimated that my mother really wants to go back to Zhu's house to see, she has been restless for the past few days."

"Well, she has worked hard for the second young woman all these years, and she is very wronged." The black bull sighed. "However, she is also very happy that you have such a great ability now. You are going to the Zhu family to make the Zhu family's opinion of your mother change. ”

Mo Zhitao understood what the black bull meant, that is, to make a long face for his mother.

"Okay, I'll call Zhenqiang and them now, and tell them to gather tomorrow, and all the eighth-level masters will go to the Zhu family." Mo Zhitao shouted.

"Yes, that's fine." Seeing that Mo Zhitao was so smart, Hei Niu immediately understood what he meant, and he couldn't help laughing.

Hei Niu returned to his room, he took out his mobile phone and called Mo Wenfeng, "Young Master, Little Young Master is going to Zhu's house tomorrow." ”

"Okay, Hei Niu, you did a good job, I'll go and report to the old man now." Mo Wenfeng over there said happily.

Since Old Man Mo knew that Mo Zhitao was his son, his attitude towards him was much better. The old man also said that as long as he can pull Mo Zhitao back to the Mo family, he will hand over the position of the head of the family to him or Mo Zhitao in the future, can he be unhappy?