Early the next morning, Zhang Mo came to the well in the front yard and continued to practice the flying sword.

In one night, a lot of spiritual energy had accumulated in the well.

Zhang Mo opened the formation, inhaled through his nose, and two smoke-like aura drilled into his nose.

Zhang Mo only felt a shock all over his body, and it was extremely cool.

In an instant, the aura inhaled into the body was refined into true yuan.

Zhang Mo took out the flying sword and continued to practice.

Two hours later, the flying sword was completely refined, only to see Zhang Mo open his mouth and suck, the flying sword suddenly became smaller, smaller than a toothpick, hidden between Zhang Mo's teeth.

Seeing this, Hu Ruoxian was stunned and asked, "Little master, did you eat that flying sword?"

"No, it's just in my mouth. Zhang Mo said.

"Can you do this?" Hu Ruoxian couldn't help but be stunned, feeling extremely surprised.

Although Hu Ruoxian cultivated to the late stage of Qi cultivation, it was entirely the result of accidentally eating Zixia Qi, and all he knew about cultivating immortals was a scale and half a claw.

Hu Ruoxian is just an ordinary fox demon, incomparable to the Golden Saint Turtle, and has no inheritance memory.

That's why when I saw Zhang Mo swallowing the flying sword, I felt very novel.

At this time, Old Man Ye hurriedly walked over.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo couldn't help but be stunned, and the fox asked, "Grandpa, is there something?"

"Xiao Mo, there are two people outside, they are menacing, and they want to see you by name. Old Man Ye said.

"Two people here?" Zhang Mo paused slightly, and then asked, "Did the other party say anything?"

"Didn't say anything? Old Man Ye said.

"Surname Zhou?" Zhang Mo's eyebrows suddenly froze, as if he had guessed something, only to hear Zhang Mo say in a deep voice: "Xiaohu, follow me to meet guests!"

"Yes, little master. Hu Ruoxian immediately responded.

Old Man Ye was quite worried and asked, "Xiao Mo, do you want to invite Master Long and Master Song to come over?"

"No, this little thing doesn't need to bother outsiders. Zhang Mo said decisively.

At this time, Zhang Mo had already guessed the identity of the arrival, and it should be Zhou Zilong's elder.

But this is not the case.

On the same day, Zhang Mo was severely injured by the Nine Evil True Immortals and injured the Yuan Shen.

But now, Zhang Mo has fully recovered, and he has also re-forged the flying sword.

In addition, there is also the help of Hu Ruoxian, who has completed his qi training, and the Zhou family dares to have the slightest intention of seeking revenge, Zhang Mo will definitely make them regret it for the rest of their lives.

After a little effort, Zhang Mo and Hu Ruoxian came to the living room and saw the two people surnamed Zhou.

The two men surnamed Zhou were both old, gray-haired, and looked to be at least sixty or seventy years old.

However, people who practice martial arts are not easy to look old, and their real age is definitely more than sixty-seven.

I saw Zhang Mo glance at the two of them, and asked lightly, "Are you looking for me?"

"You're Zhang Mo?" asked one of the older men, frowning.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with Zhang Mo's arrogant attitude.

"If you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, Zhang Mo is also. Say, what are you looking for me?" asked Zhang Mo.

"Wise people don't say secret words, you know what we are looking for you to do!" said the old man angrily.

"I don't know. Zhang Mo said.

"You ......," the older man was speechless.

"If you're all right, then please go back, I'm too busy to play dumb riddles with you. Zhang Mo said with his hands behind his back.

"You ......" the old man was speechless again, and at the same time the anger on his face was a little stronger.

At this time, I saw the old man next to him speak: "Zhang Mo, my surname is Zhou, my name is Haotong, you must have guessed our origin, we are not here to trouble you, but to send you something." ”

"Send something?" Zhang Mo was stunned for a moment, and the fox asked, "What to send?"

"Invitations. Zhou Haotong said.

"Invitation?" Zhang Mo was stunned again, and asked jokingly: "What is the happy event of your Zhou family?

"It's not an invitation from our Zhou family, it's an invitation from Huashan Lunjian. Zhou Haotong said, and at the same time took out an invitation card made of gold leaf from his arms, only to see that the cover of the invitation card was written with the words Huashan on the sword.

Seeing this, Zhang Mo couldn't help but be stunned and asked, "You came all the way here just to send me an invitation?"

"Not bad. Zhou Haotong said, and then said: "You performed well at the Jinling feast, and then killed the Heihe Divine Gong with five swords, and you deserved the invitation of Huashan to discuss the sword, but I don't know if you have the courage to accept this invitation." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Mo asked with a frown.

"There are no eyes in the fists and feet, and the Huaxia Sword is the highest level of competition in the martial arts world, and the participants are all the strongest in the world. However, people die every year. You Zhang Mo is young, although you have some ability, I just don't know if you have the courage. Zhou Haotong said in a deep voice.

"Provoke me?" Zhang Mo snorted and smiled, and asked, "Do you think that I am young and vigorous, and it is easy for you to be enlightened?"

After a slight pause, Zhang Mo continued: "Since you say that Huashan is so dangerous, then I won't accept this invitation, whoever loves the sword will go, anyway, I won't go." ”

"You ......" The two old men of the Zhou family suddenly blew their beards and glared angrily, they had never seen such a shameless young man.

I heard the old man scold angrily: "Zhang Mo, you are a coward, a turtle with a shrunken head. ”

Hearing this, Hu Ruoxian suddenly became angry and prepared to shoot at this person.

However, he was stopped by Zhang Mo.

I heard that Zhang Mo said without skin and face: "Whether it's a coward or a turtle with a shrunken head, how can life be valuable? What's more, there is no benefit in participating in this Huashan sword debate." ”

"How can there be no benefit? Martial arts can promote one's own progress. Zhou Haotong said.

"No, I'm fine now. Zhang Mo said with a look of not seeking progress.

"You ......," the old man was angry and suddenly speechless.

However, Zhou Haotong heard the meaning of Zhang Mo's words and asked, "What benefits do you want?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mo's eyes narrowed, and a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, what he was waiting for was Zhou Haotong's words.

I heard Zhang Mo say unhurriedly: "I heard that your Zhou family has a Xuanji Pavilion order, why don't you use this as a lottery head?"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Haotong asked.

"Ming people don't say secret words, I killed Zhou Zilong, and your Zhou family will undoubtedly seek revenge on me. But it's a coincidence that I'm a member of the ability group, and you can't attack me directly, so I was invited to participate in the Huashan Sword Debate. In this way, you can attack me logically, even if I die, the state will not sanction your Zhou family, right?" Zhang Mo said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Zhou Haotong's face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "You are clever, you actually saw the reason, and I underestimated you." ”

"You're so stupid that you think I'm just as stupid as you. After all, if you can find the door, you must have figured out Zhou Zilong's affairs. However, I'm curious, what benefits did you give Lu Xinghe? Zhang Mo's eyes were deep, and the murderous intent on his body loomed.

Lu Xinghe never fulfilled his promise and did not deliver the spirit stone, so Zhang Mo guessed that there must be something wrong with Lu Xinghe.

However, it doesn't matter now, Zhang Mo's injuries have healed, and the flying sword has been reforged, so he is not afraid of the Zhou family at all!