"yes, it's getting stronger, so strong that we can't keep up with him. Old Chen also sighed on the side.

"Why did you agree to his request so easily just now?" the two were sighing, and Wang Lao interjected coldly.

Huang Lao was also just emotional, and when he heard Wang Lao talk about it at this moment, he also looked at Chen Lao and waited for his explanation.

Stroking his beard, Chen Lao said with a smile: "Hehe, that guy just said that he left Mao Rui's life, you must know that there are many ways to stay alive, and destroying the dantian and making him lose his cultivation is also a life." ”

"Miaozai, looking at that guy's appearance, he obviously attaches great importance to Mao Rui, a junior, and really wants to see what his expression will be when he knows that this junior is a waste who can't cultivate.

"Hahaha. ”

The giants of the three Xiufan investigation teams nested together happily fantasizing about a bright future. But they didn't know that the object of their fantasy, Mao Rui's dantian, had been destroyed twelve years ago, and even the meridians had been broken.

After learning the truth, can the three of them laugh as happily as they do now.

In a light that left the Xiufan investigation team, Mao Shadi hesitated for a long time before he said, "Grandpa, you are doing this just to exercise this Mao Rui and see his ability. But wouldn't that be too hard for that little guy?"

"If you have anything to say, just say it. Mao Yihong replied.

"I'm worried that the Xiufan investigation team will do other things without killing him, which may cause irreparable damage to him at that time. Mao said seriously.

Mao Yihong nodded appreciatively and said, "Yes, you think very specifically, but I won't let them do anything to this little guy." ”

Mao Zhendi was puzzled, not understanding why his grandfather had such confidence, but he listened to Mao Yihong continue: "I will find this little guy before them, and then follow him, protect him personally, and watch him complete this extremely difficult challenge for him." ”

"Oh, this position is almost there, then you can go back to the clan by yourself. ”

"Huh?" Before Mao Yihong could understand the content of Mao Yihong's words, his body was thrown out of the light.

When he stabilized his body and came back to his senses, Mao Yihong had already disappeared with a wry smile, shook his head with a wry smile, and drove the light towards the Mao clan.

After throwing Mao out of the light, Mao Yihong's nails cut through his fingers, squeezed out a drop of blood, and pinched the seal of blood tracking. This old man is ready to use his own blood as coal, and use the bloodline tracing method to find Mao Rui, who is of the same origin as him.

Mao Zhentian's bloodline was traced from the Mao clan, and Mao Yihong, as the previous patriarch of the Mao clan, naturally had this secret method.

Not only can it be used, but it can be said that it can be used quite at the peak, not to mention anything else, just the scope of this search, is not comparable to Mao Rui, a beginner.

After flying for a long time, Mao Yihong sensed a person through this drop of his own blood.

This place is not far from the Bai family, and the only person who has a blood relationship with him sensed in this vicinity must be the Mao Rui who has stirred up chaos between the cultivation realm and the mundane realm.

"Found it. A smile appeared at the corner of Mao Yihong's mouth, and he changed direction with the light and walked towards the position he sensed. Under Mao Yihong's control, the light became fader and fainter, until finally, even the figure with Mao Yihong disappeared.

It can't be said to have disappeared, it's just that Mao Yihong has hidden his figure.

Silently approaching the person he sensed, Mao Yihong carefully looked at the young man in front of him, he looked like he was in his twenties, handsome in appearance, and the rich qi and blood fluctuations emanating from his body proved that the person in front of him was a physical cultivator.

At this moment, the young man was wielding a blood-colored thick-soled machete with black patterns on the surface, practicing a knife technique.

"As described in the intelligence, it's this little guy. Mao Yihong had already decided in his heart that the person in front of him was Mao Rui.

Because the intelligence said that Mao Rui was wearing a white grimace mask, Mao Yihong didn't know Mao Rui's specific appearance, but he just preconceived that the handsome person in front of him was Mao Rui.

In fact, this person is actually Mao Zhe who left alone and went out to practice.

As Mao Rui's cousin, in terms of blood, they are all Mao Zhentian's grandsons. In addition, the two are of the same age, and they are both physically cultivated, and it just so happened that Mao Zhe appeared in the place where Mao Yihong thought Mao Rui might be.

Many coincidences came together to cause this Mao Yihong, who had never seen Mao Rui, to recognize the wrong person.

And these are what Mao Yihong doesn't know, and at this moment he is still carefully observing this 'Mao Rui' that makes him pay attention.

'This kid's heart is really big enough, he has done such a big thing, and he is still leisurely practicing knife skills here. Does he not know about the impending crisis, or does he have any means to deal with it?' Seeing 'Mao Rui' practicing his sword technique here in a hurry, Mao Yihong couldn't guess the methods of this great-grandson, and found that he still needed to make further observations.

'Mao Rui' didn't know that someone was secretly observing him, and after practicing a set of sword techniques, he sat down cross-legged by himself and recovered the consumed spiritual power.

"Tsk, dark spirit root, this is not easy to do, there are not many dark attribute exercises and spells in the clan, this is quite difficult to cultivate. "Looking at the faint black light that emerged around 'Mao Rui' when he was absorbing aura, Mao Yihong secretly said in his heart.

Obviously, Mao Yihong still recognizes the strength of 'Mao Rui', otherwise he would not have thought about how to cultivate it.

As the sun set and the moon rose, the recovered 'Mao Rui' opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and a dark crack appeared, and 'Mao Rui' took out a parchment drawing from it, which was a detailed map of the vicinity, and 'Mao Rui' looked down and decided that one direction was heading away.

Mao Yihong naturally followed, and inevitably sighed in his heart: "It's a space bag! Isn't this the most desirable ability of that kid from Zhentian, that kid had to pester me to teach him when he was a child." Ma Dan, obviously there is no space spiritual root, what kind of spatial ability do you learn, really be Lao Tzu's omnipotence?"

The 'Mao Rui' Imperial Weapon flew into a dense forest, and his consciousness dispersed, and he found a bison.

Mao Yihong was wondering, what is this kid going to do with a beast. As a result, I saw 'Mao Rui' make a cut on his wrist, and blood gushed out without money.

With one hand, the broken wrist waved with a wave of the hand, and the blood galloped happily towards the bison like a spirit.

"Oh, the blood method has broken through to the second layer, to the point where you can already control your own blood, this kid is lucky. ”