"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. ”

Yes, good luck, 'Mao Rui' was able to cultivate the Mao family's blood method to the second level, which can only be regarded as good luck in Mao Yihong's eyes.

After all, according to the particularity of the Mao family's blood law level, the first layer can still be said to be the result of hard work, but when it comes to the second and third layers, it can really only be said to be luck.

To give a simple example, in the Mao family, Mao Rui used the automatic absorption of the "Pulseless Formula", and the depth of the first layer of his blood method had already surpassed that of the rest of the Mao family, and it was only slightly shallow than Mao Zhentian.

But even so, Mao Rui has not yet touched the threshold of the second layer of the blood law. And this 'Mao Rui' in Mao Yihong's eyes, the first layer of the blood method is far less profound than Mao Ruilai, but he has already touched the second layer of the blood method.

I have to say that sometimes luck is a kind of strength.

The 'Mao Rui' in Mao Yihong's eyes, the blood thrown out of his hand, had fallen on the bison at this moment, and instantly wet a tuft of hair from the bison, and then... Well, no then.

Mao Rui's spell looked like a few drops of water had fallen on the bison's hair. It didn't attract the slightest attention from the bison, and it was still eating the weeds by itself, and the bull's head didn't turn a bit.

'Mao Rui' frowned, and cut the wound that had healed quickly again, and the blood fell on the bison again, but the bison still did not react.

This time, 'Mao Rui' seemed to be thinking about it, and it took a while before he tried again.

"Ah, I failed again, why is this kid so stupid, the second layer of the blood method, how can you use it like this?" Mao Yihong was anxious to watch, and resisted the urge to show his body and teach him.

Fail, fail, fail again. 'Mao Rui' spilled blood again and again, and faced failure again and again.

But he didn't give up and continued to try. Until you practice until you lose too much blood, your face is pale, and your body begins to be unstable.

Mao Yihong, who was hidden, looked at the 'Mao Rui' who was recovering on his knees, and the corners of his mouth outlined a smile.

Although there were many attempts, none of them succeeded. But Mao Yihong saw his perseverance from this young man.

In the face of difficulties but not giving up, this son has an excellent heart.

Sunrise and sunset, a week was spent under the practice of 'Mao Rui' and the secret company of Mao Yihong.

A week is obviously not enough for Mao Yihong to completely see through the personality of 'Mao Rui', but just the fact that it has been observed makes Mao Yihong feel very gratified.

It's just that there is one place during this time that Mao Yihong can't understand, seven days have passed, and no one from the Xiufan investigation team has come to him, according to the intelligence ability of the Xiufan investigation team, it really shouldn't be.

What kind of conspiracy are there among those three horsemen, they haven't done anything for so long.

Mao Yihong, who recognized the wrong person and didn't know it, after not seeing anyone from the Xiufan investigation team, naturally concluded this phenomenon as the conspiracy of the three giants of the Xiufan investigation team.

"Woohoo"

Mao Yihong was thinking about conspiracy theories here, and a large sound of breaking the air sounded.

"It's coming. "The powerful divine sense had already seen a group of monks in black robes flying from a distance.

In this kind of dress, who else can there be other than the people from the Xiufan investigation team?

Three miles, two miles, one mile, getting closer and closer...'Mao Rui' had already spotted someone coming, and frowned.

"Woohoo"

The group of people in Mao Yihong's imagination fell in front of 'Mao Rui', and the scene where the leader was babbling a bunch of pretended words to 'Mao Rui' did not happen.

This group of members of the Xiufan investigation team flew straight from above, without even looking at 'Mao Rui'.

Mao Yihong couldn't help but look at 'Mao Rui', what's going on? Aren't people here? What tricks are they playing?

For the people in the Xiufan investigation team to just skip the head, Mao Yihong said that his heart was confused and ignorant.

Obviously, at this time, this big guy standing at the peak of the Earth Cultivation Realm had not yet understood that the young man in front of him was not the Mao Rui he was looking for.

The 'Mao Rui' in his eyes obviously didn't understand how this group of people flew over his head, and he was thinking about it with a frown on his brow at the moment.

"Hey, keep up, the young man is just impulsive now, isn't he afraid that this is the other party's trap?"

'Mao Rui' didn't seem to think about it, and followed in the direction where the group had left. Mao Yihong sighed in his heart at the same time, he also followed, he also wanted to see what conspiracy the other party had.

The group of people from the Xiufan investigation team in front of them, after flying for half a day, came to a valley within the range of the Xiuzhen Chu family.

The entire valley was shrouded in the light of the formation, and outside the valley there were more black-robed monks gathered, who were now launching a strong attack on the formation that enveloped the valley.

The magic is all over the sky, and the roar continues.

The black-robed man made such a big noise, which naturally attracted the attention of the nearby Chu family and the scattered cultivators, and when they had nothing to do with themselves, they came to be the audience one after another.

'Mao Rui' followed the black-robed man all the way here, looked at the black-robed man who was breaking the formation, and leaned towards the crowd of onlookers.

"Miss Chu Chu is also here, I don't know if the girl knows the origin of this group of black-robed people, looking at their dress, it seems that they are not the forces of the cultivation realm in Zhejiang Province. ”

'Mao Rui' saw in the crowd the Miss Chu family who had a relationship at the auction, Chu Chu. So he stepped forward to say hello first, and then asked.

"Are you?oh~ I remembered, you are Mao Zhe of the Mao family, right?" Chu Chu was obviously not impressed by Mao Zhe, and did not recognize him immediately.

When Mao Yihong heard the word Mao Zhe, he chuckled in his heart, and secretly said that it was broken.

After Mao Zhentian ran away from home, Mao Yihong did not pay less attention to him, who Mao Zhe is, of course Mao Yihong knows, Mao Zhentian's eldest son and eldest grandson, and he is also his great-great-grandson.

But the problem is that what he Mao Yihong is looking for now is another great-great-grandson named Mao Rui.

If he hadn't understood that he had recognized the wrong person at this time, then he Mao Yihong would not be worthy of standing at this height.

"Miss Chu Chu, who are these black-robed monks?" Mao Zhe didn't care that Chu Chu didn't recognize himself at a glance, and when he saw that the other party was distracted, he raised his question again.

"Oh, they, actually, I don't know, as far as I guess, they should be members of the Xiufan investigation team. Chu Chu told Mao Zhe about his guess, and before Mao Zhe could say anything, he suddenly said in surprise: "Hey, as a member of the Mao family, you don't know about this?"

"It's... As a member of the Mao family, you must know?" Mao Zhe asked incomprehensibly.