Ji Lao nodded: "You should also go back, being able to get along here for so long can be regarded as the fate between us, after all, you went out from my Ji clan, don't you think of a road number for yourself?" ”

When Mo Yelang heard this, he shook his head slightly: "No need, I am not your Taoist family, so there is no need to impose these false names on myself." ”

"But..."

Listening to Ji Lao's tone of wanting to speak and stopping, Mo Yelang tilted his head slightly towards him, his eyes narrowed, and asked, "But what?" ”

Ji Lao smiled, touched his beard, and said, "But the girl who came that day is a rare good seedling." ”

I don't know why, hearing this, Mo Yelang felt that he still had some pride in his heart.

His people are naturally very good.

Ji Lao continued: "Since this matter has been brought up by you, according to your vigorous and resolute character, it must be the time of the next few days, although you may not like to listen to my chatter, but I have to say, after you go out, don't show your edge in everything, people, you have to learn to hide your strength, do you understand?" ”

Mo Yelang didn't speak, he stood up directly, and shook his robe lightly to smooth out the folds that he had just sat down.

He has never agreed with this statement, and he has never done such a thing as hiding his strength.

How strong and powerful he is, this is a well-known thing in Hwaseong.

If you can keep this reputation, you can keep it, and if you can't keep it, you don't have the ability to do it, and you never complain about others.

So he didn't respond at all, but walked straight to the door, pushed the door open and went out.

Ji Lao looked at his back and shook his head slowly, this kid has a good life, the luck of the number, and now he has extraordinary ability, he is destined to be an extraordinary person.

Regarding the descent of the mountain, Mo Yelang has already thought about it, and the time is set for tomorrow.

Today, I will organize all my things, and it stands to reason that he came with nothing but money and checks, and he should have returned empty-handed.

But after living here for so long and learning so many Taoisms, I bought a lot of cheats and magic weapons in front of Ji Lao.

Mo Yelang had to bring all these things back, and he bought all the writing tools that he could use and didn't use, and he also took into account Gu Beibei's relationship.

On weekdays, when I saw her, those things looked ragged, thinking that her master was so poor, there should be no good treasures, so she simply brought some back from Ji's family.

Beibei should be pleased.

Thinking of this, Mo Yelang's expression softened, and the corners of his mouth hooked a slight smile.

Early in the morning of the second day, Cuizhuxuan was still as usual, with groups of disciples standing in the courtyard practicing Taoism.

So the yard listened to the noise, and there was quite a bit of fireworks.

Mo Yelang tied the package behind him in front of him, and in his hand was the Ji clan's ancient sword Sanqing Sword.

Ji Lao was already sitting in the living room waiting for him, Mo Yelang walked over unhurriedly and stood still in front of Ji Lao.

He arched his hand at Ji Lao: "The grace of saving your life is unforgettable." ”

Although his attitude towards Ji Lao may not be so polite on weekdays, he has always kept this kindness in his heart.

If Ji Lao hadn't accepted him that day, he might have died of poison.

Ji Lao touched his beard and smiled with satisfaction, he naturally wouldn't tell Mo Yelang that he fainted outside Cuilinxuan's door that day, it was him

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took out the business card of the president of Vantone Group from his pocket, and took a fancy to him as a potential stock, which saved him.

This kind of thing, naturally, cannot be said or said.

He pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down, and have one last cup of tea with me." ”

Hearing this, Mo Yelang sat down upright, took the teacup next to him and drank it all.

Ji Lao looked at him awkwardly and asked, "You can't wait so much?" ”

Mo Yelang nodded honestly: "Return to your heart like an arrow." ”

Okay, since you want to leave, you can't stay by force.

It's still heart-wrenching just to think about letting go of a cash cow.

Mo Yelang stood up again, bowed slightly to Ji Lao, and then walked towards the door without looking back.

It was late at night when he came, and now he goes back early in the morning.

After this experience, it was like a new life, and it also made Mo Yelang more aware of what he really cared about.

Ji Lao looked at the back of Mo Yelang walking out of the courtyard slowly, and felt a little sad in his heart, a sadness, his eyes were a little spent, and he looked at Mo Yelang like a tree full of gold walking forward.

He stretched out his hand weakly, regretting why he didn't turn over the warehouse yesterday, and then turned out a few unused cheats and magic weapons to sell to Mo Yelang.

Alas, forget it, the money for the pension is almost earned, and it is better for people not to be too greedy.

Ji Lao pretended to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a little Taoist priest came in outside the door, bowed slightly in front of him, and then asked, "Elder, the formation has been prepared, can it be activated now?" ”

Ji Lao pinched his fingers and calculated, from Mo Yelang just now to the present, it is estimated that he is about to walk down the mountain.

He nodded and said, "Let's start." ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he still didn't leave, and stood there with some hesitation.

Seeing this, Elder Ji asked, "What else do you have?" ”

When the little Taoist priest heard this, he said: "Wouldn't the elder be too strict with that formation, the demons and ghosts in there were all released from the Ghost Descending Tower, would he not be able to deal with it?" ”

Ji Lao narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction Mo Yelang left, and then said, "He learned the Extreme Intention Sword Technique to go back, and it is enough to deal with these little ghosts." ”

said that he was going down the mountain, after all, he learned the things of their sect and went back, if he didn't have any real skills, he would lose Ji's face at that time.

This trial is very necessary.

Mo Yelang carried his package on his back and walked forward without looking back.

Although he hadn't gone down the mountain these days, the memory of that night in the mountain was too deep, so he remembered the route very clearly.

What's more, outside the courtyard of Cuizhuxuan, there was a very detailed guide to descending the mountain, and Mo Yelang glanced at it roughly when he passed by, and he was already very clear in his heart.

It's just that today, for some reason, he always feels that something is wrong.

Although he had not been practicing here for a long time, he had a keen sense of those evils.

Mo Yelang stopped in front of the path down the mountain, and if he walked further, he officially walked outside the range of Cuizhuxuan.

He glanced up at the sky, where the morning sun was hanging in the east, symbolizing new life.

Mo Yelang lowered his head and looked ahead, the path in front of him was twists and turns, and he couldn't see the end at a glance, and the dense bamboos on both sides covered the path tightly.

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It's not outside the door of Cuizhuxuan, it's quite weird.

Mo Yelang changed the posture of the sword in his hand, and then took a step forward, just crossing the dividing line between Cuizhuxuan and Xiaolu.

The moment he entered, the wind and clouds changed immediately, and the clouds immediately overhead him, and the light around him instantly dimmed a lot, and the scene that was still full of vigor just now was gone.

In the dense bamboo forest in front of you, there seemed to be a gust of wind on the flat ground, blowing thousands of dense bamboos rustling.

The corners of Mo Yelang's mouth hooked, and he knew that Ji Lao would not let him go down the mountain so easily.

But he is not afraid, the skills he has learned are to be used, since he has to set up such a checkpoint on the way down the mountain, then it should be a test for himself.

Mo Yelang shook the sword in his hand, and it just so happened that he also wanted to know how powerful Ji's extreme swordsmanship was.

He stopped and continued to walk, the clouds above him seemed to follow him, and everywhere he went, the sky instantly fell.

Because the wind was blowing on the bamboo, the rustling sound would not stop for a while, and the movement around it could not be heard clearly.

Mo Yelang smiled, this trick is quite good, but unfortunately it doesn't work very well for him.

The rustle was above, and the movement around him was below, and he could still tell this clearly.

From the beginning, he heard this movement, something was scurrying around here, but this movement did not restrain his steps, he carried his sword, and walked forward without any scruples.

It's just that compared to the sneaky movements, what Mo Yelang cares about more is that from the beginning, every step he takes, there seem to be some subtle changes around him, and in order to verify, he is also paying attention to the changes around him while walking forward.

The dense bamboos around here all look similar, but if you look closely, there are subtle differences.

So Mo Yelang had already discovered that he had been circling in place since the beginning.

It seems that if he doesn't solve the troubles in front of him first, he won't be able to get out of this bamboo forest.

Mo Yelang stopped, the wind around him still didn't stop, the dense forest swayed, under the oppression of the dark clouds, it looked like there were shadows, as if the demons and monsters in the mountains had all awakened at this time, waiting for an opportunity to move in the dark places that were invisible to the human eye.

He looked up and glanced at the sky.

The Sanqing Sword in his hand seemed to feel the unusualness around him, and it vibrated gently in Mo Yelang's hand.

Mo Yelang stroked the blade of the sword with his thumb, as if to appease, and then removed the Sanqing sword from his waist, he closed his eyes and stared, and plunged the sword straight into the ground.

This sword is a rare sword in the Ji clan, although Mo Yelang spent a lot of money to buy it, but in the process of recognizing the lord is exceptionally smooth.

It seems that it has been sleeping for many years, just waiting for Mo Yelang to pull it out.

The Sanqing sword entered the ground, and with it as the center, the surrounding land began to crack to both sides.

There were many fine cracks on the ground, and the rustling sound in the bamboo forest was even more obvious.

The dark clouds in the sky seem to be lower, and the surrounding light can no longer see that this is daytime, I don't know if it is an illusion or what, there is a full moon hanging in the sky, and in such a scene, it looks even more demonic.

It's just that the three clear swords have just entered the ground, and the demons and monsters around here must be about to appear.

Mo Yelang has never panicked, he has only one idea, no matter how many demons and monsters there are, kill one when they come, kill one when they come, kill one when they come, the small bamboo forest, I'm afraid it still can't trap him.

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