Mo Daoxu trembled, his son had great ability, and he didn't realize that as Lao Tzu, this father was really derelict in his duty.

Mo Daohan trembled slightly hoarsely, and said, "He really has the ability to turn ordinary people into qi refiners?"

At this time, when the news broke, the first person who couldn't hold his breath was Mo Daohan. Everyone in the Dao Sect knows that the heirs of the three elders have a super genius Mo Qianlong who takes the sword as his companion and martial arts as his friend, and a grandson who has been judged to be a "waste person" since birth.

Seeing this, Mo Daolin lashed out: "Third child, the words of the junior cannot be trusted, let's not say whether Mo Chen has anything to change a person's qualifications, even if there is, with his previous arrogant attitude, it is impossible to take out the medicine obediently." I won't believe a word of what a man who has forgotten his ancestors says, and my niece doesn't have to defend someone who has no awe. ”

Fight tiger brothers, go into battle father and son soldiers.

Mo Youlong saw that Lao Tzu opened his mouth, and he naturally couldn't fall behind: "What the second elder said is reasonable, with his arrogant and ignorant character, it is inevitable that he will suffer a big loss when walking on the rivers and lakes in the future, how can you believe what such a person who runs the train with his mouth full of?"

Mo Daohan insisted: "Whether it's true or not, I have to try it, Sumire has been decadent for many years, and now he is 12 years old, if he continues to be decadent, even if my grandson is completely finished, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, I can't give up."

The other elders were talking to each other, each with their own abacus, although they were born in the Dao Sect, who didn't have one or two descendants in their family who couldn't cultivate? The children of the four elders of the Mo Daoyu family are the most pitiful, they are all twenty-seven years old, but they can only take care of the worldly business like an ordinary person, after the outbreak of the last days, he returned to the Taoist Sect, although he didn't say it, but everyone knew that he had a strong heart, eager to contribute to the Taoist Sect like a Qi refiner.

After a pause, Mo Youlong got up and hugged his fists at Mo Daohan and said, "The third elder doesn't need to worry. Today's world is not comparable to the lack of aura in the past, the world is big, there are always a few things that can change the qualifications, if you believe in the dragon, from now on, even if the dragon has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, it must be ......"

Bang!

Mo Daohan slapped the table with a loud slap, interrupting Mo Youlong's "emotional" speech, his eyes couldn't help but narrow into a triangular shape, his rumbling and bulging cheekbones trembled, and a rare look of anger appeared on his weather-beaten lean face: "Mo Youlong, my grandson is not a tool for you to hit anyone."

Mo Daolin's eyebrows jumped, it was rare to see an honest man Mo Daohan would be so violent, in their hearts, the third child has always been a transparent character who plays a round game, but when he was angry today, it was really extraordinary.

Seeing that Mo Daohan was really angry, he hurriedly persuaded: "Third brother, don't be angry, You Long didn't mean that." You Long, how did you speak, don't apologize to the third uncle quickly. ”

When he criticized Mo Youlong, he quietly changed the title from the third elder to the third uncle, the sect is ruthless, and there must be punishment, but the family affection is different, you say that you are an elder, you can't be as calculating as the younger generation, right?

Mo Youlong apologized: "Third uncle, I'm sorry, it was Youlong who said the wrong thing."

Mo Daohan snorted: "Don't treat everyone in the world as fools, we are not chess pieces in your hands, borrow a knife to kill people, and be careful to set yourself on fire."

Mo Youlong reluctantly accepted this suggestion: "You Long remember."

Mo Daohan snorted and followed Mo Chen's footsteps, his warning made Mo Youlong secretly clench his fists, this time you gave me a great shame, when I become the sect master of the Dao Sect, I will definitely return it.

The meeting broke up unhappily, Mo Youlong could be regarded as a complete loser, not to mention offending the three elders, and the other elders were also vague because of Mo Chen's medicine, and today Mo Daolin insinuated that Mo Daoxu was irresponsible, and he had done so many things, but in the end it was still in vain.

As soon as the elders left, Mo Youlong played another trick to attract people's hearts: "Qianlong , I heard that your cultivation has recently entered a bottleneck, and Ding Su of the Five Elements Sect just gave me a few molten vermilion fruits, this thing is of great benefit to you, so I will hand it over to you." Of course, Yuanlong, you also have a share. ”

The little fat man Mo Yuanlong laughed and said, "Senior brother, I thought you knew me best." Whether it is molten vermilion fruit or other elixirs, I Mo Yuanlong don't like it, I haven't taken it since I was sensible, have you forgotten? ”

Mo Youlong patted his head and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my senior brother has been busy these days, and he has forgotten your rule that the wind and rain don't change." Molten Fruit is not an ordinary elixir, don't you want to try it? ”

Mo Yuanlong shook his thick short arm, and said indifferently: "The rules have been kept for more than ten years, and you can't break the rules today, although the molten Zhuguo is also good, it is much worse than the strength of the battle improvement, and I don't like to suddenly increase my cultivation, the sequelae are too great, and there will be a period of emptiness."

"In this case, I will not advise you anymore." Mo Youlong smiled: "If you figure it out in the future, Senior Brother's molten Zhuguo will keep you at any time."

"Thank you, brother." Mo Yuan Long Dao.

Feeling the gaze from Mo Youlong, Mo Qianlong said: "Cultivating to the Transformation Yuan Realm, one or two molten Zhu Fruits can't increase a bit of True Qi, not to mention that I have already turned into the peak of the Yuan Realm, how can the molten Zhu Fruit not help me break through the realm, let's leave it to other people who need it." Xinxian's cultivation is very suitable. ”

Mo Youlong was not reluctant, he didn't look at Mo Xinxian, and walked out of the conference room with his hands behind his back.

After a while, Mo Qianlong sighed and said: "Senior brother has sunk, in the past, he treated people sincerely and did not make false feelings, but now he will actually calculate a few of us, such a mental skill, I am afraid that the Dao Sect will not stop the turmoil."

Mo Yuanlong added: "What's more, Ding Su has never crossed paths with him, how could he give him a treasure like molten syrup vermilion?" Just now, he said that Ding Su gave him a few molten vermilion fruits, heh, borrowing the money of the Taoist sect, being generous to others, pretending to be public and favoritism, this is a big crime. ”

Mo Xinxian said: "Now that he is the acting sect master, he has the right to distribute the resources of the Dao Sect, as long as a few elders don't say it, he is not a fake public and private, and he alone has the final say." I didn't expect the senior brother to become like this, and he, who had the most tenacity in his heart, also fell under power. ”

With a false sigh, Mo Yuanlong waved his hand and said, "It's not interesting to discuss him, it just so happens that my eldest brother can't cultivate by birth, so I also hurried to ask Cousin Mo Chen for a bottle of qualification-changing elixir."

As soon as he stood up, Mo Xinxian said, "You better not go."

"What, could it be that potion is something made up by Senior Sister?" Mo Yuanlong asked suspiciously.

"It's true that the potion is not fake, but all the things have been given away, and my brother has no inventory in his hand, so it is impossible for you to get the potion if you go."

Mo Xinxian spread her hands helplessly, signaling him to come one step late.

(End of chapter)