Chapter Seventy-Three: The First Teacher Hai Bodong!
Ye Mo half-hugged the green scales that were trembling in his body, looked at the ground full of broken corpses and bones, and waved his hand lightly.
The hot and dry Mocheng suddenly blew a gust of fresh wind, with a hint of coolness, blowing into people's hearts, making the residents of Mocheng who had lived on the edge of the desert for a long time squint their eyes comfortably.
This sudden breeze blew across the ground, causing the blood stains and bones all over Ye Mo to disappear immediately, and the gate of Mocheng City returned to its original calm.
It's as if nothing had just happened.
"My lord, the city lord invites you to go to the city lord's mansion to talk about it."
A city guard got the order from his superiors, trotted over, and said to Ye Mo respectfully.
Ye Mo's movement to kill the slave hunting group alarmed the strong people of Mocheng, they couldn't figure out Ye Mo's strength, and the city lord of Mocheng wanted to invite Ye Mo into the city lord's mansion and touch the bottom of Ye Mo.
"No need, I'll just come to Mocheng for a casual stroll, and I'll leave in a while."
Ye Mo refused the invitation of the city lord of Mocheng, hugged the green scales, sat on Xiao Zi's back, and walked towards the city, the city guards did not dare to stop it, so they had to let it go.
Ye Mo entered Mocheng, his purpose was very clear, he didn't wander around, but came to a remote corner of Mocheng, where there was an inconspicuous shop.
The shop is small, the business is very deserted, and on the counter sits an old man who is carefully making maps with his head down, his head is full of white hair, but the dry palm of the black pen of drawing is still strong and powerful.
"Boss, bring me a map!"
Ye Mo walked into the store and circled around, with maps of various types and sizes hanging on the walls or placed on the counter.
"Take your pick."
When the shopkeeper saw Ye Mo coming in, he didn't raise his head, he lowered his head and concentrated on sketching the map, very cold.
"Then I want this one."
Ye Mo walked to a quaint wooden frame, this wooden frame, old and old, on it were some yellowed maps, he took out one of them, and it was somewhat similar to the remnant map of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire found in the Demon Beast Mountain Range.
"Are you sure, it's an ancient map with no value."
Seeing Ye Mo pick the remnant map, the old man finally raised his head slowly, his eyes swept over the broken map in Ye Mo's hand, and an inexplicable taste swept through the cloudy old eyes.
"How can the remnants of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire be worthless? Lord Ice Emperor Hai Bodong! ”
Ye Mo put the remnant picture on the counter, looking at the old face with a terrifying scar, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this old guy is not honest, he hung this remnant picture here to sell, just to seduce people with other remnants to come.
"Boy, how did you know who I am?"
Hai Bodong was shocked, he was sealed by Medusa with most of his strength, so he could only secretly live in seclusion here, for fear of being discovered by the enemy.
Ye Mo didn't speak, Hai Bodong's face became more and more gloomy, the hideous scar was even more fierce, he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and his body rushed towards Ye Mo like lightning.
When the sea waves flashed eastward, the cold air quickly diffused in the store, and a faint mist swirled in the middle.
"You weren't my opponent in your heyday, let alone now?"
Ye Mo turned a blind eye to the changes in the shop, the power of the Dou Ling level was fragile in his eyes, and a white flame suddenly appeared from the tips of his fingers.
As soon as the flames came out, the cold aura around him quickly dissipated, and Hai Bodong's heart was alarmed, and he quickly retreated.
"The bone spirit is cold, and there are ...... Amethyst Winged Lion King! ”
Hai Bodong, who retreated to the back, saw the bone-white flame, his eyes moved, and he saw Xiao Zi smiling "friendly" at him, and he took a few steps back in fright.
The cold fire of the bone spirit is nothing, and the master's strength is not good and he can't exert any power, but the Amethyst Winged Lion King is different, this is a demonic beast that he still does not dare to provoke when he is still at his peak.
"If you want it, take it."
Hai Bodong looked miserable, knowing that he had no power to resist in front of them, so he simply gave up the remnant picture that he had treasured for many years.
"I want the remnant picture, and I want you too!"
Ye Mo put away the remnant picture, saw Hai Bodong, who was unwilling, smiled, and then said.
"What use am I to you, I'm just a fighting spirit."
Hai Bodong was stunned for a moment, and laughed at himself, the other party was so extravagant that he took the Amethyst Winged Lion King as his demon pet, and he would care about him as a mere fighting spirit.
"What if I could break the seal on you?"
Ye Mo said softly, looking at Hai Bodong, he believed that Hai Bodong would definitely not be able to stand this temptation.
"If you can break the seal on my body, I can agree if the conditions are not too much."
When Hai Bodong heard Ye Mo's words, his cloudy old eyes burst into bright light, and his excited body trembled.
"The conditions are very simple, as long as you join our academy as a teacher."
"Academy? Teacher? ”
"That's right, Immortal Academy, it's the force I came from!"
"It's a deal!"
Hai Bodong decisively agreed, Ye Mo was young and powerful, and he was also protected by the Amethyst Winged Lion King, joining their forces, Hai Bodong only made no money.
"Okay, then I'll help you break the seal now!"
Ye Mo saw that Hai Bodong readily agreed, and he was also happy in his heart, there are students who naturally have teachers, but Ye Mo does not have the time and energy to be a nanny teacher for students and assist them in their growth.
Ye Mo and Hai Bodong entered the inner room, while Qing Liang and Xiao Zi stayed outside.
Hai Bodong crossed his knees, Ye Mo's divine sense probed into his body, and sure enough, he found a powerful seal that was binding his dantian, causing the fighting spirit to be stagnant and unable to flow out.
"Whew!"
Ye Mo's eyes flashed with divine light, and he shouted, and the glow in his hand formed a handprint, which entered Hai Bodong's body.
Two forces erupted in Hai Bodong's body, and the powerful impact made his body shake and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Immediately after, a majestic momentum gushed out from him, Hai Bodong was in a stirring mood, laughed a few times, and couldn't wait to travel in the sky now to show his strength as a fighting emperor.
"Thank you for your help!"
After a while, Hai Bodong's heart calmed down, he bent down and saluted Ye Mo, and said respectfully.
"You're welcome, it's all your own people."
Ye Mo waved his hand, he was the second Dou Huang-level thug in Dou Po.
"Pack up, let's wait to go to the Tagore Desert."
"The Great Desert of Tagore? What is the young master doing there? ”
Hai Bodong frowned, that place was his sad place, Hai Bodong's strength was sealed by provoking Medusa in the desert.
"Find a fire, see a person!"
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