When he opened his eyes, he saw the wooden ceiling, and Mo Zhong stretched out his hand, as if to hold the Huazhu on the dome, his eyes were blurry for a while, and Mo Zhong subconsciously wiped a handful on the back of his head, hurting him and inhaling cool air. "Isn't it a dream?" muttered to himself, and Mo Zhong rolled over and got out of bed, carefully observing his surroundings. It was a wooden house, as if no one had lived in it for a long time, it had been freshly cleaned up, and the dust on the windowsill was still thick. "Anyone?" Mozhong shouted, and there was silence, as Mozhong had expected. "Damn, that guy is too heavy. "Gently rubbing the back of his head, there is a big swollen bag. Staggered out, Mo Zhong frowned, is this a volcano? Why is it so hot, the air is filled with the smell of sulfur, a few breaths of air, which makes Mo Zhong very uncomfortable, and when he turns his head, a huge volcano comes into view. "It's really a volcano!" Mo Zhong couldn't help but want to ask who built a wooden house next to an active volcano so much, especially this volcano looked like it was about to erupt! Back in the house, Mo Zhong looked around for what he needed to take away, turned around and found nothing to gain, so he simply rolled up the quilt on the bed, found a pair of tongs in the corner, ran out of the house, and rushed down the mountain.

Galloping on the mountain at great speed, Mo Zhong felt the feeling of riding the wind, and halfway down, halfway up the mountain, a figure appeared in Mo Chong's sight. "Is there anyone?" said secretly, Mo Zhong didn't dare to contact him, if it was a bad person, it would be terrible, his true qi was completely unable to operate at all, and the back of his head hurt like fire all the time. Gradually, the man approached, and his pupils shrank, it could actually be him! Walking on the mountain road was a middle-aged man, who seemed to have been seriously injured, and his clothes were already torn in many places, and some places were even stained red with blood. A face full of exhaustion, a black face that I don't know how long I hadn't washed my face, my beard was unshaved, it was unkempt, and most importantly, the man's sword was broken!

"Master!"

The man was stunned for a moment, and when he looked up, an old face suddenly glowed with a strange brilliance, as if the whole person was a few years younger. "Disciple!" stretched out his hand a little tremblingly, Xuanchen was in tears, since he found a treasure medicine and returned to the barren mountain, he found that Mo Zhong was no longer there, and when he was looking around, he was accidentally chased and killed, and he was broken by the evil spirit, and he had no face to meet the sect, so he had to wander outside. "Xuan Soul, where have you been? You have so hard to find a teacher!" Grabbing Mo Chong's hand, Xuan Chen was reluctant to let go, for fear that he would not see him again in the blink of an eye. "Master, I'm helpless!" explained to the master why he wasn't in the barren mountain, and the two found a place and sat there to rest. "Apprentice, I have found a treasure medicine for you, as long as you take it, you can penetrate the meridians, and enter the Gangqi as soon as possible, you can be regarded as a master. Xuan Chen took out a small wooden box from his arms, the small wooden box seemed to be sandalwood, exuding a little light fragrance, and there were some rare birds and beasts carved on it, which was very extraordinary at first glance. "That's good!" Lao Dao saw that Mo Zhong's eyes were straight, and he was very proud, and said with a smile: "This is what I stole from the Murong family's stronghold, and I was slashed three times by the old ghost for this treasure medicine." Pointing to the sword wound on his body, Xuan Chen waved his hand indifferently, "Disciple? You already have a sense of qi now, right? Don't worry, take your time, you will soon be able to reach the level of passing through the meridians." "This, master, I have already opened the meridians of my hands. "What?" Xuan Chen plucked out his ears, thinking he had misheard.

"Master, don't dig it out, you heard it right, I have really opened the meridians of my hands. "Then you can show me." "This ...... To tell you the truth, I can't use my true qi now, I don't know why, the true qi in my body seems to have disappeared, and now the back of my head still hurts. "The true anger is gone? Lao Dao suddenly became interested, stretched out his hand against Mo Chong's back, and a stream of true qi was instilled into it, carefully probing Mo Chong's meridians. "Hmm, it seems that the true qi is over-running, and there is something that inhibits the self-recovery of the true qi, which causes you to be unable to operate the true qi, what have you been doing recently?" "It's nothing, I had a fight with the person called Xiao Ding and Duanmu Ci, and in the end, it seemed that the true qi was violent, and the true qi in my body was uncontrollable, and all of it burst out, and then a guy named Know-it-all hit me in the back, and I don't remember anything." "Oh my God, what have you been doing these days?" Xuan Chen was surprised by his apprentice's experience, and turned Mo Chong's body around, taking a closer look at the back of his head.

The back of Mo Chong's head seemed to have a big bag, red and swollen, and Mo Chong, who was in pain when touched, screamed strangely, and almost rolled off the stone. "Master, are you trying to kill me?" Mo Zhong turned his head and asked Xuan Chen with teary eyes, Xuan Chen spread his hands, signaled that he didn't make a heavy hand at all, and looked at this lump carefully, Xuan Chen found that this lump was like a living thing, and it would even move! "Don't worry, see the teacher help you get it out!" Xuan Chen rubbed his hands, a little eager to try. You?" Mo Chonghu asked suspiciously, and just wanted to turn back, he was dazed by a slap from the old way. "I don't know how to bring something good to my old man when I go to the City Lord's Mansion to play, you kid really has no conscience!" A hand touched the severed half of the evil spirit, and quietly approached the lump, the sharp sword qi stimulated the ink weight for a while, and a cold sweat broke out on the back of the neck. "Don't be nervous, as long as you don't move, I won't hurt you!" After calming Mo Zhong, Xuan Chen carefully scratched the lump, wanting to cut the lump.

This cut was terrible, the lump seemed to be rioting, and began to move wildly, screaming in pain, falling to the ground and struggling, holding his head and screaming in pain. Mo Zhong felt that his head must have cracked, and the sharp pain was accompanied by the feeling of being drilled open by something, as if something was drilling hard at you. "Damn! what the hell is it, it hurts to death!" endured the pain and slowly got up from the ground, the decisive light in Mo Chong's eyes flashed, and he raised his hand to grab half of the slash evil and slashed it at the back of his head, blood splattered everywhere, only to hear a soft sound of Pu Putong, something fell into the dust. "It's a Gu worm!" Xuan Chen exclaimed, he didn't expect it to be this thing, his shot was like lightning, Xuan Chen pinched the Gu worm in his hand, the Gu worm was not honest in Xuan Chen's hands, eight long legs and feet moved, it seemed to be a few straws of the elder in the place of breath, the whole body was blood red, and there were undried blood stains on it. "What the hell is this?" glanced at it in disgust, and Mo Zhong decisively pinched this thing to death, disgusting to look at. "This is a Gu worm, a very ancient sect used by things, usually very weird, this is like a special sucking true qi for a living, you try to see if you can still visualize and restore true qi now. "It's already possible. "It looks like someone planted Gu worms on you when you were unconscious. Xuan Chen glanced at his apprentice a few times, he could let the other party use Gu worms, it seems that Mo Zhong is extraordinary in the other party's psychological status.

"Master, what are you doing here?" "This, for the master's evil slashing, so ......" mentioned this, Xuan Chen's face was very uncomfortable, after all, this was something given to him by the ancestor of the sect, and now that it has been broken, it is really difficult to explain. "Where is this?" Mo Zhong asked the question he had been wondering about, "You don't know?" Xuan Chen was surprised, "This is the Demon Volcano, the place where the ghost craftsman lives in seclusion. "Who's the ghost craftsman?" Mo Zhong listened in a fog, "Oh my God, you don't even know this, how did you get here?" "I'll be here as soon as I wake up." "Then let me tell you, this ghost craftsman is a master of weaponry, and there are not many people in the world who want to ask him to help make a weapon, but only a few people know about the ghost craftsman's hermitage. "Ghost craftsman?" touched his nose and whispered to himself, as if it was very interesting.