Although the wind in autumn is not as cold as the winter wind, it will still bring a little coolness when it blows on people's faces.

Han Li sat cross-legged on the steps in front of the door, ignoring the autumn coolness, according to the mantra of Professor Mo Lao today, and referring to the methods of other boys in cultivating the Seven Xuanmen Basic Internal Strength "Zhengyang Jin", and cultivated it against each other.

Just when he didn't know the essentials and couldn't get started for a long time, he found that his senior brother had returned with a package in his hand.

Zhao Mu saw that Han Li had been waiting in front of his door for a long time, and his originally heavy mood was suddenly washed away by the honest boy in front of him. He threw the package to Han Li, and seeing that this stupid boy couldn't straighten his waist because of the package, he chuckled, "Come in, tap... Don't break what's inside. ”

Han Li struggled to carry the package on his shoulders and followed his senior brother into the room.

Zhao Mu sat down and motioned for Han Li to put the package on the table, then opened it.

Seeing that this package contained: three or five sets of brocade clothes for autumn, Han Li looked at the size of the clothes and found that they matched him very well; A wooden food box, in which there were several kinds of food that Han Li had never seen before, and there were not many of them; There is also a jar of wine, and the seal is written with three big characters "bamboo leaf green"; The place that occupied the most was some precious and rare medicinal herbs, and under the influence of the Divine Hand Valley, Han Lizhi also recognized a few things, such as ginseng, Polygonum multiflori, yellow essence, and so on.

Zhao Mu didn't let Han Li open the wooden box, but took the wine jar, lifted the seal and drank it in a big gulp, then brushed the wine stains from the corners of his mouth with his hand, and said, "These clothes are what I wore in the past, it's cold, seeing that you and I are similar in body at the beginning, I brought them to you, and later you will pack and bring back everything except for the medicinal herbs."

Han Li was a little flattered at first, and then noticed that Senior Brother was a little depressed today, and his tone was a little worried: "Okay, Senior Brother. If you hurt yourself after drinking, it's better for you to drink less. ”

Zhao Mu thought about Uncle Zhong's old face, and felt depressed, so he poured several sips of wine one after another, and was silent.

In a few moments, Han Li had already divided the things.

Zhao Mu took another sip of wine, and then said, "Today, Mo Lao Ke handed over the nameless mantra to you."

Han Li was a little hesitant at first, Mo Lao had told him not to tell others about the mantra, and then he thought about it, when Mo Lao said that he wanted to teach the mantra yesterday, Senior Brother was also there. Moreover, after that day, the senior brother stayed with Mo Lao for a day, presumably the senior brother who was a disciple of Mo Lao had also learned the nameless mantra, and said in his heart: "Yes, senior brother."

Zhao Mu: "Mo Lao shouldn't have talked to you about this mantra in detail, if you don't know anything, just ask me."

Han Li was a little pleased, after all, this mantra was related to whether he could become an old disciple of Mo, this status was equivalent to an inner disciple, and he enjoyed the same treatment.

Unlike the original plot, Han Li had already known at this time that there was a huge difference in treatment between the inner and outer doors. I didn't have the idea of getting through this half a year, and I just wanted to become a disciple of Mo Lao and send more money home. Compared with being able to send more money home from Qixuanmen, everything else seemed less important, because he had been poor since he was a child, and he knew that every time he sent an extra piece of money, his family's life would be better.

However, today, Mo Lao just handed over his own formula, and did not explain it in the slightest, but just let himself and Zhang Tie understand it by themselves. Han Li, who had only been in contact with martial arts for more than a month, how could he learn the mantra so easily, just when he was two years old, Zhao Mu, who was listening, opened his mouth, and explained the confusion in his heart one by one if he solved his urgent need.

After listening to Zhao Mu's careful answer, Han Limao suddenly opened his mind, feeling that he had completely understood the content of the formula, and he couldn't wait to go back to the room and try it out.

Seeing Han Li's eagerness to try, Zhao Mu drank the last sip of Bamboo Leaf Green, and waved his hand a little drunken for Han Li to take the things with him.

Han Li picked up the sorted package and found that it was indeed much lighter, holding the package in one hand and closing the door with the other, and left.

Zhao Mu drank a whole jar of bamboo leaf green, but his body was only slightly drunk, he didn't choose to use the aura to refine the liquor in his stomach, his eyes looked at the bright moon hanging high outside the window, and he didn't know what he was thinking...

In the early morning, a thin layer of silver frost hung on all kinds of plants, as if it was autumn, and the heavens had put on a warm garment for these silent creatures.

Zhao Mu finished eating the last medicinal herb, controlled the aura in his body, and ended the cultivation of the last week. When he regained the true qi in his body again, he washed away the dirt in his body with his spiritual energy, and walked towards Mo Lao's room.

Mo Lao looked at Zhao Mu, who didn't come to ask for peace yesterday, and felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, but his tone was still ordinary and asked the question he was most concerned about: "How is the cultivation of that mantra, but there is progress."

Zhao Mu: "Nothing"

Although Mo Lao was a little disappointed, he had already gotten used to it over the years. Moreover, Zhao Mu had only just started practicing for a day or two, and he was about to open his mouth to exhort.

Zhao Mu spoke up first: "Mo Lao, I will go back to Zhao Mansion today." Come three times in the next month, continue to learn medical skills from you, the piece of medicinal materials of the Seven Xuanmen, I will tell the master of the door, and I will not cut off the supply. ”

Mo Lao looked at Zhao Mu with a twisted face, and mistakenly thought that the young man was impatient, couldn't bear the bitter cold, and wanted to go back to his house to enjoy happiness. What he said that day was to learn medical skills, but it was just the words of a teenager, the words of jokes. In addition, yesterday, Zhao Mu asked for peace in the future, and today he said this prevarication. Before, how satisfied Mo Lao was with Zhao Mu, how disgusted he was now.

But thinking about the medicinal materials promised by the Seven Xuanmen, Zhao Mu had already learned the mantra and didn't know if it could be practiced for the time being, so he temporarily stopped the idea of extinguishing the mouth, and thought about it heavily: "Then you can go yourself, remember that the mantra must be practiced from time to time."

Zhao Mu was about to answer yes, but he saw that Mo Lao was not in a hurry and said: "Press your Tianshu acupoint lightly with your hand, then press the Taiyuan acupoint, and then press the Quze acupoint."

When Zhao Mu heard this, he knew that pressing these three acupuncture points would stimulate the corpse insects in his body, causing severe pain in his body.

Seeing that Zhao Mu had finished pressing the three acupoints, Mo Lao lay down on the ground with a painful face, and said in a cold tone: "I have already poisoned you just now, and it will be poisoned in about a year, after you go back, concentrate on practicing the mantra, and you are not allowed to tell others, I will assess you in half a year, if you can't satisfy me, you will only die!" Do you understand? ”

Zhao Mu seemed to be enduring the severe pain, and said with difficulty: "The disciple understands."

Mo Lao opened his mouth again and added: "Although you have obtained a few points of my essence, don't use your meager medical skills to try to detoxify, otherwise the poisonous gas will attack the heart, and the medicine stone will be difficult to treat." Also, you know my medical skills, so you don't have to think about asking other people for help. ”

Zhao Mu struggled to stand up, only to see that Mo Lao's expression suddenly softened, looking at him like an elder who was kind and seductive but hated iron but could not be steel.

I saw him finally say...