However, there was also an accident on Mo Lao's side.

In other words, after Mo Lao, who felt that Zhao Mu was missing, was too strange after returning from the Zhao Mansion, he became even more concerned about Han Li's whereabouts, and did not leave the valley to find the elixir for Han Li like the original text. Every time Han Li left the valley, thinking that Han Li and Zhao Mu had a close relationship, he would secretly lurk behind him and follow Han Li.

The time Han Li looked for Zhang Tie, he looked at the little green bottle until he picked it up, but he didn't take it to heart at first, just regarded the little green bottle as an ordinary object, at most it was worth more because of its exquisite style. 、

Later, one night, Mo Lao saw Han Li mysteriously running out of the valley, and he was seriously suspicious and followed behind him again.

Under the moonlight, all kinds of visions from the little green bottle were all in his view. Guessing that this little green bottle should not be an ordinary thing, Mo Lao carefully inquired about the remnant soul of Yu Zitong in his body.

However, Yu Zitong, who had a different heart, didn't know what this green bottle was. I thought to myself, no matter how strange the green bottle is, when the plan is completed, sooner or later it will be in my pocket.

In order to avoid things from changing, he didn't tell Mo Lao about this kind of green bottle that can emit visions under the moonlight on its own, even in the immortal cultivation world, it must be a rare treasure.

It's that the green bottle looks extraordinary, but it's only for mortals like Mo Lao, after Mo Lao steps into immortal cultivation, he can find that things similar to the little green bottle are everywhere in the immortal cultivation world.

Seeing that Yu Zitong wanted to speak and stopped, of course he didn't believe it, he was more eager for the green bottle and Han Li, and he also paid more attention to Han Li's every move.

This situation continued until Han Li broke through the sixth layer of Qi cultivation, and Mo Lao, who often looked through medical books, found that several Dan prescriptions that he had sandwiched into some books seemed to have been flipped through, and although the person who flipped through the Dan prescriptions was quite careful, he still left traces.

After Zhao Mu disappeared, apart from himself, only Han Li could go to the Divine Hand Valley and was willing to go to see the medical book. The traces on the Danfang are old and new, and it is categorically impossible to be left by Zhao Mu before, so there are only... Han Li!

Mo Lao thought of an anomaly from before—about a week after the vision happened that day, Han Li had asked about the medicinal properties of many medicinal herbs, and he was quite eager.

At that time, he only thought that Han Li was studious, so he taught him everything. Later, he told Han Li with regret that these medicinal materials were not difficult to see, but in order to exert a certain medicinal effect, they all required that they be so old that it was almost impossible to find them in this world.

Now that I think about it, most of those medicinal materials are the main medicines recorded on the Danfang. The other adjuvants on the Danfang are required to be of ordinary age, although some are also very rare, but it is also feasible to replace them with other ordinary medicinal materials.

The pills made by these pills are extraordinary, and several can even promote the practice of Changchun Gong, but because their main materials are irreplaceable, and the requirements for a very high year limit, no one is willing to refine, and gradually disappears, and then they are included by themselves, and they are casually sandwiched in medical books.

Elder Mo thought again, although Han Li had a disappointed face when he heard that the main medicine was required to be of a high vintage, there was a trace of joy in his eyes that could not be concealed.

Visions, the Dan prescriptions that have been flipped through...

Quite eager, inquiring about the properties of the medicine...

Vintage limitations, joy in the eyes, promotion of spiritual practice...

Coupled with Yu Zitong's desire to speak and Han Li's secret search for the main material seeds!

All kinds of clues surfaced in Mo Lao's mind one by one, and he guessed that the effect of the little green bottle and Han Li might have reached the fourth layer of Changchun Gong, and his heart was hot...

After about an hour, Mo Lao forced the excitement in his heart, and after thinking about it, he didn't tell Yu Zitong his guess, and took advantage of the thunder and lightning outside that night to stun him with medicine.

However, when he was about to carry it, Zhang Tie, who was becoming more and more sophisticated, suddenly woke up. After another fierce fight, Mo Lao stunned Zhang Tie again, returned to his room and began refining him into a puppet.

A few days later, Mo Lao, who confirmed that he was well prepared, summoned Han Li.

In the past few days, Han Li found out that Zhang Tie was missing, and he only saw some bloodstains in Zhang Tie's house, and nothing else, and when he was worried about his friend, he was suddenly summoned by Mo Lao, and his heart was even more vigilant.

Mo Lao suddenly made a move, and Han Li, who was already alert, was naturally not easily restrained by him. Although Han Li relied on various means such as secret weapons, poisons configured with the little green bottle, etc., Mo Lao was unable to succeed in a short period of time. Unfortunately, Han Li, who was a rough martial artist, was finally attacked by another green-robed man he had almost ignored, and was captured and pressed to the ground.

Mo Lao was worried that his guess was wrong, and before Han Li had reached the fourth level of Changchun Gong, he first fed Han Li a corpse insect pill.

Then he explained the effect of the corpse insect pill, and explained the causes and consequences of the injury and the need for people who had practiced the four-layer Changchun Technique to heal their injuries, and told Han Li a little embellishment, in a vain attempt to continue to deceive and stabilize Han Li. After that, Mo Lao began to check the progress of Han Li's cultivation.

After carefully examining it, it was just that although the mortal Mo Lao didn't know what Han Li's specific cultivation was, he was overjoyed because of his years of research on Changchun Gong, and he could also determine that Han Li should be above the fourth layer at this time.

After that, Mo Lao used the Five Ghosts to devour the soul, temporarily recovering his youth and giving birth to mana to seize the sacrifice, and Yu Zitong, who wanted to make a profit, also entered Han Li's Divine Court after waiting for a while, but both of them were killed by Han Li and so on.

In the stone house, two teenagers sat opposite each other, one was ordinary and the other was handsome, it was Han Li who told about what they had encountered in these days and Zhao Mu who listened carefully.

Zhao Mu, who understood the reason for the matter, saw that his wine jar was empty, so he took out another jar and asked Han Li if he wanted another jar with his eyes.

After Han Li blurted out the whole matter of Mo Lao, his nerves, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally relaxed completely.

Seeing his senior brother's signal, Han Li grabbed the mouth of the jar with one hand, brought the jar to his chest, and looked straight into the jar with his eyes, only then did he realize that the wine filled inside had already bottomed out, and he nodded drunkenly, his face was still flushed under the continuous stimulation of the alcohol.

Han Li tore off the sealing mud from the wine jar and poured another long sip, he had never drunk a drop of wine, although he was still a little uncomfortable with the spicy taste after the first jar of wine, but the stimulation of the nerves by the alcohol made him feel a lot more relieved.

Putting down the wine jar, Han Li's right hand tried to reach into the placket of his chest, as if he was going to take out something, but he was drunk and hazy several times without success.

He could only lift the placket of his shirt with his left hand, put his right hand inside, carefully took out an object from his arms and put it in the palm of his hand, and gently stroked it with his hand, as if this thing was very precious to him.

Zhao Mu's eyes changed, and finally he looked at Han Li's palm solemnly...