Three days passed in a blink of an eye, and Han Mo was also bored with three days of cultivation, although refining gods is a rare spiritual **, but Han Mo didn't feel anything in the past three days except that his spirit was better, and he also had a lot of doubts in his heart, waiting for the evening three days later to consult the teacher.

At night, Han Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, and after a while, he slowly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said: "There are only twenty-seven days left, and after twenty-seven days, it will be the new coming-of-age ceremony of the family, can I really cultivate to the six-yuan martial artist in twenty-seven days?" Han Mo's brows furrowed as he spoke, ordinary people can't do anything in twenty-seven days, and it is difficult to upgrade to the first level of the ordinary, but he has to cultivate from a useless waste material to a six-yuan martial artist in twenty-seven days, this is simply a fantasy, if it weren't for the teacher's assurance, Han Mo would probably have to give up.

"It's not too early, the teacher should have arrived. Han Mo said and turned over and got out of bed, and cautiously walked out of the Han family's compound without alarming anyone.

Han Mo trotted to the green grass outside the city again, but he didn't find the teacher after coming.

"It's almost time, why hasn't the teacher come yet?" Han Mo said a little anxiously, and he had many questions in his heart waiting for the teacher to help him answer.

As the minutes ticked by, the moon went from rising to the point where it was about to set, but the teacher still didn't appear.

"It can't be that the teacher is misremembering the time, right? Or is there something the teacher is delaying? or... Or is there no way for the teacher to become a six-element martial artist within a month, and everything he says is to comfort himself?" Han Mo guessed in his heart, and couldn't help but worry, and the hope in his heart that had been rekindled turned into a swaying wind again.

"Alas!" Han Mo shook his head a little dejectedly, with some unknown loss in his heart, and was about to go back when his eyes suddenly froze.

Han Mo's eyes were very good, and he saw a person staggering not far away, although he couldn't see the face clearly, his body was almost the same as the teacher, and now at this time, only the teacher would come here.

Thinking of this, Han Mo hurriedly ran over, and the staggering figure walked very slowly, just like those drunks who were drunk, swaying when they walked.

Han Mo ran to take a look, and was immediately shocked, and held the person up, and said worriedly: "Teacher, teacher, are you okay, how could you be so seriously injured?"

Tianlu saw that the person in front of him was Han Mo, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, and he said slowly: "The teacher is fine, you help the teacher sit down first." ”

Han Mo hurriedly helped Tianlu to sit on the big stone on the side, looked at Tianlu and said with a worried face: "Teacher, what's wrong, who injured you?"

Tianlu shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's okay, the teacher met some robbers on the road, and there were some conflicts, and a little injury is not in the way." ”

Han Mo couldn't help frowning when he heard this, the teacher was obviously fooling himself, looking at the injuries on the teacher's body, he was slashed by the sword in many places all over his body, and he was drenched in blood, what kind of minor injury was this.

"Teacher, you tell me the truth, what the hell is going on, I don't believe that a few robbers would have injured you like this. Han Mo shook his head and said, how strong can the robber be, and he won't be a robber if he is strong, there are countless big shili to invite him at any stop, and the teacher is obviously lying.

Tianlu looked at Han Mo with a serious face, and couldn't help but smile with relief: "Good apprentice, it's really a blessing in the previous life that the teacher can accept you as an apprentice." ”

"Teacher, if you really think that I am your good apprentice, tell me what is going on, one day as a teacher and a father for life, since they are all a family, what do you have to say. Han Mo said indignantly, it doesn't matter if he is bullied, his family must not be bullied by others, this is his bottom line.

Tianlu shook his head with a wry smile, leaned on the stone, and hesitated: "Han Mo, in fact, the teacher didn't come out to travel all over the world, but was cornered by the enemy, so he chose to escape." ”

"Enemy?" Han Mo was stunned when he heard this, clenched his fists and said, "Is the teacher's enemy family very strong?"

"Very strong. Tianlu sighed: "The teacher didn't mean to offend them, alas, but everything was late, and the teacher was blamed for his temper being too weird and offending people who couldn't afford to provoke." Tianlu said with some guilt, as if he was very guilty about the enemy he said.

"Then the teacher's injury was caused by those enemies?" Han Mo asked with a gloomy face.

Tianlu patted Han Mo's head and said, "The teacher is already old, life doesn't matter anymore, as long as you can grow up well." ”

"No, the teacher can't die, if they come, I'll be the first to fight with them. Han Mo stood up and said with some resentment.

Tianlu smiled with relief: "Silly boy, okay, don't talk about this, the teacher will breathe first." Tianlu said and knelt cross-legged on the boulder, slowly closed his eyes, as Tianlu's eyes closed, a strong fighting qi fluctuation suddenly overflowed around his body, because it was rich to an extreme degree, so a white circle of light had been formed, and Tianlu sat in the middle of the aperture, which seemed extremely mysterious.

Seeing the teacher meditating with his eyes closed, Han Mo had no choice but to sit cross-legged next to the teacher and look at the teacher quietly.

Half an hour later, Tianlu slowly opened his eyes, and after half an hour of pranayama, the exhausted fighting spirit also recovered a lot, but the injuries on his body could only wait for time to recover.

"Teacher, the fighting spirit in your body is so strong, I don't know what kind of strength the teacher is now?" Han Mo looked at the aura of fighting qi that was withdrawn from his body by Tianlu, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Tianlu Wan'er smiled and said, "Do you know all the hierarchical divisions on the continent?"

Hearing this, Han Mo shook his head and said, "I only know the three levels of Martial Artist Martial Master and Great Martial Master, and each level is divided into one yuan to nine yuan. ”

"That's why you don't read so many books. Tianlu said angrily: "There are many more on the great martial arts, such as martial arts, on the top is the martial king, on the top is the martial emperor, in short, this shijie is not limited, many years ago the highest strength on the continent is the martial saint, and now, the strongest strength is the martial emperor, so there is no eternal first, only continuous transcendence." ”

Han Mo nodded thoughtfully when he heard this, what kind of martial spirit martial king, those are too far away from him, and the head of the family, Uncle Han, is only the strength of a five-yuan great martial artist, he just wants to be a waste who is not looked down upon by others, it is enough to be able to protect himself and protect his grandfather.

"By the way, teacher, I've been cultivating the scroll of refining gods you gave me for the past three days, but it doesn't seem to have any effect. Han Mo asked a little puzzled.

"God refining?" Tianlu was still confused at first, but then he knew that Han Mo was referring to the self-created scroll, and said funny: "You would think, but it's not bad, God refining, it's very suitable." Tianlu straightened his body and continued: "Han Mo, your talent is very high, and you have Yanwu physique as a backing, but what the teacher wants to tell you is that even if you are the best quality Yanwu physique, you also need to continue to cultivate, no one will have invincible strength without practice, and no one will learn any ** combat skills all at once, everything must pay attention to an experience, and if you have enough experience, it will be much easier to practice, the spiritual class I gave you**, it should be counted as a ground level** It's estimated that most people will have to draw for half a year when they get started, and you only have three days to remember not to be impatient, the most taboo thing about cultivating this kind of ** is impatience. ”

What Tianlu said in front of him, Han Mo listened to it and nodded again and again, but suddenly heard a word, and suddenly exclaimed: "The ** of the ground level?"