Yue Kingdom, Caixia Mountains, Qixuanmen, Shenshou Valley.

"Ahem...... Ahem"

"Mo Lao, can you let me go now?

In the two years that you have been out of the valley, the disciple has kept in mind the order of Mo Lao, practiced diligently every day, and has already practiced this nameless mantra to the third level!"

Han Li looked at the familiar and haggard face in front of him, and he wanted to retract his palm.

However, the master in front of him, Mo Lao, was holding his wrist with his left hand, and the expression on his face changed from ecstasy to sluggishness.

Although I don't know why, Mo Lao's eyes that were blazing just now suddenly became lifeless, and then he was stunned again.

However, Han Li's nameless mantra had already been cultivated to the fourth level, and he could already manipulate the strength and weakness of that strange true qi in his body at will.

Therefore, if he secretly controlled his true qi to the third layer, Mo Lao would never find out!

"You've reached the third level so quickly!Han Li, you're doing a good job!"

"Mo Lao, these are all things that a disciple should do, but can you remove the disciple's acupoint now?"

The ink giant looked at the protagonist in front of him, looking respectful to himself, and then secretly spit out the groan.

Still pretending to be in front of me!

I didn't know that you had cultivated the Changchun Gong to the fourth level, and now you still want to use the third level of the Changchun Gong to fool me!

At such a young age, there is such a city!

No wonder the protagonist is called "Han Lao Mo", "Immortal Cultivator", and "Sect Exterminator" by netizens

And I always like to open the vest number!

"Murder and arson, flying rain, saving suffering and saving Han Tianzun"

All the bad things are carried by Li Feiyu, and the good things are only enjoyed by the protagonist!

If the protagonist's companion Li Feiyu knew that he had carried so many pots for Han Li, I am afraid that he would also crawl out of the grave!

At this point, you may wonder why I know so clearly!

It's all because of my ...... I......

I wore into the novel "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" written by Forget Yu!

And I'm dressed as a villain!

Doctor Mo - Mo Juren!

Although my name before the crossing was Mo Giant, it is more homophonic with Mo Juren's name.

But that doesn't make me wear it on him!

You must know that Mo Juren is the villain, but the protagonist can not forget the existence in his life!

At the same time, when the ink giant was chasing "The Legend of Mortal Immortals", he also complained a lot about Mo Juren!

A good hand was played by him!

A good martial arts master, sitting on such a big gang as the Jiaohui Club, with five beautiful and moving wives, and three lovely daughters.

If you don't enjoy such a good life, what kind of immortal do you want to cultivate?

Now it's good!

Not only did the immortal not cultivate, but he was also counterattacked by the immortal cultivator Yu Zitong on the verge of death, and was hit by the blood arrow yin soul curse.

That's it, Mo Juren still doesn't know how to change, and he still has to listen to Yu Zitong's coaxing to cultivate and take away the immortal cultivators!

You must know that in the world of cultivating immortals, mortals without spiritual roots will not be able to succeed at all!

However, Mo Juren didn't know such news, otherwise he wouldn't have listened to the rumors and tried every possible means to take Han Li!

But when he thinks of his current situation, the ink giant now wants to commit suicide immediately!

Why?

Because of the corner of the ink giant's eye, he saw a big man wearing a hat, a mask, and a robe standing at the door, like a dead man at this time, standing at the door of the door.

And this masked man is none other than the little friend who accompanies the protagonist Han Li, Zhang Tie!

But at this time, Zhang Tie had been sacrificed into a puppet by the original owner who had died.

As soon as he thought of this, the ink giant looked at the vigilant protagonist Han Li again, and quickly unlocked the acupoint for Han Li.

"Han Li, your hard work is in the eyes of the teacher.

But you can't practice all day long, didn't you keep clamoring to learn martial arts a few years ago?

Then the teacher will officially allow you to learn the other martial arts of the Seven Xuanmen now!"

After unlocking Han Li's acupoint, the ink giant let go of Han Li's wrist, then stood up and spoke to Han Li.

"Mo Lao, are you serious?"

As soon as Han Li heard that Mo Lao had allowed him to learn the other martial arts of the Seven Xuanmen, his eyes showed a look of joy, and he quickly inquired about Mo Lao.

"Hehe, how can the teacher deceive you, he didn't let you learn other exercises before, because he was afraid that you would be multitasking and delay your cultivation of the mental method passed on to you by the teacher!

But now that you've successfully cultivated to the third level, there's no longer any reason for you to be a teacher and forbid you to learn other martial arts!"

The ink giant looked at Han Li's gaze, and once again imitated Mo Juren's tone, turned his back to his body, and continued to fool Han Li.

"Mo Lao! disciple...... The disciple is ashamed! The disciple still thinks that you ...... old Mo."

Han Li looked at Mo Lao's back, thinking about his previous bad speculation about Mo Lao, it was simply lard that blinded his heart, and he almost made a big mistake.

You must know that Han Li and Zhang Tie didn't pass the Seven Xuanmen trials at all, it was Mo Lao who opened the golden mouth and accepted the two of them as registered disciples from the hands of the Wang Sect Master!

And after Mo Lao brought them back to the Valley of the Divine Hand, he didn't let them do some chores.

Instead, he taught them the exercises, taught them medical skills, and treated them like fathers.

At that time, when the exercises were assessed, Zhang Tie obviously did not pass, and Han Li thought that Mo Lao would let Zhang Tie go down the mountain.

However, Mo Lao seemed to see Han Li's careful thoughts, and not only did he not let Zhang Tie go down the mountain, but he also taught Zhang Tie a martial arts secret book of Elephant Armor Skill.

Although this elephant armor skill is extremely difficult to practice, Zhang Tie is also a person with a tough mind like Han Li, and Mo Lao's teaching of Zhang Tie's elephant armor skill is also extremely good!

Every time Han Li was bullied by other disciples of the Seven Xuanmen, Zhang Tie could always rely on the Elephant Armor Gong to vent his anger for Han Li.

And even Li Feiyu couldn't break through Zhang Tie's defenses!

But two years ago, Zhang Tie suddenly left a letter without saying goodbye, which made Han Li sad for several months.

"Hey, let him go over the past, Han Li, you don't have to blame yourself too much, these are the medicinal materials I brought back from the valley this time, you can also accept them!"

When the ink giant heard the voice of the protagonist Han Li crying with joy, his heart became excited, and he finally fooled the protagonist!

Immediately after that, the ink giant picked up the medicinal herbs placed on the table again, and then handed them to Han Lidao affectionately.

"Mo Lao...... Disciple...... The disciple has nothing to repay! In the future, if Mo Lao sends him, the disciple will never give up!"

"Alright, you go down first!"

Han Li also seemed to be very satisfied, and after taking the medicinal materials from the ink giant's hand, he knelt down on his knees and showed his loyalty to the ink giant.

Hearing this, the ink giant was also in a good mood, so he nodded at Han Li and told him to quickly step back, saving him from shifting the topic to Zhang Tie.

"Old Mo, pay more attention to your body, the disciple will retire first!"

Han Li stood up and bowed to Mo Lao, and then left Mo Lao's room with the medicinal herbs.

However, when Han Li left the door, Han Li couldn't help but look at the giant man at the door.

At the same time, there was also some familiar feeling in my heart, as if I had seen this giant man before.