The scene was very grand, surrounded by layers of people inside and outside, and the old man also let out bursts of screams, and his voice was extremely poignant.

At the same time, he also gulped out blood, as if with some strange sense of rhythm, and the big man spurted out a mouthful of blood every time he hit.

The big man punched a few times, seemed to be tired, stood up and pointed at the old man and scolded: "Old immortal, if you dare to come to Lao Tzu's shop to peep again, I will definitely beat you once I see you, I am so old, even if I am still so nasty!" After the big man finished speaking, he spat disgustingly.

At this time, a middle-aged man standing with Xu Mo pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed: "Alas, there is really no bottom line in discipline, this old man has to be beaten almost every day, just to watch those ladies change clothes, is it really worth it." Alas. ”

Xu Mo was stunned for a moment after hearing this, glanced at the old man slightly, and then turned his head and left.

But he had barely taken two steps on his front foot, when he suddenly turned around, and saw that the old man was wiping the blood from his lips and striding towards him with a majestic stride.

Xu Mo gently turned to the side, wanting to dodge, for fear that he would bump into him.

The old man walked straight past Xu Mo's side, suddenly stopped, suddenly turned around, showed an extremely surprised look in his eyes, and then looked Xu Mo up and down, and then exclaimed: "Little brother, I see that your heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, and the purple light is transparent, you are absolutely extraordinary!"

Xu Mo frowned slightly, could it be that this old man is still a fortune teller? But now that fortune tellers are so powerful, it can be seen who is not a cultivator?

So, without leaving a trace, he used his divine sense to scan the old man's body, and with his divine sense, he could naturally see through the old man's inner body at a glance, this person did not have a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, and even left many dark diseases in his body, which was obviously caused by being beaten often.

Xu Mo didn't have the slightest interest in this person, so he turned around and left without hesitation, if this old man followed him again, he wouldn't mind teaching him a good lesson.

After walking not too far, I heard the old man say leisurely: "If there is no one to guide me, I am afraid that it will be hopeless in this life, but it is a pity." ”

Listening to these leisurely words, Xu Mo's body suddenly froze, and the evil qi accumulated on his body surged out, pressing towards the old man, turning around, staring at the old man coldly and asking, "Who are you?"

The old man who was standing in place just waved his hand lightly in front of him, unaware of Xu Mo's boundless evil spirit, and waved his hand very casually.

After waving for a while, he felt very bored, so he pretended to look up at the sky deeply, and said with a proud face: "You don't need to know who the old man is, but the old man knows how to make you break through the current realm." ”

Xu Mo's thoughts turned rapidly, and he said secretly: This old man does not have the slightest cultivation, but people can see through at a glance that he is trapped in the Great Perfection of Yuanying, could it be that this person's cultivation is far beyond the incarnation period, and what treasures on his body hide his own breath?

"Then what should I do to break through the current realm?" Xu Mo looked at him and asked solemnly.

The old man glanced at Xu Mo without being salty, stroked his stomach and sighed: "Alas, people are old, this stomach is hungry, but I can't remember anything, I know that the nearest restaurant is good, why don't we go over and talk while eating?"

After speaking, he licked his dry lips, and his stomach was also very cooperative with the sound of 'gurgling'.

Tiannan Wine Pavilion is one of the most luxurious and high-end restaurants in the city, and there are many high-ranking officials and nobles, who basically eat and talk about making a living here.

The strange old man walked into the restaurant with his head held high, not paying any attention to the eyes of the diners around him.

Of course, eating in the hall, the old man absolutely disagreed, after he entered, he walked directly towards the private room, the shopkeeper Xiao Er on the side looked at him, a strange look appeared on his face, and then his eyes fell on Xu Mo's body, and then immediately stepped forward to entertain him.

When the old man made a move, Xu Mo showed a strange expression, because the old man was too familiar with this place.

Pulling out the chair, before his buttocks were hot, he began to report a lot of dishes that Xu Mo had never heard of, which really made Xu Mo startled.

Then, when the dishes were served, the old man started like a whirlwind and ate the dishes.

Xu Mo patted his forehead, looking helplessly at the old man's appearance of being possessed by a starving ghost, and then shook his head and said, "You won't eat slowly, and no one will rob you!"

"Who said no, you, aren't you?" the old man grabbed a chicken leg in one hand and looked at Xu Mo and asked vaguely.

Xu Mo didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he asked coldly to the point: "You say, how to turn into a god, Xu Mou listened attentively." ”

The old man grabbed the leg of an animal and replied vaguely while eating: "Oh, the young man is just impatient, when I finish eating this, let's talk about it in detail." ”

The old man also finished eating very unambiguously, and then wiped his hands on his body, and said very profoundly: "In the period of transformation of the gods, you need to understand the principles of heaven and earth, I see that you have also understood recently, but to break through the period of transformation of the gods, you must produce an artistic conception, do you understand the artistic conception?"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Xu Mo, and then said leisurely: "Young man, let's feel it well! When you realize the artistic conception, you will not be far from the transformation of the gods...... Well, I'm going to and I'll explain it to you in detail when I get back. ”

The old man suddenly stood up and touched his buttocks, and a strange 'poof' sound came out, followed by a foul smell that filled the room.

The old man smiled awkwardly, then turned two steps into one step, and ran away in one stroke.

With a slight wave of his hand, the stench of the house was blown out of the window by a fresh breeze, and at the same time, when the old man left, Xu Mo attached a trace of divine consciousness to his body, and the old man's series of movements were all strange.

The words that the old man had said were almost the same as the inheritance that the master had put into his mind at the beginning, and this kind of common knowledge of a cultivator, how should a mere mortal know it.

While Xu Mo was meditating, his face suddenly turned cold, because his divine sense sensed that the old man had slipped through the back door of the hotel, and then quickly ran a few steps forward, blending into the flow of people and disappearing.

The figure flashed, Xu Mo appeared in mid-air, watching the old man find a store to change his clothes, and then continued to walk on the street, constantly looking left and right.

Then his eyes soon caught sight of a monk dressed in purple, and he ran forward in a panic, pretending to speak in a deep voice: "Young man, I see that you are surrounded by colorful streamers, could it be the reincarnation of some great power?"

The monk only glanced at him slightly, and walked on, not paying any attention to the old man, who in his mind was just a mortal.

But the words that followed really surprised him, and he only heard the old man say slowly: "Alas, if there is no one to guide me, I am afraid that there is no hope for the infant in this life." ”

Seeing this scene, Xu Mo frowned suspiciously, because this old man did not cultivate, how did he see through this young man's cultivation, and he could see that he was about to become a baby.

Suppressing the curiosity in his heart, Xu Mo continued to look, he wanted to see why this old man had deceived so many monks and could not be killed.

You must know that any cultivator is absolutely not allowed to be played by a small mortal without making a move.

After a period of observation, Xu Mo found that there were five people who were deceived, and what he deceived was also very ordinary, nothing more than eating, drinking, and having fun in the mortal world, and the most excessive thing was just going to the Qinglou.

Although he deceived five people, none of them came to him to be angry, as if the words of this old man had some kind of special magical power.

Xu Mo was in the sky, following him with stealth, and listening all the way, it was extremely frightening, because what the old man said was exactly right, and he also had an extremely thorough understanding of how to break through his cultivation.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened Xu Mo became, and he quickly withdrew his divine sense, and stopped checking it, because this person Xu Mo couldn't see through, so it was better to make less trouble.

After Xu Mo's divine consciousness was withdrawn, the old man walking in the crowd raised his head, looked at the empty area in the sky, and muttered in his mouth: "Yuanying is at the peak of the Great Perfection, this kid is cultivating very fast, the last time I saw him, he was still Jindan, and he will be at the peak of Yuanying so soon." ”

"It seems that this kid is trapped at the peak of Yuanying, do you want to help him?" muttered again, and then the old man shook his head and said very freely: "That's it, if he comes to me, I will help him, if he doesn't come, there is no way." ”

When Xu Mo was not thinking about the old man's affairs, his figure flashed in his shop, looked at the empty house, sighed slightly, and said leisurely: "People sell things when they open shops, but I don't sell anything, this is too different!"

However, when he looked up at the door, he saw that the heavens and the earth had fallen into darkness, so he shook his head and said again: "Forget it, it's getting late, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

When he raised his feet and walked towards the inner room, he found the little boy he had seen in the morning walking slowly towards him, still holding a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Fu Hu, are you still here, have you forgotten, how did your mother teach you?" Xu Mo frowned slightly, and asked Fu Hu depressedly.

Hearing Xu Mo's words, Fu Hu's originally calm little face burst into tears in an instant, and he said with sobs: "Hmm, hmm, big brother, this is what my father asked me to send to you." ”

Xu Mo felt the deep malice of this family, first his mother, and then a father, what does this family want to do, is it possible to come to him one by one?