"Master, I'm back. The young man walked into a broken grass hut, and as soon as he entered, a pungent smell wafted into his nose, which seemed to be the smell of some tonic medicine.

It's just that the young man is obviously used to it, and casually handed the herb in his hand to the old man who decocted the medicine by the stove, and then poured himself a glass of water with a kettle.

"Ahem, Mo Dao, you burning vein, I'm afraid I can't do anything as a teacher, ahem. The old man coughed, and the wrinkles on his face were like knives and axes, and the furrows and ravines were all over his face.

"It's okay, master, I'll be very content if I learn this Mo family boxing with you. Mo Dao smiled at the old man and said, although he knew that he was still very yearning for cultivation.

"Let's not talk about this for now, what's wrong with the mission?" the old man slapped his fan and then asked Mo Dao, saying that the old man also glanced at Mo Dao, and there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

"Master, the disciple is incompetent, he failed to kill Feng Renshou ruthlessly!" Mo Dao said to the old man with some shame, "Well, that Feng Ren's life should not be extinguished, I hope he will cough in the future!" The old man began to cough again.

Mo Dao hurriedly stepped forward and patted the old man's back lightly twice, and the old man coughed again for a while before he stopped coughing little by little.

Then the old man took out a half-moon-shaped token from his bosom, which was made of unknown materials, but it looked a bit like dark iron

"This token was found by your side when I picked you up, maybe it has something to do with your identity, now I will give you this half-moon token, you take it and go, go to your family." The old man said slowly to Mo Dao.

"But master, you are the way you are now, how can I leave you alone?" Mo Dao frowned and said, the master took care of him since he was a child, and taught him boxing techniques, how could he abandon the master like this.

The old man glared at him, and said a little angrily: "I have worked hard for so many years to bring you up, just hoping that you can have a good life, instead of living a lifetime with me, an old man, here!"

In this way, Mo Dao took the half-moon token and was driven out of the broken grass house by the old man, and then the old man threw out his things one by one, and with a bang, the door of the broken grass house was tightly closed by the old man from the inside.

Mo Dao looked at the closed gate of the broken grass house, sighed, he bent his legs at the gate, and knelt down: "Master, the disciple Mo Dao is not filial, and he can't give you a pension to the end, if the disciple becomes famous in the future, he will definitely come back-"

Before Mo Dao's words were finished, a rolling word came from the house, Mo Dao hurriedly picked up the things on the ground, patted the soil on his body, and walked into the distance with a helpless face.

And after he left, the door of the cabinet of the broken grass hut suddenly opened by itself, "Ahem, you choked me to death, you dead old man actually locked me in the cabinet." "A woman came out of the cupboard, about four or five years old.

"Aren't I afraid that Dao'er will see it, it's okay that he has been driven away by me. The old man's face suddenly showed a wicked smile, and then he took the woman in his arms, and then sighed again: "If you said that if you knew the truth, would you blame me?"

Mo Dao was picked up by the master since he was a child, according to the master, he was born with the vein of burning evil, and he couldn't practice, so he could only follow the master to learn some foreign kung fu, such as flying eaves and walking on the wall, which had nothing to do with him.

But Mo Dao has longed for that kind of cultivator since he was a child, who can punish evil and promote good, eliminate violence and peace, but unfortunately he seems to have no chance with practice, but fortunately, the master taught him boxing techniques, so that he can survive.

Mo Dao came to a boxing gym, where he has been a boxer, "Mo Boxer, you are here, how is Feng Renshou's mission?" A big man with a meaty face asked, Mo Dao shook his head: "I didn't kill him." ”

"Fortunately, you didn't kill him, the employer came today and said that he was going to cancel the mission. The big man wiped the sweat from his face, "Revoke? why?" Mo Dao asked with a puzzled expression, knowing that this Feng Renshou had killed the employer's eldest brother.

Dahan sighed: "What else can I do, I am afraid of the revenge of the Three Flavors Academy, if you kill their people, even if it is reasonable, according to Han Xiangzi's character of protecting the short, I am afraid that I will find someone related to this matter to retaliate." ”

"I can't figure out why you took on this task at the time?" the big man asked with some incomprehension, "I'm short of money." Mo Dao thought about it and said, but in his heart he was thinking about something else.

Dahan pouted: "The hall owner said, if you take on this kind of task that will smash the gym, you won't be here." Mo Dao shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, old grandson, I know, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future." ”

At this time, a little girl walked in from outside the door, the little girl was wearing a strange hosta on her head, which was very eye-catching, Mo Dao recognized this hosta at a glance as belonging to the Jade Void Palace, and he couldn't help frowning.

Who doesn't know that this Jade Void Palace is the backstage of the Three Flavors Academy, could it be that this Jade Void Palace is going to stand out for Feng Renshou? Thinking of this, Mo Dao walked over, pretending to be calm and asked, "I don't know why the girl came to my Showa Boxing Gym today?"

The little girl giggled: "I have heard for a long time that there is an iron-blooded fist master in this Xinjing, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." When Mo Dao heard the little girl's words, he didn't know what she meant, but he saw that the little girl took out something like a letter again.

"Master Mo, this is the hero post of my Yuxu Palace, three days later, my Yuxu Palace will hold a hero meeting on Xia Ke Island, and I hope that Master Mo will participate in it with a face. The little girl said to Mo Dao.

"Why did you invite me to participate in the Hero Club?" Mo Dao asked with some puzzlement, after all, this Hero Club would only invite elites from all walks of life, but it would never invite waste materials like him that could not be cultivated.

The little girl didn't answer, turned around and walked out, leaving only a burst of fragrance, Mo Dao sniffed lightly, it was the smell of jasmine, he shook his head, and threw the hero sticker into the trash.

For this kind of hero club, Mo Dao is not interested in it at all, and there are two kinds of income in Showa Boxing Gym, one is by accepting tasks entrusted by others, and the other is by collecting tuition fees from disciples who come to learn boxing.

So there are also two kinds of boxers in the boxing gym, and Mo Dao is the first one, who is only responsible for taking on tasks, but will not teach anyone to learn boxing, this is the rule set by his master, and Mo Jiaquan never passes on to outsiders.

Mo Dao sat on a chair at the door, holding a pot of tea, and tasted it in an old-fashioned manner, like an old man of sixty or seventy years old, when suddenly his teapot was snatched down from behind.

"You don't do the task and be lazy here. An elegant and delicate voice came from behind him, "Meisha, why are you snatching my teapot!" Mo Dao looked back and said with a displeased face, and then reached out to snatch the teapot.

This Meisha is the opposite of Mo Dao, the master of the boxing here, he returned the teapot to Mo Dao: "Looking at the way you look today, it seems that you have something on your mind? ”

Mo Dao took the teapot and took another sip, then sighed, raised his eyelids and glanced at Mei Sha: "Do you say that there is still a place for me in this river and lake?" His tone was full of helplessness and despair.

Hearing Mo Dao's words, Mei Sha smiled and comforted: "No matter how big the rivers and lakes are, there will always be an end, how can there be no place for you?" "But I'm different from you, I can't cultivate, at most I can train my body a little stronger." Mo Dao's tone was full of loneliness.

The cultivation of martial artists is divided into several levels, the acquired martial artist - the innate martial artist - the Jindan period - the Yuan infant period - the distraction period - the merger period - the tribulation period, if the tribulation is successful, it will enter the Mahayana period, and each period is divided into three stages: before, middle and after.

Many people are stuck in the stage of the Great Perfection, but there are also a small number of talented people who can practice to the late stage of congenital development, and the innate martial artist can release his true qi, which is also called the release of congenital qi.

The Innate Great Perfection is an important transitional stage for mortals, and it is a threshold that many people cannot cross, if they can't break through to the Jindan realm, then the path of martial artists may come to an end.

And when it comes to the Jindan stage, the lifespan of a cultivator will increase to more than two hundred years, and every time he rises to one level, his lifespan will also increase by one century.

And after crossing the Mahayana period, you can shatter the void, so as to step on the path of immortality, and no matter the path of cultivation, as long as you can achieve the Tao, you can become an immortal, but Mo Dao's physique, no matter how strong the body is cultivated, can only be a mortal.

As long as it is a mortal, no matter how powerful it is, it will be shackled by life, and only by cultivating to the realm of immortals can one achieve immortality, which is an eternal truth.

"Don't be discouraged, didn't your master say that he would find a way to help you, when the time comes-" Meisha's words were not finished when he was interrupted by Mo Dao: "My master has already kicked me out, and he asked me to find my family." ”

Meisha suddenly looked surprised: "Your master asked you to find your family? What kind of drama is this?" Mo Dao glanced at him: "How do I know, his old man said that he can't do anything about my burning vein." ”

"What? Even your master can't cure the burning evil?" Mei Sha said with a shocked face, you must know that Mo Dao's master is unfathomable, and it is said that he was once a member of the Jade Void Palace.

However, when Mo Dao went to ask, his master never admitted it, but warned Mo Dao not to go to the Jade Void Palace in the future, he asked the master the reason, and the master didn't say anything, just asked him to be careful of the people in the Jade Void Palace.

"Yes, my master can't do anything, so I can only live a mediocre life like this. "Mediocrity?" Suddenly a voice came from outside, "I think it's bold!"

"I said Niubi, are you here to stir up trouble?" Meisha frowned at the old Dao who came over and said, this Lao Dao was dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, and he looked like a fairy wind and bones, but his face was angry.

"You're Mo Dao. The bull-nosed old dao pointed at Mo Dao and said, "Yes, under Mo Dao, I don't know-" Mo Dao stood up, and before he finished speaking, the old man waved his right hand, and a gang qi turned into a sharp blade, and shot towards Mo Dao.

Mo Dao's body moved, and the sharp blade turned into a fist towards Gang Qi, although the blade did not pierce Mo Dao's fist, but it made Mo Dao take a few steps back, "It seems that there are really a few brushes, no wonder you dare to hurt my apprentice." Lao Dao stroked his beard and said.

"It turns out that you are the hall master of the Three Flavors Academy, I didn't expect that you would bully me, a waste material who can't cultivate, for an apprentice with poor character. Mo Dao said coldly to Lao Dao, and then swiped his right foot on the ground, ready to attack at any time.