"What's wrong with the master?" On the second day after Mo He broke through the Divine Soul Realm, looking at the Zun Dao Hall that was still closed the door, Mo He felt that he really couldn't understand the Qingmei Dao Chief.

Since the day the Qingmei Daoist got the edict, Mo He has found that the Qingmei Daoist suddenly seems to have changed a little, sometimes he can understand the Qingmei Daochang's mind, but sometimes he doesn't know what the Qingmei Daoist is doing at all, such as now.

Since he successfully broke through yesterday, Qingmei Daoist has entered the Zundao Palace, and he has not come out until now, and there seems to be no movement inside, Mo He tried to probe it with his divine thoughts, but saw that Qingmei Daoist was in the Zundao Palace, holding a jade slip in his hand, and it seemed that something was being engraved in the jade slip.

Shaking his head slightly, Mo He didn't choose to bother, no matter what the Qingmei Daoist was doing now, he was absolutely clear, and when the Qingmei Daoist came out, he could also ask.

After a day's time, Mo He basically consolidated his cultivation, and after taking the step of the Divine Soul, his overall strength increased greatly, but it also took some time to get acquainted with it, even if it was a small magical power that he had just obtained, it also required Mo He to spend time studying, not to mention that there were some spells that could only be cultivated in the Divine Soul realm.

Speaking of the small magical powers he obtained, Mo He's eyes immediately showed a touch of joy, the small magical powers he obtained may not be very strong now, but it can definitely be called unlimited potential, with Mo He's current cultivation and realm, there is no way to fully exert the power of the small magical powers.

To be able to obtain a small supernatural power with such potential, Mo He knew that it was absolutely inseparable from the help of the innate immortal aura, Shuimu Qinghua, as far as the potential of this small supernatural power was concerned, Mo He felt that he should be able to remove the small characters.

Qingmei Daoist stayed alone in the Zun Dao Hall for five days, and only after five days, Qingmei Daoist pushed open the door and walked out, as soon as he saw Mo He, Qingmei Dao Chang handed Mo He three jade slips.

"Among these three jade slips, it is recorded that the life of the teacher, the first is the experience of the teacher's life, where he has been, what kind of customs and customs he has seen, which are recorded; the second jade slip is recorded in all the secret things that the teacher has come into contact with in this life, although it may be vague, because those places are not known for the teacher, but these secrets are also part of the experience of the teacher, maybe you can use it in the future; the third jade slip, the record is some exercises, Spells, in addition to being learned by the teacher himself, are also obtained from some friends who are the teacher, or some opponents who died in the hands of the teacher, the content is not much, and the value may not be great, but in the future, these things should be able to be used in your hands. ”

Mo He looked at the three jade slips in front of him, where did he not know the thoughts of the Qingmei Daoist, these three jade slips can be said to be the Qingmei Daoist's ardent hope for himself, and they are also a inheritance handed over to him, and a heritage for himself in the future.

Raising his hands and solemnly taking the jade slip from the hands of the Qingmei Dao Chief, Mo He said in a very calm voice: "Disciple, I will definitely live up to the master's trust!"

Seeing Mo He's appearance, Qingmei Daoist had a relieved smile on his face.

"You have broken through the realm of divine souls, and you haven't seen your little supernatural powers as a teacher, why don't you let you be a teacher and see it?"

"This is indispensable, but the disciple's little magical power is a little special, why don't the master experience it himself, it can be regarded as the master's guidance to the disciple. Hearing this, Mo He looked at Qingmei Daoist and said with a smile.

Since apprenticeship with Qingmei Daochang, although Qingmei Daoist sometimes personally instructs Mohe magic, the master and apprentice have never really learned once, and if they miss this time, they will probably never have a chance again in the future.

Now that Mohe's cultivation has just reached the early stage of the Divine Soul realm, Qingmei Daoist has been damaged because of his foundation, and his current cultivation realm is similar to Mohe's, which is just right.

"Okay, speaking of which, you and I, the master and apprentice, have never had a fight, so let the teacher see your little magic power today. Hearing Mo He say this, Qingmei Daoist also became interested, and the most important thing is that Mo He actually said this, which means that he is very confident in his little supernatural powers, and Qingmei Daoist also wants to know, what kind of power does Mohe's little supernatural power have?

The two came to an open place in the back mountain, Mo He bowed to Qingmei Dao Chang, and then said, "Master, the disciple has offended!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo He made the first move.

Pinching the magic trick in his hand, a wooden thorn instantly condensed in front of Mo He, and flew towards the Qingmei Dao Chang, and then the figure immediately moved, and at the same time pinched the magic trick, and the figure disappeared into the jungle, which was already launched the wood concealment technique.

Qingmei Daoist easily blocked the wooden thorn sent out by the Mo River, and when he saw the disappeared Mo River, he immediately released his divine consciousness and continued to search for traces of the Mo River around.

However, after scanning the circle, the Qingmei Daoist did not find any trace of Mo He, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Good boy, a wood concealment technique has been cultivated by you to such a point that your divine sense can't detect it, and your breath doesn't leak at all!"

This wood concealment technique is the first technique practiced by Mo He, and the Qingmei Daoist also knows that Mo He has put a lot of effort into the first technique he has cultivated, and his disciple's comprehension of the technique is indeed extraordinary, and his attainments in this technique are very high, but he didn't expect that it has reached this level, so continue to practice, plus his own comprehension, maybe he can bring forth this technique through the old, and even deduce it to the level of Taoism.

As soon as they fought, Mo He gave himself such a big surprise, so that Qingmei Daoist had already cheered up in his heart, ready to see what kind of surprise he could give himself as a disciple!

Thinking in his heart, Qingmei Daochang felt a little movement under his feet, and before he could react, he saw two vines break through the ground and quickly wrap around his legs.

Qingmei Dao Chang used the spiritual power in his body, and without any movement, the two vines seemed to be snakes that had been hit by seven inches, and suddenly they were paralyzed.

But before Qingmei Daochang could react, five meters in front of him, four wooden walls quickly rose, and at the same time, above his head, the roots and thorns of the trees poured down like raindrops towards the area where he was standing.

Qingmei Dao Chang was not in a hurry, the wide sleeved robe flicked upward, and a green light flew out of his sleeve robe, sweeping away the wooden thorns that fell above his head in an instant, and then quickly pinched a magic trick in his hand, and the grass and trees within a hundred meters seemed to come to life at this moment, and they all went in one direction.

Seeing such a scene, Mo He, who was hiding there, knew that he was exposed, although he had perfected the Wood Concealment Technique, but when he cast the spell, he used the spiritual power in his body, and there was still no way to hide all the breath, and now he was discovered, it was just expected.

The blue light thrown out by the Qingmei Daoist fell, returned to his hand and turned into a jade bamboo cane, and then with a light touch on the ground with the jade bamboo cane, countless plants and trees frantically headed towards the Mo River.

Mo He stretched out his hand and patted his waist, and his own black jade bamboo staff also appeared in his hand, also a little on the ground, and the grass and trees that had already pounced in front of him were like being immobilized at this moment, and they couldn't move forward half a step.

"Apprentice, your ink jade bamboo cane is not bad, in this case, don't waste time with the teacher, let the teacher take a look at your little magical powers!"

"Little Divine Power - Aoki Fusion Armor!"

Mo He quickly dodged and left his original position, only to see that Qingmei Daoist had launched his own little magical powers, this is the combat quality of an old Jianghu, as long as he is serious, he will not give up any opportunity, even if he talks to you, maybe he has his own intentions.

Seeing that Qingmei Daochang had already activated his own little supernatural powers, Mo He naturally couldn't hide them, and as soon as his mind moved, he immediately activated his own small supernatural powers.

"Little Divine Power - Mizuki Tsinghua!"

At the moment when the supernatural power was activated, with the place where the Mo River was standing, within a radius of 100 meters, suddenly, there was a burst of light and shadow, and there was a clear pond faintly, the pool was full of lotus flowers, and there were countless plants and trees around it, echoing with this pond water, forming a beautiful landscape.

"Illusion?" Qingmei Dao Chang frowned slightly, his first impression of Mo He's little magical power was illusion, but he soon found something wrong, where the light and shadow overlapped, the water vapor and the grass and trees seemed to be particularly high.

"Shuimu Qinghua, please give me advice!" Mo He's voice sounded at this time, and Qingmei Daoist found that Mo He had disappeared again, but this time, his breath was not hidden, but in this illusory landscape, his breath was everywhere.

"Apprentice, if your magical power is illusion, it seems to be a little too obvious, the method of illusion is better than unpredictable, defeating the enemy unconsciously, sucking to the depths, it is to confuse the real with the false, to transform the real into the virtual, what are you!" Qingmei Daoist continued to speak, only this time he answered him, this was directly Mo He's attack.

In this illusory landscape, a large pool of water rose from the pond, and suddenly exploded, turning into a fine needle rain and shooting towards the green plum road.

At this time, the Qingmei Dao Chief, who was in the state of Aoki's melting armor, was not afraid of the overwhelming needle rain, and his huge fist changed, and a huge wooden shield immediately rose in his hand, blocking in front of him, ready to take Mo He's blow.

However, the moment the needle rain and the shield came into contact, the Qingmei Taoist immediately regretted it, and the shield in his hand was broken in an instant in the attack of the needle rain, and the needle rain fell on his body, causing great damage to his huge wooden body, but fortunately, in the end, he still did not completely break the Aoki Melting Armor.

"With such power, this supernatural power is definitely not a simple illusion!" After taking a few steps back, Qingmei Daoist already understood in his heart that Mohe's supernatural power was really not simple.