When Mo Bei was stunned, the white-eyed old man had already landed, and as soon as his sleeve robe was turned over, a gust of wind swayed, and his body floated up like a feather and landed outside the Mo family's house. The white-eyed old man walked with his hands behind his back and walked out slowly into the distance.

"Immortal Elder wait for me!" Mo Bei's eyes rolled, he jumped on the rock, and rolled out of the Mo family in the air, following closely behind.

The white-eyed old man didn't seem to hear his words, his pace seemed to be slow and leisurely, but it shrank into inches, and the speed was extremely fast.

One step at a time, it's ten zhang!

Seeing that the white-eyed old man was gradually disappearing from sight, Mo Bei gritted his teeth and showed a hint of resoluteness: "I don't believe it, I can't catch up!"

After that, the muscles of Mo Bei's body suddenly tensed, his body was extremely vigorous, and he rushed out like a cheetah, his speed was actually increased by three points, and he rushed with all his strength, swaying a gust of wind, and hurriedly catching up.

The white-eyed old man heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw that Mobei was in the dust, and he was tired and snorting to catch up, leaving a yellow earth dragon with billowing smoke in the mountains and forests, following closely behind.

"If you can hold on, if you can keep your heart, the deity will give you a chance, if you can't, hehe!"

The white-eyed old man's heart moved, and he waved his sleeves casually.

Swirling, the breeze that held his body gradually became bigger. The next moment, the white-eyed old man took a light step and walked forward, his steps were not big, but he disappeared from Mo Bei's sight again in the blink of an eye.

"Again, it's getting faster again!" the corners of Mo Bei's mouth twitched, looking at the white-eyed old man who had disappeared into the dense mountain forest.

"If the immortal wants to get rid of me, why bother. It has long since turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared. Mo Bei's eyes flickered, pondering in his heart, and thought: "The immortal said that if you want to apprentice, you must first pass his test. Why, that's the test!"

"Okay!" Mo Bei's expression was shocked, and his eyes were shining: "I want to cultivate immortals, this is the only chance!

Thinking about it, Mo Bei gritted his teeth, his legs were tense to the extreme, and his toes touched the ground, like a dragonfly touching water, his body turned into a gust of wind and rushed out!

Do everything in one's power!

One old and one young, one before and one behind. Shuttling through the mountains and forests.

Whenever a wild beast stood in the way, the old man waved his hand, and a wisp of black mist rose out, turning into a black wind to kill the past.

The black wind swept by, and no matter what kind of beasts and birds of prey, they were all turned into white bones, and there were no corpses!

The distance between the two of them has always remained ten, not far or close.

Mo Bei wanted to keep up, but he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get an inch closer to the white-eyed old man!

Mo Bei immediately changed his running method, not chasing frantically, but chasing with the experience on the earth, the most scientific, the least consumed, and the most capable of long-distance travel!

Then he stretched out his hand and threw away the long sword of the Nanshan swordsman!

The white-eyed old man was stunned for a moment and said, "Don't you like this sword very much?"

Mo Bei said: "This sword is good, I like it very much, but now it is my burden, with it, it is a waste of my physical strength, so I can only abandon it!"

Abandon it now, and I can get better in the future!"

The white-eyed old man nodded slightly for the first time, and then continued to move forward!

Half a day later.

Mo Bei's chest rose and fell violently, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and his limbs were as heavy as lead.

"Okay, I'm so tired...... Mo Bei only felt that the heart in his chest was constantly beating wildly, and the blood was gushing continuously, almost jumping out of his throat.

There seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, and his throat was so sweet that he almost spurted blood.

"No, you can't stop. Mo Bei's gums almost bit out the blood, and he staggered and ran with the urge to faint.

"I must cultivate immortals!"

Every step he took, he used all his strength to feed, and his legs were trembling.

Beads of sweat the size of beans soaked all over his clothes.

After running wildly for most of the day with all his might, Mo Bei's body was overdrawn to the limit, and only an empty shell was left that had already been hollowed out. The obsession in my heart is budding, supporting the crumbling body.

"I must, I must, I must not fall...... I can still ......."

After the two passed through the mountains and forests and reached a small town, the white-eyed old man walked slowly towards the city.

Mobei followed!

The white-eyed old man is always in front of you, as long as you take a small step, you can catch up with him, but this step, you will never be able to take a step!

The white-eyed old man looked indifferent, shuttling through the bustling flow of people like a cloud. In the crowd, no one could get close to him.

Anyone who approached the white-eyed old man was gently pushed away by the invisible power.

"So many people?" Mo Bei, who followed him, moved in his heart, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, a strong force erupted from his legs, and he rushed into the crowded crowd with the sound of the howling wind.

"Get out of the way!" Mo Bei shouted, causing people's eardrums to buzz.

This abrupt shout attracted everyone's attention, and they subconsciously followed the source of the sound.

"Ahh......hh

I saw that the street was still neat, and the stalls on both sides were instantly overturned by the strong wind, pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, cabbage leaves, egg shells were thrown everywhere, and it was a mess.

The flow of people was also blown to the sides by this strong wind, making way for a wide avenue.

An afterimage suddenly rushed out of the avenue, driving a howling wind and flashing in front of everyone.

Suddenly, the whole bustling street was overturned, chickens and dogs jumped.

"Selling steamed buns, freshly baked buns, delicious and delicious, Tong Su is not bullied. A penny, a penny!" the fat boss of the bun shop wiped his sweat with a towel on his shoulder, and just pulled out a steamer of hot buns and put them on the counter.

"Whew!"

The owner of the steamed bun shop only felt a flower in front of him, and then a strong wind suddenly blew in front of him, almost overturning the owner of the steamed bun shop.

"Oh, what is this?" the owner of the bun shop took a long time to react, subconsciously looked down, and was instantly dumbfounded.

In his hand, the meat bun full of white flowers in the steamer that had just come out of the pot disappeared in an instant, and even a steamed bun was gone.

"Where's the buns!

The owner of the steamed bun shop was sweating in a hurry, looking for things from side to side, and his face was full of bitterness. A large silver ticket slowly floated from the void and landed on his head.

"Fat, get rich!" The fat boss stared at the silver ticket for a while, his face showed ecstasy, and he hurriedly covered the silver ticket in his hand, where to take care of the bun.

Mo Bei sprinted on the side, chewing on the bun in his mouth, holding a cloth bun in his left hand, and twisting the water hyacinth filled with water in his right hand. He stuffed two more buns into his mouth, but he didn't eat much at that time, and eating too much while running was killing himself.

Holding back the hunger in his belly, he tied the cloth bag full of buns to his body three times and five by two, and his speed did not decrease at all, and he followed the white-eyed old man from the crowd at great speed, not daring to rest at all.

Time passed like a white horse.

Three days later, the yellow desert stretched as far as the eye could see.

The sun is in the sky, scorching the earth madly.

The whole ground seemed to be melting, and the air on the ground, two inches high, was constantly shaking and rippling.

Occasionally, a few long-tailed lizards crawled listlessly on the sand.

In the middle of this desert, the hot and viscous waves make people feel like they are in a furnace, as if their blood is about to evaporate.

"Woo Woo ......"

A refreshing and cool breeze slowly struck, startling the long-tailed lizard demons hurriedly shrunk their necks, leaving a series of footprints on the hot sand like dragonflies, and the smoke disappeared.

The breeze swirled with the white sleeved robe, and was rolled up by the white-eyed old man, and then gradually collapsed. The white-eyed old man turned slightly and looked behind him.

"Sand, sand, sand, sand......"

The sound of slow and rhythmic footsteps stepping on the sand slowly sounded from behind the sand dunes ten feet away.

A young man with messy hair, tattered clothes, and a black beggar gradually came into view.

The man carried a roasted beef leg on his left chest, a wrapped bun behind him, and a water hyacinth pinned to his right waist, and walked with the sound of his steps.

Although this person's black face was scratched and bloodstained, his face was calm, not impatient or impatient. The gaze emanating from the dark pupils was extremely sharp, revealing a determined color, as if Na Lie ** had no effect on him.

Seeing the white-eyed old man stop, Mo Bei also paused.

"This kid. There was a hint of approval in the eyes of the white-eyed old man, and this approval was fleeting, and then it returned to its original state.

The old man moistened his throat, and a smile bloomed on his face: "Yes, the first level has passed." ”

Hearing the white-eyed old man speak, Mo Bei showed a hint of surprise, ran two steps forward, and knelt down with a puff: "Immortal Chang has promised to accept the junior as an apprentice!?"

Before he could kneel, the white-eyed old man flicked his sleeve robe and swayed a breeze, which lifted Mo Bei's knees, and the latter couldn't kneel.

The white-eyed old man shook his head slightly: "It's too early to be happy." You've only passed the first level, and there's still one level!"

"The road to cultivating immortals is a long and long way. Perseverance and resilience alone are not enough. It depends on how well you comprehend the spiritual roots?"

The white-eyed old man sighed, and the light in his eyes flickered, shining with brilliance: "If you don't have enough understanding, even if you work hard, you will achieve nothing on this immortal path, and you will do nothing." ”

"Follow the teachings of the Immortal Chief. "Mo Bei respectfully should be.

"The deity has a chapter of the Dharma here," the white-eyed old man pondered for a moment, and then said, "Now I will teach you." If you have a fate, you can learn it within seven days, and if you don't, after seven days, you can be my magic warrior. ”

"Thank you, Immortal Chief!" Mo Bei was pleasantly surprised, clasping his hands and thanking him again and again.

"Wait. ”

The white-eyed old man sneered and said, "You don't seem to understand the meaning of this magic warrior, if you haven't learned it in seven days." The deity will take your soul and refine it into a puppet for my use. Then re-inject your soul into you. It's for the figurines. ”

"By that time, you're not yours anymore. It's a walking corpse, my puppet!" said the white-eyed old man, the smile on the corner of his mouth flashed a trace of cruel cruelty, and said quietly: "Are you willing?"

Mo Bei's heart was shocked, his eyes flickered, revealing a look of thought.

In this way, if you are not yourself, and you are controlled by others, isn't that no different from death?

The white-eyed old man was not in a hurry or impatient, and looked at Mo Bei quietly.

After half a ring, Mo Bei raised his head again, and the hesitation in his eyes had turned into incomparable firmness: "I am alone in this world, and I have no worries. My life's wish is eternal life, and I don't want to die.

Nine deaths without regrets, I am willing!"