In a quiet little courtyard.

Jiang Zuoliu stared at Li Mo, speechless for a long time. The penetrating eyes contained too many emotions, shock, astonishment, doubt... and even jealousy, to name a few, and finally turned into a hint of sadness.

He became famous at a young age and was considered outstanding in Luofu Mountain.

When he is satisfied with his ambition, he can't help but become frivolous, as if the world is already crawling under his feet.

When he was young, he had great ambitions and once promised to be the best in the world.

Even Heijian once said that at such an age as Meng Lang was frivolous, he should hide his ambition on his face.

That year, the peach blossoms were blooming, and the willow trees in Jiangzuo were singing. With his dream of becoming famous all over the world, he said goodbye to Luofu Mountain, which had carried him for the first half of his life.

"One day, I will make my name of Luofu Mountain resound throughout the world again."

Jiang Zuoliu wanted to recreate the glory of Black Sword. He entered the world of martial arts alone. Apart from the skills he had learned through hard training in Luofu Mountain, he set out on the road with only his pride.

However, the world is huge and the wind and waves are strong.

After entering the rivers and lakes, he saw that there were always dragons and tigers hidden deep in the stormy waves.

Time has gradually smoothed his edges, and the pride he once held has long since turned into a feeling of nostalgia.

The world is too big, even if he has cultivated to the nine-inch realm, his talent has reached the end. Compared with the real monster, he is only a mortal after all.

Jiang Zuoliu is back. He just wanted to find a successor before he died, but he ended up with the last regret in his heart.

However, when he saw Li Mo, the frivolous dreams he had when he was young came to his mind like a tide.

"It's great to be young... Such a talent... If I can..." Jiang Zuoliu raised his hand. He looked at Li Mo in his prime, with undisguised envy in his eyes.

At such a young age, he has actually already reached the ninth level and developed the spiritual roots of Taoism.

If he had such a talent back then, he might have already entered the spiritual realm, and how could he end up like this?

The envy from the strong man in [Nine Inch Realm]... That blazing gaze made Li Mo's scalp numb... He even felt a little confused.

Although he can be considered a master now, he certainly cannot compare with beings of this level.

At this moment, Li Mo couldn't understand Jiang Zuoliu's state of mind.

"Young people are so scary... I never thought that I, Luofu Mountain... no, there is such a monster in the Mountain Ghost Academy..." Jiang Zuoliu greeted Li Mo and sat down.

He knew very well that with the achievements of the young man in front of him, Luofu Mountain would definitely be his world in the future.

No, the stage in Luofu Mountain is too small and seems unable to hold such a hidden dragon.

"No wonder Lao Zhao is not in the mountains. He ran away because you were angry."

Jiang Zuoliu looked at Xiao Chaoyuan and couldn't help but laugh.

He knew that these two people had always been enemies and wanted to compete in everything. Now that such a talent has emerged from Shanguiyuan, Zhao Dongcheng will probably go crazy with envy.

"No...he was angry and ran away purely because of my excellence." Xiao Chaoyuan grinned.

This time in the Ninth Academy high-level evaluation, Xiao Chaoyuan ranked so much higher than Zhao Dongcheng, completely throwing off the hat of the last two contenders. How could the latter still have the dignity to stand in front of him?

"Old Zhao doesn't know yet." Xiao Chaoyuan whispered.

If Zhao Dongcheng knew that a talent like Li Mo had emerged from Shanguiyuan, he would probably be so angry that he would vomit blood...so angry that he would dig out his ancestors from their graves and bury them all over again.

"It seems that after coming from Black Sword, my luck in Luofu Mountain has returned."

As he spoke, Jiang Zuoliu took out a small metal ball from his arms, the size of a thumb, gilded and shining with the luster of mysterious runes.

"This is considered a meeting gift."

"This is……"

Before Li Mo had time to react, Xiao Chaoyuan exclaimed, seeming to recognize him.

"Weapon refining golden ball!?"

"You have good eyesight, Lao Xiao. You have recognized some good things over the years." Jiang Zuoliu said with a smile.

"If I don't know this thing, I'll just retire."

As he spoke, Xiao Chaoyuan winked at Li Mo.

"Thank you, senior." Li Mo understood and took it smoothly.

"Li Mo, this is a good thing...the secretly refined treasure of the Xuantian Pavilion can be fused with your own rune weapons and upgraded to a higher level." Xiao Chaoyuan explained.

"Is there such a good thing?" Li Mo's eyes lit up.

The weapon refining golden ball is a treasure researched by Xuantian Pavilion.

Each one contains dozens of special materials, which are compressed in the golden ball according to a certain ratio. Once combined with the rune weapon, it will react and complete a complex weapon refining process, thereby converting the rune weapon into a golden ball.

The appearance, quality, power, etc. of weapons have been upgraded to a higher level.

This is a product of the ultimate development of weapon refining skills. It is also a treasure exclusive to Xuantian Pavilion and cannot be bought outside even if you have money.

"This [Golden Weapon Refining Ball] is only effective on sword-type rune weapons, and it can only strengthen rune weapons below the third level." Jiang Zuoliu reminded.

Weapon refining golden balls are also divided into categories. Different types of rune weapons require different materials, shapes, runes, etc.

The one in Jiang Zuoliu's hand can only strengthen sword-type rune weapons.

"Isn't this just right? Someone will give you a pillow when you are really sleepy." Li Mo was secretly happy.

The [Red Flame Sword] in his hand is just right.

Originally, after what happened to Xu Chenfeng in the Tianshi Mansion last time, Li Mo had the idea of ​​forging the [Red Flame Sword] again, otherwise other masters of the Tianshi Mansion would still find out the clues in the future.

It's fine now. With the blessing of [Weapon Refining Golden Ball], [Red Flame Sword] has been transformed, and there are no worries anymore.

"In this way, the Red Flame Sword is a fifth-grade rune weapon."

Thinking of this, Li Mo couldn't help but express his gratitude to Jiang Zuoliu again.

"Little brother, let's just make a good relationship, you are very similar to me when I was young." Jiang Zuoliu said with a smile.

He is about to die, and it is useless to keep these external possessions. Of course, he will still leave most of them to his disciples.

As for Li Mo...it would be better if he was weaker. If he could be weaker, he could accept it.

However, after cultivating to this level, Jiang Zuoliu had nothing left to give him.

"If you are interested, help me keep an eye on it to see if there is a suitable candidate who can become my disciple." Jiang Zuoliu said with a smile.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! When Li Mo heard this, his heart moved, and the figure of Feng Wannian first appeared in his mind.

Feng shui leaves no room for outsiders.

"First of all, the character must be good." Jiang Zuoliu added.

Li Mo was stunned and shook his head, his mind becoming empty.

"I will definitely help senior pay attention."

Li Mo enjoyed today's dinner so much that he couldn't even remember what he ate.

After the dinner party, he couldn't wait to go back to the mountain. In the middle of the night, a blaze of fire shot into the sky.

The Red Flame Sword has been sublimated.

That night, Li Mo got into bed with the Red Flame Knife in his arms and slept particularly soundly.

…

In the following days, apart from normal practice, Li Mo spent most of his time on the Red Flame Sword.

I have to say that the fifth-grade rune weapons feel different when used.

"I heard that the nine-inch-long senior has already decided on the candidate for his disciple."

On this day, Feng Wannian brought back a piece of breaking news.

"So fast? Who?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.

A strong man in the nine-inch realm is still about to die... If you become his disciple, you will be equivalent to finding a rich woman in her eighties, waiting to inherit hundreds of millions of family assets at any time.

For the vast majority of disciples in Luofu Mountain, this is a pie-in-the-sky opportunity, and they all want to catch this pie.

I just don’t know anyone who has such blessing and luck.

"You'd never guess."

"It can't be Qi Yu." Li Mo muttered.

"Shen Yimen!" Feng Wannian reported a name.

"He!?" Li Mo was stunned.

This candidate was something Li Mo never thought of.

That night, Jiang Zuoliu said personally that he had no other requirements for choosing a disciple, but that he must first have good character.

Shen Yimen's character... I can't say it's bad, but I can't say it's good either, especially when it comes to the relationship between men and women, even though it's all voluntary.

His principle has always been to not take the initiative, refuse, or take responsibility.

"How could it be Shen Yimen!?" Li Mo was puzzled.
To be continued...