Although Han Li was very suspicious of Mr. Mo's purpose, he still had to follow the proper etiquette before the lid was lifted.
When he saw Mr. Mo returning to the valley, he hurriedly welcomed him out and showed his respect as a disciple to Mr. Mo.
"It's been almost half a year since Li Gu, how have you been practicing the formula? Have you made any further progress?"
Mr. Mo seemed to have lost his usual calmness, and his tone became fast and urgent, with a hint of hope.
"It's still the same as before, nothing has changed."
Regardless of Mr. Mo's mood, Han Li had no intention of telling him his true progress.
Because firstly, he couldn't explain the fact that he was improving by leaps and bounds without drugs, and secondly, he wanted to leave some trump cards.
Huanglong Pill, Golden Marrow Pill, Nourishing Essence Pill, and Qingling Powder are one of his trump cards!
The true cultivation level of the sixth level of Qi training is his second trump card!
The success of the 'Blinking Sword Technique' is his third trump card!
‘Senior Brother Li’ provides help secretly, which is his fourth trump card!
The mysterious little green bottle is his fifth trump card!
Half a year later, Han Li unknowingly had many trump cards and became a qualified protagonist of the "waste flow".
After hearing Han Li's reply, Mr. Mo's expression suddenly sank.
"come over!"
Han Li took a few steps forward as instructed and made a nervous expression at the same time. He knew that Mr. Mo wanted to check the 'Qi' in his body.
However, he was actually not afraid at all.
'Senior Brother Li' has long taught him how to hide the aura in his body.
At this moment, even if a cultivator who was also in the Qi training stage came over to check, he could not find anything abnormal.
After using the breath-condensing technique developed by 'Senior Brother Li', I am so confident!
After checking carefully for a long time, Mr. Mo's face became more and more gloomy. Han Li didn't lie. There was almost no change in the intensity of the aura in the other party's body.
Although he is not an immortal cultivator himself, he has the remnant soul of an immortal cultivator with him, and he can still use small means like checking his breath.
hateful!
Why!
Why did God give him hope and then let him despair?
Before meeting Han Li, Mr. Mo had asked hundreds of children to try Changchun Gong, but without exception, all of them failed!
Frustrated, he had planned to die in Qixuanmen.
Before he died, he couldn't bear to lose his skill and was ready to accept two apprentices to inherit the mantle. It just so happened that that day he took out the Changchun Kung Fu and let his two apprentices have a try.
The result of this test made him absolutely delighted.
Han Li actually has spiritual roots!
According to the secret method of seizing Han Li's body provided by 'Yu Zitong', as long as Han Li can practice Changchun Kung Fu to the fourth level of Qi training, he can set up a magic circle to seize Han Li's body.
Once he succeeds in seizing the body, Mo Juren will no longer be a mortal without spiritual roots!
He can also cultivate immortality!
However, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Han Li's cultivation speed is too slow. Without the supply of medicine, the speed is slower than a snail.
In order to help Han Li grow up as soon as possible, Mr. Mo took a chance and dragged his sick body down the mountain to search for medicine.
Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. Not only did he not find the medicinal materials for Han Li to break through when he went down the mountain this time, he also encountered an enemy and almost couldn't come back.
Mo Juren was a hero after all, and he quickly suppressed the negative emotions in his heart.
It all depends on people!
Since being soft is not enough, he will be hard!
After all, there was not much time left for him, and he had no time to waste time with Han Li!
"Come in with me."
Mr. Mo walked in front with a gloomy face, and the giant man followed him silently, walking into the room step by step.
Entering the house, Mr. Mo sat on the grand master's chair in the middle of the main hall as usual, while the giant man still stayed close to him, standing beside him like an iron tower.
Han Li walked into the room cautiously. He felt that something was not right in the atmosphere, and his keen sense allowed him to smell a hint of danger.
"Hey!" Gu
Mr. Mo glanced at him indifferently, laughed dryly, and then suddenly made a sneak attack on Han Li.
But Han Li was no longer what he used to be. As soon as he sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, he immediately tensed up his nerves. When Mr. Mo moved, he retreated sharply.
"Um?"
Seeing Han Li easily evading his grasp, Mr. Mo couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Okay! Okay! Okay!"
The next second, Mr. Mo's expression turned serious, and he suddenly said the word "good" three times in a row.
"As expected of the person I, Mo Juren, have taken a liking to, he can actually learn such a superb body technique without making a sound."
"But, do you think you can fight me like this?"
"Innocent!"
"madness!"
After saying this, Mr. Mo was about to step forward again when a calm male voice suddenly came to his ears.
"oh?"
"Yeah?"
'who?'
Old Mo's eyes flashed, and he glanced around sharply.
What surprised him was that the voice clearly came from inside the house, but he could not find the person who spoke.
Then, a chuckle came from the front.
"Are you looking for me?"
"Magic Silver Hand!"
Although the opponent's figure could not be detected visually, Mr. Mo did not have the character to sit back and wait for death. A shocking evil aura erupted from his body.
At the same time, a deep voice kept echoing in the room. The voice was far and near, and it carried a different kind of magic power.
Mr. Mo clenched a fist with one hand and waved his palm directly into the void. The surging energy gathered into a terrifying shock wave that continued to spread to the surroundings.
boom!
In an instant, extremely violent energy filled the small room and raged through it.
Click!
Tables, chairs, stools, and all wooden products in the room were all shattered by this force!
On the other side, Han Li saw Old Mo's hands, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He saw that Old Mo's thin arms suddenly became several times thicker, and at the same time there was a faint metallic sheen.
However, Mr. Mo had no intention of paying attention to Han Li's expression at this time. The invisible person was his biggest enemy!
Han Li is so small that he is not worthy of spending too much time on him, even if this kid has learned some advanced body skills or martial arts.
Snap!
Snap!
Two bursts of applause suddenly came from the void, and then the calm voice sounded again.
“Interesting, interesting!”
"As expected of the famous 'Demon Silver Hand' in Lanzhou, Mo Juren, the founder of the Jingjiao Society!"
"Who are you?"
Suddenly his true identity was revealed, Mr. Mo could no longer remain calm, and his face began to look ugly.
"No, Li Feiyu."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jie removed the spell on his body, and Mr. Mo finally saw the mysterious man's face clearly.
Immediately, a trace of surprise suddenly flashed in Mr. Mo's eyes.
Who is this person?
In his memory, there was no information about this person at all, and his face was still a bit immature.
Although the other person's temperament looks very old, he must not be too old.
"Who are you?"
Mr. Mo stared at Li Jie intently and asked in a low voice again.