Realizing that he had completely grasped Han Li and Qin Hao, Mo Juren smiled more and more wildly, no longer trying to hide it.
"Hahahahaha...!"
"If you want to live in the future, then work hard and practice hard."
"If I can't survive by then, then you two won't be able to survive either."
After threatening, he began to comfort Han Li and Qin Hao with words.
"But don't worry, as long as you master it by then, you can help me resolve the hidden dangers and terminal illnesses in my body."
"Although I won't really accept you as my direct disciples, I will give you a happy and healthy life in the future, so that you can be worry-free."
As he spoke, Mo Juren couldn't help coughing violently again.
His face became increasingly ugly.
Waving his left hand, Qin Hao and Han Li turned around and left.
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Walking inside the God's Hand Valley.
Han Li turned his head and glanced at Qin Hao beside him. Seeing that he was calm and not worried at all, he had some ideas in his mind.
"Junior Brother Qin, do you have any solution?"
"How can I possibly have a solution? I'd better go back and practice honestly." Qin Hao looked bitter, shook his head helplessly, and walked to his room.
When Han Li heard this, his expression became uncertain, and he planned to go back to his room to try.
See if you can use detoxification pills to resolve it.
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Just when Qin Hao was talking to Han Li.
More than ten feet away behind the two of them, in a hidden corner, Mo Juren was standing here quietly, eavesdropping on the conversation between Han Li and Qin Hao.
After hearing that neither of them had any solutions.
He showed a look of satisfaction, then quietly turned around and left the place. He returned to his room, rested for a while, and then moved to live near the mouth of the God's Hand Valley.
Let the interior of Shenshou Valley maintain a quiet state suitable for practicing martial arts.
Without being disturbed or asked for help by others.
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Return to your room.
Qin Hao used his spiritual consciousness to sense the situation in his body, and silently took out a small notebook.
On the cover, there were four words written in the past life: "Diary of Immortal Cultivation". He casually opened the cover, picked up the brush, and dipped it in ink.
Then continue with the text from the past life and record the diary on it.
[October 27th, Qixuanmen, Qing, Master Mo Juren forced me to take a corpse insect pill]
After writing the diary, Qin Hao put down the brush in his hand.
Replace your diary inside the drawer.
He has no other hobbies, he just likes to write some diaries, record his life experience of cultivating immortals, and write down all his enemies by the way.
Prevent yourself from accidentally forgetting something and letting something slip through the net.
"I wonder when the Wild Wolf Gang can get me what I want?"
Qin Hao was lying on the wooden bed, his head resting on his arms, thinking about things secretly.
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A few days later.
The cloud-winged bird raised by Mo Juren went out to look for food and never appeared again.
There are no birds in life, no corpses in death.
Realizing this situation, Mo Juren became even more angry and wanted to kill Jia Tianlong, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang right now.
But he did not act in a hurry, but continued to hibernate and cultivate patiently for more than ten days.
Wait until the backlash of your own injuries is almost dealt with.
Early the next morning, he quietly went out alone, disappeared inside the Qixuanmen, and headed straight for the Wild Wolf Gang, which was also within the scope of Caixia Mountain.
Qin Hao, who often paid attention to Mo Juren openly, was keenly aware that the other party was not near the God's Hand Valley.
He immediately ran straight to the big kitchen without hesitation.
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Near an uninhabited waterhole.
Qin Hao and Manager Zhou met in private again to discuss matters in secret.
"The gang leader is very dissatisfied with the progress of your work. It's too slow." Manager Zhou said coldly.
"More than twenty days ago, someone attacked the God's Hand Valley at night." Qin Hao crossed his arms and said calmly: "Although the opponent was killed by Mo Juren, part of Mo Juren's own injuries was also caused."
"Today I found that he was not there, or might have gone out to look for and investigate what happened that night."
He turned and glanced at Manager Zhou beside him.
Qin Hao thought to himself and suddenly asked: "Is the attacker that night related to the gang?"
"Why are you asking this?" Manager Zhou didn't explain, but asked instead.
"If it is really related to the gang, then Mo Juren's disappearance may be to eliminate the root cause." Qin Hao smiled sinisterly at Manager Zhou and reminded: "This is an opportunity to surround him and kill him. An opportunity to get rid of him."
Opportunity for Immortal Treasures.”
After hearing Qin Hao's words, Manager Zhou's expression changed slightly.
Suddenly he took out a small package, threw it to Qin Hao, and said, "This is what you want."
Then, he turned around and left the place without any hesitation or hesitation.
"It seems that the people who came that night were indeed related to the Wild Wolf Gang." Looking at the back of Manager Zhou who was gradually disappearing, Qin Hao smiled calmly and thought to himself: "The attraction of immortal treasures is indeed extraordinary.
"
"Do you want to let the Qixuanmen know the news and lure Mo Juren to be surrounded?"
After thinking carefully, he secretly denied this tempting approach.
The main reason is that he is still within the Qixuan Sect and is one of Mo Juren's disciples. If the Qixuan Sect really wants to investigate, he will definitely not let him go.
Opening the small package in his hand and looking at the two things inside, Qin Hao smiled.
"The prerequisites are already met."
"It's time to start planning and kill my dear master with my own hands."
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Within the next twenty days or so.
Qin Hao temporarily put aside the practice of practicing "Changchun Gong" and devoted himself to reading and pondering the ancient literary system of this world, forgetting to sleep and eat, and not paying attention to foreign affairs.
By virtue of the birth of the soul, the higher degree of brain development after the generation of spiritual consciousness.
In just over twenty days, he became self-taught and understood the ancient writing system of this world to a certain extent.
"The basic knowledge is now available, it's time to practice magic."
Putting down the book in his hand, Qin Hao sat cross-legged inside the secret room.
First, carefully recall the contents of the formula of "Fireball Technique", and then analyze the contents of the formula with the meaning of ancient Chinese, so as to truly understand the method of magic practice.
There was a brief moment of silence and thought.
Qin Hao thought about it repeatedly and made sure that there were no mistakes or omissions that were unknown.
He then raised a finger and used the "Fire Bullet Technique" to secretly mobilize the wood attribute mana in his body and begin to condense the spell.
After a while.
Half an inch above Qin Hao's fingertips, some tiny sparks appeared out of thin air.
Then, the sparks gathered and twisted, and instantly turned into a small red fireball the size of a normal walnut. A feeling of scorching heat quickly spread from the small fireball.
Qin Hao's face turned red due to the reflection.
"Fireball, done!" This chapter has been completed!