Chapter 161 Heavenly Bottle

Mo Juren and Yu Zitong died.

"I will take care of your wife and daughter, so don't worry about it."

When Mo Juren died, he could only hope that Gu Meng, the famous whale-killing sword god, kept his word and entrusted the prepared token to Gu Meng before his death, asking him to go to Lanzhou to take care of his family.

A generation of heroes died.

…

Gu Meng's nickname was not "Kill on sight", so it was not that the two people died that day. He just said hello first. If there was no reason to kill people that day, Mo Juren would report himself to the family because he was sick.

It has been nearly two years since they first met Li Feiyu and Han Li, and a lot of things have happened during this time.

Bad news for later.

The good news is that everything he wants to do is progressing in an orderly manner. Gu Meng also saw the secret of the Heavenly Vase and made a certain investment in Han Li.

That day, Han Li had a dream, and then went out and found the little green bottle. Gu Meng, who had been spying on Xiao Han with his clone, also saw it at that time.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and Gu Meng, who was wearing many hats and had too much inspiration, felt that there was some great being that glanced at him. He didn't know who it was, where it came from, or how many great beings it was, but it shouldn't be an illusion. .

...There should be powerful people watching this version.

Is it Han Li in the future?

emm...is there a future self?

However, mortals are always much better than in one life. Traveling through time and space is very rare, so there is no need to worry too much.

In short, to be on the safe side, let Han Li hold the Heavenly Palm Vase first. After all, Gu Meng still wears shoes.

"This thing is destined for you."

Gu Meng stood behind Han Li and watched him easily find the small green bottle that he had searched for many times but had not seen.

"Who is it? Ah, it's Master Gu. Why are you here?"

Han Li quickly picked up the bottle and stood up.

After he led the way to the Divine Hand Valley before, he saw Mr. Mo cowering in front of Gu Meng, and was shocked by Gu Meng's shocking sword energy and martial arts dominance——

That day, Gu Meng followed Han Li to the God's Hand Valley and met Lao Mo's true master in every sense of the word.

"Is it Senior Gu? This junior has admired your name for a long time. I often heard stories about you when I was young. Unfortunately, I haven't had the opportunity to meet you since I joined the Qixuan Sect. I heard that you had closed the door to death. It turns out that you have been released from the lock and you are still participating in meritorious deeds. Good luck, you have returned to youth, congratulations.”

Mo Juren thought to himself, he is indeed a martial arts legend. He is also a top master in the world, but he feels that the person opposite him can kill him with just a hair and a look. This is simply unheard of and unseen amazing martial arts.

Moreover, Gu Meng was nearly a hundred years old, and he looked so young, like one of those immortals.

Mo Juren's tone was filled with shock at Gu Mengzhou's true energy and envy at his rejuvenation. There was even a hint of resentment hidden in it——

Although Mo Juren looks to be in his sixties or seventies, he is actually only in his thirties.

The reason he looks so old is because he and Yu Zitong have both suffered losses and have only a few years to live.

Mr. Mo's words are not entirely polite. He is also a martial arts genius. He dominates the world of black and white. With his unique skill "Demon Silver Hand" and medical skills at the level of a miraculous doctor, he earned the nickname "Ghost Hand Mo Juren". He is only three years old. At the age of ten, he established a huge foundation in the Lanzhou Wulin, not far from Jingzhou. Indeed, he grew up listening to Gu Meng's stories. When he was a child, he also thought about becoming a martial arts legend like Gu Meng.

Gu Meng gradually gave up the search for immortals after reaching middle age. The time when he wandered around the world was most famous fifty years ago, when the Qixuan Sect was very popular.

However, Gu Meng didn't want to deal with those mundane things, and he was afraid that it would really make things worse and attract some immortal cultivators to investigate, so he only pretended not to expand his power.

Even so, the prestige of Qixuanmen has also increased a lot. It is because Gu Meng has not appeared in front of people for more than ten years. He is suspected to have died of old age. He just does not make it public. The Wild Wolf Gang has contacted the immortal cultivator Master Jin Guang. , will be ready to move.

If we only focus on the quality of martial arts masters, there is a big gap between Qixuanmen, a prestigious and well-established sect with an orderly inheritance, and the Wild Wolf Gang itself. The Wild Wolf Gang relies more on its advantages of strength in numbers and weapons and crossbows.

Gu Meng said lightly: "I congratulate you too, Mr. Mo. No, Xiao Mo, your physical injuries are so serious... Injured by a cultivator? Being able to save your life and survive can be said to be a blessing."

Mo Juren was shocked by Gu Meng's words, not only because Gu Meng's eyesight was amazing and he could see through his true identity, but also because he could even hear Gu Meng's disdain for the "immortal family" from his tone.

Is it ignorance, or is his ability really beyond that of ordinary cultivators?

Mo Juren intuitively believed that it was the latter... Maybe this martial arts legend had really practiced martial arts to the point where he could kill immortals.

Before meeting Gu Meng, Mo Juren was already convinced that there was a world of difference between mortals and immortals. He had practiced martial arts to the point where he could no longer advance, but he could only take advantage of the lower-level immortals when they were unprepared. , but this perception was broken after seeing Gu Meng's overbearing thoughts today.

There is a kind of warrior who, as long as he doesn't hide it deliberately, is like the bright moon hidden among the fireflies. A master who is not blind can feel the dimension difference between himself and him before taking action. Gu Meng is this kind of warrior.

"Yes, being alive is a blessing among misfortunes...Senior, I just want to find a place where no one knows me and enjoy the rest of my life in Qixuanmen. I don't have any bad intentions towards Qixuanmen."

He is indeed not interested in Qixuanmen. Mo Juren has tried hundreds of children before, but none of them can succeed. His original intention is the same as that of Gu Meng, who is about to die. He is really screwed up and has given up hope. .

Joining the Qixuan Sect as a worshiper also fulfilled his childhood dream, and he had the mentality of dying in the same sect as the martial arts myth. When he taught Han Li medical skills, he was really looking for someone to support him in his old age.

Unexpectedly, God's will played a trick on people, and among the two children who finally gave it a try, there happened to be Han Li with a wood-attribute spiritual root - there was hope, and Mo Juren could certainly be ruthless.

"The true energy is solid, and the arms have been transformed by superior martial arts... He has mastered both internal and external skills. His martial arts is very high. None of the disciples in our sect are your match." Gu Meng commented.

"Senior, if you are worried, my apprentice and I will leave immediately." Mo Juren still couldn't bear to leave Han Li.

"Humph, that's not necessary, just stay here... Don't you have anything to say to me?" Gu Meng's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, and Mo Juren subconsciously avoided the sharp eyes.

Gu Meng sighed and walked away.

"I have been lonely for a few days, and I have been transformed into stars and frosts. I have been looking back for a hundred years... That's all. I have evil intentions and let you burn incense in vain. Your intentions are upright, so why not worship me when you see me? You are not the poor person, you are an adult."

Gu Meng put aside the plot to help others, looked up to the sky and went out.

Mo Juren didn't know what Gu Meng meant at the time. Did he find out anything about Yu Zitong? He just felt that he seemed to think that he was a god and could help him? But Mo Juren already has a way to help himself, so he doesn't need anyone.

After that, Mo Juren left Qixuanmen more and more often, and occasionally came back secretly.

…

On the other hand, Han Li later asked his fellow disciples to inquire about the great achievements of this master, and already understood that this was a person who must not be provoked.

Now I met Gu Meng on this thunderstorm night and found a strange bottle. After thinking about it, Han Li held out the small green bottle as if it were a treasure: "Master Gu, I found a treasure. The virtuous will live in this treasure..." "

Xiao Han has seen a lot during his time in the sect. Although he still maintains a relatively simple nature, he still understands the basic principles of life-saving——

When something like this happens where you encounter a treasure but you are not the only one present, what you are most afraid of is not that there are others. What you are most afraid of is that while there are others, the other party is far stronger than you and will probably be silenced.

"No, it should be yours, it is yours, I am not destined. You must make good use of this treasure. Remember, never reveal this to anyone else except me, not even your master... He can treat you very well. Not well-intentioned.”

After Gu Meng's clone finished speaking, without waiting for Han Li's response, he pulled him to watch another good show.

…

There was lightning and thunder in the sky, and Zhang Tie, who was led out by Mr. Mo, gradually felt that the atmosphere was becoming sinister.

Just as he was about to ask a question, Mr. Mo stopped him, and then started to take action directly.

"Zhang Tie and Master! What are they doing?"

Han Li couldn't help lowering his voice. Although Mr. Mo would sometimes involuntarily reveal an abnormal and terrifying expression after he practiced the longevity technique, Han Li never thought that the master would really kill him. At this time, he was so frightened. Shivering.

"Are you asking me? It's just a superficial puppet refining technique, little Dao'er, it's not worth mentioning. By the way, you can raise your voice a little louder. Under my 'three-point return to vitality', your master and that trash in him Can’t sense us.”

"Master? What is the puppet refining technique? What does 'master's body' mean?"

"Puppet refining is a method of refining warriors into puppets using special techniques. After Zhang Tie practiced "Elephant Armor Technique", it was originally very suitable for training into puppets. However, your master is not a real immortal cultivator, so he can only use it reluctantly. The heretic has gained a little magic power temporarily, and his work is too rough. As for the waste in your master... you will know later."

Han Li couldn't react anymore. After asking a few questions, he finally remembered that he should ask for help: "Master, please save Zhang Tie!"

Gu Meng glanced at Han Li. If it was the original Han Laomo, Gu Meng would choose to clearly mark the price and make it clear about selling favors and what benefits he would exchange for them in the future. "Han Li, you don't want your brother Zhang either." Lose your life?"

But now Han Li seems to have a better relationship with Zhang Tie, and his nature is kinder, so he doesn't have to do this and save people directly.

Just as Mo Juren was preparing to kill Zhang Tie, he felt that the thunder seemed to be louder. When his eyes darkened, a huge palm that covered the sky and the sun was already hitting him.

After a closer look, he saw that it was just an ordinary fleshy palm pushing straight in front of his eyes, but he was unable to resist at all. He let out a miserable howl, and his muscles and bones were all broken by the beating, and he rolled ten feet away.

…

It has been on the shelves for a month and a half. I will not update it at 23:59 in the future. I will update it at 10:05 tomorrow at the old time. From now on, I will try to update it during the day. If it is too long, it will be divided into two chapters. If it is too little, it will not be divided.