Mythological origin

Chapter 46 Prove that I am who I am

After all, Han Yu is still just a boy in his teens. Although he has practiced Taoism for more than a year, he is not a ruthless Taoist. Isn't it normal for him to be stunned when he sees a bunch of beautiful big sisters.

"Wait, the surname is Mo, the family is beautiful..." He suddenly remembered what Mo Tianxie secretly passed to him before he died.

Before his death, this cheap master entrusted Han Yu to take care of his wife and daughter if he had a chance, and quietly left him a seal certificate.

And he said that if he is willing to marry his daughter, there is also a great gift in the dowry that is very useful for cultivation.

"Yu Zitong has a blood feud with Mo Lao, so naturally he cannot be trusted.

That 'Li Feiyu' is so high and far away, it's not like a living person is difficult to entrust.

No wonder he chose me in the end..."

"Excuse me... how many people are from the Mo family?" Han Yu had a lotus under his feet, tapped a few times, and came to the front of the convoy.

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" It was Mo Fengwu who answered, she was the temporary leader of the team, and stepped forward to respond heroically.

The big "Mo" on the motorcade can be seen clearly from tens of feet away. Does this count as knowing?
Everyone in their caravan is a monk, and some of them are true disciples of the Yin Yang Sect, so they are not afraid of any horse bandits.

Ordinary robbers met true disciples who practiced the Yin-Yang Two-Qi Jue, and it was hard to tell who would steal who. The Yin-Yang sect's yang materials had not been liberated for a long time, and they still wanted to eat meat and eat wild food.

"Then I want to ask, do you know Mo Tianxie?" After all, Han Yu was still a little bit shy, and after organizing his words in his heart for a while, he finally said a relatively normal sentence.

"Who are you?" Mo Fengwu's expression changed instantly when he heard the three words Mo Tianxie.

"My name is Han Yu, and I'm Doctor Mo's disciple."

"..."

"Is it the person mentioned in Dad's letter?"

After Mo Tianxie's death, Bai Mo also brought his last letter to Mo's residence. In the letter, Mo Tianxie mentioned that he had such a disciple and asked him to take care of his wife and daughter after his death.

"How come it's such a coincidence..." Mo Fengwu quickly told the news to other people in the car who belonged to the Mo residence.

"Let him come up and talk first."

"Then Han Yu seems to be a Qi-refining cultivator, and he also brought a mortal with him, which should be his sister."

"Is it a monk who practices Yin-Yang and Five Elements Jue?"

"do not know."

"My aunt wants to see you, so go to the middle and drive a carriage. My aunt is your teacher's wife."

Han Yu didn't hesitate much, and walked over alone.

He felt that he could smell the fragrance of the powder clearly from several meters away.

The curtain behind the carriage opened automatically when Han Yu was about to walk.

It was full of women.

Before his death, Mo Tianxie mentioned that everyone in his family was beautiful. At first, Han Yu thought it was just the old man bragging, so he tricked himself into becoming his son-in-law.

In the end, he didn't expect that what the old man said would not contain any water...

But why, all the beauties here are monks with mana?Old man Mo didn't say anything about it.

He has been working hard all his life to be able to cultivate immortals, but in the end he failed. As a result, his wife and daughter are all immortal cultivators, and the old man Mo is the clown?

The moment he entered, Han Yu stopped in his tracks.

There seemed to be two women inside, which made him instinctively feel threatened.

The half-opened curtain of the carriage seemed to have turned into some kind of dragon's pond and tiger's den at this moment.

"What's the matter, don't you like elder sister?" A female cultivator who was so glamorous covered her mouth and smiled.

"Sister Mo, your little son-in-law is still quite vigilant."

"Come in you!"

A jade hand suddenly stretched out from the gap in the curtain, grabbed Han Yu's waist, and pulled him directly into the carriage.

From the perspective of sister Han Yu in the distance, it looked like a flexible tongue sticking out of a big mouth, swallowing her brother with a light roll.

"Don't worry, your brother was just invited in by the aunt for a chat." Mo Fengwu looked at Sister Han Yu who was at a loss and looked like she wanted to cry, and her sympathy came up.

……

"Two female cultivators in the late stage of Qi refining..." Han Yu came back to his senses, only to find that he was sitting on a few white thighs, and seven or eight women were sitting in two rows, one side was straight Looking at himself, while looking at himself coldly.

Although the two groups of female nuns are both good-looking, there are very obvious differences in their clothes.

Those who hugged me didn't have much cloth on their bodies, and even the body temperature could be clearly felt where they touched them.

On the other side, he looked at his daughters coldly, all of them were dressed tightly, like the female relatives of those rich families.

"How do you prove that you are Han Yu?"

In the letter Mo Tianxie left for them, he mentioned that because he thought that this boy Han was not a good thing in the pool, he planned to let one of his daughters be betrothed to this boy named Han Yu.

As the current head of the Mo family, Mrs. Yan naturally wants to see clearly who the future son-in-law is.

"I……"

"I……"

"I……"

Han Yu hesitated and hesitated, not knowing how to prove it for a while.

There is no ID card in this world, and the seal certificate that Dr. Mo gave him is also placed in Qixuanmen's own room.

When he came out, he never thought that he would meet someone from the Mo family in such a far away place.

How can I prove that I am myself...

"This may be a fake little son-in-law, so I won't be polite to my sister." The female cultivator who was still holding Han Yu at this time seemed to be preparing for some strange movements.

Han Yu, a mid-stage monk at the sixth level of Qi Refining, is really not easy to resist when facing the two female cultivators of the Yin-Yang Sect who are holding him in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"There... there is one more person who can prove it!"

"Who?"

"That senior! That senior who wears white and whose alias is Li Feiyu definitely knows me!" Facing the crisis, Han Yu had a flash of inspiration and shouted as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

Hearing what Han Yu yelled, the two hands that were wandering around his body stopped instantly.

"It seems to be effective." Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, his body seemed to be safe.

No wonder they behaved so poorly. Back then, the two female cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect saw the senior in fluttering white clothes scolding their suzerain as if they were scolding children in the sect.

The huge changes in the entire Yin Yang sect, including the liberation of yang materials, and the promotion of Yin Yang and Five Elements Jue with the power of the sect, were all ordered by the boy in white.

And if it wasn't for a little relationship with that senior, how could He De, a few pseudo-spiritual root monks in the early stage of Qi refining in the Mo family, be called sisters with himself, a monk in the late stage of Qi refining.

In terms of actions, many of us even have to listen to the orders of the Mo family sisters.

(End of this chapter)