Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 77 One blow seriously injured Junior Brother Feng
It just so happened that in the past two years, he had also found time to watch the alchemy technique he had learned from a piece of clothing.

In addition, he had refined a large number of pills before, so he had a lot of confidence in refining the Foundation Establishment Pill.

At least it was more refined than Han Li's back then.

Not to mention other things, his cultivation in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and his spiritual consciousness in the later stage of Foundation Establishment are far superior to Han Li's back then.

Moreover, the innate true fire has also been produced in the body, and even without the earth fire, the foundation building pill can still be refined.

However, it is better to use earth fire to refine it which is safer.

……

Seven days later.

He arrived at Jiayuan City first.

As soon as he landed in Mo Mansion, Han Li, who was practicing in his room, discovered him and hurriedly came out to see him:

"The disciples meet the master!"

"Well, not bad!" After glancing at Han Li's cultivation, Mo Fan nodded with satisfaction.

After more than a year, I discovered that Han Li had grown up and was as tall as him.

Except that his appearance is still ordinary, his cultivation and demeanor have been greatly improved.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the eleventh level of Qi refining.

With this level of cultivation, it is more than enough to join the Hidden Moon Sect, let alone Yellow Maple Valley.

Watching Han Li grow up day by day, Mo Fan suddenly felt like an old father.

He patted Han Li on the shoulder, nodded approvingly, and then asked about the main ingredient of the Foundation Establishment Pill:

"How is the cultivation of the main medicine of the Foundation Establishment Pill? This is related to your future."

"Master, the main ingredients of the Foundation Establishment Pill were all cultivated half a month ago, and... the total amount can be refined into more than 100 copies." Han Li stood aside and replied one by one as if he were counting treasures from his family.

"It's better that you are careful and do a good job. Once you get the foundation building pill quota this time, you two can start building the foundation."

After listening to Han Li's report, Mo Fan felt deeply that it was a wise move for him to hand over the Sky Bottle to him.

If it were him who was in charge of the Tian Ping, how could he be so cool and unrestrained in the past three years? I would probably have to guard the medicine field every day, fearing that others would discover him.

How good he is now, he doesn't have to cultivate elixirs, and he can still have sex for free.

Of course, this time the Foundation Establishment Pill was indeed useless to him.

However, he could continue to tell Han Li to cultivate the ancient elixir immediately. Thinking of this, Mo Fan felt a little guilty.

It seems a little bad to squeeze the disciples like this.

Forget it, in the future, if you can transfer the extracted items to others after upgrading your golden finger, you can just compensate him.

Not to mention anything else, just look at Han Li's rubbish spiritual roots. If you find two of them for him, they can double or triple his speed.

Moreover, Han Li didn't want to go out because of his temper, so he might as well stay at home and cultivate the elixir.

Besides, if you refine the elixir yourself, you won’t be able to take it alone.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

His consciousness scanned the Mo Mansion, but Zhang Tie was not found, which made him a little confused:
"Where is Zhang Tie? Why aren't you at the mansion?"

"Senior Brother Zhang has gone out, but he should be back soon depending on the time." Han Li replied after a brief estimate of the time.

"Is this silly boy still so restless? Let him have less contact with the group of casual cultivators outside. With his little city, he might not even know he was betrayed."

Thinking of Zhang Tie, Mo Fan shook his head helplessly.

He didn't need to think about it, he could guess what Zhang Tie was doing.

There used to be only two monks in Jiayuan City, he and Han Li, but now the Immortal Ascension Conference is about to be held.

There must be a large number of casual cultivators and family disciples coming to Jiayuan City, making the entire Jiayuan City very lively.

Zhang Tie must have gone out to play or fight with this group of people.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhang Tie returned to Mo Mansion.

When he found out that Mo Fan was back, he ran over with a silly smile and shouted loudly from a distance:
"Master, you are back!"

After taking a look at Zhang Tie who came over, he found that his cultivation level was much higher than that of Han Li.

The peak of the twelfth level of Qi refining is one step away from reaching the thirteenth level of Qi refining.

This level of cultivation is not too weak to participate in the blood ban trial.

The whole person is also tall and round, half a head taller than Han Li.

It was this temper that made Mo Fan feel helpless and smiled slightly:
"You're an adult now, but you still have the same temper as this brat."

"It's been a while since I've seen you, Master." It's rare that Zhang Tie also learned how to play tricks.

"Okay, don't interrupt. In a few days, the people in charge of the Immortal Ascension Conference from the seven major sects will be here. You two should prepare well and don't let me lose face."

Ignoring Zhang Tie, Mo Fan started to give instructions.

"Master, aren't you the leader of this trip to Huang Maple Valley?" Zhang Tie looked surprised.

"It's not a big problem if it was snatched away by another person." Mo Fan waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Oh, who is it?"

"I told you to leave it alone." After saying that, Mo Fan hit Zhang Tie hard on the head.

"Hiss~" After being hit by Mo Fan, Zhang Tie winced in pain and bared his teeth.

Han Li on the side smiled helplessly.

The three of them continued chatting for a while, and then Mo Fan sent the two of them off.

Han Li had already given all the spiritual medicinal materials for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill to him before, but Mo Fan did not plan to start refining the pill now.

After the two left, he continued to read the alchemy book woven on his clothes.

Through the Baiyun Peak dark market last time, he knew the price of a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Now that the level of alchemy is improved, each additional foundation-building pill refined will be equivalent to more than 3000 more spiritual stones.

Although his need for spiritual stones is not too great, he would not dislike it if he could have more spiritual stones.

Time flies, and three days have passed.

The leaders of the seven major sects have finally arrived.The Shengxian Conference was held on time.

Mo Fan drove the flying boat and took Han Li and Zhang Tie to Tainan Mountain.

When they arrived, the place was already crowded with people.

The Immortal Ascension Conference held once every ten years is the only chance for casual cultivators to counterattack.

Even if you don't participate this time, you can gain some experience by watching the battle. This is the idea of ​​​​most casual cultivators.

Mo Fan randomly chose an open space and landed slowly.

His arrival caused quite a stir.

Just because he is the only foundation-building monk in the local area besides the leaders of the seven major sects.

Han Li and Zhang Tie behind him also attracted a lot of attention.

"Hiss~, the [-]th level of Qi refining and the [-]th level of Qi refining!" Someone quickly discovered the cultivation levels of Han Li and Zhang Tie and were surprised.

"Is he a child of any big family?" someone speculated.

"I haven't seen him before, but that senior is so handsome!" There were also female cultivators who secretly looked at Mo Fan and made idiotic remarks.

"Mo Fan in Huang Maple Valley, I have met a few fellow Taoists." Seeing the leaders of the group looking at him, Mo Fan smiled and bowed his hands.

"Zhang Zhi of the Hidden Moon Sect has met fellow Taoist Mo."

"Wu Xin from Tianque Castle has met Taoist Friend Mo."

……

Soon, except for Junior Brother Feng from Yellow Maple Valley, the other six people also greeted Mo Fan.

It's not that Mo Fan has a great reputation, but that these people are all newcomers to the foundation building.

Their cultivation levels were almost the same, and some of them were even leaving the sect for the first time, so they were quite interested in this form of self-reporting.

However, before a few people could communicate, Junior Brother Feng's disdainful voice sounded out at an inappropriate time:
"I wonder why some people insist on taking this task of leading the team. It turns out they want to open a back door for their own family!"

"You want to die?"

Hearing this, the smile on Mo Fan's face disappeared instantly, sinking in vain, and stared at Junior Brother Feng with cold eyes.

"It's just you? Do you really think I'm afraid of you? Huh!~, you're a piece of trash who just got lucky and built the foundation."

When he said it later, he didn't even bother to cover it up, and mocked him with disdain.

"Then I will fulfill you!"

Mo Fan, who was so angry last time, couldn't bear it after hearing this strange voice.

As soon as he stepped forward, he performed the Spiritual Fox Step.

With a "swish", the whole person turned into a white shadow, and rushed towards Junior Brother Feng under the astonished eyes of everyone.

Junior Brother Feng also quickly noticed Mo Fan's actions, snorted lightly, and calmly used a defensive shield on his own.

They were both in the early stages of foundation building, how could he be afraid of Mo Fan, who was only a few months ahead of him in foundation building?

But what happened next shocked everyone.

Just hearing a loud "Bang!~", everyone saw that Junior Brother Feng was instantly knocked away with his shield, and he hit the mountain wall dozens of feet behind him.

"Poof!~" A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Junior Brother Feng's mouth.

His whole face turned pale in an instant, and all the magic power in his body was defeated.

"Feng, for the sake of Uncle Dou, I will spare your life this time. You won't end up like this next time. Don't blame Mo for not talking about the friendship between the same sect!"

One blow severely injured Junior Brother Feng. Mo Fan said nothing and retreated back to his original position in a flash.

Because of the large population here, and for Master Nie Ying's sake, otherwise he would never give up so easily.

This guy was rubbing his nose and face, and he really thought that Mo Fan was a piece of clay.

I don’t even think that you, Mr. Fan, can walk in the back garden during the blood ban trial. How can you be humiliated by a waste like you?

Seeing that he didn't even block a single blow, Junior Brother Feng felt as if his heart had died. His face was blank, and he sat on the ground blankly.

It wasn't until the leader of Tianque Castle who was nearest to him kindly helped him up that he gradually recovered.

Seeing hundreds of casual cultivators around him staring at him made him despair.

Not even half as arrogant as before.

Mo Fan's blow completely shattered his pride.

The disdain in his eyes also turned into self-deprecation.

After throwing a flying magic weapon that could carry dozens of people from the storage bag, he summoned his own flying magic weapon and left the place without looking back.

Regardless of whether he accepted the mission or not, in this situation, he no longer has any face to stay here and preside over it.

Seeing him leaving, Mo Fan didn't care and didn't stop him.

He was not worried at all about whether Junior Brother Feng might retaliate against him in the future.

This person is not his Yihe enemy now, let alone in the future.

With his promotion speed, not to mention this person, the monks of Tianlinggen are not enough in front of him, and they will only be pushed further and further away from him, making it difficult to catch up.

To surpass yourself is a fantasy.

As for what can't be dealt with by yourself and your family, it's even more impossible.

There are unwritten rules in the world of cultivating immortals, so no harm will come to your family.

If someone dares to threaten the monk's family, or retaliate by killing the other person's family, the strong men of his own sect will take the initiative to suppress him without anyone else taking action.

What's more, among cultivators who are struggling to pursue immortality, how many of them will actually be threatened by others using their family members.

However, Mo Fan looked at Junior Brother Feng's eyes as if they were dead in the end, and most likely he would not dare to go against him again.

Otherwise, if there was even the slightest trace of hatred in Junior Brother Feng's eyes just now, he wouldn't have minded putting on the vest of a monk in the middle stage of foundation building of Soul Seizing Sect and intercepting him on the way.

　Alas~, the data is too bad, I started to drop the average order, after all, I am still too good.

　　Let's combine it into one chapter starting tomorrow, otherwise five hundred will be out of reach, which will cause inconvenience. Please forgive me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)