personal doctor

Mo Zhitao, who was on the plane, said loudly to the pilot in front: "Pilot, when you can reach the suburbs of Yanjing, can you let me go down?"

"Zhitao, aren't you going back to the Wumeng?" Gu Dongzhen asked.

"Minister, I have something else to do, so I won't go back to the Wumeng." Mo Zhitao thought about giving the practice pill to his subordinates, "However, you owe me the sixth-grade practice pill, and the reward this time." Give it to me, you just leave it to Beibei."

Gu Dong gave Mo Zhitao a white look, "You just remember the exercise pill."

"Hey, Minister, you don't know that my subordinates are poor in martial arts. If they are not better, I will be killed by the enemy." Mo Zhitao said. "Why don't you tell the elders to let my men go to the Wumeng practice room to practice for a few days."

The Wumeng practice room is very strange. If you practice there for a few days, it is equivalent to eating a fourth or fifth-grade exercise pill. Therefore, people in the Wumeng do not care so much about the sixth-grade exercise pill.However, Lin Zhenqiang and the others needed it very much. They wanted to improve their martial arts.

"Okay, you can go down when the time comes." Gu Dongzhen said.

When the helicopter reached the suburbs, the pilot put down the ladder, and Mo Zhitao immediately flew down with the ladder.In the end, Mo Zhitao performed lightness kung fu and gently landed on the ground.

Seeing that Mo Zhitao had landed, the pilot immediately put away the ladder and drove the plane towards Wumeng.Their helicopters did not return directly to the Wumeng, but to a base outside the Wumeng, and then replaced with other pilots to fly back to the Wumeng.

When Mo Zhitao landed, a commercial vehicle drove by Li Qiqi.When Mo Zhitao was on the plane, he had already called Li Qiqi.

"Boss." The thin monkey sitting in the passenger seat immediately opened the door and got out.

"You don't want to come down, let's go back." Mo Zhitao got into the commercial vehicle and drove towards their villa.

Mo Zhitao, who was in the car, took out two sixth-grade kung fu pills, "Qiqi, Shouhou, these are sixth-grade kung fu pills, you take them, and try to improve your martial arts to the sixth grade as soon as possible."

"Ah, Boss, this, what's the point of this?" The thin monkey exclaimed in surprise.He knew that Mo Zhitao was very generous, and when he had practice pills, he would give them to his subordinates to improve their martial arts.But he was still a little surprised when the matter came to Shouhou's head.This is a sixth-grade exercise pill, and even if you have money in the market, you can't buy it.

"Hehehe, it's a trivial matter," Mo Zhitao said. "I have always wanted to improve your martial arts, but because your starting point is low, so I took it slowly. When your martial arts practice reaches the late stage of the sixth level, I will give you a seventh-rank practice pill."

"Seventh, seventh-grade practice pill." Skinny Monkey's face changed, this was something he never dared to think about in his life.People like them who specialize in stealing skills are not very good at martial arts.If his martial arts reached level seven, he would be even more proficient at stealing things.

Mo Zhitao nodded, "Take it, eat it when you get back, and hurry up to practice." Alas, it's a pity that his martial arts didn't reach level eight, otherwise he could help his subordinates improve their martial arts.

After Mo Zhitao returned to the villa, he called Lin Zhenqiang, Li Bin, Liang Yelong, Tao Mingguang, Su Yihan and Qi Xiaolong in. "Zhenqiang, you let everyone stay in the villa to practice kung fu these few days, it's best not to go out, hurry up and improve your kung fu."

"Yes, boss." Lin Zhenqiang nodded.He practiced kungfu desperately these days, just thinking about raising his kung fu to the late sixth level.

"Li Bin, Ye Long, Ming Guang, this is the seventh-rank exercise pill, you take it, hurry up and raise your martial arts to the seventh rank." Mo Zhitao said.

"Ah, the Seventh Grade Practice Pill." Li Bin and the others exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Zhitao nodded and said: "This is what I earned in the Martial League, you take it, hurry up and raise your martial arts to level seven, we have more and more enemies, if we don't improve our martial arts, we will Can't beat the enemy."

"Yes, we will work hard." Li Bin and the others nodded solemnly.Both Wuhua and Huashao's martial arts have been upgraded to level seven, they also want to.

"Yi Han, Xiaolong, take these sixth-grade kung fu pills, I still say the same thing, whoever has higher martial arts will get more resources." Mo Zhitao said.

Lin Zhenqiang said: "Boss, you always give us the practice pill, and you have to take it to improve your martial arts."

"I don't need it." Mo Zhitao shook his head.Lin Hu and the martial arts training room have helped him to a certain extent, so he still leaves the resources to his brothers. "Okay, you all go out to practice, I hope more seven-level masters will appear."

"Boss, we will work hard." Lin Zhenqiang said.

At this time, Mo Zhitao's cell phone rang, and Mo Zhitao asked Lin Zhenqiang and the others to go out to practice.It was Mo Beibei who called, "Hi, Beibei, what's the matter?" Mo Zhitao asked.

"Mo Bu, you will have a sword fight with Liu Tian the day after tomorrow." Mo Beibei said.

"Well, I'll go back to the Martial League to practice soon," Mo Zhitao said.There is a lot of energy in the martial arts training room, which is suitable for him to practice.

"Then we'll pick you up." Mo Beibei said.

Mo Zhitao nodded, "Well, come here." Mo Zhitao also knew that if he wanted to join the Martial League, he must be led by Mo Beibei and the others. It was a mysterious place.

Mo Zhitao didn't know how many eighth-level masters and whether there were any ninth-level masters in the martial arts league.But last night Gu Dongzhen said that the Wumeng League sent an eighth-level master in every province, so it can be seen that there are at least a hundred or dozens of eighth-level masters in the Wumeng League.This kind of strength is very strong, Huaxia is not so easily bullied by others.

When Mo Zhitao was practicing in the room, one of his subordinates came to report to Mo Zhitao, saying that Mo Beibei and the others had come.

When Mo Zhitao arrived downstairs, Mo Beibei came over and said, "Mo Bu, let's go."

"Okay, let's go." Mo Zhitao nodded, and he told his subordinates to stay here for a few days to practice, and not to go out if there is nothing else to do.

After Mo Zhitao and the others returned to the Martial Arts League, Mo Beibei said, "Mobu, you can go to the practice room to practice for the next two days, and forget about other things."

"Well, I see." Mo Zhitao walked towards the practice room.

"Mo Bu, don't you eat lunch?" Mo Beibei asked Mo Zhitao.

Mo Zhitao shook his head and smiled, "I won't eat. I'll come out when I'm hungry." Time is efficiency, and Mo Zhitao will not waste this time.

Mo Zhitao came to the practice room, took out his token, and the person in charge of the practice room gave Mo Zhitao a key.Mo Zhitao looked at the key, and then said to the man, "Is the one you gave me a seventh-level martial arts?"

"Yes, Mobu." The man nodded.He is the person in charge of the practice room, and his position is not much worse than that of Mo Zhitao.

"I want the key to level eight practice." Mo Zhitao handed the key back to the person in charge.

"It doesn't seem very good." The person in charge said.

Mo Zhitao said: "I'm the deputy director of the medical department. I should be able to go to the eighth-level practice room, right?" Seventh level, but he is also at the deputy ministerial level.

"Yes, yes, but Mobu's martial arts is only level seven, and I'm afraid that it will be dangerous for you to enter the eighth level practice room." The person in charge said worriedly.Mo Zhitao has a bright future as the deputy director of the medical department at such a young age.

If something happened to Mo Zhitao in the practice room, the elder would definitely blame him.Therefore, the person in charge didn't want Mo Zhitao to enter the eighth-level practice room.

Mo Zhitao said seriously: "Give me the key to the eighth-level practice room. If anything happens, you don't have to be responsible."

"Mobu, you have to think twice before acting." The person in charge said.

"I've already made up my mind. Give me the key quickly. I don't have much time. I have to compete with the Japanese the day after tomorrow." Mo Zhitao said.

"Okay." The person in charge said helplessly.Mo Zhitao's level was placed here, so he had to give Mo Zhitao the key.

When Mo Zhitao walked in with the key, the person in charge immediately took out the internal phone and started calling. He wanted to tell the outside about Mo Zhitao's going to the eighth-level practice room, and he had nothing to do with what happened then.

As soon as Mo Zhitao walked in, he now knew the situation of the practice room.The sixth-level exercise room is on the outermost floor, the seventh-level exercise room is on the middle floor, and the eighth-level exercise room is on the inner floor. Mo Zhitao doesn't know if there is any exercise room on the innermost floor.

Because his key is only the outermost one of the eighth-level practice room, the person in charge is afraid that something will happen to him, so he will give him the one with the least energy.

However, Mo Zhitao also thought it would be better.His strength has not yet reached level eight, if Peng wants to rush inside, he will not be able to withstand it.

Mo Zhitao went into the small room and sat down gently.When he was running Yin Yang Jue, those energies rushed towards his body like a whirlwind.

"Phew," Mo Zhitao breathed out. The eighth-level practice room is powerful, and the energy inside is at least twice that of the seventh-level exercise room. If you practice in this kind of place, if you don't pay attention, you will go crazy.

No wonder the person in charge didn't let him enter the eighth-level practice room. If the martial arts didn't reach the eighth level, he would be killed by the energy here.However, Mo Zhitao relied on his body's supernatural powers and his Yin-Yang and Five-Element Acupuncture, so he wanted to see if he could stay here for two days.

As Mo Zhitao continued to practice the Yin-Yang Jue, his body swelled up like a balloon.

Girl, I've only practiced for two hours, and there's only so much energy in my body. Wumeng is really a good place to train masters. If Lin Zhenqiang and the others stay here for a few days, they can definitely break through to level seven.Mo Zhitao thought in his heart.

The eighth-level practice room is powerful, and Mo Zhitao felt the energy constantly expanding in his meridians, although he also tried his best to let his dantian digest the energy in his body.

But there is too much energy, and he has no way to digest all of that energy, so more and more energy accumulates in his body, they are like a big explosive bag, ready to explode at any time.

Am I going out now?Mo Zhitao thought in his heart, I'm so useless, I can't hold on after just two hours of practice.

But how did Mo Zhitao know that the person in charge of the practice room thought that Mo Zhitao could not last half an hour in the eighth-level practice room, but now Mo Zhitao has persisted for two hours, which has already surprised him.