Carry-on Anti-virus System

After quickly organizing his emotions, Liu Yibai went into his room and took out the package and gave it to Mo Beichen.

"These are all I have left. The rest are either sent for help or taken away. " Liu Yibai laughed at himself as he shook his head and sighed.

"Then if you give it to me, won't I be broke?" Embarrassed, Mo Beichen was actually at a loss as to what to do.

"With my skill, these things aren't that hard to come by. Furthermore, as my strength gradually recovers, I will only be able to obtain more and more treasures. These things will be of limited help to me in the future. I might as well give it to you for use. "

Liu Yibai's tone was filled with confidence.

After the poison had been purged from his body, his appearance and spirit were now completely different from before. The genius who had once stood proudly in the world was announcing his return.

Picking up the only horn with cracks on it, he gestured, "This is the Scaled Armor Demon Rhinoceros King's horn. At that time, I spent a lot of effort to just barely kill it. This horn was bathed in the lightning it emitted all year round. It contained a great amount of the power of thunder and lightning; it was an excellent material to forge a thunder-attribute spirit artifact.

This was a ghostly shell, and it could move stealthily in the deep sea when it encountered water. It could effectively isolate one's own aura, and it was very difficult for ordinary enemies to discover its tracks. If he used it while running for his life, it would often have a miraculous effect.

I can't say for sure what grade this broken sword is, but it definitely isn't of a low grade. Unfortunately, he was already crippled. If he didn't have a weapon on him, he could use it to make do with his first use. At the very least, it wouldn't be inferior to a low-grade spirit weapon.

And this rock, I found it in the cave of a Demonic Beast.

Since it was hidden like a treasure, there must be something special about it. I used my Spiritual Sense to check it. There should be a drop of blood essence inside, but I don't know what rank of Demonic Beast it was. It wasn't very useful to me, so I didn't open it to take a look. "

Hearing Liu Yibai explain their origins and uses, Mo Beichen nodded to show his understanding.

Suddenly realizing that he was missing a bone, Mo Beichen picked up the bone that was as thick as a thigh and asked in confusion, "What about it?"

"Oh, that's a pillow I use to sleep. It's not a treasure, you can throw it away." Liu Yibai's words made him at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

After all this time, it turned out to be a pillow, and I thought it had some sort of special use.

Other than that, Mo Beichen did not care too much about it. Compared to the broken treasure, it was not worth mentioning.

Finally it is in his hand, Mo Beichen heaved a sigh of relief. If Liu Yibai found out that it was once a treasure, would he regret it? No matter what, this thing was useless in the hands of others. Basically, no one could repair it.

At most, he could just compensate him in the future.

After figuring it out, Mo Beichen no longer bothered with it. The feeling of taking advantage of him in his heart, had dulled a lot.

Liu Yibai, who was at the side, was greatly surprised as he happily kept all the things inside the Storage Ring.

"I didn't expect you to have a Storage Ring at such a young age. Could it be that in this world, Storage Ring are no longer valuable? "

Hearing his lamenting look, Mo Beichen started to explain: "Of course not, it's just that my identity is a bit special, so I was fortunate enough to get one."

"Oh? If it's convenient, why not tell me? I want to know what kind of special identity you have at your age. "

Returning back to the house, after being in a good mood, Liu Yibai placed the wine gourd to the side and started to taste the tea slowly.

He never thought that Yue Yang would be so curious about his identity. Mo Beichen was actually a little embarrassed to say it. He laughed awkwardly: "Actually it's nothing, it's just Cold Martial Sect, the seat of honor for Lei Mingfeng."

"Pfft!"

The tea that Liu Yibai just drank, suddenly sprayed out, he stared at Mo Beichen in shock, and asked: "You, Cold Martial Sect, Lei Mingfeng's first seat?"

Calmly wiping the tea off his face, Mo Beichen said helplessly: "That's right, it's me. Right now, I'm Lei Mingfeng's new chief disciple. At that time when I was accepted as the head of the sect, I was only at the fifth stage of the War Qi. "

Wiping the tea stains on the corner of his mouth, Liu Yibai said somewhat blankly: "Thinking back to how Cold Martial Sect was also a well-known sect, how did it become like this now, for even a disciple with War Qi Stage of the fifth level to become their head, it is truly too … "This is too much."

"Actually, my Cold Martial Sect hasn't fallen to this state. This matter, is actually like this …" After refilling a cup of tea for him, Mo Beichen slowly narrated his encounters in the Cold Martial Sect.

Unknowingly, when the tea in the pot was finished, Mo Beichen had finished.

"It seems that your situation isn't too good either. But don't worry. With me here, no one will dare to do anything to you.

In the future, just call me Big Brother Liu. Stop calling me Senior or not. You have done me a great favor, I accept your kindness, if you don't mind, from now on, you are my, Liu Yibai's, brother.

Since Liu Yibai was willing to lower himself and recognize him as a brother, Mo Beichen naturally wished for nothing.

Being able to hold onto this huge tree had raised his safety by leaps and bounds. In the future, even if there were really people who wanted to harm him, they would have to carefully consider whether or not it was enough for Liu Yibai to slap him.

"Since Brother Mo thinks so highly of me, then I will accept it!"

The fact that the two of them addressed each other as brothers relaxed Mo Beichen by a lot. The invisible restrictions and estrangement instantly disappeared.

"Brother Mo, I don't know, do you believe me?"

Based on the system's examination results, Mo Beichen discovered that Liu Yibai's martial arts had many problems, and was ready to help him rectify them.

Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to trust his own talent. Otherwise, who would dare to rashly change something that he had cultivated for several decades? He might even go berserk and turn himself into a neither human nor demon.

"Look at what you're saying, whether you believe it or not, if you have something to say then just say it. I, your big brother, am not worried about you!" Using all his might to pat Mo Beichen's shoulder, Liu Yibai unconcernedly trusted him with all he had.

"Heh heh, that's good. "Big Brother Liu, actually, the martial skills you're cultivating are a bit wrong. You've practiced many wrong places, such as …"

In the following time, Mo Beichen pointed out all of the flaws and mistakes, causing Liu Yibai to be stunned.

These were all things that had been passed down for thousands of years. No one had ever doubted them, so even though Liu Yibai was skeptical, he still decided to listen to what Mo Beichen had to say.

"Why do you seem to be adept at everything? Not only can you treat illnesses, you can even find these things that no one has ever thought of before and no one dares to think of wrongly. It was like a... "It's a …" Suddenly, the shell stuck. This made Liu Yibai a little anxious, and he kept patting his own head.

"Physician?" Uncertain, Mo Beichen helped him think of a phrase.

"That's right, he's a physician!" Clapping his hands, Liu Yibai felt that Mo Beichen seemed to have the potential to become a doctor.

"Physician? In fact, he was right. I am a doctor. Not only can I treat patients to save lives, I can also repair and optimize various items.

Mo Beichen suddenly felt that if he could not continue to live like this one day, he could also become a doctor that roamed the world and live a very comfortable life.

The small Cold Martial Sect had become less and less of a hindrance to him. If one day he wanted to leave, he would not be reluctant to part with it and would leave straightforwardly.