I'm Really Not A Master Cultivator

Chapter 474: That’s Calling Him an Undercover!

At this moment, outside the courtyard, a footstep sounded.

It is the Holy Lord, the golden heavens!

Jin Zhutian walked all the way, and with a sense of anxiety.

Senior shouldn’t blame me, right?

I did not deliberately take refuge in the eight-winged black butterfly!

I was forced to be helpless!

I am miserable!

Why!

Poor, weak, and helpless.

In this way, Jin Zhutian looked at the door.

This is obviously own site, but now, his heart is beating faster.

Very nervous, very nervous, very disturbed.

Even though I am the Holy Lord of Sacred Land of the heavens, what can I do compared to this super cultivator?

What a fart!

Not even a fart!

“Boom boom boom!”

After hesitating for a long time, Jin Zhutian still raised his right hand and knocked gently on the door.

Mo Fan, who was painting, heard the knock on the door and was taken aback for a while, got up, then went to the outside of the courtyard and opened the door.

“You are?”

Mo Fan looked at the person in front of him curiously, blinked his eyes, and asked.

“Mr. Mo, hello, I am the Holy Lord of Sacred Land, Jin Zhutian!” Jin Zhutian greeted him first. He naturally knew that senior had already known that he was here, but he still had to say something polite.

Heard this.

Mo Fan’s heart trembled suddenly.

The Holy Lord of Sacred Land?

This is a super cultivator!

Come to him?

I don’t know what to do with him?

Did he do something wrong?

After thinking about it carefully, I kept myself safe and did nothing wrong!

“I don’t know what the Holy Lord has to do with me?”

Mo Fan asked carefully.

He is a mortal, this big guy shouldn’t embarrass him!

Cannot hear this, Jin Zhutian smiled bitterly in his heart.

Senior obviously blamed him!

Otherwise, how could the senior ask knowingly?

“I……”

Jin Zhutian thought for a while, and suddenly, his gaze fell not far away, and he saw a painting there, which turned out to be a black butterfly!

boom! boom! boom!

At this moment, his whole mind was trembling non-stop.

He was chatting with the eight-winged black butterfly just now, and now senior has drawn the black butterfly.

Is this a coincidence?

Obviously not!

Obviously, senior has already done everything!

Sure enough, senior has no omissions, a great deal!

now.

Jin Zhutian’s scalp burst, and he felt that his own worldview had undergone a huge change.

“Gold Holy Lord, are you okay?”

Mo Fan looked at the golden heavens and was stunned, how could the person in front of him look so stupid.

Such a wooden person can become the Holy Lord of Sacred Land of the heavens?

That’s terrible! That’s terrible!

Is the person in front of Mo Fan the legendary Second Generation Saint?

“You are a little weak!”

Mo Fan looked at the pale Jin Tiantian and took a look. The latter’s eyes were heavier, and he couldn’t help asking: “Holy Lord, have you recently had a sore back, cold limbs and chills?”

When Jin Zhutian heard this, he was taken aback, and soon, he nodded heavily and said, “Yes!”

“That’s no doubt kidney deficiency!”

Mo Fan nodded and said, looking at Jin Zhutian curiously. As the Holy Lord of Zhutian Sacred Land, he is so weak in kidney?

Is this excessive sexual intercourse?

“By the way, I don’t know, what is the matter of the Holy Lord coming to me?”

Mo Fan asked what he thought of.

“I came to see you!”

Jin Zhutian scolded himself for being stupid. Since he came to visit senior, he should think of a reason when he came.

You can’t come up and just ask about the eight-winged black butterfly, right?

If you really ask like this, wouldn’t it be an interruption to senior’s role as a mortal Yaxing?

Mistakes!

“I heard that you have mastered the Secret Technique of Buddhism?”

“It’s not you, Chen Elder is afraid that he will die in the hands of the demon!”

Jin Zhutian said.

So this is ah!

It seems that this Holy Lord of Sacred Land is of good character!

“I don’t have much strength!”

Mo Fan shook his head and said, “It’s mainly because of Chen Elder himself!”

“I just picked up a bargain!”

“And this trick has too many shortcomings, like a chicken rib!”

“Chicken ribs, tasteless to eat, it’s a pity to discard it!”

“Hey!”

Mo Fan sighed and said.

“…”

Hearing this, Jin Zhutian’s eyes twitched.

That is the Secret Technique of Buddhism!

In the eyes of an expert, it turned out to be a tasteless one?

Is this being rejected by the masters?

horrible!

Don’t know what is the connection between Gaoren and Buddhism?

Jin Zhutian thought secretly.

“Master Mo, this painting?”

At this moment, when Jin Zhutian looked at the painting, his scalp burst a little.

I don’t know what the big guys mean by painting this painting?

Is it implying something to him?

“Holy Lord, what do you think of this painting?” Mo Fan smiled slightly, and the person in front of him took the initiative to bring up this painting. Obviously he is a person who loves painting!

“The painting is very good!”

“Lifelike and vivid.”

Jin Zhutian commented.

Mo Fan smiled and nodded. Seeing the latter’s eyes condensed in this painting, he could see that the person in front of him was very interested in this painting!

Thinking that the other party is the Holy Lord of Sacred Land after all!

It’s a big cultivator!

You must stammer!

When he thought of something, he handed this painting to Jin Zhutian and said: “Holy Lord, if you like the painting, if you don’t dislike it, give it to you!”

Heard this.

Jin Zhutian was stunned again.

What does senior mean?

The senior will certainly not give this painting to him for no reason.

After all, seniors must do things with connotation and profound meaning!

Jin Zhutian’s entire brain was plunged into contemplation, and his brain was running frantically.

At a certain moment.

What did he think of.

My heart trembled!

Why did senior give this painting to him?

That’s because senior knew that he was forced to surrender helplessly to the eight-winged black butterfly!

But senior also gave him this painting, that is to call him an undercover agent!

high!

It’s really high!

At this moment, Jin Zhutian trembled and admired senior.

In this way, senior will not blame him?

This is a chess piece that senior placed beside the eight-winged black butterfly?

“Golden Holy Lord, I will pick some Chinese medicine later, and torment Chinese medicine!”

Mo Fan thought for a while and said.

Jin Zhutian was taken aback again.

This senior is helping him detoxify!

“Okay!” He was ecstatic in his heart, but on the surface it was difficult to show a plain color. After all, he knew that senior likes to play mortal and can’t extricate himself.

“Thank you Lord Mo!”

“polite!”

Mo Fan smiled slightly, watching the departing Jin Zhutian, the whole person felt a dream.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Lord of the dignified heavens Sacred Land would actually visit him.

However, also, at the beginning, if it were not for him, Chen Elder was afraid that he would die in the hands of the demon!

It seems that the relationship between Holy Lord of Sacred Land and Chen An is very good!

Otherwise, the other party will not come to thank him!

“It’s really a harmonious and friendly cultivation world!”

Mo Fan sighed, own luck is really good, and he has come to a very harmonious and friendly cultivation Sacred Land.