I have become an emperor, you said that covering the sky is an infinite box

Chapter 27 If Doctor Mo Has Spiritual Roots, He Must Be Overlord

A lush green valley full of vitality, on the left side of the valley is a medicine garden exuding strong medicinal fragrance, and on the right side there are more than a dozen large and small houses connected together.

The white-haired Mo Juren walked out of the stone house with a face full of spring breeze, with a face full of spring breeze, and there was wind when he walked.

By the time the young man named Han Li had reached [-]% of his Qi refining.

When he has cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Refining, he can start his own plan to seize the house.

At that time, he will be able to become a high-ranking immortal cultivator in the eyes of ordinary people, and no princes and nobles dare to neglect the immortal master.

Taking advantage of this gap, "Zhang Tie" was made into a puppet for him to dispatch.

Just as he was flirting all the way back to his residence, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a figure dressed in white Shengxue walked out.

"you you……"

Mo Juren's eyes widened, and when he opened his mouth to say something, a warm current rose in his body, and a cold black air oozes from between his brows.

"Mo Juren, I have solved Yu Zitong's remnant soul and ghost curse for you, now you can go."

The calm voice made Mo Juren's face change drastically, and he found that the Yinhun curse in his body had been cleared in sevens and eighties, his body stopped aging, and he returned to the appearance of the middle-aged handsome man he used to be.

I called Yu Zitong again and again, but there was no response, as if nothing had disappeared.

Surprised, Mo Juren saw that the visitor was wearing a Taoist robe, with an ethereal aura, and fell to his knees directly: "Master Immortal, please take me into the immortal way!"

"Get out of my sight immediately."

Wang Chen didn't take another look at him, and shot out a stream of light from his fingertips, which sank into the center of Mo Juren's eyebrows.

"Grandmaster? Great Grandmaster? Martial Dao Gold Elixir? Martial Dao practice, it turns out that it can still be like this!"

Mo Juren found out that there is more than one way of martial arts practice in Zhihaili, he savored it carefully, he was immediately overjoyed, and after thanking Wang Chen, he hurriedly left the Valley of Gods Hands.

"If Doctor Mo has spiritual roots, he must be the overlord."

Wang Chen pouted, and looked at a stone house.

……

"Haha, I finally reached the fourth floor!"

Inside the stone house, a dark-skinned, ordinary-looking young man was full of excitement, very happy that he had broken through to the fourth level of Qi training.

At this time, the stone door opened quietly, and a young man in Taoist robe walked in.

"who are you!"

Han Li frowned, and the visitor said something.

"Han Li, right? Don't worry, Mo Juren has left Qixuanmen forever, and won't take you away."

"What's the meaning!"

Han Li's heart was agitated, he had always suspected that Mo Juren had other purposes for him.

Take home!

Although I don't know what the word means, but it sounds like it is definitely not a good thing.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Wang Chen's mouth, looking at this son of luck in the mortal world, under the ordinary appearance was a cunning and shrewd heart.

The number one sword cultivator in Tiannan, the number one Mahayana in the spiritual world, thousands of people admire Han Tianzun, the future ancestor of time, the creator of the "wrinkled brow" meme, Han Paopao, Han Laomo!

"sit"

Wang Chen sat directly in front of Han Li, pressed his palms to signal him to sit down, and said something that made his heart skip a beat.

"Above the secular world, there is the world of cultivating immortals, which belongs to the world of cultivators. Monks seek immortality and ask for immortality. about you."

"I have spiritual roots?"

Han Li swallowed his saliva.

"Four series of miscellaneous spiritual roots, you can practice the "Changchun Gong" he gave you. According to his plan, when you cultivate to the fourth level, you will kill your soul with a secret method, and then use your own soul to occupy your body. From having a spiritual root to becoming a cultivator, stepping into the world of practice."

"In addition, Zhang Tie also has a spiritual root, but he can't cultivate the "Changchun Kungfu", so Doctor Mo has already killed him and turned him into a puppet."

"what!"

Han Li was horrified, he never thought that Mo Juren would be so insane that he had such an idea.

After calming down and carefully analyzing Doctor Mo's suspicions over the years, Han Li believed Wang Chen's statement to a half-dozen, and then bowed his hands to Wang Chen, "Thank you for reminding me, Your Excellency came here specifically to find me, is it just to Thank you so much for giving me advice, if there is nothing else, kid Rong will leave."

"Don't go, you are already at the fourth level of Qi refining, don't you want to know what the world of cultivating immortals looks like?"

Wang Chen casually took out two ancient books from his sleeve and threw them to Han Li, beckoning him to read them.

Han Li glanced at ten lines, flipped through ancient books quickly, and was soon deeply attracted by the demeanor of the world of cultivating immortals. He couldn't extricate himself from being immersed in it, and yearned to become a true cultivator of immortals.

When Han Li closed the ancient book, Wang Chen went straight to the point, explaining the purpose of his visit.

"I'm not a joke either. Don't you have a small bottle that can produce medicinal materials? Lend me for a few days."

"Little green bottle? Could it be..."

Han Li was taken aback for a moment, and his face changed drastically. Who is this person?How do you know you got the little green bottle?
Could it be that he is also a cultivator?
"I'm just borrowing it for a few days. Don't worry, I will stay in the Valley of God's Hands and won't go out."

Wang Chen said lightly, another storage bag flew out of the sleeve robe.

"I don't take it for nothing, just treat it as a fee, it's useful for your practice."

Han Li took the storage bag, checked it carefully, and found that there was a space inside, which contained the complete "Eternal Spring Kung Fu", several books of magic and supernatural powers, hundreds of spirit stones and dozens of bottles of pills.

The "expenses" that Wang Chen gave Han Li, except for a "Washing Essence Pill" that he rubbed with his own hands, the rest were all produced in the mortal world.

Than Xiao Yan got a talisman to kill the Emperor of Soul.

This treatment can be described as worlds apart.

This is not Wang Chen being stingy.

It was because he understood Han Li's character.

He is merciless and not ungrateful, he is ruthless and decisive towards his enemies, he is ruthless and decisive towards his relatives, he will help within his ability to his relatives, he will help his friends as long as he does not harm his own interests, and it is an exchange of benefits for ordinary friends.

Heavy promises, excellent reputation, but not easy promises.

Compared to Tang San's crumbs, Han Li's character is not bad.

But compared to Xiao Yan, Ye Fan, Luo Feng, Lin Lei, and even Fang Han, they don't have much human touch.

It can even be called "cool in nature".

Autistic children per capita.

This is a major feature of Wang Fatzi's works.

To treat this kind of person, there is no need to confide in your heart and deliberately please.

Enough is enough.

Seeing Wang Chen's determination to win, Han Li struggled for a while, and finally, as if making up his mind, he said "wait for a while" and walked out of the stone house. He came back after a while, holding his hand tightly. With a small dark green bottle.

In the Black Soil Immortal Territory, Han Tianzun, who has lived in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, frowned, looked up, his eyes seemed to span the eternal time and space, and looked behind the endless years deep in the long river of time and space.

(End of this chapter)