Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 2 Joining Qixuanmen

To prevent Yu Zitong from retaliating after he woke up, Mo Fan did not stay in this small county town.

After breakfast, we packed up our things and headed to Jingzhou.

There was someone he wanted to meet, Han Li.

You don’t have to worry about other things, the son of the plane still has to meet him.

Anyway, he has nowhere to go now, and it is unrealistic to return to Lanzhou to inherit everything from Mo Juren, even though he has several beautiful wives like flowers and jade.

But am I, Mo Fan, the kind of person who is greedy for money and lustful?

Obviously not!

After all, he, who already possesses spiritual roots, cannot stay in the mortal world for the rest of his life.

At worst, we can go back later. The person is there anyway and can’t escape. Bah!Won't leave.

Calculating the time, Han Li was about seven years old at this time, which was still three years before the two masters and apprentices met in the original play.

Nowadays, his golden finger is still unable to exert its full effect. He only has a low-grade spiritual root, so he still needs to use the palm drops~.

I just don’t know if I can find the Palm Heaven Bottle in advance?Mo Fan was thinking about the problem while running quickly.

Time flies and it comes to three days later.

Mo Fan, who was following the official road, vaguely heard the sounds of fighting.

As we continue to move forward, the sounds of fighting become clearer.

When he got closer, he saw a group of masked men armed with various weapons, surrounding a gentle middle-aged man.

At this time, the body of the man in the middle was covered with large and small wounds, and his clothes were soaked with blood.

"Wang Juechu, give up your resistance now and I will leave you with a whole body later. Otherwise, I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!"

A man who seemed to be the leader spoke nonsense to the besieged Wang Juechu.

"A bunch of rats who dare not even show their faces are worthy of being captured by me?"

Wang Juechu, who was trapped in the middle, looked disdainful.

"Wang Juechu?" After standing on the tree and listening for a while, Mo Fan had a vague impression of this name.

It seems that the sect leader of Qixuan Sect is called Wang Juechu, right?
Remember!

The reason why Mo Juren went to Qixuanmen to worship was because he saved the seriously injured master of Qixuanmen and was invited to go there, right?

It was quite a coincidence that he hadn't thought about it. Mo Fan pondered slightly and was not in a hurry to take action.

First check the strength of the opponent. Don't rush out and lose to the opponent. If the opponent is not saved, you will be caught in it.

This possibility is almost impossible. After all, Mo Juren was like a brother in the Lanzhou world.

But he had to be careful. He had finally crossed over, but he couldn't die easily.

The original work also said that Wang Juechu escaped with serious injuries and was rescued by Mo Juren.

If nothing else, Wang Juechu should be able to kill this group of people.

Having made up his mind, Mo Fan continued to stay in the tree and eat melons.

"Master Wang, if you don't want to die until you reach the Yellow River, don't blame me for being rude."

The leader did not wait any longer. This place was close to the official road. He was afraid that something might change if he was too late, so he attacked with a knife.

The two sides fought fiercely again.

After continuing to watch on the tree for a while, Mo Fan roughly judged the approximate strength of both sides.

If both sides are as strong as they have shown so far, Wang Juechu's hope of escaping is very slim.

Could it be that he still has some tricks up his sleeve that he hasn't used yet?Mo Fan started to guess in his mind.

More than ten breaths have passed.

Seeing that Wang Juechu was about to be defeated on the left and right in the field, Mo Fan did not dare to wait any longer.

He has already seen that Wang Juechu does have a unique skill.

However, it can be seen from the hesitant look in his eyes that the price paid must not be small, otherwise it would have been used long ago.

Since you are helping people, then help to the end.

When he is seriously injured, he has to treat him himself, which is also a troublesome thing.

"Stop!~" He circulated the energy in his body and kicked the tree trunk. He was ejected and landed between Wang Juechu and the masked man with his hands behind his back.

Everyone looked at the sudden appearance of a handsome man in the field. They were stunned for a moment and gradually stopped.

"Who are you? Don't make a mistake." The masked man who was the leader was the first to recover and looked at Mo Fan and asked.

"I'm Mo Fan." Mo Fan still had his hands behind his back, trying not to show off.

"Mo Fan?" The leading masked man murmured, but he didn't hear it.

He looked at the other people around him and saw that everyone looked confused. The leader was relieved, at least he was not a powerful person.

Otherwise, they would have heard of some of the top figures in the world.

"The boss, if you are talking nonsense with him, let's kill all the idiots who come from nowhere." Finally, another masked man on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Your Excellency, leave now. We will pretend that you have never appeared. If you don't leave, then don't blame us for being ruthless." The leading masked man was calmer and did not want to cause trouble.

Anyone who dares to step forward at this time is either a master or a fool.

"Everyone, you'd better retreat. It's not good to fight too much." Mo Fan smiled harmlessly.

"Since you don't want to leave, don't blame me for waiting for you." Seeing that the time was dragging on, the leading masked man was worried that something might change later.

"Take it together!"

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed forward with a knife.

"Why bother?" Seeing the crowd rushing towards him, Mo Fan sighed helplessly. He circulated his true energy and began to perform Mo Juren's famous stunt, the Magic Silver Hand.

Suddenly, a soaring evil spirit burst out from his body. This momentum became stronger and stronger like a violent wind, and suddenly spread to the surroundings.

The masked men who had just rushed forward were instantly shocked by the momentum and fell back one after another.

When everyone regained their balance, they were shocked to find that Mo Fan's arms had turned silver-white.

Under the sunlight, it reflects the cold metallic luster, giving people an indestructible feeling.

Looking at the handsome man just now, he was now exuding a frightening evil aura.

The masked men looked at each other for a few times, and they all saw fear in each other's eyes, and they began to slowly retreat.

After leaving more than ten feet away, they dispersed in an instant.

Seeing this situation, Mo Fan did not pursue him. His purpose was to save Wang Juechu.

"I'm Wang Juechu, thank you Brother Mo for your help." Wang Juechu from behind was also surprised by the aura Mo Fan exuded at this time.

He didn't expect to meet a real master. He almost thought he was meeting a fool.

Fortunately, Mo Fan didn't know Wang Juechu's inner thoughts at this time, otherwise he would have given him a slap in the face.

"You're welcome, it's just a little effort." Mo Fan waved his hand again.

"Now that the crisis has been resolved, I will take my leave first." Wang Juechu bowed his hands to Mo Fan.

"By the way, I am currently the master of the Qixuan Sect. If Brother Mo has any missions from now on, please ask someone to come with a token."

Wang Juechu took out a jade pendant from his arms and handed it to Mo Fan.

"With your injuries, where can you go? Mo's medical skills are pretty good, let me show you~" Mo Fan took out a set of silver needles and several small medicine bottles from his arms.

"Brother Mo also has medical skills?" Wang Juechu was extremely surprised.

Facing Wang Juechu's surprise, Mo Fan didn't say much. It was obvious that he didn't believe himself.

According to the fused memory, Mo Fan first tapped several acupuncture points on Wang Juechu's body, then took out a silver needle and inserted it continuously, and finally gave him a pill.

After a while, Wang Juechu felt the changes in his body and looked at Mo Fan with surprise.

"Can I take the liberty to ask which force Brother Mo is currently a member of?"

"Mo is a scattered person and has not joined the force yet, but recently he really wants to find a place with beautiful scenery to stay for a while."

Mo Fan felt slightly happy, but his face remained unchanged.

"Oh~, that's such a coincidence! It's not Wang's boast. Our Qixuan Sect is indeed not strong in the entire Jingzhou, but when it comes to scenery, it is definitely among the best. Why don't Brother Mo go to our Qixuan Sect for a while? "

After hearing Mo Fan's request, Wang Juechu was ecstatic. He originally thought that he would not be able to invite such a powerful and skilled person, but now it seems that he has great hope!
"Hmm... well, that's fine, then I'll ask Master Lao Wang." After pretending for a moment, Mo Fan finally reluctantly agreed.

"Hahaha, welcome!" Wang Juechu laughed as if he had found a treasure.

(End of this chapter)