Chapter 41 There is a girl like Yin!

“It’s been five years!”

Mo Jiao looked at the rolling river in front of him, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

"I don't know how Zi Ling is doing now!"

The black dragon muttered to himself, then dived into the river.

Ink Pavilion.

Zi Ling supported her chin with her right hand and gently stroked a piece of black scale with her left hand, her eyes full of worry.

"It's been five years, and Master True Dragon hasn't called me once!"

"Cough cough!"

An old man with white hair came out of the house with a hunched back.

He looked at Zi Ling who was staring at the dragon scales and sighed, "Although it is a real dragon, it is actually just a demon cultivator with Jindan strength!"

“There are many of the three major immortal sects in Yuanwu Country that can massacre it!”

"grandfather!"

Hearing what Old Man Xu said, Zi Ling's face turned pale, and she quickly said in a low voice: "Master Zhenlong is very powerful, he will be fine!"

"Maybe it was just held up by something!"

Looking at his granddaughter like this, Old Man Xu sighed and said, "What do you think about what the elder of Tianxing Sect said?"

Zi Ling frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

"As an elder of the Tianxing Sect, he is so shameless!"

At this point, Zi Ling slammed her right hand on the table and scolded, "Forcing me to be his concubine is just a beautiful dream!"

"But he is a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan!"

Old Man Xu glanced at Zi Ling and couldn't help but persuade her: "Even though she's just a concubine, you shouldn't feel wronged!"

Zi Ling turned her head away and snorted, "With Mo Ge here, maybe I can become a Jindan cultivator in the future!"

Zi Ling's qualifications are average, even though she has Mo Ge's support.

It took five years to break through to the middle stage of foundation building.

"Dong dong!"

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, followed by a clear shout: "Sister Zi!"

The anger on Zi Ling's face disappeared, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Old man Xu beside him sighed, picked up a gourd of wine, and pushed open the door.

A girl about sixteen years old, wearing a green dress, stood in front of the door.

"Grandpa Xu!"

The girl bowed quickly and said respectfully, "Ruyin has already finished reading the formation book!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zi Ling behind him and stuck out his tongue coquettishly.

"Come here!"

Zi Ling waved at Xin Ruyin and asked, "Has the Dragon Roar Body tortured you during this period?"

"With Sister Zi's elixir, I feel much better!"

Xin Ruyin smiled and walked quickly to Zi Ling's side.

Looking at Xin Ruyin's pale face, Zi Ling gently patted Xin Ruyin's hair and said, "What a good girl, it's a pity that she has such a fatal physique!"

"It's all just fate!"

Xin Ruyin shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I am already very satisfied to be able to practice formations every day."

"If you were here, maybe there would be a way to heal you!"

Zi Ling looked at Xin Ruyin deeply and said in a low voice.

After all, it was Mo Jiao who asked me to find this girl that day, and that dragon-roaring body was most likely related to a real dragon.

"grown ups?"

Xin Ruyin frowned slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.

"I've always heard Sister Zi talk about how amazing that adult is!"

"I wonder who that gentleman is!"

Xin Ruyin couldn't help but speak with curiosity on her face.

"He!"

Zi Ling gently tapped Xin Ruyin's nose and said, "You might be scared if you saw it!"

"Does your Excellency have an ugly appearance?"

Xin Ruyin tilted her head and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "He is still a man-eating monster!"

Hearing this, Zi Ling was stunned for a moment, then she smiled with interest.

"You'll know once you see it!"

"Buzz!"

At the same time, a crisp buzzing sound was heard, and the pitch-black dragon scales on the table emitted a pitch-black glow.

"call out!"

Zi Ling stood up quickly, looked at the dragon scales on the table, and quickly looked at Xin Ruyin beside her, saying, "Ruyin, follow me out!"

Old man Xu at the door was slightly stunned and exclaimed in surprise: "It appeared!"

Zi Ling waved her sleeves, and a emerald green flying boat floated in the air.

The two of them landed on the flying boat and turned into a green shadow.

Disappeared in the market.

Tianxing Sect.

A middle-aged monk with a black mole on his face looked at the flying boat that flew out of the market town.

A sneer appeared on his lips: "Little girl, you are finally willing to leave Mo Pavilion!"

"No one can protect you once you leave the market!"

……

God's Hand Valley.

"Brother Mo!"

Han Li, an ordinary man dressed in a green shirt, came up to Yin Mo and looked at the faint white aura emanating from Yin Mo.

"Aren't you a wind spirit?"

"Logically speaking, spiritual power should be blue!"

Looking at Han Li in front of him, Yin Mo smiled slightly: "The technique I practice is special, not a wind technique!"

"I see!"

Han Li suddenly realized and nodded.

Han Li now has a dignified appearance. Although he looks ordinary, he has cultivated the Changchun Gong.

His entire aura was completely different from that of the Qixuan Sect's disciples.

In the original novel, Han Li's cultivation at this time had only reached the eighth level of Qi training.

And because of the early discovery of the small green bottle and the medicine provided by Yin Mo.

His cultivation has reached the eleventh level of Qi training.

Although it is far inferior to Yin Mo's peak Qi training level, it is still far superior to ordinary true spiritual root cultivators.

"Oh no!"

At this moment, a series of muffled groans were heard outside the house, and Zhang Tie, who was nearly two meters tall, rushed in.

"The Wild Wolf Gang is attacking!"

Thanks to Doctor Mo's early death, Zhang Tie survived.

Moreover, Yin Mo gave him an earth-based skill called "Thick Earth Art".

Through his practice, not only did his cultivation level improve rapidly, but he also grew a lot taller.

Although Zhang Tie's spiritual root aptitude is higher than Han Li's, he started practicing later.

Therefore, his current cultivation level is only the tenth level of Qi training.

"It seems that the Immortal Ascension Order has been delivered to my door!"

Yin Mo raised the corner of his mouth slightly and muttered to himself.

"Han Li, go clean it up!"

Yin Mo waved his hand and said calmly: "But don't start a big fight, just kill the leader!"

"Don't worry, Mo, I know!"

Han Li was eager to try it out. He had been practicing magic for such a long time, but had never used it on anyone.

Now that the people from the Wild Wolf Gang have arrived, it is a good opportunity for them to try out their magic.

As Han Li left, Yin Mo turned to look at Zhang Tie.

"I have something I need you to do!"

Hearing Yin Mo's words, Zhang Tie quickly bowed and said, "Yes!"

Ever since Yin Mo taught Zhang Tie the "Thick Earth Art", their relationship was no longer as pure as Han Li's.

It's more like a superior-subordinate relationship.

Zhang Tie is very loyal to Yin Mo.

"Go here!"

Yin Mo handed over a jade slip, which contained a map to Mo Pavilion in Tianxing Sect's market town.

"Someone will accommodate you there!"

After hearing Yin Mo's words, Zhang Tie immediately bowed and said, "Okay! I'll leave early tomorrow morning!"

(End of this chapter)