Mo Hai and Yan Qingwu were still eating, as if nothing had happened.
After what happened just now, all the guests in the restaurant ran away, and the prince of the Zhenguo family was killed here. This was a big event that would alarm Kyoto. It can be imagined that this restaurant will definitely be angered by the Zhenguo Duke.
It took a long time for the Han Su family to come back to their senses.
"Sir, sir, you were too impulsive just now. You killed Liu Heng. This matter has reached a point where there is no way around it. What should we do?"
Han Su's father was extremely anxious.
"Kill him, just kill him. You don't have to worry about it. You can live your life how you want in the future. But if you are worried, you can just hide away."
Mo Hai smiled lightly.
"Sir, you are an expert, you travel all over the world, and you are not afraid of trouble, but we are just mortals, and we only want to live a stable life in our lives. We absolutely cannot afford to offend a person like Zhen Guogong, and we dare not offend him."
Han Su's father's current mood is like an ant on a hot pot.
"Han Su, come here."
Mo Hai called Han Su forward.
Han Su approached Mo Hai cautiously, and she was a little scared when she saw Mo Hai killing someone just now.
"Put your palms out."
Han Su followed the words and stretched out his palm.
Mo Hai used spiritual power to gather a wind blade talisman in Han Su's palm, which could be activated twenty times.
"Just do what I just said and slap your palms on the table over there."
Mo Hai said.
Han Su only felt magical and didn't know what Mo Hai drew in her hands. However, after hearing Mo Hai's words, she still drew her palms as he was told.
"boom"
There was a loud noise, and the solid wood table was smashed into pieces by a strong force. Han Su was so frightened that he quickly retracted his palms with a look of shock on his face.
Han Su's parents were also shocked. They originally thought that Mo Hai was just an ordinary ranger, but now it seems that Mo Hai's methods are almost the same as those of those who cultivate immortality. Although they have never seen a monk, there are legends about those who cultivate immortality.
, almost everyone knows it in the secret land of mountains and seas.
"Sir, are you, are you an immortal?"
Han Su's father asked in confusion.
"If you like to call me immortal, just call me."
Mo Hai said casually.
Yan Qingwu stood aside, looking at the stunned Han Su family, and explained: "With Mr. Mo's promise, let alone the Duke of Zhenguo, even the emperor of your Great Zhou Empire is not worthy of mentioning Han Su.
Next time someone bullies you, just use the magical power Mr. Mo taught you to hit him."
Yan Qingwu's words directly confirmed Mo Hai's identity as a cultivator of immortality.
Han Su's father was clever, and such an opportunity was rare. He quickly pulled his wife and daughter to kneel on the ground, kowtowed to Mo Hai, and shouted to each immortal.
"Stop being so polite. I can't get used to people calling me immortal. Just call me husband. By the way, Han Su, this wind blade can be used twenty times. For ordinary people, it is very powerful. Please be careful.
use."
Mo Hai said.
"Sir, will you kill someone?"
Han Su asked fearfully.
"When you hit someone, even if the person is wearing heavy armor, the effect is the same as throwing a watermelon to the ground."
Mo Hai said.
"Uh~" Han Su couldn't help but trembled, she was so frightened.
After eating, Mo Hai and Yan Qingwu left Fengyou City. An hour later, as night fell, Mo Hai and Yan Qingwu returned to Kunlun Immortal Sect.
Seeing that Mo Hai had fully calculated and retrieved several other spiritual veins in just over a day, Yaochi and others, who were still skeptical about Mo Hai's strength, were all speechless.
"Master Yaochi, I want to refine some elixirs, but I still lack a few medicinal plants. Do you have any here?"
Mo Hai asked.
This time we happened to come to the secret realm of mountains and seas, and Mo Hai was ready to refine the body tempering pill for his parents.
"What medicinal materials?"
Yaochi asked, being very polite to Mo Hai.
"Blue grass, soul-condensing red fruit, thousand stems and leaves."
Mo Hai said.
"These medicinal materials are extremely valuable."
Yaochi frowned slightly, the herbs Mo Hai gave out were not ordinary, and the Kunlun Immortal Sect didn't have many of them, so how could Yaochi be willing to take them out so easily.
"I know, even if I borrow it."
Mo Hai said.
"Oh well."
Yaochi thought for a while and only agreed. Mo Hai said he had borrowed it, so what else could she say.
The conditions of the Kunlun Immortal Sect's alchemy room are much better than those on earth. It has all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and has abundant spiritual energy. Mo Hai will concentrate on refining alchemy here tonight.
Yaochi, on the other hand, called Yan Qingwu into the cave, set up a barrier, and then began to ask about what happened over the past day.
Naturally, Yan Qingwu did not dare to hide anything and told her master everything that had happened since that day.
After listening to the disciple's words, Yaochi's face became tense and difficult to relax for a long time. Mo Hai's strength has simply exceeded her expectations. She originally thought that Mo Hai was in the Nascent Soul realm, but now, she has a bolder guess.
Mo Hai's strength may have reached the out-of-body realm.
"Have you ever inquired about Mr. Mo's origins?"
Yaochi asked.
"No, but I think Mr. Mo, although he is from the same hometown as you, Master, his footprints must be all over the world. His knowledge is so vast that I can't even imagine it."
Yan Qingwu said.
Yaochi pondered, thoughtfully.
She was full of curiosity about Mo Hai's mystery. I'm afraid she didn't know even one ten thousandth of Mo Hai. He was really a man like a treasure.
"Master, Master~" Yan Qingwu couldn't help but call out twice when she saw her master was lost in thought.
"Um?"
Yaochi looked at his disciple.
Yan Qingwu was stared at by her master, but she stopped talking.
"If you have anything to say, just say it."
Yaochi said lightly, with a cold attitude.
"Yes, it's about Shan Jiuxuan, Senior Sister Shan."
Yan Qingwu said softly and cautiously.
Yaochi's face suddenly became gloomy, and her eyes became sharp. Yan Qingwu quickly lowered her head, not daring to look directly.
It's strange to say that Mo Hai is obviously more cold-blooded, and she has only known Mo Hai for two days, but she is not afraid of Mo Hai, and even dares to joke with Mo Hai, but she does not dare to make even the slightest joke with the master who has been with him day and night.
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"There's nothing to say, just don't imitate her."
Yaochi said calmly, with a cold tone. Yan Qingwu did not hear the regret and helplessness deep in her master's tone.
After all, the relationship between master and disciple for many years is still difficult to let go. If Shan Jiuxuan had not made any mistakes, he would now be the successor of Kunlun Immortal Sect.
Yaochi's feelings for Shan Jiuxuan are complicated, and he may have some regrets, so Yaochi doesn't want to mention it more.
Yaochi didn't want to mention it more, but Yan Qingwu was really curious.
"Master, Mr. Mo said that Senior Sister Shan only has a remnant soul left, but I heard from Mr. Mo's tone that he can save Senior Sister Shan."
Yan Qingwu said softly again.
Yaochi frowned slightly, paused for a few seconds, and then said in a deep voice: "Didn't you hear what I said?
Don’t mention this matter again.”
"Uh, okay, okay."
Yan Qingwu was so frightened that her heart trembled and she did not dare to mention it again. However, her curiosity about Shan Jiuxuan was not extinguished, but became more and more curious.
However, I'm afraid it's not possible to inquire about Senior Sister Shan's past from Master. The only way is to ask Senior Sister Shan face to face.
If possible, Yan Qingwu wants to repair the relationship between Senior Sister Shan and her master.