Chapter 312： Make friends with local tyrants

"Brother, follow me!"

At this time, Han Yan had returned to God, and quickly took Li Feiyu to his residence.

After coming to the room, after the two sat down, Han Yan could not wait to ask Li Feiyu, "Brother Li, do you say that my practice is the practice of immortality? I already am immortal?"

"of course."

Li Feiyu nodded. "Brother Han, presumably you can also see that I am already a practitioner. You are naturally spiritually fluctuated, and I naturally can't read it wrong. It is indeed the sixth practice of qi."

"So to say……"

Han Yun's face became a little more gloomy, "Brother Li, my exercises are taught by Doctor Mo. Since he can teach me the practice of immortality, he must also be a practitioner. In this way, the situation of the younger brother is It's very dangerous. "

Having said that, Han Yan looked up at Li Feiyu with a worried expression, "Brother Li, please leave here quickly. Doctor Mo has returned to the valley two days ago. If he is a practitioner, I am afraid you are also in danger."

"Brother Han, don't worry!"

Li Feiyu smiled, and waved his hands in disapproval. "Brother Han, my brother is not talented. He is now a practitioner who has built a base. Even if Doctor Mo is a practitioner, the practitioner in this kind of place will never be stronger than me. Let us not be afraid of him!"

"It turns out Li Li is so clever!"

Although he did not understand what Zhuji was, he felt relieved to see Li Feiyu's confidence.

"Brother Han, first familiarize yourself with the use of magic spells. Let's meet later and see where Doctor Mo is sacred."

Li Feiyu stretched his finger and handed it to Han Yu's storage bag, signaled that Han Yu opened it.

"This ... I won't use it!"

Han Yan took the large storage bag in his palm, looked it over and over again, and shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Oh, I was negligent."

Li Feiyu smiled, and immediately taught Han Yu the method of refining the storage bag of spiritual power and the method of operating the magic power to drive the magical instruments and spells.

A faint aura of light circulated on the storage bag, and within a moment Han Han had refined the storage bag.

"It's so amazing!"

Han Kun waved his hand to release a magic weapon sword, and then returned the sword to the storage bag, his face was shocked and delighted again.

"Brother Han, first refine this‘ Golden Halo ’weapon. When we go to see Doctor Mo, when you go in, you will release the Golden Halo ’s bodyguard, and let ’s stand invincible.”

Li Feiyu asked Han Yu to take out the "golden halo" from the storage bag, and let him first refine this body protector.

Seven trials of the Forbidden Lands in the country of the country, Li Feiyu smashed everything and achieved a good harvest. Even the storage bag has harvested more than a hundred, a variety of magic instruments, spells, elixir, spirit stones, countless. These for Han Yan are only a small amount.

Of course, Li Feiyu is not a reckless person. All the things that he took out were re-refined by the true spirit, and the traces of Zongmen were eliminated before being given to Han Yan.

Otherwise, it is not a gift, but a misfortune.

"Protective weapon? OK!"

Li Feiyu's proposal fits Han Han's cautious temperament. This kind of life-saving thing, Han Yan naturally attaches great importance.

It took two hours for Han Yu to refining this top-grade magic weapon "Golden Halo", and he was able to release the Golden Halo to protect himself.

"Brother Han, let's go. Let's meet Doctor Mo how powerful!"

Seeing that Han Yan had refined the golden halo, Li Feiyu did not plan to wait any longer.

Even if Doctor Mo is a practitioner, now that he has returned to the valley, but Li Feiyu does not feel the fluctuation of his mana, it is certainly not the Golden Dan period. As long as he is not a master of Jin Dan, Li Feiyu has a sword in his hand, and there is no fear!

Of course, you can't perceive fluctuations in mana and you can be an expert above Jindan. But that possibility is almost non-existent.

With that kind of strength, he is a top person in the entire practice world. Living in eight seats, hugs and hugs, still need to deal with mortals in places like Qixuanmen?

"go!"

After gaining the protective weapon, Han Yan's courage also strengthened a bit, even with his careful temperament, he also developed a bit of **** spirit.

After going out, the two went straight to Doctor Mo's residence.

"Mr. Mo, see you!"

When they came to the door, the two looked at each other, Han Zheng nodded, and approached the door. Li Feiyu breathed his breath and held down the hilt of his waist.

"come in!"

There was an old voice in the room.

Hearing this voice, Li Feiyu frowned slightly, his voice was old and weak, obviously an old guy who was about to die, and he didn't look like a practitioner at all.

But Li Feiyu didn't relax, his palm still held the hilt of the sword tightly. Turning his head and looking at Han Yan, Li Feiyu winked and motioned to Han Yuan to push the door.

Han Zheng nodded, grasping the golden halo with one hand tightly. The whole man hid on the side of the door, stretched out a hand, and pushed hard.

After the door was opened, there was no magic attack and no movement. I saw only an old man with a pale face and gray hair, lying half weak on the seat.

"Well ..."

The moment the door opened, Li Feiyu flew out with a sword!

The sharp platinum sword gas tore through the sky, like a flash of light.

In Doctor Mo's appalling gaze, Jian Guang broke into his head. The violent sword gas entered the body, and with the sound of "噗", Doctor Mo was chopped into powder.

"Uh?"

Han Yan and Li Feiyu face each other! Is this dead? So vulnerable?

"It's just a mortal. What kind of fame are you kidding? You're crushed to death with one finger, and you're so nervous!"

The mocking voice of the created spirit rang in my mind.

"It turns out ... just a mortal?"

Li Feiyu couldn't laugh or cry, and put away the sword.

"Doctor Mo is just mortal? Then how does he teach me the practice?"

Han Yan is also inexplicable.

"Go ahead and check it out. Maybe there is some clue."

Li Feiyu said, stepping into Doctor Mo's room.

"Well? There is still a soul?"

Just entering the door, Li Feiyu suddenly felt in a dark corner of the room, and curled up a shivering spirit.

"Senior, forgive me ..."

This spirit was trembling with the power of Li Feiyu's sword to kill Doctor Mo. When he saw Li Feiyu coming over, he quickly asked for mercy.

"It seems that Doctor Mo's practice must come from this spirit!"

Li Feiyu grinned, reached out and waved, and directly put this spirit into the furnace of fortune. For life or something, Li Feiyu said he didn't understand.

"Brother Han, you just lack common sense in the practice world. This knowledge of the spirit and soul is just right for you!"

After letting the real spirit refine the spirit, Li Feiyu flicked his fingers, and a streamer fell into Han Yun's mind.

"Practice Qi, build foundation, Jin Dan ..."

"Sanxiu, Zongmen ..."

"Amulet, magic weapon, elixir, spirit stone ..."

After all kinds of common sense of practice are integrated into my mind ~ www.novelhall.com ~ After half a while, Han Yan opened his eyes, and looked at Li Feiyu with admiration and gratitude.

"Brother, thank you so much!"

Han Yan solemnly gave a fist.

At this time, he already knew how amazing Li Feiyu's foundation was. At this time, he also knew how valuable those things Li Feiyu gave him.

Especially the bottle of Zhujidan, which is a rare treasure even for monk Zongmen!

Brother Li is so generous, so bold, so good for friends!

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