The original update "嘭, 嘭, 嘭..." The two fists have not yet intersected, and the boxing style has brought a fierce '嘭嘭' sound. The two people standing in the middle of the dust are flying in the middle, and they are instantly punched. Hit a huge gully. M-------------

"Boom...hee..." Ye Mo’s fist finally slammed into the fist of the old man. A burst of pain came from his fist, and Ye Mo knew that his boxing bone was broken.

However, Ye Mo knew that the old man was not much better than him. Although he was full of enthusiasm, he was not comprehensible after all. His blood was weak, and he was not as young as he was. He was afraid that his hand would be worse than him. Ye Mo sneered and swallowed a ‘Lian Sheng Dan’. Under the real element, he would punch again.

"Slow..." The old man suddenly waved his hand and said, "Old, don't accept the loss, and then fight down, my hands are useless."

Ye Mo stopped to start, and suddenly smiled and said: "So, I want to burn this hall, you have no opinion."

The old man said with a wry smile: "You have no opinion when you destroy Taiyimen. But this hall, I suggest that you still don't burn. This hall is not Taiyimen. It is the legacy of Shenzhou. There used to be a glorious past. It’s only a long time now.”

Having said that, the old man suddenly paused and looked at Ye Mo and said: "You shouldn’t be practicing ancient martial arts? If I am not mistaken, you should cultivate a true practice, or yours. Cultivation is the road to nowhere. Compared to those who practice ancient Wu, I don’t know how many times stronger."

Ye Moyi, the old man said that he had surprised him if he had no opinion on killing Taiyimen. Now he can know that he is not practicing ancient Wu, so he even pointed out that he is practicing cultivation. Does this old man really know what?

"Do you know the truth?" Ye Mo asked subconsciously.

The old man showed a surprise in his eyes and quickly said: "Sure enough, you really are a self-cultivator, not an ancient warrior. Well, well, for nearly a hundred years, I finally found a real self-cultivator."

Seeing Ye Mo’s incomprehensible look, the old man suddenly said: “My name is Licheng. If you don’t mind, you can go to the place where I live.”

"Okay." Ye Mo agreed to leave the game with almost no consideration. He did not kill him when he saw it. Although I don't know why, Ye Mo knows that his feelings have always been accurate. Besides, even if he is to be a part of him, he is not afraid. //.// Moreover, he also has too many things to ask about this separation.

Ye Mo did not mention the burning of the Taiyimen Hall, and he did not mention it. He knew that Ye Mo gave him a face. I don't want to burn this main hall.

The place where he lived was actually in a quiet and secluded valley in the back mountain of Taiyimen. This made Ye Mo never think of it. He even thought that he was not a Taiyimen. Now it seems his guess. Totally wrong. If it is not the people of Taiyimen, it should not be possible to live in the back of Taiyimen.

There are even some hidden farmhouses in the valley. The air is not only fresh, but also reveals a refreshing refreshing.

This is the aura, and Ye Mo is shocked. He can't think of this place. The aura is much deeper than the outside. Ye Mo’s knowledge swept out. Immediately, I found out that there is a simple gathering of ghosts outside the valley. Because of the age, this gathering of aging is gradually aging, but still can still have a certain effect.

"Please sit down." Li Cheng took Ye Mo to the yard and pointed to one of the stone piers.

Ye Mo sat down and turned into a hut. He even took out two cups of milky white liquid and handed a cup to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo took the cup and only smelled it a little. Shake hands immediately. The shock said: "This turned out to be ‘wann stalagmite?’”

Sighed and sighed: "You really know what it is."

Ye Mo almost cried and wept, can he not know this thing? In Luoyue mainland. This is something worth the price. Or it can't be said to be something worthy of a city, because ‘wann stalagmite’ is simply something in the legend, and I can't see it.

The 'Bamboo marrow Dan' refining 'Million Years of Stalagmite' is much better than 'Liansheng Dan', but few people use 'Wannian stalagmite' to heal, because 'Wannian stalagmite' Another more important role is to refine the 'five yuan Dan'.

"The preciousness of 'Five Yuan Dan', no one can think of it, even in Luoyue mainland, it is only a rumor. Because 'Five Yuan Dan' is a kind of medicinal medicine that can be derived from Linggen, in the realm of cultivation, can be derived There are only four or five kinds of medicinal herbs in Linggen, and 'wann stalagmite' is one of them.

In addition to the spiritual roots of the ‘Five Yuan Dan’, when the people with the roots eat the ‘five yuan dan’ for the first time, they can also raise the roots, except for the alien roots.

Such a precious thing was actually used by the old man in front of the water to drink, Ye Mo has a feeling of crying and tears.

Seeing that Ye Mo had some sorrows in the ‘wann stalagmite’, he suddenly turned and re-entered the cabin. He moved out of a jar with four or five liters this time. He walked over to Ye Mo and handed the jar to Ye Mo: "There are all the 'wanian stalagmite' that you said, I keep it. No use, I will give it to you."

Ye Mo trembled and took over the jar, and there was still a large part of the jar ‘wann stalagmite’. For Ye Mo, this is the most valuable gift he has received in his two lifetimes. He would like to say that this thing is too expensive, but he can't say anything anyway.

"This thing is too expensive..." Although I don't want to say anything, Ye Mo still has to say, because this thing is really too expensive.

I waved my hand and said: "This thing is expensive for you. It is just thirst for me. Or it can make the body healthy. I have been practicing martial arts for more than 120 years, although the blood is already insufficient. But this body is still ok, so I can't use it."

Ye Mo listened to this and said nothing, he did not hesitate, he carefully took out a large jade bottle and put all the 'wann stalagmite marrow' into it, even the original one was installed, and then collected the storage. Ring of things.

"Space ring, there is such a thing." After seeing Ye Mo's action, there was some surprise in his eyes, but it was just a little surprised, and did not express more surprise.

After collecting the 'wanian stalagmite', Ye Mo once again took out a bottle of 'Lianshengdan' and handed it to Licheng. "From the predecessors, this medicinal medicine is inferior to the 'wanian stalagmite', but It can be considered as a cure for all non-spiritual injuries, and it will be given to you."

Because Yicheng sent a squad of 10,000 years of stalagmite, Ye Mo could not help but change the old man into a predecessor. It is he who feels a little fever on his face. It seems that he is still a laity. I don't like gifts, but because things that others usually send are too invisible.

"Okay, ok, this thing is useful for me." I did not hesitate to take the jade bottle that Ye Mo gave.

Ye Mo saw that his own things were taken away, and then he sat down again and asked: "I have been here for a short time since I was a senior. Why don't others know the truth, and you know?"

Separated and sighed and said: "One hundred years ago, I was only 30 years old, and I cultivated to the peak of the prefecture. Only one step can enter the innate realm that is now outside, and I can easily kill the innate. Therefore, the gas is extremely incomparable, and in the same year, it was a hidden door level. On behalf of Taiyimen, I defeated more than a dozen ice lakes and Du Tian disciples for the martial art, and rushed into the special hidden door with Taiyimen.

As the biggest hero after the event, I was appointed by Taiyimen as the youngest elder, and was an elder who did not advance to the innate. ”

Ye Mo nodded. When he was 30 years old, he was promoted to the peak of the prefecture. It is indeed a genius. It is no wonder that he can lead Taiyimen into the special hidden door.

However, he shook his head and shook his head. With a hint of vicissitudes, he continued: "This was originally a small martial art station. When Taiyimen became a special hidden door, he occupied the place here. And I don't like to bully. Ling is weak, so I don’t like it in my heart. But when I was in Taiyimen for a long time, I realized that I was able to defeat the ice lake and the disciples of the heavens. It was because of Taiyimen and Kungan. Do the hands and feet.

The genius disciples of the two sects were all squandered before the game, and the Taiyimen and Kungan factions even secretly provoked the civil strife of the two sects. Because Cihang Jingzhai was extremely difficult to provoke at the time, and the icy lake had a door-to-door battle under the provocation, and finally fell to a third-class school. ”

Speaking of the 10,000-year-old stalagmite marrow in front of the end, Ye Mo looked a little bit painful. He was afraid that he would ask him if he was finished drinking. He quickly took out a few boxes of Moutai from the ring~www.NovelMTL.com~Predecessors, or drink a bar, which is slightly more flavorful than the 'Wanyan stalagmite' Better. ”

"Oh, it is actually Maotai. I have had this drink once in 30 years ago. It’s good, good..." When I finished, I immediately picked up a bottle of Maotai and cut it. The mouth of Maotai was gone.

After filling a glass of wine for himself, Li Cheng said again: "I was directly blamed for the conspiracy of the martial art. I was shut down here."

"You are locked up here?" Ye Mo pointed to the surrounding flowers, and said that this is where the place is? This is simply a place for vacation.

It’s a smile, “This is what it’s like later. When I first came here, there was only a valley of wilderness and a cold cave behind the valley. You said the 'wann stalagmite’ I found it in the cave. I found several altars of 'wanian stalagmite' in the cave. It was only after I was finished drinking it, only these were left."

Ye Mo heard the twitching of his mouth, and he changed his predecessor to the old guy again.

...to be continued