Mortal: I can trade everything

Chapter 11: Lao Mo, this is martial arts, not cultivation

Jiayuan City is big, but also small, and cannot accommodate a piece of waste.

Mo Juren, who was able to become one of the three great underworld bosses in Jiayuan City, even though he had the support of the City Lord's Mansion behind him, undoubtedly had very good overall qualities.

So good that he noticed the top figures in Jiayuan City,
Immortal cultivator!
But without seeing it with my own eyes, I dare not make a conclusion.

On this day, Mo Juren learned about a century-old elixir. He planned to use this to find out some news about immortal cultivators from City Lord Li.

He also wants to cultivate immortality.

But something unexpected happened.

At first, he thought he was being robbed.

I thought he was a martial arts master and we would fight fairly, but I didn't expect the other party to pull out a long sword from somewhere.

Magic silver hand?
Almost had my hand broken.

escape!
In the entire Jiayuan City, with his skills, there are only two people who can match him, and this person in front of him is definitely not one of them.

He suspected that this person was an immortal cultivator.

Martial arts can't be that powerful.

At this point, his only choice is Li Yuan, City Lord Li.

Perhaps it was a cat playing with a mouse, or perhaps it was an attempt to follow the clues and get more things. The cultivators who were chasing him clearly had the opportunity to kill him, but ended up cutting holes in his body.

This gave him a further understanding of the abilities of immortal cultivators, which were invincible to mortals.

The obsession with cultivating immortals deepened further.

Li Yuan was very close, so he didn't go out the door but jumped in.

As the sound of the piano came into his ears, joy flashed in his eyes and he walked towards the plum garden.

He had used the back door many times before to send treasures, and knew that City Lord Li loved to drink under the pavilion in the Plum Garden the most.

Behind him was a cultivator at the fifth level of Qi training. When he saw Mo Juren entering Li Garden, he slowed down and frowned.

Then he smiled, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Just as Mo Juren expected, he could have killed the thief who stole the spiritual grass long ago, but he wanted more.

I never expected that the person behind this person was Li Xunhuan, the City Lord Li.

He was a member of the Black Evil Sect, so naturally he knew the news about Li Xunhuan.

I heard that this person usually studies and practices martial arts, but he refused Taoist Qingwen's offer to protect him when he goes out on adventures, which really brought shame to the Black Evil Sect.

Now it seems that is not entirely true.

Are you afraid of getting your hands dirty?
He is indeed a scholar.

What God does not take, is to be blamed.

It just happened that he "killed someone with a borrowed knife" and he "gained the benefit".

Mo Juren killed the city lord, and it was too late for him to arrive. He could only take revenge and collect the body. Maybe Taoist Qingwen would even thank him.

He curled his lips, controlled the magic weapon and flew in.

He is at the fifth level of Qi training, and Li Xunhuan is at the fourth level. I have the advantage and I can definitely kill him.

At this time, under the pavilion in Li Garden, Mo Juren was begging for help.

"Lord City Lord, this is the hundred-year-old elixir that Lao Mo risked his life to get for you,"

Li Xun Huan took the medicine box, leaned in and sniffed it.
Yes, it’s an elixir that is at least a hundred years old.

Then he nodded in satisfaction and praised Lao Mo.
"Old Mo, you did a good job. What reward do you want this time?"

Mo Juren gritted his teeth, unable to let go of his obsession with cultivating immortals, and asked,
"Lord City Lord, Lao Mo just wants to ask a question?"

"Elaborate."

"Lord City Lord, are you a cultivator?"

After saying that, Lao Mo raised his head and stared closely into Li Xunhuan's eyes, not missing any change.

Li Xunhuan was stunned. It turned out that Mo Juren had come into contact with immortal cultivators so early?

So he was the one who brought the fellow Taoists outside the sect?
But I didn’t care, I just put on the fifth level of Qi training.

As for Mo Juren's question, he just shook his head.

Cultivator?
He felt that he was not.

He is currently just a cultivator.

Only those who have fully cultivated their essence, energy and spirit can be considered as orthodox cultivators of immortality.

"I am not a cultivator!"

He did not stand up, but just used ordinary hidden weapon techniques to hold the flying knife, indicating that he was just an ordinary person practicing martial arts.

Just then, a long sword flew over and headed straight for Li Xunhuan.

The voice came first and then came, "Li Xunhuan, you are indeed not a cultivator,"

The man in black used the light body technique and wind control technique to attack like a ghost.

Like a lion fighting a rabbit, it also uses all its strength and does not give Li Xunhuan any chance to resist.

Facing the dragnet, Li Xunhuan did not blink, and his body suddenly flew away like an arrow, always two inches away from the flying sword.

These two inches seem to be separated by time and space, yet they are so close yet so far away.

His hands seemed to be motionless, but the flying knife still flew out.

In the darkness, it seemed like a meteor flashed by.

The man in black suddenly roared, his body quickly turned around, and he ran away at an even faster speed.

At this moment, Li Xunhuan planted his heels on the ground, stood still, and actually clamped the long sword with two fingers.

He even looked up leisurely and took a sip of wine.

At the same time, the man in black crashed into the south wall, and then his body slowly slid to the ground like boneless water.

Li Xunhuan didn't take it seriously. If the one-eyed man at the sixth level of Qi training couldn't stop it, could he at the fifth level of Qi training be able to?

All this became incomprehensible in Mo Juren's eyes.

The blood on the ground formed a long line, and the man in black who had previously made him unable to deal with him lay on the ground.

He walked over slowly and turned the man in black over. He saw that the man in black was covering his throat with both hands and blood was flowing out.

Mo Juren felt a chill in his heart and pulled out the flying knife, ending the black-clothed man's sinful life.

The flying knife looks very ordinary, a scimitar, three inches and seven tenths of an inch long, extremely thin and sharp.

Can a knife like this kill a cultivator?

Mo Juren was confused.

He returned the knife.

Under the pavilion, Li Xunhuan was still playing the piano and drinking, like a scholar.

After a long while, Mo Juren asked,

"Sir, are you really not a cultivator?"

Li Xunhuan never lied, he looked at Mo Juren with deep affection and a smile,
"Of course, didn't the man in black just say that?"

Mo Juren was speechless. How could he take the black-clothed man's words seriously? What if the other party's second half of the sentence was "Not a cultivator, but more like a scholar."

Even though he practices martial arts, he finds scholars terrifying.

"Sir, what about your flying knife?"

"Family-inherited martial arts. This world is not peaceful. You must have a skill to rely on."

Li Xun Huan answered fluently. Seeing that Mo Ju Ren was still doubtful, he tried to test him.
"How about I show you my real martial arts skills?"

【Xiao Li's Flying Dagger never misses its target】

It is definitely not a method to cultivate immortality.

This practice only has a little bit of the law of cause and effect.

"No, no,"

Mo Juren waved his hands repeatedly, thinking of the miserable state of the man in black, and did not dare to try.

He had managed to survive and didn't want to die.

"Sir, can we make a deal? I will exchange all my family martial arts for your martial arts."

Mo Juren asked carefully.

He was not giving up until he saw the Yellow River. He still wanted to give it a try, just in case it was really a method of cultivating immortals.

Lao Mo, I've said it so many times, this is just an ordinary martial arts.

This Little Li Flying Dagger is only so powerful in the hands of Li Xunhuan.

Why doesn't anyone believe it?
Never mind, just change it.

It just so happened that Mo Juren's house had hidden martial arts, and they were hidden very deeply, so he had sneaked in many times but couldn't find them.

"can."

Mo Juren reached a deal, turned around and left, and went home to heal his wounds.

Li Xunhuan looked at his back and said goodbye to him.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals, and we will never see each other again.

He had already obtained most of the things in Jiayuan City, and it was time to leave.

By the way, the man in black came to visit him, but didn’t he bring any gifts?

(End of this chapter)