The devil speaks to the heavens

Chapter 112 Killing, Teaching
Two days later, under the cloud-shrouded mountain peak, Mo Huai looked back at the medicine mountain, and left in a good mood.

In the past two days, some medicinal materials were wasted, and there were also times of failure. Mo Huai, who had the experience and memory of Qingfeng Shangxian, managed to refine some elixirs for healing and improving cultivation.

In Xiaohe Mountain, the western suburb of Hangzhou, there is a private villa built against the mountain.The villa is very large. There are not only small bridges and flowing water, lawns and green trees, but also an artificial lake of [-] to [-] mu. Some quaint buildings are built near the lake and backed by mountains.

This place is Shangguan Mingyuan's home, called Shangguan Villa.Being able to have such a residence in Hangzhou, where every inch of land is expensive, shows the secret power of the Shangguan family.

A few days after returning to Hangzhou, he greeted Shangguan Mingyuan in advance, and Mo Huai came to Shangguan Villa under the respectful waiting of Shangguan Mingyuan's family.

On the grass by the lake, at the dining table covered with a clean white tablecloth, Shangguan Mingyuan, who was sitting on the side of the main seat, saw keenly that the water on the lake was not sinking. Mo Huai, who came to the grass by the lake, couldn't help being shocked, hurriedly brought his son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren to greet him, and knelt down respectfully to salute: "Mr. Yu is welcome from Mingyuan!"

Shangguan Lingfeng on the side saw his father kneeling down to salute a young man who seemed to be about the same size as his own son, he was a little dumbfounded for a moment.Although he had seen Mo Huai's previous methods of stepping on water and shrinking the ground into an inch, he still had a sense of absurdity.

Gently raising his hand, an invisible force supported Mo Huai, who was Shangguan Mingyuan, and turned to look at his son Shangguan Lingfeng's family of four.

That deep and sharp gaze made Shangguan Lingfeng and the others feel their whole bodies tense, as if their internal organs had been seen through in an instant.

Especially when he saw Shangguan Huiying, the granddaughter of Shangguan Mingyuan, Mo Huai couldn't help staring, and the corners of his mouth curled into an inexplicable and strange arc.This girl is also in the body of Xuan Min!The point is that she is still a virgin. If she practices Xuanmu Demon Art, she will practice together with her in the future, and it will help Mo Huai to improve her cultivation even more than Xia Lan.

"Hurry up and pay homage to Mr. Yu!" Shangguan Mingyuan saw Shangguan Lingfeng's family in a daze, and hurriedly scolded.

"No need!" Mo Huai, who waved his hand lightly, suddenly frowned and turned to look into the distance.

Under the light of the street lamp, a middle-aged man with long black hair hanging down to his waist slowly came out of the shade with an arrogant expression, as if this Shangguan Villa was his back garden.

Seeing Shangguan Mingyuan, and realizing that Shangguan Mingyuan had stepped into the innate realm, he was only slightly surprised.What about the innate realm?After all, he is just a martial artist, but he has a late-stage cultivation, a true cultivator, and it is not easy to kill a martial artist with innate cultivation.

As for Mo Huai, because he has restrained his breath, and he has already reached the Golden Core cultivation base, the middle-aged people can't see through it at all, and they just think he is an ordinary person!
"Who are you?" With a low voice, the housekeeper Achang couldn't help but stepped forward to stop the middle-aged man.

He was said to be a housekeeper, but actually Achang, who was treated like a brother by Shangguan Mingyuan, had also cultivated the Shangguan family's internal skills, and his strength was close to innate.

However, the middle-aged man with a hint of disdain curled up at the corner of his mouth, just waved his hand casually, and Achang was thrown away by an invisible force.

Almost at the same time, Mo Huai, who pulled Achang over with a wave of invisible force, emitted a fierce aura from his body, causing the middle-aged man to look over with surprise and suspicion: "Huh, a cultivator?"

"That's right!" Mo Huai sneered at the corner of his mouth, and as he waved his hand, the Beidou Jianwan turned into a golden light and shot towards the middle-aged man.

"Flying sword?" The middle-aged man who exclaimed in surprise retreated quickly, then wiped his waist, took out a golden short sword, and threw it out to meet the golden light.

Keng... Amidst the sharp sound of gold and iron clashing, the golden flying sword flew out instantly, while the golden flying sword transformed by Beidou Jianwan continued to move towards the middle-aged man after a slight delay.

The pale-faced middle-aged man didn't know that Mo Huai's ability was much higher than him, and he just wanted to turn around and run away, but it was too late.A golden rainbow fell from the sky and circled around his neck, his head flew to the ground and died.

The head fell to the ground, and a strand of soul escaped from the middle-aged man's body. Just as he was about to escape, an invisible force swept away from the center of Mo Huai's eyebrows, dragging that strand of soul into the Niwan Palace, and he was easily captured. Niwan Palace World was absorbed by refining.

"Jinhuaguan, Dongzhen?" Mo Huai, whose eyes were flickering, murmured to himself, waved his hand and put the golden short sword that fell on the ground into his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a cold arc, hunting down cultivators to improve their cultivation. up.

Shangguan Mingyuan and the others looked at Mo Huai with a look of horror and awe as he played with the short sword with a cold and calm face, and then looked at the hole where the corpses were separated on the ground, a bone-chilling chill uncontrollably rose from the soles of the feet to the sky spirit.

"Shangguan Mingyuan, do you want to cultivate immortality?" Mo Huai, who casually looked at the golden dagger in his hand, asked casually.

Hearing this, Shangguan Mingyuan's whole body became excited, his face flushed red when he realized it, he hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down respectfully and said in a trembling voice: "Disciple Shangguan Mingyuan is willing to follow the master to practice the magic of the immortal family, and I hope the master will make it happen."

"Okay, get up! Although I can teach you to cultivate immortals, I never thought of taking apprentices." Mo Huai waved his hand lightly and said, "Although you have immortal roots that are unique in a million, your root bones can only be considered ordinary. I want to pass on your exercise called Chiyan Yaotianjue. It is the exercise left by the ancient immortals that I accidentally obtained. Extremely powerful, it can fight against the Four Brahma Golden Immortals. It's just how much you can achieve depends on your own hard work and good luck. Now I will pass on the cultivation method of the immortals to you, and some simple Immortal spell."

After finishing speaking, a little spiritual light flew out from the center of Mo Huai's eyebrows, and it sank into Shangguan Mingyuan's eyebrows like lightning, making him tremble in a daze. Huai kowtowed gratefully: "Thank you, Master!"

"Bring your granddaughter and follow me!" Mo Huai, who glanced at Shangguan Huiying and gave orders to Shangguan Mingyuan, flew straight towards the Huxin Pavilion of the artificial lake.

Shangguan Mingyuan and Shangguan Huiying did not have such powerful lightness kung fu skills, so they could only take a detour along the winding cross bridge towards the Huxin Pavilion.

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, Mo Huai first taught Shangguan Mingyuan how to practice, and then taught Shangguan Huiying Xuanmu magic skills, and helped her practice quickly.

After busying for most of the night, after their grandfather and grandson had gradually grasped the secrets of cultivation, Mo Huai, who left some Peiyuan Pills to help them improve their cultivation, left Shangguan Villa.

Although it was late at night, there were still two or three hours before dawn, Mo Huai did not go back to his residence, but Yu Jian went to Jinhua Temple in the central part of Zhejiang Hai Province.

Jinzhou City, Zhejiang Province.

Chisong Mountain is full of mist and verdant green, deep and clear, with ancient streams and rocks, luxuriant forest scenery and beautiful scenery, just like a fairyland on earth, a paradise.

The majestic palaces in the mountains are well arranged according to the nature of the mountains.Among them, the most famous ones are Yuanji Cave, Yuanchen Hall, Wansheng Pavilion, etc. Every day, faithful men and women gather here from all directions to burn incense and worship, and make friends with each other.

(End of this chapter)