"Zicong, don't come here to meet your Uncle Hao. Mo Yunshan glanced at Mo Zicong lightly.

He was already disappointed in his young son.

In terms of ancient martial arts talent, Mo Zicong is the most outstanding among his four sons, among his three elder brothers, only the eldest brother who is ten years older than him is above him, and the second brother and third brother are all equal to him, but because he is over thirty-five years old, even if he can break through the dust in the future, there is no possibility of becoming a grandmaster.

Mo Yunshan pinned all his hopes on his youngest son Mo Zicong, and since he was a teenager, he has been cultivating him as the future head of Kunlun, hoping that he will be able to break through the realm of grandmasters in the future and reshape the glory of Kunlun.

However, since he failed to break through the grandmaster, Mo Zicong has changed, no longer with himself, but closer to Meng Chengchen, who is against him everywhere.

Meng Chengchen's wolf ambition is obvious, he has long wanted to seek the position of head for his proud disciple, and his disciple also has his own lineage, no matter how close you Mo Zicong is to him, it is also separated by a layer, even if he takes away the position of head of the family, it will be impossible to pass on the throne to you in the future!

What stupidity!

Hearing his father's words, Mo Zicong's face changed a few times, but he still stood up and hugged his fist at Hao Zhuo - although he was reluctant in his heart, he didn't have the courage to confront his father's words in front of him.

"Meet Uncle Hao!"

Mo Zicong muttered in a low voice, obviously perfunctory.

Without waiting for Hao Zhuo to speak, he said to Mo Yunshan again: "Dad, I'm a little uncomfortable, so I'll retire first." ”

Without waiting for Mo Yunshan to agree, he turned around and hurriedly left the lobby.

This rebel!

Mo Yunshan felt angry in his heart.

Cong Peiying also shook his head for a while, and he was helpless about Mo Zicong's changes.

In the past six months since Master Mo failed to break through the Grandmaster, many people who originally supported him as the head of the sect have secretly taken refuge in Meng Chengchen, and less than one-third of the disciples who really support him remain, and his position as the head of the sect has already existed in name only.

Meng Chengchen's eldest disciple Chu Li is trying to break through the Venerable at the end of the world recently, once it is successful, Meng Chengchen will definitely cause trouble and force Mo Zhangmen to abdicate and make way for Xian.

If Meng Chengchen is dedicated to Kunlun, it doesn't matter, but he is obviously an elder of Kunlun, but secretly he only looks forward to Xuanwu, if Chu Li becomes the head of Kunlun, the dignified Kunlun faction will become a vassal of Xuanwu!

When this day comes, the thousand-year-old Kunlun will become the laughing stock of the entire ancient martial arts world!

The only hope now is that Mo Yunshan's injuries can recover as soon as possible, and he can break through to become a Venerable as soon as possible, so that he can turn the tide and fall immediately!

"Su Shaoxia, didn't you just want to treat Mo Zhang's illness?" Cong Peiying forced her irritability and smiled at Su Chi: "No one bothers now, please." ”

Mo Yunshan also came back to his senses, rolled up his sleeves, put his wrist on the table of the Eight Immortals, and smiled at Su Chi: "There is Lao Su Shaoxia." ”

"Master Mo isn't worried about my ill intentions?" Su Chi smiled slightly.

"Where is Su Shaoxia?" Mo Yunshan waved his hand, "Right and wrong, I have my own judgment, Su Shaoxia just relax." ”

Although he didn't know what Su Chi's identity was, he couldn't be clearer about who Meng Guanlong was.

The so-called burned, it must be that he, the shadow of Xuanwu's subordinates, went to hunt Su Chi but failed, but was injured by Su Chi.

If his skills are not as good as others, he will seek revenge, and in the name of the Kunlun faction, Meng Chengchen and his son are becoming more and more arrogant.

"Since Master Mo is so trusted, the juniors will have the courage to give it a try. ”

Moyun Mountain is extraordinary!

Su Chi secretly admired in his heart, stepped forward, put his fingertips on Mo Yunshan's wrist, and a stream of spiritual power quietly emanated.

After Shaoqing, Su Chi let go of his fingers and returned to his seat, already thinking about Mo Yunshan's injury.

"How is it?, can the young man have a way?" Cong Peiying asked anxiously.

Regarding Mo Yunshan's injury, he seemed to be more concerned than Mo Yunshan himself.

"If I'm not mistaken, Master Mo's injury should be caused by walking through the demon. Su Chi picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Going into the devil is the most dangerous, Master Mo is lucky to be able to pick up a life, although he has taken a lot of heavenly treasures, he can only barely suppress the injury, the ancient martial arts realm......"

Su Chi paused, and glanced up at Mo Yunshan, "With all due respect, Master Mo is probably only in the early stage of dust removal now, and after a while, I am afraid that he will fall under the dust." ”

Mo Yunshan's face changed suddenly, "You...... How do you see that?"

It wasn't difficult to tell that his injuries were caused by a madness, but it was a bit sensational to be able to detect a drop in his realm just by checking his pulse.

How did he know that Su Chi was an immortal cultivator, and he could see the realm of an ancient martial artist with the same strength as himself without checking his pulse.

As for the realm fall, it was detected by Su Chi's spiritual power.

The meridians of Moyun Mountain are seriously damaged, although they are repaired with heavenly and earthly treasures, they are only barely penetrated, especially the sea of qi, which is even more seriously damaged, and it has already hurt the fundamentals!

Ancient martial arts practice true qi, the stronger the true qi, the higher the realm, the sea of qi is where the true qi gathers, it is the foundation of the ancient martial arts, the sea of qi is damaged, the true qi is difficult to gather, and the realm will naturally gradually fall with the passage of time.

In half a year, Mo Yunshan fell from the peak of the late stage of dedusting to being able to get rid of the dust, and if this continues, in another half a year, he will even fall to only dark energy, and at that time, even if no one persecutes him, he, the head, will have to abdicate himself to make way for Xian.

"The medical skills passed on by the master. Su Chi said with a smile.

"Then can you cure it?" Mo Yunshan asked urgently, Su Chi's words gave him endless hope!

"Of course. Su Chi took another sip of tea, "Although Master Mo's injury is serious, it can't be difficult for the juniors, but to heal the Mo Zhangmen, the juniors still need to prepare for some time to be more secure." ”

It's just a matter of reshaping the meridians and repairing the sea of qi, the foundation of Mo Yunshan is there, it is indeed not difficult for Su Chi, if it is to expand the meridians and shape the sea of qi for one person out of thin air, it is not within his reach.

However, he now has to take care of Xu Shu, and he doesn't have extra spiritual power to heal Mo Yunshan's injuries, so he can only prevaricate with the need to prepare.

"Really! great!" Cong Peiying stood up suddenly, his face full of joy, "If Su Shaoxia can heal Master Mo's injury, it will be equivalent to rebuilding the kindness of this sect!"

Entong reengineering?

That's an exaggeration, isn't it?!

Elder Cong said seriously. Su Chi waved his hand.

Cong Peiying realized that she had lost her words, and her old face turned red for a while.

He has always been calm and can be so out of shape, which shows how excited he is.

"I don't know what Su Shaoxia needs to prepare? Although this gate is located in a remote area, there is no shortage of natural treasures, Su Shaoxia just lists it, and I will prepare it immediately." Mo Yunshan was also full of ecstasy.

"Just the same," Su Chi said indifferently, "Octagonal Xuanbing Grass." ”

"Octagonal Xuanbing Grass?!"

Mo Yunshan and Cong Peiying were stunned.

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