I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

Ride on Baize Lion again.

Mo Fan felt that he had once again reached the pinnacle of his life.

Baize Lion's body is not small, soaring through the clouds, covered in snow-white feathers, flowing white light, very beautiful and soft.

Behind.

Ma Mian Yin Ling and Niu Tau Yin Ling closely followed behind Mo Fan.

They are very excited.

Senior invited them to go!

Very good!

They are recognized by senior!

In other words, they are also an important piece in the hands of seniors!

Mo Fan sat on Baize Lion's back, thinking to himself.

The strength of the mythical beast Baize Lion is beyond doubt, it must be very powerful.

The strength of the two ghosts of Ma Mian Niutou must be extraordinary.

This time it should be stable!

If you can get those elixir, that would be great!

Own life span is directly extended by a thousand years! And the appearance does not decline.

Thinking about it, Mo Fan felt a little excited in his heart.

As he moved forward, he found that many cultivators were also moving forward.

Some of these cultivators are walking in the air, and some are flying with swords, which makes Mo Fan even envious.

It would be great if you are also a cultivator.

The cultivators all around looked at Mo Fan's eyes, and the corners of their eyes twitched.

They can clearly see the light of envy in Mo Fan's eyes, and even the color of envy on Mo Fan's face!

That's really envious!

It's not fake at all!

But the problem is that this guy is riding a beast, Baize Lion!

It's like driving a Mercedes to envy riders!

The corners of these cultivator's eyes kept twitching.

A cultivator couldn't help it anymore. He flew over and asked, "I don't know the name of this young man?"

"My son, I can see the envy in your eyes, but you are all riding on the beast Baize Lion, so there is no need to envy us!"

The cultivator couldn't help but said.

At this moment, behind Mo Fan, the bull head Yin Ling and the horse face Yin Ling were directly hidden.

Mo Fan was stunned. The next moment, he reacted, then sighed and said: "In the next mortal, I envy you cultivators who can fly in the air!"

"..."

When the cultivator heard this, the corners of his eyes twitched.

A mortal?

Do you think I can believe it? Do you think I'm stupid? Do you think I am a pig?

Could it be that I look stupid?

He looked at Mo Fan up and down, and there was indeed no Spirit Power fluctuation on the latter, but the more so, the more he felt that the person in front of him was unfathomable!

Master!

This is definitely a master cultivator!

Just ask, if you are really a mortal, how can you ride on the beast Baize Lion?

He is not stupid!

"Under Mo Fan!"

Mo Fan said.

"It turned out to be Young Master Mo! Good meeting! Good meeting!" The cultivator said, "I'm going to get a yellow hair!"

This cultivator really has a few yellow hairs on his forehead, which matches his name very well.

"Master Mo, but went to the Spirit Medicine Valley?"

Huang Mao asked.

"Yes!"

Mo Fan nodded, and said, "I just want to meet chances and see if I can meet a few elixir that can extend life span for a thousand years, and bring a few! I am not greedy. enough!"

Hearing this, Huang Mao was speechless.

This is a thousand-year-old elixir!

How many plants can there be on the whole continent?

Damn you, ten plants are enough?

Not greedy yet?

This is too greedy!

However, the opponent's Cultivation Base should be very high, dare to say so, it must be strong!

"What's the matter? Young Master Huang." Looking at the other side's expression, Mo Fan was taken aback and asked.

Huang Mao smiled bitterly, and said, "Master Mo, if you think so, I'm afraid you will be an enemy of everyone!"

"why?"

Mo Fan sat on Baize Lion's back, and when he heard this, he blinked, looked at Huang Mao, and asked.

"Because there are only a few thousand-year-old elixir in the entire Elixir Valley!"

Huang Mao said.

"so little?"

Mo Fan was stunned.

"Yes!"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly: "You really want it all, isn't this going to be an enemy of these cultivators?"

Behind.

The corners of their eyes twitched constantly when Niu Tau Yin Ling and Ma Mian Yin Ling hidden in the void heard this.

Do these cultivators dare to be an enemy of senior?

Do not!

Are they eligible?

Moreover, the garden in the senior's home is full of elixir!

Do you really think seniors rare these thousand-year-old elixir?

There must be other intentions for seniors to come here.

There is no doubt about this!

It seems that this cultivator still doesn't know the true identity of Mo Fan!

Maybe you think senior is just a more powerful cultivator.

"So this is ah!"

Mo Fan said helplessly: "There are so few thousand-year-old elixir!"

"Yes! A thousand-year-old elixir is very difficult to form. It needs climate, environment, etc.!"

Huang Mao said.

"Miss White, please speed up!"

Mo Fan calculated the strength of his team.

With a beast, and two high-ranking underworld officials, the overall strength should be good! However, there are people outside the world, there is sky outside the sky, and mountains outside the mountain. Maybe you will encounter a bug-level team, so it's a different matter!

There are still too few people!

If Bai Changsheng and others helped out, that would be great!

At this time.

In the void, a deep and breaking wind sounded.

not far away.

Yao Caiduan sat on the white crane.

Suddenly, this white crane swiftly moved forward as if taking the wrong medicine, flapping its snow-white wings, with a low wind breaking sound.

Yao Cai on his back almost staggered down from Baihe's back!

"Fuck!"

"Have you taken the wrong medicine?"

Yao Cai scolded.

However.

Baihe ignored him and flapped his wings desperately.

Yao Cai thought of something, his eyes flickered, "Could it be senior!"

He knew that Baihe would not speed up for no reason.

Every time the white crane speeds up, it means that the senior is nearby!

You know, the nose of this white crane is very sensitive!

Yes, it must be senior!

as predicted.

Yao Cai looked forward and saw the figure of senior.

Met senior again!

At this moment, his heart was excited.

Baihe was equally excited as him!

"Senior, destined! We are destined! Senior, take me in! I don't want to stay in Sacred Land in Yaochi for a day! Senior, can't you see that I am in Cao Ying and I am in Han?"

Baihe shouted in his heart.

Mo Fan discovered something at this time, his eyes lit up: "Old Yao!"

"Master Mo!"

Yao Cai respectfully said, "Mr. Mo, where are you going?"

Around.

Huang Mao's eyes widened.

Isn't this Yao Cai, the Holy Lord of Sacred Land, Yao Chi?

He was so polite to this young man?

Could this young man be stronger than the Holy Lord of Sacred Land in Yaochi?

Suddenly, he couldn't help but looked at Mo Fan again, watching carefully.

Still found that the latter had no Spirit Power fluctuations all over his body.

I can't see through it at all!

But the more this happened, the more he felt that Mo Fan was very difficult!

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