I’m Really Not A Master Cultivator

This immortal cultivator definitely didn't want to expose his own identity, so he acted like this.

Otherwise, he would have said it clearly!

He glanced at Linghua, and at this moment, he finally knew why Linghua had been winking at him before. That was to warn him that the immortal master is here!

Unfortunately, at that time, I didn't even know it!

In fact, at this moment, not only did he know the identity of Mo Fan, but even the honest young Zhong Shan also knew the true identity of Mo Fan!

at this time.

In the void, light came quickly.

Mo Fan looked up and found a blonde cultivator quickly coming here.

The blond cultivator was full of anger, and he could see that he was in anger.

I don't know who offended this blonde cultivator.

"Is this cultivator's male hormones so strong?"

Mo Fan found that the blonde cultivator had golden hair all over his body, on his thighs and on his chest, and looked like a primitive man.

"Golden Retriever cultivator!"

The little old man looked at the golden retriever cultivator and gasped.

Say this person, this person is here!

He thought of something, took the lion broth in his hand, took a step, stepped forward, appeared in front of the blond cultivator, and said, "Master Golden Retriever!"

The person in front of you is a golden cultivator!

Because the whole body is covered with golden hair, it is called golden cultivator.

"Master Golden Retriever, I know why you came! You calm down first! Stop your anger! I have a treasure to give you! This treasure is so big that you can hardly imagine it."

The Golden Retriever cultivator squinted his eyes, looked at the Sect Leader of the Spirit Sect, and said indifferently: "Okay! You said to show me! What treasures did you bring to me?"

The little old man mysteriously smiled, deliberately showing an inscrutable smile, and deliberately stroked his beard, sold a pass, and said: "Sir Golden Retriever, please here!"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the golden retriever cultivator glanced at the little old man Lingmu in surprise. Is there really any good treasure?

He followed, but he was not afraid of Lingmu's small movements behind his back.

After all, his strength lies there.

Lingmu couldn't help him at all.

The gap between the two parties is too great.

Looking at the two people who left, Mo Fan asked, "This guy should be the best friend of the Sect Leader!"

friend?

Hearing this, the corners of Linghua's eyes kept twitching.

The other side.

Lingmu already came to a pavilion with the blond cultivator.

He looked at the blonde cultivator and said with a smile: "Master Golden Retriever, this is the treasure I want to give you! Satisfaction for you! Don't be so excited, sir, yell out at that time!"

The blonde cultivator smiled and said, "Am I someone who has never seen the world?"

His fame here is extremely loud!

"My lord, this is this bowl of lion soup! The ingredients used in this lion soup are your mount Golden Lion King!"

Lingmu looked at the blond cultivator and said with a smile.

However.

boom!

A very strong Killing intent burst out at this moment, like a mountain like a sea.

provocative!

This is definitely a provocation!

The blond cultivator's face flushed directly at this moment, staring at Ling Mu stubbornly, his eyes filled with cold light, and he stood up abruptly. At this moment, the horrified murderous aura directly landed on Ling Mu, and his cold voice was heard. This moment resounded: "Lingmu, what? You want to die, don't you?"

The voice was full of strong killing intent.

This killing intent seems to be the same.

Ling Mu was directly shocked by this killing intent, and his whole mind was trembling non-stop.

He repeatedly said: "How dare! How dare! My lord, you can drink this bowl of soup before you talk! Then I'll be guilty!"

"If you deceive adults, let them deal with them!"

A cold sweat broke out on Lingmu's back, and his voice became trembling.

The blonde cultivator squinted his eyes when he heard this, then glanced at Tang.

Look at the meat in the soup.

His eyes suddenly became red.

"Xiao Maomao, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

As he said, he still raised his head and glanced at Lingmu indifferently.

The next moment, he took a sip.

The scent went down his nostrils towards his throat.

The first impression is that this soup is very delicious.

The next moment, his pupils suddenly widened.

A source of power came and moved towards the limbs in his body.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that the energy in his body began to agitate, and the entire brain seemed to fall into the thunder of the sky.

boom! boom! boom!

origin!

This is the power of origin!

He lowered his head in disbelief, looking at the bowl of soup in his hand.

Then he took another sip in disbelief.

Could it be that I felt wrong?

He thought to himself.

With this sip, he was stunned again.

It's really the origin.

Can you imagine that there is a source of power in this soup?

Incredible!

The blood in his body was flowing at this moment.

Looking at Ling Mu in amazement.

"Who made this soup?"

Naturally, the blond cultivator would not believe that this bowl of soup was made by the person in front of him!

"Master Golden Retriever, do you remember a recent incident that has been raging in the entire Celestial Spirit Thousand Planes?"

Lingmu breathed a sigh of relief, he raised his head, looked at the golden retriever cultivator, and asked.

"A thing that's going up all the time?" When the golden retriever cultivator heard this, he was slightly taken aback. Then, he thought of something, his eyes lit up suddenly, and said: "You... what are you?"

Not long ago, it was rumored that a great master of immortality had descended on the face of the thousand planes of Heavenly Spirit.

"Do you mean that this bowl of soup was made by the cultivator?"

The golden retriever cultivator widened his eyes, looked at the little old man Lingmu ahead, and said.

"Yes!"

The little old man nodded lightly, and said, "Actually, I just learned about it!"

"Now, that great immortal cultivator is in my spirit sect!" As he said, he stroked his white goatee, looked at the golden retriever cultivator, and said.

"what!"

When the golden retriever cultivator heard this, his eyes widened, and he looked at Lingmu incredible.

"What you said is true?"

"Of course it is true!" Lingmu nodded and said: "Think about it, that golden lion is your mount! How dare I kill your mount and cook your mount!"

"Do I have the confidence?"

"You mean senior killed my mount?"

The golden retriever cultivator turned his eyes, looked at Lingmu, and asked.

"Of course! Otherwise?"

Lingmu said.

"Unexpectedly, my mount went directly to the peak of the demon life after death!"

The golden retriever cultivator sighed and said.

Hearing this, it was Lingmu's turn this time that he was stunned. He looked at the golden retriever cultivator and said, "Are you not angry with me?"

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