Mythological origins

Han Yu is still just a teenager after all. Although he has been practicing Taoism for more than a year, he is not practicing the ruthless Taoism. Isn't it normal to be stunned when seeing a bunch of beautiful big sisters?

"Wait, the surname is Mo, and the whole family is beautiful..." He suddenly remembered the words that Mo Tianxie secretly told him before he died.

This cheap master entrusted Han Yu before his death, asking him to take care of his wife and daughter if he had the chance, and also secretly left him a seal to prove it.

He also said that if he was willing to marry his daughter, there would be a valuable gift in the betrothal gift that would be of great use to cultivation.

"Yu Zitong has a blood feud with Old Mo, so naturally he cannot be trusted.

That 'Li Feiyu' is high and far away, and it is difficult to trust him like a living person.

No wonder he finally chose me..."

"Excuse me...how many of you are from the Mo family?" Han Yu's feet were covered with lotus flowers, and he gently tapped the ground a few times and came to the front of the convoy.

"What if it is, what if it is not?" The one who answered was Mo Fengwu, who was temporarily the leader of the convoy, and stepped forward to respond heroically.

The big "Mo" on the convoy can be seen clearly from dozens of feet away. Is this considered asking knowingly?

Everyone in their convoy is a cultivator, and some of them are true disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect, so they are not afraid of horse bandits and road bullies.

When ordinary robbers encounter true disciples who practice the Yin-Yang Qi Jue, it is hard to say who will rob whom. The Yang materials of the Yin-Yang Sect have only been liberated for a short time, and they still want to eat meat and hunt for wild food.

"Then I want to ask, do you know Mo Tianxie?" Han Yu was still a little shy after all. He organized his words in his heart for a long time before saying a relatively normal sentence.

"Who are you?" Hearing the three words Mo Tianxie, Mo Fengwu's face changed instantly.

"My name is Han Yu, and I'm the disciple of Doctor Mo."

"..."

"Is it the person mentioned in the letter from Dad?"

After Mo Tianxie died, Bai Mo brought his last letter to the Mo Mansion. In the letter, Mo Tianxie mentioned that he had such a disciple, and asked the other party to take care of his wife and daughter after his death.

"How can it be such a coincidence..." Mo Fengwu quickly told the other people in the Mo Mansion about this news.

"Let him come up and talk first."

"Han Yu seems to be a Qi-refining cultivator, and he also brought a mortal with him, who should be his sister."

"Is he a cultivator who practices the Yin-Yang Five Elements Formula?"

"I don't know."

"The lady wants to see you, please go to the carriage in the middle. The lady is your master's wife."

Han Yu walked over alone without much hesitation.

He felt that he could clearly smell the fragrance of the powder from a few feet away.

The curtain behind the carriage was automatically lifted when Han Yu was about to reach it.

It was full of women.

Before his death, Mo Tianxie mentioned that everyone in his family was beautiful. Han Yu originally thought that the old man was just bragging and trying to trick him into becoming his son-in-law.

He didn't expect that what the old man said was actually true...

But why are all the beauties here cultivators with magical powers? Old man Mo didn't say that.

He spent his whole life trying to cultivate immortals, but ended up failing. As a result, his wife and daughter are all cultivators now. So old man Mo is the clown?

Before entering, Han Yu stopped.

There seemed to be two women inside, which made him feel threatened instinctively.

The half-open carriage curtain seemed to have turned into a dragon's den and a tiger's lair.     "What's wrong, don't you like your sister?" A beautiful female cultivator covered her mouth and laughed.

"Sister Mo, your son-in-law is quite cautious."

"Come in!"

A jade hand suddenly stretched out from the gap in the curtain, grabbed Han Yu's waist, and pulled him directly into the carriage.

From the perspective of Sister Han Yu in the distance, it was just like a flexible tongue stretched out from a big mouth, and swallowed her brother with a light roll.

"Don't worry, your brother was just invited in by Auntie to have a chat." Mo Fengwu looked at Sister Han Yu, who was at a loss and looked like she wanted to cry, and felt sympathy.

...

"Two female cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining..." Han Yu came back to his senses and found that he was sitting on a few white thighs. Seven or eight women were sitting in two rows, one side was looking straight at him, and the other side was looking at him coldly.

Although the two groups of female cultivators were very beautiful, there was a very obvious difference in their clothes.

The ones holding him didn't have much cloth on their bodies, and he could even feel their body temperature clearly at the places where he touched them.

On the other side, the girls who looked at him coldly were all dressed up, just like the women of wealthy families.

"How do you prove that you are Han Yu?"

In the letter Mo Tianxie left for them, he mentioned that he thought that this Han boy was not an ordinary person, so he planned to marry one of his daughters to this boy named Han Yu.

As the head of the Mo family, Mrs. Yan naturally wanted to see clearly what kind of person this future son-in-law was.

"I..."

"I..."

"I..."

Han Yu hesitated and didn't know how to prove it for a while.

There is no ID card in this world, and the seal certificate given to him by Doctor Mo was also placed in his own room in Qixuanmen.

When he came out, he had never thought that he would meet someone from the Mo family in such a far place.

How can I prove that I am myself...

"This may be a fake son-in-law, so I won't be polite." The female cultivator who was still holding Han Yu at this time seemed to be preparing to do something strange.

Han Yu, a cultivator of the sixth level of Qi Refining, was really not easy to resist when facing two female cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect who were holding him in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"There is... there is another person who can prove it!"

"Who?"

"That senior! The senior in white clothes, who goes by the alias Li Feiyu, definitely knows me!" Han Yu faced the crisis, and a flash of inspiration came to him, shouting as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Hearing Han Yu's words, the two hands that were originally wandering around on his body stopped instantly.

"It seems to be effective." Han Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his body seemed to be safe.

No wonder they behaved so badly. At the beginning, the two female cultivators of the Yin Yang Sect saw with their own eyes the senior in white clothes, scolding their own sect master like scolding a child.

The huge changes in the entire Yin-Yang Sect, including the liberation of Yang materials and the promotion of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Sutra with the power of the entire sect, were all ordered by the young man in white.

And if it weren't for the relationship with that senior, how could the Mo family's pseudo-spiritual root cultivators in the early stage of Qi training call themselves sisters with me, a cultivator in the late stage of Qi training.

In terms of action, many times, I even have to listen to the orders of those Mo family sisters.