"Mo Ran, do you want to know who your enemy is?" After a while, the crazy old man stopped and asked, and the name of the name was much more serious.

Mo Ran's pupils shrank, his fists clenched, "I'll dream!"

"Hahaha..." The crazy old man suddenly raised his head and laughed, and the laughter continued. After a while, he simply bent down and covered his stomach without stopping.

Mo Ran's breath became a little dangerous. This was her scar, but the crazy old man used it as a joke. After being fooled for so long, Mo Ran felt like he wanted to kill someone for the first time!

"Is it funny? Crazy Old Nine." Mo Ranyin's voice sounded, "Since it's so funny, you can continue. There is no need to say what you call a serious matter. I came here just for revenge. I think you were looking for the wrong person."

The Crazy Old Nine's laughter came to an abrupt end. She held the stone tablet and stood up straight, her face turned red, "Little girl, don't get angry so quickly. Things in the past cannot be changed. What's wrong with facing it more easily?

Old man, I chose you because you are extremely wise and brave, but you are so tolerant of blood hatred. It is not a matter of hatred that blinds your eyes. The nature is still the same, and the firmness of your mind is rare. If it weren't for this, you would definitely not go long on the road of cultivation."

"Cultivation?" Mo Ran's tone rose, combining various signs. She had already had a rough guess, "Are you going to let me practice? And the energy you just used should be magic? Are you a cultivator? And my enemy... is also a cultivator?!"

My father once told her that cultivators are experts from the outside world and rarely interfere in the lives of ordinary people. If they don’t want people to see them, they will not leave any traces.

But the cultivator has earth-shaking energy, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. She can't figure out why the so-called masters from the outside world can destroy her whole family so cruelly!

"You are very smart!" A flash of light flashed in the Crazy Old Nine's eyes, and she praised Mo Ran's calmness.

"Who is my enemy? How should I find them?"

"Haha, old man, I just praised you, you can't hold back. Cultivators are not allowed to interfere in ordinary people's affairs, but they dare to sway you, young and old, and the power behind you can see! You can kill you with just one finger. What's the use of asking these? Are you in a hurry to die?"

As soon as Crazy Old Nine finished speaking, she saw Mo Ran kneeling straight down, her knees touching the ground, making a dull "bang".

Mo Ran kowtowed to the crazy old man respectfully three times. When he raised his head, his forehead was already purple. Mo Ran understood that she was not qualified to take revenge at all now. She even had the problem of self-protection!

If you want to take revenge, you must become a person stronger than your enemy! What she should do now is to step into this door of cultivation. No matter how tortuous and twists and turns in the future, she will continue! Keep going unswervingly!

"I am a little wise man, but I didn't realize that the senior is a real master. I would like to give in to my advice. I would like to be my master, and I hope that my senior will not abandon you!"

Crazy Old Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Ran's series of actions, and suddenly jumped up and sat on the stone tablet, shook his legs and said, "Old man, I said, when I enter my Mo family, it's my Mo family. I will naturally have my intentions when I bring you to the Monument Forest. Don't rush to become a disciple. I can't and won't accept you as an apprentice. You may be in vain."

Mo Ran did not insist on kneeling, but she said, "But these three worships can also bear it."

Crazy Old Jiu smiled, "This is right. If you hadn't met me, you would have been hitting a wall for the rest of your life."

As soon as the obscene laughter came out, Mo Ran's respect almost collapsed, and he barely maintained his calmness and looked at the crazy old ninth, "What should I do now? Please give me some advice."

"What are you talking about..." Crazy Lao Jiu took a small branch and leisurely picked up his black nails, stretched the tail sound, and clung to Mo Ran's appetite and said: "Cultivation is a big deal. Do you really want to listen to the old man?"

Mo Ran was anxious to take revenge. After she saw the ability of the Crazy Old Nine and learned that the enemy was a cultivator, she urgently wanted to practice, but she didn't understand why the Crazy Old Man refused to let her become a disciple.

Forced myself to calm down and listen to the crazy old man's tone. Is there any huge trap waiting for her?

"Mortals and cultivators are destined to be two worlds. Without guides, mortals will never be able to enter the circle of cultivators in their entire lives." Seeing Mo Ran calm down so quickly, the crazy old man's eyes flashed, and he reminded him inadvertently.

Mo Ran frowned. She is now carrying blood feuds, and she is buried in everything in her previous life. She is still alone in this life. What can I do? What's the terrible thing?

Thinking of this, Mo Ran's sonorous voice had already landed: "Please give me advice!"

"Hehe...hehe, since that's the case, look at this stone tablet."

Mo Ran looked at it, but saw the crazy old man put his hand on the stone tablet engraved with "Dieyun Sword". In a moment, the vigorous three-word word "Dieyun Sword" gradually disappeared, replaced by dense golden small characters.

You don’t have to think about it and know that these words are the content of that technique!

The Crazy Old Nine withdrew her hand, and within a few seconds, the stone tablet was restored to its original state! Those small words seemed to have never appeared!

This time, without waiting for Mo Ran to ask, the Crazy Old Nine explained first: "The difference between cultivators and mortals is that they can refine qi and sink the sea, cleanse muscles and marrow. This qi is spiritual energy, and this sea is the sea of ​​vanity, which is the lower dantian of the human body. The size of the sea of ​​vanity represents the most basic strength of a cultivator."

These rare words poured into Mo Ran's mind. She frowned and looked at the white mist that appeared in the hands of Crazy Lao Jiu. That is, the so-called spiritual energy?

"And this technique is a necessary auxiliary to release spiritual energy in the form of fighting. Therefore, it is a crucial choice for every practitioner in his life. If cultivation is compared to a big tree, this chronological sea is the root, and the technique is the main trunk of the tree."

The Crazy Old Nine waited for Mo Ran's reaction, and Mo Ran said, "I understand, then the choice of this technique is to be very cautious."

"Hehe, that's of course!" The Crazy Old Nine was serious for a few seconds. "No matter where they are, the skills are mastered in the hands of some cultivation families or major sects, and the precious skills cannot be spread outside at all!

It is said that this technique is divided into levels, from low to high to human level, earth level, heaven level, holy level, god level, and each level is divided into three levels, upper, middle and lower levels.

As you can see, this stele forest is where Mo's collection is located. Each stone stele is a martial art. Humph, I am not exaggerating to say that even if you find the Sumeru Realm, you can't find a larger collection of books than the Mo's collection!"

When he said this, the crazy old man almost raised his chin to the sky. Mo Ran's gaze flashed through thick stone tablets, and his eyes seemed to be separated by a thousand fog, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"The higher the level of the exercise, the more rare it is. Nowadays, a local-level high-level exercise can support a huge cultivation family. The second most powerful exercise in my Mo Family Stele Forest is also the lower level of the earth. Even human-level exercises cannot enter my Mo Family Stele Forest!"

The crazy old man looked arrogant, but he had the capital to be arrogant! But Mo Ran wondered why Mo had such a large treasure house without using it?

Crazy Laojiu jumped down and asked Mo Ran to put his hand on the stone tablet. Mo Ran did it as he said, but heard Crazy Laojiu say, "Hehe, every martial art is alive. You must concentrate all your mental power and imagine communicating with this book.

If you succeed, the content of the exercises will automatically appear, and this exercise will naturally belong to you. There are many holy-level exercises in the stele forest, and you can choose them all! Okay, let’s start! Old man, I’m optimistic about you!"
Chapter completed!