Chapter 8 Casual Suppression
“Senior, please accept me as your disciple!”
Looking at Han Li who knelt down, Lu Tian twitched the corner of his mouth. Han Li’s move was really unexpected. beyond his expectation.
However, it is impossible to accept a disciple. After the battle with Dr. Jing Mo, Han Li may not be able to let down his guard against so-called masters for the rest of his life.
Lu Tiandu waved his sleeves, and Han Li, who was kneeling in front of him, was involuntarily lifted up by a force of energy, which made Han Li shrink his eyes even more.
"Forget it about accepting a disciple. Although I am a few years older than you and my cultivation level is several levels higher than yours, I have not become a disciple myself, so I am not qualified to accept a disciple..."
Lu Tiandu After a pause, he seemed to see through the disappointment in Han Li's heart, and said calmly:
"But there is no problem in teaching you a few spells."
Even though Han Li was overjoyed, he was still a little bit happy after all. When harvesting, I heard Lu Tiandu say:
"Xiao Han, you should know that there is no free lunch in this world. I teach you spells, how can you thank me?"
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Han Li opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.
Actually, what he said about his apprenticeship just now was not sincere, but he felt that for an ordinary person to suddenly encounter an immortal, according to common sense, if he did not rush to become an apprentice to learn immortal magic, he would probably be rejected by this teacher. I found something wrong with this man. After all, he is a person with secrets, and he is afraid that others will explore him.
Hearing that Lu Tiandu refused, he was secretly happy. I was just thinking about how to get some immortal secrets and spells from this senior whose name I still don’t know, and learn some common sense about cultivating immortals.
Suddenly he said that he wanted to exchange good things for spells. These twists and turns made him confused.
However, he was determined and quickly came to his senses. He reached out and took out two porcelain bottles from his arms.
"Senior, these are two bottles of elixirs refined by this junior. One is Huanglong Dan and the other is Golden Marrow Pills. They are the top holy medicines in the world. I wonder if they are useful to seniors?"
"Let me Look!”
Lu Tiandu waved his hand, and two bottles of pills came into his hands. After unscrewing the bottle cap and smelling the aroma of the medicine, Lu Tiandu judged that the medicinal materials used in these two pills were dozens of years old, and they were much more powerful than the ordinary Huanglong Pill and Golden Marrow Pill.
Well, it’s almost time to catch up with the Qi Nourishing Pill he takes daily.
The only person in the world who can use these old medicinal materials to refine these two elixirs is Han Li.
Moreover, Han Li only took out two bottles at this moment. It was obvious that he had learned to hide his clumsiness and knew that wealth should not be revealed. After all, he eats these two elixirs like jelly beans every day!
"Well, your pills are pretty good. If you get a few more bottles, I can teach you some spells." Lu Tiandu smiled faintly, looking like he didn't take it seriously.
"However, now is not the time to learn spells. I'm afraid you have to get rid of your master first..." Lu Tiandu suddenly laughed.
Hearing that Doctor Mo was about to return, Han Li glanced at the door. Although he had not seen Doctor Mo and the giant bodyguards who usually followed behind him, he believed deeply in the words of the man in white and bowed: < br>
“Senior please take action.”
"Okay. I will suppress Doctor Mo, the iron slaves beside him, and someone hidden for you. You can give me ten bottles of each of these two kinds of pills. What do you think?"
Lu Tiandu He shook the two bottles of elixir in his hand and said.
"Junior agreed."
Han Li nodded. Although these elixirs were of great use to his own cultivation, he had a small bottle and could refine a lot at any time. He could use the elixirs as a price to get rid of the enemy. Deep down in his heart, he felt that this deal was a very good deal.
After a moment, the sound of slightly heavy footsteps was heard in the distance. Even Han Li could hear it clearly. Two figures were walking towards the stone house with the door open outside.
The leader was extremely old, looking to be sixty or seventy years old. His gray face was covered with a faint layer of black air, and his complexion looked extremely corrupt, as if he had reached his end. Behind this person is a mysterious figure with a black cloak on his head and a large green robe covering his whole body, so that no trace of skin is exposed.
His stature is unusually tall and burly, giving people the illusion of being full of evil spirits.
As soon as the two people came in, Lu Tian didn't care about Han Li's nervousness next to him. He grabbed forward with five fingers, and a huge cyan hand suddenly appeared and grabbed Doctor Mo.
At the same time, he tapped the storage bag, and a silver talisman appeared in his hand. He was excited and threw it towards the iron slave behind Doctor Mo.
"Cultivation of immortals..."
Seeing this strange change, Doctor Mo's turbid eyes could not hide the look of shock. Before he could finish saying the word "immortal cultivator" in his mouth, he was grabbed by a big blue hand and thrown into the corner. .
While using the "Wind Spirit Grappler" to capture Doctor Mo, the low-level freezing talisman shot by Lu Tiandu also quickly crashed into the iron slave behind him. In the blink of an eye, he was already standing there. A huge ice cube.
A tall figure wearing a bamboo hat was motionless inside!
Han Li opened his mouth wide and looked at the huge change in this moment, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Doctor Mo, who was invincible in his eyes and overwhelmed him, was just dealt with by the immortal cultivators in a few moments? ?
At this moment, Lu Tiandu stretched out his hand, and a small brass clock hanging on Doctor Mo's waist appeared in Lu Tiandu's hand. Spiritual power emerged in his hand, and in an instant, the mark left by Doctor Mo It was cleared.
"This is the magic weapon to control the iron slave. I give it to you!" Lu Tiandu threw the little bell to Han Li casually, "Doctor Mo has been imprisoned by my magic power. What do you want? It’s up to you.”
Regardless of Han Li, who had not yet recovered from the shock, Lu Tian looked at Doctor Mo again and snorted:
“What are you doing? Are you used to staying inside and don’t want to come out?”
"Hmph, since you don't want to come out, then never come out..." Lu Tiandu saw that Yu Zitong was still planning to muddle through at this moment, and suddenly lost his patience, and started to use his fingers to cast the spell again.
“Fellow Taoist, please don’t do anything!”
A ball of green light the size of a fist floated out of Doctor Mo’s body strangely, and an urgent voice came from inside.
This scene once again surprised Han Li, who was staring at Doctor Mo's body. This should be the person snooping around, preparing to occupy his body.
This made Han Li's eyes turn cold. This person should also be an immortal cultivator. The methods of these immortal cultivators are really weird and cannot be dealt with by ordinary people.
At the same time, the desire to obtain powerful power became much stronger.
He was deeply impressed by everything that happened today.
Looking at Yu Zitong's soul, Lu Tiandu remained speechless. With a wave of his hand, a burst of magic captured the soul and put it into his sleeve robe.
"Doctor Mo will leave it to you. I will take care of some things first and come back to you later!"
After giving Han Li a warning, Lu Tiandu threw the Sui Feng Sword. , shooting away in an instant.
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In the shadow of a remote hilltop, Lu Tiandu was staring at a group of green light in front of him and asking questions.
At this time, the green light was much dimmer than when it first emerged from Doctor Mo's body.
"If fellow Taoist doesn't tell the truth, I will have to let fellow Taoist fend for himself in this barren mountain!" The cold words were accompanied by a magic attack, which made Yu Zitong's weak soul dissipate again. few.
"Brother Dao, spare your life, I say, I say..."
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