Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Mo Juren was still recovering, so he didn't want to deal with any practitioners.

However, for him now, many things are beyond his control, just like the immortal who had just come to Sujia Village not long ago and naturally learned of his existence during a chat with the village chief.

Logically speaking, as an immortal, he should be arrogant. Even if he feels that Mo Juren is a little special, he probably won't take it to heart.

However, things developed completely differently.

Perhaps it was out of curiosity, or for some other reason, the other party actually took the initiative to speak and came to visit in person under the guidance of the village chief.

"It seems that Mr. Mo is doing much better after not seeing him for a few months. I'd like to congratulate you." When the village chief arrived in the yard and saw Mo Juren leisurely drinking tea, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile.

"Thanks to you, I'm recovering well." Mo Juren nodded slightly, and his eyes fell on another figure beside the other person. The moment he saw this person, his heart, which had been hanging in the air, instantly settled down.

He was a young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, with a very handsome appearance and gorgeous clothes. However, his cultivation was only at the late stage of foundation building.

That doesn’t matter. Even though he has only recovered a little now, he is still able to protect himself when facing a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"Who is this?" Mo Juren asked proactively without changing his expression.

"I'm Zhou Tong, nice to meet you, Mr. Mo." The young man's eyes flashed slightly, and then he smiled and bowed. Such an attitude not only surprised Mo Juren, but also the village chief beside him.

The young man was an immortal! Even the county magistrate was respectful in front of him, not to mention the village chief, who was cautious from beginning to end and did not dare to offend him in the slightest.

However, the young man was so polite at this time. Could it be that Mr. Mo really had some incredible origins?
"This is the Master Zhou whom I mentioned to you before. I just heard about Mr. Mo's situation, so I came here specially to visit you." Putting aside his thoughts, the village chief hurriedly explained.

"So it's the immortal in person. I'm sorry for being short-sighted. I hope you don't mind it." After listening to the village chief's introduction, Mo Juren immediately stood up and bowed respectfully.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Mo? It was our fault for coming here so suddenly." Zhou Tong was still smiling, and his words became more polite.

It was precisely because of this that Mo Juren felt secretly frightened, especially when the other party looked at him. Although the look was very obscure, he always felt that something was strange.

At the moment, his strength has not recovered yet, so it would be best to avoid a conflict, so he just pretended not to notice anything.

He smiled and invited them to sit down, then poured tea himself and said with a smile:

"I've heard that immortals are always high and mighty before, but I didn't expect that Master Zhou not only looks like an immortal, but also acts so approachable. This really makes me look at him with new eyes."

"He can't be called an immortal. To be honest, Mr. Mo is the one with extraordinary temperament and outstanding appearance. Even I am far inferior to him. If he were placed in the world of immortals, he would surely attract countless fairies to pursue him." Zhou Tong laughed, but what he said made Mo Juren feel even more uncomfortable.

It's fine to say something polite, but why do you have to focus on your appearance? Don't you think it's a bit inappropriate?

And for some reason, he always felt that there was something else behind the other person's words. In addition, the way the other person looked at him seemed to be getting weirder and weirder.

In the following communication, Zhou Tong could not avoid repeated tests, but Mo Juren always avoided the question and never revealed any information.

In response to this, Zhou Tong was not angry, but his attitude became even more friendly.

"I heard that Mr. Mo was seriously injured. Could you let me check him out? It happens that I have my master's sacred medicine in my hand, which is very effective in healing injuries." Suddenly, Zhou Tong changed the subject and tried again.

"They are just some common injuries. They are fine now. Why should we waste Master Zhou's holy medicine?" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly and refused directly.

"Well... okay." Hearing the other party's refusal, Zhou Tong's eyes flashed with a barely perceptible strange color again, and then he laughed and continued,
"If my guess is correct, Mr. Mo should be from an extraordinary family. It just so happens that the mountain gate is just being built, and we need a wise man to take charge. I wonder if you are willing to do the job?"

"I am just an ordinary person, how can I be the head of the immortal sect? Master Zhou, please don't joke with me. Besides, I don't like worldly affairs, so I won't trouble you."

"It seems that Mr. Mo looks down on my small mountain sect! Well, let's forget about it." After being rejected twice in a row, Zhou Tong, as an immortal master, was not angry at all and remained polite.

Such a weird scene shocked the village chief who dared not interrupt at all. He wondered what kind of incredible origins this Mr. Mo had that the immortal master treated him with such courtesy?
But at this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, followed by a petite figure slowly walking into the courtyard. It was Xiao Ya who came back.

He was holding a bamboo basket in his hand, which was covered with a layer of gray cloth. It was so tightly covered that no one knew what was inside.
"Uncle Mo, the village chief!" When the little girl saw the people in the yard, she was stunned at first, and then she immediately greeted them politely. As for Zhou Tong, she didn't know him and just gave him a sweet smile.

"Are you Xiao Ya?" At this moment, Zhou Tong suddenly thought of something and asked.

"Hello, uncle..." The little girl subconsciously walked to Mo Juren's side, put the basket aside, and then nodded obediently.

"I heard that you didn't take the test before. Don't you want to become an immortal?" Zhou Tong's eyes flashed and he continued to ask.

"I want to!" Xiaoya was not afraid at all and continued,
"But becoming an immortal means I have to leave. What if Daddy and Mommy come back and can't find me?"

"Uh..." When Zhou Tong heard this was the reason, his expression froze for a moment, and he thought to himself, could it be that he was overthinking?

"My temple is built in the nearby mountains, not far from Sujia Village. Even if you become my disciple, you can still come back often."

"Really?" Hearing this, Xiao Ya was immediately surprised.

"Then... can I still cultivate immortality now?"

"Of course." Zhou Tong laughed and continued,
"Come forward and let me examine you. If you have spiritual roots, you can become my disciple and cultivate immortality."

"Oh!" The little girl subconsciously looked at Mo Juren, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping her, she took a step forward obediently and slowly raised her slender arm.

After a detailed inspection, Zhou Tong immediately shook his head.

"What a pity, there is no spiritual root."

"Ah... then I can't practice Taoism anymore?" Upon hearing this answer, the little girl's face was immediately filled with disappointment.

"It is impossible to cultivate immortality without spiritual roots, but you can take another path, it's just..." Having said this, Zhou Tong shook his head and didn't continue.

She's just a little girl. No matter how much you explain, she won't understand.

"Okay, little girl, spirits are one in a million. It's normal to not have them. Don't be sad." The village chief on the side also comforted her kindly.

He could still vividly remember the scene during the inspection in the county that day. There were very few people who possessed spiritual roots. In a village like Sujia Village, where two people emerged at once, they were one of the best in the entire county.

After hearing the persuasion, Xiao Ya's expression relaxed, but she was still a little listless and returned to Mo Juren's back without saying a word.

At this time, Zhou Tong also stood up and said goodbye. After bowing, he turned around and left with the village chief.

When the two of them walked out of the courtyard, Xiaoya, who had been depressed, suddenly lost all her sadness. She was about to say something, but saw Mo Juren shook his head slightly. She was smart and quick-witted, so she reacted immediately and stopped talking.

Picking up the basket beside her and placing it on the table, Xiaoya suddenly said mysteriously:
"Uncle Mo, guess what's in here?"

"The tea is good. Where did you get it?" Mo Juren smiled helplessly. This girl was always like this. She liked to play guessing games with him and never got tired of it.

"Ah, I guessed it right again!" The little girl giggled, as if she had guessed the result long ago. Then she lifted the gray cloth, and sure enough, there was a small oilcloth bag inside.
"When I was young, my father told me that there was an old tea tree deep in the mountains. The tea grown there tasted extremely bitter, so no one was interested in it. But my father said that the tea was actually of very good quality, but ordinary people just couldn't get used to it.

I see Uncle Mo likes to drink tea, so when Uncle Baili and his friends went hunting in the mountains a few days ago, I asked him to bring some back. Do you think it suits your taste?"

"You are really thoughtful." Mo Juren sighed. This little girl is not only smart, but also very delicate in heart. She always does things that touch him inadvertently.

After opening the oilcloth bag, he saw the appearance of the tea leaves. There was nothing special about it from the outside, and the tea fragrance was extremely weak. It looked very ordinary.

However, when he picked up a piece of tea, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times, his eyes suddenly lit up.

This turned out to be a spiritual tea, and the quality was exceptionally good. It seemed to have a certain nourishing effect on spiritual consciousness. It was indeed a bit of a surprise.

Of course, ordinary people cannot feel this effect. They will only feel that it is refreshing, not much different from other teas. Only those with spiritual awareness can appreciate the subtlety of it.

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Although his consciousness has recovered a little now, it is still too slow. This unknown spiritual tea will definitely be of great help.

Of course, just as the little girl said, the taste of this tea is indeed bad. It is not just bitter, but completely difficult to swallow. It is impossible to drink it without a certain amount of willpower.

"Where is that old tea tree? Are there many tea leaves on it?" Putting his thoughts aside, Mo Juren first released his spiritual sense to sense it carefully, and then asked.

"There are a lot of them. After all, no one goes to pick them. As for the specific location, I heard Dad talk about it once, and I still vaguely remember it..." The little girl nodded, then gave a brief description, and then said,

"Uncle Mo, are you planning to go pick tea?"

"This tea is very useful to me, of course, the premise is that the quantity must be sufficient. Since there is a lot, I naturally have to go there. But now that the immortal is still here, I am not in a hurry to leave, so as not to arouse his suspicion." Mo Juren nodded,

"Don't worry about this matter. I will act quietly when the time is right."

"Can't he hear now?" the little girl came closer and asked cautiously.

"It's okay for now." Mo Juren smiled and took a few tea leaves to start brewing them. Although the taste was a little worse, since it was useful for restoring consciousness, he naturally had to drink it despite gritted his teeth.

He did know many methods of roasting spiritual tea, but they all required magical powers and might not be applicable to this tea, so he naturally did not consider it.

"Uncle Mo clearly said before that I actually have spiritual roots. Why couldn't he see it just now?" The little girl asked, unable to suppress her doubts any longer.

"His cultivation is not high enough, so he can't detect it." Mo Juren smiled. After his consciousness recovered a little, he could use some concealing means, but the effect was limited. However, Zhou Tong's realm was too low and he still couldn't see through it.

"I told you, Uncle Mo is much better than him." The little girl was very clever and understood everything immediately. She was looking forward to her future training even more.

At the same time, outside Sujia Village.

Zhou Tong glanced in a certain direction, and a playful smile appeared on his handsome face.

"He is so handsome and has a very strong body of blood. Isn't he the best candidate for the Holy Son? It seems that I will make a fortune again this time, haha..."

After he finished speaking, he did not delay any longer. He waved his arm and a blue flying sword appeared.

The next moment, he leaped over it and controlled his flying sword to break through the air.

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Zhou Tong's appearance made Mo Juren feel more and more urgent. Even if the opponent's strength was not enough to make him afraid, who could guarantee that there would be no accidents?

Moreover, during the communication during the day, the other party mentioned that there was a master behind him. If he really had some intention and invited helpers to come, it would be troublesome.

Therefore, that night, when he realized that the other party's breath had disappeared, he immediately entered the mountains.

Since there is something that can repair spiritual consciousness, he naturally cannot miss it. Especially in the afternoon, he tried it with the spiritual tea. He no longer brewed it and drank it directly. The effect was surprisingly good.

After discovering this situation, he simply swallowed the entire bag of tea. After quickly digesting it with the powerful strength of his internal organs, his consciousness immediately recovered a lot.

This speed is much faster than when he does nothing on a normal day.

This made him very happy. He thought of what Xiao Ya said, that the old tea tree had been growing for many years and was extremely large in size, so it produced a lot of tea leaves.

Naturally, he did not intend to delay any longer and began the action that night.

It is common sense among the villagers not to go into the mountains at night, because there are too many unpredictable dangers in the mountains that are absolutely impossible for ordinary people to resist.

Mo Juren was not worried. Even though he had no magic power and his body had not fully recovered, these so-called dangers were nothing to him.

The night was very dark, but it did not affect his progress. His strong eyesight and the help of his spiritual sense allowed him to move briskly in the forest at night.

After about half an hour, he had entered the depths of Wufeng Mountain. On the way, he was attacked by more than one monster beast, but he killed them all easily.

He continued walking for a distance and finally stopped when he reached a remote place.

There is a vertical mountain wall in front of us. Looking upwards, we can vaguely see a giant tea tree growing about ten feet away through the hazy moonlight.

This was naturally the old tea tree that Xiao Ya mentioned. It was indeed extremely huge, and it grew so high that it was not easy to pick the tea. Only a true old hunter could do it.

I think this is one of the reasons why this tea is rarely picked. It tastes so bad and is so dangerous, so naturally no one is willing to pick it.

After taking a quick look, Mo Juren grabbed the protruding rocks on the rock wall, and then climbed upwards at a high speed as if he was walking on flat ground.

In just a moment, he arrived at the location of the tea tree, then leaped forward and landed directly on the thick trunk.

At this moment, he subconsciously released his spiritual sense to explore the surrounding situation, but suddenly he stared at a certain position and was stunned. (End of this chapter)