The God Summoner is rubbish? I will summon Pangu!

Chapter 181 Demigod Master

"I've met my uncle."

After seeing the old man appear, Mo Liang, Mo Yun and Qi Muchun all saluted with their fists.

"I've met my uncle."

Upon seeing this, Mo Lang immediately clasped his fists and saluted.

Although I don’t know how I suddenly have a senior uncle, I still have to be polite.

Not to mention that the other party seems to be related to Longyuan.

As the other party's nephew, why don't I open a back door for him?
"I've met my great uncle!"

Qi Muchun and Mo Li also hurriedly clasped their fists and saluted.

They naturally knew that the person in front of them was their master's uncle.

It is said that he is a powerful demigod who sits in Dragon Court to intimidate those demigod-level old monsters.

"Our uncle is so young?"

Looking at the middle-aged man with a dignified bearing and a square face, Mo Lang couldn't help but speak.

After all, my master has lived for at least three thousand years, and as my uncle, the other party must have lived for thousands of years as well.

"Hahaha, kid, your senior brother is allowed to accept disciples on behalf of the master, but my senior brother can't?" Suddenly, the middle-aged man with a square face looked at Mo Lang and laughed heartily.

"Hello, uncle."

Seeing this, Mo Lang looked at the middle-aged man again, then opened his bright eyes and blinked at him with an innocent look.

"???"

The middle-aged man was confused when he saw this. He didn't know what this boy wanted to do.

Later, when he saw Mo Lang rubbing his hands, the man reacted immediately and showed a helpless smile.

Then he waved his hand casually, and a golden bell, wrapped in black ghost energy, flew towards Mo Lang.

"I'll give you this little gadget. The bell is called the Ghost Capture Bell. With your strength, you can shake the bell to scare away the soul of a general grandmaster ghost. If you want to subdue the ghost, you can also trap him in the bell."

The middle-aged man said, "It can also weaken the ghosts above the Grandmaster level to a certain extent. It is a legendary magic weapon. Just consider it as a gift from your uncle."

"Master uncle is master uncle, his vision is bigger than mine." When Mo Lang heard that it was actually a legendary magic weapon, he immediately flattered him.

"Your Thousand Machine Box has a chance to advance to the God level, and you still choose me?"

Upon seeing this, Mo Liang glared at Mo Lang in annoyance.

"Give me back the death talisman, and I will pretend that I don't have a junior brother like you."

Mo Yun also glared at Mo Lang and stretched out his hand towards him.

"Who said my senior brother is stingy!"

Mo Lang immediately straightened his chest and looked around angrily.

Then he turned his gaze to Jiao Hualong and said with a curse:
"Poor guy, I allow you to talk about my second senior brother, but I absolutely do not allow you to talk about my third senior brother and my eldest senior brother."

"..."

Seeing Mo Lang scolding him again, Jiao Hualong was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.

Could you please not be so shameless?
What does this have to do with me?
"..."

Hearing Mo Lang's words, Qi Jingchun couldn't help but twitch his lips.

But it seems that I didn't give my kid anything very valuable.

Then, he pointed at Mo Lang's brow and left three large golden characters in Mo Lang's soul - Qi Jingchun.

Feeling the three extra words in his mind, Mo Lang's mouth twitched.

You're signing for someone, signing something inside their head?

But Mo Lang knew that the value of these three words was at least equivalent to his second senior brother’s three moves.

"These three words are equivalent to my full-strength attack, which can be used three times, but it will only be triggered if your life is in danger. It can also be regarded as protecting you." Qi Jingchun said. "Second Brother is open-minded!"

Mo Lang gave Qi Jingchun a thumbs up, then looked at Jiao Hualong, who had a face full of resentment, and said:
"Why are you talking so loudly?"

"???"

At this moment, Jiao Hualong wished he could rush out again and fight Mo Lang to the death.

But when he thought that he could only risk his own life, he gave up the idea.

Then he sat cross-legged in the air and closed his eyes and ears, thinking that if he didn't see anything, he wouldn't be bothered.

When the qualification battle, or the entrance exam, begins, I will teach this kid a lesson.

After Jiao Hualong swallowed a pill, he began to recover from his injuries. He didn't want to fight with a seriously injured body.

"Damn, is this what it feels like to have a senior brother?"

"Yes, it's really enviable!"

"A god-level master, a semi-god-level uncle, and three heavenly masters, this is a really strong backing."

"If you could have his strength, I'm sure the ancestor would have to crawl out of his coffin!"

"If I had this much power and talent, my dad would probably have to set up a table for even the passing dogs!"

"..."

Seeing that Mo Lang had gained so many benefits at once, many people showed envy.

But when they thought of the strength that Mo Lang had just displayed, they knew that there was a gap between geniuses.

Even though they were at least S-level professionals and enjoyed all kinds of popularity in school, after seeing Mo Lang's strength, they knew that their roles were reversed.

They wanted to flatter Mo Lang and cling to Mo Lang's thighs.

But some people think that staying away from Mo Lang is the right choice. After all, Mo Lang has been targeted by the other party and will definitely be besieged.

"Although these two items are a little inferior to the Ghost Binding Bell, they are also good legendary defensive magic weapons. They can be regarded as a greeting gift for the two of you."

Wu Zun, also known as Uncle Mo Lang, took out a golden jade robe and a chain mail and threw them to Qi Muchun and Mo Li respectively.

But this is no ordinary jade burial suit and chain mail.

Take the Golden Jade Burial Suit for example. It is carefully woven from thousand-year-old ice silk mixed with meteorite iron from outer space. Each silk thread flashes with a cold light, as if it contains endless cold air. You can feel a slight chill when you get close to it.

The jade piece is as smooth as jade, yet extremely hard. It is engraved with mysterious runes, faintly emitting a powerful defensive force.

The chain mail was made of the scales of a deep-sea dragon. Each scale had been carefully polished and tempered, presenting a charming luster.

The scales are tightly connected without any gaps, and they move freely and agilely, as if they had life.

The chain mail is also inlaid with several precious gems. These gems emit brilliant light, echoing with the power of the chain mail itself, forming an indestructible protective barrier.

"Thank you, great uncle!"

Qi Muchun and Mo Li showed excitement when they saw this.

If they didn't have Mo Lang's personality, they would probably have called Mo Lang shabby.

"Boy, you did a good job just now. You made our family proud."

Wu Zun took a step forward and appeared beside Mo Lang. He couldn't help but patted Mo Lang's shoulder in appreciation and said.

He saw everything that happened just now.

Naturally, he knew that Mo Lang’s performance just now was amazing.

"Kill a few little demons, it's simple."

Mo Lang had no intention of being modest. He rubbed his hands and asked:

"Uncle Master, those few just now should also be considered as my military achievements, right?"

(End of this chapter)