I can bless thousands of magical powers.

Mo Huaian was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with red lips, white teeth, clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes. He had a handsome appearance and outstanding temperament.

Covered in a Taoist robe, he looked like a fairy boy descended to earth.

But Zhang Yuan felt a bit of the clear and stupid aura of the college student in his previous life from the other person!

Such an innocent, pure and naive young man really needs an experienced driver to accompany him and guide him when he travels.

Otherwise, even if you are sold, you will still have to help count the banknotes.

Someone like him could be sold for at least tens of thousands of taels of silver, right?
Zhang Yuan thought secretly.

Wei Long introduced the two to each other.

Mo Huaian is seventeen years old this year and is already a mage-level cultivator. He fully deserves the title of genius.

According to Shang Jingtian’s rules, all true disciples must travel outside after a certain period of training.

Genius or not.

Because only after experiencing wind and rain can the eagle soar into the sky, while the flowers grown in the greenhouse cannot withstand the slightest destruction.

This kind of training and testing for true disciples has been passed down from generation to generation in the sect and has never been interrupted!

No one is an exception.

However, the sect also has corresponding protection.

For example, the guardian.

Mo Huaian politely bowed to Zhang Yuan and said, “Thank you for your help, Senior Brother.”

"You are welcome."

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "I also have Taoist skills, I will definitely do my best to protect you."

Mo Huaian smiled shyly.

To be honest, with a style like his, if it were Zhang Yuan's previous life, he would definitely be a top idol.

The two agreed to set off tomorrow morning, and then Zhang Yuan said goodbye and left first.

After Zhang Yuan left, Mo Huaian breathed a sigh of relief, looking relieved.

Wei Long smiled and asked, “Are you afraid of him?”

In fact, Mo Huaian was very nervous when he met Zhang Yuan, but he kept it in his heart and didn't show it.

But Wei Long couldn't be hidden from it.

"Yes."

Mo Huaian said with a bitter face: "Uncle, his bloody aura is too strong, he must have killed a lot of people!"

If Zhang Yuan was present, he would definitely be surprised to hear Mo Huaian's words.

The art of invisibility that Zhang Yuan practiced can conceal his own aura very well. Ordinary people cannot see through him at all, let alone sense the existence of the bloody evil aura.

"Yes."

Wei Long nodded: "This boy has a murderous nature, there is no one like him among his peers, but do you think he is a bad person?"

Mo Huaian really shook his head: “No!”

He has been gifted in Taoism since childhood and possesses supernatural powers that allow him to sense good and bad fortune, and the good and evil in people's hearts.

The bloody aura from Zhang Yuan made Mo Huaian feel awed, but not disgusted or fearful.

"now it's right."

Wei Long said calmly: "He is not a bad guy, so the person he killed must not be a good person. What do you have to be afraid of?"

Mo Huaian was stunned.

After a while, the young mage lowered his head and said, "Huai An understands."

"As long as you know."

Wei Long looked at his nephew with a gentle gaze: "Although Zhang Yuan is your protector, he is accompanying you on this trip. You should follow his lead in everything and never act on your own!"

As for the conversation between the uncle and nephew, Zhang Yuan, who had already left Wu Pavilion, naturally knew nothing about it.

He came to Linxianzhuang and bought some items for the journey.

In fact, these things are in stock in the storage space, but Zhang Yuan can't take them out and use them directly in front of Mo Huaian, otherwise he will inevitably expose his biggest secret.

Therefore, he specially purchased another set. The next morning, Zhang Yuan rushed to the entrance of Shangjingtian Mountain with his luggage.

Mo Huaian was already waiting in front of the Taoist monument.

The young wizard was sitting on a horse with luggage bags bulging with stuff hanging on both sides of the saddle.

"Senior Brother Zhang!"

Seeing Zhang Yuan, Mo Huaian smiled with joy.

He pointed to another mount next to him and said, "This horse is yours!"

"Ok!"

Zhang Yuan didn't hesitate, he jumped up with the luggage and landed steadily on the horse's back.

After securing the bundle, he pulled up the reins and gave them a gentle shake: "Let's go!"

Sigh~
The horse under his crotch neighed loudly, then immediately spread out its four hooves and rushed forward.

Mo Huaian hurriedly rode his horse to catch up.

The two of them rode together and galloped along the mountain path.

Mo Huaian’s riding skills are good, but he used to just run around inside the mountain gate.

Today was the first time he left the home where he grew up. He was a little nervous at first, but he was still a teenager after all, and soon the uneasiness turned into excitement.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan suddenly whistled.

The next moment, a big cat jumped out from the dense forest beside the mountain path.

The two mounts were so frightened that they almost ran off the road.

Zhang Yuan explained to the nervous Mo Huaian, “Don’t be afraid, this is my royal pet.”

This time when he was traveling outside as a protector, he couldn't possibly leave the Gray-fanged Lynx inside the mountain gate, nor was he willing to keep the latter hidden in the nest of the God's Nest.

So he just went along as the royal pet.

In fact, the amount of Qi and blood consumed by Zhang Yuan to maintain the Gray-fanged Lynx's existence in the outside world is lower than that of the Red-eyed Crow.

However, the gray-toothed lynx has a large appetite and needs to be fed every day to ensure its vitality.

But this is just a minor problem.

At Zhang Yuan's command, the gray-fanged lynx rushed to the front with a roar.

He led the way with steady and powerful steps.

The current Grayfang Lynx is still a level three high-level war beast, and it only needs 10% of evolution to be promoted to level four.

Its size is no less than that of a leopard, and its physique is comparable to that of a tiger.

Looks majestic and domineering!
Mo Huaian stared at the gray-fanged lynx with envy in his eyes.

For a mage with weak melee ability, a powerful pet is undoubtedly an excellent partner.

In fact, given his status and conditions, it is not difficult for him to have a royal pet.

It’s just that Mo Huaian has very high standards and doesn’t like ordinary people. He is even less willing to invest time and energy in training.

Zhang Yuan’s gray-fanged lynx is simply the animal of his dreams!
Of course, even though he was envious, Mo Huaian didn't have the slightest desire for it.

He is very young and pride is deep in his bones.

So the two of them rode together, plus a big cat lynx, and formed a small traveling team.

They walked further and further away, leaving the gate of Shangjingtian Mountain behind.

As night slowly fell, Zhang Yuan chose a sheltered place and stopped to set up camp and rest.

The two horses were very tired from running, so he untied the ropes and let them graze on the grass on their own.

The gray-fanged lynx did not need Zhang Yuan's care and jumped into the surrounding mountains and wilderness to look for food.

Zhang Yuan set up a tent and built a bonfire.

Mo Huaian obviously didn't understand these methods of living in the wild.

However, the wizard did not regard himself as a rich young master who had everything done for him. He took the initiative to ask Zhang Yuan for advice and learn these skills, and was very humble and sincere.

This made Zhang Yuan look at her with new eyes. (End of this chapter)