Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fang Mo looked at the man in black jokingly.

Hearing the words, the man in black trembled slightly, and slowly lifted his black hood, revealing his old and ravine face.

It was Pei Kun.

At this time, Pei Kun still looked kind and loving, and looked at Fang Mo with a gloomy expression.

"Good disciple, I don't trust you as a teacher, so I came here specially to send you off."

Pei Kun's voice was cold.

"Master has really cared for me, and this disciple is very grateful."

Fang Mo's tone was full of jokes.

Seeing Fang Mo's reaction, Pei Kun narrowed his eyes slightly, "It looks like you knew I was coming."

Fang Mo chuckled lightly, but did not speak.

Pei Kun looked at Fang Mo with a slight frown, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He glanced at Linglong next to Fang Mo, revealing a strange look. This woman turned out to be a woman from the Yao clan, but she was only at the fifth level of the Yuanling Realm, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Pei Kun glanced at Fang Mo and laughed at himself. It was ridiculous that he felt uneasy when facing Fang Mo.

"Student, you said how good you practiced honestly, so you insisted on making so many moths to attract the attention of the sect."

Pei Kun said with a "broken heart".

"Hehe, Master, if I don't do this, I'm afraid I will disappear without a sound like those four apprentices before you."

Fang Mo showed a meaningful smile.

As soon as these words came out, Pei Kun's pupils shrank slightly, he took a deep look at Fang Mo, and said slowly: "It seems that you know everything."

Fang Mo still had a smile on his face, gently stroked his exquisite and tender face, and said softly: "From the very beginning, I was inexplicably wary of you until I met Fu Qing, who was your former big disciple. .”

"Fu Qing..."

Pei Kun's eyes turned cold.

Meeting Fu Qing meant that Fang Mo already knew everything.

Thinking of this, Pei Kun simply stopped pretending and smirked: "That's why you deliberately attracted the sect's attention and wanted to get rid of me."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, "That's really what I thought at the time. I don't want to be like Fu Qing, who can only hide in Sifang City and worry all day long."

"If you have been hiding in the Zongmen, until the Zongmen Grand Competition, I really can't do anything about you, but unfortunately, you still fall into my hands in the end, haha!" Pei Kun couldn't stop laughing.

Looking at the grinning Pei Kun, Fang Mo also smiled slightly.

"You don't seem to be afraid at all?"

Pei Kun looked at Fang Mo with a slightly suspicious tone.

"Senior brother Pei, have you finished the old master and apprentice?"

An old voice came, and then a black boat appeared from not far away, with an old woman on crutches standing on it.

Chapter 126 Fang Mo's Gift

"It's you?"

Fang Mo looked at the old woman, narrowing his eyes slightly.

He had a relationship with this old woman once in the sect. She was the old woman who was guarding the Kung Fu Hall at the beginning, and she was also one of the ten elders.

The white-haired old woman smiled heavily, and said hoarsely: "I didn't expect the old man to be blind. In just a few months, you little guy has already broken through the ninth level of Yuanling Realm. Such a speed of cultivation is really an eye-opener for the old man."

"Tsk tsk, two of the top ten elders have come, Master, you really think highly of me."

Fang Mo sighed lightly.

"I don't do anything else today, I just want to know the method of practicing the blood sacrifice technique."

After the white-haired old woman finished speaking, she stared at Fang Mo with burning eyes.

When Fang Mo chose the blood sacrifice technique, she still remembers it fresh, but now Fang Mo not only has no backlash, but also has advanced so quickly in his cultivation.

She thought that Fang Mo must have the true practice of blood sacrifice.

At the beginning, her Taoist companion died because of practicing blood sacrifice, so she has always been obsessed with blood sacrifice.

"Oh, it turned out to be because of the technique of blood sacrifice." Fang Mo was stunned.

"Boy, tell me the practice of the blood sacrifice technique, and I can guarantee that you will have less pain when you are refined into a corpse by your master."

The white-haired old woman spoke with a hint of arrogance, as if less pain when she died was a gift from the other party, Mo Tianda.

Pei Kun also looked at Fang Mo with strange eyes. If he could obtain the method of practicing blood sacrifice, it would be considered a windfall.

"One of you wants the technique of blood sacrifice, and the other wants to refine me into a corpse. Are you not afraid of being known by the sect when you treat the sect's Tianjiao disciple like this?"

Fang Mo asked softly.

Pei Kun smiled sadly, "My boy, when I turn you into a dead corpse, so what if the sect knows about it, a dead Tianjiao and two top ten elders, I think it's considered a dead body." A fool also knows how to choose..."

"So it's your plan..."

Fang Mo murmured.

"Boy, have you thought about it, and hand over the technique of blood sacrifice!"

The white-haired old woman's tone was a little impatient.

Fang Mo ignored the white-haired old woman, touched her delicate and delicate face, and said softly, "At first, I thought there was only Pei Kun, but I didn't expect that there would be an old immortal. Is this a windfall?"

"Dare to be disrespectful to the master, death is not a pity."

Although Linglong's face was pale, her tone was firm.

"So nice."

Fang Mo stroked Linglong again, and Linglong showed an expression of obedient enjoyment.

"Boy, you are courting death!"

The white-haired old woman showed a trace of sullenness, and slapped Fang Mo.

The black palm print rose against the wind, and it rose to tens of feet in an instant, the corpse aura was shocking, and the void shook.

Fang Mo showed a sly smile, and Ziyun Shuo directly broke through the space blockade and fell straight down.

Looking at the purple light and shadow falling at a high speed, Pei Kun showed a look of surprise. This purple square boat can break through his own space blockade, which is obviously a top-quality flying element.

Unexpectedly, this traitor actually had a top-grade flying weapon, and Pei Kun's eyes revealed a hint of greed.

"Nie Yi, you can't escape from my grasp!"

Pei Kun, driving the huge bone ship, followed closely behind.

After a few breaths, Fang Mo fell to the ground, and Linglong was held in his arms.

"Nie Chao, why don't you run away?"

Pei Kun's figure appeared not far away.

"I was waiting for you, why did I run?" Fang Mo said lightly.

At this time, a gray shadow flashed, and the white-haired old woman appeared beside Pei Kun.

"Senior brother Pei, stop talking nonsense with him, just capture this kid and ask slowly."

The white-haired old woman urged.

Pei Kun nodded slightly, the quadruple aura of the Primordial Realm suddenly burst out, the sky suddenly darkened, and the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly.

"and many more."

Fang Mo suddenly made a sound.

Pei Kun's breath suddenly stagnated, and the white-haired old woman beside him showed her yellow teeth, "Boy, have you figured it out?"

"No, I suddenly remembered something."

Fang Mo waved his hand slightly apologetically, and then said to Pei Kun: "Master, I suddenly remembered that I have a gift specially prepared for you here, I guarantee you will like it."

"Boy, no matter how extravagant your words are, it's useless." The white-haired old woman showed a cruel smile.

"Gift?"

Pei Kun frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Master, please take a look."

As soon as the words fell, a delicate female corpse appeared beside Fang Mo.

"Yun'er!"

Pei Kun looked at the female corpse with tears in his eyes.

Even the white-haired old woman looked at the delicate female corpse in shock.

Of course she recognized this female corpse. Jia Lun's natal corpse was also Pei Kun's former lover.

But wasn't Jia Lun killed by the gorefiend old man? How could his natal corpse be in Fang Mo's hands!

"Why did this female corpse appear in your hands!" Pei Kun asked Fang Mo with a livid face.

"Haha, Master, do you like this gift?"

Fang Mo laughed out loud.

"Tsk tsk, look, even though he's been dead for so long, he still looks so handsome, so it can be seen that he was also a great beauty when he was alive..."

While speaking, Fang Mo stroked the face of the delicate female corpse.

"Evil! Stop it! Don't touch her!"

Pei Kun roared angrily, and the violent force distorted the surrounding space.

"Master, don't be impulsive, I'm afraid it will be bad if I accidentally destroy this female corpse."

Fang Mo smiled and kindly reminded Pei Kun.

After hearing this, Pei Kun trembled slightly, obviously trying to suppress the anger in his heart.