My name is Shen Mo. I am 28 years old this year. I am a disciple of the third generation of Tianhe Sect. My teacher has died, so I am the leader of Tianhe Sect’s Blazing Finger Peak!

I don’t have a senior brother, I don’t have a junior brother, I have an apprentice!

My... My cultivation is the seventh level of Qi training, I don't even build the foundation, I... I'm so fucking traveling to somewhere.

Shen Mo shook his head and accepted the fact that he had traveled through time!

A dilapidated hall, a table with a broken leg, and a pothole-filled courtyard, this is all about Shen Mo.

No, I should have two disciples!

"Master is not good!" Along with loud shouts, a little girl from the thirteenth and fourteenth ran in frantically.

The moment he heard the shout, Shen Mo's heart trembled.

"What's wrong with Donggua? Could it be that your senior brother has caused trouble again?" Shen Mo asked in a deep voice almost from an instinct.

"Master, this time it wasn't the senior brother who caused trouble, it was... it was the senior brother who was captured by the white bone demon from Yaofeng Mountain."

The little girl's voice was filled with crying voice: "The demon said that the senior brother's fate is pure Yang, which is just used to refine the white bone banner!"

"Master, hurry up and save your senior brother!"

The big bone monster!

Shen Mo's head, which was a little dizzy, suddenly woke up. Information about the White Bone Monster quickly poured into Shen Mo's mind.

This big white bone monster settled in Yaofeng Mountain, a hundred miles outside the Tianhe Sect, more than ten years ago. The ancestor of Tianhe Sect came forward and fought with the big white bone monster.

Although there is no news about the outcome, since the White Bone Monster is still entrenched in Yaofeng Mountain, you can know what the result is.

what to do?

The master's cultivation level has not yet been established, but the cultivation level of the White Bone Monster is already in the middle stage of foundation building.

Go and find the ancestor!

Shen Mo couldn't help but think of what happened a few years ago. The Tianhe Sect was not a disciple captured by the big bone demon, but the Tianhe Patriarch had never taken action.

How is this possible for a fourth-generation disciple?

Have you given up on this disciple? Before Shen Mo could have such a thought in his heart, a heart-wrenching pain arose in his heart.

Obviously, the relationship between the Lord and that disciple is not very deep.

"Oh, it's really..."

"Dingdong, the strongest short-short protection system has begun to bind...the binding rate is 50%...the binding is 90%...the binding is successful."

"This system is the strongest protection system. Those who violate my disciples will be punished even if they are far away!"

"It was detected that the host disciple was in danger of his life, please go to rescue him immediately!"

"Because the opponent's cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, according to the 9th and 22th rule of this system, the host's Tianhe Dharma cultivation is permanently promoted to the middle stage of perfect foundation building, and the host's finger-blinking sword technique is permanently promoted to the great success!"

With these words, Shen Mo felt a force madly pouring into his body. His cultivation level, which was originally only the seventh level of Qi training, had already been improved to the foundation building in just one moment.

The infinite true energy is like a river of heaven, rolling in!

Shen Mo felt that as long as he opened his mouth and vomited, there would be a galaxy hanging upside down!

In the middle stage of foundation building, the ancestor of Tianhe Sect was only in the late stage of foundation building. And according to the dead teacher, the ancestor's late stage of foundation building was still very difficult.

This system, just because the disciple is in danger, directly allowed his cultivation to break through the middle stage of foundation building. It is really...

"Good Donggua, tell the master, have you caused trouble?" Shen Mo was so happy that he couldn't help asking his female disciple.

The little girl was trembling with fear at this time. She didn't expect that she would not only not receive the comfort of her master, but she actually heard such a question.

"Master, I... I will bully the junior brothers of other peaks at most. I... I really didn't cause any trouble!"

"It's really unpromising." Shen Mo sighed.

"Master, you... hurry up and find a way to save your senior brother, otherwise your senior brother will be refined into a white bone banner by the big white bone demon."

The little girl Donggua roared loudly, her voice full of radiance for her master.

"Let's go and save your senior brother. By the way, take the sword for the master." Shen Mo, who had just accepted the memory of the master, for a moment forgot the memory of where the sword was.

Help the master get the sword!

The little girl Donggua stared at her big eyes, her eyes full of distrust.

The master forgot where his sword was placed. Can he really save his senior brother?

"Master, should we look for the ancestor?" The little girl from Donggua quickly held a long sword and said to Shen Mo with caution.

Shen Mo patted the little girl Donggua with two long braids on her head, and snorted: "Do you think your senior brother is better than others?"

"Not strong!" Donggua little girl whispered.

"Do you think your master's face is bigger than that of the other peaks?" Shen Mo grabbed the long sword and said calmly.

"Not big!"

"In this way, do you think the ancestor will help us save people?" Shen Mo continued.

"It seems that I can't!" The little girl Donggua said in despair in her eyes: "Wouldn't that mean that Senior Brother Nangua..."

"Pumpkin is fine, go, you have a good teacher!"

As Shen Mo spoke, he pulled the little girl's hand and walked out of the hall quickly. Just as he walked out of the hall, a middle-aged man was already walking.

"Shen Mo, the ancestor has an order. Your cultivation has declined recently. The ancestor told you to practice in the mountains within this year and you will not be able to go down the mountain half a step."

The middle-aged man said to Shen Mo in a deep voice the moment he saw Shen Mo.

According to the memory of this master, this should be a person named Senior Brother of this master, but unfortunately, the name Shen Mo is no longer there.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I want to go down the mountain to save my disciple." As Shen Mo said, he walked down the mountain.

"Shen Mo, you are dying, you... do you know what the consequences will be if you disobey the orders of the ancestor!" After a moment of stunned silence, the middle-aged man shouted loudly at Shen Mo.

Shen Mo looked at the middle-aged man, smiled, and then pulled the little girl up in the air, and he was like a galloping horse, heading towards the bottom of the mountain.

The middle-aged man wanted to chase after him, but looking at Shen Mo who was leaving, he knew that he could not catch up. He stomped his feet and said, "Hey, you are overestimating your abilities!"

Shen Mo didn't care about the middle-aged man's words at all. What he cares about now is the system. As for the ancestor, what has anything to do with him.

The technique of controlling the air is between martial arts and magic. In the past, Shen Mo used this method to use it faster than a galloping horse and it was difficult to last.

But now, he felt that he was getting faster and faster, and in just a blink of an eye, he had already rushed out of the scope of Tianhe Sect.

The rolling internal energy is running rapidly, just like the river of heaven, surging endlessly!

Shen Mo was running and had the urge to roar to the sky!

The little girl Donggua who was pulled by Shen Mo had only one thought in her mind, that is, when did her master run so fast?
Chapter completed!