In those years when I was a mortal and a demon

"Are you done?" Lu Yuan, who had been silent, finally spoke.

As soon as these words came out, Yu Zitong, who was originally eloquent, trembled. "Brother Lu, if you have any questions, please feel free to ask them. I will tell you everything I know."

Lu Yuan ignored Yu Zitong's flattery and instead glared at Zhang Tie and Li Feiyu. "The scar has healed and the pain has been forgotten. Doctor Mo's fate is ahead of him, why don't you remember it better?"

Li Feiyu and the other two shrank their heads, not daring to say anything. In today's battle, Lu Yuan's performance has become the leader in the eyes of the three people, both in terms of martial arts and the overall situation.

Yu Zitong naturally understood this, and hurriedly flattered Lu Yuan: "Brother Lu, what you said is mainly because you are too smart. Although Mo Juren's attempt to seize the body is wishful thinking, but if he hadn't met you, he would have been able to do it. It worked..."

Yu Zitong flattered Lu Yuan wildly, not noticing that Han Li's eyes on the other side were getting worse and worse.

The fact is indeed as Yu Zitong said. If Lu Yuan hadn't come back in time, he and Zhang Tie would have been killed by these two men by now.

Now that I have not repented, I have begun to seduce Li Feiyu to seize his body again. How can I not make people itch with hatred?

"It can basically succeed? Are you talking about you?" Lu Yuan said coldly.

"Brother Lu, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? The secret technique you call is the Seven Ghosts Soul-Eating Technique. I have peeked at this secret technique, but it can only temporarily allow people to possess the fourth level of mana. How can we take away the person who has the fourth level of Changchun Gong? ?”

"I'm afraid you are trying to make Doctor Mo compete with Han Li so that you can benefit, right?" Lu Yuan said slowly.

After hearing this, Yu Zitong was speechless for a long time. After a long time, he sighed and did not refute in frustration.

"Moreover, it is completely impossible for a mortal to seize the body of a cultivator."

"How do you know this?" Yu Zitong's light ball trembled and he lost his voice.

Lu Yuan smiled contemptuously. It's very simple. Not everyone has spiritual roots, even those in the big families who cultivate immortals.

Those high-level monks also have emotions and desires, and many of their descendants have no spiritual roots. There must be many of these people that they like very much.

As long as high-level monks send people to catch children who have good spiritual roots and have not yet entered the realm of immortality, let them learn the third and fourth levels of Qi training. Then let your child without spiritual roots learn the secret technique of Seven Ghosts Soul-Eating Technique, and seize the child with spiritual roots. Then wouldn’t the descendants of the high-level monks all have spiritual roots, and they might even be able to gain access to heaven? Spiritual roots.

This can also form a body-seizing industry, since high-level monks have so many descendants without spiritual roots. In this way, wouldn't it be a disaster for those small immortal cultivating families?

"It seems I guessed it right!" Lu Yuan said calmly.

"You, nonsense, brother Li, don't believe him!" Yu Zitong suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing. If a mortal couldn't take over the immortal cultivator, then the secret technique would be of no use, and one could imagine his own end.

But compared to Yu Zitong, Li Feiyu obviously believed in Lu Yuan more, so he didn't pay attention to Yu Zitong's sophistry.

"I have another question. You'd better tell the truth." Han Li said coldly.

"Brother Han, just ask any questions." Yu Zitong seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

"Today's desperate move between me and Doctor Mo was about to succeed. In the end, you were the one who reminded him to guard his lower plate, right?"

"Yes! That's right, Brother Han's series of designs are really a stroke of genius. How could Mo Juren see it? If it weren't for me, he would have been killed by Brother Han."

"So Brother Han's qualifications are enough to train him as a core disciple of a cultivating family. And my Yu family is also one of the best in the Yue Kingdom. Going back with me will be much better than you being a casual cultivator!"

"Ah!" A scream sounded, and Yu Zitong's green light ball suddenly split into pieces, and a silver light suddenly appeared in the light ball.

"It is precisely because your family is strong that we will not fall into the trap!" Han Li said coldly, with a flick of his wrist, the soft sword smashed Yu Zitong's soul to pieces. The green light group turned into spots of light in an instant and dispersed in the air.

"Why did you kill him?" Li Feiyu blamed him, he was really moved.

"There is not a single word of truth in this guy's mouth. If he keeps it, it will only bring disaster!" Han Li said with a ruthless look on his face. He also hated Yu Zitong. If this guy hadn't reminded him, his move would never have failed.

"Junior brother, I know you are soft-hearted. But if you don't remove the roots, there will be endless troubles." Han Li withdrew his soft sword, glanced next door, walked to Lu Yuan and whispered in Lu Yuan's ear.

"He was just deceived. Maybe after this disaster, he should have thought about it."

"What if he still refuses to give up?"

"Then I will personally send him on his way!" Lu Yuan's voice was cold and he took the lead to walk out.

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What do you mean?

Li Feiyu and Zhang Tie looked at each other, somewhat confused.

Several people came to the bed next door, where Doctor Mo's body was curled up motionless on the bed. His hands and feet were as skinny as wood, and his face only had a piece of skin covering his cheek bones, like a skeleton.

But in his sunken eye sockets, a pair of cloudy old eyes flickered slightly, looking at Lu Yuan and the others.

Lu Yuan took out a medicine bottle from his arms, poured out a fragrant pill, opened Doctor Mo's mouth and fed it in.

But with Doctor Mo's current situation, he can't swallow anything anymore. Han Li next to him brought a bowl of water and helped him wash down the medicine.

Then Lu Yuan slowly helped Dr. Mo up, while Han Li sat cross-legged behind him and used Changchun Kung Fu to help him activate his blood circulation.

After a stick of incense passed, Dr. Mo could already move his eyes, and his breathing slowly began to become even.

Turtle Breathing Palm, I learned it from an elder in my sect. It looks like it beats the person to death, but actually it secretly preserves a breath of life and puts the person into a state of suspended animation, reducing the consumption of body functions as much as possible.

Lu Yuan explained to Li Feiyu and the others.

As time passed, Dr. Mo regained some strength. He turned his head slightly to look at Han Li who had finished his work, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

He opened his mouth and said: "Why waste your efforts? I know very well what my condition is. No one who comes to treat me can save me. What you are doing is just to let me stay up for a few more days, and I really I have no face to face you!"

"Have you figured it out now?" Lu Yuan asked.

Doctor Mo sighed and said that he had already died once, so there was nothing else he couldn't think of.

He originally thought that Yu Zitong was cold-blooded, greedy for life and afraid of death, and only had a little cleverness. Even if he is a cultivator, he will not have any great future.

Even though he was so clever, he still almost let Yu Zitong take advantage of it. Of course, this is also related to the dream of becoming an immortal and attaining enlightenment, which makes the mind faint.

In this regard, he is not even as mentally determined as Han Li.

It seems that no matter what kind of immortal cultivator he is, he cannot be underestimated.

"But now that Yu Zitong is dead, and I am at the end of my life, there is no need to find out what to blame. I just hope that you can forgive me, so that I can feel better even if I die. Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't want to forgive, after all. It's my own fault." Doctor Mo had a profound understanding, as if he had already fully realized it.

"Master Mo can be so open-minded, so he has lived up to his junior brother's hard work." Han Li sighed as he put away his skills.

"Of course I understand what he meant by letting me breathe. He used Yu Zitong's words to tell me that 'immortality' is elusive and elusive for mortals after all!"