Chapter Twelve An Ziyang
Several wolves soared into the air and rushed towards the crowd. Those people were crazy in despair. They would definitely not be the opponent, but the problem was that everyone would not be able to kneel down and beg for mercy. The wolves would not negotiate with everyone and let their families pay for themselves. They only ate meat, and everyone was fresh and ready-made.
Several ice arrows shot from afar and pierced into several leaping wolves. Then, thorns suddenly appeared on the ground, piercing the wolf running in the front and hanging it on it.
‘Woo…’ The voice of the head wolf sounded again, and the remaining wolves around him ran away suddenly, just straightforward.
Everyone who survived the disaster looked at each other, only the man came out, clasped his fists and said, "I don't know which immortal is helping him, the villain An Xia, thank the immortal for his great kindness."
Li Mo originally wanted to leave, but these spells used a lot of his magic power and had to adjust his breath and recover, but after hearing An Xia's words, he decided to come out and see him.
"I heard from your tone, but have you ever seen other immortal cultivators?" Li Mo walked out with his hands behind his back and asked faintly. As an "immortal", he naturally needs to have the demeanor of an immortal.
An Xia looked up and saw that the person who came was actually a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but he did not dare to have any disrespect. He was an immortal, and he might have lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.
"Meet the Supreme Immortal," everyone knelt on the ground under An Xia's leadership, and only the child secretly looked up at him.
"Get up." Li Mo said lightly. He was afraid of the wolf a few months ago, but he didn't expect that he could take his life now. For a big man like An Xia who followed him, he could only look up at the roadside. People would not look down at him. This is the change brought by strength. If he doesn't have the strength, what if he becomes the top scorer? So what if he ruled the world? It's just the flesh on the chopping board.
"Thank you, the immortal," An Xia stood up carefully, lowered her head and replied, "The little man was indeed lucky to have met the immortal master once a few years ago. He was the distinguished guest invited by the emperor in the palace of my Daliang Kingdom."
Daliang Kingdom? Li Mo thought for a while and seemed to have to pass through this country when he went home, but he didn't need to take a detour to the capital.
"What kind of magical powers does that immortal master have?" Li Mo asked, and he also wanted to know how capable people who can be royal guests are.
"Return to the Supreme Immortality, the immortal master can attract heavenly fire with a wave of his hand and burn a big tree."
Li Mo thought about it and it should be a fire-type spell. He also waved to a tree casually. Several fireballs appeared out of thin air and burned it to ashes in just a few breaths. After half a year of practice, he could have played several magic tricks in an instant, and ordinary people could only see him waved.
"But is that?" he said lightly. Some of those people were so scared that their feet were trembling and their cold sweat flowed. An Xia became even more respectful. He responded: "Go back to the Supreme Immortal, the immortal master only attracted a ball of heavenly fire. The tree was not that big and it took longer to burn."
Li Mo knew that the man should have only been in the early stage of Qi refining. The fireball was not powerful enough, so he had to burn for longer. The reason why he appeared and asked An Xia was just a curiosity.
"Can the Supreme Immortal teach me the magic method?" the child suddenly asked, his eyes full of desire, and An Xia was startled at first, but then he suddenly became expectant in his heart, maybe... maybe...
"The Supreme Immortal, child... he..., the villain is willing to offer all his family resources, just ask... only...," An Xia said incoherently.
There are many people who want to practice immortals, but not everyone has spiritual roots, and not everyone has opportunities. For example, Li Mo himself, if he hadn't been discovered by Huang Yu, he might have been on the list and became an official happily. So in a certain way, Huang Yu should be considered his "Bo Le".
Li Mo did not have a magic weapon to test the spiritual roots in his hand, but there were several small magics that could also detect whether there was a spiritual root. The problem was that even if he measured that someone had a spiritual root, he could not accept him as a disciple, so it would be better not to give him hope.
"I have something to do, so you might as well go and find other immortal masters," Li Mo said without caring about the child's lost eyes, and turned around and was about to leave.
An Xia was so anxious that although his family was a great powerful man, he could not find the opportunity to cultivate immortality. The immortal master who lived in the palace didn't even look down on the prince, so he had no hope for his family.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a sudden heart and shouted anxiously: "Pretty Immortal, please stay, the villain has something to offer to the top immortal."
After saying that, he ran to Li Mo and stopped not far away, and took out something from his purse he carried with him.
Li Mo stopped after hearing this, and looked at the thing he took out. The thing was wrapped in a handkerchief. An Xia carefully untied it, revealing a strange bone piece.
It was actually a bone slicing. Li Mo was a little surprised. Most of the current classics are recorded in jade slips. However, a long time ago, there were various things recorded, including the bark of a spirit tree, monster skin, strange stones, and spiritual beast bones. The ones used bones were called bone slips, but later they were replaced by jade slips.
"How could you have such a thing?" Li Mo did not take it, but asked. Although the bone slicing was a long history, it was not necessarily precious. Now it can be found in many markets, but most of them were just big goods. The contents in it were copied. Almost all of them were collected in major sects.
When she saw Li Mo, An Xia was a little disappointed, but she replied in detail: "Report to the Supreme Immortal, this is the ancestral object of the villain. It has been moved from his ancestors to Liang Kingdom for more than ten generations. This thing has been passed down from generation to generation between the heads of the family. It is said to be an immortal family. As for the records before the family arrived in Liang Kingdom, it cannot be found, so the villain does not know where the ancestors came from."
"Then let me see," Li Mo used the shooting technique to take it in his hand and put it on his forehead. The quality of the bone simplicity is different. The low-level monsters can't record much content and are easily damaged. High-level ones will be much more stable.
"Hey, Fenglei Flash, it's actually an ancient body technique," Li Mo's heart moved. This technique can only be used by the wind and thunder. If both spiritual roots are available, the effect will be even more amazing. In the later stage of cultivation, wind and thunder will be produced, which is simply the best choice for escape.
"I have accepted this thing," Li Mo put it in his arms. No matter how they got it, it would be fine as long as it was useful to him. Mortals may not have good things, but they just don't know it. For example, what Xiao Yunxi gave him is very useful.
"What's your son's name? Let him come here," Li Mo made up his mind. If the child had no spiritual roots, he would go to his family to choose. Anyway, he would have to pass through Liang Kingdom when he went home. If his family could not find someone with spiritual roots, he could only use spiritual pills or other things to compensate.
"Thank you, thank you, the child is An Ziyang, the villain will call him here," An Xia said excitedly.
An Ziyang walked over quickly, looking at Li Mo with hope in his eyes, which made Li Mo sigh in his heart. If he had no spiritual roots and could not practice, he would not know how much blow it would be.
Flicked his fingertips, and a wind blade brought An Ziyang's blood. Li Mo shot several magic tricks and muttered something in his mouth. The drop of blood floated in the air and changed in the shape. After a while, it turned into two runes and dissipated in the air.
It was the Fire Wood double spiritual roots. Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief. The double spiritual roots were already very good spiritual roots, and even those sects would rush to get them.
Chapter completed!