"Mr. Mo, don't worry about this. No one on earth would dare to lie to you." Pang Wenjun flattered Mo Huasong.

Mo Huasong got Painter Long's mobile phone number and hung up the phone.

Liu Lanxi seemed a little afraid of being alone with Mo Huasong. After eating, she ran to the studio to practice talisman patterns.

Mo Huasong is an all-powerful immortal, and he has quite high attainments in rune patterns. He would like to give some advice to Liu Lanxi.

After all, Liu Lanxi is much worse now than she was back then. If she had his current guidance, she would definitely have avoided many detours.

But when Mo Huasong walked into the door of the studio, Liu Lanxi immediately said nervously: "Can you not come in while I am painting? I don't want others to disturb me."

Mo Huasong stopped, Liu Lanxi was right.

She has her own talisman skills, and she definitely doesn't want others to see them.

In addition, Liu Lanxi's rune pattern technique is very consistent with her eye-dotting technique. It will be even better if the two techniques are combined to help her improve.

In this case, Mo Huasong didn't bother her. "I'm sorry." After saying that, Mo Huasong retreated outside.

Since Liu Lanxi is practicing rune patterns, he should go find the dragon painter now.

So, Mo Huasong took his mobile phone and walked outside to make a call.

"Hey, do you want to see me?" After Mo Huasong made the call, he talked directly to Painter Long without any nonsense.

"You, are you Master Tyrant?" Master Long asked cautiously when he saw an unfamiliar phone number on his phone.

Mo Huasong nodded: "I am. I will go over to see you now. I will also give you the hundred little black knives you want."

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home." Painter Long asked, "It's so late now, do you want me to say hello to the school security?"

"No, I won't alarm them, as long as you send me the direction." Mo Huasong said.

Painter Long was right when he thought about it. Who is Master Tyrant? Can those security guards still detect him?

Soon, Painter Long told him the location of his dormitory, and then Mo Huasong hung up his phone.

Mo Huasong quietly disappeared in the corner of the floor. In a moment, he was at the teachers' dormitory of the Art Institute.

Mo Huasong didn't say much and walked straight ahead.

Under the streetlight of the building in front, an old man stood there with burning eyes.

Master Batian wanted to come to his home in person. What an honor it was. Of course, he would greet him outside the door.

Fortunately, it is night now. If other people saw the always arrogant Dragon Painter coming out to greet others, they would definitely be shocked.

Mo Huasong walked up to Painter Long and looked up at him.

Master Long is actually a martial arts practitioner and a master of martial arts.

However, he hides his strength so that most people cannot see it.

No wonder he is so awesome that even Pang Wenjun doesn't notice him. It turns out he has something to rely on.

Painter Long frowned slightly when he saw Mo Huasong coming.

I have to wait for Master Ba Tian to come over, so why does this student come here to influence them?

Aren't the lights out now? Students should go back to their dormitories to rest.

"Classmate, the lights are out now. You should go back to bed quickly." Painter Long said to Mo Huasong.

"I called you just now." Mo Huasong couldn't help but laugh secretly when he saw Master Long treating him as an ordinary student.

"Ah, you are Ba" Long Painter exclaimed in surprise.

Mo Huasong nodded and said, "I'll talk about it after I go in."

Master Long was shocked by Mo Huasong's youth. If Mo Huasong hadn't said that he called him just now, he wouldn't have believed that the other person was Master Ba Tian.

Painter Long hurriedly took Mo Huasong into the house. There was already a man in his forties sitting in the living room. When he saw Mo Huasong come in, he stood up in a hurry, with burning eyes.

"Dad, who is this?" the middle-aged man hurriedly asked Painter Long.

Before Long Painter could answer, Mo Huasong said: "I am Mo Batian. You are Long Yingjun, the son of Long Painter and the head of the Huangshan Sect, right?"

Pang Wenjun has already checked out this information.

Pang Wenjun came here just now and talked with them.

It happened that Long Yingjun was also in Zhanhai City, and he wanted to see Mo Huasong.

Now that Pang Wenjun said this, the father and son discussed such a request.

Any secret that is not told is false, as long as you get tangible benefits, it is true.

"Ah, you are Master Ba Tian?!" Long Yingjun couldn't believe his eyes.

Mo Huasong was too young, so young that he suspected that the other party was a fake.

But if Mo Huasong could tell his name and sect, he probably wouldn't be lying.

Legend has it that Mo Huasong is quite young, but I didn't expect him to be so young.

Mo Huasong asked: "I just ask Master Long to teach Liu Lanxi the eye-dotting technique. Please tell me your request."

"Master Ba Tian, ​​I just talked with my father, and he agreed that if he wants a hundred little black knives, he will definitely teach Liu Lanxi carefully." Long Yingjun said hurriedly.

Those are a hundred small black knives, enough to make their Huangshan sect ten times more powerful.

Just now, when Pang Wenjun heard that Mo Huasong agreed to this request, his eyes were filled with jealousy.

It was a small black knife, almost as sharp as a magic weapon in the world of cultivation.

Not to mention super sects, even third-level sects in the world of cultivation may not be able to produce so many magical weapons.

"Okay." Mo Huasong nodded and took out a hundred small black knives from the space ring. "You guys should count them."

"Can we still not trust Master Ba Tian?" Long Yingjun looked at so many little black knives and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes. "Father, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

Master Long nodded. As a parent in the world, no matter how noble he is, he still wants his son to become more and more powerful.

Now with the support of Master Batian, the Huangshan Sect has so many peerless treasures that it can walk sideways in the world from now on.

Of course, except for Mo Huasong, don't mess with him, others are not so scared.

Mo Huasong is a person who is not even afraid of nuclear weapons. He is definitely the strongest person on earth.

Painter Long nodded, and then said to Mo Huasong: "Master Batian, I'm sorry, I didn't know Liu Lanxi was yours, otherwise I would have taught her the eye-dotting technique."

It would be a great benefit to have Master Ba Tian owe them a favor.

What a secret family, that's all bullshit.

He, Master Long, also knows people in the world of cultivation, but people there say that Master Ba Tian is the person that the sect in the world of cultivation wants to make friends with, let alone their Huangshan sect.

Moreover, Master Batian’s most powerful weapon is the Little White Sword, but that thing is too rare and cannot be afforded by the Huangshan Sect.

Even ordinary cultivation sects cannot afford it.
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