Ren Yunteng became a Golden Immortal. Among the three disciples under Mo He's sect, two of them had reached the Golden Immortal Realm. From then on, they got rid of the limit of life span and were considered a master between heaven and earth. At the same time, they also represented Mo He's sect, and two of them had officially started their masters.

After reaching the Golden Immortal Realm, Mo He had no more things to continue to give guidance. Mo He could only give some guidance on how to go about the future path, but in the end he still wanted them to walk out of their own path.

"Master, there is no need for you to drive me away in such a hurry. Before, I just did some absurd things in the real-life stage. Overall, it is harmless. Besides, the disciple is now awake and will not be like that anymore. Why do you have to do this!"

Ren Yunteng, who had just reached the level of Golden Immortal, stood outside Mo He's dojo, turned around and looked at Mo He's dojo, and shouted with some amusement.

This was the third day after he broke through the Golden Immortal Realm. He had just consolidated his breakthrough cultivation. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he was thrown outside by Mo He, saying, "I have been holding it in for so long, so I can let him go outside to relax."

Ren Yunteng knew his master and knew that Mo He was a little annoyed with him, so he simply drove him out directly. Of course, the reason was the ridiculous things he did during the previous stage of restoring the truth.

When Ren Yunteng thought about those things, he felt that he was really ridiculous at that time, but at that time he was in the real stage and could not control himself. If he were in a normal state, he would never have been like this.

Although he was very upset at that time, he had already broken through to the Golden Immortal and would not do such a thing again. There was no need for Mo He to drive him away now.

"Go out and relax. Don't rush back, otherwise I'll be worried about the slap of you in the past few years, and I'll slap you inadvertently!"

After Ren Yunteng shouted outside the dojo, Mo He's voice came out, causing Ren Yunteng's other words to say to get stuck in his throat.

Shaking his head, Ren Yunteng could only speak helplessly: "Master, take care of yourself, and the disciples will go out to relax. It will not be annoying to you. When will there be something wrong, or if you miss me, I will come back then!"

After saying that, Ren Yunteng bowed to the dojo, then turned around and stepped into the space, and disappeared.

Being driven out by Mo He was originally a little joke between masters and apprentices. There was no need to worry about it. With Ren Yunteng's personality, even if Mo He didn't drive him out, he would leave in a few days.

When he was on the earth, he liked to run around. The same was true for the same thing when he was on the sky, but the sky was very big. In the past, he was slow to travel, and his cultivation was too low above the sky, so there were not many places to go. Now that he has reached the realm of the Golden Immortal, there are more places to go.

Seeing Ren Yunteng leave, Mo He, who was in the dojo, shook his head gently, a smile on the corner of his mouth calmed down, and his face soon calmed down.

Ren Yunteng was wandering in front of him. Mo He felt a little annoyed and would slap him from time to time, so he drove him away so quickly. However, Ren Yunteng was no longer by his side, and there was a lack of a person who could make trouble, and there was also a little less fun.

However, after all, his cultivation has reached the realm of Golden Immortality, and it is not appropriate to keep him by his side. He needs to have his own temple, and he also needs to walk slowly on the road below.

The two disciples who first joined him have now reached the realm of Golden Immortality. Mo He has less worries about them in his heart.

After slowly letting go of his thoughts, Mo He did not continue to think about these things. He just found a place and lay down comfortably. He did not read any Taoist scriptures or classics. He just closed his eyes gently, as if he was resting, and as if he was thinking about something.

The next morning, the few people who stayed in the Mohe Dojo got up early in the morning and started the morning class one morning. Mohe also started his own morning class at this time.

In fact, at this point, no matter how early he does, it seems that no matter how early he does, it does not improve it at all. But Mo He still maintains this habit. Without any disturbance to other things, he usually insists on doing morning classes.

After the morning class, Mo He called out a few people in the temple and asked them to consolidate what they had learned. Suddenly he became idle again.

He looked up at the Fenbao Cliff above the field. Mo He suddenly felt his heart, then waved his hand slightly, and three streams of light fell from the Fenbao Cliff above, and turned into three magic weapons in Mo He's hand, namely a very ordinary small wooden sign, an equally inconspicuous pendant, and an exquisite ring.

These three magic weapons were three of the four special things that Mo He refined when he was refining treasures.

The wooden sign is just a magic weapon, the pendant only reaches the level of a spiritual weapon, and the ring is a magic weapon. Mo He has handed over the highest-grade fairy treasure to Yu Yue.

If you want to talk about the level of magic tools, it is really bad to put these three treasures on the sky. It is not bad to put them on the earth, but if you consider their special functions, these three treasures are even more precious than ordinary immortal treasures.

After the things are refined, they naturally have to be used. Mo He plans to find a suitable owner for these three magic weapons next.

Although these three treasures are good, finding a suitable owner for them on the sky is not a good choice. For many immortals, they may not need these three treasures, because the grade is indeed too low, and even if it is useful to them, they will not pay too much attention to it when they look at it.

Therefore, Mo He was going to take these three magic weapons to the earth to see. First, go and see if there are any suitable candidates in Qingmei Temple. If there are good disciples, these three treasures will be given to them. After all, the wealth will not flow to outsiders.

But if Qingmei Temple does not have a suitable disciple, or even the Wangyue Sect does not have a suitable disciple, Mo He plans to find a few people with great potential and good character, and give him or them an opportunity.

Mo He thought this was the case, and he was not ready to delay. He took these three treasures and flashed directly and returned to Wangyue Mountain.

The Qingmei Temple in Wangyue Mountain today has not changed much compared to the past, but it is somewhat different. After all, the Qingmei Temple is now called the heretic immortal sect. However, this title also requires the Wangyue Sect in Haizhou. After all, the Wangyue Sect is a branch of Qingmei Temple.

When Mo He returned here, silently, without disturbing anyone, he came straight to the two green plum trees. In this process, Mo He had already understood the situation on Wangyue Mountain clearly.

The two green plum trees are still as magical as before, and are definitely the most conspicuous existence on the entire Wangyue Mountain.

When Mo He walked here, he looked at the three simple houses next to him. Everything was still as familiar as before and had not changed. He couldn't help but feel kind.

When he walked to the two green plum trees, Mo He put his palm on the trunks of the two green plum trees, circulated the magic power in his body, and began to nourish the two green plum trees. He hadn't done such a thing for a long time.

With the nourishment of Mohe, the two green plum trees swayed gently with the breeze, as if they were expressing their joy.

At the current level of these two green plum trees, they want to continue to improve. With these disciples of Qingmei Temple who have not yet become immortals, it may take a long time to accumulate to slowly improve. How can they compare to Mo He's current nourishment?

After standing there for a long time, at least a few hours passed. There were many disciples of Qingmei Temple on Wangyue Mountain. However, Mo He stood here, no one came to disturb him. They had no idea of ​​coming here to take a look. This was absolutely impossible in the past.

After a few hours, the sky gradually darkened. Brother Mo took back his palms on the two green plum trees. Looking at the green plum trees that seemed to have become brighter, he began to think about whether to transplant these two green plum trees into the sky.

Although Wangyue Mountain is good, it has been growing here. The environment where the two green plum trees grow is still affected and is not the best choice. However, it seems that it is not good to move it away.

While thinking about it, Mo He suddenly heard a sound of footsteps, and then turned his head and saw a Taoist boy wearing a Taoist robe with long pink and jade, jogging up the steps and running towards this side.

When Mo He saw this little Taoist boy, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He stood here for so long and no one came to disturb him. This was naturally Mo He's method. Although it was not a powerful method, no one should have passed. However, this little Taoist boy ran over.

The little Taoist boy wearing a Taoist robe ran to the two green plum trees, and then saw Mo He standing there. Then he stopped hurriedly and bowed to Mo He's not very standard, looking very cute.

But after the salute, he opened his mouth, not knowing how to call Mo He. He had never seen this elder before, and he did not know which generation of disciple he was.

Mo He looked at the little Taoist boy in front of him, looked at him carefully, then squatted down slightly, and took the initiative to speak: "You just call me the ancestor, what's your name?"

"I have met the ancestor, my disciple is Ye Huan!" The little Taoist boy immediately said nervously.
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