Later, his reputation became so great that the officials called him the barefoot thief because he often climbed into the courtyard barefoot to break open the door. He was a thief with a head of one hundred thousand dollars on his head.

Later, the owner of the mountain felt that robbing families and homes was not a long-term livelihood. Sooner or later, the world would be peaceful. Too many wealthy families had been offended before, and hiding in the mountains would attract officers and soldiers and swordsmen to collect them. So he followed the refugees and fled to Mozhu Mountain for refuge.

At that time, even the scattered cultivating sects in exile were mostly inherited by scholar-bureaucrats and did not accept untouchables. Only the Moshan lineage was truly educated and without distinction. The seven-generation giant thought that the mountain master was a talent that could be created, so he accepted him.

After entering the gate wall, he was named Mo Zhi.

When the Black Lotus was defeated, the pioneers and seniors of Moshan were almost wiped out in one battle, and the inheritance was cut off. Among the last survivors, the mountain master had the highest cultivation level and made the greatest contribution. Naturally, he became the giant of the sect.

In short, this is just the origin, there is nothing to say. As for the name, the mountain owner said that because the name Mo Zhi was given later and is not commonly used, he would not be able to react even if called to his face. Goutu

It’s true that Zi is not a good person to hear. There are too few people left in Mo Mountain, and they all call him master instead of giant son, so usually people inside and outside the mountain gate only call him the mountain master.”

Li Fan, "..."

Well, the mountain master is inspiring enough. After all, let alone boots, he didn’t even have to wear straw sandals. He was really barefoot and rushed all the way to the moon to achieve enlightenment! Maybe he got help from a few noble people on the way, but this

It may seem like an easy path, but not everyone can do it. It’s awesome...

Hua Nu realized that gossiping about his master was not a good idea, so he stopped with a smile and changed the subject, "Young master, I don't know what to choose? The mountain master has ordered that Luo Feng Dongtian's Taoism is mainly based on immortal zombies and flying zombies.

Copper skin and iron bones can be repaired even if they are broken by force. They are not afraid of breaking through kung fu, but they are most restrained by lightning.

There is a Binghuo Anode Thunder God Seal here. In order to fight with the old ghost, the mountain master killed the master of the Shen Ting sect and snatched the divine magic weapon. Therefore, although it cannot be seen in the light, it is not easy to pass it on to his disciples.

, but its power is indeed amazing, and it once knocked out one of the teeth of Mr. Luo Feng.

If the young master is not familiar with the thunder method, you might as well borrow this treasure to restrain the old ghost's Tao method, so as not to be taken advantage of by the other side to make things difficult for you."

Li Fan simply had nothing to complain about. Showing this magic weapon in front of an old ghost was really just to protect himself and not to find trouble? And just to fight with the old ghost's grudge, the mountain owner actually dared to kill Xuanmen people to steal goods? Yes.

Isn't it a bit putting the cart before the horse?

Oh, okay, it’s just my job. What’s there for a mountain master who is as bold as a fighter? But to be honest, except for the master who has been lonely for many years, even these lawless old devils can’t stand it.

Attracted by his charm, they rushed to accept him as their disciple! Alas, he is so handsome that I can’t help it!

Li Fan shook his head to drive away the distracting thoughts in his mind. He looked at the golden seal that Hua Nu pointed at. It was like a brick. He took it out and bumped it in his hand. Even if he didn't activate the best thunder talisman magic pot here, it would still be worth it.

A big piece hit him in the face, and he also had a toothache. But no wonder he has been suppressing Lei Bu for so many years. It turned out to be restrained by Lei Fa.

"Just borrow this," Li Fan stuffed the thunder seal into his sleeve and asked, "Is there a flying sword with thunder attributes?"

This time Hua Nu shook his head, "All the flying swords picked up by the mountain master were given to Sword Master Qin and others to study the art of making swords. I left the golden dragon and Baixing to take care of them, so wouldn't they also be given to my little master?"

Li Fan is a little regretful. Flying swords are really rare. You can still see the golden elixir level ones. Even if you find the Nascent Soul transformation level ones, they still have their own tempers and may not be able to surrender and recognize their master. The system lottery is not powerful. Is it possible?

Do you really want to make your own sword?

Looking at the many weapons and magic weapons here, there was nothing that Li Fan particularly liked, so he took out Si Nan to see if he had any suggestions. He thought that Si Nan would wander around like him, swaying from side to side, hesitating, but he didn't expect that Si Nan would be like him.

This time the spoon pointed very clearly, pointing at a yellow-brown wooden gourd.

"What's the saying about this gourd?" Li Fan looked at the gourd and saw that the ropes tied on it were rotten, and there were no talisman patterns on the outside. The texture was much worse than the elixir gourd given by the visitor.

Hua Nu thought about it for a while, "It seems to be a gourd used by a certain senior in Mozhu Mountain for drinking. After that senior passed away, he gave it to the mountain owner to keep as a memory.

This gourd is only a magical weapon in the Nascent Soul stage, and it has no weapon spirit, but it can hold more wine, so why don’t you choose a different one, young master?"

Li Fan lifted the gourd and shook it by his ear. There seemed to be wine in it, maybe it was a nectar elixir. Simon would definitely not go wrong. Even if it had no other effects, he could still give Kun some more water.

Drink it. It’s been three years, and I don’t know how Kun is doing after drinking eight tons of water a day...
Chapter completed!