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45 This Jianghu, Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons New Book

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During the day, he played the zither and danced with the sword, drank wine and wrote poems. At night, under the moon and flowers, there was a dragon and two phoenixes.

Mo Han's life was not ordinary, but he did not forget the big things.

As expected, the Nine Yang Divine Skill was hidden in the belly of the white ape, in a nameless valley around Zhuwu Lianhuan Village.

However, there were too many Nameless Valleys around, and Mo Han could not find the exact location. He could only instruct Zhu Changling to bring a few hundred servants and guards to dig three feet into the ground and search thoroughly.

Heaven did not disappoint those who put in the effort.

Ten days later, Zhu Changling ran in with a face full of joy.

"Senior, we've found the Nameless Valley you mentioned. There are many monkeys and an immortal's cave!”

Mo Han's eyes lit up. He stood up immediately and said,""Let's go, quickly bring me there!"

The group of people galloped on their horses for a full hour before arriving at the Nameless Valley.

Looking at the surrounding environment and a few monkeys, Mo Han nodded. If he was not mistaken, this was the place!

As expected, there was a dead ape in the cave dwelling, emitting a stench.

Zhu Jiuzhen and Wu Qingying covered their noses, unable to bear it.

Mo Han also held his breath and said,"Zhu Changling, go and take out the thing in the white ape's abdomen!"”

Zhu Changling's expression changed slightly, but he still braced himself and endured the stench. He cut open the white ape's abdomen and took out the Nine Yang Divine Skill inside.

After washing it clean, Zhu Changling did not dare to be greedy. He immediately handed it to Mo Han and said,""Young Master, this is what you want."

Mo Han nodded and took it. As expected, it was the Nine Yang Divine Technique. He continued,"

"Very good. Zhu Changling, you did well this time. Jiu Zhen, when you return, teach your father the secret to cultivating the eighth grade of the Single Solar Finger!”

"Yes, sir!"

Zhu Jiuzhen hurriedly replied. Without Mo Han's orders, she did not dare to preach privately.

As a maidservant, Zhu Jiuzhen was very clear about her identity and status.

Zhu Changling was even more delighted. He hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed,

"Thank you, Senior. Thank you, Senior. "I didn't expect that I, Zhu Changling, would be able to break through to the Eighth-grade One Solar Finger in my lifetime. Thank you, Senior!"

Mo Han waved his hand and said,"I, Mo Han, have always been fair in my rewards and punishments." You, Zhu Changling, will naturally be rewarded for your meritorious service. If you have any ulterior motives, I will send you to see Wu Lie!”

Zhu Changling's pupils constricted as he hurriedly said,"Senior, don't worry. I won't dare to have second thoughts.”

As he spoke, Zhu Changling kowtowed again to thank him. He was really afraid.

Mo Han was young, but he was decisive in his actions. There was no room for negotiation most of the time.

For example, his adopted brother Wu Lie had been sent away by Mo Han with a single palm because of a moment of impulsiveness.

Furthermore, it was the long-lost Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

How could Zhu Changling dare to have second thoughts?

……

The night was like water. Mo Han stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the bright moon in the sky, momentarily lost in thought.

Now that he had the Nine Yang Divine Skill, it was time for him to start a new journey.

Yitian's world was not simple. There were truly crouching tigers and hidden dragons, and experts were as common as clouds.

Apart from Shaolin's Three Duties, the Xuanming Elders, Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San under Prince Ruyang were also experts.

In addition, there was also the Western Region's Vajra Sect. To be able to nurture experts like A'er and A'san, their strength was naturally not weak.

More importantly, it was still a question whether their Ancestral Master, Firesword Dhuta, was alive or dead.

After all, Zhang Sanfeng was still alive and well, and Firescort Dhuta was much younger than him. It was hard to say whether he was dead or alive!

In addition, there was also the ancestor of the Xuanming Elders, Daoist Baisi. How could he be weak if he could teach such an expert like the Xuanming Elders?

Even if he wasn't as good as Zhang Sanfeng, he was still at the late stage of the Houtian Realm or even the peak of the Houtian Realm!

As for Guo Xiang, the founder of Emei, he was still in seclusion. Whether he succeeded or not, whether he was dead or alive, was still unknown.

The yellow-robed woman, the descendant of Yang Guo, was also unfathomable.

In addition, there was also Shaolin Temple, which had a thousand-year-old heritage. Its foundation was also extraordinary. It was not as simple as it seemed. After all, the thousand-year-old temple was of the same origin!

There was also the Ming Cult that could go against the Dayuan Imperial Court. They were even more terrifying!

The most powerful people in Ming Cult were not experts like Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, or the Five Loose Cultivators. None of them were a match for Xuanming Elders. The truly powerful ones were the Five Banner Division!

An elite army that could defeat the Dayuan army and destroy the Dayuan Imperial Court!

In comparison, the current Wudang Sect was nothing.

There was only one martial arts legend, Zhang Sanfeng, who was over a hundred years old. His Vitality was insufficient and he could no longer be a desperate warrior.

However, Zhang Sanfeng had done Mo Han a favor, so Mo Han could not just sit by and watch Wudang be in a precarious situation.

The reason why he crippled Song Qingshu previously was not only because he did it casually, but also because he wanted to eliminate a threat to Wudang Sect.

If Song Qingshu was not crippled, Wudang might very well be destroyed in his hands. After all, Mo Han knew very well what kind of person Song Qingshu was.

Thinking of this, Mo Han had a plan in mind.

Wu Qingying sat beside him, playing the zither.

Zhu Jiuzhen walked forward and gently draped the cloak over Mo Han's body. He said gently,""Young Master, it's getting cold."

Mo Han nodded." Jiuzhen, Qingying, I have a mission for you."”

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