Supreme Merit Cultivation System

Today was really exhausting, especially in the building behind. He was tortured to death by Jiao Liguang. However, Li Mo didn't actually take it too seriously because of the many worries he had because of Jiao Liguang.

The worst case scenario is to offend the senior officials of the Shanhe Society who value him. He is a figure in the Mahayana realm, and he will definitely not come to him personally. Most of the trouble is just to make the people below him unhappy, and he can still handle it.

Moreover, the system does not provide relevant reminders, which means that this matter is not as unsolvable as it seems. Maybe it will become clear again in the future.

"Master, there is news about the Yishui Sect."

There is a lot of moon, and it is quite bright at night. The disciples from the Detective Hall who had been waiting outside the door for a long time bowed down and reported.

"Um... Zhou Hanfang and old monk Kaijing have returned to the villa safely?" Li Mo stopped and asked.

"Everyone arrived safely," the disciple responded.

It seems that Xiang Jia doesn't want to have a head-on conflict with him for the time being. This is completely within his expectation. After all, the senior officials of Shanhe Club value him. Everyone should think carefully about this relationship.

If you really offend the Shanhe Club, just stopping the function of the entire family's simple chapter will be enough for them to drink a pot.

Continuing to walk home, he waved his hands casually and said, "We'll talk about the Yishui Sect later, go back first."

The disciple behind him did not move, but continued: "The Yishui Sect's office is not far from here, just a hundred miles south of Zhaojing City."

Li Mo really had no intention of dealing with chores anymore. He had been working too hard today and he just wanted to take a break. However, he still stopped when he heard that the Yishui Sect's office was in the south of Zhaojing City.

Tiger Skin's ruling method is point-to-point. For example, Xiangyang City is a point, and the eighteen satellite cities attached to it are points.

If the direct line of the Xiang family controls Xiangyang City, and then the collateral lines or surnames attached to control the eighteen satellite cities, the thousands of miles around are completely under their control.

In addition to Xiangyang City, Huyang Xiangjia has another dozen or so smaller main cities and hundreds of satellite cities under its control. In terms of pure area, one-third of the tiger skin is in the hands of Xiangjia. In terms of population, compared with

A third or more

As one of the eighteen satellite cities of Xiangyang City, Zhaojing City is located three hundred miles north of Xiangyang City.

Li Mo is now at the north gate of Xiangyang City, and the Yishui Sect's office is a hundred miles south of Zhaojing City, which means it is only two hundred miles away. It doesn't cost much to drop by and have a look.

It's much more positive. I guess I don't have to be so angry that my liver hurts.

Thinking of this, he took this Detective Hall disciple up into the air, and soon arrived at a small mountain village with about a hundred households, and stood in front of the so-called Yishui Sect Office.

The barking of dogs and the coughing of male and female hens in the mountain village echoed in his ears. Staring at the three thatched adobe houses in front of him and the racks of cucumbers in the yard, Li Mo squinted his eyes.

As the de facto "landlord" of the entire human race war zone in the ancient battlefield star region, the Yishui Sect set up an office in Hupi. Li Mo's initial guess was that it was a power department used to contact all parties, monitor income and expenditure, and other matters.

It's just this dilapidated house in front of me...

My eyes turned to the door that was about to collapse, and I finally saw a stone tablet beside the door. Sure enough, it had the seven characters "Xiantian Yishui Office" engraved on it.

Seeing this scene, he had no hope of finding the target person. Even if the stone tablet was true, he also suspected that this place was indeed the office of Yishui Sect tens of thousands of years ago. It is estimated that the real Yishui Sect had moved long ago.

Since we left, this place has been occupied by villagers.

Looking at the wisps of smoke rising from the village, he felt a sense of change.

But it’s good to go back to retreat as soon as possible.

Precisely because of this idea, he no longer had any scruples or cares about being polite. He simply scanned the three huts with his spiritual consciousness...

From inside to outside, there was only one person in this so-called office who turned around to signal the disciples behind him to go back first, and then he slowly walked into the small courtyard.

After going around twice, I found a woman behind a few racks of cucumbers.

Wearing an extremely bloated cotton coat and trousers, wearing big fat and thick cotton shoes on her feet, and a towel wrapped around her head, she was picking cucumbers with her butt stuck out.

Autumn has just begun here. Is it necessary to wear so many clothes? This is the only thing left for those who are not poor? There are many words that Li Mo made up in his head irresponsibly.

I guess he had just finished his farm work and hadn't made dinner yet. He felt that he was an approachable person, and he didn't look down on the other person because he didn't show his spiritual pressure or was a mortal. Instead, he stepped forward respectfully and said to his raised butt, "Hello, auntie."

, I’m here to ask for directions.”

The woman had already picked half a basket of cucumbers with flowers and thorns on top. When she heard the sound, she turned around, revealing a face that was not very old.

She is not old, but she is not young either. Time has left thin crow's feet in the corners of her eyes. Her face is as big as a palm, with a straight and small nose, and her lips are tightly pursed in a habit of vicissitudes of life.

The only difference from ordinary village women is that her face is as white as fine porcelain, and she looks very much like a scholarly girl who married into a peasant family. She is not stunningly beautiful, but has a calmness as elegant as a chrysanthemum.

His eyes with long eyelashes looked Li Mo up and down, then he narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips moved, and the two words he spat out were: "Auntie?"

Li Mo was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself: Isn't it okay to be called aunt here? He coughed slightly and then said: "Auntie, I just want to ask if you have ever heard of Yishui Sect? There used to be a Yishui Sect office here.

Where? Where have you moved to now?"

"Auntie?" The woman smacked these two words again, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed further. She was originally holding a cucumber in her hand, but she twisted it into two pieces with gentle force with her five slender fingers.

Li Mo only felt a slight chill between his legs. He felt that this woman was probably not clear about it, probably because it had been a long time since she moved away. Most of them, mortals, had probably never heard of what the word Yishui stood for.

He stood up and was about to leave, but saw that the woman had already put down the basket and stood up. She was half a head shorter than Li Mo. There was a mysterious energy accompanying each squatting and standing position, like the mist in the distant mountains and the endless view.

Eagles soar proudly in the sky

Patting her palms with half a cucumber, she said calmly: "This is the Yishui Sect's office. It has been erected for tens of thousands of years and abandoned tens of thousands of years ago. But since I am stationed here, it is still the Yishui Sect's property."

What are you doing here?"

The faint coercion emanating from his voice made Li Mo shrink back, knowing that he was meeting a first-rate presence like Zhan Pingxuan's.

He quickly raised his hands and said: "It turns out that the aunt... cough, it's the eldest sister... ah, it's the senior who is actually from the Yishui Sect. I came here to ask about a person named Huang Qin..."

The woman squinted her eyes, looked at him again, nodded and said: "I am Huang Qin, what do you want from me?")