The Original Seeker

"Oh." It's a pity that Yu Zitong's courage only exchanged for an unsatisfactory response.

"..."

"Since the senior has decided to go to the Yin Yang Sect, then... the junior has taken the liberty to take the Shengxian Order of the Medicine King Valley." Yu Zitong struggled fiercely for a few seconds, and finally made his own choice.

At first he wanted to hug Senior Zhuji's thighs, but he has been educated from his childhood that the enchantress of the Onmyoji Sect is more terrifying than the tiger...Under the years of accumulated power, he really does not have the courage to follow.

"I'll give you the rest." Huang Fenggu's Immortal Ascension Ling was thrown in front of Han Yu by Bai Mo.

...

"Hopefully, there will be a day when mortals can cultivate immortals." After the impassioned spirit, Mo Tianxie, who was exhausted, took his last breath with regrets and dissatisfaction with his wife and daughter far away.

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"Live for me, see that day?" Han Yu, a poor boy who became rich overnight after dividing his inheritance, chanted the words that the old man named Mo left him quietly before he died.

He didn't think too much, why did Mo Tianxie choose to say this by himself in the end, maybe because the other two are not good for him?

In addition to the three yuan liter order, the old man surnamed Mo left a huge number of gold tickets. The money was originally intended to be spent after he seized the house for himself, but after being ruthlessly extinguished by Bai Mo's only hope of seizing the house, it all became a legacy left to them.

The three buried Mo Tianxie outside the Qixuanmen.

As part of the transaction, Bai Mo was going to Taizhou Fucheng first.

Yu Zitong, who had already decided to part ways, chose to say goodbye to the two to avoid long nights and dreams, and left alone with Yaowangzong's order to promote immortality.

Han Yu, with a blank look on his younger sister, knew that he was no longer safe to stay in the Seven Profound Gate with a piece of the Immortal Ascension Order. He also bid farewell to Bai Mo and chose to go his own way.

...

The road to Tai'an, the capital city, was not very peaceful. From time to time, Bai Mo could see a figure of vagrants, who would rob everything that they thought was worth looting.

From the softness of gold and silver to food, from food to clothing, and then to the flesh wrapped under the clothing.

After all, food is always scarce in a disaster year.

And human flesh is also a kind of meat.

It was only within a hundred miles of the Fucheng that the city guards were stationed and patrolled faintly, and most of the vagrants stopped here, as if it were an invisible boundary.

The vacuum between the city and the city can only pass through a caravan controlled by a powerful force like the Seven Profound Gates.

Following one of the caravans, Bai Mo also walked into this Tai'an Fucheng.

The surrounding streets are full of various shops and shops, crowded everywhere, and it is as prosperous as the outside of the city like two worlds.

However, the beggars everywhere, as well as some corpses in the corners of the dark alleys that have not had time to be dragged away, all imply that this big city is not so far away from the troubled times.

"Uncle do well, reward two silver coins, I'm going to starve to death..." a weak voice came.

Since Bai Mo didn't hide his figure, and looked at him in a attire that was definitely not Bai Ding, but also had a face of a stranger, he immediately recruited the nearest little beggar.

The beggar was thin and small, leaning over only to Bai Mo's waist, with an abscess the size of a coin on his face, and a stench that was shunned by others.

"Are you still alive?" Bai Mo looked at the little beggar who lowered his head and squinted his eyes waiting for alms, and gently swept his hair.

One.

Two.

three.

...

More than a dozen bugs fell from his head.

"..."

He hadn't seen anything like this since begging with memory.

While speaking the most cold-blooded words, while doing the most gentle movements.

Yes, the most gentle.

In his short life, there has never been anyone who would catch those annoying bugs on his head for him. Those people would just let themselves go quickly, and even beating and scolding would feel dirty and smelly.

"The body of Si Yin was born in a male body, so it can live to the present?"

"?"

The little beggar looked up blankly, looking up at the adult who didn't know what was saying something strange.

"I see, you cleaned your body, and the cleansed body saved your life for the time being." Bai Mo scanned it again with his spiritual thoughts and came up with this answer.

"Jing-body?" The beggar didn't understand the word too much.

When the poor families cannot afford to support them, some of them will choose to send the extra children in the family to castration, and then sell them to large households as slaves. This little beggar may have had a similar experience. Behind him, I was very unlucky again...

"Just ready to go to Yin Yang Sect, just take him."

"Do you know where to ask Tianmen?" Bai Mo made a casual decision and asked.

"know."

"Take me over."

"Ok."

Since then, no one has seen him again, this little beggar who often haunts this road.

But no one cared.

They are like wild dogs on the roadside. Only when they die in a corner will someone clean their bodies.

...

"A greeting to the leader?" In front of Wentian Gate, the concierge glanced suspiciously at the big and small two people in front of him.

There is a big scar on the small face, and the movements are still a little shrunk. Although he is wearing a set of pretty good clothes, he is obviously not used to it. If he can't help twisting his body, it is most likely that he is from a poor family.

As for the big... master, absolute master.

Because he found that he couldn't even have the courage to look directly at each other, so he only dared to peek sideways occasionally.

"Heroes, please, the madam and the young lady are already waiting in the meeting hall." After half a tea time, the concierge used a more humble attitude and politely asked Bai Mo to get started.

This Wentian Gate was exactly the sect established by Mo Tianxie, and the word Wentian was exactly what he said in his heart. After he disappeared, his wife and daughter controlled the sect.

Bai Mo walked into the meeting hall step by step. Where did the little beggar see this image behind him, trying to pull the corner of his clothes to the side, but found that no matter how he grasped it, he couldn't touch the clothes that seemed to be near him. angle.

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In the meeting hall ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, five beautiful women are sitting in jeopardy, staring at Bai Mo who walks casually, because he mentioned in the greeting that there is information about her husband who has been missing for more than half a year.

"I'm a guest from afar, for tea." Although the headed woman's face was frosty, she was still not rude in the slightest.

"I'll make a long story short, Mo Tianxie is dead." Bai Mo picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said.

"Essence is exhausted, and reluctantly can be regarded as old age."

"My father is a good congenital master, how could he suddenly run out of essence and die?!" Mo Fengwu, the youngest in the crowd, questioned at this time.

"Practicing exercises go crazy." Bai Mo didn't intend to explain any more, "I came here this time, but it was just a deal, and the cause of death is all here."

"transaction?"

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