The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

The place where Qin Mo is now is a large hall. There are four huge stone pillars carved with intricate dragon patterns around the hall. It is these four stone pillars that support the entire hall. In the center of the hall are strangely placed three futons.

The appearance of the futons is extremely ordinary, as if they are woven from mortal weeds, but what is strange is that there is a huge light yellow light beam around these futons, enveloping them.

Apart from Kong Xiao, there are many other monks here, and among them, Qin Mo even saw the disciples of the Qingmen for several months.These monks were standing or sitting, scattered throughout the hall.Seeing Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng suddenly appear here, their expressions changed slightly.

Qin Mo glanced over the crowd, and saw that except for the few disciples of the Yueqing Sect, there was more or less displeasure on the faces of the others. He was a little puzzled in his heart, but his face remained calm.

Kong Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the embarrassed Qin Mo and Lin Zizheng, and said, "Brother Qin Mo, do you also want to inherit the futon inheritance?"

"Futon inheritance?" Qin Mo's thin lips were slightly pursed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Seeing Qin Mo's expression, Kong Xiao's eyes flickered, he opened the folding fan in his hand, fanned it slightly, and said, "The futon inheritance is the most mysterious existence in Huangtian's secret realm."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but paused, pointed to the few inconspicuous futons in the middle of the hall, and continued: "That is the inheritance futon, and the inheritance has not yet been opened. When the yellow light disappears, just sit Above, you can accept the inheritance. The so-called inheritance will not only permanently improve the cultivator's cultivation base, but what is more precious is that this futon will choose the most suitable exercise for each person according to his spiritual root and aptitude. but……"

Kong Xiao's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes swept over everyone present: "This futon only accepts monks under the age of [-], that is to say..." Kong Xiao closed his hands with a "slap" Looking at Qin Mo with burning eyes, he continued, "Only true geniuses can sit on this futon."

Seeing Qin Mo's frown, Kong Xiao knew what Qin Mo was thinking, and couldn't help but sneered, and said, "I won't lie to you, these are all recorded on the stone tablet in front of the door. content!"

After hearing his words, Qin Mo couldn't help but feel moved, and immediately understood the reason why everyone present looked so bad. There are only three futons here, but there are many monks under the age of [-]. The arrival of the two of them obviously brought a lot of trouble to everyone present. pressure.

Qin Mo's face remained unchanged, he nodded to Kong Xiao, and said "thank you". He knew that Kong Xiao had told him this out of good intentions, and he couldn't help feeling a little grateful in his heart.

Then he glanced at the few people who had been following Kong Xiao, Qin Mo frowned slightly, and led Lin Zizheng towards the direction of the disciples of the Yueqing Sect.

Seeing Qin Mo's back, Kong Xiao couldn't help but pause while holding the folding fan, then the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said with some dissatisfaction: "It's really heartless! Throw it away after you use it up!"

Ignoring the scrutinizing gazes of the people around him, Qin Mo went straight to the disciples of the Yueqing Sect.Seeing these disciples looking slightly embarrassed, Qin Mo couldn't help guessing in his heart that they must have gone through some hardships and dangers before.

With a slight movement of his fingertips, several bottles of Juling Pill appeared in his hand. Ignoring the excited and adoring eyes of those disciples, Qin Mo put the Juling Pill into their hands, then sat straight on the ground and began to adjust his breath. His expression was still indifferent, only the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Lin Zizheng glanced around, he didn't adjust his breath like Qin Mo, but stood straight in front of Qin Mo, blocking those unclear eyes around him.

A group of beautiful women stood not far from them, and the woman in white at the head was even more outstanding in appearance.When she looked at Qin Mo, she couldn't help frowning slightly. This Qin Mo actually came here, and with the addition of Kong Xiao whose strength is unknown, the futon dispute might be extremely fierce.

Thinking of this, she took out a jade slip from the Qiankun bag and poured her own spiritual power into it. There was a light flash on the jade slip, and then there was no reaction.

Seeing this situation, the woman frowned even tighter. What happened to Deacon Meng and Deacon He? They have lost contact with them since they entered the secret realm.A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, he must tell the head of this matter when he returns this time, men are just unreliable.

After an unknown amount of time, the entire hall suddenly shook. Sensing the strange situation at this moment, Qin Mo immediately opened his eyes and looked straight ahead.

The light yellow light around the three futons has disappeared, and the most peculiar thing is that the original unpretentious futons seem to have a little bit of golden light all over them, which seems a little mysterious.

The eyes of everyone present lit up at this moment, and their eyes turned red involuntarily.But then they looked at the people around them vigilantly, and did not take immediate action, because they knew that the person who stepped forward at this moment would definitely become the target of everyone.

The whole hall fell silent for an instant.

Qin Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and he glanced at Lin Zizheng at the side, seeing him nodding to himself, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The entire hall was silent, and Qin Mo became the focus of everyone's attention when he moved.

Even though so many people were watching, Qin Mo's footsteps were still unhurried, walking towards the futon.

At the moment when he was about to approach the futon, someone finally lost his composure, and a figure suddenly appeared obliquely, blocking Qin Mo's progress. Seeing Qin Mo's cold face, his voice couldn't help shaking Shaking, but still stubbornly said: "Qin...Qin Mo, even if you are the elder brother of Yueqingmen, you can't directly occupy this futon like this!"

Seeing someone blocking Qin Mo, many people in the crowd blushed and came to Qin Mo, yelling: "Yes! This Taoist brother is right, there is no Yueqing sect here. ! Why do you occupy the futon!"

Hearing what they said, the disciples of the Qing Sect also quickly came to Qin Mo's side in those few months. The leader gave them a contemptuous look, snorted coldly, and said, "It's just because our senior brother is a genius!"

Seeing this situation, Kong Xiao on the side narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped the few people behind him who were ready to move, and said in a cold tone, "It's just a group of jumping clowns in the Qi refining period!"

The woman in white at the side moved slightly, but then she glanced at Qin Mo's indifferent face, gritted her teeth, and finally stopped, and said to the people behind her, "Look again!"

Qin Mo's eyes turned slightly, he glanced at the people in front of him, and said indifferently, "Then what do you want?"