The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

It's the third day of commitment.

Thinking of this, Qin Mo frowned slightly, and he was not in the mood to stay here for a long time. After saying goodbye to Wen Qing, he went back to his residence.

After Qin Mo left, Wen Qing sat where she was, looking at the cup Qin Mo had used earlier, her eyes were dim, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Chen Xiao lives in the mountains and forests, and the house looks very simple, but he is a person who values ​​life very much, as can be seen from the layout of the house.Although Qin Mo lived in a simple guest room, the layout was exquisite, and even the bedding on the bed was woven with precious silk.

Qin Mo sat cross-legged on the bed, his mind scanning his body.Because there is no spiritual energy in the air, the spiritual power in the veins in his body is almost dry, and he can only faintly see some purple light.

Skipping the tendons directly, Qin Mo cast his consciousness into the dantian.Even without the support of spiritual power, the cluster of thunder and fire was still burning vigorously in Qin Mo's dantian.Beside Lei Huo, a square gray object floated in it.

The square object was the object that flew out of the stele when it was on the altar.Looking closely, this object is a shrunken stone tablet, and even the traces on it are exactly the same as the stone tablet.

As soon as Qin Mo's consciousness touched the stele, a paragraph of words appeared in his mind out of thin air.

Through this passage, Qin Mo understands that the primordial power of the spiritual source world is the spiritual power of the cultivation world.

The spiritual source world at the beginning was just an ordinary interface among the thousands of interfaces in the cultivation world. The difference is that the people in this interface are extremely good at using the power of spiritual consciousness.Later, in order to seal the evil spirits, this interface was completely closed, and the outside world gradually lost the better way to use the consciousness.

In addition to this information, there are only some simple methods of using the primordial power in the small stone tablet, including how to condense the primordial power

The method of powerful weapons and spirit beasts.

It has been a few days since he got this small stele, Qin Mo inspected this stele over and over several times, but he could only get this information, and found nothing else.

Sighing, Qin Mo could only give up, and began to study the power of primordial spirit.He had condensed the primordial power weapon by mistake before, but now that he has systematic knowledge, he must study hard.

Another two days passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, just as Qin Mo walked out of the room, he heard a loud "boom" from a distance. Looking up, he saw the stone tower standing in the distance slowly collapsing up.

Lin Zizheng was still inside, Qin Mo paused, turned his feet, and headed towards the stone pagoda.When he arrived at the stone pagoda, Chen Xiao and Old Man Jinbi were already standing there, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

"The divine pagoda has fallen down." Chen Xiao put his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the stone pagoda in front of him, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or happiness.

A burst of golden light emerged from the ruins of the stone pagoda, and the golden light became more and more intense, and finally paved a bright golden road, spreading in front of the three of them.Lin Zizheng's figure slowly emerged from it, and as soon as he appeared, he walked forward in the direction of the golden road.

Feeling the much stronger pressure on him than before, Chen Xiao and the old man Jinbi showed joyful smiles on their faces, and they looked at each other. They both saw the gratification in their eyes. After so many years, Lingyuan he Finally home.

Directly ignoring the gazes of Chen Xiao and Old Man Jinbi, Lin Zizheng walked up to Qin Mo's side and said, "Elder brother, I'm back."

When his gaze swept across Qin Mo's back, Wen Qing who was standing far away under an ancient tree, his eyes dimmed suddenly.

As if feeling the coldness coming from Lin Zizheng, Wen Qing slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly revealed a smile, with an indescribable provocation on his face.

Lin Zizheng's eyes were dark, he smiled at Qin Mo, and said easily, "Brother, when shall we go back?" But the cuff of his right hand trembled slightly, and an invisible light shot straight at Wen Qing's body. Shoot straight in the past.

Wen Qing smiled mockingly, waved his hand casually, and Lin Zizheng's originally menacing attack was resolved by him in this way.

Qin Mo turned his back to Wen Qing, and didn't notice the turbulent relationship between Lin Zizheng and him. Hearing Lin Zizheng's question, he shifted his gaze to Chen Xiao and Old Man Jinbi standing beside him, and didn't speak. But the meaning is already obvious.

The complexions of Chen Xiao and Old Man Jinbi changed, and finally Chen Xiao couldn't hold his breath. He stared at Lin Zizheng, gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you recover your memory?"

Lin Zizheng raised his brows, and there was a sense of disdain in his tone, he just glanced at Chen Xiao casually, and said casually: "It's just a dead person's useless memory, it doesn't matter if you remember it or not."

Chen Xiao's face turned red, he snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves, even the old man with a good temper, Jinbi, didn't look too good.

He pulled his face, showed an ugly smile, and said, "Follow me, the teleportation array is inside."

Turning around, Qin Mo saw Wen Qing under the tree in the distance as the old man with the golden pen walked inward.

When passing by Wen Qing, Qin Mo's footsteps paused, his eyes fell on him, as if he was thinking about something, Qin Mo said after a while: "You stay in the spirit source world and don't go back to the dark tomb, I will ask Chen Senior Xiao took care of you."

Although Chen Xiao was very angry with Lin Zizheng's behavior before, but Qin Mo believed that he would still be willing to ask him to help take care of someone.

Wen Qing's eyes turned slightly, and they met Lin Zizheng's eyes. He suddenly smiled gently and said, "Can I go to the realm of comprehension with you?"

Qin Mo was taken aback for a moment, then remembered what old man Wen said in the dark prison of the shogunate, paused, and nodded slightly.But he didn't see Lin Zizheng's extremely ugly face behind him.

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Watching the figures of Qin Mo and the others disappear into the teleportation formation, the old man Jinbi sighed slowly, and said, "Oh, old man Chenxiao, if you don't want to just say it, you don't have to put on a dirty face all day long!" .”

"Huh." A cold snort came, and Chen Xiao's figure slowly appeared here. He glanced at the empty teleportation array, and said coldly: "Who cares about that brat, the last time he left Well never come back."

The old man Jinbi shook his head, and didn't expose his wrong words, but frowned slightly, and said with some doubts: "I don't know why, I think Wen Qing is a little familiar, and he gives me a very bad feeling."

"You think too much, what could be wrong, besides, there is still that kid." Chen Xiao was a little impatient.

"That's right." The old man with the golden pen smiled and gave up the idea just now.