The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

The rain outside the window was heavy, and only the sound of rain could be heard in my ears, and the whole world was filled with a strange tranquility.

Qin Mo stood in front of the window, and the communication jade slip on his waist suddenly lit up, and Lin Yuan's voice came out from the jade slip: "Fellow Daoist Qin Mo, there are strange things in Wanshan Town."

Qin Mo's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly walked out of the house.

The moment he stepped on the bluestone slab, the whole world changed. The originally empty and quiet street became noisy in an instant. night market.Even the rain that had been falling had stopped.

Qin Mo stopped in his tracks. The surrounding environment was so strange that he released his divine sense and slowly moved forward.

There were no lights ahead, but the darkness was full of people. They were trading items, talking constantly, and even a few people had conflicts. If it was in the daytime, it would be a lively scene, but now this kind of The situation seems very strange

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Wanshan Town is different from Qingming Island, most of the people in the town are monks, and Qin Mo even saw a few monks in the Nascent Soul Stage.

After thinking about it on the spot, Qin Mo left the door of the inn and stepped onto the noisy main street.When the monks selling items on the roadside saw him, they all sold items to him with smiles on their faces. Qin Mo shook his head and left quickly.

Not long after walking, Qin Mo met a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.In Wanshan Town, Nascent Soul cultivator has a very high status.The middle-aged man held his head high, with his hands behind his back, with a haughty expression, seeing Qin Mo's cultivation, he nodded in Qin Mo's direction rather reservedly.

Qin Mo paused, what happened in Wanshan Town?There was no sign of stiffness in the movements of the people in the town, and no problems could be seen. If it weren't for the wrong environment at this time, he would not have noticed the abnormality in Wanshan Town at all.

Qin Mo was standing in front of an attic right now, facing the door of the attic.In the darkness, the plain white robe on his body emitted a faint light.This robe was given to him by Uncle Cang, and it is a high-level defensive magic weapon.

In the attic, an old man squinted his eyes while looking at Qin Mo outside the door, his eyes glistening. He could tell at a glance that the clothes on the man outside were made of top-grade jade silk, and one piece was worth three hundred top-grade spirits. Shi, this man is definitely a fat sheep.

Having come to a conclusion in his mind, the old man stroked his beard, walked to Qin Mo's side with a smile on his face, and said, "Little friend, you are quite unfamiliar, are you new to this place? I am Shangshanfang Qiu Ji, the steward, may you come in and take a look?"

Qin Mo shook his head, stepped up and walked to the side.

"Little friends may not know that the things we have in Shangshanfang are not only numerous but also very precious..." Seeing that Qin Mo was about to leave, Qiu Ji's figure flashed, blocking his way, and cheerfully persuaded him.

Qiu Ji in front of him smiled like a fox, but Qin Mo's movements stopped.When he walked past those roadside stalls earlier, after he shook his head, those people stopped pestering them and continued to greet others.Thinking about it now, the actions of those people seemed to be programmed, and every move followed a certain pattern.

But the Qiu Ji in front of him is obviously different.

Qin Mo stood at the same spot, his eyes seemed to glance over Qiu Ji's body inadvertently, and then his eyes fell on Shangshanfang behind him.Inside Shangshanfang, many magic treasures were emitting dazzling light. Qin Mo narrowed his eyes and asked, "What do you have here?"

Seeing Qin Mo like this, Qiu Ji smiled heartily and frowned, looking more like a fox. When he swung his sleeves, a little gray-black mouse appeared in his palm.The mouse was only as big as his palm, and it was sitting obediently in his palm at this moment.

Seemingly seeing Qin Mo's doubts, Qiu Ji said: "This is a hunting mouse, as long as it smells people, it can find him no matter which interface it is in."

Qin Mo's breathing was stagnant, and his left hand unconsciously stroked the round bead on his heart, looking for a mouse?

Seeing that Qin Mo had moved, Qiu Ji stretched out his left hand, spread out his palm, and made a "five" in front of Qin Mo, his tone full of bewitching meaning: "As long as five hundred high-grade spirit stones, little Friends can have this mouse tracker."

Qin Mo's fingertips trembled, and his fingers approached his cosmos bag.

There was a smile on the corner of Qiu Ji's mouth, but his eyes couldn't hide his excitement as he stared at Qin Mo's fingers, five hundred high-grade spirit stones.

When Lin Yuan came, what he saw was this scene. He stepped forward quickly and stopped Qin Mo's movements. Seeing Qiu Ji's displeased expression and Qin Mo's puzzled expression, Lin Yuan showed a shallow smile , Said: "Sorry, we don't have spirit stones on us."

At the same time, Lin Yuan's voice transmission sounded in Qin Mo's ear: "Don't buy it, it's all fake."

Qin Mo paused, but in the end he didn't take out the spirit stone in the Qiankun bag, but only nodded in agreement with Lin Yuan's statement.

Seeing them like this, Qiu Ji's original smiling face slowly turned cold, and he snorted coldly. He flicked his sleeves and turned back directly to Shangshanfang.

With a rare serious expression on Lin Yuan's face, he watched Qiu Ji leave, and he said slowly: "The entire Wanshan Town is covered by a formation, and we are in the formation. It's all illusory."

Seeing Qin Mo's gaze sweeping over the surrounding crowd, Lin Yuan's tone was full of pity: "These people are already dead, and they are all walking corpses at this moment."

Having said that, he paused slightly, his eyes sparkling, and he looked at Shangshanfang in front of him: "If you just traded with him, you will become one of them."

Qin Mo's breathing was stagnant, and his voice was dry: "Today Qingming Island..."

"Don't worry, they haven't traded with anyone in Shang Shan Fang today, and they have left safely."

Qin Mo was relieved, and looked at Shangshanfang with fixed eyes. What is going on with Shangshanfang?

Lin Yuan raised his sleeve and said, "Shangshanfang is the eye of this formation."

Seeing the doubt in Qin Mo's eyes, Monk Jingyuan, who had been standing quietly behind Lin Yuan, explained: "Uncle Lin Yuan is a famous formation master." At the end, there was no lack of pride in his tone.

Qin Mo nodded, and the Thunderbolt Sword appeared in his hand.Under the dark night, the purple light flickered, illuminating the surrounding world.

With a steady gaze, he clenched the Thunderbolt Sword in his hand, and suddenly jumped up, raising the long sword in his hand.Since this is the eye of the array, it will be destroyed.

The blade of the sword trembled slightly, drawing a dazzling arc, which looked particularly scorching under the cold moonlight.

With just one blow of the sword, Shangshanfang was split open from the middle.

With the sudden collapse of Shangshanfang, a ripple visible to the naked eye slowly spread from the middle.The formation covering Wanshan Town was broken.

The surrounding hustle and bustle quickly dissipated like a farce, and in the blink of an eye, the bustling town disappeared, replaced by a huge deep pit.

This pit is huge, almost occupying half of the entire Wanshan Town. The bottom of the pit is covered with white bones, and the edge of the deep pit is even dyed bright red by blood.

On the edge of the giant pit, there are many human bodies standing. They have already lost their vitality, their faces are pale, their bodies are shriveled, and all the flesh and blood in their bodies have disappeared.But it seemed to be controlled by something, and it kept wandering in place.

"I didn't expect that such an accident would happen in Wanshan Town, causing people in the town to lose their lives for no reason." Lin Yuan sighed, showing his unbearable expression: "It's a pity that I came too late, otherwise I would have saved some people." life."

Just as Lin Yuan was sighing, Qin Mo's dantian suddenly trembled, and the miniature stone tablet that had been quietly staying in his dantian suddenly trembled.

This stele was obtained by him in the dark tomb, and it is related to the evil ghosts. Could it be that the evil ghosts did what happened in Wanshan Town?Isn't the damn ghost family sealed?

The movement of the stone tablet became bigger and bigger, and a golden light shone in Qin Mo's dantian.A burst of cold air quickly rose from the feet of the few of them, and Qin Mo's pupils shrank.

He quickly poured spiritual power into Luolei Sword, the long sword trembled, and slashed towards his feet with a biting sword energy.At the same time, the body stepped back and sternly said: "Be careful."

The four of Lin Yuan had a lot of experience in fighting the enemy, and they had already noticed the change when it happened.The figure retreated violently, although the movement was a little hasty, but it was very calm, without any panic.

A large stream of blood poured out from the bottom of the pit. The blood was bright red and warm, as if it had come from a living person.Gusts of wind mixed with endless bloody air blew out from the bottom of the pit.

A black monster stood up from the bottom of the pit. He was tall and tall, and black scales could be seen vaguely on his body. There was a lot of hostility in his scarlet eyes.Seeing Qin Mo and the others, he stretched out the long snake and licked his lower lip, with obvious salivation in his eyes.

Qin Mo was slightly taken aback, this is...

"Evil ghost!" Lin Yuan's voice was cold, with a coldness in his tone for the first time.

Glancing at Lin Yuan, Qin Mo became even more suspicious. The evil ghosts have been sealed in the dark tomb of the Spiritual Realm, how did he know?