[Cultivation] Everyone begs me

This is exactly spring, the season of spring flowers blooming.The sun is shining and warm, and the spring breeze is warm.There were people coming and going on the streets of Pingcheng, and people were all wearing light spring clothes. The girl's slim figure was particularly eye-catching under the cover of the elegant skirt.

With such an eye-catching existence, there is naturally an unsightly existence.At the corner of the street or on the side of the street, there were a few beggars in ragged clothes and dirty faces.They either sit side by side, or kneel on the ground, or pester passers-by for begging.However, one of the beggars was particularly eye-catching.

This is a child in his early ten years old, different from the dirt of other beggars, although the clothes on his body are also very worn out, but they are very clean, as if they are often cleaned.His face and hands were washed clean.A very small face, which can be said to be delicate, is expressionless.His eyes were cold, staring straight ahead indifferently.He sat cross-legged, with his back straight, as if he was not a beggar in the busy city, but an honored guest in the hall.

He didn't seem to have the intention of begging, he turned a blind eye to everyone's surprised eyes, and he didn't have any complaints about the empty money bowl in front of him.

"This little beggar is sick and crazy!" A whisper came from not far away.

Mo Chen's eyelids drooped slightly, covering his pupils.His face was very calm, not the slightest bit moved by all this.

As if all the emotions were exhausted in those two lives, all eyes could be ignored with a very indifferent and irrelevant attitude.Mo Chen doesn't know whether this is good or bad, but he seems to never be able to return to his former hometown. He has forgotten his former parents and companions, and his former relatives, friends and lovers have abandoned him.During the day he was the only one struggling to survive.

Thinking of the experiences of the past few days, a cold light flashed in Mo Chen's eyes.

When he woke up, he was lying alone in a ruined temple.Hungry, with a fever, although death was only one step away from him, he still struggled to survive.He was surprised to find that he was still alive and did not die under Chen Tuimo's hands, but since he survived, he would never die easily again.

He thought he was occupying another strange body, but he didn't expect that when he washed off the dirt on his face, he found that it was himself.That's right, it was the ordinary Mo Chen, who could only be said to have a handsome and almost ordinary face, and even the scars left behind when he was a child existed on his body that had shrunk to a ten-year-old body.This made him rejoice for a while.After experiencing the indifference and hatred of the relatives and friends of the original owner, he has a shadow about seizing the house.Who knows if there will be another group of people trying to kill him.It's still the most comfortable to use your own things.

Mo Chen has no hatred for that Mo Chen's relatives and friends, he understands that everything they do is for their relatives, and he is just a robber after all, shamelessly occupying what Mo Chen has.He was just chilling.As for Chen Tuimo, Mo Shen silently put his hand on his dantian, frowned slightly, as if he could still feel the unforgettable pain.Maybe, he thought, he would never see him again.

He doesn't know where he is now, and whether he can still meet Chen Tuimo, but what if he does, one is the aloof Yuanying Patriarch, and the other is a little beggar who can be crushed to death with his fingers.There probably won't be any intersection between the two.

He is just a beggar now, and survival is his only purpose.

Mo Chen shifted his gaze to the broken bowl in front of him, which he snatched from another beggar. During his illness, he fought with several beggars for a little food. He was not afraid of death, so in the end it was He won.In the not long years of cultivation, he has already learned what is the law of the jungle.Maybe he still retained a trace of the original world before, but after experiencing a death, he no longer knows whether he has been assimilated by this world.

No one will treat him well, he can only rely on himself.

Mo Chenzai sat cross-legged in place until he saw a group of people.It is said that it is a group, but it is only three or four men, plus two women.

Their faces are all very handsome. The men are all dressed in white robes with green skirts, their long hair is raised high with jade crowns, and they hold a long sword in their hands.The woman is wearing a long skirt of clear water and sky blue, and her long hair is tied up with a jasper hairpin.They all had an imperceptible self-esteem on their faces, appearing aloof and not to be clinged to.They looked at other people with a strange look, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Mo Chen understood this look very well, it was a look of looking at the weak, looking down on all sentient beings from above.Mo Chen is very clear about the person who can have this kind of dress and look.They are cultivators, and they are a group of cultivators with minor achievements.There is a compelling oppression in every move of a truly powerful person, and only those who have achieved a little can have this kind of artificial arrogance.And this kind of dress is obviously a sectarian.

At first, I thought I was thrown into a strange world again, but I didn't expect that there were also practitioners.

Mo Chen remained silent for a while, and when he saw the group of people stopped in front of an inn, as if they were about to enter the inn, Mo Chen suddenly picked up the bowl in front of him, stood up and rushed over.

His speed was very fast, and he rushed in front of them before they entered the store, but stopped a few steps away from them, but he was already noticed by those few.Mo Chen showed a pitiful expression, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand, as if to pull the hem of one of the people's clothes, but took it back embarrassingly.

"Gentlemen, please reward me with some money, or I will starve to death." Mo Chen held out his empty bowl with red eyes, and looked at them eagerly.

A trace of impatience flashed in the eyes of an older man among the men, and he waved his hand to drive him away, but one of the women said softly: "Senior brother, this kid is really pitiful, just give him some money."

The man known as Senior Brother frowned slightly, and casually threw a piece of silver to Mo Chen and said, "Junior Sister, we have to hurry to eat and hurry, if we wait any longer, we won't be able to catch up with the Zongmen Gathering, let's not be an example."

After Mo Chen took the silver and thanked him again and again, he hurried away.As he expected, before he had walked a few steps, some beggars who were silently watching in the distance rushed up after seeing that he had gained something, and entangled the group of people.Until the group impatiently drove them away.But at this moment, Mo Chen had already hid in another corner.

He looked at the broken silver in his hand, his expression slightly relaxed.Cultivators don't care about money in the world, so they are so generous.But what he cared more about was the Zongmen Conference proposed by the man.

As far as he knows, the so-called Zongmen assembly generally only has two functions, one is Zongmen Dabi, and the other is Zongmen accepting disciples.I don't know which kind of Zongmen Conference refers to.

Mo Chen didn't want to be reduced to ashes after living a mediocre life for a hundred years.He used to spend most of his energy on gaining favor with the protagonist on the way to prove the Dao, but in this life, he only wants to prove the Dao for himself, and be at ease.

Although he remembered a lot of exercises, he still felt that it was more appropriate to have a teacher.Even if there are certain constraints, there will undoubtedly be more resources.Thinking of this, he decided to worship a teacher.

Although it has been a month since he came here, Mo Chen still doesn't know where he is.This place called Pingcheng didn't exist in his memory, and he didn't even have much idea of ​​the Great Qi Empire to which Pingcheng belonged.Who let him pass through before, he was in the realm of comprehension, and he really didn't understand the world of mortals at all.Does he still exist in the world where the book is located, or has he gone to another cultivation world?Mo Chen was still very puzzled by this.

It is also not a small difficulty to find where to find a teacher to worship.

After thinking about it, Mo Chen weighed the broken silver in his hand and decided to buy a map.

Maps are not something you can just buy if you want.Mo Chen wanted to find a better bookstore, so he walked out of the corner to find a bookstore.The market where the book shop is located is often a place where literati come and go, so they are all in quite quiet places.Mo Chen walked on the street silently. As he walked, his heart suddenly moved, and he slowly accelerated his pace. He walked faster and faster, and finally almost ran.The footsteps behind her were getting louder and louder, and they didn't hide it at all.

Mo Chen turned his head slightly, and he could see three beggar-like people following behind him.Mo Chen had seen these three people, they were the ones who had just been begged by the cultivator behind him and had been driven away.

After all, Mo Chen was just a child, his footsteps were not as big as adults, and he was caught up in a while.The three approached him into an alley, with greedy and hideous expressions on their faces.Mo Chen looked at these three people coldly, and from their posture, he knew that he was missed by them.Sure enough, one of the tall men said, "Boy, take out your money. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."

Mo Chen took a step back, his face was indifferent, and he had no intention of handing over the money he got.He secretly pondered in his heart, if he really wanted to join the sect, he still had to be a little entangled in his hands.Besides, looking at the appearance of the three people, it is obvious that they not only want money, but also want to vent their anger on him.Even if he backed down, he couldn't escape a fight.

After making up his mind, a trace of hesitation flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and he put his hand into his sleeve, as if he wanted to take out something.Seeing this, the three of them showed joy, and they couldn't help but slightly stepped forward.Mo Chen Mo Chen's eyes flashed, and he pulled out his hand suddenly, a little spiritual energy condensed between his fingers, and directly pointed at the acupuncture point on the neck of the one in the middle.The face of the man in the middle changed, and before he could react, he fell down.

The other two showed astonishment on their faces, but soon they looked fierce again: "Boy, what sorcery did you use?"

Mo Chen didn't have time to answer their questions. Before they could react, he pushed them away and ran towards the other side of the alley.He has just introduced Qi into his body, so he can only mobilize a little spiritual energy.He can catch them by surprise when they are not prepared, and when they recover, he will be in trouble.As long as you pass through this alley, the street opposite is full of people coming and going.Once you drill into the crowd, they can't do anything to them.

"Hurry up!" came the roar of two people behind them.Mo Chen sneered in his heart, and his feet got faster and faster.Seeing that he was about to run out of the alley, Mo Chen's back suddenly felt cold, and two short and terrified screams sounded behind him, and then he was lifeless.

Mo Shen turned his head subconsciously, and found that a layer of blood mist had formed in the alley at some point, and the two people chasing him fell to the ground. The blood mist seemed to be alive, enveloping the bodies of those people, and then their bodies The body has disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.Almost in the blink of an eye, the three of them turned into three dense white bones.The white bones were as clean as if they had been washed with water, without any flesh and blood remaining.

Mo Chen was terrified.

The blood mist is not mist, it is clearly bugs as small as dust.Mo Chen knew that kind of bug—the corpse monster bug. This kind of bug specializes in eating human flesh and blood, and usually grows in places where there are many bones.For a dog to appear here, it must have been manipulated.No matter how you looked at it, it seemed unusual. How could Mo Chen dare to stop, and fled to the distance in a hurry.

"I didn't expect a little beggar to be able to mobilize spiritual energy, but he is a seedling." A voice suddenly sounded next to his ear, Mo Chen's body froze, his feet seemed to be rooted, and he couldn't move.A pale and thin hand stretched out from behind and caressed his face, like a cold snake spitting out a letter.Mo Chen shuddered, his mind was in chaos, and he lost consciousness. Before he fell into a coma, Mo Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was really unlucky.

In the long and narrow alley, only three bones remained, witnessing the bloody events that took place here.

As time passed, a stream of light suddenly flashed across the sky, and when the light passed by here, it suddenly stopped.I saw that streamer flashing, and it turned into a man in white and landed in the alley, his eyes flashed across the three bones: "It's so bloody, I don't know how many people it has eaten." The man muttered to himself. "This magic cultivator is really harmful." Realizing that there was a child here, the man's face became more serious.After investigating here, he pinched the sword formula in his hand, and it turned into a stream of light again and went away.