The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother

In the middle of a green medicine field, the breeze blows through, and the scent can be smelled by the nose. It is different from the entire dark tomb environment. It is like a piece of sunshine. It shines into the dark and dark tomb, and people feel relaxed for a moment.

Before the two small tombs of Qinmo Station, his eyes were somewhat erratic. After coming to this world, he had two masters, one of whom gave up for various reasons, and the other lost his life for him.

"He said, after he died, he had to bury the house with the mother in the medicine field. Here is where they met." Wen Qing’s voice came from afar. He closed his eyes and fingers stroked the gravestone. I can't hear any emotion in my tone.

"Sorry." Qin ink voice clearly passed to Wen Qing's ear.

"Don't apologize, I am jealous of him. After all, you are his only disciple." Wen Qing opened his eyes and looked at Qin Mo with his eyes fixed. He couldn't see any emotions.

"Well." After a long time, the voice of Qin Mo was scattered in the air.

At the Qinmo station, the clothes were fluttering. Even if he didn't speak again, Wen Qing knew that he would put the old man in his heart. Even if he only got through this short time, it would be enough for him to clearly understand Qin Mo. character.

Wen Qing's mouth is slightly raised, so that the character is good to start, if everyone is like Lin Zikai, thinking of Lin Zikai, his brows are tightly wrinkled.

"Qin Mo Xiaoyou, Lin Zikai woke up." A voice broke the quiet atmosphere here, and then the light flashed, the figure of the old man appeared in front of Qin Mo.

The old man's face always hangs a smile, but the eyebrows can't hide the anxiety. He directly took the Qin ink arm and said: "Qin Mo Xiaoyou, you will follow me now."

Qin Mo only had time to nod to Wen Qing, and was pulled away by Wen Laotou.

Watching the two leave the back, Wen Qing’s face showed an unidentified smile, followed by them.

"Hey!" Didn't walk into Wen's small courtyard, a loud noise came from it, and then a burst of golden light flashed out of it, the energy rose and the whole small courtyard was wrapped.

The three men stepped in a foot, and the old man in the gold pen slammed his sleeves, and the waves shone, and a small door was exposed in the middle of the boiling energy. Not much to say, the three went straight into the small courtyard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Lin Zikai and the dust mites posing opposite each other.

Lin Zikai held a long stick and was impatient. He waved a stick against the dust mites on the opposite side. As the forest swayed, a golden ray glowed behind the stick, and at the same time, a heat flow hit the dusty surface.

The dust mites changed slightly, and the foot quickly retreated two steps. With both hands moving, a blue light spread from him. After two inheritances, even if he was, he did not dare to care about Lin Zikai.

The blue light and the golden light are intertwined, giving a subtle sound, and the light shines for a while, then slowly dissipates the air.

I felt the two people touch the atmosphere at once, and the old man’s figure flashed and quickly inserted between the two. He smiled and said: “There is something to say.” Then I looked at Lin Zikai and pointed to the direction of Qin Mo: “Your master is coming. It is."

Lin Zikai’s momentum was slow, and the long stick in his hand slowly dissipated. The golden light around him trembled and returned to the body of Lin Zikai. He moved to the foot and went straight to Qin Mo.

"Wake up?" I looked up and down the forest, and saw that he had recovered his energy. Qin Mo was relieved.

Lin Zikai smiled gently and was completely different from the previous fierce look. He kept a watchful eye on his dusty expression, and then he said in a hard way: "You must follow us for the third inheritance."

His tone is cold and gives a sense of cold command. Lin Ziyu snorted and ignored the meaning of dust mites. Qin Mo brows were also slightly wrinkled.

The dust mites were black and their hands were shaking. It seems that the next moment, they will once again teach a lesson.

"I know that you two are not the interface people." Stop the dust mites, watching Lin Zikai and Qin Mo, Wen old man slowly said.

Qin Mo's pupils shrank slightly, and watched the old man's eyes look a little vigilant. I did not expect him to know their origins.

Looking at the expressions of Qin and Mo, the old man's eyes are slightly curved, and the eyes reveal a bit of slyness. "There is a transmission matrix to the outside world. If you want to go out, you can leave here through that transmission." ""

Hearing can go back, Qin Mo body is a stiff, he did not forget Lingyun, they are still in the devil world, Lin Ziyan's eyes are also slightly flashing. The two looked at each other and saw the same meaning from them.

The old man's mouth is hooked, and he can see that Qin Mo and Lin Zizhen have already moved at a glance, and it is only a matter of time.

"Okay." Sure enough, he did not hesitate, Lin Zizhen did not hesitate for a long time, only a moment later agreed to the matter.

Before leaving, Qin Mo went to worship a gentle old man. After returning to Lin Zikai and Wen Qing together to clean up the herbs, he looked at some messy small courtyards behind him and left the place with the dust mites.

The dark tomb is in the corner of the spiritual source, because the cause of the evil spirits was sealed before the millennium, and it was almost abandoned by the entire spiritual source.

As time went by, few people knew the reason for the existence of the dark tomb. It was also used as an unknown place. If there is no ability to awaken Yuan Shenli people will be discarded here. Slowly, the dark tomb became like this, cold and dark.

The cemetery stands on the edge of the dark tomb. The reason for the establishment of the cemetery was to let the people in the tomb can supervise the evil ghost seal at any time. If you encounter special circumstances, you can solve it at any time. I don't know when the cemetery situation has changed completely.

Walked to the side of the tomb, watching it bright red walls, dusty brows, then sighed helplessly.

The evil spirits have been sealed for thousands of years. They have already taken it lightly and completely forgot how they ravaged the lives of the world.

Hong Min is not a villain, but he was saved by the evil spirits. Since then, he has always regarded the evil spirits as his own god. Even after the evil spirits were sealed, he did not give up. He even unconsciously turned the cemetery and even the entire dark tomb into his own territory, and he planned to release them without interruption.

This time he almost succeeded. If the old man of the golden pen found that the reincarnation of the spiritual source appeared here, he would not find their conspiracy.

Thinking about it, the dust squinted at the back of the forest, and my heart sighed again. I didn’t expect the character to change after the reincarnation.

He still remembers that before the millennium, in order to completely stop the evil spirits from raging, after the man sealed the evil spirits, he used his life to cut off the interface and contact other interfaces. Now, look at the forest, the dust mites. Shake his head and don't say anything.

There is also the Qin Mo, it is clear that only the spiritual reincarnation of the forest, the blood can unlock the seal, how can his blood work?

The mind passed over thousands of thoughts, but the expression on the face of the dust mites was unchanged. The hands were attached to the huge blue cow below, and the source of power was continuously input into it.

This green cow is similar to the giant eagle of the forest, and it is condensed into a beast with the power of the gods. Dust mites are very skillful to use, even if the young cows carry five people on their backs, the speed of the blue cow is very high.

Passing through the dark tomb, the blue cow only took a few hours to leave.

Outside the dark tomb, the spiritual source is completely different from the dark tomb. If the dark tomb is like a dead graveyard, then the outer spiritual world is a vibrant world.

Along the way, Qin Mo discovered that it is very similar to the realm of cultivation. The difference is that the cultivation of the realm is based on the use of spiritual power, and here it is based on the use of Yuan Shenli.

Qin ink moved on the line, watching the above-mentioned stepping on the transparent invisible flying sword and galloping through the youth, his eyes flashed, perhaps here was an interface in the realm of cultivation.

When I first read the novel, I was too hasty. In addition to the protagonist's character of the protagonist, Qin Mo remembered that it was not clear. I remember that the master was just because he had the same name as himself.

However, according to the general law of the breed, the world should become one of the protagonists.

When the crowds were in a chaotic mood, the blue cow carried no one to the dusty place.

The dust mites live in a mountain forest, not only because the environment is hidden, but because there is a tower of God, his mission is to guard the tower, waiting for the reincarnation of the spiritual source.

After coming here, Lin Zizhen adjusted for a moment, looked at Qin Mo, and walked directly into the ancient stone tower.

When Lin Zikai just walked into the tower, there was a burst of violent gas rising from the ground, directly into his body, and raging in his veins. Far away, I can hear a sound from the distance.

Lin Zizhen’s face changed slightly, it seems that this inheritance is not simple.

Before the stone tower, I watched Lin Zizhen's figure completely covered by the stone tower. Qin ink eyes were slightly stunned, and my heart could not help but feel a little emotion. It seems that no matter how it changes, Lin Zikai still grows along his path.

So where is his road? Thinking this way, Qin Mo’s heart snorted, and it seems that he really stayed in this place for a long time, and his mind is somewhat unclear.

Of course, he must constantly advance, strive to improve his own strength, and then tear the space and return to truly belong to his own world.

Qin Mo turned and left, the sun fell on his clothes corner, and there was a slap in the arc. But he never thought about whether he really could find his own world.

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