Chen Mo had gathered all these common senses in the world of cultivation from the Guta Sect over the years. When his master was still alive, he didn’t care much about him even though he had ordinary qualifications. After he was exiled to the outer sect, there were many things he heard every day. The daily tasks of the sect fill up the schedule, and he has no time to practice the exercises. What he is most familiar with is the "Spiritual Qi Gravity Technique" that he has practiced for twelve years, a basic exercise that everyone in the world of cultivation knows.
Chen Mo would not return to the Ancient Pagoda Sect of Qi State. Even if he was poisoned, he knew very well that it would be a bit too cheap for him to rush over to the sect that could abandon him without mercy.
The deaths of thousands of slaves still appeared in his mind inadvertently. If he hadn't had some brains, he would have been one of them. He hated the Guta Sect. Even if this sect took him on the path of cultivation, there would always be something wrong. One day, he will avenge this abandonment.
Chen Mo's mood fluctuated a bit during the flight. Suddenly, the spiritual energy in his body was disordered and wandered around randomly in his body. Chen Mo was shocked and quickly controlled the whereabouts of the flying talisman. He did not want to fall to death after the spiritual power of the flying talisman disappeared. That's a joke in the world of cultivation.
Chen Mo landed on a grassland and pointed at the land not far away. The spiritual power ball bombarded a small hole that could accommodate him. He jumped in and filled it with soil, making it look like nothing to a mortal. No flaws,
After all, when monks are meditating, they are most afraid of being disturbed, not to mention on such a plain with an unobstructed view.
He quickly took the antidote, and the violent spiritual energy gained a backbone, and finally calmed down little by little. After experiencing a brief loss of cultivation, the spiritual energy slowly entered the body again after burning a stick of incense.
But this time, Chen Mo's expression changed!
"The overall spiritual power...is less than 10%?!"
He was originally at the peak of the eighth level of Qi refining, but now he has just broken through to the eighth level of Qi refining. He looked inside his body and found that some of the small spiritual energy meridians had been blocked by black evil pieces. , like big rocks in a rushing river blocking the way, he clearly knew that these evil small stone-like pieces were the substances in the antidote!
Chen Mo's face darkened, and without saying much, he took another flying talisman and galloped away faster than before.
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Ten days later, Chen Mo had arrived in the middle of Zhao Kingdom. He was walking on the streets of Jing'an County, his face even uglier than before.
In this short period of time, the evil aura attacked his body more frequently. Twice, just twice, his cultivation level dropped from the eighth level of Qi refining to the seventh level. If he did not stop it, he would In a few months, I'm afraid he will truly return to mortal life.
His original plan was to join a cultivation sect in other countries with the eighth level of Qi refining and continue practicing as an outer disciple, but it was different now. No sect would want a useless monk.
He returned to the inn, sat by the bed, patted the storage bag, and took out a pure white jade pendant. Chen Mo stared at it for a while, smiled bitterly, and murmured to himself: "Do you really want to do this? "
Chen Mo was lying on the bed and recalled the time when he and Liu Qing were separated in the Lingshi Mine:
"...Junior Brother Chen, pick it up!"
Liu Qing, who was dressed in ragged clothes, looked at the collapsed Lingshi mine in the distance and laughed, then threw him a jade pendant.
Chen Mo, who was stepping on the flying talisman, frowned: "Senior Brother Liu, what is this?"
"This is my brother's back-up, and I give it to you now!" Liu Qing's handsome face looked particularly chic in the dark night: "The original owner of the jade pendant was an illegitimate son of a wealthy family, and he was about the same age as you and me. His My father has never seen the owner of the jade pendant. He is at the junction of Zhao and Chu, in Qinfeng County. Do you understand what I mean?"
Chen Mo nodded. Their current status is not suitable for living in the world anymore. Obviously, Liu Qing has more to do than he thought, no. It should be prepared for a rainy day. This jade pendant heralds a new identity that will not arouse suspicion!
Chen Mo said: "Senior Brother Liu, you gave me the jade pendant, do you have a better way to escape?"
Liu Qing smiled heartily: "Then don't worry, junior brother, I have my own solution for you!" After that, he explained some things about the owner of the jade pendant. To avoid low-level errors.
Finally, Liu Qing stared at Chen Mo closely and said seriously every word: "Junior brother, I hope that we will see each other again one day. There are not many people who admire me from the bottom of my heart. You are one of them. Remember, take good care of yourself." Stay alive!"
Chen Mo also said seriously: "Senior Brother Liu, don't worry, we will meet again one day."
"That's good!" Liu Qing cupped his fists and said, "Junior brother, take care!" Then he swung his gown and the flying talisman turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the dark night. Chen Mo looked at his back, sighed, put away the jade pendant, and Left near the Lingshi Mine...
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Three months later, Qinfeng County.
At the corner of a busy street, a young man concentrated on holding a paintbrush and painting in front of an easel. From time to time, he looked up and glanced at an ordinary woman standing not far away. She kept a smile and remained motionless. Stand in front of your drawing board.
Due to the remote location, there were very few people coming and going. The woman stood there, feeling regretful for some reason: She was really out of her mind. How could she buy such an expensive painting? Besides, this person was so young... what kind of painting could he do? ?
Just when the woman was struggling and wanted to say something, the young man said calmly: "Okay."
The ordinary woman came over immediately. She could no longer contain her surprise. She wanted to see what the artist had painted and whether it could have the same charm as she did back then.
This young man has been setting up a stall in Qinfeng County for a week. She can always see him on her way home every day. She does not yell, but only writes a line in front of the stall:
Portrait, fifty cents each.
You know, fifty cents is enough for a family of three to live in Qinfeng County for seven days. The painter in front of me dares to charge such a price for a painting. No wonder no one will buy it.
But this woman was also a beautiful woman when she was young, but as time goes by, she no longer looks the same.
A painting was priced at fifty cents, and the young man's calm expression tempted her to give it a try every day. Finally today, she gritted her teeth and took out fifty cents of copper coins and gave it to the young man in white.
"This...this is too..."
The woman walked to the painting board and was shocked by the sight before her. The woman in the painting was no different from her, but she was more than ten years younger. The wrinkles on her face had disappeared. Her skin was fair and every part of her body showed elegance. His temperament is gentle, gentle and pleasant.
She stared at the portrait on the drawing board obsessively, forgetting to even speak, as if in her eyes, she and the painting were the only ones in the world.
The young man took a sip of the water he brought and interrupted her: "Sister, what do you think?"
The woman looked at the young man with fiery eyes and said with admiration: "Thank you! Thank you so much!! Can I take this painting away now?"
"Wait a moment, let the ink dry for a while." The young man saw her expression and showed a rare smile.
The woman didn't care about other things, and guarded her carefully, fearing that something might damage this exquisite portrait. After burning the incense, and after the ink dried, she thanked her again and took the painting away.
The young man sighed and said as if talking to himself: "It's finally opened..."
The young man is none other than Chen Mo, who came from the northern border of Zhao State!
Qinfeng County is located on the border of Zhao State and Chu State. Even though the name contains the word "county", the actual area is enough to be called a state. Qinfeng County alone is divided into three areas. The central part is the largest in the city. The bustling trading market is dotted with houses and lofts. Restaurants, inns, pawn shops and other major businesses are all here.
The street that passes through this square is called Qinfeng Street. It is the most popular street in Qinfeng County. It is bustling with people and busy with traffic. There are sometimes crowded scenes during peak hours. Most of the people coming and going are ordinary people, and some Noble young people dressed in brocade clothes were shuttled in carriages driven by specialized servants.
Chen Mo walked out of the remote end of the street, and the sounds of vendors' hawking could be heard one after another, and the lively sound waves were always hovering over Qinfeng Street.
He carried the drawing board on his back and looked towards the residential area on the right, which is where Chen's mansion is located, which is also the mansion of the father of the owner of the jade pendant.
The head of the three richest people in Qin Fengcheng, the Chen family!
It was a coincidence that the same surname as Chen Mo happened to be Chen. He shook his head. After walking for about half an hour, the sky was getting dark. He turned to the left and came to the place where he lives now.
In sharp contrast to the right side, this is a slum area with a noisy environment. The periphery may be better, but the further away from the city center, the more dilapidated the scene becomes.
Most of the people living here are from the lowest level of the population. They have not received much good education since childhood. Some petty thefts are common. What's more, running rampant, killing people and stealing goods, and blocking roads and robbing are commonplace.
"I have never come back at this time before..."
Chen Mo glanced at the stars in the sky. It was already late at night. He murmured to himself that he didn't have much money anymore. Ever since he robbed a fat dandy in Changshui County, he had stopped taking action. As a monk, he always robbed ordinary people, so he didn't feel good about him. Okay, so he rarely does it.
Passing through the outer slums, Chen Mo entered the crisscrossed alleys. At a corner of the alley, a man with his hair tied up and carried behind his back suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Chen Mo's way.
There was a long scar on the man's face, and he looked weird and ferocious. Looking at Chen Mo, he laughed sinisterly: "Boy, no one told you not to walk around alone after dark?"
This place is a typical place of laissez-faire. Only during the day, the government officials will pretend to patrol, and these people will not be too presumptuous. But at night, this place is a paradise for gangsters.
Chen Mo looked at the gangster blocking the road. He was skinny and had a short knife wrapped around his waist with a worn belt. It should be his weapon.
At the same time, not far away, a thin young man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and four younger brothers, lay down not far from the corner of the alley. Seeing that the gangster with bunched hair had already robbed Chen Mo, he couldn't help but curse in a low voice. : "Fuck! The wild dog Wu Zhen actually got the better of us!"
They had already set their sights on this piece of fat when Chen Mo passed through the outer slum area, but they were a step too late during the follow-up and was snatched away by Wu Zhenxian who was squatting here!
The name of Wild Dog Wu Zhen is very resounding in the ears of the thugs and bullies in the slums. This person does not join any gangs and is completely alone. He also has some superficial skills of his own. He commits robbery, theft and robbery. He is very He soon became one of the famous bullies. According to legend, the boss of the Blackwater Gang tried to recruit him several times but was rejected.
