"It turns out it's just such a small condition..."
The middle-aged woman smiled secretly in her heart, but on the surface she looked calm and said: "It's just a simple escape technique. I'll just teach it to you. I'll also give you some tips, which will offset the remaining value of this magic weapon."
Chen Mo quickly handed over the green gourd and complimented: "Thank you, senior!"
If someone wants to rob someone, he can't stop him. He might as well take the initiative and send it over, which can leave a good impression on them and at the same time have a paralyzing effect.
Of course, if this monk in the early stage of foundation building really has malicious intentions, Chen Mo will immediately fuse the mysterious stones and throw out all the hundred talisman compilations he purchased previously. Such a big movement is enough to alarm the people in charge of the city lord's palace. A monk in the alchemy stage.
In this way, even if it couldn't cause any harm to her, it would still be enough to give Chen Mo some breathing time.
The middle-aged woman took the gourd and nodded with satisfaction after some inspection: "This magic weapon is not bad. According to my inference, it should be an item passed on to his disciples by a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment. It is indeed a good thing to put it on you." Overkill.”
Chen Mo naturally nodded in agreement, but was secretly surprised that he could guess the origin of the magic weapon in such a short time.
"Take it, the jade slip is disposable, look carefully before exiting."
The worst case scenario that Chen Mo expected did not come to pass. The middle-aged woman kept her promise and took out a blank jade slip, imprinted it with her spiritual consciousness, and waved it to him.
"This spell is called earth escape. After you master it, you can sneak and evade underground. However, there are very few monks who are proficient in it during the Qi refining period. You should practice it diligently, so as not to say that I have tricked you into using this magic weapon. Do you hear me clearly?"
"Thank you, senior!" Chen Mo took the jade slip and put it directly into his storage bag: "Can I leave, junior?"
"Go ahead."
As the sun sets, the red dust scroll ripples, reflecting the entire Beihuang County in red.
Chen Mo didn't expect to stay in the exchange meeting for nearly several hours. He walked along the secret passage and appeared behind a restaurant opposite Tianhefang. Chen Mo's consciousness was so strong that after ruling out no one following him, After tidying up his clothes, he returned to the street.
The fox mask is the exit key of the secret passage. Only with it can the stone door be opened. Chen Mo originally wanted to make a fool of himself, but he had no choice but to give up.
After asking three friendly-looking stall owners in succession, and receiving the same results, Chen Mo quickly rushed to the place where he signed up for the martial arts competition. His clothes were mostly similar to those of the monks who competed in the elixir competition. At this moment, they were clearing away the tables and chairs. It's time to evacuate.
"Brothers, wait a moment... I want to sign up for this martial arts tournament!"
Chen Mo walked in quickly, and the three people who were talking and laughing suddenly looked unhappy: "What were you doing earlier? Registration has closed!"
They packed up for a quarter of an hour in advance, so that they could go to the county's Maizui Pavilion early to indulge themselves in style. If someone interfered, it would be strange to have a good attitude.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that Chen Mo only showed the tenth level of Qi refining.
When Chen Mo heard that there was something in these words, he got closer and turned his back, blocking the sight of the remaining monks. He quietly gave three low-grade spiritual stones to a few people, winked and said: "Brother, please be accommodating... "
Several people looked at each other and thought to themselves that this guy is quite good! They stood guard here for one day, and the reward was only three spiritual stones. He was quite generous and gave them a day's income in one fell swoop.
The young monk at the head took the spirit stone calmly, coughed lightly and said: "Okay... seeing as you are so sensible, I won't do it again! Tell me, name and cultivation level and register, tomorrow at 3:00 noon Let’s start the competition, get the token and leave.”
After Chen Mo finished speaking, the fat monk on the right side impatiently threw him a wooden sign with the same material as the previous registration in Hengfu County, but this time the number was one thousand one thousand two hundred, which made Chen Mo Shocked!
He asked the monk on his left who had finished carving his name on the jade slip: "Brother, there are more than 10,000 people who signed up this time?!"
"Where do you come from as a newcomer? You don't even know how many people are participating!" The young monk in charge was about to give him some advice when suddenly another person rushed in from outside the street: "Sign up! I'll sign up, sir. Hurry up. !”
The voice that spoke was out of breath, and he must have been running all the way.
Chen Mo looked back and saw that the owner of the voice was a young monk with a majestic appearance. Judging from his clothes, he should be from a family of casual cultivators, otherwise he would not have dared to speak so harshly.
Some people are like this. The kinder you are to them, they will think that you are easy to bully. If you are more cruel to them, they will not understand the situation and will be a little afraid.
The leading young monk opened his mouth, but in the end he still didn't say anything, but the monk already knew the situation and said: "Gaoyuan, the twelfth level of Qi Refining!"
As soon as these words came out, the three of them were shocked. The fat monk from before said in surprise: "Is it possible that fellow Taoist is a member of the Gao family of Qin?"
The mandatory condition for participating in the competition is to be under thirty years old, and this person actually has the twelfth level of Qi refining! Within the sect, it can be considered a mid-range level.
The Yingwei young man was noncommittal, which made the three of them more convinced of their own ideas. Casual cultivators like Chen Mo could be bullied, but such powerful young masters were absolutely unacceptable.
They are just low-level casual cultivators temporarily recruited by the Yan Kingdom, and they are inherently servile to these aristocratic families!
"Fellow Taoist, your token is ready!" The fat monk quickly found the wooden token, and the competition number was one number higher than Chen Mo's.
Gao Yuan took it without saying any words of thanks. He glanced at Chen Mo who was about to leave, and suddenly said coldly from behind: "Master, did I let you go?"
Chen Mo frowned. He had already pretended to be surprised when he heard about his cultivation. Logically speaking, there should be nothing wrong with him, so why would he bother him?
At that moment, he immediately turned around and cupped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist Gao, do you have any advice?"
"I saw you gave them spirit stones. I'm short of money, young master, why don't you get some for me?" Gao Yuan smiled at Chen Mo, showing his white teeth.
The three monks in the room who were managing the registration suddenly changed their expressions.
Seeing that the expressions of several people were unnatural, Gao Yuan laughed: "Just kidding, fellow Taoist, don't be nervous!" After that, he came over and patted Chen Mo on the shoulder: "Let's go!"
Chen Mo knew in his heart that this was the consistent style of the children of big families, making fun of ordinary monks to cultivate their own posture. In fact, they also had the capital to do this.
As long as it doesn't infringe on his interests, this little thing will be tolerated and gone. Chen Mo showed a fake smile and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.
The sky is gradually getting dark, the lanterns in Beihuang County are starting to turn on, and the night is fading.
It was a stupid move to rush back to Hengfu County overnight. Chen Mo originally thought that the stalls on the street would be closed, but he didn't expect that there were two shifts here. As soon as this batch left, the next batch came. This was what Chen Mo wanted. He Since I didn’t have a place to stay, I planned to wander the streets all night.
There were also monks in the county maintaining order at night. They did their best to prevent some cultivators from bullying others and buying and selling by force based on their advanced cultivation.
"The kebabs are here, come and try the hot kebabs..."
"Delicious roast chicken marinated with secret seasonings, five pieces per spiritual stone, affordable price, sold at a bargain price!!"
What surprised Chen Mo was that the street stalls not only sold magic weapons and talismans, but also some quick-thinking cultivators who took up jobs as cooks in the secular world.
Not to mention, the business was quite prosperous. While Chen Mo was observing the stick of incense, four pairs of monks who looked like Taoist monks had already stepped forward to buy it.
Although this place is called a gathering of casual cultivators, 95% of them are Qi-refining cultivators. They are all cultivators who have not truly left the secular world. It is not surprising that this is the case.
"I also ate these things when I was young..." Chen Mo's eyes were filled with memories, as if it was a long time ago and he couldn't remember clearly.
"Give me two skewers." Chen Mo gave him a low-grade spiritual stone, and the latter looked happy: "Okay, fellow Taoist, wait a moment!" He then cast a spell to create a fireball in the furnace, and the fire in the world of cultivation The elements were used by him to roast rabbit meat.
There was a pot of wine in the secular world in the storage bag. Chen Mo was sitting on a stone bench on the street, holding rabbit meat skewers, watching the cultivators coming and going, with a lot of thoughts.
Late at night, slanting shadows, unfamiliar states and counties, the white stones emitting soft light on the lampposts, and the lonely sound of the piano floating in the distance are like Chen Mo's passing time, as unreal as it is revealed.
"It's been seventeen years..."
Seventeen years have passed since he was selected by the immortals of the Ancient Pagoda Sect when he was seven years old, and now he has gone through many twists and turns and embarked on the path of immortality again.
After his master died at the age of twelve, those were the saddest days for him. He was demoted to an outer disciple. He had a heavy burden of tasks every day and had to face intrigues among fellow disciples. He didn't know how he survived. He has also cultivated to the eighth level of Qi refining.
After the sect abandoned it, it went through many dangers and obstacles to get to where it is now. It can be said that every step has been very difficult.
Chen Mo has parents, but he doesn't want to face them. There are differences between immortals and mortals, so what can they do if they meet them? Isn't it just adding to the sadness?
Maybe one day, I will be like the monks who died outside Beihuang County. What can they do?
Opening the lid of the pot, Chen Mo raised his head and poured wine. All the thoughts and ideas in his heart were turned into a poem at this moment. He stopped drinking and chanted——
"In the past, the cracks in the ancient pagoda collapsed, but now I just hope we will never meet again.
The wind and rain are bad in the hidden mine, and life hangs on a thread to escape.
It is also a dream-like fantasy. Why did it arise? I inherited my master in Xianyun Valley.
Today, when Xiong Qi arrives at Beihuangju, how many layers of dead bones are there outside the county? "
Chen Mo walked alone in the dark night, embarking on this road of no return. He would go on forever, heading towards the pilgrimage place in his heart, even if he died on the way.
This is the fate of all people. As souls of flesh and blood, the most tragic and great thing about cultivators is this.
"The future is promising!"
Chen Mo murmured to himself.
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