Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 692 Stars

"..."

The silent loud noise tore through the eternal darkness.

At the beginning of this world, everything has not yet formed.

There is no sound, no color, and no living creatures, only countless unknown things, quietly rotating and converging.

some moment.

Light emerges.

stars!

One, two, ten, hundreds, tens of millions...

In the quiet darkness, stars, patches of starlight, and bright suns among the stars gathered quietly appeared.

Starlight sprinkles, everything can see its shape.

Mo Qiu didn't know where he was, but quietly watched the evolution of the stars, and some kind of indescribable enlightenment quietly rose in his heart.

"Have you ever thought about..."

An old and familiar voice came from the stars:

"I'm so special?"

"Lust is not limited to the heart, obsession is not limited to things, and one method is universal. Only the Dao is your real pursuit."

Mo Qiu listened to the sound and looked, but saw in the group of stars, a divine beast that looked like a white dog but covered with stars, looking from a distance.

"It's you." Mo Qiu turned his head and asked instead of answering:

"How did you get in here?"

"My lord, have you forgotten that I exist because of you." The white dog stood up, with a body as big as a galaxy, shining with holy light.

Different from it in the outside world, the white dog at this time has a mysterious charm all over its body, like the blessing of heaven, it is beyond the ordinary.

"I am a spiritual creature when the world was first born. How can ordinary people give me vitality? Only the Lord has this uniqueness."

The white dog said:

"What stays here is my original spiritual sense. The physical body of the outside world is not enough, and it still can't merge with me."

"I was in catastrophe right away, and only this place can save my life."

"I see." Mo Qiu nodded:

"What the hell are you?"

"Heh..." The white dog shook his head:

"Human baby, do you ever know where you come from?"

"They don't know, and I don't know. As for why they ended up in such a situation, they were hurt by others. Fortunately, that person didn't end well either."

"A rare opportunity!"

Seeing Mo Qiu still had doubts, it interrupted:

"With the current state of the Lord, it is extremely difficult to come here, and there is not much time left. You might as well take a look at the situation here."

"Here, there are many benefits to comprehend the method."

Don't beg to regain your senses, look up at the stars in the sky.

The stars scattered, and the divine sense fluctuated.

As the thoughts turn, many puzzles will naturally have answers.

really.

A rare opportunity!

Since this place is hidden in the depths of the primordial spirit, it will be possible to explore again when the realm is sufficient, so it is better to take the opportunity to comprehend some methods now.

spell?

Supernatural powers?

Formation?

Martial arts?

Thinking about it in my mind, many methods based on the killing method of the ten directions emerged in front of my eyes one by one, the stars fluctuated, and the exercises began to be deduced.

Taiyi Demon Slaying Sword Jue, Four Mountains and Eight Swords, Qifeigong Sword Technique, Dragon Yufu Martial Arts...

One by one into it.

After an unknown amount of time, he was awakened by the sound of heavy traffic.

Open your eyes, you are already in the bustling city of your previous life, where fashionable white-collar workers, workers and students can hear the noise.

"city!"

Scan your surroundings, don't look for emotion.

In an instant, all the experiences of the previous life emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness, and even those memories that had been forgotten were remembered one by one.

Looking down at the clean road, he sighed softly and stomped his feet suddenly.

"Wow!"

Everything in front of me suddenly stopped.

Time and space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, cracks appeared in front of him, and then the scene began to fall apart.

dizzy.

When he came back to his senses again, he had already appeared on a familiar street.

Mo Qiu's eyes flickered, he moved forward, and finally stopped in front of a low door somewhere.

"Da da……"

He reached out and knocked on the courtyard door.

"Who is it!" A crisp voice sounded from the courtyard, and with the difficult 'creaking' sound of Muyou, the courtyard door slowly opened.

A pair of bright and beautiful eyes came into view.

The familiar makeup, the appearance of the past, it seems that nothing has happened.

"Who are you looking for?"

Qin Qingrong looked Mo Qiu up and down, raised her eyebrows, and asked with a smile:

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'm here to apprentice." Mo Qiu bowed his hands.

"Apprentice teacher?" Qin Qingrong turned her head sideways, her smile became more pure:

"How about I accept apprentices on behalf of the master?"

Mo Qiu also smiled, nodded and said:

"better."

"Hee hee..." Qin Qingrong smiled and reached out to hold him:

"Come in with me!"

The courtyard door closed, and the familiar scene reappeared.

The two stood side by side, looking at the scene in front of them, there was nostalgia in their eyes, and Qin Qingrong showed even more reluctance.

"The heart of the past is unattainable."

"What happened in the past is no more."

She sighed suddenly, the smile on her face faded, and her voice was lonely:

"Brother, we can't go back."

"Yes." Mo Qiu nodded:

"Fortunately, the future should be pretty good, at least you and I are still here."

Qin Qingrong was silent.

a long time,

She just shook her head slightly, and stopped talking:

"We should get out!"

…………

Standing in the void, watching Qin Qingrong go away, the softness in Mo Qiu's eyes gradually dissipated, and the incomprehension in his heart was also suppressed.

The other party should have scruples, but it doesn't matter.

One day, it will be resolved.

Gather up, and return your attention to yourself.

"Yuanying!"

Feeling the solid three-inch Nascent Soul in the body, the pure mana surges, the vast spiritual thoughts fluctuate, and the skin and flesh seem to have inner supernatural powers.

Every move has earth-shattering power.

Nascent Soul, Ghost King, Ninth Rank Transformation Dragon...

No matter in the yang world, in the underworld, or in the dragon burial sky, they all exist completely different from this environment, which can be described as a world of difference.

"Less than two years." Mo Qiu clasped one hand, feeling his own strength, heaved a sigh of relief, and said:

"The initial stage of the Nascent Soul is solid. It doesn't take many years of accumulation. It is estimated that it can be promoted to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul, saving hundreds of years of hard work."

The reason for this,

First, since he has a deep foundation, he is far superior to Tongji once he advances.

Second, it is because of the wonderful skills of the Three Worlds Altar.

This method can integrate the power of the three generations into one body. Although it will not make people triple their power in an instant, it can also save a lot of accumulation out of thin air.

not to mention.

The secret method of the Hehuan sect is also mysterious. Both he and Qin Qingrong are pure yang virgins, their spirits and souls are fused together, yin and yang are harmonious, and there are many benefits.

In the future, this benefit will be revealed little by little.

At least, it can save a hundred years of hard work.

"Shua!"

The void swayed slightly, and shadows flickered, appearing tens of miles away in an instant.

After a few flashes, it disappeared without a trace.

…………

Ginger family.

After nearly two years of conquest, almost all the clans near the Jiang clan have been taken down by him, and the territory has expanded by an unknown amount.

The population is approaching two million!

There are nine phoenix dragons, hog dragons and jiaolongs.

There are forty-eight masters of fifth-level dragon transformation, hundreds of third-level dragon transformations, and even Feng Lan, the dragon-fighting envoy of the Falcon clan, has certified sixth-level dragon transformation.

The sixth level, in the yang world, is the golden alchemy master.

There are as many as 100,000 clansmen who practice the method of heavenly soldiers, and those who have just started!

Although there is no need to sit in the town, but the power of the heavenly soldiers gathers, they can still sweep the four directions, there is no one invincible, the Jiang family is powerful, and their lives are stable.

In the thirteen Hualongchi, newborn babies are bathed and quenched every day.

Through Moqiu's improvement, Hualongchi not only does not cause the death of babies, but can nourish the body and provide a large amount of essence.

There is no damage, and the number of clansmen has also increased.

Whether it is the Jiang family or the ethnic groups that joined later, after a period of resistance, they have gradually adapted to it.

Compared with the previous life, I found that it is better now.

For the Jiang family, there is also a sense of identity.

"Patriarch!"

The young priest Wanxiang walked out of the main hall, looked at Mo Qiu who fell in front of him, forcibly suppressed the excitement in his eyes, and respectfully cupped his hands and said:

"Congratulations to the patriarch, the cultivation base has made great progress, and the road can be expected!"

"Thank you." Mo Qiu nodded, and took out what the other party had lent to him:

"Fortunately, life is not humiliated."

"This treasure can't be used, so send it back as it is."

"Haha..." Wanxiang laughed loudly, took back the treasure and said:

"I knew it, Patriarch, you have a deep foundation, and you have a lot of Dao. If you can't make it, who else in the world can?"

After laughing, he hastily stretched out his hand to lead into the hall:

"Over the past year, there have been many changes within the clan, and the clan has expanded many times. Some people have never met the clan leader. I will call them over."

"No rush." ​​Mo Qiu waved his hand:

"During this time, nothing happened in the clan, right?"

"Small things keep happening, but big things rarely happen." Wan Xiang paused and said:

"There is really one thing, I don't know what to do?"

"Oh!" Mo Qiu strode forward:

"tell me the story."

Before he got close to the Jiang Clan, he had already sensed the existence of many heavenly soldiers. The number and quality of the heavenly soldiers were very high. Obviously, the expansion of the group was very good.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers, placed in the big funeral dragon sky, does not seem to be too many.

But you must know that there are hundreds of millions of people in the Xuanyou Cave of the Shangqing, after decades of accumulation, there are only more than 200,000 Taoist soldiers.

and.

The Taoist soldiers there are mostly mortals who train their bodies, and they are far less powerful than here.

In addition, during this journey, I saw that the clansmen live and work in peace and contentment, with joy on their faces, so I am very satisfied with what Vientiane has done.

"It's Hualong Pond."

Vientiane opening:

"The patriarch's recipe for Hualongchi requires a lot of dragon blood, but now most of the nearby ethnic groups have surrendered, how to get a lot of dragon blood?"

"The dragons enshrined in the clan today are also unwilling to provide."

"Not willing?" Mo Qiu snorted coldly:

"How can this be left to them!"

"Patriarch." Vientiane cupped his hands:

"Even if they are willing, I'm afraid they won't be able to fill the gap."

"Nowadays, the babies born in one day of our family have already filled all Hualong Ponds. I am afraid that more babies will be born in the future."

The people who buried Longtian were similar to savages.

There is no business, no economy, no poetry, no writing, no music, chess, calligraphy, painting, playing and having fun, and nothing is just creating people.

Coupled with the survival rate of Hualongchi, there is no need to worry about the future.

The number of people born this year is more than five times that of previous ethnic groups!

Even Jiang Yuan was dumbfounded.

Hualongchi, I can't keep up.

"Buying Dragon Heaven lacks everything, and there is no shortage of dragon descendants." Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes:

"It's a big deal, just find some more dragon descendants. With my current cultivation base, it's not much of a problem to forcibly detain them."

"Um?"

After the voice fell, Wan Xiang opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Mo Qiu stretching out his hand:

"Someone is coming, the ninth-rank dragon imperial envoy, this power of fire...it must come from one of the eight heavenly dragons, the red fire dragon."

"oh!"

Wan Xiang was surprised, and turned his head to look outside the hall.