Updated: 2013-04-08

Mo Yu remained silent. He lowered his head slightly and hid his face in the shadow, "The Sect of the Wild Savage... is the Sect where the Blood Robe Guardian is located?"

Qin Qing'er's brows were tighter, but her tone did not change at all, "Yes."

“Very strong?”

"Very strong!" Qin Qing'er's tone became a little heavier, and her face was solemn. "The Barbarian Holy Sect is one of the most powerful forces in the world, with countless strong people under her command. Today, the Blood-robed Guardian is just an ordinary strong man in the sect. Therefore, don't think about avenging him, it's best not to have this idea."

Mo Yu bowed, "Thank you for telling me, with my current cultivation level, I will naturally not seek death. But in the future, I will definitely go to the Barbarian Holy Sect for a while."

His voice was calm and his tone was not high, but it moved her slightly when it fell into Qin Qing'er's ears. The firm belief like a rock was conveyed from every simple scale of this short sentence, and because of the calmness, it seemed particularly powerful. According to the Mo Yu she had seen in the past ten days, since this is the case, things can never be changed.

Qin Qing'er suddenly had an idea. Perhaps in the future, he would really have the opportunity to use his own power to enter the Sacred Sect of the Wild Sect with his own strength! But the moment this thought arose made her feel extremely absurd. As a saint of the ancient lineage, she knew more and more about the Sacred Sect of the Wild Sect than most cultivators in this world who were qualified to know its existence. It was precisely because of her understanding that she became more and more awe! Looking at the slightly immature young man in front of her, Qin Qing'er could not imagine how he would fight against the powerful existence that even the entire ancient lineage would be afraid of, but looking at the persistence revealed on his calm face, she could not say a second of the advice.

"If you really want to avenge him, you need to become stronger than him. He is one of the most powerful people in this world, so you have to stand above all the monks in this world. Before this, you must be careful to hide and not be noticed by the Savage Holy Sect that you will pose a threat to them."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will work hard." Mo Yu's eyes were calm, but his thoughts of pursuing power became more and more firm. He didn't want to avenge him, but he simply wanted to avenge him. He didn't know why he had such thoughts, even so firm that he was surprised. But he knew that in order to do this, he could even give up his life.

He let out a sigh of relief and said, "For the last question, please tell me his name?"

Qin Qing'er paused for a moment, and was so awe-inspiring because of her respect. "No one knows his real name, but my father said that with his cultivation level, he is qualified to obtain an exclusive title. Perhaps you can call him the Lord of Shenyang."

"The Lord of Divine Yang..." Mo Yu read it silently several times. He took a deep breath and pressed the thoughts in his heart into the deepest part of his heart. Now he is not qualified to ask for anything for him, but when he grows into a divine dragon flying in the sky one day, he will never hesitate!

Mo Yu bowed and said respectfully: "Senior, you and I have escaped from danger now. I wonder what you have to do next? If there is a place where I can serve you, there is no other word." If Qin Qing'er hadn't taken action, he would have died at the hands of the Blood Robe Guardian, and his life-saving grace would naturally be worthy of repaying his full strength.

Qin Qing'er felt his sincerity and felt more and more at ease. The remaining guards disappeared quietly, so when she hadn't noticed it, her face gradually softened, "The use of the movement technique has exhausted my soul power. I will stay by your side for a while to recover my strength. When I recover a little, I can pass on the message and return to the return clan. At that time, someone will come to pick me up. In return, when I don't practice on weekdays, you can ask me for a confusion."

Mo Yu's eyes were slightly brighter. As Qin Qing'er's identity, since she promised not to steal the inheritance from him, she would never go back on her promise, because her own performance was trustworthy enough! With such a powerful existence that almost touched the immortal realm, even with a little guidance, he could benefit endlessly. Putting aside this, even if Qin Qing'er's soul has lost all its power at the moment, she can use extremely terrifying means even if he recovers extremely limited in the future. Once he faces danger, even if he protects himself, she will help him. This will be equivalent to adding an extra layer of protection to his own safety.

Of course, he would not have any objections to this matter.

"I promised that I will do my best to help my seniors recover their soul power in the future."

It is not difficult for Qin Qing'er to guess the thoughts in his mind, but this is something that needs no explanation in the transaction. She naturally would not care about it. She just said lightly: "The storage ring in your hand also has the effect of the spiritual cultivation ring. Because you have insufficient strength and have not opened it, I will help you open the spiritual cultivation ring space, and you will stay in it in the future." After the words fell, she took a step forward and her figure disappeared instantly.

Mo Yu's mind moved slightly, and he noticed that there were more changes in the storage ring. The soul power penetrated into it. He saw dozens of spaces separated from the storage space, each of which was a room size. The heaven and earth elemental power was slowly injected into it, which obviously had some connection with the outside world. Qin Qing'er sat cross-legged in one of the spaces, breathing and absorbing the heaven and earth elemental power. I don't know what methods she used, and a layer of white mist quickly rose, blocking Mo Yu's vision.

He withdrew his spiritual consciousness and let out a light breath. A thin layer of heaven and earth elemental power was isolated from all the surrounding poisonous fog. He looked at the white fog in front of him, and his eyes gradually showed complexity. When the power recovered, it was time to go back.

Mo Yu closed his eyes and entered the practice.

"Big shopkeeper, we still have to go forward?" A monk in green robe licked the corner of his mouth, looking at the thick fog around him, and a faint feeling of anxiety appeared in his eyes.

The rest of the team stopped for a while after hearing this and their eyes gathered.

The shopkeeper had a white face with a three-foot beard, his palms were delicate and slender. He was wearing a purple robe and a white jade pendant tied around his waist. At this moment, he shone slightly and emitted a faint white light, which dispersed all the mist in several meters of radius around him. He heard this and frowned, but a faint helplessness appeared on the corner of his mouth. Half a month ago, the deep terrifying aura burst out from the fog slug slugs, and the terrifying power fluctuations covered more than a thousand miles of area, causing great shock. Just because the power was too terrifying, and with the reason of the fog swamp itself, no one dared to find out. If it weren't for this, the monks around him who lived a life of licking blood on their heads for many years would not be afraid easily.

If possible, the shopkeeper would not want to step into the fog swamp at this time, but he had no choice. But it was almost done here. If you continue to go deeper, they all have to explain here. So he was silent for a moment and nodded, "Stop here, everyone will look for this area. I will pay 30% more for each slippery poisonous dragon, one hundred top-grade treasure crystals, find ten of them and we will immediately withdraw."

The shopkeeper made a concession, and coupled with the high price of a hundred top-grade treasure crystals, the eyes of several people in the team suddenly lit up.

“Commitment is on!”

"After completing this order, I must go to Changlou to find a top brand to enjoy it, otherwise I have never seen a real beauty even if I die one day. Wouldn't it be a tragedy!"

"Hehe, Yue Laosi, then you have to be careful not to rot the bird by the venom of the slippery poison dragon!"

When the few people were about to disperse when they were talking in a low voice, the fog suddenly surged not far away. The monks who had entered the fog swamp many times naturally easily noticed the abnormality in it. They kept silent and gathered together quickly, looking at that place with a serious expression, and even several people had taken the weapon into their hands.

"Don't misunderstand everyone. I have no malice intent. I just got lost in this fog and mud. I hope I can follow you out." A calm voice came from the fog. A monk gradually approached. He was very young, with many broken and wrinkled robes on his body, but his face was very calm.

The big shopkeeper felt a little anxious. His eyes swept over the young man, and this awe turned into a bit of awe. The ground of the fog mud swamp was wet all year round, and there were few dry and hard places to settle down, so they all wore special green tail fish scale boots. This kind of fierce fish that lived deep in the river was extremely large, each weighing more than a hundred pounds, and was as long as an ordinary adult man, but in deep water, it was amazing because its skin had a role of resisting water pressure. Boots made of this fish skin could automatically absorb the power of heaven and earth after special treatment to offset the weight of the monks' own weight, so that they could walk on flat ground on the soft mud swamp.

But the young man was obviously wearing only an ordinary pair of cloth boots, so he must be a spiritual practitioner. Only spiritual practitioners can mobilize the power of heaven and earth to make himself stand in the air. According to him, he had obviously lost in the fog and mud for a long time. Although he would not consume too much soul power, long-term support was beyond the ability of ordinary monks to do so, so his cultivation must be extremely strong. In addition, the real calmness on the young man's face, he could scan his heart and concluded that this was a true spiritual practitioner!

"Xia Wu, the shopkeeper of Dianyun Pavilion in the Chaos Realm, met fellow Taoists." The shopkeeper bowed and gave a bow. He emitted a faint soul wave in his body. He was actually a cultivator of the first and fourth-level spiritual infant realm. Although Mo Yu was very calm at this moment, various fights occurred countless times every day in the Chaos Realm and surrounding areas, so he naturally did not dare to take it lightly. His active display of his cultivation was a silent warning. If he did not have enough power, he would be fine.

Several monks around were all physical cultivators. Although they might not have the eyesight of Xia Wu, those who dared to enter the fog alone were all cruel characters. When the situation was unknown, they remained silent at the same time, but their eyes were full of guards. If something was wrong, they could take action in an instant.

The young man seemed to be unaware of anything and bowed, "When Mo said, if fellow Taoist can take me out of the fog and slumber, Mo will be rewarded."
Chapter completed!