The Original Seeker Chapter 821: Bottle

In the early morning of the next day, a few carriages set off from the barracks, carrying the old man and a dozen young people to the Qixuanmen Main Hall in Feixia Mountain, Taizhou.

"Seven Profound Sect, is our famous school in Taizhou..." Along the way, a middle-aged man who looked like an old man and a follower was chattering with this group of young people selected from the refugees and bragging about Qixuan. The door and the old man.

The old man was sitting alone in another carriage, not knowing what he was doing.

From the description of the middle-aged people, they also learned that Elder Mo is a master of medical practice and also the elder of the Qixuanmen, who is responsible for dealing with various intractable diseases in the door.

The main purpose of coming to the refugee camp is to use these refugees whose lives are as cheap as grass to test the effects of the new gold-creating drugs that they have recently invented.

Behind this so-called "Rebel Army" is the support of Qixuanmen, a test of the decay of the imperial court.

Look at the court, there is still some control over the place.

Of course, Bai Mo inferred from the words of his attendants.

As for why the other party had to pick a few people on a whim, this was not mentioned at all.

……

Yesterday, the young man who begged to bring his brother with him, when both of them were huddled in the corner of the carriage.

Bai Mo only glanced at it and saw that this so-called "brother" was actually a "di di", a little girl who had spent a lot of thought on her self-defeating image.

Fluffy messy hair, smudges everywhere on hands and feet, and soot-stained face, looks like a standard stray beggar.

It seems to find that they are being stared at. Even if they are already on the safe carriage, the siblings still seem a little nervous.

The unpredictable life in the refugee camp for several days obviously had a profound impact on them.

……

"These are a few seedlings I picked from the refugees."

"Mr. Mo, please." Guan Shi, who greeted a group of people in the main hall, said with a flattering smile.

"Come here and send them to the bamboo forest guest house at the back." The steward quickly recruited a small servant and took them to the guest house.

"At sunrise tomorrow, everyone will gather in the back mountain."

"Yes!"

……

"Compared with the chaos outside, this is indeed a paradise." Bai Mo lay in this rather quiet house, slowly continuing to organize the huge memories that belonged to Xianzun.

The mortal body he had taken away was really too slow in processing memory information.

Xianzun's memories of thousands of years, even if only part of it is carried in the remnant soul, to mortals, it is still comparable to the amount of information in an entire library.

"What shall I do in this life?" A question appeared in Bai Mo's mind.

As the Demon Sun Immortal Venerable, all the people who blocked the way when crossing the catastrophe were all driven into reincarnation by him, although he eventually fell together because of his injuries.

Even if it is not completely dead, I am afraid it will have to recover for thousands of years if I want to regain it.

"Then take some time to find the so-called, ‘historical text’?" Bai Mo played with the jade pendant again.

"..."

After thinking about it, he has only found such a target that is barely a goal for the time being.

As for the Seven Profound Sects, whether you are doing a great job, in the eyes of the former Ten Thousand Years Immortal Venerable, there is really not much difference. A mortal organization with a history of one or two hundred years is tantamount to life and death. ephemera.

……

The next day of the introductory test, at the suggestion of Mr. Moro, all the members passed the test easily, and then they were logically assigned to the opponent's door.

"If you can practice the Five Elements Art to the fourth level within one year, you can become his disciple in the room, otherwise you can go back to the outer door and be a handyman?"

Lao Mo set up a task for the few people he picked, and handed them an ancient book and some medicinal materials, and then left again, seeing the temporary apprentices for a while.

This time he disappeared for a few months.

……

"Six months have passed since the one-year deadline...I'm still only on the first floor. Without Mo Lao's care, life with my sister will be much harder in the future." Han Yu was upset every time. At that time, he would habitually spin around the hill behind the Qixuanmen.

At the beginning, he brought his younger sister in disguise to Qixuanmen, and it was rare for him to have his birthday in half a year.

Relying on Doctor Mo's care, several of them have always enjoyed the benefits of the core disciples of the inner sect.

After this time of understanding, he is very clear that the handyman at the outer door of the Seven Profound Gates does not need to do five or six hours of chores a day, and the salary is still very low.

Compared with eating, drinking, and managing, you don’t have to do anything, just concentrate on practicing, it’s definitely a day by day.

"I don't want to lose my current life!"

Han Yu burst into flames and kicked a piece of stone on the ground with his feet to vent.

But after this step, he found that he seemed to have kicked the iron plate, and he was sitting on the ground with pain.

"What is this?"

After the pain subsided a little, he had the intention to turn his head to see what the culprit looked like.

A vial half buried in the soil.

He dug out the bottle curiously. The bottle was soaked with dirt, and there was no way to see the original appearance.

Just as he wanted to look a few more times, suddenly his eyes went dark, and the whole person passed out, and the vial slipped from his hand.

But just as the vial was about to return to the ground again, one hand gently supported it from below.

White ink appeared in the shadows of trees in the back mountain.

In half a year, he has recovered to the strength close to the foundation-building period, and his divine mind is even comparable to the Golden Core monk.

In the entire Seven Profound Gate, everyone's every move is seen in Bai Mo's eyes.

Han Yu's adventure attracted his attention.

"A bit familiar..." He greeted a breeze, and the soil on the bottle voluntarily fell off~IndoMTL.com~ The real body of the bottle was revealed.

"It seems to be something of the Guangzun?" After searching for a while from the memory of the last battle, Bai Mo basically confirmed that this was the magic weapon of one of the people who besieged him.

He didn't believe it by chance. The guy in front of him who was stunned by himself was picked by the other party and regarded as the back of the resurrection.

People of the same rank as Dao Zun, even if they kill all their existence in this world, it is extremely difficult to remove all the traces left by them.

And any such trace may become a hidden son of their resurrection.

"It's all over."

Bai Mo held Han Yu in one hand and the bottle in the other, and disappeared in the back mountain.

……

"Where am I? What just happened?" Han Yu's last memory still remained in the scene of picking up the bottle.

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