The cross-border war had been going on for more than 20 years up to this time.

Among the mundane, unheard of, just like the young Qin Guan, he didn't realize at all that the cruel and tragic war had been shrouded for twenty years.

There are few monks in Jade Lion City, and outsiders such as Qin Si, a monk who builds the foundation, subconsciously think that this place is not a paradise for cultivating the truth, so the monks under the command of the Holy See are staying in their own feudal country, and they are out of sight and out of mind.

And that's where it is!

On this day, outside the Holy See in Jade Lion City, a special guest came.

He is Qin Si.

Under the leadership of Cui Jian, a local native, he completed the procedure in a daze, got a registration certificate, and became an adventurer and an external member of the "Nightingale Mercenary Group".

When he walked out of the temple, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know where it was coming from.

After a short awakening, he was smashed by the "bloodline" that kept popping up in an instant, thinking about what would happen to him, his own sect, and even his own bloodline descendants once he obtained the blood seed secret method!

For a moment, his eyes were red, and he still remembered the momentary vigilance just now.

I don't blame him for being careless.

Crossing borders, for a monk like him, is secret enough in itself, and it has a great attraction in itself.

He doesn't know much about cross-border travel, he doesn't know or understand the taboos and dangers in it, and in addition, he has no grievances with the urging Su, and he has no motive to let the other party harm him.

Cui Jian is also inseparable, even if Qin Si returns to the place where the caravan is anchored, he is not separated, I am afraid that this powerful thug who has finally come up suddenly wakes up, and suddenly there are variables and branches.

Qin Si spent a day arranging the affairs of the sect, found a confidant disciple, and revealed these secrets one by one.

He did this just in case, in case he got a good idea, the sect would always know the reason, even if it was rescued, there would be a direction.

"You have written down this matter, once the deadline is over, you will go to Xue Lao Zu, he has an old relationship with the ancestor, and he will definitely try to rescue me!"

When this confidant disciple heard this, his face flushed with excitement and ecstasy, and he gasped for breath, and it took a while to digest what Qin Si said, and he did not dissuade him, but was extremely eager.

Oh, yes!

Blood!

How many monks who heard about this for the first time could afford to ignore it?

In the eyes of professionals, the bloodline is a transcendent profession, rare, powerful, and mysterious.

In the monk's view, this is clearly a shortcut to the avenue.

They are dismissive of the profession, but they are extremely committed to anything that helps them.

Fighting with the heavens, with the earth, with the monks, what is the content, what is fighting for is nothing more than the opportunity to attain enlightenment.

Although his eyes were red from being stimulated by the bloodliner, Qin Si did not lose his basic judgment.

The trip will not be easy, and danger will always be with you.

But if you retreat and escape like this, then what kind of truth do you cultivate, what kind of way do you seek?

"What the sect master said, the bloodline is not a lie, the disciples have inquired clearly these days, although it is not as exaggerated as Cui Jian said, there is indeed such a miracle. ”

"Well, this trip is dangerous, I know it best, that Cui Jian is so attentive, it is nothing more than to borrow my strength to gain something in the Moro realm! It is precisely in this way that I am sure that he will not have any suspicious intentions. ”

"Sect Master has a clear vision!"

"You take someone to wait here for a year, and if you don't return for a year, you will go back, and inform Old Ancestor Xue of this details, remember, don't hide the details about the bloodline. ”

"Sect Master, this is?"

"With this incense bait hanging, he will come if he doesn't come, and wait!"

"The Sect Master is clever!"

In this way, Qin Si arranged the so-called back road, and simply took Cui Jian ashore the next day.

At this time, most of the caravan's goods had been traded, and a huge amount of money had been reaped, and all the mortal shopkeepers and courtiers were being separated from each other, and they were sweeping the goods in a large area in the shops at the entrance of the mine.

During this period, two more caravans docked, and there were also monks from the outside world who were arrogant, disgusted, or interested, wandering around the mine and even the Jade Lion City.

When Qin Si saw it, his heart of urgency was wildly raised, and he didn't need Cui Jian's how, so he took the initiative to ask for it and set off as soon as possible!

Cui Jian sighed that he was blinded by lard, and at the same time agreed again and again, and suddenly accelerated the pace of preparations.

Five days later, the application was finally approved.

There is a foundation building monk joining, and sure enough, the "conditions" are met!

It turns out that not everyone can go to this Moro realm.

Professional mercenary groups, you need to reach a minimum rating to get a "ticket", otherwise the strength is not enough, and you will be sent to death in the past, why bother?

It turned out that Cui Jian's mercenary group did not meet the conditions, but it was different with a foundation building monk to join, and the evaluation jumped two levels at once, and he crossed the line steadily.

That evening, Qin Si woke up from his meditation, walked out of the quiet room, and unexpectedly met Qin Guan, a local teenager.

Qin Guan was led by his parents, and he came out of the hall of the mercenary group with a thousand thanks, and when he saw the benefactor immortal master in a blink of an eye, he couldn't help but be sincerely grateful.

Qin Si patiently perfunctory the mortal family of three, and turned around and left without care.

At this time, he would never have imagined that a few years later, it would be this weed-like young man who didn't care about him to save him from purgatory and abyss.

It's just that at that time, whether it was him or the whole world, it had become unrecognizable and vicissitudes.

Strictly speaking, Qin Si's inference about Cui Jian was correct.

The other party only relied on his force, and did not deliberately seek harm.

Moreover, the Nightingale Mercenary Group was all dispatched this time, with a total of more than 20 professionals, except for two members who had just begun to stay behind, all of them embarked on this journey.

If you want to talk about danger, everyone is just as dangerous, and even a professional whose strength is far inferior to him is not afraid, will he hesitate!

It's just that Qin Si didn't expect that Cui Jian and even the entire Nightingale mercenary group didn't know about the so-called Moro Realm, only knew that it was to deal with the "demonic disaster" and help the Dao Monarch and the Holy See open up their faith, and they only knew the huge opportunities and rich gains from hearsay.

I don't know much about what kind of demonic calamity, and I don't know how cruel, bloody and chaotic the realm I am about to set foot on.

Well, let's get down to business.

Late that night, the mercenary group set off, and more than a dozen carriages loaded with equipment and supplies left the city in a mighty way.

The location of the "embarkation" was very hidden, but the distance was not far, and along the way, several teams joined in, which together formed a considerable queue.

There is only one monk, Qin Si!

All kinds of professionals can distinguish their professional characteristics from the perspective of dress.

With the exception of priests or priests wearing sacrificial robes, the number of so-called holy warriors was the largest.

In Cui Jian's words, the holy warrior has both divine arts, belongs to the so-called spell-casting profession, and has strong physical attack power and survivability, especially for some demons and filth, it has a natural restraint effect, and is an indispensable profession for every mercenary group.

The Nightingale mercenary group had seven or eight paladins.

These holy warriors were dressed in armor all over their bodies, their weapon was a mace, and there was also the Holy Emblem of Dao Jun on their chests, the armor was mortal iron, and the weapons were not things for refining, Qin Si was disdainful of this matter.

Later, I saw a sudden dispute, and the two sides of the dispute belonged to different mercenary groups, and somehow, they started to do it.

It was only then that he saw the appearance of the so-called holy warrior.

Singing the holy name of Daojun, waving a considerable holy light, layers of halos are superimposed on himself and his teammates without money, and he has turned Fan Tie into a spiritual object, and his whole body is brilliant, eye-catching, his movements are swift, his melee combat is extremely powerful, and he is not afraid of death, nor is it easy to die, as long as there is a breath, he will recover in a moment.

In the eyes of him, a foundation-building monk, all of the above is too heavy in craftsmanship, just like a grandmaster who has reached the point of having no tricks to win, watching a group of humming moves in a competition.

To be honest, the more he learned about the so-called professional, the more disappointed he became.

In his opinion, these people were like dolls poured out of mold, not to mention compared to monks, but also to rumored Shinto people.

Think about it, how powerful Dao Jun is, why did he want to make such unsatisfactory defective products?

In this way, not all professionals are rotten wood in his eyes, and there are many things that make his eyes shine.

For example, Cui Jian's stealth, such as the ability of the druid to communicate with animals and plants and drive them, such as the law of the high shepherd, and so on.

Later, I thought, is there any deep meaning for Daojun to do this?

The reason why these professionals want to be mediocre is because they haven't seen the essence of the Dao among them, such as the bloodline who haunts him, and the rumored rarer spellcasters?

Qin Si observed all the way, pondered all the way, as more and more mercenary groups gathered from all over the place, and the professionals he saw became more and more distributed, finally let him see a rare variety.

A Warlock!

It is also a type of spellcaster.

This Warlock...... Qin Si observed for two days.

There was no chance to see him make a move, just from the perspective of a monk's qi and appearance, this warlock had nothing special except for his powerful spirit and full of energy.

The vitality fluctuation is like that of mortals, there is no spiritual power, as for the I Ching raft, the divine element is sufficient, the vitality is complete, etc., there is no one, just like a mortal.

But the mercenary group he belongs to treats him as a treasure, and the name of the so-called "Faye" can be seen from the consistent attitude of other mercenary groups.

"Warlock is also a bloodline, a spell-casting bloodline, a bloodline that has been passed down from the ancestors. The immortal master will definitely ask, what is the ancestor's bloodline? Hehe, although this warlock is still third-level, and his own origin and identity are not obvious, it is the immortal master's bloodline in the incident!"

Qin Si suddenly realized, the descendants of the monks, say so!?

Speaking of this, Qin Si said enviously: "Just ask, although the immortal master is high, the bloodline left in time is not unusual, maybe my old Cui also has it, but, but, but who has a good life, this is a smooth awakening?"

"Awakening, isn't it enlightenment?"

Cui Jian woke up and secretly scolded himself for damning, and he forgot for a while and actually said that he had leaked his mouth.

In case the other party thinks of the bloodline and the bloodline......

"Immortal masters don't know, enlightenment and awakening are actually the same thing, especially for extraordinary professions that rely on bloodline stimulation!"

"Awaken, awakened!?"

Qin Si muttered, and sure enough, he thought of the bloodliner.

Cui Jian hurriedly remedied: "But for the immortal master, the awakening may not be so difficult, why? The immortal master is still building a foundation, how can he be compared to an ordinary man who has not yet opened his mind, the divine soul is naturally powerful, the qi is round and wishful, and the divine mind is extremely sharp, the key is to be able to look inward! Speaking of mastery of oneself, how can we professionals compare with immortal masters!"

Qin Si smiled slightly, nodded reservedly, and said no more.

It was another day's journey, and in the evening, the mighty convoy finally arrived at the destination located in the northwest of Jade Lion City.

This is an unremarkable canyon, surrounded by tall mountain peaks, and between the valleys, the unusual spiritual mist is thick, not to mention the naked eye, even if it is spiritual sense, spells, and supernatural powers, it cannot be detected and deepened.

Taniguchi's architecture is odd, like a huge fortress made of steel.

The fortress was pitch black, reflecting this dark luster, and the entrance was hundreds of meters high and dozens of meters wide, and a lifting, huge bronze gate was being pulled by an invisible and huge force, slowly rising in front of the procession.

"I'm afraid there are 100,000 catties in this door!"

"Stop!"

"Shh

After the portal warehouse, what you see is not the scenery in the valley, it is all mosaic-like spots, inexplicable breath, making people's hearts beat faster, and breathing difficult.

Others were just fine, but Qin Si was shaken all over his body, although this breath seemed to be nothing, it gave him a huge sense of crisis that he couldn't trust and couldn't bear.

Could it be Daojun!?

Qin Si thought in shock.

At this moment, a group of people came from these spots.

"Monk!?"

This was the first time Qin Si had seen a monk in this country.

The person at the head looked to be only in his thirties, but he was already a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, and between his actions, he was full of charm, and his every move gave people a sense of harmony, vigor and vitality.

“…… That's the godson!"

"Actually, it's him!"

Hearing the whispers left and right, Qin Si realized who it was.

Bibo Gate!

Unexpectedly, the other party is not here for them.

The dozen or so monks, except for the godson, were unusually tired, as if they hadn't rested in a long time, and everyone seemed so tired that they ignored the large crowd of people who were waiting to enter in front of the portal.

After they left, the door was like a speck, a colorful whirlpool filled all the space inside the door, a black dot flew out of the center of the whirlpool, and in the blink of an eye, it came out to the mouth of the valley, and turned into a strange ship in front of everyone.

On the boat, a voice shouted, "Please board the ferry with your ticket!"

Here it is!

I have to say that the scene in front of me is very different from what I imagined.

It's a crossover.

So simple, so child's play?