After getting out of the 'trance' state, Mo Xie didn't let the trouble crash again, and after slightly adjusting his lower facial muscles, he successfully got into the car and returned to his residence.

"Someone has been here. ”

Without using his spiritual power to perceive, Mo Xie was aware of the abnormality when he stood in front of the door.

Because he found that the key he got when he checked in the next night couldn't unlock the door.

The locks have been replaced.

What do you mean?

Mo Xie is confident that the lock is definitely not changed by the landlord while he is not there, after all, the contract has been signed, and the law, system, society, and society are too cost-effective to unilaterally breach the contract.

Where could an ordinary door lock stop Mo Ye, Mo Ye immediately made a hard move, and as soon as he pushed it, the door opened.

Behind the door is a room of smashed furniture and walls, decorated with red spray paint and various colors of skulls and skulls, accompanied by a 'masterpiece' with the theme of 'killing' and 'death'.

Mo Xie felt that it was nothing more than the underworld society coming to collect debts.

"Oops. ”

Mo Xie couldn't help but take a step back, retreat to the door, and carefully glanced at the door number.

That's right, this is indeed the room he rented.

Mo Ye's face sank slightly, he couldn't think of anyone who would come to his residence and go to great lengths to do such a thing.

The Zhou family?

This level is too low-level for the Zhou family.

Zhuge Jing?

Indeed, if it was a unilateral vent of anger, that woman did have enough motivation to do such a thing, but Mo Xie believed that since the Zhuge family's ancestral magic trick could calculate that he lived here, he could naturally calculate where he practiced last night.

If you want to vent your anger, wouldn't it be better to directly create an obstacle to his practice?

Besides, the graffiti on the wall is completely devoid of the elegance of the Zhuge family, but maybe these graffiti on the wall are all suspicious tactics, but in fact, there are powerful formations/curses hidden under this seemingly messy graffiti.

Mo Xie thought for a moment and closed the door.

Whoever did it, he couldn't live in this room anymore.

"Smack!"

The door couldn't be closed, so Mo Xie could only hide it, took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the landlord, but Mo Xie pressed the phone screen and put the phone back.

What to call for?

The room has been made like this, and the landlord will put the blame on Mo Xie as long as he is a normal person, right?

Don't want to get the deposit back, the rent is estimated to be very hanging, and any more phone calls will only be a waste of communication fees while making this happen earlier.

Mo Xie thought about it and walked back to the side of the elevator, he planned to go to the rooftop to settle first.

Anyway, at the moment, he just needs a hidden place to enter the 'Heavenly Realm', after all, it is really difficult for a big living person to be seen disappearing out of thin air and then appearing out of thin air or something.

Three minutes later, Mo Xie reached the rooftop by normal means—the stairwell separated from the rooftop by one door to be exact.

"The way to get in is the same as before. ”

Dripping a drop of blood on the cross necklace, Mo Ye felt a subtle connection between his mind and the space in the necklace, and then he meditated on the character 'Feng' in his heart.

"Smack!"

Mo Ye's figure in the stairwell suddenly disappeared.

What he didn't know was that at the moment he disappeared, an extended version of the sedan stopped at the entrance of the building, and a handsome man with fair skin who was well-dressed got out of the car.

"Mo Xie...... We'll see you again soon......"

Lin Ming looked up at the position on the eighth floor, and a cold smile rose to the corner of his mouth.

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The Zhou family, the bottom of the sinkhole where many monks stayed.

"Qi Mo, how many percent have you memorized in "Yao Ri Jue"?"

Zhou Xinyan, whose limbs had been fully recovered, sat on a white jade platform, which was the pedestal of Zhou Yan's tombstone and the place where the Heavenly Tribulation incarnation had been sealed before.

Around him, the monks of the Zhou family were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, and everyone was sitting upright, holding their breath and contemplating inwardly.

Zhou Xinyan preached the Tao here for a day and a night, and passed on the exercises for a day and a night, from the most basic Qi practice method to the highest exercise of his Zhou family, at the beginning, many disciples listened to the eyebrows and danced with their hands, but the more they reached the high depths of the exercise realm, the more everyone's reaction was like a wooden chicken.

There is no way, after the Great Qing Cleansing, the highest realm of the Zhou family, except for Zhou Xinyan himself, is only the foundation building consummation, they may be able to barely understand what the cultivation below the middle stage of Jindan is all about, but it will not work if it goes any further.

It's like letting a group of elementary school students sit in a college high math class, and this group of people is listening in a fog.

Zhou Xinyan naturally knows about the high and low, but as long as there is still one person below who is listening attentively and hard, he will not stop.

And at this moment, the last person who was barely 'listening' also hung his head.

It's time to stop.

Zhou Xinyan looked at the current Zhou family, and sighed in his heart.

"Back to the old ancestor, the disciple was stupid, and only wrote down one, two, three, four, five, six, seven......"

Zhou Qimo, who had just lowered his head and didn't know if he was about to fall into a drowsy sleep or deep thinking, was awakened by Zhou Xinyan, and in a shock, he used the wrong force in his legs and fell to the ground on his back, but Zhou Qimo was very clever and adjusted his posture to kneel and bow, and after three kowtows, he raised his head and answered Zhou Xinyan's question while putting his hands in front of him.

"Not bad, not bad. can actually remember seventy percent, this son should really be talented......"

Zhou Xinyan stroked his beard and smiled, "Yao Ri Jue" is his own practice, although it is not the real supreme classic of the Zhou family, but it is already a rare miracle in the world, at this moment he heard Zhou Qimo 'one, two, three, four, five, six, seven' counting, and his heart was very relieved that there was a successor, but just when he wanted to open his mouth to praise the other party, Zhou Qimo finished counting.

"Tell the old ancestor, the disciple only remembers eight sentences!"

Zhou Qimo said.

Zhou Xinyan almost didn't catch his breath.

After a long time, he said, "That's it, that's it." Wait and retreat, today's exercises must be practiced diligently, and all the materials in the treasure house can be collected as long as they are needed for cultivation. Qi Mo, you have the highest cultivation here, and you took the lead in rescuing the ancestor and me that day, this key will be handed over to you, don't steal it yourself. ”

Zhou Xinyan stood up from the pedestal, and with his movements, a series of crunchy sounds of staggered bones moved from his body, but these strange crunchy sounds were not heard by any of the disciples, because he used his voice to cover them up very well.

After speaking, Zhou Xinyan exhaled, and an emerald green key condensed in this breath.

"Thank you for the love of your ancestors! Qi Moding will live up to the trust of your ancestors!"

Zhou Qimo stretched out his hands while maintaining a kneeling posture, and the emerald green key fell into his hand, which melted into flesh and turned into a green mark on the palm of Zhou Qimo's right hand.

"I'm going to go out soon, if it goes well, I can return in three or four days, if it doesn't go well, I'm afraid it will take five or six days to return, during this period, the Zhou family will be headed by Qi Mo, do you understand?"

Zhou Xinyan flicked his beard, and the momentum of the Yuanying Monk swept in all directions, waking up some of the Zhou family disciples who were still in a state of meditation or sleep before.

"Yes!"

And they all knelt down.

Zhou Qimo, who has the highest realm, can only memorize eight sentences, and it seems that he will save Xian'er this time. ”

Zhou Xinyan sighed secretly.