"Oh, how did such a little girl know such an evil method, it is fast to practice like this, but ...... But the more likely you are to fail. When the seventh master heard this, he was not stunned.

Cultivating soul essence is divided into cultivation and blood cultivation.

Cultivation is the adoption of these creatures, and in the long run they develop feelings, because the physical age of livestock is not as long as that of humans, and when these creatures are about to die, the creatures with the aura will give their souls to their masters, so that the owners can continue to control their powers.

Blood cultivation is a more evil method, feeding one's own blood as the first sip of nourishment to living beings, and using the power in the blood to rule over living beings when they are young, because the spiritual energy of living beings is strong and weak, and when the Tao of the blood donor cannot suppress the living beings, the vitality of the blood loser will be taken away by the spirit beast.

After hearing Mu Zi's words, the seventh master stopped again and again and said, "It's not that I don't help you, it's that this matter is too big, and it's a thankless thing for anyone to put it on the table, if you don't pay attention to it, you will lose your life." ”

After all, this is a hot potato, and the seventh master Rao is a master, and he doesn't dare to help easily, so he comforted Mu Zi and asked her to go back and wait first. The Wen family has cultivated morality for generations just to improve themselves, and they are not combative, and Mu Zi is reluctant to let his family know, so the seventh master promised her not to report to her family under Mu Zi's begging.

After all, it is the descendant of the old acquaintance, when the seventh master sent Mu Zi out, he still gave Mu Zi a string of bracelets, and the bracelets were the seven treasures of the Buddhist family, and the old man only said "Take it with you, maybe I can bless you" and sent the girl.

The girl complained bitterly in her heart, she was obviously a Taoist cultivator, and she was an evil path in Taoism that she also took when refining beasts, so what was the use of giving herself a bunch of Buddhist things. Rao was bitter in his heart, but Mu Zi still respectfully asked for this bracelet. As usual, the old man instructs the younger generation on some safety matters on the road, and then closes the door to see off the guests.

When Mu Zi left the Seventh Master's house, it was already evening, and the sunset was lazily sprinkled on the base of the wall, and then the daylight moved away every minute, and the people in the market were almost gone.

The second-rate tomb robbers were also packing up their things and preparing to evacuate, and one of them looked up and saw Mu Zi who had lost his soul and came out, and his heart of teasing rose again, and he said a few witticisms mixed with meat and vegetables with Mu Zi, saying that she looked like a "mourning bride", and the words of the disciple caused the group of young men to start laughing again, and some of the content they said was even more unscrupulous.

Mu Zi, who had no psychological understanding, thought that this group of people was annoying, and wanted to get out and go home as soon as possible, but saw that those guys were suspected of bullying and continuing to talk about meat and causing trouble, so he saw a stone at his feet, and he wanted to kick and warn the other party with anger, but the small size of the stone actually flew out, and smashed a vase to be packed in front of the young people. The people on both sides were stunned at the same time.

The disciples didn't expect this little girl to be so powerful, a few feet away, she could smash a one-meter-high vase with a finger-sized stone; Mu Zi was stunned because he didn't have that much foot power before, and this sudden divine power was not born as a snow spirit?

Losers don't lose battles, although a few young people are afraid of Mu Zi, but they still call for Mu Zi to pay for this vase, and point to the rough-looking vase and blow it violently, saying that it was unearthed in the Han Dynasty, and shouted that it would be twisted if you don't give money.

Mu Zi is naturally not a vegetarian, although he knows that this antique is deep and adulterated, he doesn't know the authenticity of this vase for a while, so he can only poke at the shortcomings of the other party's tomb robbery and damage to Yin Virtue.

"Okay, what Han Dynasty vase, a current imitation, embarrassed girls, you are not ashamed." Suddenly a deep male voice interjected.

The male voice stopped the quarrel between the two sides at once, and the owner of the voice was a young and handsome young man, with several bracelets with strange charms on his wrists, and his eyes were shining, and he looked like he was not to be messed with.

The party who was said to be holding the fake was worried about the depth of Mu Zi's water, and was pointed out that it was a fake, so he viciously put a few words and packed the rest of the things and left the market.

This teenager is none other than him.

This time, he was dressed like an ordinary college student, carrying a slightly larger canvas bag behind him.

Bu Zhou stood a few meters away and looked at Mu Zi, and when he saw Mu Zi's defensive appearance, he threw down the sentence "You pay attention" and turned around and left. Mu Zi's heart couldn't let go even more, and he had already appeared in front of him, but he didn't make a move, did he know that he had practiced the snow spirit and didn't do it, or did he plan to shadow himself in the dark?

With mixed feelings, Mu Zi had no intention of staying here for a long time, and planned to rush to the dock to take the nearest passenger boat to cross the river, and go to the opposite river bank to stay overnight to catch the earliest train back to school on the second day.

The passenger boat crossing the river is a quarter of an hour, Mu Zitu is fast, he added some money to buy a speedboat, five tickets on a boat, and the boat starts after selling five tickets.

Mu Zi saw that there were already three people on the speedboat, so he bought two tickets and asked to leave the boat immediately.

The speedboat traveled quite fast up the river, but it was slightly uneven with the undulations of the waves. Although the staff emphasized that they had never flipped over, the hearts of the boatmen were still hanging.

After Jiang Xin gradually adapted, everyone's hearts gradually let go.

The boat capsized! It was a sudden gust of wind that disturbed the river, and the waves that swelled more than one person directly overturned the boat into the river.

The people on the shore screamed in amazement, but Mu Zi couldn't really hear it in the water, and the sound was sometimes near and far away.

Yes, she can't swim.

Floating in the river, unable to catch floating objects, and choking on a few mouthfuls of water, Mu Zi's consciousness began to be disordered, as if all time was stretched out, and there was no end in sight. When her hands were about to stiffen and her calves began to cramp, she vaguely felt like she was being carried by a person and swam to the shore.

Uncle Mu Zi who saved himself didn't know him, and after thanking him, he struggled to get up and walked to the exit of the dock, although it was less than ten minutes after falling into the water, Mu Zi felt that he had walked through the ghost gate, but he didn't realize it at the moment of raising his eyes.

It's not thoughtful again! It seemed that he was reminding himself to be careful, but he was just retelling himself that he would never let him go.

Mu Zi stared at it with hatred, and slowly paced up the steps of the dock.

But such an expression was misunderstood by the people around him, when Mu Zi fell into the water, there were only a few people on the shore, it happened to be evening, the people who came out for a walk by the river, found out about this accident, and the enthusiastic citizens spontaneously went into the water to save these unfortunate people, and did not want to become famous, but the little girl only thanked casually, and shrugged her face, her eyes were terrifying, but it made the few well-wishers who went into the water to save people shudder.

I didn't see Mu Zi go away, and he didn't say much, he pursed his lips and shook his head lightly, sighed, and disappeared into the crowd.

Mu Zi pulled the soaked clothes on his body, his blue lips couldn't close at all, and he stared at the fingertips that had been fed with blood - the wound had grown new flesh, and it turned white after soaking in water, and after looking at it for a while, Mu Zi staggered to the reserved hotel.

That night, the girl pinched the amulet she was carrying, and she couldn't sleep all night.