"It's not just the demons and ghosts that will make trouble, but also the county seat." After Tan Mo finished speaking, he stopped talking, he reached out and grabbed the fire, put her in his sleeve, and then stepped out.

Divine Foot Trick Trick.

The figure turned into nothingness, and appeared a hundred steps away in an instant. There are three steps in one zhang, and Tan Mo can come and go at will within a radius of forty zhang, which is a hundred steps away, and Tan Mo has not done his best.

Finding that there was a problem with the county, Tan Mo took advantage of the fact that the sun had not set, hurried all the way, and finally found a bamboo and wood inn next to the mountain wall on a plank road before dark.

The inn has been around for some years, and it rains and the house is still leaking, but at this time it is windy and rainy, and there is only this inn nearby.

However, there is no room, so I can only sit in the lobby of the inn for a night.

ordered a pot of hot tea, asked for a bowl of somen noodles, Tan Mo ate noodles, and the candle flame on the table swayed in the wind, making the already not bright lobby flicker.

Not only is this the case at Tan Mo's table, but also on other tables, there are two tables where in order to save money, they didn't ask the shopkeeper for candles.

There is a charge for lighting candles here, and it is very expensive.

The lobby of the inn is not small, but there are only four tables, which are very separated, because the middle section is leaking, and the water falls directly on the muddy floor in the inn, which is already muddy, and there is a tendency to spread.

Because of this, the halo of candles on one table cannot shine on the other table.

After all, it's just a dim yellow halo the size of a palm.

In this dim environment, Tan Mo took a breath. There is no oil and water, no toppings and side dishes, there are no greenhouse vegetables in this place, and when winter approaches, there are no vegetables, so a bowl of somen noodles has nothing in it except salt.

However, Tan Mo is not a picky eater, he has meat to eat meat, and he has no meat to make do.

There is a cold wind in the inn from time to time, this place is dilapidated, and it is in disrepair, even if the doors and windows are closed, there is still a cold wind swishing in, and it can't be stopped.

In this inn, except for Tan Mo, who is alone and at one table, there are at least two people sitting at the other three tables, both men and women, all over the place bowing their heads to eat and drink tea, without saying a word.

Tan Mo had just carefully observed, in the lobby of this inn, in addition to him, there was also a cultivator, a burly middle-aged man full of rivers and lakes, wearing brocade clothes, and at a glance, he knew that he was from a rich and noble family. And the cultivation on his body is not high, and he can't even reach the lowest spiritual power fluctuation of the Six Imperial Realms.

Obviously, this man is just an ordinary mortal, because of his good background, he has this acquired spiritual root, and his cultivation is probably at the two layers of Jiuxuan.

Tan Mo saw that his hands were full of blue-black calluses, and he was wearing a knife at his waist, he knew that this middle-aged man was following the same path as his third senior brother Mirror Void.

Martial arts!

There is no such thing as shattering the void in the Great Black Heaven, so the grandmaster realm of this martial arts is the end. And it is a little difficult to say which is stronger or weaker in the cultivation of the Martial Dao Grandmaster and the Six Imperial Realms. If it is a desperate fight, then the ordinary Six Imperial Realms have a high chance of dying at the hands of the martial arts master.

But if you face demons, then the person who dies is definitely a martial arts master.

Moreover, even if you become a martial arts master, it is impossible to guarantee that you will be at your peak for the rest of your life, usually after the age of forty, the body of a martial artist begins to decline, and naturally, a body of martial arts will also decline.

By the time of the sixtieth year, the martial arts of a martial arts master were no longer one in ten, and only the fists and feet were left, and the punches that were punched could only be called flower fists and embroidered legs.

However, in the Nine Xuan Realm, where there is no hope of promotion, martial arts training is a great means to improve strength, as long as the martial arts master is achieved, the general Six Imperial Realms dare not underestimate.

After all, most of the Six Imperial Realms, let alone supernatural powers, can know two or three spells, it is already very good.

When Tan Mo came over, he happened to see that the middle-aged man went upstairs to make trouble because he didn't have a room, but he quickly ran down, and there was no doubt that there were cultivators who were not weak in cultivation upstairs.

At least the Six Imperial Upper Realm, and this middle-aged man happened to know each other, otherwise he wouldn't have compromised so quickly, and he didn't bother with the innkeeper after coming down.

It is normal for those who have the power of force to anger the weak.

It is human nature to bully the weak and fear the hard.

Tan Mo didn't plan to go up to meet a cultivator, he ate noodles by himself, and left a noodle at the end and quietly put it in his pocket.

After smelling the fire of the noodle fragrance for a while, he immediately held the noodle with six hands and gnawed it.

Although it was tasteless, she still ate it with relish.

After all, I was hungry for a day, and I listened to the noodles that I had been sucking for a while, and I was already hungry.

When you are hungry, whatever food you eat, you feel that it is the ultimate delicacy in the world.

Although she has four more arms, Huo'er is indeed a living person, and according to her own words, it was something that went wrong when she was reborn that caused her to have four more arms.

But she didn't suffer a loss, a Buddha seal that required six hands to cast appeared in her mind since she was reborn, and the power of this Buddha seal was incomparably huge.

Tan Mo knew that Huo'er could tell him these things, not because the relationship with him had reached that level, but because this Buddha seal wanted to learn, the most basic condition was six arms, and not one less.

After hearing this, Tan Mo thought about it the most, that Thousand-Armed Guanyin Bodhisattva, would he have mastered a powerful Thousand-Handed Buddha Seal?

It was windy and rainy outside, the house was dripping and leaking, and from time to time there was a cold wind pouring in, and this night was destined to be impossible to sleep.

Suddenly, Tan Mo noticed that someone was looking closer.

He looked over, stood up, folded his hands, and said, "What is the matter with the donor?" ”

The person who came was a young man, who looked twenty-seven or eighteen, with sword eyebrows, and looked dignified and upright. Although the dress is ordinary, it is not an ordinary poor family, and the family background is not well-off, and it is also a well-off family.

Because at the man's table before, in addition to this young man, there was also a young woman and two men dressed as housekeepers.

Obviously, these are two servants following their own young master and grandmother.

"Seeing that the little master was wearing thin clothes, Neiko specially asked Zhang to send a blanket over to keep the little master warm." The young man smiled.

Tan Mo thought about it, did not refuse, but thanked him and solemnly accepted the blanket.

"Thank you."

The man didn't say much, turned around and walked away, returned to the table, and hugged the young man. The woman seemed to be suffering from the cold, and her face was slightly pale at this moment, and she was sitting leaning back, covered with a quilt.

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