Chapter 7: The Divine Pilgrimage

"Haha, crazy enough, the old man likes it. ”

As soon as the words fell, a white-haired old man came out of the air, waved his sleeves to dissolve the water dragon, and looked at Luo Ji in surprise.

He didn't expect that the boy who helped him break through the bottleneck of alchemy was the rumored waste with low talent in martial arts.

And Luo Ji was able to discover his hidden traces, which made him even more dumbfounded, could it be that his use of the soul was even higher than his own.

This is impossible, the martial arts cultivator is several orders higher than him, and he is still a Dan master who is more powerful than the martial artists of the same class, and the soul power.

The white-haired old man looked incredulous.

He didn't know that Luo Ji, whose true spirit had almost exhausted his soul, might not be as majestic as him, but it was incomparably condensed.

His soul power is like tofu, and Luo Ji's is a knife, which is fundamentally different.

And for the use of soul power, there is no comparison.

Luo Ji's soul power survived the primordial tribulation, and he even possessed all kinds of wonders.

As soon as Mo Hai arrived, Luo Ji felt his majestic soul power.

It's just that seeing that he is hiding, Luo Ji is a little confused.

At the last moment, he also wanted to see his choice, if he didn't show up, Luo Ji would also have a way to deal with it.

It's just that it will hurt the origin of the body, and even affect the foundation of martial arts, unless it is absolutely necessary, Luo Ji is unwilling to use forbidden arts.

At this time, the white-robed old man looked at Luo Ji's black hair flying, the wildness in his eyes, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the face of the strong man of the Martial King, he was not afraid to let go of his words, and let himself break through the bottleneck in a few words.

He felt that Luo Ji was extraordinary, if he was a waste, who was Tianjiao in the Tianwu Continent.

Thinking of Luo Ji's extraordinary, the white-haired old man who was a little unwilling to gamble about him became a little happy at the moment.

This son is by no means a thing in the pool, and he will turn into a dragon when he encounters a storm.

The white-haired old man made up his mind that he must befriend Luo Ji.

"The gap in cultivation is too big, and we have to find a way to improve our strength as soon as possible. ”

The white-haired old man appeared, Luo Ji put his mind at ease, and he was uncomfortable with a blow from the strong man of the Martial King, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he sat cross-legged, and the immortal demon body operated to heal his injuries.

"Who are you to dare to care about my Luoshui Palace. The white-haired old man waved his hand and defeated the water dragon he had condensed, the other party was probably a high-level martial king, or even a strong martial emperor, and the Luo Palace Lord looked a little dignified.

She didn't expect that this small Tiannan City would have such a master.

But she is not afraid, even if the other party is a strong martial emperor, Luoshui Palace has the confidence to deal with it.

The white-robed old man was none other than Mo Hai, who had broken through the bottleneck of alchemy, and he nodded at Luo Ji and thanked him.

If it weren't for Luo Ji's guidance and inspiration, the bottleneck of alchemy would probably be stuck for several years, or even for life.

He thanked Luo Ji from the bottom of his heart, then turned his head to look at the Luo Palace Master, and said lightly: "Mohai." ”

"Who is Mohai. ”

"Isn't it the martial arts master of Fengyang County. ”

The water dragon that can easily dissolve the lord of the Luo Palace is by no means an unknown person, and everyone in the ancestral house has a lot of discussions, and they have never heard of Mohai's name.

With the appearance of Mohai, Xie Yu did not have the confidence of the Luo Palace Lord, and he was extremely jealous.

He couldn't understand how this waste boy could have a connection with such a martial arts master.

Could it be someone sent by this kid's mysterious mother's family?

Wasn't his mother punished?

Xie Yu looked at the sea of ink that suddenly appeared, and was particularly puzzled.

For a moment, Xie Yu Shuangmu looked at Mo Hai slightly, thought of a certain possibility, and said in disbelief at the corner of his mouth: "Impossible, it can't be him, he has been retired for twenty years." ”

"Who he is. Seeing that Xie Yu looked dumb and knew the origin of Mohai, the Luo Palace Lord asked coldly.

"I can't be sure, it is rumored that in the past 20 years, someone has gambled with the current Danhuang Dan, and if he loses, he will not ask about the world. ”

Xie Yu's expression was solemn, his voice was extremely small, with a trill, he didn't expect that getting rid of the Luo family and his son would be so tricky.

"Twenty years ago, he gambled on Dan, could it be that he was the first person under the Dan Emperor, Mo Hai. The Luo Palace Master's face changed slightly, and he glanced sideways at the wild and unruly Luo Ji, and was dumbfounded for a while.

He didn't understand how such a waste of martial arts and apprentices could be involved with the legendary person.

This is the closest person to the Dan Emperor in legend.

Alchemy, inscriptions, can directly enhance the strength of martial artists, and the Tianwu Continent is the most respected.

Three hundred years ago, the Holy Land in the middle of the Tianwu Continent somehow offended the legendary Dansheng Coca.

Dan Shengfu, the Seven Saints, suppressed the holy land of the world overnight and turned into a sea of blood, and the lord of the holy land ruled by himself, leaving a legacy to be inherited.

Then, Dansheng Coca called on the Danshi of the world to unite the Seven Saints and create a Danshi Guild that is a little stronger than many holy places.

The horror of Danshi is not just his cultivation, but the network of relationships behind him, the energy behind him.

Even the king of Fengyang County of the Divine Dynasty needs to be polite in the face of a Dan king, let alone the Dan emperor.

The Luo Palace Lord was quite jealous of Mo Hai, and looked at Yun Shan, who looked a little decadent, knowing that if she couldn't pass the level in her heart, it would be difficult for her cultivation to improve.

She thought of the miracle that the master said after Yun Shan's physique was awakened, and she was heartbroken, and said, "This waste insults my Luoshui Palace, and it should not be spared." ”

"King Modan, is it worth it to make a waste to my Luoshui Palace. Why don't you give me a face in Luoshui Palace, it will come to the door to thank you every day. ”

"Waste?" Mo Hai snorted coldly, he knew that Luo Ji was extraordinary.

If it were ordinary, if a martial artist duo threatened to kill a high-level martial king powerhouse in two years, Mo Hai would think that person was crazy, and it would never be possible.

The gap between the martial disciples and the martial kings is immeasurable.

However, thinking of Luo Ji's interpretation of the origin of the Dan Dao, he used the cultivation of martial apprentices to resist the blow of the strong man of the martial king, and only suffered a few scars, he vaguely felt that this young man could create miracles.

Mo Hai said lightly: "Keep saying that Xiaoyou is a waste? And Xiaoyou's bold words, you are afraid." ”

"The weak eat the strong, the strength is respected, and it is to bully others with big and small battles, is this what Luo Shui Ning taught you. Mo Hai said as he spoke, becoming more and more cold.

"Who doesn't teach well, the seniors bother. Hearing Mo Hai and Shizun's peer discussion, Luo Palace Master Shuangmu condensed slightly, and suddenly thought of Mo Hai's oath twenty years ago, and the oath that he would not become an emperor and not leave the mountain, she trembled.

Could it be that he became the Emperor of Dan?

The legendary Emperor Dan.

A suspected existence of the Dan Emperor, the Luo Palace Lord was extremely jealous, stared at Luo Ji and said unwillingly: "If you want to defeat my Luoshui Palace Tianjiao in a year, don't be a turtle with a shrunken head, see you on the holy war." ”

"God is on a jihad, wait, I'll make you despair. At this moment, the Immortal Demon Body had been running for several weeks, and Luo Ji, whose injuries had been suppressed, woke up with a sense of joy in his heart.

He didn't expect that the proverbial treasure would also follow the true spirit and cross the ten thousand realms.

With this supreme treasure, Luo Ji is sure that in a very short period of time, he will be able to restore his previous life cultivation, or even go to the next level.

One year of defeat, two years of killing the Lord of the Luo Palace, what is the difficulty.

"Hmph, wait until you get the qualification for the Divine Pilgrimage. Luo Palace Lord Shuangmu condensed slightly, then turned his head and walked towards the ancestral mansion with Yun Shan.

Walking to the door, Yun Shan glanced back at Luo Ji, and ruthlessness flashed in her eyes.

She is the pride of heaven in Luoshui Palace, since she was defeated by a waste who has never looked at it squarely.

She was a saint in the eyes of countless people in Luoshui Palace, but she was given a break by a waste.

She was unwilling, as if she had made a major decision, and said with a hideous face: "Master, please allow me to enter the abyss of the ruins, I will definitely use this waste in my hands to wash away today's humiliation in the holy war." ”

Thinking of the horror of the abyss of returning to the ruins, the Luo Palace Lord glanced at Yun Shan and nodded a little unbearably.

The two drifted away.