There are no clouds, and the stars are dotted with nights. A small star flashed in the sky, connecting with Mo Qiu's sea of knowledge, and an illusion emerged.

Two infant babies wept incessantly, lying on two different altars surrounded by formations.

Mo Qiuhuai felt that this place was somewhat familiar, with a few yellowed fallen leaves floating down from the cold locust trees around him, and several pitch-black crows sitting on the dead branches, looking left and right.

The formation changed abruptly, the sky twinkled with two bright stars, and a baby stopped crying, and his body emitted a heart-warming ghostly light, floating in the sky. The other baby's cry was even louder, as if this roar could shock the heavens and weep ghosts, shaking away the light emitted by the previous baby's body, and the ghost light shattered, and was absorbed by the crying baby.

Of the two stars that had twinkled before, one was fading, while the other was exceptionally bright.

An old man in sacrificial robes walked in, picked up the crying baby and quickly left. Although he was wearing a hood, the conspicuous long beard was recognized by Mo Qiuhuai at a glance, Duan Tianya, the law enforcement elder of the Hidden Void Mansion!

Immediately after that, another short-bearded old man came in, he slowly picked up the baby who was no longer crying, and said in a tired tone: "You are still alive, it seems that you really have amazing talents, but unfortunately you were not born in a rich family, but a poor orphan, otherwise you will be able to build a great road in the future." It's no wonder that God only gave you talent, but didn't let you be born in a good family. Since the heavens will not die for you, I will take you in, and it will depend on your creation in the future. ”

This short-bearded old man Mo Qiuhuai saw it some time ago, and it was Mo Tianyu, the head of the Hidden Void Mansion. Just looking at this appearance, it seems to be a little younger than now.

Knowing the sea is like wisdom, gathering eyebrows and hearts.

Mo Shi looked at Mo Qiuhuai, and guessed that the soul was too void in the fugue, turned his fingers into palms, and stroked his forehead.

Mo Qiuhuai's consciousness seemed to be eroded by an icy cold current, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Boy, are you awake?"

"Ah...... Hmm......" Mo Qiuhuai hadn't come to his senses yet, and was savoring the situation he had seen before.

"Looking at your appearance, it seems that your energy is related to 'memory', so what did you see?"

Mo Qiuhuai did not hide it, and told it out.

"I see, it seems that there is really a saying in this world that 'fortune condensation star'. ”

"Grandpa Goldfinger, what is 'Lucky Condensation'?"

"Ordinary people in the world believe that people's fortunes are closely related to their own destiny. 'Tianyiheng' controls the stars of the universe, formulates the road of Tianyan, and holds the fate of the stars. If a person with a strong fortune is not yet a month old, he can deprive the baby of his luck through the evil method of 'Fortune Condensation', and transfer flowers to another baby with weak congenital fortune. ”

Mo Qiuhuai was silent for a long time, thinking that since the ability of his knowledge was related to 'memory', it must really be his past memory.

Mo Shi looked down at Mo Qiuhuai in a daze and pondered, and sighed: "If your luck is taken away, can you have hatred?"

Mo Qiuhuai raised his head and looked at Master Mo's unfazed eyes, not knowing how to answer for a while. If you talk about hate, it's really not at all. After all, this body was not his own in the first place, where did the hatred come from? Could it be that Mo Qiuhuai's luck was taken away by Duan Helou, the grandson of Duan Helou?

"Grandpa Goldfinger, I have a question. There must be a price for such an evil method to be so brutal, right?"

The ink master smiled slightly, but he did not fall into the city.

"Boy, you're smart. The price of 'Fortune Condensation' is very easy to guess, and even if you know it, it is meaningless. Just now that I heard what you said, I have concluded that the caster of the evil spell is not from the Hidden Void Mansion. The head Mo Tianyu is only in his state of mind, and he can't perform this evil spell yet, and the person who inherits your luck is not what you think. ”

It seems that he spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and it seems that the Hidden Mansion is also doing things for others. Mo Qiuhuai carefully recalled Mo Tianyu's eyes and tone of voice at that time, and actually tasted unwillingness and resentment.

"Boy, don't be unwilling. Today, the old man shows up, and he will help you with everything. Your Essence has been opened, and the Essence in your body should increase five times faster. ”

It is worthy of a golden finger, and Mo Qiuhuai felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

......

The sun was red like fire, and the cauldron in the canteen had just been turned off.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat!" the chef of the canteen knocked on the iron pot and shouted like a roadside vendor.

"I said, Chef, can you stop shouting like that in the future, as if you're feeding a pig. ”

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and the chef's face immediately turned the color of pork liver.

Mo Qiuhuai, as usual, casually held his own food bowl, oh no, he honestly lined up with his own rice bowl.

"Yo, let's see who's coming? isn't this our courtyard sweeping monk......" Duan Helou's voice came from the crowd.

All the disciples laughed, and even the older senior brothers in the sect echoed suit.

Do you know that there are three kinds of people in this world that you can't mess with, that is, the sweeping monk, the librarian, and the person who comes out with a stereo surround sound. I'm just taking both!

Mo Qiuhuai sneered in his heart, and began to think crankily in his mind.

A girl in blue ran over and patted Mo Qiuhuai on the shoulder, staring at Mo Qiuhuai with a pair of big watery eyes.

"Hey, they scolded you for being a monk, why didn't you react at all?" the girl asked on tiptoe, with interest.

Mo Qiuhuai took a fixed look, isn't this Mo Yun, the daughter of the head of the house? Mo Yun is two years older than herself, but she is not tall, and she can barely reach her shoulders. However, people are veritable geniuses, when they were nine years old, the awakening ceremony was already the ninth order of awakening souls, and it didn't take long to successfully condense the spirit, and the spirit was a rare holy spirit 'Seven Bamboo Flutes'.

"The difference between the senior sister's words, the junior brother does not think that the monk is a curse. I want to be dignified, I also have Buddhism, and I just want to be a low-key Buddhist teenager. Say I'm a monk...... The junior brother didn't think there was anything wrong with this. ”

Mo Yun lightly covered her delicate little mouth and let out a pleasant laugh like a silver bell.

"You're talking so funny. Mo Yun appreciated.

Duan Helou, who was holding Erlang's legs on the side, was very unhappy, and the goddess he liked actually chatted so happily with this waste wood, which was really hateful.

"Senior sister, what do you have to do with this waste, aren't you afraid of defiling your mouth?"

Mo Yun turned his head and glanced at Duan Helou coldly, and spit out two words: "Childish!"

Duan Helou was on fire this time, and his anger was focused on Mo Qiuhuai in front of him, not Mo Yun. Senior Sister Yun'er just said that she was naïve, and it was all hurt by this Mo Qiu!

"Mo Qiuhuai, I'm going to fight you alone!"

Mo Yun pursed her lips, clasped her hands around her chest, and said angrily: "Duan Helou, do you want to make a face, you have successfully condensed the spirit some time ago, is this not a good idea to bully the weak?"

Although these words have a bit of a taste of protecting Mo Qiuhuai, the word "weak" sounds really harsh, and Mo Qiuhuai even feels that his self-esteem is a little hurt.

If you said this three months ago, Mo Qiuhuai really didn't have the confidence. But now is not as good as in the past, after the three months of the ink master's tempering, I am no longer what you think I am. What's more, in front of the girl, how can you be worthy of the setting of the male protagonist if you don't pretend to be the second thirteen?

"Senior sister, it's okay, junior brother can handle it!"

Everyone was surprised, this kid doesn't have a good head, where does he get his confidence?

In the blink of an eye, the news that Mo Qiuhuai and Duan Helou were going to duel in the dining hall immediately spread all over the Zangxu Mansion, and even a few senior brothers who were obsessed with the practice room and did not leave the door hurriedly dared to come to see the excitement.

Duan Helou was also very confused for a while, he never expected Mo Qiuhuai to be so eager to die. It's okay to beat you so that you can't take care of yourself, and see that you still use clever words to coax your senior sister.

Duan Helou waved his arm, and the blue light was immediately retracted, holding a spear in his right hand.

"Duan Helou, the lower level of the Yanling Realm, the soldier Yanling 'Qinglan Summons the Dragon Lance'. ”

It seems that the people of this continent like to report their homes before fighting, Mo Qiuhuai was thinking about it, staring at the spear in his eyes.

"Hahaha......" Mo Qiuhuai was crazy, holding his stomach and laughing wildly, "Oh, no, no, no, I'm laughing to death......"

"Hey, what's wrong with this guy, is it crazy?" asked a female disciple, pulling Mo Yun's arm.

Mo Yun shook his head blankly, and sighed in his heart that this poor junior brother had been humiliated for several months, but he still couldn't hold it after all?

I saw that Mo Qiuhuai couldn't hold back a smile, pointed to Duan Helou and said: "Since ancient times, the spearmen have been lucky E, and since ancient times, the archers have hung more B." Now that you've set the flag, it looks like I've won this game!"

"What nonsense is this kid talking about, do you understand?" Duan Helou instantly felt that Mo Qiuhuai in front of him was a little weird.

"I didn't ...... Didn't understand. Brother Duan, what are you afraid of, a waste who is only a third-order when he awakens his soul can directly use a martial art to beat his body. ”

"That is, if you want to cultivate to the ninth order of the third order of awakening souls, it will take ordinary people a year, and it is impossible for Mo Qiuhuai to defeat Brother Duan. ”

Mo Yun's heart is not good, and if the fight starts later, you still have to help Mo Qiuhuai when he can't hold it, don't be disabled when the time comes, it will affect the foundation of cultivation, and it will be a bad thing. This Duan Helou, relying on himself as the grandson of the law enforcement elder, is too arrogant!

Mo Qiuhuai completely ignored the sympathy, cold eyes and ridicule of the people around him, and raised his right hand, and the intense white light instantly stunned the eyes of all the disciples.

Mo Yun subconsciously blocked the strong light with his hand, ran the star in his body, and looked at it, it was actually a silver sword with a simple shape.

Wait, isn't this a ...... Spirit!