Qin Hai is a Soul Priest of the first level of the Mixed Yuan Realm, from a small family with a small name, and in the same way, he is also an unlucky person who was selected to be sent to the Heavenly Lotus Valley after being repeatedly elected within the family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, his bad luck is not limited to this, Qin Hai, who has lived in the family since he was a child, has no experience in dealing with the world, and he is only a hundred miles away from the family, and he was deceived by a Jianghu Taoist priest in the name of looking at palmistry to eliminate disasters.

This kind of thing can be called a shame for the priest. But helplessly, no matter how shameful he was, Qin Hai had to knock out his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, after all, once it was spread, he would become the laughing stock of all the spirit priests.

Qin Hai couldn't say that he was bitter, he looked around, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Stinky Daoist, don't let me catch you, otherwise, you will die an ugly death......"

Now that Qin Hai is penniless, fortunately, he still has some connections, and after reaching Tianlian Valley, he will have friends to come to pick him up.

But there are still more than 5,000 miles away from Tianlian Valley, and it will take at least four or five days to arrive with foot strength alone, and I have no entanglement, and now the biggest problem is food and accommodation. After all, no matter how strong the spirit priest is, he will never be able to leave the body of a mortal, and even some spirit priests who have been closed all year round have a weaker physique than mortals.

"What can I do......

Qin Hai had a sad face, with the dignity of being a spirit priest, Qin Hai would not be able to hit the mortal with his idea, rather than stealing and robbing it, he might as well starve to death with a little temperament.

"That's right!"

Qin Hai's mind suddenly flashed, and after making up his mind, he began to search for targets everywhere.

Coincidentally, a young man in a white robe with a white dog came into view, and his honest and honest appearance made Qin Hai overjoyed, and he hurriedly rubbed his hands and stepped forward, looking funny.

"Brother, are you interested in making a deal?"

Wu Moxie, who was wandering around the bazaar, stopped his steps and said with a suspicious expression: "What kind of business?"

"Ahem......" Qin Hai cleared his throat, sorted out his expression, and asked with a smile: "Little brother, do you have an enemy?" I can help you avenge it, as for the reward, it is easy to say." ”

"Enemy?" Wu Moxie thought for a while, nodded and said, "Count it on." ”

"Hehehe, is it?" Qin Hai was even more ecstatic, as if he had imagined that a reward would hit him in the face, and hurriedly asked, "Then can you tell me one or two?"

"Oh, it's a king who stole my father's things......" Wu Moxie replied very seriously.

"Uh-huh, then what? Introduce it in detail......" Qin Hai's smile became more and more intense.

"He is at the seventh level of the Mixed Yuan Realm this year, and his soul is at the pseudo-emperor level, but ah, it is the day after tomorrow. Wu Moxie touched his nose and said with interest: "Can you clean him up?"

"Hehe, that's natural, it's a fake spirit priest in the next place, tidy up a mere seventh layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm......" Qin Hai's smile was completely gone, and he was stunned: "Wait, the seventh layer of the Mixed Yuan Realm?!"

"yes. Wu Moxie nodded.

"Little brother, are you a spirit priest?" Qin Hai's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

O my God...... I almost swore just now that I would clean up a seventh-layer soul priest in the Mixed Yuan Realm, and I was still a monster with a pseudo-emperor soul, and at that time, I could only give away my life if I came to the door.

"yes. ”

"Then ......" Qin Hai pointed to the mastiff and said with some uncertainty: "This is, your spirit demon?"

Wu Moxie nodded again and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing...... It's nothing ......" Qin Hai laughed embarrassedly twice, and arched his hand: "I just admire your brother, your concealment skills are really high......"

Often there is a perception between the soul priests, and the two sides can judge whether the other party is a mortal with just one glance, and this common sense does not seem to work on Wu Moxie, because he does not exude a trace of soul power from his body, which is no different from a mortal.

And the natal spirit demon is a dog, and Qin Hai is even more unheard of.

Maybe it's not a dog, maybe it's a wolf? It's just to hide people's eyes and look more like dogs, it must be so......

After all, this person's enemies are all at the seventh level of the Mixed Yuan Realm, so his strength should not be bad, maybe he is a master of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Qin Hai thought of this in his heart, and asked with a smile again: "Wushan Ghost Clan Qin Hai, I don't know which family sent Tianjiao by my brother?"

"Moyun Mountain cold bamboo mound, Wu Moxie. ”

"Leng Zhu Mound, that Leng Zhu Mound that had produced eleven peer god realm powerhouses back then?" Qin Hai said in some surprise.

"Exactly. Wu Moxie replied with a smile.

"That must be a master who is well hidden!" Qin Hai actually had some tears in his eyes after hearing this, and suddenly hugged Wu Moxie's thigh, and howled: "Big brother, big brother Mo Ye, the rivers and lakes are in emergency!"

Wu Moxie was stunned, he didn't expect the other party to come out like this.

"What's wrong?"

"Big brother, you don't know. Qin Hai picked up Wu Moxie's white robe and wiped his snot.

"!" Wu Moxie's eyes widened.

"The younger brother's family is poor, the family has been bullied, this time he was sent to Tianlian Valley as a dead soldier, and now he has walked less than a hundred miles, so he is no longer entangled, and his life is bitter......" Qin Hai cried bitterly, and his narration was quite convincing.

"Let's go together. Wu Moxie breathed a sigh of relief, the person holding his thigh in front of him did not have the habit of breaking his sleeves, which undoubtedly made the big stone in his heart fall to the ground.

"The eldest brother is on top, and the younger brother is worshipped!"

Wu Moxie shook his head helplessly, how could he meet such a living treasure spirit master.

It's not that Wu Moxie is helpful, but that he really needs to gather his own alliance now. He knew in his heart that it was right that he could defeat a few Initial Realm juniors in the clan with brute strength, but in the eyes of the Tianjiao of so many families, it was not enough to see at all, and it was very likely that he was killed in the wilderness before he even entered the Heavenly Lotus Valley.

The death of his mother made Wu Moxie no longer care about Leng Zhuzuka, and the image in his mind in a fluttering red shirt gradually dissipated. The opening of Tianlian Valley happened to be an opportunity, so that Wu Moxie, who was immersed in grief, did not hesitate at all and offered to go to Tianlian Valley.

People fight for a breath, and Buddha fights for a stick of incense.

Wu Moxie has never conceded defeat, nor has he ever bowed his head in front of his clansmen. His path as a priest can no longer find an answer in Leng Zhu Mound, so he can only get out of this world, experience the strife between this truly strong man, and use life and death to prove the path under his feet.

Wu Moxie had always been well aware of his strength, so he needed to find allies to maximize his chances of surviving in the Heavenly Lotus Valley.

And before leaving the Moyun Mountain Range, Wu Moxie did something that was not harmful to the heavens and reason, but it also made people and gods angry, the day before departure, Wu Moxie, who was no longer honest, went up the mountain with the moon to face the night, and with the sensitive sense of smell of the moon, he almost took away all the precious medicinal materials that could be taken away.

Then, Wu Moxie went to the bazaar auction house with a lot of money and bought a soul ring with the 10,000 taels obtained from the auction of medicinal materials.

That is something that countless soul priests dream of, you know, usually in a family, only Tianjiao is qualified to wear a treasure.

Through the stimulation of soul power, the soul ring will form a space that can not only collect demon spirits but also store things, and the stronger the soul power, the larger the space formed.

Wu Moxie's soul power was not much, and he could only stimulate a space of nearly ten cubic meters, but if he didn't put the moon in it, it would be enough to store those medicinal materials collected from the mountain.

It is no exaggeration to say that Wu Moxie is now equivalent to a mobile warehouse of precious medicinal materials, and he has a huge amount of money.

Wu Moxie and Qin Hai were walking on the street, and they saw an inn with luxurious decoration. In the inn, Xiao Er was shouting everywhere, busy and in full swing, and on a table table, the aroma of mountain delicacies was permeated.

Just feeling a little hungry in his stomach, Wu Moxie licked his lips and turned around and stepped on the threshold.

"Brother Mo, who are you?"

"Eat. Wu Moxie looked puzzled.

"Let's buy some dry food to eat on the road, there are more than 5,000 miles to go......" Qin Hai smiled bitterly.

"Who has the energy to travel if they haven't eaten enough, and now it's getting dark, so let's live here." Wait for tomorrow morning, we will go to the post station. Wu Moxie stepped into the inn without caring and shouted.

"Xiao Er, cut five catties of braised beef and roast a suckling pig. ”

Compared to Qin Hai's poor acidity, Wu Moxie is simply like a nouveau riche who has just entered the city.

"Trench, ......"

Qin Hai looked at Wu Moxie's swaggering figure walking in, couldn't help patting his slightly stiff face, and hurriedly followed, while sighing: "Isn't it rumored that the cold bamboo mound has fallen, and where did this come out......