"You're better off than I am."

Mu Qing listened to the old man's voice, his little face changed drastically, and his eagle-like eyes stared at the white mist, secretly afraid.

The white smoke lingered, and in an instant, it turned into a three-foot long sword, and before Mu Qing could come back to his senses, he suddenly turned into an eight-year-old child.

The child was dressed in white, with red lips and white teeth, smiling, and the word 'sword' was prominently engraved on the feather crown on his head.

"What are you!"

Mu Qingqiang endured the fear in his heart and tried to keep his voice steady.

When the white-clothed child heard this, his face immediately showed dissatisfaction, his little fingers tapped the air, and he said, "It's the sword spirit, the heavenly sword." ”

Before the words fell, the white-clothed child spun in half a circle in mid-air, and Mu Qing's gaze also moved with him.

"The concentration is good, but I wasn't stunned." The white-clothed child showed his white teeth, "Anyway, it won't hurt you, I have been sleeping in Cangtian Yuna for so many years, and I finally met someone with enough soul strength, speaking of which, I would like to thank your family for three years of bloodline worship." ”

"Offerings?" Blinking his eyes suspiciously, after a few seconds, Mu Qing's face was a little gloomy, and the cold words popped out from between his teeth, "The power that disappeared inexplicably in my body, as well as the sudden drop in the realm, has something to do with your little thing!" ”

"Well, it's not a problem." The white-clothed child scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and then screamed again, his chubby little fingers towards Mu Qing, "Huh! You can't blame me entirely, your father signed a contract with me before he died, if you want to blame, go to your father. ”

"I'll make up my uncle!"

Mu Qing, who had always been calm, couldn't hold back any longer, and jumped like thunder like a madman, and suddenly tore off the jade worn by his index finger and threw it towards the cliff in front of him, his face hideous. I don't care how important this thing is, whether it's a relic left by my parents.

Looking at Yuna who had disappeared without a trace, the anger in Mu Qing's heart was also gone at this moment.

After the triple absolute algorithm, the future of the predecessor was destined to be brilliant, but it was only through that it was found that this was not the case. Mu Qing, who was still struggling with whether his algorithm was wrong, suddenly became enlightened, his algorithm was right, and the fate of this predecessor was also wrong, it was the damn sword spirit troublemaker.

But Mu Qing then calmed down, sat on the ground, and muttered, "Reckless." ”

The appearance of the sword spirit may be indispensable!

He suddenly came to his senses.

"Reckless, reckless....." Mu Qing kept muttering.

It's no wonder that the algorithm that I have worked hard to study for half my life has been questioned by myself for miscalculation, and after learning the real result, anyone will be furious.

After thinking about it, Mu Qing walked towards the cliff with the steps of feeling pity.

Sticking out his head and looking around, he finally shook his head helplessly, "It's really gone." ”

But the moment he turned around, a chubby little face approached, causing Mu Qing to scream and fall to the ground. The body swayed on the edge of the cliff, but fortunately, the body reaction was still there, and it grabbed the branch next to it in time to not fall.

"Who are you scared of?" Mu Qing scolded angrily again, grabbing the branch and not daring to let go.

Half of his body was on the edge of the cliff, desperate to climb back.

"The bloodline offering was signed by your father, why are you angry at me?" The white-clothed child clasped his hands and muttered: "And it's only been three years, if it weren't for the strong bloodline of your Mu family, I wouldn't have chosen you." With that, the boy in white pursed his mouth.

The corners of Mu Qing's mouth twitched, "So I have to thank you?" ”

Crawling back with difficulty, Mu Qing let out a long breath, and a strong wind blew behind him, making his vest cold and full of cold sweat.

If you fall, you will be slightly injured.

Before the white-clothed child could speak, Mu Qing said again: "You have been pumping blood for three years, causing my cultivation to plummet, what can you say?" ”

"It's not rude to come." The child in white smiled, "Little guy, do you want to be stronger?" ”

"Nonsense." Mu Qing said with grinning.

"I can help you." The child in white scratched his eyes, "The three-year offering is indeed quite dark, so let's say a condition?" ”

Mu Qinghu looked suspiciously at the little guy floating back and forth in front of him.

What Heavenly Sword Spirit? What is the Heavenly Jade? He left it all behind.

Now all I have to think about is one thing, to restore my original strength.

After thinking about it carefully, Mu Qing pursed his lips, "In this way, within a year, I will step into the Heavenly Firmament Realm." ”

"Shhhh

The child in white looked at Mu Qing with a strange face, and couldn't help but gasp.

In the next second, Mu Qing, who was still full of anticipation, ushered in the roar of the child in white, "You blackmail!" In a year, even if you have good qualifications, even if I have high skills, in one year, do you think you are getting better? No, no, I don't agree! ”

A year in the Heavenly Cang Realm, this is equivalent to a toad eating swan meat for Mu Qing, whose qualifications are not top-notch.

Between heaven and earth, the realm has always existed in the form of steps.

After crossing the threshold of the early stage of heavenly power, there is the star one behind it, and above the star is the earth spirit, and above it is the sky.

Spanning four realms in one year, unheard of.

It's no wonder that the children in white are so angry that they don't have the demeanor of a fairy.

Mu Qing smiled at the moment, and hurriedly said, "Then like this, the five-grade star?" ”

The white-clothed child was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at the sky, his big eyes full of contemplation.

Mu Qing struck while the iron was hot, went to the front, his heart moved, and he pouted: "You help me cultivate to the fifth grade star, the previous account is written off, and I will do what I say, how about it?" ”

"Stinky boy, full of calculations."

"If you're useless, what am I keeping you for? I won't do anything to eat blood for nothing, so the junior should deign to find another unlucky one....."

Mu Qing sneered a few times, probably knowing that this little guy can't just suck people's blood.

Looking at the smugness in Mu Qing's eyes, the child in white clasped his hands and said with a strange smile: "I really don't believe that you are a twelve-year-old doll, it seems that you have grown beyond my imagination in the past few years." After that, he shook his head with some tears and laughter, "Is this a self-inflicted evil?" ”

Mu Qing held his head in his hands and grinned, "I don't want to make a loss-making deal, how about it?" ”

"Well, who made me ask for you? In one year, I will help you become a five-grade star. The white-clothed child nodded helplessly, and then there was a burst of white smoke, and the child turned into a young man, dressed in white like snow, with long hair like a waterfall, and blue eyes as dazzling as jewels.

Looking at Mu Qing, who was half a head shorter than himself in front of him, the corners of the young man's mouth rose slightly, evoking a playful arc, and then dissipated, and after a little hesitation, he said with some hesitation, "Boy, let me ask you, do you have any plans to become a spirit refiner?" ”

"Soul Alchemist?"

Mu Qing was puzzled for a moment, and the memories of the spirit refiner immediately appeared in his mind.

This is left by the predecessor who has read the books, and it has little effect on the predecessor, but it has helped a lot at this time.