Text Chapter 87 The third doppelganger, out!
The sun rises in the east, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning shine on Xu Mo's face through the curtains.
The rooster in the village is crowing, announcing the arrival of a new day to the village.
To the west of the village, there was a sound of sobbing in the courtyard of a family, and in a house next to him, Xu Mo opened his eyes and looked at everything strange around him in confusion.
Then he remembered what happened after he got drunk last night, grinned, and said secretly: My luck is too good, isn't it?
It wasn't until he heard the sound of sobbing that he rolled over and got out of bed, got dressed, and walked out of the door.
When he walked outside, he saw the old man who had been drinking with him last night and his wife discussing something, but when they saw his appearance, they stopped discussing and turned to look at him in unison, which made him very embarrassed.
After a while, their son walked out of the room and said to them suspiciously, "Father, mother, what's going on next to you?"
Hearing this, the old man also sighed and said, "It's not that the dead are dead, but the eldest daughter of your second uncle's family was taken away by the people of Douzong, and it is said that she took a fancy to his talent." ”
"How is this possible, why don't you come sooner or later, but this time comes?" the young man exclaimed in surprise.
Xu Mo, who had been silent beside him, also frowned and said, "There is something strange about this!"
"Oh, it's not that I fell in love with the beauty of the second child and his daughter, what I said is high-sounding, it's really unreasonable!"
The old woman next to her, who had not spoken to her, also stood up and danced to express her thoughts.
"What is the Dou Sect? Could it be the Immortal Cultivation Sect? But you said last night that there are no more monks in this world. ”
Shaking his head slightly, Xu Mo asked the old man suspiciously.
"Yes, although there are no more immortal cultivators in this world, another cultivation system has been born, called: Fighting Practitioners!"
The old man said abruptly in a hoarse voice, as if he felt sad for the sake of the world.
"Trainer?"
Xu Mo said without thinking.
"That's right, it's the fighting practitioners, they practice fighting qi, and there is only one sect in this world, and that is the fighting sect. The old man said to Xu Mojie, paused and said: "It seems that the level is: Dou Shi, Dou Ling, Dou Wang, Dou Huang, Dou Zong, Dou Zun, Dou Emperor, corresponding to the level of immortal cultivation Qi refining to the top." ”
"Well, I just don't know if there is a winning period in this world. Xu Mo held his cheek with one hand and said suspiciously, and then said: "It's your Doudi powerhouse here." ”
After thinking about it, the old man replied to Xu Mo: "It is said that Xiao Yan, the Taishang Ancestor of the Dou Sect, was promoted to the Dou Emperor a thousand years ago, but whether it is true or not, we mortals have no way of knowing. ”
"Anti-inflammatory? yes, I see. ”
At first, he was very surprised by the name, and then Xu Mo replied to the old man.
"Xiao, that Xiao, inflammation, inflammation. The young scholar explained with one hand on his back.
"I know, but how many powerhouses are there in Dou Zong and Dou Zun?"
Xu Mo smiled awkwardly, and then asked.
The old woman who had been silent next to her said lightly: "Douzun has two Taishang elders, and Douzong has twelve sect protectors. ”
"You've been talking for a long time, isn't it still useless?" The young man said disdainfully, as if he looked down on Xu Mo's ability.
"Ahem!"
The old man coughed twice, as if he had made a decision, turned around and looked at the young man with loving eyes, and said, "Tianhe!
Lowering his head, the young man fell silent, not that he didn't agree, but that he couldn't agree at all, just because he didn't want to do this, he just wanted to be a scholar who was rich and rich.
Although he once heard in the book how powerful the people of the Dou Sect were, but he didn't yearn for it at all, he had read the classics of cultivating immortals, which recorded how the former sect was so deceitful, if you don't provoke people yourself, trouble will continue to find you one after another.
I have also heard people mention that cultivating Dou Qi can lead to immortality, but in the end, only one is left, even if he cultivates that ruthless immortal, what is the use?
Perhaps feeling the sourness of youth, Xu Mo's pupils shrank, how could he not be like this at the beginning, it was his own incompetence that caused the disaster that day, if he could have the current cultivation that day, his parents and fellow villagers would not have died.
Thinking of the scene of his parents and fellow villagers lying in a pool of blood, Xu Mo's tears fell like a curtain of rain, and he had been suppressing this memory, so he lived very comfortably every day.
Wiping away his tears, he sighed leisurely, shook his head at the young man and persuaded: "If you don't have strong strength, how can you protect all good things." ”
Hearing this, the young man turned slightly sideways and looked at Xu Mo and asked, "Why do you say this, as long as you don't cause unnecessary trouble, can you run into trouble?"
"Have you ever wondered why your cousin was arrested and you are still standing there and unable to do anything?"
"At that time, if you had the strength to surpass the Dou Emperor, would your cousin still be arrested?"
Seeing the young man's cowardly appearance, Xu Mo scolded the young man one after another.
"This ......!"
Hearing Xu Mo's scolding, the young man said a word hesitantly, and there was no follow-up.
Seeing that the young man was still hesitating, Xu Mo shook his head and said to the young man again: "You may not have such an experience as me, or I'll let you take a look at my memory." ”
After finishing speaking, Xu Mo stretched out a finger and pointed it at the young man's eyebrows, and the picture of Xu Mo's family and villagers dying appeared in the young man's mind, which made the young man stunned for a long time.
When the young man was sluggish, the old man and the old woman thanked Xu Mo and said, "Thank you, sir, for educating the dog (my son)." ”
Seeing this scene, Xu Mo also waved his hand again and again and said: "Grandpa, you are too polite, in fact, you don't need to thank you, didn't you let you break through to the late stage of Yuan Ying last night?"
"I'm calling it a mistake, but you're really teaching it, and you deserve it. ”
The old man said with great gratitude, as if it was a great kindness.
Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Xu Mo didn't say anything, just stood there and waited for the young man to wake up.
Time slipped away inadvertently, and the dazzling sun tirelessly shone on this world.
The old man and the old woman had already walked away, only Xu Mo and the young man were standing under the scorching sun, and the old woman had come to ask Xu Mo if he was thirsty, and Xu Mo waved his hand casually.
The very vulture opened his blood-red eyes and looked at Xu Mo without the slightest emotion, as if he was being targeted by an evil ghost.
"Figured it out?"
Ignoring his calm eyes, Xu Mo asked casually.
The young man nodded his head, looked at Xu Mo hoarsely with no sense in his eyes, and said, "You have experienced more than we can imagine, you are very strong, but you are very stupid. ”
Hearing his previous words, Xu Mo didn't care at all, but when he heard the last sentence, he asked indifferently, "Oh, why is this?"
"Judging by your brief experience, you have many enemies. The young man said seriously, paused and added: "If nothing else, just the sect you first worshipped, you killed so many of their disciples, will they probably let you go?"
"Haha!"
Xu Mo laughed twice, and said without any concern: "So what, I am in this world now, how can they find me?"
"You are wrong, the souls of your parents and fellow villagers, as far as I know, immortal cultivators can collect souls through soul summoning, and then refine souls. The young man said disdainfully, as if mocking Xu Mo's ignorance.
"Well, you're right, but might they have thought of it?"
Feeling the ridicule of the young man, Xu Mo also asked rhetorically.
In fact, his heart has already rippled a little, and he is also very empty-hearted, which is about his parents.
So, Xu Mo was very nervous and called out to the Reverse Realm Bead, but unfortunately what he was waiting for was a permanent dead silence, and there was no sound coming out, as if it didn't exist at all, it was just an ordinary stone.
Seeing Xu Mo standing there in a daze, the young man left silently with great interest.
In such a short moment, Xu Mo thought a lot, and at the same time set a goal for himself, he had already thought of a way, first infiltrated the sect with his clone, and then cultivated to the realm of Dou Di.
As soon as he said he would do it, he sat cross-legged on the spot, pinching out strange handprints with both hands, only to see all kinds of colorful streamers flowing around him, like water ripples circulating on his body.
A colorful ball of light, quietly suspended in front of Xu Mo, stretched out his palm and slapped it towards his chest, spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and casually hit the ball of light, and a figure derived from the illusory ball of light.
A quarter of an hour later, a very solid figure stood three inches in front of Xu Mo, Xu Mo opened his eyes and glanced at it lightly, and randomly pulled out a wisp of divine consciousness and punched into the clone.
In an instant, the doppelganger opened his sharp eyes, looking at the subject invinciblely, an invisible momentum dispersed, and the surrounding space became agitated, and even folds appeared.
The whole world was shocked, and all the powerhouses who cultivated above the Dou Sect stood up, looking at Xu Mo's direction suspiciously.
And there was a burst of supreme coercion from the void around Xu Mo standing, and after Xu Mo felt it, he just slowly shook his head and said, "The Heavenly Dao of the Power World, can you finally not hold it back?"
In response to him, there was a thunderstorm in the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, and majestic thunder brewed inside, and countless laws imprisoned this space.
"Hey, haha, I've never provoked you, since you want to play, then I'll accompany you to fight. ”
A voice without the slightest emotion spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and Xu Mo's main body stood up proudly in the sky, and then looked at the sky with an unyielding smile.
Ps: Since the editing volume is gone, I kicked out a chapter to send him off!