Chapter 107 Is the skin itching again?

In the next few days, Mo Qing lived the most leisurely days since coming to this world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sometimes he would babble something out of his mouth, and more often he would sit there quietly, without saying a word, staring blankly at the two new mounds, and his thoughts had long since drifted there.

I didn't eat anything, and I had peaches that Fu Jiang had picked from the trees, and the rhizomes of some sweet herbs.

Sometimes, he would suddenly move, mechanically picking up the fruit around him and sending it to his mouth.

If it weren't for Fu Jiang squeaking and reminding him, he didn't know how many peach pits he would have eaten.

The accidental death of Uncle Molun seemed to drain all his energy and spirit, making him at a loss.

The unremitting cultivation that he had been practicing for several years had also been completely put aside by him in the past few days.

There is no motivation to practice.

What is the purpose of these years of hard practice day and night?

Even if he was about to train himself to death, he never screamed bitterly, what was it for?

It's not that I have a lot of energy in my heart, and I want to use my own strength to hold up a piece of the sky for my family, not to ask for any glory and wealth, but just to live happily and not be hurt by the people I care about.

For this simple wish, the efforts he has made in the past few years and the pain he has endured are unbearable for Huang Laoxi, this is what a child can endure!

But that's how he came all the way.

But now, what about the things that I was desperately cultivating, and what I desperately wanted to protect, were all taken away in an instant in front of my eyes.

What's the point of practicing on your own?

Isn't it still a waste in the end? I can't even protect the people I care about the most......

Maybe there is another person in this world who is the driving force for him to continue cultivating, but when she first appeared in Mo Qing's mind, she was expelled from Mo Qing's mind.

The two are not people of the same world, because of all kinds of mistakes and mistakes, there are some interactions that should not have appeared, for these, maybe as a spring dream, no trace is the most appropriate approach.

Originally, on the way back, Mo Qing was still full of strength in his heart, and after he was ready to settle his family, he would go away, looking for a sect to devote himself to, obtain Zhuji Dan, and break through the current bottleneck.

Then after cultivating hard and catching up with her cultivation, she took her home, and after meeting Aunt Li, the two got married, and then stayed in Mocun to honor Uncle Molun and them, and they didn't go there.

Through Huang Laoxi's story, he also has a certain understanding of the sects in the immortal cultivation world, and with his own cultivation and qualifications, building a foundation is not a difficult thing for Mo Qing.

But the reality is so cruel, when Lin Qiuyan was taken by a middle-aged woman to the sky above Mo Village, the fate between them had come to an end.

Her own relatives lost their lives because of her relatives, although she didn't intend to do so, but the result was that her relatives killed the people she cared about the most.

In the face of such hatred, how could Mo Qing and her still have any possibility, although the sin was not her, but the hurdle in her heart could not be bypassed no matter what.

At this point, forgetting is the best way to do it!

He had also thought about revenge in his heart, but who to take revenge?

She made a move to save talents, and in that case, even if she didn't make a move, Uncle Molun and the others would not have the slightest chance of survival.

He had personally learned how powerful that thing in front of him was.

Blame the sin on the woman, as if you can't do that.

If it weren't for the woman's action, she would have lost her life when she was in the mountains, and if you think about it, she is still her own savior.

Don't blame the woman?

But her relatives were really killed by her......

This matter is like a mess, what to do is not right, what to do, what to do, a thousand things can't be sorted out.

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Mo Qing was really tired, but he didn't want to sleep, so he sat in front of the graves of Uncle Mo Lun with blank eyes.

The dantian had long been filled with cyan aura, which was a sign that he had reached the peak of his qi refining period, and he originally thought that if he continued to practice, he would be doing useless work without Zhuji Dan.

However, what Lin Qiuyan said that day pointed out a new path for him.

He tried, and it was indeed effective to continue cultivating, although his cultivation did not increase, but he felt that his strength was a little stronger than before, although it was only a trace, but it was also a great thing.

The cyan aura gathered in the dantian, exuding a special charm and a vigorous vitality.

The aura is not a pool of stagnant water, but flows slowly in the dantian, like a mountain mist gently blown by the wind, and like a slowly flowing stream.

Although Mo Qing's cultivation had reached the peak of the Qi refining period, the dantian was not completely filled with aura.

The very center of the dantian is occupied by a trace of hair-thick aura, which is not the same as ordinary aura, it is actually black and white, surrounded by the cyan aura around it, which looks a little out of place.

But it is such a small trace of aura, but it occupies the most central position of the dantian.

Those cyan aura, who don't know how many times more than it, don't even have the slightest opinion on this.

Not only that, but they also actively surround it, with some distances in between, a bit like they want to get close but don't dare to get close.

That situation is like when a subordinate meets a superior, that kind of respect is accompanied by fear, wanting to be close but not daring to be in the mood.

It seems that it is not accurate to say this, those cyan auras have a kind of attachment similar to a child's attachment to their mother to the slender black and white aura.

It's not right to think about it like this, what kind of relationship is between them, Mo Qing doesn't know how to describe it, it's very peculiar anyway.

This strange aura, Mo Qing didn't know how it came about, it seemed that it appeared in his dantian inexplicably overnight.

At that time, he was only five or six years old, and he had just learned Aoki Gong not long ago, and when he practiced again, he looked inwardly at his dantian, and then he discovered its existence.

However, at that time, it did not have the current scale, if it hadn't been for the discovery of the strange appearance of the aura in the dantian, and after a careful inspection, Mo Qing really wouldn't have found its existence.

After seeing it, Mo Qing was also very surprised.

Whoever suddenly appeared in the dantian couldn't calm down.

But he couldn't mobilize the slightest trace of aura even though he tried his best.

It gives people the feeling that he is an uncle, an uncle who occupies his own dantian and does not bird himself at all.

There was such a strange thing in the good dantian, of course Mo Qing would not hide it from Huang Laoxi, after all, he was a person from the past.

Huang Laoxie reacted very much after hearing about it, and the panic in his eyes still remembers it clearly.

It wasn't until Mo Qing said that it didn't have the slightest effect on him, and if he hadn't seen it, he wouldn't have felt its existence at all, that Huang Laoxie slowly put his mind at ease.

Seeing his reaction, Mo Qing thought that he would know what it was, but as a result, Huang Laoxie couldn't say why.

The reason why he reacted so much was entirely because it was too terrifying for such a thing to appear in the dantian.

The dantian is the most important thing for an immortal cultivator, and suddenly such a strange thing appeared, how can it make people feel at ease, especially for a person like Huang Laoxi, whose dantian has been broken, even more so.

After repeatedly telling Mo Qing to pay attention to it from time to time, and immediately telling himself if something was wrong, he thought hard about what was going on.

But in the end, he didn't come up with a reason, and in his memory, he had never heard of such a thing.

Compared with Huang Laoxi's worries, Mo Qing was much calmer after the initial curiosity.

There are so many strange things that have happened to him, he can come here from another world, and he has become a child from the age of fourteen or fifteen, and it is not too outrageous to have something contrary to common sense at this time.

In the past few years, this guy has maintained this posture, staying quietly in the dantian, and has not made any trouble at all.

But it's still the same as before, floating on its own, not at all.

This made Mo Qing grit his teeth and slowly get used to its existence.

In fact, Mo Qing still had some conjectures in his heart, and felt that it was inseparable from the experience after he fell off the cliff.

But what bothered him was that after a few years, he still couldn't remember what he had been through during that time.

asked Fu Jiang, and Fu Jiang also looked dazed.

In fact, this black and white aura still has some changes, that is, it has gradually become thicker.

When I first discovered it, I could barely see it, but now, it's as thick as a hair.

After a long period of observation, Mo Qing found that as long as he was injured and unconscious, after waking up, it would increase by a slight.

After telling Huang Laoxie about this discovery, as soon as the two of them combined, Mo Qing deliberately practiced desperately once, and did not stop until he passed out from practice, but Huang Laoxi, who had been guarding him, found nothing.

But after Mo Qing woke up, when he checked the dantian, he found that this thing had grown a little stronger unconsciously.

This is really an uncle, and the two of them are stunned.

But fortunately, this uncle doesn't make trouble except for being cold

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Time passed slowly in such days, and Mo Qing had been in front of the grave for seven days since he buried Uncle Mo Lun and them.

For seven days, he has been in a state of stupidity, his brain is constantly turning, starting from his own memory in his previous life, and he has been thinking back to the present, not falling at all.

Until now, he didn't realize that his memory had become so amazing, that he could remember even the smallest details clearly when he recalled things.

Of course, some of the time is simply in a daze.

When he was in this state, his mind would start to run wildly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

When the picture in Mo Qing's mind stayed on himself before he started training, and Huang Laoxie asked him to water the evil face of all the peach trees in Peach Blossom Valley in one day, he couldn't help muttering in his mouth: "Huang Laoxi." ”

"Saying bad things about the old man behind his back, is his skin itching again?"

Huang Laoxi's familiar voice came, and Mo Qing couldn't help but be stunned.

I don't think there's such a sentence in the dialogue in my memory, right?