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"Gotta gotta drive "

The two carriages, under the full control of the coachman, unconsciously accelerated their pace.

Mo Suifeng went down the mountain this time mainly for four things, one is to return Song Ruoxi's jade slip and take a look at Song Ziping by the way; the second is to avenge Zhong Jie's parents, but the cause and effect of his previous life; the third is to visit Chi Songzi's old friend and report the funeral by the way, but the last wish of the cheap master; the fourth is to go to Tianyimen to visit his grandfather, and then to Zhong Jie but a cause and effect.

After these four things are done, there will be no more worries in the world, and you can find an immortal gate and cultivate with peace of mind.

Murong Xue's restrained attitude was destined to be no longer fellow travelers with Mo Suifeng, but at this time, it was late and it happened to be a light rain, so Mo Suifeng didn't leave immediately, just waiting for her brother to diagnose it in the evening, and they would go their separate ways tomorrow morning.

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A dilapidated temple in the green trees gradually appeared in everyone's sight, the apricot yellow courtyard wall has been crooked, the blue gray temple ridge is even more incomplete, and the main gate of the temple is only one gate left, swaying gently in the wind and rain.

Although it was a dilapidated temple, fortunately it was also a place to shelter from the rain, and everyone hurriedly unloaded their bags and rushed in.

After a while, the bonfire rose in the main hall, everyone sat around the fire, the beating flames dispelled the damp cold, but it still could not dispel the residual power of Mo Suifeng's battle, everyone was whispering, sometimes occasionally glimpsing Mo Suifeng, but no one dared to make a loud noise, and the atmosphere was very strange.

Mo sighed lightly with the wind, knowing that his fate with this group of people was completely over.

"Miss Murong, let people make a fire in the apse, and by the way, bring Brother Ling to the apse, but I am really not proficient in medical skills, so I can only do my best!"

"Ah, senior, thank you!" Murong Xue, who had been in a state of mind all the way, heard this, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Brother Mo, you can definitely do it!" Ling'er didn't care what Mo Suifeng said, she stretched out her little fist to cheer Mo Suifeng, she was not as restrained as Murong Xue, she chatted all the way, and under the nonsense, she had already begun to call Mo Suifeng Brother Mo.

What to call, Mo Suifeng doesn't care, but if he doesn't object, it means that he acquiesces, although it has no impact on Mo Suifeng, but for Zhong Ling'er, this girl, it may be an opportunity, an opportunity to fight for himself.

In the apse, Mo Suifeng's finger was on Murong Songge's wrist, the young man's pulse was weak and weak, and he was already looking old, obviously because of the serious lack of blood and qi and the lack of body.

However, a young man is at the age of thin blood and vigorous vitality, why is this young man like this, Mo Suifeng is very puzzled.

In order to treat her younger brother, Murong Xue has already found many famous doctors, and ordinary medical treatment methods will not be useful. And Mo Suifeng knew that his medical skills were very poor, so he was not diagnosing the young man's pulse, but unknowingly probed a trace of Yuan Li into the young man's body, and his spiritual sense was attached to this trace of Yuan Qi, and he carefully checked it as the Yuan Qi wandered in the young man's body.

Sure enough, when the vitality penetrated into the young man's dantian, Mo Suifeng found an abnormality, there was a blood-colored placenta-like object in the dantian that was slowly squirming there, and between the placenta shrank and released, a trace of qi and blood was sucked into it by the placenta, and the young man's dantian turned into an artificial womb.

Mo Suifeng knew that there were many evil arts in the world, but this was the first time he had seen it, and he was furious, and he turned into a needle and stabbed towards the blood fetus.

After comprehending the "Heavenly Dao Monument", the trace of Heavenly Dao Monument's vitality has been completely integrated into Mo Suifeng's vitality, and now his vitality essence is very high, which is also the fundamental guarantee for him to be able to practice the "Innate One Qi Great Grab" and "Mixed Yuan True Body".

Mo Suifeng was angry, and made up his mind to fight to lose his vitality, and it was necessary to get rid of this scourge, as the vitality continued to pour in, the "Yuan Qi Needle" with Mo Suifeng's anger shot wildly towards the blood fetus.

Under the accumulation of many vitality needles, the already small blood fetus was suddenly shot with thousands of holes, and a terrible scream came from the blood fetus.

In Anping City, a quaint temple back hall, a ghostly old Tao, screamed and woke up from Dingzhong, this old Taoist face was dark, his face was hideous, he waved his hand to wipe away the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, his eyes showed a fierce light, his hands pinched sharply, and there were words in his mouth.

"Shaft, dare to break my god fetus!" Suddenly, the god fetus jumped sharply, and a loud shout came out of the god fetus, straight into the minds of Mo Suifeng and everyone.

Murong Xue and Ling'er were so frightened that they stood up, raised their heads to find out the source of the sound.

Mo Suifeng had already taken precautions, ignored it at all, and continued to urge the vitality needle and shoot at the blood fetus.

The bloody fetus was in pain, and it accelerated to squirm, the young man trembled violently, his burnt face instantly lost his blood, and beads of sweat the size of pearls crackled and flowed down the young man's forehead, but the young man showed no signs of waking up, which showed that the young man was probably in the critical period of his life.

The old Taoist in Anping City, the body is like a needle prick, and the slightest sharp pain is transmitted through the divine fetus, and the old Taoist empathizes, and the skin is also in the shape of thousands of holes, with a little blood beads, oozing out from the skin, and dying the robes red.

Lao Dao knew that if it continued like this, it would not be a problem of blood fetus, and it was likely that he would also be hit hard, Lao Dao was ruthless, pinched the Dharma seal with both hands, and recited the Dharma formula: "Heaven and earth borrow the law, the spirit and ghost return to the yin, self-destruction, killing the body and taking the soul, and breaking!"

As this mantra was shouted, the connection between the blood fetus and Lao Dao was immediately broken, and Lao Dao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell to the ground softly, fainting.

Inside the ruined temple, the blood fetus was less bound by the law deed, and it was scattered and cracked apart, without the shackles of the bloody clothes, and the yin soul the size of a small thumb in the blood fetus turned into black light and went straight to the young man's mind.

The souls of ordinary people are very fragile, and if the Yin Soul wants to take it away, it must be a quasi-one.

Seeing that the yin ghost disappeared without a trace, Mo Suifeng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly put his forehead on the young man's forehead, Mo Suifeng's spirit couldn't get out of the body yet, but through the connection of the body, it could also enter the brains of others, as long as it didn't come into contact with the yang energy.

After two years of refining, the trace of origin soul power has been completely integrated into the soul of Mo Suifeng, although the soul has not grown up, but the condensation of the soul has increased by several grades compared to before, but because of this, the soul is more and more distant from the out-of-body period, and it is also absorbed by a mass of soul power, which can increase by an inch, and now it is good to be able to increase by one point.

Between the lightning and flint, Mo Suifeng's soul also drilled into the young man's mind, this is an ordinary teenager, the sea of knowledge has not been opened, and the divine soul is hidden in the depths of his brain in the form of a mist, and the dark yin soul has obviously found the location of the young man's soul and is galloping away.

Mo controls the soul lotus with the wind, but it is much faster than the Yin Soul, and the last strike is the first system, and finally catches up with the Yin Soul.

There is nothing to say about this yin ghost, of course, even if he wants to say it, this yin soul can also be said, Mo Sui Feng urged the soul lotus, released the roots, and firmly entangled the yin soul, and pulled the yin soul into the soul lotus point in one breath, and the whole process was thrilling.

The first time he entered someone else's mind, Mo Suifeng still couldn't help but look at it carefully, the young man's mind was gray as a whole, and there was nothing in the huge space, only a few clouds of white mist floating in the deepest part.

After taking a few glances, Mo Suifeng completely lost interest, and along the passage where he came, he drilled back to his forehead from the Young Mud Pill Palace.

From Mo Suifeng's forehead pasted to the ghost received, it was just a matter of a few breaths, in Murong Xue's opinion, it was Mo Suifeng who put his head on the young man's forehead, and then separated.

Seeing that Mo Suifeng finally opened his slightly closed eyes, the two women asked eagerly, "Brother Mo, how is it?"

Mo Suifeng smiled with a smile on his face, and said with a slight bow: "Ling Di Ji is already fine!"