At midnight, in the mass grave in the western suburbs outside Lingyun City, a thin young man in a black robe with a messy hairstyle like a weed was holding a torch to look around for something, and when he was a teenager, he was too thin and exposed outside the cuffs, and his arms were as slender as bamboo poles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A cold wind blew, causing the torch in the young man's hand to beat violently, making the already not very strong fire even darker, and the slightly wide old black robe wrapped in the young man's body was also blown to the sound of hunting, making the young man shiver involuntarily.

"Nima, after crossing through in other people's novels, the golden finger is opened to block and kill the gods and Buddhas, and it's awesome, but I've traveled for sixteen years, how can **silk or **silk?" Mo Chen gritted his teeth and cursed the thief God in a low voice, and he also felt bitter in his heart that he didn't want it.

Sitting down against a tombstone, Mochen fell into memory.

It's been sixteen years since I came to this world, and although I was just an ordinary senior in a second-rate university in my last life, I didn't have any special skills and didn't have any big ideals and pursuits, I just wanted to finish four years of college, and then find an ordinary job, marry an ordinary wife, have a white and chubby son, and live a dull life.

But God didn't fulfill people's wishes, and an accident brought him to this strange world, and became one yuan in this world with the theme of cultivating truth, yes...... I have crossed over myself, and I have read a lot of online novels, of course, I understand that the traverser Niu X does not explain this wise saying, what kind of foot on the peerless genius to marry the first beauty, and since then he has stepped on the peak of the mainland and become admired by thousands of people......

At that time, his thought was, "My salted fish has finally turned over!"

But soon, the reality ruthlessly crushed his dream, and his life experience was still ordinary - the only descendant of a down-and-out sect 'Thousand Machine Gate', and his talent was also ordinary, from the age of five to the current eleven years of hard work, his cultivation was only the realm of the second layer of Qi training, barely a little stronger than just getting started, but in the eyes of those cultivation geniuses, it was not enough at all.

It turns out that the salted fish is just another salted fish after turning over, and even if it has crossed, it is just a salted fish with a special experience.

"Forget it, what else can I do if it's already like this?" muttering a tongue twister-like sentence to comfort himself, Mochen stood up again.

Mo Chen, who had vented a lot, felt a lot more relaxed, and continued to come to this mass grave today...... Catch ghosts!

Don't get me wrong, Mo Chen is not a Taoist priest who catches ghosts and drives away evil spirits, he actually catches ghosts just for cultivation, to be precise, it should be to collect yin spirits.

It is said that this mass grave has also had fierce souls and ghosts and other things before, and it has killed many passers-by, but a hundred years ago, after the first immortal cultivation sect in Lingyun City, Tianyun Gate, laid out the Demon Suppression Soul Formation here, there have been no powerful fierce ghosts and ghosts, but occasionally there will be some unfashionable ghosts floating here, and Mochen is here for the ghosts.

This thousand machine gate used to be in the Kyushu continent among the immortal cultivators for a while, famous for their special product with self-intelligent puppets, but helplessly the method of refining this puppet has extremely high requirements for talent, and the fierce soul required for the refining of powerful mechanism puppets is also what those demon monks urgently need, and the result can also be imagined, in just two or three thousand years, the talent withered and there was no powerful puppet to deter other forces, and finally the mountain gate was destroyed, almost once cut off the inheritance, so that as today, the machine gate is only the only heir of Mo Chen。

Mo Chen's parents never came back after he went out on an adventure when he was six years old, leaving only a small puppet shop called Spirit Golem Pavilion and a set of Thousand Machine Gates' "Thousand Machine Secret Books" for Mo Chen, and thanks to this shop, Mo Chen was able to continue to live and cultivate in Lingyun City.

Unlike ordinary puppets that only need divine thoughts for simple override, spirit golems do not need to separate divine thoughts for override in battle, and have more flexible and powerful combat power than ordinary puppets, which can allow monks to add a powerful boost out of thin air when facing enemies.

After wandering around the gloomy mass grave for a long time, Ink Dust finally stopped in front of a grave that looked like it had just been piled up.

"This eldest brother must not blame the younger brother, I don't have the strength to hunt demon beasts and detain the soul so I have to come here to disturb the eldest brother, but the younger brother promises that as long as my strength is enough to hunt the demon beast, I will definitely release the eldest brother's soul and exceed it!"

Mo Chen knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, and then said the above words with a solemn expression.

After all, it is a very taboo thing to detain people's souls, and in the eyes of those decent monks, this kind of behavior is almost no different from evil demons, which is also one of the main reasons why Qianjimen is lonely.

took out a piece of dark green soul-nourishing jade the size of a thumb from his arms, Mo Chen held the soul-nourishing jade in his hand, and slowly recited the mantra of Qianjimen's "Soul Attraction Decision" in his mouth.

Different from the method of forcibly restraining the soul by the evil way, the soul attraction will not only not damage the soul in the slightest, but also make the soul retain some spiritual wisdom, plus the soul nourishing jade that is specially used to warm and store the soul power, which is also the key to the fact that the Thousand Machine Gate is not defined as an evil path cultivator.

With the slow recitation of the soul-attracting decision in Mo Chen's mouth, the soul-raising jade in his hand emitted a burst of turquoise soft light, and at the same time, a faint black figure slowly floated on the grave in front of him, seeing this black figure Mo Chen's face showed a burst of joy, he quickly closed his eyes and accelerated the recitation speed of the soul-attracting decision in his mouth.

But just as he closed his eyes, there was a sudden thunder and lightning in the sky, and one after another thunder and lightning were like a dancing silver snake, and a small white point of light suddenly shot out at the intersection of thunder and lightning, and then fell rapidly towards the ground.

This small white point of light seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and flew towards the place where the ink dust was, and the pale black figure saw the flying point of light, as if he had seen a natural enemy, and the blurred facial features showed a frightened expression and quickly retracted into the tomb, but the white light accurately shot into the soul nourishing jade in Mo Chen's hand.

Feeling a slight shock from the soul cultivation jade in his hand, Mo Chen stopped chanting the law in his mouth, opened his eyes and looked towards his hand.

Seeing that the original dark green soul nourishing jade was emitting a faint white light at this moment, Mo Chen knew that this was a manifestation of the soul dwelling, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a smile.

"It's done!"

Carefully put away the soul nourishing jade that had already lodged the soul, and Mo Chen no longer stayed and walked quickly in the direction of Lingyun City, although it was almost impossible for this mass grave in the western suburbs to be dangerous, but what if there were any demon beasts that were full of food and came here for a walk? Mo Chen, a rookie who had just stepped into the second layer of the Qi training period, did not have the confidence to be able to defeat a demon beast alone, even if it was the lowest-level low-grade demon beast, he would not dare to try with his own life, Mo Chen knew very well in his heart that as long as he left the puppet, I am afraid that he would not even be able to defeat an ordinary mortal martial artist.

In Mo Chen's cognition, the puppeteers of the Thousand Machine Gate should all control the puppets to fight the demon beasts, and they only need to hide behind the puppets and enjoy the fruits of victory comfortably, although I don't know if other puppet masters think so, at least Mo Chen thinks so.

At this moment, Mo Chen was sitting on the back of a Trap Tiger about five feet tall and more than a zhang long, this Trap Tiger's whole body was made of pitch-black ironwood, and the sharp claws on the limbs and the fangs in the mouth of the Trap Tiger were made of stainless steel, although iron, wood and steel were just ordinary materials for mortals to make knives and guns and other weapons, and the immortal cultivators didn't care about this kind of thing that was not even a refining tool material, but Ink Dust knew very well - even if it was like this. The combat power of the trap beast puppet refined from the garbage material is also equivalent to that of a first-order mid-grade demon beast, coupled with the poison he quenched on the minions of the trap beast, I believe that even if a first-order high-grade demon beast is injured, it will be enough for it to drink a pot.

Of course, this machine tiger is not as fast as the flying sword, but it is much faster than the horses used by mortals, and in just half an hour, Mo Chen, who is sitting on the back of the machine tiger, can already see the torches above the head of Lingyun City in the distance.

It wasn't until this time that Mo Chen's heart that had been carrying along the way finally settled down, although the demon beasts within a hundred miles of Lingyun City had been swept away by the monks, but could it be guaranteed that there would be one or two fish that slipped through the net? If he was touched by Mo Chen, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to get out of the way, but now that he had reached the vicinity of Lingyun City, Mo Chen didn't think that there would be any demon beasts with convulsions in their heads, so he ran to Lingyun City, where hundreds of thousands of monks lived, to die.

However, soon a burst of explosions and the low roar of the beast overturned Ink Dust's opinion, and looking in the direction from which the sound came, Ink Dust was really startled.

"The first-order demon beast Xuantie Demon Wolf! It's still three-headed!"

I saw that three black giant wolves the size of calves were attacking around a little beauty wearing a pink robe, and the little beauty was holding up an umbrella-shaped defensive magic weapon embroidered with flame patterns to resist the attack of the Xuantie Demon Wolf, and at the same time, the magic decision sent out fist-sized fireballs flying towards the head of the Xuantie Demon Wolf.

"Damn, what a feud is this?"

Mo Chen knows very well that this Xuantie Demon Wolf is a demon beast only found in the Black Wind Canyon three hundred miles away, but now he has run so far to deal with an idiot girl, Mo Chen doesn't believe that the foraging range of the Xuantie Demon Wolf will be so large, it must be where this idiot girl provoked others, and I don't know whether to kill someone's wolf cub or slaughter someone's wolf grandmother.

Why do you want to say it's an idiot girl? Nonsense, because even a three-year-old child knows that the wolf is a copper-headed iron-tailed tofu waist, and the Xuantie Demon Wolf is of course no exception since it has a wolf word, but this idiot girl sent out a fireball to attack people's heads again and again, although the accurate head is still very good, but do you want to get a headshot or what, do you think you are playing CS?

When he saw the appearance of this little beauty who he regarded as an idiot, his whole person was a little stunned.

This little beauty looks very good at the taste of ink dust, a beautiful baby face, with fair skin like jade, but her figure is not at all like what her baby face can have, ********, especially the pair of majestic towers under the robe, actually shook gently with her spell, the child's face **** Ah Mu You, milk shake Ah Mu You?

Mo Chen swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and there was only one thought left in his heart.

"Could it be that Mr. Cang left his great career behind and traveled with me?"