"Mole?"

"Is that the kid just now?" asked Black Mist. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Family monks are bound by blood, and almost every monk is related by blood, and the possibility of a mole within the family is very small.

So the black fog suspects that it is the ink night.

The old man shook his head and frowned: "It can't be him, Mo Ye has been to my Wang family for less than a year, and he stays in the courtyard for penance on weekdays, although I asked him to participate in the family meeting, but he has only participated once, it is impossible to know too many things in my Wang family." ”

"I have never mentioned the matter of Wan Linggen to outsiders, even the second-turn monks in the clan have not said it, your existence is even more top secret, I announced that you were dead ten years ago, and after ten years I cleared out all the miscellaneous servants in the East Garden, usually even if someone wants to find me, I have to report it, and it is impossible for outsiders to enter the East Garden without me noticing. ”

"I'm also worried about how the head of the He family learned that I have a Ten Thousand Soul Root. ”

Hei Mist was silent, and finally couldn't help asking, "Then how did the He family know so many secrets?"

"The Ten Thousand Spirit Root is a supreme treasure, the monk at the peak of the second turn can directly break through the third turn after taking it, it was purchased by your father in Duyang County thirty years ago, and it has been kept until now, and it has never shown up, how can the He family know?"

The old man shook his head, this is also a strange place for him, he stayed in the East Garden all day, and there were no people in contact with him.

Wan Linggen is what he prepared for the next head of the family, and it is also for his son.

He is not very old, he is only a hundred years old, although he looks only in his sixties now, but it is also because of his cultivation that he looks so young.

The third-turn monk Shou Yuan can be two hundred years old, but in order to save his beloved son, he used a secret method, and his Shou Yuan was sharply reduced, and now he knows that his life is short, and he has more than ten years to live at most.

The Wang family can't do without a three-turn monk, once he falls, if there is no three-turn powerhouse, the status of the Wang family in Xuanlong City will be sharply reduced, and various industries will be swallowed up by other families.

This is something he doesn't want to see.

At the beginning, he spent most of the family's savings to buy Wanlinggen, but also for the sake of the future, and wanted to help his son break through the three turns after his death and guard the family.

But it backfired, now his son has turned into a ghost cultivator, and everyone in the cultivation world shouts and beats, and he can't show his face at all, once people know that his son is a ghost cultivator, the entire Wang family may suffer a catastrophe.

To be honest, ghost cultivators are also monks, but the number of cultivation paths is very different from that of ordinary monks, and the cultivation of monks is to absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

And ghost cultivation is to suck other people's yin souls, and strengthen oneself by constantly sucking yin souls.

It's all cultivation, but ghost cultivation is spurned by the cultivation realm, because every powerful ghost cultivation represents countless killings.

Ghost cultivation has to absorb yin souls, and the more you cultivate to the back, the more yin souls you need, and every powerful ghost cultivator in history has done things like slaughtering cities and destroying gates, so as to get more yin souls.

In ancient times, there was a ghost cultivator, in that era, half of the ten people were ghost cultivators, and the more they cultivated to the back, the more yin souls they needed, in order to gain more powerful power, ghost cultivators began to slaughter mortals.

In the end, the mortal realm was almost slaughtered, and then turned to the cultivation realm, and there were countless cases of slaughtering cities and destroying gates, and the entire cultivation realm fell into endless chaos.

In the end, there was no way, the powerful cultivators who were not ghost cultivators began to unite and resist ghost cultivators, and the first battle in the cultivation realm in history began.

The war that lasted for tens of thousands of years sounded, ghost cultivators and ordinary monks directly became mortal enemies, the wheel of history rolled, the first Xiuzhen realm war ended, and ghost cultivators were suppressed.

After that, the cultivation realm explicitly forbade the appearance of ghost cultivation, and once it appeared, all major sects would jointly encircle and annihilate it to prevent the tragedy from happening again.

However, at that time, there were countless ghost cultivators, even if they were suppressed and cleaned up, there were countless inheritances left behind, and in the years that followed, there were monks who received ghost cultivation inheritances, and there were also powerful ghost cultivators who appeared in the cultivation realm.

It's just that every time it appears, it will be besieged and wiped out.

The son of the head of the Wang family also got a ghost cultivation inheritance back then, because as long as the ghost cultivation was absorbed by the yin spirit, the speed of gaining power was amazingly fast, and for more powerful power, he became a ghost cultivator.

But the cultivation went wrong, and the body was eroded and dissolved due to the exercises, leaving only a group of divine thoughts, which should have dissipated and died, but the Wang family took the initiative to use the secret method to save their son's life at the cost of Shouyuan.

It's just that the sequelae are very serious, because he has no physical body, he has to suck the Yin Soul every month to consolidate his divine thoughts, and he has no substantial strength, and now even an ordinary person can break up this black mist with one punch.

"Okay, don't worry about the affairs of the He family for the time being, the He family will not tell the matter of Wan Linggen, he attacked my Wang family, and he also wanted to annex my Wang family to get Wan Linggen, and he also wanted to get this kind of treasure, and it would not be good for him to say it. The old man said, returning to the high chair and continuing to sit down.

The black mist floated to the old man and asked, "But the He family knows that you go to the mass grave every month, will you doubt it..."

"Don't be afraid, if that old thief was really sure of your existence, he would have gone to the City Lord's Mansion to report me, why did he secretly attack and do more?"

"By the way, father, after all these years, my body has been found?"

"Don't worry, you only have divine thoughts left now, even if you succeed in seizing it, you will not be able to cultivate because of physical conflicts, you still have to become the next head of my Wang family, you must have a three-turn cultivation body, you can't rush it now, I have prepared a candidate for you." ”

"Who? There are already few monks in the Third Rank Monk City, and even fewer are scattered cultivators. Black Mist asked.

The old man smiled and touched his beard: "It's the one named Mo Ye just now, this monk is very eccentric, his qualifications are so poor, but he can cultivate to the second turn at such a young age, there must be some adventures, I will do my best to help him cultivate to the peak of the second turn, and then I will let you take him away, and after you succeed, you will be given the Ten Thousand Spirit Root, even if you can't cultivate, you can still reach the third turn." ”

The idea of the head of the Wang family is very good, and he directly wants his son to take away others, so that his son, who is a ghost cultivator, can become a normal monk.

Black Mist asked strangely, "Why does it have to be that kid?"

"I originally planned to let you take away the monks in the family, but the monks who have cultivated to the second turn, each of them has a family, if you take the house, it will not be good to be discovered by other people's wives and children, and each of these monks is not young, and when you reach the peak of the second turn, I am afraid that they will all be seventy or eighty, and I don't have enough time to wait. ”

"This ink night is originally from a loose cultivation, and the people in the family don't know him very well, even if you take him away in the future, it will be difficult for others to find out. ”

"I have always asked him to participate in the family meeting, but also to let the family recognize him, when you succeed in seizing the house, you will change your surname to the king, and then marry the woman in the clan, and then take the Wanling Root, become the third turn, I will pass on the throne to you, isn't it the best of both worlds?" said the old man, looking at the black mist, his eyes full of love.

The black mist was silent for a moment, followed by a cry.

"Father, the child is not filial, so you are so tired. ”

The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke the black mist, and said hoarsely: "Silly boy, you are my Wang Lin's son, I will definitely let you appear in the world in the light, my Wang family, I want you to protect it!"

"It's just that it's really difficult for him to break through to the peak of the second turn in ten years, and rashly giving him so many benefits, I'm afraid it will attract a lot of suspicion, it seems that I still have to act. ”

The two fathers and sons kept talking and planning, and at this time, Mo Ye was waiting for the alchemist in Xicheng District, and he didn't know anything about the conspiracy of the Wang family's father and son.

And with Mo Ye's cognition, the theory of taking away is too empty, in Mo Ye's cognition, even if he is a four-turn monk, he has no ability to take away others, how can he think of the Wang family father and son to treat him as a furnace and want to take him away.

But Mo Ye has only been cultivating for a few years, and it has only been more than ten years! There are too many things he doesn't know in the entire cultivation realm!

A fourth-turn monk relies on himself, and he really doesn't have the ability to take away others, not to mention a third-turn monk, in the realm of cultivation, there are countless treasures of natural materials, and the effects are also different.

Who says there are no treasures that help people to take away?

What you think is impossible can actually happen, and the world is so wonderful.

The father and son of the Wang family planned this matter without telling the monks of the entire Wang family, and their son was a ghost cultivator who everyone shouted and beaten, so who knew?

In Xicheng District, in the Wang family's pill shop, Mo Ye was sitting on a chair, waiting for the alchemist to make alchemy.

Alchemy is a matter of concentration, and it should not be disturbed rashly, just like when the spell is cast in the ink night, the spell is interrupted by someone, and it will be eaten by the spell.

The alchemist himself will also be counterattacked, he is here to learn, not to make enemies, even if he waits for a day and a night, he can't disturb him, this is basic.

And take this opportunity, Mo Ye can also watch from the sidelines, although he can't understand what it is, he can also increase his knowledge.

Time gradually passed, the originally bright daylight became dim, and Mo Ye turned his head to look out the window and found that it was already evening.

The monk in front of the alchemy furnace still showed no signs of stopping, but his hands moved faster, and the flames in the furnace flickered more frequently.

Mo Ye calculated, since he came here, it has been two hours now, and this alchemist still has no sign of completion, but he is a little surprised, this alchemy is enough to consume time.

In the past, Mo Ye only bought pills and didn't know anything about the art of alchemy, but after observing it today, he found that alchemy was not so easy.

Looking at the sweat on this man's forehead, as well as the caution in his eyes, he understood that refining a furnace of elixir would consume a lot of energy, spiritual power, and time.

Continuing to wait, Mo Ye didn't care about how long it was, and when the man stopped his movements, Mo Ye realized that the alchemy had been completed.

And the man had been refining the pill for a day, and now as soon as he stopped, he sat directly on the chair, looking at the alchemy furnace and showing a smile.

(When I went home, I found that the call was coming, so I hurriedly coded out the second chapter, asking for collections, and asking for recommendation tickets.) ）