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"What? You want me to help you calculate an old ghost who has lived for more than 2,000 years?"

Mo Er's eyes widened, his chin dropped to the ground, and his expression was exaggerated to the extreme.

"The so-called heroes are used to ordinary people, I thought that my senior brother was adrift on the sea of the burial god all the year round, and he was a person who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, so there was no need to make such a fuss!"

Since Ye Bai knew that the teacher still had hole cards and the situation was not as bad as he imagined, Ye Bai felt a lot more relaxed and returned to his usual true colors.

Mo Er glanced at him, spread his hands and said: "Don't provoke me, I still plan to save my life to go to Shenwu Town, do you know, that is equivalent to the soul clan old monster who is equivalent to the middle stage of the human race's infancy, not those foundation building small repairs we have killed, this kind of old monster's scheming is deep, it is not at all what you can imagine." The slightest mistake will cost your teacher's life. ”

"So what, he is not now locked up in the dragon pool, and he is not much different from a lamb to the slaughter! ”

Mo Er said disdainfully: "Don't confuse the concept, his arrest has nothing to do with the two of us, it is the credit of the master in charge and several other Yuanying uncles, if possible, I am not willing to deal with such a person in this life and in this life." ”

Ye Bai pretended to be helpless and said: "Okay, but you must not brag to me about your experiences in the Burial God Sea in the future, because I will only treat you as a character who bullies the weak and fears the hard." ”

After saying that, turn around and leave.

After only walking ten steps, Mo Er's voice came from behind him: "Senior brother stay!"

"May I ask Senior Brother Mo, do you have any advice?"

Ye Bai deliberately lengthened his voice and smiled slightly.

Mo Er sighed and scolded: "I must have owed you in my last life, calculating an old monster in the middle of the Yuan Infant, as long as I think about it, I feel my scalp tingle." ”

Ye Bai turned around and walked to his side, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Believe me, this will definitely become the most unforgettable experience on your cultivation path, if you don't even have the courage to calculate a dying old ghost, how can you talk about exploring the ultimate of the rune path." ”

Mo Er was stunned, and then thought about it.

Ye Bai laughed out loud.

Mo Er was not angry that he interrupted his thinking, and gave him a blank look and said: "Don't be complacent, don't think that you are a first-class lobbyist, I just can't bear to see Uncle Yuelong suffer from this, I have learned his Qingyan painting talisman, and I have a period of incense fate, which has nothing to do with you." ”

Ye Bai said with a smile: "Senior brother Gao Yi, the junior brother thanked the teacher first, but it is not my ideal to be a first-class lobbyist, and I am still a little interested in being a first-class monk." ”

Mo Er Zhengse said: "Don't play poor, you can tell me about the situation of Uncle Yuelong first." ”

Ye Bai put away his joking face and told the truth about the visit one by one, and even the matter of the Polar Ancient Cultivator's relics was not concealed at all.

Mo Erting's eyes continued to change with various looks, and Zuihou said with a contemplative face: "I didn't expect the reason to be so twists and turns, the soul clan, the ancient cultivation clan, how big is this shijie we are in." ”

Ye Bai didn't answer him, but his eyes shot to the endless sky, his eyes were full of yearning and expectation.

Both of them fell into deep thought at the same time.

"Well, have you come up with any methods?"

After a while, Ye Bai turned his head and asked.

Mo Er pondered: "If you can catch a living soul clan, maybe you can make that old ghost fall." ”

Ye Bai frowned and said, "You probably didn't plan to sneak into the snowfield, right?"

Mo Er glared at him and said, "This kind of thing, let's leave it to you, a big master, I cultivate to a low level, and I want to live a few more years." Haven't you heard of such a thing as Xiuzhenfang City?"

Ye Bai sneered and said: "Could it be that there are still soul clans for sale in the market? If the monks of the Firmament Road know, wouldn't it be a big mess in the world, I heard that the explanation of the master in charge of the sect this time only said that the teacher went mad, and did not mention the slightest thing about the soul clan." ”

"Naturally, there are no ordinary markets, but in some hidden black markets, some cult monks even devour the primordial spirits of other monks to improve their strength. Over the long term, there have also been some professions that claim to be primordial god hunters, these monks specialize in hunting and selling monks' primordial gods to earn cultivation resources, as long as they are bold enough, is there a more worthy prey in the world than the innate primordial god body of the soul clan?"

Mo Er told a secret story again, and I have to say that this old fat man claims to be a jack of all trades, and he is not in vain.

Ye Bai remembered that he had once received the help of Zizhu to annihilate the primordial gods of the old monsters outside the sky, and integrate into his own sea of consciousness, so that the primordial gods could skyrocket, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved, if he could devour some of the primordial gods of the soul clan, it might also be of great benefit.

secretly praised Mo Er a few words in his heart, and said, "Where can I find such a black market for cultivating truths?"

Mo Er said: "In the north of the Guyuan Mountain Range, there is a Cangbai Mountain, and there is a Xiuzhenfang City on the mountain that was jointly founded by Sanxiu and some nearby sect monks, which is used to exchange all kinds of treasures that everyone got in the Guyuan Mountain Range, there should be a black market in it, but whether there is a soul clan for sale, it is uncertain." ”

Ye Baijaw nodded and said, "Uncle Master has now strictly ordered us to go down the mountain, and in a short time, I'm afraid we won't be able to go, is there a second way?"

"Yes!"

Mo Er high-fived and said: "The population of the soul clan itself is scarce, the old ghost in the middle of the Yuan Infant must be even more rare, his identity and status must not be simple, now his fellow clans know that he was taken away by the body of the Moon Dragon Dao people, if he does not return for a long time, they must have expected that his situation is not good, and they will definitely send a master to come out to rescue." If the master in charge can capture one or two high-level soul clan cultivators, it will be even better!"

Ye Bai's heart was racing, and he immediately reacted and said, "If that's the case, you can make a deal with that ghost rain shake and use the captured soul clan to force him to get out of the teacher's body." Even if the old ghost doesn't agree, it can make him feel distraught. I just don't know when these guys will come. ”

"I don't know about this, according to my estimate, it will take three years and five years, first, it is a long way, and second, those guys have to break through the defense line of the snowy Buddha country, maybe they will be chased and killed all the way, and there is only half a life left here!"

Ye Bai heard his almost ridiculous words, and smiled slightly: "The time span is still a little too long, but it is not as good as the first one, is there a third way?"

After saying this, even Ye Bai himself felt a little unkind and too demanding.

Unexpectedly, Mo Er high-fived again and affirmed: "Yes!"

"Anything else?"

Ye Bai was overjoyed.

Mo Er glanced at him with a smile and said, "This method depends on your performance, come here with your ears!"

Ye Bai hurriedly approached.

As Mo Er's big mouth twitched, Ye Bai's eyes gradually turned from the initial expectation to embarrassment, and Zuihou almost had a bitter face.

"My little brother is not good at this, and he has no experience!"

After Ye Bai listened to him, his two eyebrows were almost tangled together.

Mo Er said: "If possible, I would rather choose Su Liuli to do this, that beautiful girl must do much better than you, but besides you, can anyone enter the Lock Dragon Pool to deal with that old ghost?"

Ye Bai was speechless when he heard it, and finally pursed his mouth and said, "I hope what you said is of some use, I'll do my best." ”

Mo Er smiled and nodded, and said: "This method will take a long time, remember to be haste-alert and patient, I suggest that you wait until the reply from the White Elephant Temple is received, and then make a decision, those old monks should have news soon." ”

Ye Bai felt a trace of expectation in his heart, discussed a few more words, and left.