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Chapter 1 Bandit Taoist Priest, Billions of Light Spots

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    ??Huangzhou, Dahuang Mountains.

    The loess spreads and there are countless barren mountains.

    This place is located at the border of Zhou and Song, and there are many ruthless bandits.

    On the right side of the Dahuang Mountains, there is Xiaoman Mountain.

    At this time, a high-pitched voice broke the silence of the barren mountain.

    "Report!"

    A man wearing strange khaki clothes quickly ran up Xiaoman Mountain.

    There is a cottage on the mountainside.

    At this time, a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old looked extremely handsome with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

    The young man was wearing a smart suit and was lying on a tiger-skin stone seat, looking at the barbecue in front of him boredly.

    And behind him, there was a pretty girl in a white dress, rubbing the boy's shoulders gently and gently.

    Wearing a light yellow cloud-smoke sweater that sweeps the floor, a white palace satin plain snow silk cloud-shaped Qianshui skirt, her hair is combed into a smokey hibiscus bun, and her eyebrows are lightly swept with a thin layer of powder on her face, which is so bright and beautiful.

    It¡¯s really amazing what a beautiful woman she is.

    Hearing this voice, the young man suddenly became energetic.

    Hearing such a loud and powerful voice, Ermanzi may have encountered something big.

    "Bigbig boss, catch, catch a Taoist priest, a seriously injured Taoist priest."

    Ermanzi said loudly.

    Mo Qi stood up instantly, his eyes couldn't help but shine a little.

    "Are you really a Taoist priest?"

    "That's right, that's right, it's a Taoist priest!"

    The two barbarians nodded repeatedly and said.

    "Come on, come on, come on, no, please come on." Mo Qi said excitedly.

    He came from Earth in the 21st century. With his peerless martial arts, astonishing talent, and handsome appearance that will make ghosts and gods cry, he should have become the master of Xiaoman Mountain.

    Before you know it, three years have passed.

    Do you know how Mo Qi has spent these three years?

    The first year was fine. It still required a battle of wits and courage with the fierce bandits in the surrounding mountains.

    But after the first year, there were no opponents here, and everyone was impressed by his crucial talent.

    ¡°And he accidentally saved Xiao Cui¡¯er.

    In the next two years, Mo Qi lived a miserable life. He could only eat, drink and have fun every day, be with beautiful women, walk his dog and fight cocks. He was miserable.

    Mo Qi also wanted to get a good name and be famous forever, but when he thought about being an official and having to nod and bow, he suddenly lost interest.

    But a brand new thing attracted Mo Qi¡¯s attention.

    That is cultivating immortality!

    That¡¯s right, it¡¯s about cultivating immortality!

    "But the path to immortality is elusive. Don't abandon a small gangster, no, how can a gangster leader come into contact with a high-ranking immortal cultivator."

    This gave Mo Qi an extra headache.

    More than once, I wanted to relinquish my position as the leader of the gang.

    But the ministers had no choice but to remonstrate with each other with death.

    There is nothing Mo Qi can do about it, who makes his talent so unique and hard to find.

    And Taoist priests are the representative group of cultivators.

    At this time, Ermanzi actually told himself that an injured Taoist priest had been rescued.

    It is not difficult to imagine that he must be an expert cultivator of immortality, fighting a bloody battle with a demon cultivator, and both sides will lose in the end.

    Or maybe they are competing for the peerless skill. Is this peerless skill going to be passed on to me now?

    Mo Qi has seen this kind of old plot a lot in the earth¡¯s immortality novels.

    "Quick, quick, bring me here!"

    Mo Qi said with bright eyes.

    "Bring it up!"

    The two barbarians shouted loudly.

    Four or five bandits suddenly came over carrying a middle-aged Taoist priest covered in blood.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    The Taoist priest was thrown directly in front of Mo Qi.

    "Poof!"

    The Taoist priest spurted out another mouthful of blood.

    Mo Qi looked at it this way, this Taoist priest is about to die!

    He hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed the Taoist priest's hand, and said with sincere eyes.

    "Taoist Priest, if you have any last words, just tell me. As long as you pass the secret book to me, I will definitely fulfill your last wish."

    Xuan Daozi looked at this handsome young man and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth slightly.

    "I'm just injured, but I can still live"

    &nbsp, that is, the center of the eyebrows, the palms of the hands, and the soles of the feet.

    "Breathe the turbid air deeply, the divine sea will become ethereal."

    Mo Qi took a deep breath, and his mind gradually went blank.

    "Let your thoughts go out and touch the heaven and earth!"

    Mo Qi slowly extended his thoughts. Soon, he felt that a little colorful light appeared where his thoughts came into contact.

    The colorful light spots are like elves, spinning and jumping in the void, I won't stop.

    "What did you see?" Xuan Daozi asked.

    "You must see something, you must see something" Xuan Daozi prayed in his heart.

    "If this bandit leader didn't see anything and said he had no spiritual roots, wouldn't it be possible that a white knife would go in and a red knife would come out in the next second?"

    "I saw spots of light." Mo Qi said truthfully.

    "Hey, do you have spiritual roots?" Xuan Daozi was a little surprised.

    Unexpectedly, this poor mountain and watery place, even encountered a little guy with spiritual roots, and the woman just now, 980 % of them will have spirit roots.

    "What color are the light spots?" Xuan Daozi asked.

    A group of bandits watched curiously, while Cui Die crossed her hands together, her palms already sweating.

    "Colorful, very messy" This was Mo Qi's truth, because now the light points of various colors were swarming towards him, as if they were going to swallow him.

    There was a hint of disappointment in Xuan Daozi's eyes.

    Although there is spiritual root, it is a five-element spiritual root.

    He smiled self-deprecatingly, it was good to meet someone with spiritual roots, no matter how useless the spiritual roots were, at least he had a chance to escape from this ruthless bandit.

    "How much is this five-color spiritual energy? Is it just a little bit?" Xuan Daozi was not careless and wanted to make sure.

    He is currently seriously injured and cannot see the direction of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Naturally, he cannot see what Mo Qi's talent is.

    Mo Qi carefully observed the number of colorful dots in front of him and found that they were almost becoming an ocean. He couldn't help but nodded and said: "There are indeed hundreds of millions of dots." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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