I can travel a million miles

Chapter 13 Worshiping the Royal Object
North of Kyoto City.

Chen Mu carried a jug of wine and walked on an open plain.

Ren Yan followed carefully.

There are demons and ghosts rampant in the world, and the outside of the city is actually not safe, but fortunately, Xiaoqingshan's tomb is very close to the north of the city, so the safety is still guaranteed.

In addition, it was not dark yet, and it was not the time for ghosts to roam around outside the city.

"It's there."

After following a few steps, Ren Yan whispered a reminder from behind and pointed to the front.

I saw a solitary tomb standing on an open flat land in front of it. There was not even a tombstone in front of the tomb, but some traces of worship could be seen.

And this time.

In front of the tomb was a young man in white, with a sword hanging from his waist, staring at the tomb, as if he was thinking about something, or remembering something.

Chen Mu glanced at the white-clothed young man, then withdrew his gaze, didn't pay attention, and went straight forward with the jug in hand, to Xiaoqingshan's tomb, opened the jug, and gently poured the wine in the jug on the grave .

"It's a pity that I couldn't have a drink with the senior. Today, I will serve some drinks that the senior never forget when he was alive. The senior can have a good drink."

Accompanied by pouring all the wine in the jug clean.

A reminder sound came from the ear.

[Hint: You got 59 soul points]

The soul points harvested this time are far more than the ones harvested from Tweety last time, almost three times more!
This huge gap also surprised Chen Mu a little.

I don't know if it's because Xiao Qingshan is much higher than Tweety'er in terms of cultivation level, or because of the obsession in his heart, Xiao Qingshan's desire for wine far exceeds that of Tweety'er.

next to.

The young man in white stood quietly until Chen Mu finished pouring the wine and stood up. He slightly cupped his hands towards Chen Mu and said, "My teacher loved this hundred-year-old apricot flower the most. The master has thanked you son."

Chen Mu has never heard that Xiaoqingshan has a disciple, but the young man in white in front of him can tell at a glance that he is from the Jianghu. Although he looks like an ordinary person, now that Chen Mu has a strong heart and soul, he can clearly perceive the youth in white. different.

The blood energy brewing on his body is much stronger than those guards in Xinghualou, at least rank [-], and even has a faint sense of sharpness.

So young again.

Most of them are also well-known figures in the arena.

However, Chen Mu was not interested in his identity, and only slightly responded with his hand clasped, then walked away, and quickly returned to the capital city, disappearing into the distance.

It was almost not long after Chen Mu left.

Swish!
A figure appeared silently behind the young man in white.

"Jianzi, Lin Yue and Leng Shi of the Futian Sect have all appeared, and there seems to be a trace of the Lingyi Sect."

His appearance is much older than the young man in white, but his gaze towards the young man in white reveals respect, because the young man in white is the contemporary sword master of Guiyuan Sword Village of Eight Sects in the World, Lin Mo!

To be given the title of 'Jianzi' means that he is the best of the younger generation of Guiyuan Jianzhuang!

"Ah."

Lin Mo responded casually.

He looked towards the sky with his hands behind his back, watching the setting sun gradually sinking, and the last ray of light disappearing on the earth, he said, "Any interesting news recently?"

The person behind laughed and said, "Just now I heard two lines of poetry in Kyoto."

"Oh?"

Lin Mo looked sideways.

The people behind read the poem again.

Lin Mo was startled when he heard this.

"It's very courageous to soar to ninety thousand miles. I don't know who wrote it?"

"It is said that he is a son of the Xuanguo Mansion, but a literati."

"A literati?"

Lin Mo shook his head slightly, and recited the poem on both sides, and then looked at the sky, and said with a light smile: "The generation of the eight sects of the world is walking, I don't know who is the big roc."

……

It's getting dark.

The carriage that Chen Mu was riding in quickly drove in the direction of Xuan Guo Mansion.

There were not many pedestrians to be seen along the way.

For ordinary people, the night is very dangerous, quite dangerous, even in this capital city, so they began to go home one after another as the night approached.

Although the entire capital has a pattern of spiritual veins and feng shui, today's world is only about enjoying yourself, and it is already a sign of troubled times, and when there is continuous heavy snow, people freeze to death every day.

If there are too many people who die, there will be yin qi, and if the yin qi is heavy, there will be resentment entangled with yin qi, and it will turn into a ghost.

Warriors are full of qi and blood, so they are often not afraid of ghosts, or even if ghosts are rampant, they will not choose warriors, they will only avoid them, and choose ordinary people with weak yang energy.

and so.

Those who dare to wander the streets at night are almost all warriors.

However, the sky had just darkened, and before that time, Chen Mu's carriage had the sign of Xuanguo Mansion on it again. Whether it was the gangs that gradually became active due to nightfall, or the lazy patrolling Kyoto guards, they all turned a blind eye to the carriage.

And this time.

on the carriage.

Chen Mu slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes seemed to have light in the dark night, the light was dark and deep, just looking at it was enough to make one's heart tremble.

The system interface has also undergone tremendous changes.

【Name: Chen Mu】

【Age: 16】

[Force: the power to bind chickens]

[Heart and soul: lv9 (+)]

[Soul points: 46 points]

[Fugue Tour (Ghost) - can be opened]

After getting the soul point and returning to the carriage, Chen Mu directly chose to upgrade the heart and soul, and raised two levels in a row, from lv7 to lv9!

The improvement of two levels can be said to bring about almost earth-shaking changes!
Chen Mu could feel that the strength of his heart and soul at this time was more than three times that of before, and not only the soul power, but also the degree of cohesion of the heart and soul was at a completely different level.

If the original power of heart and soul was just a mess, then at this moment, the soul power he possesses is like a fist that has been clenched all the time, truly possessing substantial power!

Chen Mu gently spread his palms.

There is an inconspicuous stone in the palm.

At this moment, under his gaze, the stone was suspended in mid-air without a sound, and maintained a stable state of traveling with the carriage without shaking at all.

Yumon!

The power of a seventh-grade artist!

Following Chen Mu's thoughts.

Swish!
The stone drew an arc in an instant, circled from in front of him to behind him, and then in an instant, flew out through the air along the gap in the curtain of the carriage, and fell to a ground without snow.

There was only a slight puff, and the stone sank directly into the ground, as if it had landed in a swamp instead of a hard ground, leaving a dark hole that was hard to see.

This time,
Even the copper-skinned iron bones of seventh-rank warriors can be broken!
If what the mind controls is not a stone but a flying sword, then it is enough to take a person's head with a single sword from a hundred steps away, even a warrior is unstoppable!
Besides.

Another bigger change is the world presented by Chen Mu's eyes.

At this time, Chen Mu who had activated his spirit vision, in addition to his wider field of vision and the range of his spirit vision covering hundreds of steps, also reflected spots of light like stars in his eyes, as well as pieces of branches as thick as trees. Like criss-crossing rays of light.

It is the aura scattered between the heaven and the earth that can only be directly seen by a seventh-rank magician whose spiritual vision has reached the smallest level.

And the criss-crossing veins of heaven and earth buried underground!
(End of this chapter)