Devil Emperor's Mad Wife: Supreme Soul Master

Chapter 7
Mu Qingfeng frowned, and the dark light flickered in his eyes: "Are you crazy?"

Neuropathy? !

The three words immediately hit the old man's nerves, he jumped three feet high, and roared with beard and stare, "If it wasn't for the space distortion caused by the forceful reincarnation of you weirdo, I would have gone to the New World to play!"

Looking at the angry old man, Mu Qingfeng was surprised, forcibly reincarnated?Space warp?

The old man glared at Mu Qingfeng angrily: "I finally persuaded Lord Yan to choose a fun different world for me to reincarnate in, but in the end I was disturbed by you, a little girl!"

The corner of Mu Qingfeng's mouth twitched, are you sure she has met a crazy ghost?

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man's warm voice sounded, he had been paying attention to Mu Qingfeng's side, the library was very quiet, so he also heard Mu Qingfeng's crazy words just now, but now he looks at Mu Qingfeng It seemed that they were staring at each other with the air, and they couldn't help asking.

Mu Qingfeng looked at the old man who was still panting, and then at the middle-aged man, making sure that she was the only one who could see the old man, she raised her head and shook her head at the man: "Sorry, it's nothing."

The middle-aged man smiled slightly and didn't ask any more questions.

When Mu Qingfeng returned the two bamboo slips, he handed the middle-aged man a copper coin and bought a simple map of the mainland, then thanked him politely, and left the library, while the old man followed her sideways.

Mu Qingfeng came out of the city lord's mansion with more than ten copper coins and one silver coin on her body. The little girl had the concept of currency belonging to this world in her memory, but it was only a general understanding. At least she could know that one silver coin was enough to maintain normal life. People live for half a month.

Tianyue City was surrounded by mountains and the sea, Mu Qingfeng carried a small bag on her back, bought a lot of dry food along the way, and then hired a carriage to send her out of the city in front of the Guancheng Gate to the Hengduan Mountains outside Tianyue City.

Sitting in the carriage, Mu Qingfeng ignored the old man who was still following him, his thoughts turned, thinking of the size and complexity of this world, his eyes flickered.

In the Cangtian Continent, everyone respects martial arts, and the strong are respected, but a martial artist is the most common and ordinary profession.

The real circle of powerful people in the Canghuan Continent are the monks who are honored by the mainland.

A monk, who cultivates the spiritual power of heaven and earth, is also called spiritual practice.

Rumor has it that a powerful monk can shatter the world with just a snap of his fingers.

Every child in the Cangtian Continent will have a talent and spiritual root test at the full moon. Once a baby has a spiritual root, the whole family will be considered developed.

However, there are very few human beings with spiritual roots, almost no one in ten thousand.

And the ranks and struggles between mainland countries also made her passionate about it.

The mainland countries are divided into three classes, including seven high-level empires, 37 middle-level kingdoms, and countless low-level countries.

A low-level country can be promoted to a middle kingdom if it annexes ten low-level countries in a row.

A medium kingdom can be promoted to a high empire if it annexes three medium kingdoms in a row.

But looking at the records, there are even more powerful forces above the high empire, but those are just rumors. If you don't stand at that height, you will never know the truth of the facts.

Tianyue City is just a small mountainous city belonging to a low-level country.

Monk, troubled times, strong, cruel, killing.

A true portrayal of the world.

Mu Qingfeng couldn't suppress the agitation in her heart, she likes the strong, and she prefers to be the strong!
In the prosperous 22nd century, isn't she at the pinnacle?Why haven't you tasted the feeling of being too cold at a high place?Now that it's over again, in a world full of challenges and excitement, how can she not look forward to it?
Standing on the city wall, Huo Tianhua watched the carriage drift away, and finally heaved a deep sigh.

As night fell, under a big tree outside the Hengduan Mountains.

Mu Qingfeng sat on the ground, leaned on the tree and listened to the old man's narration, and held his chin: "So, your soul can't be five meters away from me?"

According to the old man, he is an old pervert who has lived for tens of thousands of years with great strength in the world. One day, when he feels that life is no longer fun, he will seal his body, break open the gate of the underworld, and use his soul body to meet the king of Hades. Negotiations about reincarnation were carried out.

In the end, the negotiations were successful, but the old man who was about to be reincarnated in the 22nd century to play in the [-]nd century was forced to reincarnate because of King's soul, which caused space distortion, brought the old man's soul here, and could not leave Mu Qingfeng's side five meters away.

In other words, the two have been bound together ever since.

The old man snorted and turned his head away: "I really don't know where you, a little pervert, can be reincarnated forcibly, even the King of Hades can't control you."

"You Qi actually let the old man follow you to this place where chickens don't lay eggs, birds don't shit, and weak people are everywhere. Hey, but it's not bad for you, a weak little girl like an ant, to practice here. "

Having said that, the old man paused, hey, it's no fun, isn't it fun now?
Anyway, it's already done with this girl now, he rolled his eyes, stared at Mu Qingfeng up and down, swept away his gloomy expression, and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you think this is our fate? The old man looks at your face Ruddy, with strange bones, and a body with spiritual roots, do you want to learn the unique skills of this old man?"

Mu Qingfeng looked at the old man, with a pair of black and white pupils inlaid on his delicate face, two words were clearly written: despise.

What is the difference between the old man's words and the old god stick on TV?
Seeing these two words clearly, the old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and almost jumped his feet: "You girl, you don't know what's good or bad, how many people are begging and crying to learn Lao Tzu's unique skills!"

Mu Qingfeng rolled his eyes at the old man, picked up the small bundle from the ground, opened it, looked at the black box, his eyes darkened.

It was left by my father.

Since he was still alive, why did he hand over his infant daughter to Huo Tianhua who was a martial artist six years ago?
Mu Qingfeng opened the black box, and there was a pitch-black ring empty inside.

"Space ring, just drop blood to recognize the owner." The old man glanced at it, curling his lips a little disdainfully.

Mu Qingfeng glared at the old man, took out a needle, pricked his fingertip, and dripped blood on the ring.

In an instant, the purple light of the dark and dull ring flashed away, and it was firmly clasped on Mu Qingfeng's left index finger, and at the same time, there was a trace of spiritual power in his mind.

The old man's disdainful gaze was also a little bit surprised at this moment. This place is full of weak ants, and there are treasures of this level?
Mu Qingfeng looked at the exquisite purple ring with two extra dragons coiled together on his index finger, closed his eyes, and infiltrated his spiritual power into the ring.

(End of this chapter)