Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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Although Yan Ping died, the things on him remained.

Ma Chengwei quickly cleared the mess, picked up the token belonging to the ancestral temple, and hurried to the prison to rescue his family members.

Then he came to a secret place without stopping.

"senior!"

He pushed aside the clouds and landed on a place covered with snow.

Sitting cross-legged in this place is a huge ghost. Sitting cross-legged is like a mountain, and its mighty power makes Ma Chengwei bow his head subconsciously.

But upon closer inspection, the ghost's head seemed to have cracks, and a pitch-black lightning flashed between the eyebrows, causing thunder from the sky to fall from time to time.

Every time it fell, the ghost groaned, and the ghost body trembled.

Even so, Ma Chengwei still did not dare to slack off in front of the other party, he respectfully saluted, and went through things one by one.

"Humph!"

Hearing that Mo Qiu killed Yan Ping, the ghost's eyes moved slightly, and he said leisurely:

"I really can't think of it, the old man just reminded him a little, he has already preempted and completely solved Yan Ping so quickly."

"Act decisively, act ruthlessly..."

"amazing!"

"It's amazing!"

He reminded Mo Qiu to pay attention to Yan Ping because he wanted to help Yan Ping when he started, so that he could get closer to Mo Qiu.

But did not expect.

As soon as he finished speaking here, Mo Qiu sneaked into Yan Ping's mansion overnight, found that something was wrong, and immediately cut the grass and roots.

Being so decisive, the ghosts couldn't help but admire him again and again.

Ma Chengwei pondered for a while, and said, "It should be that Mo Qiu was aware of it, but this time it's just pushing the boat with the current and taking the shot ahead of time."

"Yeah." The ghost nodded slowly:

"Di Ku has a weak temperament, he has a lot of reliance on Quanzhen Dao, and his sweetheart is in the hands of Mo Qiu.

"Wang Huang is different!"

"As long as King Zhao stops attacking and the chaos in King Lu's territory is subsided, he will never let go of the tens of millions of living creatures in Dongtian World. Mo Qiu can't understand this truth."

"Senior." Ma Chengwei's eyes moved slightly:

"In other words, can Daozhu Mo and us form an alliance?"

"Yeah." The ghost nodded.

"That's great." Ma Chengwei rubbed his hands together and said:

"Although Mo Dao's major is not high, his strength is extremely terrifying. With Yan Ping's ability, he has not been able to survive the call for help."

"The strength is far beyond the middle-level ghost king."

"In addition to the seniors and the prince, no matter how strong Wang Huang is, it is nothing!"

He twice witnessed Mo Qiu's great power, once alone forced back hundreds of ghost kings in King Lu's realm, and once forcibly killed Yan Ping before his eyes.

I am in awe of Mo Qiu's strength.

"Ah…"

Hearing this, the ghost said coldly:

"You underestimate the power of the master of the ancestral temple. Even if the old man's strength is intact, there may not be a chance to win him."

"Mo Qiu's strength is good, but there is still a big gap between such existences, and it may not be possible for me to join forces with him."

"Ah!" Ma Chengwei was stunned for a moment, but he was convinced of the other party's judgment, and said in a low voice:

"And what about the lord?"

"Di Ku?" The ghost's expression sank:

"My apprentice is full of ambition, and he hides the world in his chest, but he is a casual person. If he hadn't voluntarily backed down, how could Wang Huang be today?"

"Will the situation in King Lu's realm be so bad again?"

"It's better to count on him than to count on Wang Huang to give in automatically!"

This ghost is actually the old master of the Qifei Palace, the unknown master who was rumored to have fallen long ago.

For the apprentice who had high hopes, this ghost is now obviously extremely disappointed, and there is no anger in his words, and there is a hint of rebuke.

"Then what should I do?" Ma Chengwei frowned.

"No hurry." The ghost slowed down:

"Mo Qiu's strength is not weak, at least he can hold Wang Huang for a while, and if he has no intentions, the odds of winning are a bit higher than before."

"and."

"There is Taiyizong behind him. If you can invite one or two top cultivators, you may not be able to make a comeback in one fell swoop. Don't worry for the time being."

"Yes."

Ma Chengwei should be.

...

Because of King Lu's change of thrones, all the forces around the palace also retreated from me, and many courtyards changed their owners.

Among them, the most expensive part was given to the palace master Wang Huang from the ancestral temple, while the most delicate part was occupied by Qin Qingrong.

There are many treasure pavilions here, but few ghosts can enter.

Saintess retreated to thank guests, and practiced with one heart.

Of course.

Don't beg not to be in it.

"Crackling..."

Inside the house, the silver soul wood was held up by the Nine Netherworld Fire, burning and shattering, escaping many times of green smoke, and the smoke filled the house and did not disperse.

This kind of smoke is a great supplement for ghosts and ghosts.

A single sip of the ghost can condense the ghost body and transform into a ghost, saving decades of hard work.

And this is just what Qin Qingrong uses to keep warm and nourish her body.

It burns thousands of pounds every day!

"Congratulations."

Looking at Qin Qingrong, Mo Qiu smiled sincerely:

"Middle-level ghost king, Qing Rong's cultivation level has improved faster than me, but it makes Mo Mou, who used to speak madly, a little ashamed."

"Your foundation is far stronger than mine, and your strength is stronger than mine." Qin Qingrong was very relaxed in front of Mo Qiu, so she did not humble her progress, and handed over a jade slip:

"This is the way I practice."

Wonderful fetus!

This is an extremely mysterious practice from the ancestral temple. It is said that only ghost practitioners who meet certain conditions can be taught.

It is a great sin to teach in private.

Now Qin Qingrong handed it over, but it was normal. In her opinion, as long as it was her own things, the other party could know everything.

Mo Qiu stretched out his hand to take it, and when his spiritual sense fell inward, his expression was condensed.

He looked at many secret methods all over, and just by looking at the rank of the method, he knew that there were seven, seven, eight, eight. This method was indeed rare.

After a while.

Mo Qiu pondered, put down the jade slip in his hand, and said:

"This method, I'm afraid that will eventually make a wedding dress for others."

"Well..." Qin Qingrong responded to this, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com also had some guesses, and when he heard the words, his expression remained unchanged, and he asked:

"What do you see?"

"The Wonderful Treasure of the Divine Embryo is to nurture the divine embryo with one's own body. The divine embryo is formed by the intersection of heaven and earth, so there is no bottleneck in the realm. As long as the cultivation base is sufficient, it can be improved." Mo Qiu opened his mouth and glanced at Qin Qingrong at the same time:

"That's why, Qing Rong, you can improve your cultivation so quickly."

"but."

"The mana obtained from this method is owned by the gods. People who practice it seem to deposit the mana that they have worked so hard to cultivate as money, and they will come back when they use it every day. It seems that there is no discount, and it is very It’s convenient, but it’s very different from what an individual cultivates.”

Qin Qingrong's pretty face was tense, her eyes were solemn, she nodded slowly and said:

"I also feel that something is wrong, but I can't find where the problem is. After you say this, I understand."

Saying that, she hummed softly:

"The Holy Master is afraid that he wants me to be a cauldron for practice, and when the divine embryo is complete, he will take it away in one fell swoop, so that it can achieve its great cause."

"This..." Mo Qiu groaned and shook his head gently:

"I'm afraid it's not entirely true."

"By the way, the Holy Master of the Ancestral Temple, it should be a woman, right?"

"Female?" Qin Qingrong was stunned, then shook her head:

"The Holy Master has never revealed his true body, and even the three temple masters do not know whether it is male or female, and even the voice is difficult to distinguish between males and females."

"Really?" Mo Qiu was noncommittal:

"This method is extremely mysterious, and it can ignore the obstacles of the realm. It's okay for Qing Rong to practice for the time being, but in the future, you need to pay attention to other people's success."

"This is not in a hurry."

"Yeah." Qin Qingrong nodded:

"How's your situation recently?"

These days, she has been in seclusion and ascetic practice, almost ignoring the outside world, but she also knows that Moqiu's situation is not good.