Chapter 77： Mogu

Downstairs of the Star Observation Building, stood four handsome teenagers in their teens. They were all dressed up in the appearance of Daoist Boys. They were specially selected by Old Master Li as his accompanying boy for cultivating Taoism.

These people are all orphans without father and mother. Mrs. Li bestowed the surname "Li" on these four people, and named them Li Feng, Li Jie, Li Song, and Li Jing respectively, which means "reciting scriptures according to commandments".

Whenever Mrs. Li was meditating on the top floor of the Observatory of Stars and comprehended the principles of heaven and earth, these boys would protect the Dharma for him downstairs, staying close at hand.

Whenever Mrs. Zhang wanted to practice enlightenment, he would fast and bathe for the first three days. Mrs. Li and these boys only drank rootless water, and did not eat meat or drink. Old people have a more stable temperament and can withstand long-term exposure. lonely.

When Mrs. Li was meditating on the star tower, the four boys who would "recite scriptures" would defend Mrs. Li downstairs. Mo Gu, a cultivator of immortality, just smiled and shook his head when Mrs. Li was so particular about formality. Shake your head.

But these ten-year-old boys are originally active, and standing still for a long time is really a kind of torture. But they didn't dare to move around at will. Mrs. Li attaches great importance to cultivating Taoism.

In addition, there are some old servants who come and go, maybe someone is watching, if there is something wrong with the four of them, someone will talk about it, and then it will be heard by Mrs. Li, so they are eating and drinking like this now. The days of sorrow are over.

They have experienced not enough food and clothing, but they don't want to go back to the previous life.

Zhang Shiping walked slowly towards the Star Observation Tower, and the boys standing on both sides saw a stranger with a free and easy temperament, who looked like a noble son, coming over, thinking that he was a son of a family from somewhere.

Although they didn't know each other, they didn't dare to be rude. Li Feng, who was older, came over, "Young master, please stop. The old man is in meditation, so it's inconvenient to see guests."

Zhang Shiping's consciousness swept over him, and there were four people dressed as boys next to him, and there were twelve servants and servants all over the yard. These people didn't have any magic power, they were completely mortal.

There were two people on the top of the building, one of them was old and weak, under Zhang Shiping's consciousness, this person's body was like a lamp whose wick was about to be burnt to ashes, and the little light of life was like a candle in the wind.

And the other man with mana in his body was the sixth-level Qi-training monk he had pursued all the way from the Longevity Temple.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping was not talking and also standing still, Li Feng repeated the words softly. Zhang Shiping didn't entangle with the little boy too much.

The boy's eyes were immediately dull, and he was not in the slightest. This kind of small method of using spiritual consciousness can only be used on mortals who don't have any mana.

For people who have mana or wear some magic tools such as amulets, it basically has no effect. Of course, if Zhang Shiping is a Jindan or Nascent Soul cultivator, then his spiritual consciousness can easily break through the sea of ​​consciousness of a monk in the qi training stage or the foundation building stage.

Zhang Shiping said a few words softly, Li Feng walked back to the original position like a puppet, Zhang Shiping stepped up the stairs step by step, when he reached the corner of the fourth floor, he happened to meet Mo Gu who had just come down, he grinned, "Go up and sit for a while, I have something I want to ask you." Zhang Shiping's tone softened, and he looked at him with an extremely calm expression, but it was no less than a thunderstorm on dry land when it reached Mo Gu's ears.

Zhang Shiping's face was calm, and his tone was not angry at all, but the words he said were cold to Mo Gu's ears, and a chill gradually radiated from his body.

Zhang Shiping locked the energy around him, and he didn't dare to move around. He clearly felt that Zhang Shiping's mana was far beyond his own. In Gu's eyes, Zhang Shiping's magic power was much stronger than that of the Foundation Establishment Stage monk he had seen before.

Some foundation-building cultivators were eager for success, and did not work steadily to secure the foundation. Compared with some cultivators of the same rank, their mana was naturally half a point short.

Mo Gu clearly felt Zhang Shiping's chill. He was startled, unwilling to sit still, his whole body erupted with mana, subconsciously just about to take out the magic weapon in his hand from the storage bag, when Zhang Shiping erupted. As soon as the momentum hit, the majestic spiritual pressure contained in it directly made Mo Gu back, and fell on the stairs without any resistance.

Zhang Shiping's gaze was like a sword, the monk in front of the sixth level of qi training dared to do these little tricks in front of him, obviously he didn't take him seriously, he couldn't help feeling a little angry.

But in order to be able to understand the news of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, soul searching is not a panacea. There are many kinds of secret arts in the world of cultivating immortals, which can plant restrictions in the sea of ​​consciousness of monks. When encountering soul searching or enchantment, it will take effect. The soul of the cultivator who planted the ban was scattered, so that the other party could not find out any news.

However, as long as a person is alive, there will be more or less ways to break those secret prohibition methods. If there is indeed any important news, Zhang Shiping will make another plan.

So he didn't kill him directly, Zhang Shiping snorted coldly at Mo Gu, stretched out his hand and flashed, several brown vines grew from the stairs, tied Mo Gu firmly, Zhang Shiping bent down, stretched out his hand, and stretched out his hand, Take that gray storage bag off.

Like an earthworm, Mo Gu struggled and wriggled, as if he wanted to salute Zhang Shiping, bent his body, begged for mercy constantly, and almost burst into tears.

At that time, the foundation-building cultivator in Fang City was not targeting him, but it was a little bit affected. At that time, he naively thought that if he met the foundation-building cultivator, then with the means he recorded in the ancient book in the ancient cultivator's cave, there would be a chance Bajiu was able to escape, maybe there is still a chance, and he can kill by leapfrogging as a low-level monk.

It was only now that Mo Gu realized that the horrors of the Foundation Establishment cultivators far exceeded his imagination as a low-level cultivator, and it was definitely not something that low-rank cultivators like them could compete with by relying on some small means.

Mo Gu was crying, and he didn't know how he provoked this senior. A thought flashed in his mind, could it be because of the concept of longevity?

For the mere sake of a few mortals, is it necessary for a Foundation Establishment cultivator to take action? Mo Gu suddenly thought, could it be that among the children he sent to the Temple of Longevity there were members of this senior's tribe, Mo Gu felt bitter in his heart, he wouldn't be so unlucky, could he?

After Zhang Shiping put away the storage bag, he tapped this monk Ge Yi several times in a row, and placed a restraint on him, confining the mana in his dantian. After he was done, Zhang Shiping released the man Brown vines on the body.

Mo Gu quickly got up, thanking Zhang Shiping for his kindness of not killing him excitedly, and didn't mention a word about Zhang Shiping taking his storage bag.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping was planning to go upstairs, he quickly led the way for Zhang Shiping, and the two went up to the sixth floor one after the other.

Mrs. Li, who was meditating on the sixth floor, heard the howling downstairs, and opened his eyes impatiently. The majesty of being the Minister of Yu for more than ten years exuded, and he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Go and see the downstairs." What happened?"

After hearing Mrs. Li's order, two well-dressed men came out from behind the screen. One of them had a square face, and the other had a scar at the corner of his eye. They looked completely different, but the expressions on their faces, that This look, as if carved out of a mold.

These are the dead men trained by the Li Mansion, and they are loyal. Any important person in the Li Mansion will be accompanied by a few dead men whether openly or secretly.

After the two accepted the order, according to the previous training, the square-faced monk stood by Mrs. Li's side, and the dead man with the scar at the corner of his eye went downstairs to investigate.

Seeing Zhang Shiping and Mo Gu, the man felt the coldness on Zhang Shiping's body, and just wanted to speak to remind the upstairs that Zhang Shiping had unknowingly cast an ice cone talisman in front of him, a light blue ice cone with a cold light, In a flash, before the dead man could make a sound, his throat was pierced by the ice pick, and even his spine was directly broken by the ice pick.