Mythological origin

Chapter 14 Leave
As the upper echelons of Tai'an Prefecture, they have heard a lot about the immortal cultivators, and they know very well that mortals without spiritual roots are nothing in the immortal cultivator's world.

To put it bluntly, without spiritual roots, you don't even have the qualifications to make connections.

"The younger generation would take the liberty to ask, where does your honor plan to place us?"

Several women couldn't figure out how old this youthful Foundation Establishment cultivator was now.

According to the legend, each of these old monsters who cultivate immortals has a good face, which is really enviable. Perhaps the combined age of all the people present is not as good as this young man.

So even though it seemed that the other party was only in their twenties, in the mortal world they all wanted to call him younger brother, and the oldest lady, Mrs. Yan, still respectfully called her senior.

"Yin Yang sect."

Bai Mo took out the Ascension Token from Mo Tianxie from his bosom, and casually threw it to Madam Yan.

"Ascension Order?!"

The girls are also knowledgeable people, and they immediately planned to back away when they saw this. If the news of this thing leaked out, it would easily attract countless greedy wolves, and it would be extremely annoying.

But after thinking about it, they stopped what they were doing.

With a foundation-building cultivator present, the Immortal Ascension Order is nothing at all.

"But our sisters are all mortals without spiritual roots. Even with the Ascension Token, it is impossible to enter the legendary Yin Yang sect..."

"They will let it." Bai Mo didn't give any explanation, but just gave his answer flatly.

"..."

"Can we, mother and daughter, be allowed to think for a while." It was still the beautiful woman surnamed Yan who spoke.

"I'll give you one day. After one day, no matter what you choose, I will leave here."

"Thank you, senior." The girls were blessed.

"Then tonight, senior, can I honor the Tamo Mansion?"

"casual."

"Feng Wu, go and entertain the seniors well, don't let the young people disturb you."

"Yes, ma'am!"

Mrs. Yan knows very well that among the servants around her, there must be spies from other forces. Today, the senior has not shy away from handing over a promotion order to them. Such big news must not be concealed. There will soon be temptations from the periphery.

"Senior, this way please."

"You are Mo Fengwu?"

"Ok!"

"Sure enough, there is no spiritual root."

"Um……!"

Only then did she realize that there was actually a hand as white as jade gently placed on her celestial spirit cover!
Fortunately, I am still a martial arts practitioner!
Mo Fengwu turned her head and looked at Bai Mo who was close at hand.

In an instant, I felt that I had been seen through everything, from the inside to the outside, from the skin to the lungs to the bones, I really saw through.

"It's just skin and skin." Bai Mo glanced at Mo Fengwu who was blushing like a ripe tomato and said.

"Without spiritual roots, even the Ascension Token cannot be activated. No wonder Mo Tianxie didn't leave the Ascension Token..."

The level of spiritual roots ranges from the best heavenly spiritual roots, that is, single spiritual roots, to double spiritual roots, three spiritual roots, four spiritual roots, five spiritual roots, and barely there are spiritual roots, but basically no school will ask for it. pseudo-spiritual roots.

"..."

Mo Fengwu was also vaguely aware of her adoptive father's obsession with cultivating immortals, but unfortunately she didn't have spiritual roots, so she couldn't share her foster father's worries.

At this moment, Bai Mo brought up this matter again, causing a trace of sadness to well up in her heart, and crystal tears suddenly appeared in the corners of her eyes, making her look even more pitiful.

It's a pity that the white ink in front of him has gone through several lives, and has been eroded by the poison of Taoism. He has already lost most of his emotions, and he doesn't care about such things.

……

"Is this your senior... apprentice?"

It took Mo Fengwu a while to sort out his emotions before he managed to recover and continued to chat without saying a word.

The little beggar also looked at Bai Mo eagerly, hoping that it was the answer in his heart.

"Him? Doesn't count."

It's a pity that Bai Mo's cold words broke the children's fantasy with one punch.

"Sister, sister, my name is Xin Ling."

The little beggar took the initiative to say the name Bai Mo casually gave him yesterday.

Before that, he didn't even have an official name.

Of course, a sick and weak little beggar who lives like wild dogs on the roadside and may die at any time does not need such a thing as a name.

"Xin Ling, that's a nice name. My name is Mo Fengwu."

Compared with Bai Mo, who is aloof and superior, Xin Ling who is behind him is undoubtedly much easier to deal with.

Xin Ling was also very moved, because this was the first person who was really treated as a "human", and she was also a beautiful sister.

As for Bai Mo, at first he also thought that the other party was being kind to him, but it didn't take long to realize that he treated everyone in the same way.

Always gentle without a trace of emotion, and always with a distance that can't be seen.

"He left this medicine." Bai Mo took out a bottle of medicine with the words "Zhuyan Pill" written on it, and threw it to Mo Fengwu.

Zhuyan Pill, as the name suggests, is a elixir that allows people to maintain their appearance for a long time. It is something he found from a cultivator who was killed by himself.

Originally, according to Mo Tianxie's plan, this Zhuyan Pill was a gift he was going to bring back to his wife and daughter after he was reborn, but it was a pity that he died before he could leave...

……

"Sir, the carriage is ready and ready to go at any time."

At noon the next day, the woman surnamed Yan took the initiative to speak.

In the end, they chose to leave Tai'an.

After officially confirming the news of Mo Tianxie's death, they also looked away.

Staying here will only engage in endless wrangling with hyenas and wolves from all walks of life. Looking at Mofu and asking Tianmen every day, you will only think about people when you see things.

It's better to leave this sad place and start a new life again.

They didn't bring anything except gold and silver, and a few trusted maids.

All the properties under the names of the girls were sold last night, along with the positions of sect masters, to senior sect leaders who were willing to take over.

Especially yesterday evening, after experiencing the effect of the Zhuyan Pill sent by Bai Mo, they became more interested in the legendary world of cultivating immortals, but their nostalgia for the mortal world faded a lot.

Even if he doesn't even have a spiritual root.

The troika left Taizhou Fucheng amidst the curiosity of the onlookers on both sides.

Following the direction of the Immortal Order, the carriage slowly headed towards the assembly point designated by the Yin Yang Sect...

Along the way, wave after wave of bandits came, and they all planned to join the battle.

But inexplicably, when every thief was about to approach the carriage, he would put down his weapon for no reason, hug his head and cry, completely forgetting about the robbery until the carriage left leisurely.

"Could it be that senior is a kind person who doesn't kill?" Mo Fengwu, who watched the whole process, was very curious about it.

(End of this chapter)