Be A Martial Cultivator In Another World

After returning to the village, Qin Shan told Qin Mo about his life.

According to Qin Shan, the world they live in now is called Wuyuan continent. Liujia village is just a village of ordinary people in the corner of Wuyuan continent. Because it is too remote, not many people care about it.

When Qin Shan was young, he was a disciple of the sect. Because of his limited talent, he stopped at his current strength when he knew his life, and finally he had no choice but to quit the sect. Because he provoked many enemies when he was young, when his enemies learned that Qin Shan had left the sect, they came to seek revenge one after another.

Qin Shan had no choice but to hide in Liujia village. He lived in anonymity for many years, and his life was stable.

But I didn't expect that these guys came to me.

And now he is already half a foot into the loess.

In the face of these powerful enemies, it seems that they are not as strong as they were when they were young.

After this war, Qin Shan has suffered a lot of internal injuries. In addition to the hidden diseases of his youth, Qin Shan also knows clearly that his time is running out.

And his only hope now is Qin mo.

This grandson, although he has only accepted Qin Mo for one year, during this year, the relationship between them is quite good.

What's more, he hasn't married in his whole life and has no children. Now the only one he can't let go is Qin mo.

"Listen to me, Moll Inside, Qin Shan was leaning against a chair, looking very weak.

Qin Mo stood in front of Qin Shan and nodded, his face heavy.

"Grandfather, you say!" Qin Mo bowed his head.

Qin Shan coughed twice, and then said: "the rest of my grandfather's time is not much, in fact, my grandfather in this world, there is not much to miss!"

"I come here to live an ordinary life, far away from the worldly noise, thinking that one day I can spend my old age in peace, and I will have nothing to worry about."

"But, meet you, but let grandfather change this idea!"

"Child, since I met you, I know that you are an extraordinary person. Although you have lost your memory and forgotten everything, I don't even know where you come from or who your real name is!"

"But I only know that in the rest of my time, I can see you live happily!"

Qin Shan said and coughed again. Qin Mo wiped his tears secretly and beat Qin Shan's back again and again.

"Yes, grandfather, I will!" Qin Mo's voice choked to say that he also understood that there was not much time left to accompany Qin Shan.

"Child, I know that you have a special constitution and boundless natural strength. You must be a overlord in the future. Grandfather also hopes that you can protect yourself well before you think of everything!" Qin Shan asked, and then took out a jade worship token, took Qin Mo's hand, put it in his palm.

"This is the token of Tianyan Pavilion. Tianyan Pavilion is the ancestral gate where my grandfather lived when he was young. If you can't find a place after my grandfather left, you can go to this ancestral gate to study hard and try to make yourself strong. No one can bully you. Then my grandfather will be at ease!"

Qin Shan said to Qin Mo sincerely that Qin Mo's tears had been circling in his eyes.

Qin Mo took the token, and Qin Shan entrusted some other things.

For a long time, Qin Shan stood up and looked pale at the Castle Peak in the distance, with a clear light in his eyes.

……

The rest of the days, Qinshan as usual, every day sunrise and sunset, go out to play, life is not comfortable.

In his spare time, Qin Shan teaches Qin Mo some simple fighting moves and self-defense skills, and Qin Mo is talented and can learn them as soon as he learns them.

And gradually, Qin Mo can speak things, also accepted by people.

Half a month later, Qin Shan passed away.

Every family in the village came to help with the affairs.

A group of old people are very sorry, for this can only sigh.

They will come to this day sooner or later. The old friend of Qinshan is just one step ahead of them.

Indeed, for these old people who have seen through life and death, this is nothing.

For these ordinary people, life is nothing but life and death.

After Qin Shan was buried, Qin Mo planned to leave Liujia village.

In front of Qin Shan's tomb, Qin Mo holds the jade white token in his hand.

"Grandfather, I'm leaving. I've gone to Tianyan Pavilion. I may not be able to come back to see you for a long time in the future!"

Qin Mo wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, kowtowed three times to the tombstone in Qinshan mountain, stood up and turned to leave. Soon, he disappeared in the mountains.

……

A month later, in a primeval forest, there appeared a figure dressed in rags and disheveled, just like a primitive man. This person was smelling bad, dirty, and his face was covered with dirt. He could not see clearly.

This man is Qin Mo who left Liujia village, but he didn't know the location of Tianyan Pavilion, so he lost his way in the primeval forest.These days, when you are hungry, you catch wild animals and roast them. When you are thirsty, you find rivers and streams to replenish water.

Finally, Qin Mo left the virgin forest and came to a city.

On the road, people come and go, people look at the savage, have a look of disgust to avoid.

This is a city with a large number of ordinary residents. The city is prosperous and prosperous.

Qin Mo looked at the bustling city in front of him and walked slowly into the city.

"Where's the little beggar? Go away!"

There are all kinds of stalls on the roadside, which are full of harmony. People come and go along the road.

Qin Mo stopped at the roadside bun stand, his eyes full of desire, feeling his stomach and drooling.

The stall owner looked at Qin Mo, his face a little impatient.

"As for you, go away, little beggar. Don't disturb my business!"

Seeing that Qin Mo was still standing in the same place, the stall owner was a little annoyed and took out a stick to greet Qin mo.

"Stop it

At this time, a clear and beautiful voice stopped the stall owner.

"It's easy to sell steamed buns. Why beat people?"

The stall owner followed the example, put away the stick and showed a flattering smile.

"It's Miss Lin!" The stall owner said with a smile.

"The beggar has been disturbing my business. I'm just bluffing him to leave!" Said the stall owner.

A girl with white gauze, silver hairpin, long hair and waist was walking towards her. She was about seventeen or eighteen years old. She was charming, lovely and sweet. She was very eye-catching. She was accompanied by two servants. However, the momentum shocked the stall owner.

The stall owner immediately bent down, his face full of flattering smile, smiling face to meet.

The girl's beautiful eyes glared at the stall owner, and then looked at Qin Mo, who smelled like a savage.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Mo's eyes were always on the steaming bun, and he just nodded his head.

"Give me ten buns!"

Seeing this, the girl turned to the stall owner and said, "a servant threw some silver to the stall owner. The stall owner grinned and immediately handed over the bun.