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In the early morning of 2nd day, a few carriages set off from the barracks, carrying Elderly and a dozen young people to the Seven Mysteries Sect Main Hall in Feixia Mountain, Taizhou.

“Seven Mysteries Sect, are our Great prestigious families in Taizhou…” Along the way, a middle-aged man who looked like Elderly and his classmate, chattered endlessly with this group of young people selected from refugees and brag about Seven Mysteries Sect and Elderly.

Elderly alone is sitting in another carriage, not knowing what he is doing.

From the description of the middle-aged man, they also learned that Old Mo is a medical expert, and also the Guest Elder of Seven Mysteries Sect, who specializes in dealing with various intractable diseases in the door.

The main purpose of coming to the refugee camp is to use these refugees with low lives to test the efficacy of the new Jinchuang medicine that I recently invented.

And behind this so-called “Rebels” is Seven Mysteries Sect’s support, a test of the degree of decay of the Imperial Court.

Look at this Imperial Court, there is still some control over the place.

Of course, Bai Mo inferred from the words of his attendants.

As for why the other party has to pick a few people on a whim, this is not mentioned at all.

……

Yesterday, the teenager who begged to bring his younger brother with him, when both of them were huddled in the corner of the carriage.

Bai Mo only glanced at it and saw that this so-called “younger brother” was actually a “di di”, a little girl who had spent a lot of thought on self-defeating images.

Fluffy messy hair, smudges everywhere on hands and feet, and soot-stained face, looks like a standard stray beggar.

It seems that they are being stared at. Even though they are already on a safe carriage, the siblings still seem a little nervous.

The unpredictable life in the refugee camp for several days obviously had a profound impact on them.

……

“These are a few seedlings I picked from the refugees.”

“Old Mo, please.” In the main hall, he greeted Wang Guan from the entire group and said with a flattering smile.

“Come here all and send them to the bamboo forest guest house at the back.” The steward quickly recruited a small servant and took them to the guest house.

“At sunrise tomorrow, everyone will be on the mountainside.”

“Yes!”

……

“Compared with the chaos outside, this is indeed a hidden land of peace and prosperity.” Bai Mo lay in this rather quiet house, slowly continuing to organize the huge memories belonging to the fairy.

The mortal body in his body possession is too slow in processing memory information.

He dug out the bottle curiously. The bottle was covered with dirt, and it was not at all visible.

Just as he wanted to look a few more times, suddenly his eyes went dark, and the whole person passed out, and the vial slipped from his hand.

But just as the vial was about to return to the ground again, one hand lightly supported it from below.

Bai Mo appeared in the shadows of trees on the mountainside.

In half a year, he has recovered to the strength close to the Foundation Establishment Stage. As for the divine sense, it is comparable to the Golden Core cultivator.

In the entire Seven Mysteries Sect, everyone’s every move is in Bai Mo’s eyes.

Han Yu’s fortuitous encounter attracted his attention.

“A bit familiar…” He provokes a breeze, and the dirt on the bottle will automatically fall off, revealing the real body of the bottle.

“It seems to be something of the light **?” After searching for a while from the memory of the last battle, Bai Mo basically confirmed that this was the Life-Source Magical Treasure of one of the people who besieged him.

He didn’t believe it by chance. The guy in front of him who was stunned by himself was most likely to be picked by the other party as a back-to-back.

People of the same rank as Dao Zun, even if they kill all their existence in this world, it is extremely difficult to remove all traces left by them.

And any such trace may become the hidden child of their resurrection.

“It’s all over.”

Bai Mo, holding Han Yu in one hand and a bottle in the other, disappeared into the mountainside.

……

“Where am I? What happened just now?” Han Yu’s last memory still remained in the scene of picking up the bottle.