The autumn rain is bleak and has never stopped since last night.

There is no grass in the new grave, and it is a little lonely in this endless world.

Chen Mo planted a small tree next to the grave, but did not erect a monument. In his heart, the village chief's grandfather was alive forever. Standing a monument was a desperate hope, so he would rather plant a small tree.

"The tree was planted by Mo'er, so I will be the last few days. Mo'er will accompany the village chief's grandfather." Chen Mo let the rain wet his body and whispered in a low voice.

A Xiang and Lian'er stood beside Chen Mo sensible. Lian'er bit her lower lip and was about to bite out the blood. A Xiang sobbed intermittently, but she was much calmer than before.

Chen Mo stood speechless, not yesterday's oath. He never knew that he had such great power, so much that he could fill a person's hot heart and make it cold.

He didn't know if there was really a cycle of reincarnation in this world. If there was a cycle of reincarnation, after killing his enemy, he could go to the lunar land and get back the unjustly death of Muyan Village... Even then, they might have forgotten Muyan Village and could have been reincarnated for several lifetimes... But it doesn't matter, they would definitely be willing to go to that paradise and have no worries anymore.

"Let's go." Chen Mo's thoughts were very messy, and he felt too misty when he thought about things. After a while, Chen Mo carried Axiang and Lian'er on the horse, and finally turned around and left with the horse.

Just a few steps, I still couldn't help but look back frequently.

Once upon a time, the village was all his beliefs. Most of the focus on the progress of cultivation was just to make the master and senior brother have a bright light on his face.

Chen Mo didn't have much ambition.

And now, Chen Mo only longs for power.

Only strength can kill enemies with one hand, and only strength can protect the most closest and most serious person. There will be no next time such helpless pain, Chen Moru said to himself.

The ambition on the path of cultivation finally took root in Chen Mo's heart, and an indelible mark was formed in an instant.

...

One month later, autumn.

Looking at the Green Willow Villa not far away, Chen Mo knew that he had entered the jurisdiction of Kongsang Immortal Gate.

Muyan Village is in the north, and Kongsang Xianmen is in the south.

Although it was autumn, the weather did not get cooler, but became hotter.

Under the scorching sun, the ancient road winding towards the distance was like a fried yellow snake, with heat waves rising on its surface.

"Brother Mo, I'm thirsty." A Xiang couldn't resist the heat. She saw a tea stall under the shade of the trees not far away, so she no longer wanted to move forward.

Lian'er was a little sensible, but she couldn't help but lick her dry lips when she looked at the tea stall.

After traveling along the way, these two originally thin little girls not only did not become thinner, but became more vibrant, because Chen Mo was very caring and extremely doting.

"Okay, when you are thirsty, come down to drink herbal tea. Don't be greedy." Chen Mo hugged the two sisters from the horse, tied the horses, and took them to sit down at the tea stall.

The tea seller was an old man named Wang who lived in a village under the jurisdiction of Luliu Villa. When he saw that business was rare, he was attentive. He didn't say that he had three bowls of herbal tea, but when he saw the two little girls cute, he even gave him a stack of tea cakes.

The tea cake was sweet, Axiang and Lian'er had a happy meal, and only smiled. Chen Mo was moved by the old man selling tea in his heart, so he took out a piece of silver worth about three taels and handed it to the old man selling tea.

"Young hero, herbal tea is only three big money, and refreshments are only five big money. I can't find the three taels of silver." The old man didn't accept Chen Mo's money.

"No need to find it. My sister loves your refreshments. Just wrap two servings when you leave." Chen Mo didn't care much. Don't say that money is nothing. As long as the sisters are happy, what about the thirty spirit stones?

"No, no. The old man is not short of money. His son and daughter-in-law are all working in Luliu Villa, and only more than ten taels of silver coins a month. I sell this herbal tea so I can't stay idle." The old man insisted on Chen Mo's money and repeatedly pushed him.

When Chen Mo heard this, he moved a little in his heart, and did not force it. He put away the money. He looked patiently for a long time before he found more than ten big money for the old man, but he said calmly: "Then thank you for your refreshment. But this Green Willow Villa is so much silver?"

"Of course, this radius of 300 miles has never been heard of Liu Mubai, the old owner of Liu Liu Villa." When talking about the owner of Green Liu Villa, the old man seemed a little excited.

Chen Mo pretended to be confused: "What have you heard of the old owner?"

"Good man!" the old man said it simply, but he couldn't help but give a thumbs up in his hand. The proud look seemed to be praising his family.

Chen Mo smiled slightly and said to himself: "It's the seventh one, did you really find the right person this time?"

Yes, Chen Mo has heard the seventh person who praised Liu Mubai, the owner of Green Willow Villa, along the way.

The words of praise may be exaggerated, but people's expression of loving and loving from the bottom of their hearts cannot be faked.

There are naturally reasons why Chen Mo pays so much attention to Liu Mubai.

It turned out that after leaving Guyang Town that day, after Chen Mo's deliberate investigation, he found that Xiao Axiang and Lian'er actually had spiritual roots.

Chen Mo was not very shocked about this. People in the world may say that there are no one out of 100,000 people with spiritual roots. But for Muyan Village, as long as they are direct descendants of Muyan Village, there are six or seventeen who have spiritual roots.

This conclusion was seen by Chen Mo from the ancestor's notes left by the village chief, and he was actually quite surprised.

Although I know in my heart that the probability of cultivators giving birth to children with spiritual roots is much higher than that of ordinary people, it is not exaggerated to have been passed down for more than 1,200 years. There are still so many people among the descendants who have spiritual roots?

When it comes to the letter of the ancestor, Chen Mo could only smile bitterly. He had no more words than to leave specific ancestral teachings. He refused to reveal his name, only the surname Chen... He also said that if future generations knew his name, they would cause great disasters.

What a great disaster, Chen Mo didn't know. He only knew that Muyan Village had been destroyed, and what was even more serious disaster? However, if A Xiang and Lian'er had spiritual roots, they would have to practice.

Chen Mo thought so before returning to Kongsang Xianmen to take care of himself.

However, after the village suffered a major disaster, Chen Mo's mentality became more careful. He was worried that if one day in the future, the treasure of Tiancao was exposed, wouldn't it cause a pair of girls to be implicated? This has to be taken precautions.

He couldn't tell why, and he always had a premonition that the sudden disaster in the village was probably related to the treasure he had obtained from heaven.

In addition, we had to arrange a proper place for A Xiang and Lian'er, which was necessary to have no worries about food and clothing, and to be able to practice.

After thinking about it, Chen Mo felt that it was safest to keep a pair of girls in a small family of cultivators.

Therefore, it took a month to go along the way. Chen Mo was searching and found several well-known small cultivation families.

However, Chen Mo has very high requirements, and it is not very suitable for these aristocratic families to be secretly investigated by Chen Mo.

The Green Willow Villa in front is a suitable small family he found this time.

In fact, Chen Mo still expressed great hope for this Green Willow Villa. After all, the owner of the landlord Liu Mubai has a good reputation, and it is affiliated with Kongsang Immortal Sect, which is not far away. He can come to take care of two young girls on weekdays.

There is only Liu Mubai, a cultivator at the second level of Qi training in the village. It is in line with what Chen Mo thinks that there must be no more than three cultivators in the village, and their cultivation level cannot exceed the third level of Qi training. The most important thing is that there are no descendants.

Now that we have gone along, it seems that the rumor of the owner of the house is not false. But the specific details are still to be examined.

Without asking any more questions, when the two little girls finished drinking tea, Chen Mo told her thanks and left the small tea stall and headed towards Green Willow Villa.
Chapter completed!