The protagonist came to me

Chapter 12

Qin Mo felt very awkward, can you not be awkward?A big man was molested by another big man like a little Jingba, and when it was over, he said "I'm going to sleep" in a very useless way and ran away in despair, without the slightest awareness to find himself back.And Lin Juechen was probably frightened by his own behavior, and he didn't ask Qin Mo about not practicing and sleeping, so he just sat there and let Qin Mo slip back into the room as if fleeing.

Perhaps the most calm person in the whole matter was Qingli. The little girl happily finished her share of glutinous rice balls, looked up and saw that Lin Juechen had no intention of doing anything, and unceremoniously took Lin Juechen's bowl. Even wiped out completely.Then he smashed his lips with unfinished intentions, and looked regretfully at the closed door of Qin Mo's room.

Under Qingli's spiritual awareness, the thin wooden door did not pose any obstacles, and Qin Mo, who wrapped himself up in a quilt, did not realize that his closing the door was in the eyes of the two outside the door. is useless.

What Qingli could see, Lin Juechen could see clearly too.A slight smile appeared on the pale face of the young man in white, and he raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head habitually.

"A Li, go back to sleep." Lin Juechen said.

After hearing this, Qingli pouted, and muttered softly: "I obviously don't need to sleep, the master is really bad." But she didn't resist anything, and obediently disappeared.Lin Juechen was left sitting alone in the deserted living room, but probably because he was used to such an atmosphere, the young man in white did not look uncomfortable at all.

Under the light of the dim wall lamp, the young Ruyu's fingers casually twirled a small piece of topaz, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know what could make such a moody and angry person Also worried.

Compared with the quiet and serene environment where Qin Mo lived, Mount Jiuhua, which had always been in the same position as Mount Tai and the Big Dipper in the realm of comprehension, was truly in chaos at this time.Since an unidentified young man in white clothes came here in the morning, the elders who had been retreating in Jiuhua Mountain for a long time were all gathered together with sad faces, and they didn't have the indifferent appearance of immortality on weekdays.However, if someone dared to comment on them like this, these old men with white beard and white hair would definitely be in a hurry with him.They don't have old tears at this time, they are already a model of self-cultivation and self-cultivation. If the things that have been passed down for thousands of years in that sect are taken away by others, it will be a ghost for the unworthy descendants of this sect to live well!

He easily entered the seal that the sect had failed to break for thousands of years, and took away the jade ultimatum that even the founder of the sect could not penetrate.The elders and head teachers of Jiuhuashan's generation are a bit bad. Even if the current Six Paths of Samsara has already collapsed, it's not guaranteed that I met that old ancestor that day, so how can I explain it at that time.

"Master, didn't that senior just say to borrow it for reference?" Qingfeng Xiaodaotong who was beside Xuanji, the elder of Jiuhuashan's generation, said weakly.

It's good that Qingfeng Xiaodaotong didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, this old man with white beard and white hair and wrinkled face couldn't hold back his tears anymore, showing a posture of screaming.Qingfeng Xiaodaotong stepped back obediently, seeing the old man crying miserably.This look of being out of breath, seems to be going to see the ancestors of Jiuhua Mountain in the next second. If he didn't know that his ancestors were already at the Yuanying Stage Dzogchen cultivation base, maybe he would have lost his braids. The ancestor is still alive and well, Qingfeng Xiaodaotong may have to wipe away tears with the old man.But at this moment, Qingfeng Xiaodaotong only felt a pain in his brain. This master has lived and returned more and more over the years...

The old Taoist cried and wiped his tears for a long time and saw that no one paid attention to him, and the old guys with white hair like him were all pretending to wipe the crocodile tears that didn't exist at all.Seeing him stop, the famous Taoist priest who was only junior to him burst into tears again.

The old man yelled at Qingfeng Xiaodaotong, who was obviously lying on the gun, with tears and snot in his nose: "Borrowed? How dare you urge him to make it?" After speaking, he began to howl vaguely.

Qingfeng: "..."

However, compared to the unlucky Jiuhuashan, the elders of other sects can be regarded as relieved.At this time, they no longer have the envy of Jiuhua Mountain that they usually have. Oh, what about the long history and thousands of years of inheritance?Was he slapped in the face this time?

These small sects of theirs, speaking of them, also have the benefits of their small sects, don't they?Look, a big person came, and only people with a family background like Jiuhuashan were interested in borrowing it. When they met a poor and settled household like them, they didn't mean to look at it at all.

I also have to say that since the war a hundred years ago, the decline of the comprehension world and the rise of science and technology have caused these comprehension practitioners, especially the older generation of comprehension practitioners, to become more and more idle. How could a famous person have such narrow and evil thoughts.

The white-clothed senior who caused a lot of trouble didn't realize what kind of turmoil and shock he had brought to the cultivators of this world.

Lin Juechen, who was extremely bored and had a general understanding of the world, took Qingli to visit the mountain gate of a somewhat prestigious cultivation school in this world today.However, the result of some visits made Lin Juechen very disappointed. He knew that the aura of this world was very weak, and even if there were practitioners, it would not help in such an era of degenerate law.But he didn't expect that the cultivation base of the cultivators had dropped to a heinous level, and even the spiritual energy of famous mountains and rivers was almost lost, let alone the existence of even a blessed place. Could it be that all these disappeared?

Lin Juechen only felt that in such an environment, Qin Mo's cultivation would not yield any results.He has just started practicing cultivation now, so he may not feel anything yet.And Lin Juechen's cultivation base is in this world, but fortunately he didn't use any powerful spells. In fact, the level of aura in this world is enough for Lin Juechen to maintain a little trick like the clean dust spell on weekdays. Spell out.

Lin Juechen never thought that the portable space that was once useless in his hands would come in handy at this moment.Lin Juechen looked at Qin Mo who had calmed down in the room, put away the jade piece in his hand, and walked up to knock on the door of Qin Mo's room.

Qin Mo: "..." The protagonist knocked on the door, can he pretend to be dead?

"I know you're awake, I'll go in without you opening the door." Lin Juechen said.

Sure enough, it is obviously impossible for the cold protagonist Jun to be a knowledgeable and interesting person forever.Qin Mo hurriedly got up from the bed, why did he forget that the people living in his room were not ordinary people at all, so they could actually see his every move in the room before.What about his usual shower?Qin Mo felt that his blood bar had recovered a little and was empty again.

The people outside the house probably noticed the splendor on Qin Mo's face, and after getting along these days, they also somewhat understood Qin Mo's brain circuit which is different from ordinary people.

"I take back your spiritual consciousness when you take a bath every day..." Lin Juechen never thought that he would have the patience to explain this common sense to others one day...

And Qin Mo, who was seen through by the protagonist, probably could fry an egg on his head at this time.

Lin Juechen didn't explain anything to Qin Mo who took a long time to open the door. He grabbed Qin Mo's shoulder and disappeared into the living room.

When Qin Mo came back to his senses, he found himself standing in a small independent space.There was a pool of emerald green lake water, and there were a few clear whistling sounds from time to time, and blue shadows flashing past in the lake could be vaguely seen.A few square spiritual fields were planted with plants that Qin Mo didn't even know, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.The nearest one is a small two-story building. In front of the building is a clear and shallow lotus pond with fields of lotus leaves and lotus flowers swaying without wind, which is very cute.The water of this lotus pond is not drawn from the green lake, but flows from a bright mirror hanging in front of the small building.For some reason, when Qin Mo looked at Fang Mingjing, his heart involuntarily flinched, and then started beating rapidly...

"What's wrong?" With Lin Juechen's sense and sensitivity, he immediately noticed Qin Mo's abnormality.The latter ignored Lin Juechen, but stared blankly at the hanging mirror...

"Qin Mo, are you alright?"

Qin Mo felt that someone had patted his shoulder, and when he came back to his senses, what caught his eyes was a pair of clear and bright eyes.Speaking of which, this was the first time that Lin Juechen directly called him by his name, and Qin Mo trembled involuntarily as the young man's gentle and clear voice flowed into his ears.

"I'm fine." Qin Mo didn't know what was wrong with him, he would be so lost in front of a mirror.Lin Juechen frowned, looked at Qin Mo's pale expression, and didn't ask any further questions.His eyes followed Qin Mo's and turned to the mirror. Lin Juechen was all too familiar with the feeling of flesh and blood coming from the mirror.

He can control everything about space, but he has nothing to do with this mirror...