The enlightenment of covering the sky starts with security guards

Chapter 7 Fortune Telling Shop
Yan State, Qingfeng Town, is under the jurisdiction of Lingxu Cave Heaven.

There is Qingfeng Mountain next to Qingfeng Town. There are ferocious beasts and few people set foot on it. At this time, Mo Ling is among them.

At this time, Mo Ling's face was more childish, and his slightly cold eyebrows were covered up, making him look full of heroism. A layer of downy hair appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old. The magical fruit he had eaten in the ancient forbidden land had taken full effect. The effect made him four years younger. Fortunately, he only took one, otherwise he would be like Ye Fan and become an eleven or twelve-year-old child, causing inconvenience!

It had been five days since he left the Ancient Forbidden Land. After saying goodbye to Ye Fan, Mo Ling ran wildly, avoiding the powerful men from the six caves, and came to Qingfeng Mountain.

In fact, Mo Ling had already considered it in the Nine Dragon Coffin. If there was no system, then he would not hesitate to join the Lingxu Cave and then take the road to the Shaking Light Holy Land.

In the world of cultivating immortals, if there are no resources, it will be difficult to move forward. It is difficult for a poor family to have a noble son, and it is difficult for casual cultivators to achieve success. After all, there is only one example of ruthless people in the world.

But he has a system, he has techniques, his origin has strengthened his physique, and the origin is not expensive. His current malice value is enough for him to survive the early difficulties. Instead of entering a sect and being controlled by it, it is better to be a casual cultivator.

Qingfeng Mountain, in a cave, faintly emitted fluctuations. At a certain moment, a burst of violent white light rushed out of the cave entrance, and the powerful aura scared the surrounding beasts and fled in all directions.

After a day, with the help of the divine spring and divine fruit, Mo Ling finally successfully opened up the sea of ​​suffering and stepped onto the threshold of cultivating immortality.

Even though Mo Ling knew that this was the inevitable result, he still couldn't help but feel agitated at this moment. After all, a week ago, he was just a small security guard, and his cultivation only existed in imagination.

His mood quickly calmed down, Mo Ling closed his eyes again and began to stabilize his state according to the exercises.

In the interior scene, a milky white halo the size of a rice grain gradually becomes solid, and a trickle of divine power flows from the meridians to all parts of the body.

This is his sea of ​​suffering, which is only as big as a grain of rice and has little magical power.

In Zhetian, there are geniuses who open up the sea of ​​suffering, which is like a river and sea, with turbulent waves of divine power and continuous flow. Compared with them, Mo Ling's sea of ​​suffering is like a bright moon among fireflies, unable to compete with the brilliance.

In this regard, Mo Ling is not discouraged. The sea of ​​suffering can still grow. Cultivation is not a [-]-meter sprint, but a marathon. Only standing to the end is the winner. He is confident to become the final winner.

Walking out of the cave, looking at the blue sky and the undulating mountains, Mo Ling raised the corners of his mouth slightly. The journey of thousands of miles begins from now!
"Roar~~"

The ground began to shake, and ancient trees in the distance collapsed. Not long after, a tall wild boar came into Mo Ling's field of vision.

The sharp fangs shine coldly in the sun, and the body like a city wall is wrapped in a thick layer of armor, which is shiny, and a weak fluctuation of divine power can be felt from a distance.

This is a monster beast. Anyone who has cultivated divine power cannot be called a beast. Monster beasts have certain spiritual intelligence and strong physical bodies. In the same realm, humans appear weak.

What appeared in front of Mo Ling's eyes was a wild boar, wrapped in mud that was no weaker than an ordinary treasure.

Mo Ling's face began to look serious, and he sighed in his heart: It must have been the fluctuation that opened up the sea of ​​suffering before that attracted its attention. Judging from its menacing appearance, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover.

However, he was not afraid, but was eager to try. This was his first battle since he entered the cultivation gate, how could he back down!
With his eyes focused, Mo Ling rushed towards the pig demon, the milky white halo flowing in his hands.

In an instant, the two met, and there was no shocking movement. Mo Ling's dexterous figure avoided the sharp fangs, and punched the pig demon's head sideways. The pig demon's huge body deflected and fell to the ground. Several thick ancient trees After being knocked down by it, Mo Ling rubbed his numb arm and cursed secretly:
"It's so tough!"

"Ding, I received 10 points of malice from the pig demon!" A cold electronic sound sounded. Mo Ling raised his brows and looked at the pig demon who was getting up shaking his head again, his eyes gradually becoming amused!

At sunset, accompanied by a shrill scream, the huge pig demon fell to the ground, breathless. The surrounding environment was extremely messy. Countless giant trees were broken, and a layer of land was lifted up. Mo Ling stood on the messy ground with a disgraced face. , looking at the malicious value of more than 200 on the system panel, laughing heartily.

Originally, Mo Ling could use the Buddhist weapon to kill the pig demon within ten moves, but he kept fighting until the sun went down, just for this little malicious value. Now it seems that he has gained a lot, and this malicious value is enough for him. Been using it for a while.

Taking advantage of the night, Mo Ling originally planned to accumulate more malice points in Qingfeng Mountain, but he didn't expect it. There was only one monster in the mountain, the pig demon, and the rest were wild beasts, so there was no way to generate malice points.

He had no choice but to carry the pig demon into Qingfeng Town, exchange for some money, and then rest in an inn.

Three days later, a fortune-telling shop quietly opened on the main street of Qingfeng Town, but looking inside was surprising.

Simple, extremely simple, the store is extremely empty, and there are a few talisman papers hanging on the wall that look like children's doodles, and the words on the talisman papers are still written with a brush. Even a seven-year-old child of a governor can see this. It’s fake;

There is a small table in front of the store, and a signboard is erected on both sides: Mo Banxian has a magical plan, and the Zhouyi universe changes the destiny.

Hengpi: No money is allowed.

This is the whole situation of the small store. It is like a joke and feels very perfunctory. People who were originally curious about why a new store was opened here suddenly lost interest and walked away cursing.

Of course, Mo Ling felt that the reason why these people left was more because of himself.

It's not just that he has hairless corners of his mouth and is sluggish at work. If he were replaced by an old man with a moralistic and fairy-like attitude, others might think that this person is mysterious and unpredictable.

However, Mo Ling opened such a small shop not for business, but for other purposes. This inspiration was given to him by Ye Fan and Pang Bo.

fortune telling!

Mo Banxian!
What a fucking genius! !
With Mo Ling's money paving the way, after two days, many people in the town knew about such a strange little shop, including some curious and curious people (people who are full and have nothing to do). Maybe it was pure curiosity, maybe it was a speculator who was suffering from hysteria and thought there was an opportunity for someone in the shop. Finally, on the third day, Mo Ling’s shop welcomed its first customer!
"Hey, kid! Call your elders out, I want to tell your fortune!"

A rough-looking man entered the store and shouted to Mo Ling, who was lying on the recliner, in a very aggressive tone!

The big man thought that the boy in front of him was just a handyman, not the person in charge. After all, in the public mind, fortune tellers were generally experienced old men over fifty years old.

Mo Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked at the rough and arrogant man in front of him, with a smile in his eyes.

Very good, these are the leeks and wool in his heart, and there is no burden when gathering them.

　Isn’t the setting of the fortune-telling shop very interesting? It will be even more interesting in the future. Through Qingfeng Town, the strength of other tasks will be gradually drawn out, so stay tuned!

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