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Chapter 27 I'm Lucky Too

The young man looked at his master and realized that there were only two people to whom he owed a favor.

"Is this a favor from Taizu?" asked the young man.

The middle-aged swordsman was none other than Emperor Wu Chen Xuan Gu, but there was no dragon energy in him.

Unlike Li Yi and Mo Li, he sought a sword. After receiving the destiny, he also studied his own sword in depth.

"It's him." Chen Xuan Gu nodded: "You need to repay this favor."

"I'll pay you back?" The young man was stunned for a moment, then cried out in surprise, "Master, I've just started practicing, how can I pay you back? Even if you sell me as your disciple, you won't get much."

"I will get an ancient artifact for you. To move on to the next stage of history, you need to find Li Yi and tell him about the plan."

Chen Xuangu said.

"Can't he see for himself?" The young man scratched his head. "You also said that he is from the future. Even if there is a national blockade, with Taizu's ninth-level cultivation, he must be a national treasure. It's easy for him to understand these things."

"He doesn't want to show up." Chen Xuan Gu responded.

He was also wondering why Li Yi wanted him to find someone and go to the next stage of history to inform him what happened in the future.

Obviously, just taking a look is enough.

The next stage of history has not yet begun, and the ancient artifacts have not yet appeared. Why is he hiding them?

As for cultivating immortal seeds through seclusion?

Nowadays, the energy of heaven and earth is gradually increasing. Although it is possible to advance to the realm of immortal seeds, it still takes time to forge immortal seeds, at least one or two months.

In a month or two, the next stage may have already begun.

Besides, shouldn’t he come out and fight for better antiques?

On the coast of the East China Sea, there is an island, a small country with a population of only 100,000, which is smaller than a province of Yan State.

It was backward and dilapidated, without even guns and ammunition, and the few cold weapons it had were already rusted.

A little beggar huddled in a dilapidated house, his eyes blurred, as if he saw his deceased mother.

She was only twelve years old, very skinny, and had not eaten for several days, only drinking water to fill her stomach.

In her hand she held tightly a broken jade pendant, the only item her mother had found on the beach and left for her.

In a trance, the jade pendant seemed to glow, and a woman in a dragon robe appeared.

She didn't recognize dragon robes, nor did she know what an emperor was. She just felt that the woman was very noble, and her eyes were indifferent and heartless, as if she was looking at an ant.

She remembered this look, it was the look the rich man gave her. No, the look in this woman's eyes was even colder.

"Mom." She murmured.

As if touched, the woman actually stretched out her hand towards her, but she did not dare to respond, for fear that her dirty self would dirty the white jade-like rich hands and the golden and majestic dragon robe.

But the woman ignored her filthiness and opened her arms to hold her in her arms. Her indifferent and ruthless eyes also softened.

The embrace was warm, and she wanted to stay in that moment forever, but the woman turned into a little light and disappeared.

Her body seemed to have infinite energy. She sat up and didn't feel hungry at all.

The woman appeared in my mind again.

She wanted to see her, and the woman appeared beside her, her clothes still as gorgeous as before, without a speck of dust.

The little beggar looked at her blankly, as if he didn't understand.

"I am your heroic spirit. I will take care of you and I also need your help," said the woman.

"I... I can't help you." The little beggar said blankly with a confused look on his face.

"You can." The woman affirmed.

"Heroic Soul? Is it the legend outside, about the ancestors who came from the Only True World? I heard from them that if you have a heroic soul, you can become rich and noble." The little beggar said hopefully.

"Wealth?" The woman nodded slightly: "I am Mo Li, wealth, power and status are all mine."

She led the little beggar out of the shabby house, wearing a majestic dragon robe, which quickly attracted the covetousness of the people here.

Some people rob and plunder, trying to commit robbery and banditry.

On this day, brilliant sword light shone across the island. A rusty iron sword struck countless people with fear. The little beggar looked at the corpses scattered across the ground, yet he showed no fear at all.

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

"I saw my mother die. She died of starvation. Her face was even uglier than these people's," said the little beggar.

"My mother also died of starvation." Mo Li said.

"How could a noble person like you also starve?" The little beggar was stunned.

"I used to be just like you, begging on the streets. I'm luckier than you because I met a good person."

"I am also lucky to have met you."

Mo Li vaguely saw his past self, holding up the little beggar and watching the people fleeing in the distance: "Is the future also so backward? Why are there no muskets or cannons?"

"That's something only found in distant and powerful countries. It's not as sharp as your sword."

In the setting sun, two figures, one big and one small, gradually went away. No one dared to chase them and could only watch in horror as they disappeared into the horizon.

The only true world.

Burial Pass.

"Master."

Gu Tianyin pried open a coffin and looked at Li Yi excitedly: "Master, come quickly, the corpse's aura is very strong."

Li Yi smiled and said, "You like the cemetery more than my corpse."

The corpse inside was unrecognizable, with white hair growing on its body and a faint scent.

Unfortunately, he has not yet developed any intelligence, so he has no choice but to suffer the consequences.

The thick corpse qi entered and penetrated into Li Yi's body. After the immortal seed absorbed it, his true essence surged.

He has already figured out that in the realm of immortal seeds and divine objects, the energy cultivated is called true essence.

Now in this life, a year has passed, and I have been digging graves and transformed twice, and the third transformation is not far away.

Gu Tianyin was indeed talented. In just one year, he was promoted to the third level of Qi training.

Her mother obtained a lot of property from digging graves, and her health also improved a little.

After absorbing the corpse qi, the corpse quickly shriveled up and became an ordinary mummy.

Gu Tianyin skillfully sprinkled kerosene and burned it cleanly.

This kind of absorbed corpse cannot be left behind. If it is discovered, people will guess that there is a living corpse or a powerful dead spirit absorbing supplements, which will attract investigation from the practitioners in the city.

"I don't know what will happen in the future. Will those plans succeed? How long can they hold back the future generations?"

Li Yi thought in his heart.

If an ancient artifact comes to people in the future, and if it is a person of noble status, then his status as a corpse living being will really be incomparable.

Not only must corpse creatures be wary of their own kind, they are also enemies of all practitioners.

The whole world is our enemy!

In order to buy time and prevent future generations from coming in and causing trouble too early, he arranged for Chen Xuan Gu and others to help collect ancient artifacts from all over the world, cast mechanisms, traps and blockades, to see if they could affect future generations.

If successful, it can delay for a while.

Of course, it is impossible to stop them completely. He is well aware of the power of cannons and missiles in the future, which even immortals cannot withstand.

The time in the One True World was uncertain, and it was impossible to find out the specific ratio with the later world, so he didn't know how much time had passed in the later world.

He glanced at Gu Tianyin, who had just finished burning the corpse and was chewing on some dry food. "Let's go back to the city and hide the things. Don't let those cultivators find them."

"It's hidden well. Master's breath-hiding method is very magical. Even the dog demon can't smell it." Gu Tianyin patted the cloth bag. This was a mustard seed bag. There was a space inside it, which was ten cubic meters in size.

Li Yi smiled and took her back to the burial place.

This era is very magical. There are monsters, Buddhas, Taoists, and they are all local thieves.

Even in the last years of the immortal world, it was still colorful.

(End of this chapter)