Mr. Mo's cultivation level is not high, he is only in the early stage of the Golden elixir. In fact, most of the cooking cultivators do not have high cultivation level. In the early stage of the Golden elixir, he is already a rare strong person for most kitchen cultivators.
But the strange thing is that the flow of spiritual power in his body is very stable, and it is obvious that the spiritual power is extremely pure. Even if the sword cultivator of Jindan Dzogchen is a master, it is difficult for the spiritual power to be so pure.
He was obviously a kitchen cultivator, and he was only in the early stage of the Golden elixir. How could his spiritual power be purer than that of a sword cultivator of the Golden elixir Dzogchen? Gu Qingxi thought about it.
Suddenly, she thought of something.
"Mr. Mo, are your family matters related to blood?" Gu Qingxi blurted out. So is that strange feeling of familiarity also because of this?
"You, how did you know?" Mr. Mo was shocked and looked at Gu Qingxi in shock.
The bloodline of the Mo family is also the biggest secret of the Mo family, and it is also the biggest flaw.
This is the tragic fate of generations of Mo family descendants.
In order to change the fate of future generations, he did not know how many ways he had thought of and how many famous doctors he had visited. But not only was no one able to help the Mo family change their fate, but few people even noticed the abnormalities in their bloodline.
The girl in front of me, without consulting a doctor or feeling her pulse, actually saw through the mystery at a glance!
"Of course Sister Qingxi knows. Grandpa Mo still doesn't know how strong Sister Qingxi is. Let me tell you, she is not only a swordsman, but also..." Seeing that Elder Mo was so surprised, Di Feixue became proud.
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In fact, she had no idea what Gu Qingxi was talking about related to bloodline. Mr. Mo was so surprised, but it didn't matter.
The important thing is that this is Gu Qingxi, her sister Qingxi, just mindless worship and mindless bragging.
In short, this feeling of making Sister Qingxi famous in front of outsiders makes Miss Di feel very happy and proud.
"Miss Gu, come with me, come with me." Unfortunately, she just opened her mouth. Before the mindless bragging had officially started, Mr. Mo had already grabbed Gu Qingxi's arm and walked towards her quickly.
He ran to a wing room.
Although everyone could see that Mr. Mo's cultivation level was not high, Long Qianli, Liao Kong and the others still did not dare to be careless and quickly followed behind.
"Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. Grandpa Mo, please listen to me." Di Feixue was left behind, stomping her feet in frustration...
Arriving at the door of the wing, Mr. Mo stopped, took a deep breath, and then opened the door.
A boy of fourteen or fifteen years old was half lying in front of the bed. He looked somewhat similar to Mr. Mo, but his eyes were sunken and his face was haggard. His eyes were also empty and lifeless. He looked even more sluggish than Mr. Mo.
"Grandpa, stop trying to persuade me, I won't agree." Hearing the footsteps, the young man didn't look back and just said in a hoarse voice.
His eyes were still empty, like a walking corpse.
"Jun Yan, grandpa is not here to persuade you today. This Miss Gu is a friend of Miss Feixue, she may be able to help you." Mr. Mo felt sad for a while and said in as gentle a voice as possible.
"Oh." Mo Junyan responded, but still did not turn his head.
"I know there is something wrong with your bloodline and your spiritual roots are damaged, right?" Gu Qingxi said.
Seeing Mo Junyan's lifeless look, she couldn't help but feel sad.
Involuntarily, she thought of someone, a friend from long ago.
If your guess is correct, Mr. Mo and Mo Junyan in front of you are his descendants, right?
However, his luck was much better than that of his descendants. Although he was born with a different bloodline than ordinary people, he finally made up for the shortcomings of his bloodline through chance and hard work, and became a famous and strong man.
Unfortunately, he wasted too long in the first half of his life and missed the best opportunity to practice. In the end, his achievements were limited.
In that decisive battle with the demons, he was also one of the first strong humans to fall.
The tragic and tragic scene seemed to appear before our eyes again, a little hazy, but his calm and heroic smile was so clear. Even after two reincarnations, it is still unforgettable.
It can be said that it was Gu Qingxi's lifelong regret that she was unable to help him because she met him too late. This time she met his descendant, she would never let the regret happen again.
"How do you know?" Mo Junyan finally moved and turned his head to look at Gu Qingxi in surprise.
"I am a medical practitioner." Gu Qingxi said.
"Medical cultivator...Medical cultivator..." Mo Junyan murmured to himself, his originally surprised expression gradually turning bitter.
"I understand, it was grandpa who told you, right? You are actually here to persuade me, right? I appreciate your kindness, but I am really unwilling to accept it." After a moment of silence, Mo Junyan continued.
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His voice returned to its previous deep and hoarse tone, and his eyes that had just had a glimmer of light dimmed again.
Gu Qingxi immediately understood that in order to solve the problem of the Mo family's bloodline, Mr. Mo probably consulted many famous doctors, but in the end they all failed.
Therefore, his status as a medical practitioner would not only give Mo Junyan no hope, but would only make him doubt his grandfather's intentions.
There's no way around it. In fact, the medical industry is also based on appearance. It just depends on whose face has more and deeper wrinkles.
Probably in Mo Junyan's view, even those famous doctors with a lot of gray hair and beards were helpless with the Mo family blood, and she, a young medical practitioner, was of course helpless.
Grandfather invited her over just because he wanted her to help dispel his wariness and make him give up as soon as possible.
"Jun Yan, why are you like this?" Di Feixue also entered the room and was shocked to see Mo Junyan's appearance.
The last time she saw Mo Junyan was half a year ago. She remembered that he was still lively and vigorous at that time. Why did he become like this now?
"Jun Yan, ah..." Mo Lao said the words, but he sighed again, probably because he was afraid that he would make his grandson sad by saying too much.
"Let me speak for myself." Mo Junyan was much stronger than Mr. Mo had imagined. He took a deep breath and said: "My bloodline is different from ordinary people. If I don't practice it, it will be fine. But if I practice it, my meridians and spiritual roots will be fine."
will become more and more fragile.
Half a year ago, I cultivated to the point of perfecting foundation building, but just when I was about to break through, my meridians burst one after another, and my spiritual roots suffered heavy damage."
"Why is this happening? Can it be cured?" Di Feixue's face changed drastically when she heard this, and she immediately asked with concern.
"It can't be cured. My father passed away early because of this reason, and so did my great-grandfather. This is a flaw in our Mo family's bloodline. Unless we don't cultivate, we will one day be unable to escape bad luck." Mo Junyan shook his head, with a serious look on his face.
Very calm and calm.
Vaguely, Gu Qingxi seemed to see that old friend again.