Mo Wuji continued unhurriedly, "After all, I am also a member of the Northern Qin County King family. Even if I haven't taken back the throne, my noble title is still there. Do you dare to attack a noble? Hu Fei, I tell you, five horses will cut him into pieces.
That’s an advantage for you, and it’s easy to cut him into pieces, peel off skin and cramps.”
Hu Fei's footsteps paused, and he suddenly remembered that even the weakest prince, who was in extreme poverty, still had a noble status, and it was definitely not something that a common man like him could do.
As for whether Mo Wuji's noble status had been taken away, he, Hu Fei, was not qualified to know. But one thing Mo Wuji was right about was that being quartered by five horses was the simplest punishment for attacking a noble.
"Your Majesty, you are joking. I am just joking with you. How can I do something to you?" Hu Fei understood the consequences of doing something to Mo Wuji in the shortest time and said slightly flatteringly.
There is no rush to kill this guy named Mo. He can just wait until he finds out whether the other party's title is still there. Hu Fei has plenty of time.
Mo Wuji calmly walked to Hu Fei's side, pinched Hu Fei's already hanging sharp knife, and took it in his hand with one pull.
A good knife. As soon as the knife came into Mo Wuji's hand, Mo Wuji knew that it was very sharp.
After letting go of the knife in his hand, Hu Fei subconsciously took a few steps back, and then looked at Mo Wuji cautiously.
Yan'er looked at Mo Wuji and Hu Fei nervously. Even if Mo Wuji took away the knife from Hu Fei's hand, Yan'er was still nervous. As the maid next to Mo Wuji, she naturally knew that Mo Wuji was now
A commoner has no aristocratic status at all.
In other words, Mo Wuji attacked Hu Fei first. If Hu Fei killed Mo Wuji, Hu Fei would only be fined a small amount at most.
After Mo Wuji looked at the knife in his hand carefully, he looked at Hu Fei who was rolling his eyes and said, "Hu Fei, don't crush you to death just because I am a noble. Even if I am not a noble, I will
My ancestor was once a county king. If you dare to touch me, it will be enough to make you skinned and cramped. If you dare to touch a descendant of a county king, won't you be trampling on the dignity of my Chengyu country?"
At the end of the sentence, Mo Wuji even snorted coldly.
Hu Fei was thinking about whether Mo Wuji was a noble. As long as Mo Wuji was not a noble, even if the knife was in Mo Wuji's hand, he would be absolutely sure to kill Mo Wuji. After hearing Mo Wuji's words
, Hu Fei's little thought suddenly disappeared without a trace, and he immediately said, "Your Majesty, this villain really made a joke."
He was also wondering why Mo Wuji had changed so much.
"I'm no longer the king, get lost, don't let me change my mind." Mo Wuji casually inserted Hu Fei's sharp knife into his boot.
"Yes, yes, go away, Master Mo." Hu Fei glanced at Mo Wuji's put away sharp knife with distress before retreating.
He got that sharp knife by chance and kept it close to him. He didn't expect it to be taken away today. If he said he didn't feel sorry for it, he would be lying.
"Master, aren't you now..." Seeing Hu Fei walking away, Yan'er walked over and said carefully.
Mo Wuji interrupted Yan'er, "I know, let's go back and talk first."
Even if Yan'er didn't remind him, Mo Wuji would have guessed that he was no longer a noble.
…
The general room where the two of them lived was very small, with only a shabby curtain separating the two wooden beds. There was nothing valuable in the house, and Mo Wuji also knew that the slightly valuable things had been sold off by Yan'er and replaced with some
Cheap candy to trick those kids.
There was a scratched mirror hanging in front of his bed. Mo Wuji saw his own appearance in the mirror. It was somewhat similar to his previous life. His long hair was very dry, but it was tidied up by Yan'er. His face was the same.
Slightly pale, much better than Yan'er's sallow complexion. In addition to his tired eyes, his sharp eyebrows and high nose make him look like a handsome guy.
"Master, I'm going to Aunt Lu's house to borrow some rice..." Yan'er said as soon as she entered the house. She still felt sorry for Hu Fei's pack of pork heads. If it were her, she would definitely not want that sharp knife.
But I want to bring over the bag of meat.
"Wait..." Mo Wuji called Yan'er.
Seeing Yan'er looking back at him in confusion, Mo Wuji asked, "Yan'er, Hu Fei seems to be good at martial arts, much better than me. He's just a gangster, where did he learn it?"
In Mo Wuji's memory, this world does not seem to be a place full of masters. As a descendant of a county king, he has not learned martial arts, so why should Hu Fei learn martial arts when he is just messing around?
Yan'er showed a disdainful expression and said, "Then Hu Fei just learned a few moves from others. As a mortal, he can't even open the spirit, so he is not good at martial arts. I occasionally heard the old man say that my great-grandfather was a spirit-builder back then.
Where is the strong one?"
"What is enlightenment?" Mo Wuji asked eagerly. In his memory, there was no other memory except the restoration of the country or the restoration of the country. Could it be that he thought wrong? Is this still a place where I can practice?
Thinking of this, Mo Wuji became eager in his heart. If there was really a world of immortals where people could practice, he would practice like crazy and one day he could return to Earth. He wanted to ask her why in person.
Yan'er was not surprised that Mo Wuji didn't know how to open his spirit. What surprised her was that the young master didn't care about this at all before, so why was he so eager now?
She still told what she knew, "Kai Ling is to help people with spiritual roots to stimulate their spiritual roots and open up their spiritual connections. Only those who have stimulated their spiritual roots and opened up their spiritual connections can practice. I heard that it was the first time that it was opened.
The more spiritual connections you have, the better your spiritual root qualifications will be."
Mo Wuji immediately understood two problems from Yan'er's words. To practice, you must first have spiritual roots. Secondly, you must activate the spiritual connections you possess.
"Yan'er, why didn't Master let me open the spirit?" Mo Wuji asked with a slightly excited tone.
Yan'er's tone became a little low, "After I came to Raozhou, I have been busy with the succession of the throne. Later I realized that it was impossible to do, and that's why I wanted to let you take the path of cultivation. I have put together a plan for you to detect spirits and open fire.
Lingqian, it was finally detected that you, like me, have mortal roots. Normally, mortal roots cannot open up spiritual channels, and there is no way to cultivate them..."
"What is mortal root?" Mo Wuji's heart sank, but he still asked.
He has experienced death, what else can he not accept?
Yan'er could feel Mo Wuji's extreme disappointment. She sighed in her heart and said, "I heard from the master that the qualifications for cultivation determine the achievements of future cultivation. Generally speaking, those without spiritual roots have mortal roots, also called
Waste roots. All owners of mortal roots are mortals.
Only those with spiritual roots can practice, and people with spiritual roots have different levels of spiritual roots. They are divided into low-grade spiritual roots, medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots and top-grade spiritual roots. I heard that there are people with spiritual roots that are better than top-grade spiritual roots.
It’s even better, but as for what it is like, I don’t know.”
"I turned out to be Fan Gen..." Mo Wuji finally couldn't bear the loss in his heart, so after Yan'er finished speaking, he said it mockingly.
Yan'er comforted, "Master, even in Lord Chengyu's country, there are very few people with spiritual roots. Most people are mortals with only mortal roots. So many mortals can live a good life, and we can definitely live a good life too.
Very good.”
Mo Wuji clenched his fists and said, "Yan'er, I'm going to find something to do tomorrow. I want to save some money and prepare to open my mind again."
"Ah..." Yan'er seemed to be shocked by Mo Wuji's decision, and immediately understood the meaning of Mo Wuji's words, and quickly advised, "Young Master, please don't do it. The original purpose of the master was to save money to help the young master open a business
Spirit, even if the young master’s test revealed that he had mortal roots, I still insisted on opening the young master’s spirit, but mortal roots could not open up spiritual channels. Not long after the young master failed to open the spirit, the master died of illness..."
What Yan'er said was very cryptic, and Mo Wuji also understood the meaning of Yan'er's words. If the master hadn't wanted to help him open his soul, he might not have died of illness even though he was poor. It can be seen that the money needed to open his soul is not a small amount.
.But Mo Wuji has experienced two lives, and naturally he is not as simple as Yan'er. Mo Guangyuan died sooner or later, just after helping him detect his spiritual roots. It may not be as simple as death from illness. It seems that he wants to go
Kai Ling, but also be careful.
"Yan'er, don't worry, I'm sure to make money. Don't go to Aunt Lu's house to borrow rice today. Starting tomorrow, I will support you." Mo Wuji walked to Yan'er and reached out to caress Yan'er's cheeks.
Malnutrition and slightly yellow hair.
Yan'er was only a teenager. You can imagine how much it cost her to take care of Mo Xinghe who went crazy when Mo Xinghe's parents died.
Aunt Lu is their landlord, and she takes great care of them. Aunt Lu is just a widow, and her life is not very good. She often has to borrow rice from her, which is also a burden to Aunt Lu.
After all, he, Mo Wuji, is also a top biologist. How can he be stopped by three meals a day in a place that is considered technologically advanced?
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