"Xiao Jingqing, this space is reserved for mother by our ancestors, and mother will leave it for you in the future..."

As Yuan Jingchu said, she kissed Jingqing again, took him to the hill, and told him little by little the things in the space she knew.

Xiao Jingqing was just listening like this, watching with her eyes open, not knowing how much she understood, but Yuan Jingchu's interest remained undiminished.

On a tall building more than a hundred meters away, a middle-aged man dressed in black stroked his beard, looking thoughtfully at the direction of Yuan Jingchu's house...

"grandfather."

A young man jumped to the top of the building out of thin air in the moonlight.

Although the middle-aged man has a beard, his skin has only some inconspicuous wrinkles, and his black hair looks very energetic, not at all like a person who would be called "Grandpa", let alone a man who calls him "Grandpa". He is definitely an adult.

The middle-aged man said: "Do you feel it?"

"It seems...someone broke through?" The young man was a little uncertain.

The middle-aged man nodded, "Yes... Except for you, I thought there were no cultivators on this land... Unexpectedly, there were people who broke through..."

The young man was a bit disapproving, "It doesn't seem that the other party's realm is high, don't you need to pay attention?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "No, you still have a chance to stare... I have a hunch that that person has something we can't get... Maybe, that thing... will become the life-saving straw for our Mo family. !"

Although the Mohists are the only surviving family of cultivation on this land, as time goes by and the environment changes, the magic weapons they have and the aura they can find...have become less and less.

In their generation, he was the only grandson who could successfully cultivate to the early Yuan Ying stage. This was because the Mo family only selected him as a seedling with good roots and cultivated it.

Mo Yu sighed and patted Mo Jingzhu on the shoulder, "Grandpa hasn't been able to break through for so long. I'm afraid he will not be able to survive another hundred years or so... At that time, only you will support the Mo family. . Remember, as long as there is any opportunity, you can’t let it go! It doesn’t matter no matter how much you sacrifice!"

Mo Jingzhu lowered his eyelashes, "I see, Grandpa."

The Mo Family was originally a cultivation family that accidentally moved overseas hundreds of years ago. When they were in China Mainland, their Mo Family was just a small faction. No matter how much resources there were on the China Mainland, they would not have their turn. Unexpectedly, they accidentally came to the United States. All the usable Lingbao Lingzhi on the European and American continents were taken by them. Those barbaric foreigners only knew how to live by brute force, and didn't know the importance of those things. In the end, they made them cheaper.

The Mohist slowly rose in the United States and became a large local family, and no one returned to China.

On the other hand, in China Mainland, countless cultivating schools and families that were once glorious have disappeared and weakened due to wars, sudden changes in the environment, and even policies. Very few inherited the cultivation methods from their ancestors, and some even used magic weapons as ordinary daily necessities. , It is simply violent.

The ancestors of the Mo family did not bother to go back to Huaxia and missed a lot of handy treasures. Until Mo Yu's generation, as the head of the family, Mo Yu sent people to Huaxia and bought a lot of the relics of many cultivators...

Even so, most of those relics have lost their initial mana, and some spiritual powers can be extracted from some spirit stones. Rebirth Space: Mu Shao, spoil the sky!