Rebirth and return, solitary devil

Chapter 306 Repay tenfold!
However, it is the last step before transforming into an ordinary person, which is the real problem!
This step requires an extremely huge amount of energy to refine one's own internal strength, and it is not until the use of external energy and physical strength to complete the integration of the small Hunyuan that mana can be formed!
Mo Yu couldn't help scratching his head and scratching his head. If the system is still good, then he doesn't need any energy at all, as long as he goes out to fight for a while, he can upgrade naturally.

However, since entering the Martial God Realm, the system has no sound, and it is useless to even call him.

Mo Yu knew in his heart that the system had begun to be upgraded, just like in the previous life.

Each realm of the Sixth Realm of Martial Dao is divided into ten small levels, so the full level of the Sixth Realm of Martial Dao is sixty.

Mo Yu has already reached the full level, and now that he has entered the Martial God Realm, the system has been affected by the general environment and has begun to transform itself.

According to Mo Yu's previous life experience, Mo Yu knew very well that in this upgrade, the system will definitely cancel some useless functions, and then add some functions that are suitable for the present.

Among them, the biggest change is the upgrade system.

In the past, it was based on the number of levels to upgrade, but this is not the case in the world of martial arts.

It will be defined according to the realm level of the Martial God Realm.

Just like the six realms of metamorphosis: mana, mana, transformation, source, sea of ​​gods, and alchemy.

Each of these six major realms is subdivided into four small realms of early, middle and late stages of consummation, and the system will follow this division.

In this way, not only can one be more clear about one's own realm, but also can better estimate the speed of strength improvement.

In addition, the system will also open up sub-professional systems, such as forging, alchemy and so on.

In the previous life, the Huaxia Divine Kingdom was able to develop so smoothly, and it was also due to Mo Yu being a god-level alchemist!
This is also the reason why Mo Yu sold the Tribulation Golden Elixir to Ning Immortal so simply in the early days of the end of the world. As long as he has reached his strength, he can refine any pill he wants by himself.

What kind of tribulation golden elixir, if it wasn't for the demigods of the Martial God Realm to block it, even Mo Yu, the low-grade god elixir, almost succeeded in refining it at the beginning.

If I can do it again in this life, many things can be avoided, and my own cultivation path will definitely be a hundred times more exciting than the previous life!
Mo Yu couldn't help showing a smile, and shouted in his heart: "System, come out!"

"Ding, the system is being upgraded, it said it doesn't want to talk to you, and said a word to you!"

Mo Yu's face darkened when he heard this, he snorted coldly, pushed open the dilapidated door, and walked towards the street.

Step by step, following Mo Yu's footsteps, with each step, Mo Yu's inner strength containing the martial arts of the Three Thousand Ways will continue to surge up, and then stimulate the scalp to quickly breed hair strands, and strands of long hair will slowly grow. Appeared above Mo Yu's head.

When Mo Yu walked to the gate of the small courtyard, his hair had already covered his shoulders, like an ancient man.

Pushing open the gate, looking at the pedestrians passing by and the soldiers passing by occasionally, Mo Yu raised the corners of his mouth and showed an evil smile. Then he messed up his hair, covered half of his face and walked towards the street.

There is no way, it is also a sin to look too evil!

Walking slowly in this ancient city, Mo Yu felt the unique charm of the Martial God Realm, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Mo Yu in his previous life has been busy with scheming and plotting since he entered the Martial God Realm. He has never had a moment of rest. Even if he becomes a demigod in the end, he is standing on a peak that no living being can look up to, overlooking the whole world.

Now, entering in advance, Mo Yu can be regarded as having a taste of this ancient Chinese society.

Socialism is good!

Looking at the ordinary people with sad faces and full of traces of the years, Mo Yu couldn't help sighing.

Mo Yu wandered around until it was noon, and then he found a random herbal tea stand and sat down.

The owner of the herbal tea stall was an old farmer, quite a nice guy, and he chatted with Mo Yu a lot, knowing that Mo Yu had no money, he even handed Mo Yu a bowl of herbal tea and a small bench.

Sitting on the small bench, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile as he watched the old farmer busy pouring tea for the people who came to rest here.

Contented and happy, this old farmer can be regarded as a wonderful person.

After taking a sip of herbal tea, Mo Yu casually placed the pottery bowl on the ground in front of him.

Just about to get up and say goodbye to the old farmer, at this moment, a pair of young men and women dressed in satin and jade pendants came over.

The woman was twenty-eight years old, and she was an extremely well-looking young woman. She looked at the side of Mo Yu's exposed face, blushed a little and said to the man beside her, "Husband, look at that beggar is so pitiful, can you give him some money?"

The man was taken aback when he heard the words, then looked at Mo Yu, and then said angrily: "Poor? If he is pitiful, aren't we even more pitiful? Why are there so many beggars in our Qiming City? Isn't it because there are so many beggars in our Qiming City? Are they rich merchants and martial arts heroes? Which of these beggars is poor? Maybe they are richer than us. These days, being a beggar in our Qiming City means getting a lot of money every day."

The woman was submissive and dared not speak, but she couldn't help but look back at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu looked at the young woman and raised her eyebrows, which immediately made the young woman blush.

With an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, Mo Yu said, "You two, wait!"

Hearing this, the two turned their heads to look at Mo Yu, feeling a little puzzled. Does this beggar still want to be tough?
Mo Yu grabbed the collar and pulled it out, revealing the palace-made silk, and then sneered at the man, "You're right, I'm not poor, the reason why I pretended to be a beggar is to see what kind of people I live in. When I was down and down, who could be sincere to me! I am a person who lacks everything, not money, and whoever can help me sincerely, I will at least give back tenfold!"

"Crazy!" The man heard a little fright in his eyes, and then he muttered, pulling the young woman forward quickly.

"Hey, you hurt me."

"Don't make a sound, the beggar is wearing palace silk and satin. I saw it at the richest man's house. We can't afford to mess with it. Let's go!"

When the man and the young woman walked away, Mo Yu turned his eyes slightly, squinted his eyes and looked at the people around him, sneered in his heart, and continued to sit still.

Greed is the greatest sin of man!

Sure enough, a fat man who saw what Mo Yu was doing came from a distance.

In this society with extremely low living standards, this person's flesh definitely symbolizes that he is not easy to mess with.

The fat man was covered in a green robe with gold patterns all over it, and there were a few pieces of beautiful jade hanging around his waist, which seemed to be of great value at first glance.

The fat man walked up to Mo Yu, took out a 100 tael silver note from his pocket, and gently placed it in Mo Yu's bowl.

"Little brother, who is not in despair? Take this money and live a good life! I live at No. 37, Erhe Hutong, facing the street. If you need my help, just come over."

Mo Yu picked up the banknote, stuffed it into his arms, and showed a mysterious smile to the fat man.

After the fat man left, some thoughtful people imitated the fat man's example, put money into Mo Yu's bowl and reported the location of their homes.

There are a few taels, there are dozens of taels, and the largest is a thousand taels of silver bills.

Mo Yu wrote down the faces and addresses of everyone present one by one, and sat there until the evening.

As night fell, Mo Yu got up, handed the bowl to the old farmer who collected the stall, and then took out a hundred taels of silver bill and stuffed it into the old farmer's hand, then jumped up and disappeared into the night sky.

Feeling the prying eyes from behind, Mo Yu smiled and slowed down his speed.

He started looking for the addresses left by those people during the day to deliver money to his door.

For those who gave ten taels, he would definitely give a hundred taels and put them in the crack of the door.

In this way, under the eyes of caring people, Mo Yu has been busy until dawn.

As the sky brightened, Mo Yu returned to the tea stand and continued to beg with a broken bowl.

And what Mo Yu did last night has already been spread. At this time, there are many people who came earlier than Mo Yu!
As Mo Yu sat down, several long queues came out, one by one banknotes were placed in front of Mo Yu, voices of self-introduction came in an endless stream.

Mo Yu nodded with a smile, took out a big sack from his arms, stretched it open, and began to put a lot of banknotes into the sack.

(End of this chapter)