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Volume 4 Chapter 5 The Unable to Cross the Mortal World

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    Yang Muyu sighed. If he hadn't suppressed the anger in his heart, he would have started smashing things again. How could this man - how could he not understand anything about the world?  Or is it really too cold to be at a high place? After being an emperor for a long time, you no longer understand the things in the world?  "I know you don't know! You are not an ordinary person, you are a god." Yang Muyu was really angry and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "But it's just that you don't know. You are one of these housekeepers.  It's so difficult. When I ask something, everyone replies - I don't know! I want to know. Everyone doesn't know what to do. So who can tell me that you spend a lot of money to support these people every year?  What to do? They don't know what to do. Am I the one who knows what to do? I deserve to be unlucky?" Mo Qing could only smile and couldn't say a word. No wonder he was angry. It turned out that  It was these careless housekeepers who made him angry, but there was no need to take it out on him. How could he know how to take care of funerals? As a filial son, he naturally had to guard the mourning hall.  If you want to blame or blame, you can only blame the lack of people in Qingyao City. Once something happens, everything will be in chaos.  Thinking of this, Mo Qing felt sad. As long as there was someone in the city of Qingyao who could manage the overall situation, there would be no need for Mu Yu to suffer such grievances.  "Tomorrow will be even busier than today." Yang Muyu sighed, "Let me tell you clearly first, among your housekeepers, whoever dares to say that he doesn't know to me will have his tongue cut off, so don't blame me.  I¡¯ll give you face. ¡°You have to figure it out!  Mo Qing could only sigh, "Well - what should I do?"  Yang Muyu threw the account book in his hand heavily on the table and asked, "Do you know that those who give gifts to and from each other must be recorded in the account?"  " Mo Qing shook his head, do you still need to record the gift? "Look at the good things you did.  Yang Muyu said angrily, "You tell me."  What have you been busy with these years?  " "He is busy planning how to catch me!  " Yang Chen's voice sounded in the side hall. Immediately, a flash of water flashed by. Yang Chen had changed into a white gauze, with white linen wrapped around his waist, and appeared in the side hall. Although his surname is not Mo, he is also a Mo family.  , the old man passed away, but he still changed his clothes. Mo Qing just smiled and stared at him fiercely when he saw Yang Chen appeared. If it weren't for him, would this family be like this?  He knows that it is useless to say anything now, so he might as well work harder. In this complicated city of Qingyao, there must be someone to take care of the affairs. Those two people are gods, and they can't distinguish the grains from the world.  He couldn't understand the worldly principles. It was useless to talk to them, and it was a waste of words to scold them. How could he be so unlucky to deal with such two fathers who were so ignorant of worldly matters?  ? ¡°That¡¯s all.  I'll leave this matter to you for the time being.  "Yang Muyu didn't bother to say anything to the two of them, and sat down on the chair. He was still planning the expenses for tomorrow. In one afternoon, money was spent like running water. I'm afraid there were many disadvantages in it, but he made a big mistake.  There is no benefit in doing anything if the money is spent. If it is still like this tomorrow, he doesn't care about killing a few more people. After the old man's funeral, he must thoroughly investigate the finances of Qingyao City.  The important treasures of the city are hidden in the storage mechanisms on everyone's body, but the properties, annual income, and bank deposits in various places are not a small amount. The city of Qingyao also has its own bank, which is even more important.  "Where have you been hiding for a long time?  Mo Qing was also very dissatisfied with Yang Chen, "Mu Yu is so busy, why can't you do him a favor?"  " Yang Chen didn't say anything. He wanted to help, but he also didn't know where to start. In this regard, he was even worse than Mo Qing. "Forget it, do you expect him to help?  Yang Muyu raised his eyebrows, sat on the chair and said, "I'm still hoping that the sow can climb the tree."  " Yang Chen's face was a little confused, and he said forcefully: "The sow has become an immortal through cultivation, so she can naturally climb trees.  " Mo Qing asked curiously: "Then how have you lived these years?  " Yang Chen looked at Yang Muyu awkwardly. It was Yang Muyu who took care of everything these years. When he was young, he was chased around and bumped into each other. Anyway, he was a ninth-grade martial artist.  It doesn't matter whether he eats or not. Yang Muyu understands that if he wants to survive, it is impossible to rely on his father. Therefore, even if it is begging, he will try his best to support himself. "You are here."  It only adds to the chaos!  Yang Muyu frowned and said, "But no matter what, you are the heir of the old man, so - you also have to observe mourning for three days. After three days, you hurry to Yaochi."  " It is urgent to contact Yaochi now, and there is no time to delay. Yang Muyu is thinking?I am worried, how can such a messy city of Qingyao survive the struggle between the five major families?  Could it be possible just by relying on their two ninth-grade martial cultivators?  The death of the old man of the Mo family caught everyone off guard.  "Got it!" Yang Chen just agreed. The atmosphere in the side hall was a bit awkward. Why did Yang Muyu become the one giving orders without knowing it?  Yang Muyu looked at Mo Qing and asked, "Father, how did the old man pass away?" "It is said that he was obsessed with madness!" Mo Qing frowned, he never expected Yang Muyu to ask such a question.  "Is it said?" Yang Muyu suddenly raised his eyebrows, and there was a crisp "bang" sound. This time he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and slammed the teacup on the ground. Mo Qing and Yang Chen were both shocked and confused.  looked at him.  "The old man was a ninth-level martial artist. How could he die suddenly and you didn't even ask the reason?" Yang Muyu said angrily. He was really angry. How could Mo Qing be so confused?  "Yu" Yang Chen put his hand on his shoulder and sighed, "Don't be angry, Qing is also confused. No one expected that the old man would pass away at this time, and he has only been back for a long time.  "Who should we ask?" "Where have you been?" Yang Muyu asked.  "I went to check the old man's retreat, but found nothing!" Yang Chen sighed. In fact, he also doubted the same thing. He was not stupid. He was not completely confused because of the old man's death like Mo Qing.  Yang Muyu nodded, fortunately, not all were confused at last.  "Yu, I know you're angry. In fact - it's not that I haven't thought of other possibilities, it's just that you don't know something. Being a martial artist at the ninth level is a hurdle." Mo Qing was not angry. He already felt sorry for Yang Muyu.  He was deeply apologetic and always believed that it was his own incompetence that caused him to become homeless.  Originally, I was hoping to take him back to enjoy the happy life of the wealthy and idlers of the family, but I did not expect that when I came back, I encountered such a thing.  Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty.  "A ninth-grade martial artist, once his spiritual power and realm cannot be fully integrated, cannot survive the mortal transition. Once his spiritual power or realm deviates from that aspect, he will die violently. This is how the old man should have passed away."  When Mo Qing said this, he shook his head and sighed.  Everyone only knows how majestic the ninth-level martial cultivators are, as if they are gods. However, only by crossing the mortal barrier can they break through the longevity and step into the threshold of cultivation. Otherwise, the ninth-level martial cultivators will not be able to survive.  He is just a martial artist, no different from ordinary people.  In order to integrate spiritual power and realm, all ninth-level martial cultivators are extremely cautious. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?? This is a hurdle. If you can't get over it, you can only die.  After getting through it, no one knows what it will be like.  "Nearly all the martial cultivators in Qingyao City who reached the ninth level died in the mortal journey" Mo Qing said sadly. He didn't even think about the cause of Mr. Mo's death, and directly concluded that it was the failure of the mortal journey.  .  Yang Muyu nodded and said: "Let's go and pay homage to the old man's remains later." Yang Chen's heart moved. Naturally, he still had no intention of giving up. At the same time, he also wondered - how could Mr. Mo pass away suddenly?  Mo Qing nodded in agreement, and then Yang Muyu asked: "Have you two eaten?" Yang Chen and Mo Qing shook their heads at the same time, eating. Neither of them paid attention to this matter. Yang Muyu laughed at himself and said: "I'm confused too.  Now, you two are also ninth-level martial cultivators. It doesn¡¯t matter whether you eat or not. But if I don¡¯t eat you, you will have to attend to my funeral" Mo Qing did not wait for him to finish.  , suddenly covered his mouth and said: "You bastard boy, what bastard words can you say?" "I'm about to starve to death!" Yang Muyu told the truth, he was indeed about to starve to death.  Mo Qing was busy ordering people to bring food. Yang Chen accompanied the two of them, and the three of them ate a little. Yang Muyu had already been so hungry that his eyes were dim, and he was full of anger just now, so he smashed two  Tea cup, his anger was almost vented, like a fallen leaf swept by the wind, he pulled out two large bowls of rice, slumped on the chair and gasped: "Father, I will bear grudges, you almost starved me to death." Mo Qing  Seeing him smile bitterly, the pain of his father's sudden death dissipated a lot because Yang Muyu vented his anger on him.  "Okay, let's go to the mourning hall!"??Yang Muyu jumped up and said.  Mo Qing nodded and led him towards the main hall. Yang Chen followed, but still disappeared.
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