Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 120 Golden Dragon Blood!Xutian Temple!

Chapter 120 Golden Dragon Blood!Xutian Temple!

Lin Mo sneered when he heard the words of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.

Are you kidding me, if I wanted to say it, I would have said it long ago.

It is clear that I have other ideas.

But unfortunately, it has been betrayed by the great elder of Haichao Pavilion.

"Hahaha!"

When he saw the Nascent Soul of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion in Lin Mo's hand, the poisonous dragon on the opposite side suddenly let out hysterical laughter.

It has been locked in this poison pool for decades.

Seeing the appearance of the enemy now, he naturally smiled very happily.

"Boy, I see you are physically strong!"

"If you give me his Nascent Soul, I can teach you a monster body training technique!"

The poisonous dragon with the head of the dragon looked at Lin Mo and sneered.

Hearing what the poisonous flood dragon said, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

Lin Mo is really interested in the monster clan skills.

Seeing Lin Mo's eyes slowly looking at him, the face of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion suddenly changed.

Shaking his head quickly, he said, "You promised to let me go!"

Lin Mo didn't answer, but looked at the poisonous flood dragon, and said, "Cultivation technique!"

"Cunning humans!"

The poisonous dragon's mouth opened slightly, and a jade slip wrapped in dark green light appeared.

Instantly spewed out from the mouth.

There is a formation covering the poisonous pool, and the jade slips are suspended in mid-air, and there is no sound of dripping.

"If you want, you have to unlock this formation for me!"

Poison Jiao raised his eyes to look at Lin Mo, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Mo looked calm, and waved his right hand.

A red glow instantly flew out from the storage bag.

A blood spirit guard who was cultivated in the late stage of alchemy flew out of the sky.

It turned into a blood-colored phantom, and rushed towards the formation.

"Zi la la!"

As soon as Xue Lingwei Fang touched the formation, he made a series of piercing sounds.

"Crash!"

The blood-red aura entwined around Xue Lingwei's body.

His right hand swung vigorously.

The stinging sound continued.

A bloody crack appeared on the formation light curtain.

These formations are just to limit the poisonous flood dragon.

Therefore, the defense ability of the outside world is average.

Time for half a stick of incense.

The formation light curtain in front of him shattered.

The Xue Lingwei's figure flickered and turned into a blood-colored phantom.

With one hand, the jade slip entangled in green venom.

"thorn"

The right hand touched the venom, and the corrosion sound continued.

A wound the size of a bowl appeared on Xue Lingwei's right hand.

But soon, the wound on his right hand continued to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ha ha!"

With the laughter of the poisonous dragon, it turned into a pale green phantom, and rushed towards Lin Mo.

"Boy, the taste of your flesh and blood!"

"I really like!"

Lin Mo's face was slightly cold, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Crash!"

The piercing blue cold flame instantly attached to the body.

A set of faint blue armor has been completely fitted to the body.

The sixth level King Ming Jue, use it with all your strength.

Faint fluorescent lights flowed on Lin Mo's body.

From a distance, it looks like a glass magic weapon.

"call out!"

Lin Mo's figure flickered, and he appeared in front of the poisonous flood dragon in an instant.

If King Ming Jue hadn't broken through to the sixth floor, Lin Mo would naturally not have the thought of fighting him in close quarters.

The poisonous dragon's monster power was damaged, and only the body of the eighth-level monster remained.

"Boom!"

The two collided together, and the poisonous dragon took a few steps back in an instant.

And the ice armor on Lin Mo's body also shattered.

It has to be said that although it is the same eighth-level monster as Bing Ji, the physical strength of the poisonous dragon is much stronger.

"Human, I recognize your strength!"

The poisonous dragon grinned grimly, shaking slightly.

Wisps of pale green light wrapped around his body.

Among the greenery surging.

Pieces of dark green scales appeared on the poisonous dragon's body, and its limbs became much thicker.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a heavy heartbeat fluctuating sound, looming.

"This is your monster clan's body training method?"

Looking at the poisonous dragon opposite, Lin Mo's eyes flashed with surprise.

"It seems that it is obviously unrealistic to subdue the poisonous dragon with the body!"

The power of this monster clan technique is far beyond Lin Mo's imagination.

"Human, I will make you regret letting me out!"

The poisonous dragon jumped up and turned into a green phantom.

He rushed towards Lin Mo.

A turbulent green aura gushed out from Lin Mo's body.

Following that, the 72 Green Bamboo and Bee Cloud Swords flew out of his mouth.

The Acacia Puppet You Nu flew out of the storage bag.

The second Nascent Soul flew into the puppet's body.

"Puppet of Nascent Soul Stage???"

Looking at the scene in front of him, the poisonous dragon widened his eyes, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

"Huh! Huh!"

One after another, green bamboo bee cloud swords cut through the air.

"Crackling!"

Waves of pale golden thunder power wrapped around the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword.

"Stab! Stab!"

Wherever the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword passed, blood-red wounds appeared on the body of the Poisonous Flood Dragon.

The god of evil spirits is extremely turbulent.

In an instant, charred black wounds appeared on the wound, bloody and bloody.

"what!!!"

"What kind of divine thunder is this?"

……

As the poisonous dragon's screams continued, streams of blood mist continuously gushed out from the poisonous dragon's body.

"Buzz!"

The 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords instantly condensed into a dazzling green arc.

"Crack!"

The green bamboo bee cloud sword pierced through the poisonous dragon's chest one by one, and golden thunders of evil spirits completely enveloped its whole body.

His body trembled unceasingly.

He fell heavily to the ground.

The power of the 72 green bamboo bee cloud sword is really extraordinary.

Looking at the emerald green bamboo bee cloud sword flying in midair, a smile appeared on the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

Immediately, he took out the jade slip given by Poison Jiao.

Spiritual consciousness poured into it, and a monster clan technique has already flooded into my mind.

"Dragon Transformation Art!"

Feeling the exercises coming from his mind, Lin Motong's eyes changed slightly.

This is the skill of the dragon and snake clan.

Inherited very far, it is a practice passed down from ancient times.

Only the Flood Snake Clan can practice.

"Can't you practice?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

But soon, Lin Mo couldn't help but think of his own system, as well as the few strands of golden blood that he had collected before.

"You can try to practice in the future!"

Thinking of this, Lin Mo patted the storage bag lightly.

"call out!"

The demon refining pot flew out of the storage bag in an instant.

The powerful absorbing power directly landed on the poisonous flood dragon, directly collecting it into the demon refining pot.

After cleaning up the poisonous dragon, Lin Mo slowly looked at the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion, and said, "Where is the treasure pavilion of your Haichao Pavilion?"

"It's on the mountain ahead!"

The ancestor of Haichao Pavilion grinned: "Next... can you let me go?"

"Let go of you?"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and swung his right hand vigorously.

He directly threw the Nascent Soul of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion onto the poison pool.

"Zi la la!

As soon as Yuan Yingfang touched the poison pool, he immediately let out a series of screams.

What followed was a billow of pungent smoke.

"You...you broke your promise!"

"I will curse you..."

Before he finished speaking, the Green Bamboo, Bee and Cloud Sword streaked across the sky.

A thunder from the god of evil spirits landed on the Nascent Soul of the ancestor of Haichao Pavilion.

Destroy it instantly.

The second Nascent Soul turned into a green ray of light, and instantly entered Lin Mo's body.

The acacia puppet took advantage of the opportunity and put it in the storage bag.

What followed was a green divine wind boat.

Lin Mo landed steadily on the Shenfengzhou, followed by a flash of blue light.

Flee towards the direction of the distant mountain peak.

Due to the tragic death of more than a dozen monks in the alchemy stage and dozens of monks in the foundation stage of the sect.

The entire sect has already become panic-stricken.

Some monks with lower cultivation levels have already left.

A seven-story glazed pagoda appeared in front of Lin Mo.

A layer of light blue formation light curtain completely enveloped the entire seven-story glazed pagoda.

Looking at the glazed pagoda in front of him, Lin Mo waved his right hand.

A Youlei sword flame fell heavily on the light curtain of the magic circle in front of him.

The bone-piercing cold mist power completely enveloped the entire light curtain in an instant.

It was as if a layer of ice had condensed outside the seven-story glazed pagoda.

After several attacks.

The formation light curtain shattered.

A gap for only one person appeared in front of Lin Mo.

The speed of Shenfengzhou was extremely fast, it directly turned into a phantom, and directly escaped into the seven-story glazed pagoda.

The first four floors are the exercises of Haichao Pavilion.

Lin Mo was not too polite, and directly took all these skills into the storage bag.

And when it comes to the fifth floor.

On the other hand, there is a pile of mid-level spirit stones.

Lin Mo roughly scanned, and there are thousands of them.

However, there are seals on these spirit stones, so they cannot be directly stored in the storage bag.

"waste time!"

Lin Mo murmured, and the second Nascent Soul flew out of his mouth.

Suspended in mid-air, lifting the restrictions on the mid-level spirit stones.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, walked towards the sixth floor.

What appeared in front of my eyes were pieces of magic weapon talismans.

As for the magic weapon, there is not one.

"Could it be upstairs?"

Lin Mo slowly lifted up the ladder.

A transparent protective light curtain blocks the stairs on the seventh floor.

"Crack!"

This formation can also stop ordinary alchemy cultivators, as far as Lin Mo is concerned.

It's just a trick.

When Lin Mo stepped onto the seventh floor, what appeared in front of him.

Then a stone wall.

Other than that, there is nothing.

"Those who can hide here must not be ordinary things!"

Lin Mo walked forward slowly, staring at the stone wall in front of him.

I found it very ordinary, just a simple stone wall

"It's weird!"

The more common things are, the more secrets they may hide.

Looking at the stone wall in front of him, Lin Mo's spiritual consciousness poured in slowly.

But he found that the stone wall in front of him was like a copper wall and an iron wall, and his spiritual consciousness could not penetrate into it at all.

With a wave of his right hand, he wanted to put it into the storage bag, but found that it was impossible.

"Crash!"

Opening his mouth slightly, a Youlei Sword Flame flew out of his mouth in an instant.

He slammed down on the stone wall in front of him.

"Stab!"

You Lei Jianyan covered the stone wall with a thick layer of ice easily.

As the stone wall shattered, what was revealed in front of Lin Mo was a huge bronze-colored stone the size of a person.

Apparently, this particular layer of rock on the outside is just to hide the bronze boulder below.

Lin Mo looked intently.

On the huge bronze stone, engraved with golden characters.

The characters surged, gushing out of the copper wall in an instant.

It turned into streaks of golden streamers, which instantly entered Lin Mo's mind.

Feel the exercises in your mind.

Lin Mo's pupils narrowed slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "It's actually Lei Fa!"

Yimu Shenlei, Leifa's power is extraordinary.

After the cultivation is successful, it is completely possible to manipulate Nascent Soul cultivators.

From Lin Mo's point of view, in terms of the divine thunder contained in it alone, it is somewhat similar to the evil god's thunder.

If monk Lei Lingen came to practice this method of thunder, it would naturally be more effective with less effort.

Lin Mo didn't have Lei Linggen, nor did he have Wood Lingen.

Therefore, it is best to practice this Yimu Shenlei.

You have to have your own second baby.

Zhimu Yuanying, after all, has the wood spirit root, so it is possible to cultivate this Yimu divine thunder.

And at the moment when those golden characters disappeared.

The bronze boulder in front of him seemed to have completed its task.

It shattered at the sound, turning into pieces of bronze shards the size of a palm.

Scattered all over the place.

……

a few days later.

Lin Mo drove the Shenfengzhou back to Miaoyinmen.

Because of Lin Mo's existence, Miaoyinmen had a good time.

The business in Tianxingfang City is getting better and better.

"Huh! Huh!"

And as Lin Mo approached, several graceful women appeared in front of Lin Mo.

The leader is a young girl about twenty years old, with a face like gentle jade, skin like snow, pretty face like a flower, firm breasts, plump buttocks, and an extremely graceful and graceful figure.

"Senior Lin! Junior Wen Siyue has met senior!"

Wen Siyue smiled, and looked at Lin Mo with her beautiful eyes.

It is really natural to be charming, with a frown and a smile, it is full of charm.

"You are Wen Siyue?"

Lin Mo took a deep look at Wen Siyue in front of him, and whispered.

"Pre...Senior, do you recognize me?"

Wen Siyue's cheeks were slightly red, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

After all, this is a fake infant monk who rivals Nascent Soul.

And Lin Mo is still so young.

If he could fall into the eyes of Senior Lin, it would really be a step up to the sky.

This Wen Siyue is also a tragic figure.

She is Wen Qiang's only daughter. In the original book, after joining the Miaoyin Sect, she has experienced successive changes in the sect.

Because of her natural obsession, she was coveted by monks.

Especially when the Zongmen couldn't shelter these nuns.

Wen Siyue has become a crucible for others, but it was Han Li who rescued her from the sea of ​​misery in the end.

In the end, she married someone, but the child she gave birth to was the body of a dragon.

It's really a trick of good fortune.

Looking at Wen Siyue in front of him, Lin Mo smiled slightly: "Your father should be Wen Qiang!"

"I met your father once!"

Wen Siyue was startled for a moment, and then her face suddenly revealed.

"What happened to the sect recently?"

Lin Mo stepped on the divine wind boat, glanced at Wen Siyue, and asked lightly.

Wen Siyue shook her head slightly, and said with a smile, "Something is fine!"

Listening to Wen Siyue's words, Lin Mo nodded slightly.

Then he stepped on the divine wind boat and fled towards the sect.

Ziling lived on the second highest mountain in Miaoyinmen.

An exquisite jade building is suspended above the mountain peak.

The consciousness swept over, and a graceful body dressed in purple was sitting cross-legged in it.

Wisps of spiritual energy continued to wrap around his body.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo smiled slightly.

"Purple Spirit Fairy!"

As Lin Mo's voice fell, Zi Ling in Yulou suddenly opened his eyes.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, he seemed quite happy about Lin Mo's sudden arrival.

With a flash of his figure, it turned into a purple light and escaped from the jade building.

Looking at Lin Mo in front of him, Zi Ling showed joy and said with a smile: "Senior Lin, you succeeded!"

Feeling the indistinct aura of Nascent Soul stage monk coming from Lin Mo's body.

His eyes widened involuntarily, and his eyes were full of surprise.

If you are cultivating at the alchemy stage, go to the Xutian Hall.

Still a little dangerous.

But if Lin Mo enters it with the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The possibility of obtaining the soul-cultivating wood is still great.

In this way, my mother can successfully raise her soul.

In the future, he will condense into a ghost body and switch to the ghost way.

Still a breeze.

"Senior Lin! The Xutian Palace is about to open!"

Zi Ling looked at Lin Mo with beautiful eyes, and said delicately, "Mother, I'm all relying on Senior Lin!"

Listening to Zi Ling's words, Lin Mo slowly stretched out his right hand.

Look at Lin Mo's right hand stretched out.

Zi Ling didn't dodge and let it land on his face.

Now Ziling's cultivation has reached the peak of foundation establishment.

There is only one step away from the alchemy stage.

It's a pity that Miaoyinmen's skills are really mediocre, and I want to break through to the alchemy stage.

According to the normal method, there are still some difficulties.

"Give!"

Lin Mo flipped his wrist, and two crystal clear pills appeared in his hands.

This is Lin Mo's remaining Chenchen Pill.

The remaining two pieces were given to Yuan Yao and Yanli respectively.

"Dust Falling Pill!"

Zi Ling has been pursuing the alchemy stage for quite some time.

According to the spirit stone of the Zongmen, it is not a problem to buy Jiangchen Pill.

Too bad it's very rare.

In recent years, there has been no news of Jiangchen Pill.

Now it seems that Lin Mo just gave two Chenchen Pills casually, and he couldn't help being ecstatic.

"Just now, I... I misunderstood Senior Lin!"

Zi Ling's cheeks were slightly red, and she thought Lin Mo was going to touch her face just now.

Looking at it again now, I really use the heart of a villain to save the belly of a gentleman.

But soon, Lin Mo changed his voice and looked at Zi Ling:
"I have a dual-cultivation method, which can increase the chance of breaking through the alchemy stage!"

"..."

Zi Ling was slightly dazed, then blushed and said in a low voice, "If...if Senior Lin wants to, I... I am willing!"

But soon, Lin Mo waved his hand again: "When I come back from Xutian Temple, let's practice together!"

The Temple of Heaven is about to open.

I still need to practice the Dragon Transformation Jue, and the second Nascent Soul needs to study the Yimu Shenlei.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Otherwise, Lin Mo really wanted to taste the number one beauty in Chaos Star Sea.

After parting with Zi Ling.

Lin Mo drove the Shenfengzhou back to Lingquan Canyon.

"call out!"

With a sharp piercing sound, the Demon Refining Pot instantly floated in front of him.

Red light shone on it, mixed with wisps of faint golden bloodshot.

These golden threads are the same as those obtained from refining the dragon and monsters before.

"Could it be the remaining true dragon blood in the bodies of these flood dragons?"

Lin Mo's pupils narrowed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Clap!"

As Lin Mo opened the demon refining pot, a ball of blood essence from an eighth-level monster came into view first.

Then on the top layer, there is a golden blood thread the size of a fingernail floating above it.

Wisps of mysterious and impermanent aura continuously emerged from it.

"Dragon Transformation Art!"

Lin Mo sat cross-legged, feeling the cultivation technique passed on to him by the poisonous dragon.

A ray of pale green light quickly flew out of Lin Mo's mouth.

The second Nascent Soul floated above Lin Mo's head, sitting cross-legged like Lin Mo.

Practicing Yimu Shenlei.

Time flows.

In the blink of an eye, several months have passed by.

……

The vicinity of a certain stretch of empty sea area suddenly became lively.

Every now and then, there would be cultivators flying towards this place at high speed, and then flying high in the sky in great surprise.

There, there is a majestic and huge palace floating in the air, motionless.

The palace is about a hundred feet high, and the whole body is made of pure white and flawless jade. It is extremely exquisite and gorgeous, exuding a faint glow.

The surrounding area is surrounded by a thick golden mask, hanging in the sky about a thousand feet high.

And those monks who found them flew towards the palace without any hesitation, and after a flash of white light, they easily passed through the mask and walked into the palace.

On this day, a blue arc of light galloped over.When it reached the sea below the palace, it stopped suddenly.

In his arms is a Jinpa map.

A faint golden luster shone on it, and Lin Mo looked into the air.

Among the clouds, a Qionglou Yutai palace is suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Lin Mo.

Green light flashed.

Han Li had already landed in front of Lin Mo.

"Middle stage of alchemy!"

Feeling the powerful aura exuded by Han Li, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"This Han Li is really lucky!"

"Rao didn't get the map of Xutian Temple in Tiannan, but I found it here!"

The moment he saw Lin Mo, Han Li's face moved slightly, and he quickly cupped his hands towards Lin Mo, very respectful: "Senior Lin!"

Lin Mo nodded slightly, and said, "I didn't expect you to come too, since that's the case, let's go!"

After saying that, a blue light flashed on Lin Mo's body, and he flew upwards in an instant.

The map of Xutian Temple in front of him surged with spiritual power.

Wisps of white aura completely enveloped Lin Mo.

It passed through the golden mask of the Xutian Temple with ease.

"Xutian Palace!"

Putting it closer, three large fonts carved in silver ancient script are carved on the jade plaque.

The momentum of the three characters is astonishing, and the strokes between the pen and the outline are extremely sharp.

If you take a few more glances, you can feel a slight increase in your spiritual consciousness.

It's really mysterious.

Inside the deep palace entrance, there is no end in sight.

After entering the gate of the palace, a straight and narrow passage made of beautiful jade appeared in front of you.

The entire passage has been restricted by a person with great supernatural powers.

Spiritual consciousness cannot be detected.

Han Li followed behind without making a sound, obviously observing the surrounding environment.

The passage is very long, and it takes half a cup of tea.

Just came to the end.

An exit emitting water-blue light appeared before his eyes.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the corners of Lin Mo's mouth slightly raised, his footsteps accelerated, and he walked into the water curtain.

In the eyes, it is a huge hall with four squares.

The area of ​​this hall is three to four hundred feet wide, extremely majestic and magnificent.

Dozens of thick jade pillars stand in the hall.

On each of the jade pillars, there are carved precious spirit birds, which are lifelike and full of aura.

Dozens of monks in different clothes stood on top of these jade pillars.

Lin Mo's figure flickered, and he turned into a phantom, which landed firmly on the jade pillar.

Seeing this, Han Li followed suit, found one and dropped it.

With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, there were only two cultivation bases who had reached the Nascent Soul stage.

One is an elderly Confucian scholar with a yellow robe and white eyebrows and a thin face.

With one hand behind his back leisurely, this person held a roll of worn bamboo slips in the other hand and kept reading with relish, shaking his head from time to time, looking quite bookish.

The other was a middle-aged beautiful woman in clean white clothes.

This woman has a beautiful face, but she exudes a icy chill all over her body, as if she should not be approached by strangers.

At this moment, this icy beautiful woman wiped a black long sword with sheath expressionlessly, very proud.

In addition, there is another teenager who falls in the corner.

The moment he saw Han Li, a trace of astonishment flashed in his pupils.

It is not difficult to guess that this person must be Master Xuan Gu.

Although the aura emitted is only at the late stage of alchemy, there are many methods used. In terms of methods alone, it can be compared to the early monks of the dollar infant.

But this is also for the Nascent Soul cultivator on the side.

For Lin Mo, there is nothing to fear.

"call out!"

A sharp piercing sound suddenly sounded, and a middle-aged monk with a pale face and slender eyes was seen.

"Extreme Yin Patriarch!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Lin Mo's mouth.

"Boy! I didn't expect you to dare to come here!!!"

As soon as he entered the hall, the ancestor of Jiyin looked at Lin Mo, and strands of blood slowly emerged.

Lin Mo glanced coldly at Patriarch Jiyin.

Wisps of faint green breath wrapped around Lin Mo's body.

The powerful aura of Yuanying's early days gushed out of Lin Mo's body in an instant.

Dozens of monks present all turned their attention to Lin Mo.

Even the two Nascent Soul cultivators just now looked straight at Lin Mo.

"you!!"

Jiyin Patriarch's complexion suddenly changed, and he exclaimed: "National Infant Early Stage!"

The Jiyin patriarch did not expect that it would be only a few decades.

Lin Mo has actually broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage, and he must have paid a huge price to break through the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Good! Good!"

The ancestor of Jiyin obviously didn't want to compete with Lin Mo at this critical moment.

After sneering a few times, he turned to look at the elderly Confucian scholar and the middle-aged beautiful woman, the cold light in his eyes was gone, and he smiled with a spring breeze on his face:

"I didn't expect Brother Qing from Nanhe Island and Mrs. Wen from Baibi Mountain to arrive too! Wu Mou is really disrespectful!"

"Qing is no bigger than Brother Wu's Jiyin Island family, so he can only come here to try his luck."

"Besides, I heard that Man Beard seems to have obtained a filial piety picture of others this time, and I'm afraid he will come here soon. By that time, we old people can really get together again gone."

The old man gently put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and said with a half-hearted smile.

"Man Beard is coming too?" Ji Yin Patriarch's expression changed, as if he was very afraid of this person.

"That's right! I heard that his longevity is coming soon. This time, I want to go to Xutian Temple to find some longevity fruits and refine some longevity pills. I hope to live another five or sixty years." The old man said triumphantly, as if Some sarcasm.

But the cold and frosty beautiful woman continued to wipe her sword without raising her head, completely ignoring what the two said.

Lin Mo looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly.

Suddenly, he noticed Lin Mo behind him.

The spiritual consciousness fluctuated and surged, obviously he was chatting with Master Xuangu through sound transmission.

Plan the nine tunes spiritual ginseng.

Jiuqu Lingshen is the product of the aura of heaven and earth.

Although the main body is just a kind of spiritual grass, it is full of spirituality.

From the day of birth, it will transform into various animals or insects, can move on its own, and is very good at digging into the ground.

Using it to refine elixir can increase the chance of breaking through the bottleneck of Nascent Soul.

It is a rare treasure.

For the next four or five days, people continued to enter the Xutian Temple.

From a rough look, there are nearly a hundred people.

Lin Mo took his time, closed his eyes tightly, and rested his mind.

There will be a big battle waiting for him next.

A few more days passed.

Several Nascent Soul cultivators all set their sights on the entrance of Xutian Temple.

In the afternoon, footsteps finally sounded again at the entrance of the hall, and after the blue light flickered a few times, two people walked in one after the other from the outside.

One is an old Taoist with white hair and childlike face and ruddy face, and the other is a black and thin old man dressed as an old farmer with a bitter face.

Seeing these two people, all the monks in the hall were in commotion for a while.Most of the people looked at the two with awe-inspiring eyes.

It seems that the reputation of these two is not small!

But Patriarch Jiyin and the old man pretending to be Confucianism looked at them with extremely unkind eyes.

Especially Patriarch Ji Yin, his expression suddenly turned grim.

And the two new masters also showed hostility when they saw Patriarch Jiyin and others.The old man snorted and said directly
"Extreme Yin old devil! Did you come early enough? It seems that you people in the magic way are bound to win this trip to the Xutian Palace."

"Tianwuzi! It's not that my patriarch came early, but you hypocrites came too late. Unfortunately, I thought that the news that the two of you had a fragmented map in your hands was fake, but I didn't expect to find it in the end! But this is also true. Well, I just let this patriarch transform you."

Jiyin Patriarch said with a gloomy face.

"Extreme Yin! Who do you want to convert? Why don't you convert yourself too!" Before the old man opened his mouth to fight back, another deep voice came from outside the hall.

Ji Yin and the old man pretending to be Confucianism suddenly changed their expressions when they heard this voice.But the beautiful woman who was silent originally raised her head suddenly, stared at the entrance and said coldly.

"Wan Tianming, you're here too!"

"Mrs. Wen is here, what's so strange about me being here?" Following the voice, a figure outside flickered, and a middle-aged man in purple robe and jade belt walked in.

This man had a square face with thick eyebrows, a mouth with two rows of white teeth gleaming, he casually glanced sideways at the beautiful woman, and then looked at Patriarch Ji Yin, giving off a monstrous aura.

Patriarch Ji Yin was looked at so unceremoniously by the other party, but his face was gloomy and his lips were tightly closed, and he fell silent.

This Wan Tianming is the sect master of Wan Fa Sect, with a mid-Yuan Ying cultivation base.

Naturally, the ancestors of Jiyin feared again and again.

"Wan Tianming, you allow your disciples to injure my servant girl!"

The beautiful woman surnamed Wen was not afraid at all, and asked questions without politeness.

Wan Tianming laughed: "It's just a discussion. Could it be that Madam asked Wan Xingshi for such a trivial matter?"

For the sake of a maid, she had a bad relationship with a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Obviously not a wise move.

When the beautiful woman heard this, her face flushed.After finally glaring at the other party, he just let it go.

"Boom!"

Suddenly a rumbling vibration came from outside the passage.Even the whole hall trembled slightly.

Now, except for these Nascent Soul monsters, all the monks looked outside in surprise.

Patriarch Jiyin and the old man in Confucianism attire looked at each other, with a hint of joy on their faces.It's just that Patriarch Jiyin seemed to have a wry smile in his joyful expression.

But Wan Tianming's eyes flashed coldly, and the murderous aura like a knife was gone in a flash.

The old man like the old farmer seemed to know who was coming, but he showed a hint of worry.

With the sound of vibrations, it became louder and louder, and a tall and abnormal figure appeared at the entrance of the hall.

A strange man with a curly yellow beard and a blue robe suddenly walked in.But every time he takes a step, the whole hall shakes immediately, as if this person actually weighs more than ten thousand catties, which is really shocking.

"Beard!"

Lin Mo stood up slowly, staring at Man Huzi, with a faint smile flashing in his eyes.

Lin Mo has been coveting for a long time about the magic skill of supporting the sky.

It would be the best if you can get it during the trip to Xutian Temple.

Man Beard's mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation was superior to all others, and he looked up at everyone in the hall with his head raised.

Then it slowly landed on Wan Tianming.

"I didn't expect that the master of Wanda Sect came here!"

"Man has always wanted to compete with Master Wan, and this time he can finally achieve his wish!"

Man Beard's eyes were full of provocation.

From Lin Mo's point of view, compared to the extremely yin ancestor who is extremely sinister, Lin Mo thinks this man with a beard is quite to his liking.

Wan Tianming glanced at Man's beard, cupped his hands, and said with a sneer, "Brother Jiu Yang Man's "Tuotian Devil Art" is the number one physical magic art in Luan Xinghai, and I have to ask for advice in the future!"

Wan Tianming didn't say much to Man Huzi, instead he looked at the two beside him and whispered a few times before landing on a jade pillar.

It's just that there is already a monk at the alchemy stage occupying the jade pillar.

Seeing the arrival of the Nascent Soul cultivator, he immediately gave up his position very wisely.

Seeing this, Man Huzi showed a sneer on his face, looked up and looked around, and suddenly flew towards a jade pillar in a flash.

And this pillar happened to be the one Han Li was waiting for.

Han Li couldn't help but change his face when he saw it!
"Go away, I want this place myself." Man Beard's huge body landed firmly opposite Han Li.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, if Han Li dared to refuse.

Will raise his hand and wave to kill.

Han Li's face twisted, and his hands were tightly clenched together.

Bow your head in silence.

Based on Lin Mo's understanding of Han Li, he naturally knew that Han Li was very angry at this time.

And the moment he turned to leave, Man Beard's wild laughter came from behind him.

Han Li's face was covered with frost.

Han Li, who was cautious by nature, would not rashly fight a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Sometimes he was impulsive and lost his life.

How stupid that is.

"Han Li, come here!"

Lin Mo glanced at Han Li who was fleeing in the distance, and smiled slightly.

Hearing Lin Mo's familiar voice, Han Li's heart warmed.

Both of them are from Tiannan.

Although this senior Lin had tricked him a few times, he still took good care of him.

Han Li was very grateful to Lin Mo from the bottom of his heart.

"Huh! Huh!"

Accompanied by two sharp piercing sounds.

There was a flash of figures outside the hall, and two old men in white walked in.

The beards and hair of these two people are like silver, and their skirts are fluttering, just like people among gods.

When all the monks in the hall saw the two people coming in, they all stared at them, but then they showed understanding and respect.

Some monks with lower cultivation bases have been holding their hearts, and finally let out a sigh of relief!

But when the old monsters of righteousness and demons saw them, they showed complicated expressions.

There is envy, but also some disgust and helplessness.

One of the two, an old man in white clothes with a benevolent face, saw that everyone was looking at them, smiled slightly, and said very kindly
"This trip to the Xutian Palace, our two holy masters are in retreat, so we are unable to host this treasure hunt. The two law enforcement elders and I will supervise this grand event on behalf of Xing Gong."

"And the rules of the treasure hunt this time are still the same as previous ones. Anyone who bullies the weak or wants to kill and seize the treasure will be stopped by the two of us, and will be chased and killed by our star palace."

"However, this kind of supervision from our star palace is limited to the outer hall of the Xutian Temple. I will not enter the inner hall, let alone interfere with anything in the inner hall."

"So, if you feel unsure, you should stop outside the inner hall."

Speaking of this, the two white-haired old men looked at each other and said with a smile: "Besides, the two of us will not help any of our colleagues because of the danger of Xutian Temple itself! I said it so clearly, everyone should understand that my second brother It's what people mean."

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

These two star palace emissaries are not weak in cultivation, they have both reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

If you want to stop the Nascent Soul cultivator from killing innocent people, that's fine.

Of course, Wan Tianming and Man Beard were not included.

The morning of the fourth day.

Suddenly, visions appeared in the entire Xutian Temple.

There was a continuous roar, and a white jade stone door suddenly fell in the hall.

Seal the hall directly.

The door was covered with white mist, and a strong restriction was set.

At this moment, the two white-haired elders of Xinggong slowly opened their eyes.

He stood up suddenly and walked slowly towards the depths of the hall.

And at the end of the hall, there was a series of slight shaking sounds suddenly.

A stone slab on the ground suddenly emitted a dazzling white light.

Just under the attention of everyone, a teleportation array with a size of Zhang Xu appeared there.

After checking with the two elders in white, they looked at each other and nodded.

"There is no problem with the teleportation array!"

"Enter from here, it is the outer hall of Xutian Temple!"

"You can do it for yourself!"

After saying that, the two Xinggong elders stepped into the formation first.

With the shaking of the body and the flashing white light, the two figures disappeared in place in an instant.

Wan Tianming flickered, and directly led the two old men into the teleportation array.

"Let's go!"

Lin Mo opened his mouth slightly towards Han Li, and then a cold light surged all over his body.

Instantly disappeared in place.

And when it reappeared, it was already in front of the formation.

After a strong sense of dizziness.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a rather desolate small slope in front of him.

A dozen or so feet away, it was all gray, with endless gray mist floating everywhere.And there were gusts of wind blowing back and forth in the fog, accompanied by the faint sound of ghosts crying and screaming, which made people feel chills when they heard it.

Lin Mo patted the spirit animal bag on his waist with his right hand.

The crying soul fell beside him.

This is the first level of the outer hall, the land of ghosts and grievances. Originally, ordinary monks who formed alchemy could easily pass through.

But as more and more monks fell into the ghost mist, it became more and more dangerous.

These monks are very resentful, and the ghosts that become after death are of extraordinary strength.

If you encounter a powerful ghost king, even a monk in the late stage of alchemy, you may die tragically.

(End of this chapter)