Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

And at the same time, just as Lin Mo and the others entered the Yin-Yang Cave.

In the middle of an unnamed small lake somewhere in the far southern Xinjiang, there are seven or eight monks floating cross-legged above the lake.

He was listening intently to what a monk in black was talking about.

The monks in front of them were obviously the monks surnamed Ye who gathered in the palace a few months ago.

An ancient demon exuding a strong demonic energy all over his body, looked at the narration of the monk in front of him expressionlessly.

The cultivator in black was only at the alchemy stage, and he showed respect for these clan elders whose cultivation was at least at the Nascent Soul stage.

"Just 400 years ago, our Ye family learned the whereabouts of Kunwu Mountain from a remnant stele in the ancient ruins!"

"Kunwu Mountain is a famous holy land of the immortal family in ancient times. According to rumors, in that Kunwu Mountain, there are two ancient monks who kept two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures in it!"

"If our Ye family obtains these two Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures, it will definitely increase my Ye family's power!"

Hearing the words Tongtian Lingbao, the pupils of the ancient demon shrunk.

"Hoohoo!"

"Hmph, don't be too happy too soon. Breaking the restriction is just the first step to get the treasure. If the journey to get the treasure is really so simple, why did the third brother gather us all here?"

The old man surnamed Fu was naturally a group with his junior sister, and entered the thickest passage in the middle first, while the big man and Lin Mo entered the passages on both sides, one on the left and one on the right.

Lin Mo sensed that the woman in palace costume came out from behind, hesitated for a moment, then slowed down and waited for the woman to fly to him, and the two advanced side by side.

"After so many years, this flying sword has not lost its spirituality. It can be seen that its owner spent a lot of time on this sword."

"It would be great if it was really that simple. You don't even think about it, why did those ancient Xiumen seal it up and leave behind a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure in Kunwu Mountain, which is a good spiritual mountain holy place?"

In an instant, the pearl shone brightly, and then the old man surnamed Fu raised his right hand, and punched out a series of formulas.

After looking through the sword several times, Bai Yaoyi didn't find any useful marks, and her face showed a bit of confusion.

The strange figure flickered, turned into a phantom, fell in front of everyone, and smiled.

"Listen to what the second brother said, is there something wrong in Kunwu Mountain?"

"Not only is it inappropriate, it is not impossible for us to go in this time and never return."

The big man surnamed Yuan pointed his right hand, and in an instant a green flame pierced through the little ghost, and then he said what Lin Mo wanted to say.

After half a cup of tea.

The monk in black said this, paused, and then said:

"This is the fairy mountain in ancient times, and there are more than treasured treasures in it!"

Several people naturally paused.

Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes flowed, and she slashed through the void with the sword in one hand, and a beam of several feet long sword light appeared, slashing fiercely on the ice wall, leaving deep sword marks.

Lin Mo spoke suddenly.

Lin Mo was a little surprised when he heard this, but replied with a slight smile:

With a slight shake, Feijian was immediately pulled out of the ice wall and swept into Yu's hands.

At the beginning, for the sake of safety, everyone never thought of parting.

Before Bai Yaoyi finished speaking, she suddenly raised her head and looked behind her.

Immediately after several people planted mana marks among each other, they were divided into three groups and entered the three passages respectively.

"Okay, this is just a worst guess. Maybe this mountain was sealed for other reasons. You don't need to worry too much."

But at the bottom of the Yin-Yang Cave thousands of miles away from Hexiaohu, Lin Mo and his party encountered some minor troubles.

Hearing what Lin Mo said, the old man surnamed Fu no longer hesitated, and opened his mouth slightly.

A look of astonishment appeared on Bai Yaoyi's jade face, she flicked her fragrant sleeve, and a scarlet rope shot out from the sleeve, and the red light flashed, and it wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

As soon as Bai Yaoyi followed Lin Mo, she suddenly asked:

In an instant, 72 green bamboo bee cloud swords were attached to the golden evil spirit thunder.

"Brother Fu. We have been walking for several days. Up to now, there is no trace of Yin Zhima. Although these ghosts are not difficult to deal with, if we kill them all the way, that is not a solution."

There was a gust of wind in the Yin-Yang Cave, even though Lin Mo's divine sense was very powerful, but he couldn't release it too far.

"What!! It's Kunwu Mountain!"

Nor can we remain indifferent.

With a flash of purple light, the light ball instantly disappeared into the beautiful woman's body.Then a layer of purple light emerged.Covering the beautiful woman in it, it is the same as the halo of Ziyouzhu.

Lin Mo's face was indifferent, and he waved his sleeves.

With a sound of "poof", a mouthful of blood essence has already landed on Zi Youzhu.

At this moment, the monk with the square face suddenly darkened and turned to look at the crowd.

A cold light flashed in Lin Mo's eyes, and he said suddenly.

After the explanation, the friar in black immediately stepped back with his hands tied and said nothing more.

"But after we entered the cave, we didn't really encounter any serious troubles except for the troubles caused by the terrifying wind. Could it be that the name of the Jedi is all bragging?"

After listening to the words of the old man surnamed Fu, Lin Mo nodded slightly.

Obviously, the news about Kunwu Mountain had a great impact on everyone.

These strengths are only comparable to the ghosts in the alchemy stage, and they are not even qualified to approach Lin Mo.

After Bai Yaoyi hesitated for a while, she followed Lin Mo into the same passage.

When the old man surnamed rich and the beautiful woman in black heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, with a trace of hesitation on their faces.

The two naturally heard the sound and moved forward without any fear.

Immediately after a bang, the crimson flame instantly melted the ice, revealing the true face of the thing.

"If it's the Ziyou Bead, the old man can consume some blood and temporarily bless a few fellow Taoists with this bead's divine light. But the time can't last long. As long as the shocking wind remains the same, it can last for seven or eight days each time. Let's go around."

Accompanied by ear-piercing whistling sounds, thick black wind kept surging.

As soon as Bai Yaoyi raised her hand, several big fireballs shot out from her fists and hit the object.

After just a meal, the black wind in front suddenly became fierce, and a three-way intersection suddenly appeared in the wind, and three passages, one big, two small, appeared in front of the five people.

But as soon as these winds approached, they were already dissipated by the orb's halo.

"what is this?"

And the densely packed ghosts in the distance continued to kill everyone.

The square-faced monk said darkly: "I don't know what shocking secrets are in it. The danger in it can be imagined."

After all, his wood spirit guards had to use corpses.

Then he grabbed it with one hand in the void, and suddenly a glaring purple light emerged from the bead, and slowly flew towards the old hand.

"That's true. But resisting this terrifying wind consumes a lot of mana. With our Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivation, we can stay underground for two months at most."

Lin Mo looked at the passages with distinct sizes at the intersection in the middle, and said calmly.

The man surnamed Yuan glanced at the orb in the old man's hand and shook his head.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry. This underground cave is so big. Yinzhima is also good at hiding. How can it be so easy to find the ground."

But at this moment, the square-faced middle-aged man turned his head, and suddenly said seriously to the ancient demon behind him:

The monk in black licked his lips, glanced at the ancient demon secretly, and continued:

"Corpse refining? Such a coincidence?"

"We spent more than a hundred years and sent many disciples from the clan, and almost broke through half of the Great Jin Dynasty, and finally found that place."

"Elder Gu, you are proficient in all kinds of ancient books, and you will need more help when you enter Kunwu Mountain this time. Don't worry, we have found two magic weapons. As long as the matter here is over, I will use them Give it to fellow Taoists."

It has been blasted to pieces by the evil god thunder.

At this time, I was in a huge passage.

With a movement of Lin Mo's mind, a ball of golden light shot out in front of him, easily smashing a one-horned ghost that was rushing from the opposite side to pieces.

Bai Yaoyi frowned slightly, obviously very surprised.

Looking at the scene in front of them, everyone took advantage of the situation to put away their magic weapons, and flew forward along the passages on both sides.

"Fellow Daoist, why be polite, just take it."

An elder of Ye's family dressed in Taoist attire couldn't help asking.

In this regard, Lin Mo smiled slightly, shook his head, and continued to walk forward.

"So good!"

Of course, these are just small episodes worth mentioning.

When Lin Mo saw it, his expression changed.

Bai Yaoyi saw something sticking next to the entrance of the cave at a glance, but the whole body was frozen in ice, shining brightly.

"Okay. Just follow the words of a few fellow Taoists. Just be careful, don't leave me for more than three days."

Lin Mo is no stranger to refining corpses.

"Huh? What is this?"

"Since there is a magic weapon as a reward, I will do my best."

If they don't separate, trying to find Yinzhima is tantamount to nonsense.

That's all, the monks on the field were suddenly silent.

"At that time, a top-level concealment formation will be activated, which can suppress all the amazing visions when breaking the ban, and the elders can enter Kunwu Mountain to take treasures calmly."

Lin Mo's face was indifferent, he glanced at the old man surnamed Fu in the distance, and was about to speak.

When Bai Yaoyi waved her right hand, a white flying knife instantly shattered the last little ghost, and the surrounding ghost fog was also swept away.

As soon as the square-faced monk finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed on his body, and he fell straight to the lake.

The old man held up the purple light in his hand, and after sweeping his gaze over the other four, he immediately patted the beautiful woman in black beside him.

"How is it possible? We have two big monks, Seventh Uncle and Third Brother, so no matter how severe the restriction is, it should be fine."

"Although I don't know much about this place, the name of the Great Jin Seven Great Jedi should be true. Fellow Daoist Bai, don't be careless!"

A Confucian scholar was also surprised.

"Don't worry, there must be a main passage in this underground cave, and the bifurcated passage is unlikely to be too long. Three days is enough for us to investigate clearly."

"Brother Lin, do you think that this Yin-Yang Cave is a bit misnamed? The truth is that when a monk enters this cave, Yin and Yang will be separated, which seems extremely dangerous."

In the blink of an eye, half a day later, the three of them got nothing.

Hearing this, Bai Yaoyi nodded after a while.

At the same time, the elders surnamed Fu also used magic weapons to kill the other ghosts.

"Brother Lin's words are reasonable, but I am a little impatient. Hey, these ghosts are here again!"

But at the moment when the ice melted, the flying sword, which was originally like a dead object, suddenly flashed a faint aura.

The ghost fog had not yet approached, but it was already shattered by the evil god's thunder.

Lin Mo's eyes flashed, and he said lightly.

"Separate? But there is only one Purple Serenity Bead. If there is no protection from this bead, the magic power to resist the shocking wind will be doubled immediately, and the time we stay in the cave will be even shorter."

As a result, after a turn in the road ahead, a cave several feet high suddenly appeared on the side of the passage.The black wind whistling inside was non-stop, and it was far more violent than the dark wind in the passage.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Yaoyi followed Lin Mo, Lin Yinping, and walked forward.

The man surnamed Yuan who was not far away also nodded his head: "I also think that Fellow Daoist Lin is right. The wind here has weakened and the flood season is over. It will be even more difficult for us to enter this place again."

Lin Mo remained silent, but looked around.

And the sound of the ghost howling came faintly from the cave.

"Okay, as long as you have the words of a fellow daoist. Everyone follow me to the bottom of the lake. Although this place is remote, you still have to be careful not to be bumped into by passing monks, so as not to cause trouble."

"Can I let Lin take a look?"

"It's another intersection, so it won't work if it goes on like this. If there are a few more forks, two months will not be enough for us to investigate all the caves. We must act separately."

The old man surnamed Fu smiled slightly, confident.

In an instant, everyone on the field exclaimed.

The old man surnamed Fu finally made a decision, and cautiously ordered: "Otherwise, it may be too late to ask the old man to bless the divine light."

It was actually a blue flying sword, the whole body of the sword didn't go into the wall, only a small half was exposed.

Seeing that the secret technique was indeed effective, Dahan and others felt relieved, and let Mr. Fu do the same.

"It seems to be the sound of refining corpses. It seems that I should have encountered a high-level ghost."

The old man surnamed Fu said with a changed expression.

But the underground of this Yin-Yang Cave is huge, far beyond everyone's expectations.

Bai Yaoyi was taken aback.

The square-faced middle-aged man said gloomyly.

Suddenly there was a clear cry, and then the hilt of the sword began to tremble non-stop, trying to break free from the ice wall like a spirit snake.

Bai Yaoyi looked around, but sighed lightly.

The ancient demon nodded calmly.

These ghosts are all small in size and petite, but they all show their teeth and claws, and they are not afraid of death.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also flew down one after another.

When the other people heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay.

There was darkness behind him, and seven or eight ghosts were chasing and killing Lin Mo and the others.

"From the point of view of power, the owner of this flying sword should be a monk in the middle and late stage of alchemy. This is a bit strange, and this kind of monk should not be able to reach this place."

In the blink of an eye, after a burst of rippling in the lake, these monks disappeared from the lake without a trace, leaving only a breeze blowing over the lake, silent.

Obviously, Rao was an ancient demon when facing the Heaven-reaching Lingbao.

Hearing this, the expressions of the others returned to normal.

When the three of them came out of a cave empty-handed again, suddenly the Yin wind brought a scream, the sound was shrill and piercing, full of tyranny.

It is about ten feet high, and the earth walls on both sides are covered with black ice.

Bai Yaoyi smiled sweetly, flicked her jade finger, and the flying sword in her hand flew towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo grabbed the flying sword with one hand, and then took a low-level look at it.

After a while, he frowned inadvertently.

"Why, brother Lin, what did you see?"

Bai Yaoyi asked curiously.