Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Chapter 204 Xiang Zhili Reappears!
"Hey! The surface of this monument?"

Seeing the changes in the stele, the old man surnamed Fu not far away suddenly pointed to the back of the stele, showing surprise.

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows.

After sweeping his gaze over it, he saw that the back of the stele was broken piece by piece.

And in that deep crack, there is a bright blue light flashing.

"Spirit stone!"

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at the stone tablet in front of him, and then stretched out his right hand.

With a flick of a finger, several dark blue sword qi fell on the stone tablet instantly.

"Crack, click!"

Immediately, rocks flew and dust fell nearby.

Grab it lightly in front of you.

All of this confidence comes from Lin Mo's powerful strength.

Speaking of this, a trace of hesitation flashed in the weird man's eyes, and he couldn't help sighing:

His beautiful black and white eyes blinked twice, and he immediately said affirmatively.

At this moment, they had confirmed that the faint roar was indeed coming from the mountain.

The Confucian scholar in white smiled slightly, but he was confident: "Uncle Seven, don't worry, our Ye family has been planning this operation for so long, so naturally we have already considered it!"

As time went by, the entire vicinity of the nameless lake became extremely lively.

"We have been delayed in front of this archway for too long. If you and I can also go down to help them, the time for breaking the ban can be reduced by at least half."

The big-headed monster murmured depressingly, but his figure didn't move at all, without any real intention of doing anything.

Relying on the tyrannical mana, he abruptly pulled the spar out of the stele.

Afterwards, the rays of light passed by, and Xiang Zhili disappeared without a trace in the same place, as if this person had never been there before.

Seven days later, when the Ye family broke through the gate of Wanxiu, but fell into a brilliant illusion again, Lin Mo also stopped in front of a stone step.

The Confucian scholar said calmly: "We have only entered this mountain for a few days, and there is still plenty of time to spare. Haste makes waste!"

"Great Elder. We have already searched for most of the underground seals. There are already some clues. It is underground more than twenty miles away from here. Someone deliberately used phantom formations to cover up something there."

Xiang Zhili looked around for a while, and suddenly heard a faint roar. As a result, he couldn't help jumping on the stone pavilion and began to curse, with a look of bad luck on his face.

When the foot stepped on, a group of yellow clouds instantly enveloped the Poison Saint's Gate completely.

"The younger generation is not the descendant of the three elders of Kunwu's three sons, but there are indeed few people in this world who know about the elders. The younger generation happens to be one of them."

With a sound of "咻", it sank directly into Lin Mo's sleeve.

Then he coerced these people and disappeared in place.

Lin Mo didn't hesitate anymore, all his mana was condensed around his body, and then he slowly raised his right hand.

In the middle of the stele, there is a dark blue spar inlaid in it, as if it had grown in the stele.

Not only the people who did the old devil and the poisonous saint's sect, but the other monks naturally went underground after hearing this, and in a blink of an eye, there were less than half of the nearby monks.

"Third son of Kunwu, I want you to know when the price of sealing this concubine will come, heck!!!"

gone.

It looks oblong and flat, as if the entire blue stone tablet is just a thick shell of this spar.

At this moment, on the other side of the small lake, a figure suddenly emerged from the ground and galloped away towards the distance.

"This is Kunwu Mountain. Tsk tsk, the aura is really different."

"However, it took us so long just for the Gate of Ten Thousand Repairs. I'm a little worried that the next restriction will be even more troublesome."

With the sharpness of Lin Mo's sword qi alone, even the stone tablet is extraordinary, and it cannot be resisted.

Not far away, the remaining monks of the Ye family stood in a temporary formation.

A blue ground crystal tablet appeared in front of Lin Mo, with runes flowing on it, and faint blue light flashing.

After this person found no one here, he immediately flickered and escaped from the barrier with a silvery body.

The disciple was extremely respectful, and immediately took out an Earth Escape Talisman, and slapped it directly on his body.

At the same time, another Dushengmen elder suddenly said:

Suddenly, a faint blue light appeared in front of the stele out of thin air.

Blue bark.It was crystal clear, although not all of it was revealed.

With a flicker of his figure, he disappeared in place in an instant.

The ancient demon also mixed in with the Ye family and other monks, commanding a jet-black flying sword that was summoned from nowhere, attacking expressionlessly.

Using the magic circle to drive all kinds of treasures, they are desperately attacking a huge archway that is faintly visible in front of them.

"Since there are ancient fierce birds such as lions and beasts appearing on this mountain, I naturally have to be on guard."

Speaking of this, the two didn't say anything more.

Although the woman's voice was extremely gentle, Wan Xiangzhili's complexion was pale.

Among them, the most eye-catching ones are the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect standing side by side on the side of the lake.

Suddenly, a light flashed at a seemingly ordinary thick barrier.

"It's true, but every day of delay, there will be a few more high-ranking monks arriving here. What's more, if you delay for a few more days, people from the top ten sects of righteousness and demons may also intervene in this matter."

Looking at the scene in front of them, monk Hua and the others looked extremely ugly.

It screamed out loudly.

Twenty miles to the north of Xiaohu Lake, thousands of feet deep underground, there is an extremely dark and huge space, a group of dazzling lights flicker at the edge of this space, and there is an endless white light curtain below them.

The archway itself can emit thousands of rays of light by itself, and can withstand all attacks, as if it is a strange treasure in itself.

Instead, wait quietly.

And all over the place with a radius of dozens of miles, even monks in the Nascent Soul stage.More than a dozen people showed up.

At this time, this person raised his head, revealing a round face with wrinkles but small eyes.

At this time, several elders of the Poison Saint Sect were in front of them.One of the disciples was reporting something.

It was the mysterious little old man Xiang Zhili

"Come out? I have been out for tens of thousands of years. It's just that the last layer of restriction that the three elders of Kunwu used tens of thousands of people back then can't be torn apart by me alone. Otherwise, this The concubine has already gone out, and will wait until now."

The monk surnamed Hua stomped his feet with a livid face, and then flipped over with one hand, and a small yellow flag that had been prepared for a long time appeared in his hand.

Instead, he looked at a group of monks surnamed Ye in the distance.

Old Devil Gan laughed out loud, and then the five white shadows all fled downwards, submerged in the lake in a blink of an eye, without a trace.

A large piece of search light suddenly fell on Xiang Zhili from the vortex.

In an instant, after the crystal tablet trembled and turned over, its size shrank rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a half-foot-sized brick item.

This spar is several feet long.

"Haha, so that's the case. Gan has also practiced some battle techniques, and he can help the disciples of the noble family. I will take a step first."

After Xiang Zhili panicked, he immediately remembered something, and his expression regained his composure in the blink of an eye: "Most likely, the senior just broke free with a trace of consciousness, and wants to scare the junior back!"

Instead, after discussing with Lin Molue, the two immediately decided to go up the mountain along the steps.

Looking at the archway wrapped in spiritual light, the strange man couldn't help but look at the white-robed Confucian scholar, with a hint of anxiety in his expression.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Zhili's face changed greatly, and without thinking about it, the silver light all over his body turned into a ray of light and shot out.

"It's great to have a clue. We've been here for several days. If we can't find the entrance, that's the most troublesome thing!"

"Since you know it's bad luck to come here, I admire your courage if you still dare to come here."

This sound alarmed all the monks nearby.

"Senior Brother Hua, don't worry too much. We don't have late Nascent Soul cultivators in Southern Border. Even if cultivators from other sects arrive, we don't have to be afraid of anyone when the four of us join forces."

The woman mumbled a few words weakly, then giggled wildly for a while, and then her voice stopped abruptly.

Looking at the existence in front of him, Xiang Zhili foamed at the mouth and stuttered.

"Senior, you...you came out?"

This person stepped on the huge circular disc, flew towards the stone pavilion slowly, landed on the top of the stone pavilion, and stood firmly.

But when the five-color rays of light spun slightly, a huge suction force suddenly appeared out of thin air, which forced Lao Duanguang to stagnate slightly.

"Do you know that the Nine Truths Demon Subduing Formation and Tongtian Lingbao are the descendants of Kunwu's three sons?"

Immediately, the three of them hid their bodies again and flew up.

Lin Mo, who is familiar with the plot, naturally knew that the roar was the monks of the Ye family struggling to break the restriction.

While speaking, the sky above the stone pavilion twisted for a while, followed by a white vortex suspended in midair.

Although he is powerful, he can open it with great strength.

"And during these times, the clan has already collected several secret treasures that are designed to break the ban."

Obviously not extraordinary.

Immediately afterwards, a gray head stuck out, and the shaking of its head seemed a little funny.

In an instant, the blue light dissipated, and what was revealed in front of him was a sliced ​​stone tablet.

"Impossible!!! Under the suppression of the two heaven-reaching spiritual treasures, it is impossible for anyone in this world to break free from the Nine True Demon Subduing Formation. Moreover, the seal has already cracked a gap. If the senior is really out of trouble, he would have been able to leave this place long ago. Mountain. How can I continue to stay here."

But when Xiang Zhili heard this voice, he suddenly felt cold all over his body, and all his blood seemed to be stagnant.

Lin Mo took a closer look at the words on it for a few times, and suddenly his heart moved, but his face remained calm, but he made a tactic with both hands, and quickly pointed at the crystal tablet.

Not far away, Bai Yaoyi came over.

Just after Xiang Zhili stopped cursing, a sweet female voice suddenly came in his ear, the voice was soft and gentle, like a lover's call.

Behind this person, several disciples of the Poison Saint Sect in blue robes and red scarves flew out of it, chasing the fleeing monk with frightened faces.

While talking, Xiang Zhili kept looking around, looking cautious.

"The ground is indeed not a spirit stone. No one would directly use a spirit stone to make things. There are still things inscribed on it. This seems to be an inscription."

"Hmph, don't look for anything. The concubine's real body is indeed not out of trouble yet, but I won't let you ruin your once-in-a-lifetime chance to get out of trouble. Just stay here honestly for a few months."

But seeing Lin Mo's behavior in front of him, he naturally no longer mentioned this matter.

The middle-aged man surnamed Hua had a gloomy face, obviously a little uneasy.

"Third boy, how long do you think it will take to break through the door of ten thousand cultivation?"

But Lin Mo was not afraid of meeting these Ye family monks.

The disciple with the red scarf on his head.said respectfully.

Now, the strange man and the great elder of the Ye family, two great monks in the late Yuanying period, are side by side floating above a rock.

There are as many as a thousand monks gathered here.

At the same time, a middle-aged monk with a green pattern on his face heaved a sigh of relief and ordered.

"However, who is safe enough to eat and dare to open this seal. If that thing is released, do you want the whole Dajin to be buried with him?"

"Yes!"

Most of the rest of the Nascent Soul monks acted alone.Obviously, they all came here temporarily after hearing the news.

The remaining people on the ground are naturally low-level monks who do not know the art of earth escape and do not have treasures of earth escape, so they can only watch helplessly.

"Illusory Celestial Phenomenon!!"

This light curtain is not only extremely thick, but there are also layers of shocking lightning on the mask. Once someone gets close to it, there will be an extremely thick arc immediately, and it will be shot out without any politeness.

Although the two are very interested in the crystal stele.

"Let's go. This old devil is very cruel, don't let him hurt our disciples."

The old man surnamed Fu and Bai Yaoyi looked at each other.

He grabbed the top of the spar and lifted it up hard.

Lin Mo glanced at the exposed spar, and saw that there were uneven spots on the surface that failed me.

"I estimate that it will be almost the same in one day and one night, but this archway is far more troublesome than I imagined!"

Although the woman's voice was still pleasant to hear, her words suddenly became a little colder.

"It looks like I'm going to sleep for a while longer. The more monks who can come here, the better. I hope that the day I wake up will be the time when I can truly escape!"

"It's not a spirit stone. Although it looks very similar to a water-attribute spirit stone, it does not contain water-attribute spirit energy."

The Confucian scholar was unusually calm, and replied in a deep voice: "No wonder the Wanxiu Gate has such a great reputation in the past."

But in order not to affect the normal progress of the plot, Lin Mo did not intervene.

Hearing this, the big-headed eccentric looked relieved.

"So that's the case. The old man is relieved."

"That's true. No matter how fast the other Nascent Soul cultivators move, they will still have a while to break the seal and enter this mountain after arriving here!"

At the same time, in the sky above the stone pavilion not far away.

Looking at the restriction ahead, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

The luckier ones dodge, but if they can't, they can only resist. As a result, the aura of the body protectors who were all hit was flickering, and naturally no one approached rashly for a while.

But when these monks all went to look at a place on the light curtain, there was no thunder and lightning, but there were seven or eight Poison Saint disciples in blue robes and red scarves guarding there, all of them deadlocked with these monks with gloomy expressions. Don't let others get close easily.

As a result, these people were naturally scolded by the rest of the monks, but no one did it casually.

After all, the Poison Saint Sect is quite famous in southern Xinjiang, and almost ten of the monks here are local monks in southern Xinjiang, so naturally they dare not easily cause trouble.

(End of this chapter)