Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

Soon after, Lin Mo and others saw the old man again in the hall where they had received the three people that day.

The three of them came to Senior Jiang's inner room, where Senior Jiang was sitting on the Grand Master's chair with his eyes closed and meditating.

When the old man surnamed Jiang saw the three of them, he smiled and asked:

"How about it? Miss Yuan has thought it through. Are you willing to become my disciple?"

"This junior is grateful for the senior's favor, and is naturally willing to practice by his side. However, this junior has a difficult problem, and I'm afraid I can't immediately worship my senior." Yuan Yao bowed first and said thoughtfully.

"A difficult thing? Haha, tell me, I can do anything." When the old man surnamed Jiang heard that Yuan Yao was willing to become a disciple, his eyes lit up and he said confidently.

"I would like to ask. My senior said before that I could be accepted as my disciple, but I am worried that I will become a ghost forever and be unable to regain my human body. Are you confident that you can help me rebuild my human body in the future?"

Yuan Yao did not hesitate, and calmly explained in detail his desire to restore his human body.

"Haha, what's so difficult about this? It's a trivial matter. All you need is for me to open a furnace and refine a few elixirs for you, and spend some mana to expel the Yin power from your body. It will only take a few years to restore your original body. It's basically It won’t affect your practice of the Chang Yuan Clan’s magical powers.” After hearing this, the old man surnamed Jiang laughed loudly.

The matter mentioned by the old man seemed to be a trivial matter.

Senior Jiang smiled and said: "I never make false promises when I recruit disciples. You just need to practice with peace of mind."

"If this is the case, becoming my master is what I wish for. Yao'er meets the master." Yuan Yao was extremely surprised and bowed decisively again.

"Okay, good disciple, don't worry, I can still afford to wait for a few years. When will you completely recover your human body and start practicing the magical powers of the Chang Yuan clan again." The old man agreed happily, and then Between his sleeves, an invisible force suddenly lifted Yuan Yao up.

"Master has promised to return to a normal human body. The apprentice should not have mentioned anything else, but Yao'er has been dependent on Senior Sister Yanli since she was a child and loves her sisters. Can Senior accept Sister Yan as his apprentice and help her solve the problem together? The problem of the ghost body?" Yuan Yao said with red eyes after standing up.

"I have accepted you as a disciple. This is an exception. Fellow Taoist Yan said that he can no longer accept you as a disciple. But for your sake, I can help her return to a normal human body." The old man surnamed Jiang showed his face. He looked embarrassed, and after a while, he sighed and replied.

Yuan Yao wanted to ask for something more, but Yanli saluted the old man first and shook her head at Yuan Yao, signaling not to embarrass the old man again.

Yanli's words were extremely sincere, but Yuan Yao's expression was gloomy, and she finally followed her words and said nothing more.

She also understood that as an old man named Jiang, the decision she made would not be easily changed. The old man had already half agreed and was already taking good care of them. It would be unrealistic to ask for more.

Lin Mo accompanied the two women this time, but he stood quietly aside without saying a word. But he paid special attention to the old man's expression, trying to find some clues from it.

But nothing unusual was found, which made him relieved. It seems that the old man surnamed Jiang may really want to accept a disciple.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, I have something to say to you alone. Are you willing to listen?" Lin Mo was startled by a voice from the old man.

"Senior, if you have any instructions, just tell me. I will listen attentively." Lin Mo replied in the same voice.

Yuan Yao and Yan Li saw Lin Mo and the old man's lips moving slightly, but they couldn't hear the sound, so they naturally knew that they were talking using sound transmission. They looked at each other and knew not to disturb and waited quietly.

"Actually, I originally planned to accept you as my disciple, but I didn't expect that your female companion actually possesses the body of Tianyin. Now that I have accepted Yuan Yao as my disciple, I also have to prepare for the disaster, so we can't divide it any further. My heart accepts you. This is really a pity. I was originally very interested in your path of dual cultivation of law and body." The old man slowly transmitted the message and finally said with emotion.

"This shows that I am not blessed enough to be a disciple of my senior." Lin Mo was greatly surprised when he heard this, and replied respectfully after a while.

"However, you have obtained Qing Yuanzi's sword art in the human world, and used the Golden Thunder Bamboo to refine the seventy-two Qing Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords. After all, you are barely half of my disciple. In this way. Well, if you are interested in the new Qingyuan Sword Technique and the refining of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword Technique, I can teach it to you. However, you are not my true disciple, so if you want this sword technique, you must come up with it In exchange for something. You should think about it carefully." The old man said solemnly.

"New Qingyuan Sword Technique?" Lin Mo's heart moved after hearing this.

"Yes. The sword art left by Qing Yuanzi in the human world was only half completed. Later, he created the second half in the spiritual world. It can be extended to the early stage of integration. Later, due to the fusion of the Chang Yuan clan I only cultivated the spiritual body of the Chang Yuan Clan. But once it is completed, you can refine the Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Sword again, and the sword array laid out is enough to rival those in the later stages of the integration, and it will not even be inferior." The old man said with a smile.

"But I'm just a cultivator in the transformation stage, so what can I do that seniors can appreciate?" Lin Mo was greatly tempted, but still asked rationally.

"Among other things, you may still have some remaining Golden Thunder Bamboo." The old man said with narrowed eyes.

"Golden Thunder Bamboo? Senior wants this material?" Lin Mo asked in surprise.

"Yes. If you still have the Golden Thunder Bamboo materials that can be used to refine three flying swords, I will teach you new sword techniques. If you have more than three flying swords, I can personally help you refine the seventy-two flying swords. The sword flies from the mouth." The old man whispered.

"Senior is so sure, this junior must have the Golden Thunder Bamboo material." Lin Mo looked slightly surprised and said slowly.

"I can't be sure. But judging from the story of Lin Daoyou refining seventy-two Golden Thunder Bamboo Flying Swords at one time, he may still have a certain amount of Golden Thunder Bamboo in his hand. That's why I mentioned this." The old man surnamed Jiang said calmly. The ground transmits the message.

"I'm afraid I have disappointed my senior. I don't have any extra Golden Thunder Bamboo on hand. What I got back then was only enough to refine seventy-two flying swords." Lin Mo took a long breath and replied.

"No?" The old man frowned slightly, seeming a little surprised.

"Indeed. Although I have harvested the mysterious vial and the Golden Thunder Bamboo Spiritual Root, the evil-repelling divine thunder required for the seventy-two flying swords has been enough over the years, and there are countless other places that need the mysterious vial." Lin Mo He smiled bitterly.

What he said was true.

Although I have the mysterious vial and the Golden Thunder Bamboo Spiritual Root in my hand, the evil-dispelling thunder contained in the seventy-two flying swords has been enough for many years, while there are countless other places where the mysterious vial is needed. Therefore, he never cultivated any redundant golden thunder bamboos. At this moment, the old man suddenly proposed the exchange of golden thunder bamboos. Although he was moved, he had no choice but to refuse.

The old man stared at Lin Mo for a moment, but found no clues from his calm face, and said softly: "Without the Golden Thunder Bamboo, I cannot teach you the sword skills. However, when I collected the Golden Thunder Bamboo, I should have gained a lot. Bamboo leaves of Golden Thunder Bamboo."

Lin Mo asked hesitantly: "Senior Jiang, why do you value my Golden Thunder Bamboo so much? Does it have a special effect in sword refining?"

Senior Jiang nodded and said: "That's right! This golden thunder bamboo is full of spiritual energy and can be called a thousand-year-old sacred bamboo that is rare in a hundred years. It can help me refine the legendary seventy-two golden thunder swords! If you and I each use it, It can greatly enhance your strength, it can be said that you can achieve multiple things with one stone!" Lin Mo couldn't help but be shaken when he heard what he said. He asked: "Seventy-two golden thunder swords? Is it true? How many swords can you make from these golden thunder bamboos?"

Senior Jiang laughed loudly, looking enigmatic.

Senior Jiang explained: "The Seventy-Two Golden Thunder Swords are ancient divine swords, and each handle is comparable to an immortal weapon! To refine it, this person must do it himself, and a large amount of Golden Thunder Bamboo is also required to melt it. This batch of bamboo The quality is very good, and more than three swords can be used to refine more than ten swords. If you bring it, I can help you refine seven or eight golden thunder swords, or a golden thunder sword with endless black and yellow sword energy!"

When Lin Mo heard what he said, his heart moved. If he could get a few Golden Thunder Swords, his strength would surely leap forward! But he really didn't have the three Golden Thunder Bamboos.

The old man seemed to have remembered something, and finally mentioned the leaves of Golden Thunder Bamboo.

"Junior has indeed collected a lot. These items are extremely strange. They are neither gold nor wood. Their use has never been found, but they also look unusual, so they should be kept properly." Lin Mo replied hesitantly.

"Very good. Since you don't have Golden Thunder Bamboo, give these leaves to me, and I can teach you the sword technique and the refining method. As for helping you refine the flying sword personally, there is nothing I can do. Are you willing?" The old man looked at me. He asked with a hint of joy in his heart.

"Yes." Lin Mo replied without hesitation.

Although he knew that these Golden Thunder Bamboo leaves must be used for other purposes, otherwise the other party would not ask for them. But he was naturally willing to exchange some unknown items for huge benefits.

Lin Mo flicked the storage bracelet, green light flashed, and two light green wooden boxes appeared in his hand.

Immediately, he shook slightly, and the wooden box flew to the opposite side.

The old man's expression remained unchanged, his eyes flickered, and the wooden box came to him, strangely suspended in mid-air.

The box lid made two "puff" sounds, and then opened automatically in the white light, revealing golden bamboo leaves.

"Sure enough, it's the Golden Thunder Bamboo Leaf." After scanning the contents of the box, the old man immediately identified the authenticity with a look of satisfaction on his face.

He waved his sleeves, and the two wooden boxes closed again and disappeared into the air.

Then, with a flick of his finger, a white light shot towards Lin Mo.

Lin Mo grabbed it, and the white light fell into his hand. It turned out to be a white jade slip.

"The new sword formula and the refining method have been input into it. You can study it first. Don't say that I am deceiving you." The old man said with a smile.

"Junior dare not." Lin Mo took the jade slip and took a look. He saw countless sword shadows carved on the slip. Each sword movement contained the truth of heaven and earth, which fascinated him.

But then I realized that now was not the time for enlightenment.

"This jade slip has placed a restriction on me. Without my consent, others cannot peep into its secrets. You can keep it safely and wait until you have enough time to slowly understand it." The old man warned.

Lin Mo thanked her repeatedly and carefully put the jade slip into his arms. He was extremely excited and couldn't wait to learn more about the magic of this Destruction Sword Technique.

The old man nodded.

"The leaves have been handed over to the seniors. Can the seniors tell me what these leaves are used for? It will also give the juniors some insight." Lin Mo couldn't help but ask.

"Haha, fellow Daoist Lin, don't worry, these leaves are enough for me. I will no longer covet the part you left. Few people know it among the human race, but it is known to everyone among the Changyuan tribe. These golden thunder bamboo leaves It has two uses. One is to refine the golden gang magic-killing thunder, which is as powerful as the evil-proof divine thunder. It is a powerful weapon for us to deal with extraterrestrial demons after Mahayana. The other use is that these bamboo leaves can be taken by some spiritual insects. And there is a high chance of mutation. Of course, this requires a large number of Golden Thunder Bamboo Leaves." The old man told Lin Mo without reservation.

"What is the extraterrestrial demon?" Lin Mo was a little confused.

"The extraterrestrial devil can be said to be similar to the thunder tribulation of our monks. The difference is that the thunder tribulation of our monks is usually fixed.

It happens periodically, and the extraterrestrial devil is a kind of tribulation that post-Mahayana monks may face at any time. They are invisible and colorless, just like inner demons, but more terrifying than inner demons. Normally, we Mahayana monks will be affected by it when our magic power is weak or our mental state is unstable. Once unable to resist, the physical body collapses, the soul of the soul is defiled, and becomes one of them. I need the Golden Thunder Bamboo leaves to refine the Golden Gang Demon-Destroying Thunder to prevent the invasion of demons from outside the territory after the calamity. "The old man was in a good mood and talked a lot.

Lin Mo looked thoughtful, especially when he heard that the leaves of the Golden Thunder Bamboo had a mutating effect on spiritual insects, his heart was even more agitated.

"By the way, do you plan to live here for a long time, Fellow Daoist Lin?" The old man suddenly stopped transmitting messages and asked in normal language.

"The yin energy here is too heavy, which is not suitable for me to practice for a long time. Besides, there are some things that need to be dealt with outside, so I can't stay here for too long." Lin Mo replied hesitantly.

Hearing Lin Mo's answer, Yuan Yao's face turned slightly pale, but she quickly regained her composure.

Except for Yanli, no one else noticed anything strange about her.

A strange expression flashed in Yanli's eyes, but she quickly calmed down.

"Oh, if that's the case. Have you found a way to leave this space?" The old man looked at Lin Mo and smiled.

"Junior hasn't found it yet." Lin Mo touched his nose awkwardly and answered truthfully.

"Haha, then you don't need to bother looking. Although I can't leave this space, I can help you leave. In a few days, I will personally cast a spell to send you away." The old man said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior." Lin Mo replied happily.

"However, it's not free for me to help you leave. I need to make another deal with you." The old man's words came again, breaking Lin Mo's joy.

"Make another deal?" Lin Mo was stunned for a moment. (End of chapter)