Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

"Little uncle, these bastards have drugged us and sealed our dantian, and now we can't transfer our spiritual power at all, what should we do?"

Mo Yu put one hand on the shoulder of a disciple next to him, and used his mental power to expel all the medicine from his body.

The disciple only felt a refreshing force flowing along the meridians in his body, and soon, his control over spiritual power returned.

The disciple was overwhelmed with surprise, stood up, and his spiritual power circulated in a circle, all the exhaustion and discomfort all over his body were swept away.

"My strength is back!" He smiled excitedly, almost jumping up on the spot.

He looked at Mo Yu in amazement, "How did you do it?"

Mo Yu waved his hand, "It can be forced out with mental power, whoever has stronger mental power among you can try it yourself, come on, next one."

Can mental power have such a wonderful thing?
The disciples looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's not that they haven't tried it, but their mental power is scum, weak and weak, and it's not much use at all.

Mo Yu actually did it!
No wonder the sect master accepted her as his personal disciple, it was worth it!
There were more than a dozen people here, and Mo Yu used his mental power to dispel the medicine one by one.

This consumption is just a drop in the bucket for her, but it is still quite tiring.

Mo Yu yawned and felt a little sleepy. After everything was over, he waved to everyone and walked towards the iron gate.

"I'm going to a few places, you can play by yourself."

The disciple behind her stopped her, "Uncle, there is a special magic spell on the iron door, it is difficult to open..."

Before they could finish their sentence, they saw that the iron door that was originally closed opened with a creak.

Mo Yu opened the door and sank into the darkness without looking back, leaving only the disciples staring.

Finally someone came to his senses, "We...is it true that the one who saved us just now was a junior uncle who only had an entry-level third-rank cultivation?"

"Also, how did the door open?"

Everyone's breathing was a little short, and it took a long time before they gave a thumbs up.

"Now I finally know why the suzerain and his old man want to accept the junior martial uncle as his disciple. It turns out that the junior martial uncle is the real evildoer who hides!"

When Mo Yu walked out of the dungeon, he found out that there were disciples from the Xuanyin Palace coming over with his mental strength, so he calmly dealt with all seven or eight of them.

She can quietly appear behind these people, piercing their chest with a sword, easily.

After the person was settled, she remembered a very important thing.

She is completely unfamiliar with this sect.

She could only continue to use her mental power to investigate, and she easily came to check in under the big tree on the back mountain of Xuanyin Temple.

[Ding dong!Your check-in task has been completed, congratulations on getting a Baiyan Flying Boat. 】

She turned her palm over, and there was a small and exquisite boat model in her palm.

This seems to be just a model, but it is actually an earth-level spiritual weapon.

This is an aircraft that can be used for long-distance travel, and its speed is comparable to the full gallop of a powerhouse in the transformation stage.

Although the quality is mediocre, once it is driven, even the powerhouses in the transformation stage can't catch up. It seems that it is quite useful for running.

Mo Yu casually pocketed it and continued to check in.

Having just arrived at the door of the disciple's residence in Xuanyin Palace, Mo Yu leisurely prepared to escape when he heard the feedback from the system.

Suddenly, the ground trembled.

rumbling~
There was a violent roar.

The whole mountain was shaking.

Mo Yu could hardly stand still, only feeling dizzy for a while.

The lights in the disciple's residence were quickly turned on, and the disciples ran around and left the building quickly.

"What's going on? Are there strong men fighting?"

"It doesn't sound like a fight, the ground is shaking! It's moving again! Run!"

"Stay away from the building, be careful!"

At some point, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, and the clouds rolled over, as if it was a sign of heavy rain.

Mo Yu wiped off his cold sweat, and now the entire sect's disciples are like frightened birds, running around in disheveled clothes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, she knocked out a disciple and put the Zongmen costume on her body, mixed with the crowd and ran towards the main hall.

The disciples of all the sects are similar. Whenever they encounter something, they will go to the elders and suzerain of the sect as soon as possible.

On the way, they experienced three more waves of earthquakes.

The intensity of the earthquake was getting stronger and stronger. During the second wave of earthquakes, the residences of the disciples in the Zongmen collapsed directly.

The leaves in the Zongmen were uprooted and broken, and a crack was opened on the ground.

Some strong disciples flew directly with their swords, and they could see clearly when they were in mid-air.

It was a catastrophe.

A nearby mountain split apart in the earthquake and collapsed with a bang, and the wailing of the disciples continued.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Mo Yu went to check in at the gate of the palace, and then used his mental power to find the location of the disciples of the sect.

Fortunately, they had already been released from prison before the earthquake.

She has already dealt with all the Xuanyin Palace disciples guarding outside. These disciples are running around like headless chickens.

They had just recovered their cultivation, and they couldn't fly with their swords, which was really out of line.

It was night, and the panicked Xuanyin Palace disciples didn't even notice the prisoners who had run out.

[Ding dong!Your sign-in task has been completed, congratulations on obtaining a [-]% cultivation base of the Sovereign of the Xuanyin Palace. 】

After the voice fell, Mo Yu could only feel the warmth in his body, and the spiritual power was transforming his whole body.

But now that he couldn't take care of so much, Mo Yu drove the Baiyan flying boat.

Under the urging of spiritual power, this small aircraft gradually grew larger, and it has expanded to five meters. It is still white, and it quickly attracted the attention of others at night.

Mo Yu quickly boarded the boat, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

At this time, there was another shaking from the whole mountain. The violent shaking made everyone feel that their feet were sinking. What was even more terrifying was that the mountain they were on was about to collapse.

Some disciples with relatively low cultivation levels couldn't fly with a sword at all, so they could only desperately grab everything around them and try to stabilize their bodies as much as possible.

The disciples of the Tuoyue Sect were also very desperate. They never thought that such a thing would happen to a sect as big as the Xuanyin Palace.

Suddenly at this moment, they only felt that the top of their heads was shrouded in shadows.

Looking up, they heard Mo Yu's voice clearly reaching their ears.

"Quick, come up."

What a lifesaver!
Little Martial Uncle, you are my God!
A group of people boarded the flying boat, and Mo Yu controlled it, and flew into the clouds.

This flying boat can also prevent lightning strikes.

Everyone lowered their heads and looked down, trembling with fear.

The rumbling hum continued, and the earthquake continued.

Another mountain peak was about to collapse with a bang, and the desperate screams of the disciples continued.