Unlike other palaces and pavilions, the Shenbing Pavilion is not built on the top of a mountain, but is located in a wide canyon in the southern mountains of the sect.
The environment here is somewhat special. It is located next to a high-quality underground fire vein. The ancestors of the sect set up numerous magic circles around it, completely restraining and utilizing it, making it an excellent place for the sect to refine weapons. On the ground, several magnificent halls were built as the place where the Shenbing Pavilion handles daily affairs.
At this moment, on the square in front of the main hall, countless disciples were flying in and out, walking in and out of the main hall, making it a bustling and lively scene.
However, at this moment, a burst of exclamation was suddenly heard, which instantly attracted the attention of countless disciples.
Everyone looked up following the sound, only to see a crimson flying boat more than ten feet long with an unusually exquisite and luxurious appearance approaching quickly, and hovering over the square in the blink of an eye.
"Where did the flying magic weapon come from? I haven't seen it before..." Someone quickly reacted and whispered.
"That's right, the magical weapon cannot have such power at all. Who is it? It seems that the sect has never heard that the flying magic weapon of that elder is crimson..."
"Then who knows, maybe some elder bought it newly..."
"..."
On the flying boat, in the hall on the attic level.
At this time, Mo Juren is sitting upright, thinking about the next action in his mind. This time he not only has to fight, but also has to fight beautifully, and it is best to make it known to everyone.
Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys? Without the monkeys as an audience, the effect will not be ideal.
While he was thinking, Qi Yunxiao at the window suddenly flashed his eyes and reminded urgently: "Senior, I saw Yang Xiong, just above the square."
"Oh!" Mo Juren's expression moved, and he ducked to the window. Following the other party's guidance, he happened to see a 'unique' man standing in the square below.
He appears to be in his early twenties, with fair skin, handsome appearance, and a feminine temperament. He is wearing a moon-white brocade robe with a purple silk ribbon tied around his waist. He is shaking gently with a folding fan in his hand, making him look like a rich man. p>
The man is not just alone, but he is also accompanied by two female cultivators who look very similar and are pretty and beautiful. They are actually a pair of twins.
Although the two women have the same appearance, their temperaments are completely different. One is as tender as water, and the other is as cold as ice. They are respectively wearing red and blue slim-fitting long skirts, which set off their beautiful figures, and their backs are slanted.
Carrying a sheathed long sword on his back, the golden sword tassels swayed in the wind, making him appear heroic.
At this time, the three people were obviously attracted by the red flying boat that suddenly appeared in mid-air, and they stood there watching with interest.
"Interesting!" Looking at such a 'coquettish' guy, Mo Juren couldn't help but laugh. However, since he met Yang Xiong here, it was a good opportunity.
As he flipped his palm, a ball of silver light emerged. It was one of the several magic weapons he had bought at the Tianxing City auction, the Silver Star Cord. This weapon had no offensive properties, but it had a strong ability to trap enemies. With a thought in his mind, the Silver Star Cord directly turned into a silvery-white brilliance and flew out of the window, appearing in the sky above the heads of Yang Xiong and the others in a flash.
"No..." Yang Xiong suddenly realized that this was coming for him, and ran away without even thinking.
It's a pity that he, a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, is no match for a powerful pill-forming man. His waist suddenly tightened, and a strange force poured into his dantian, instantly sealing his mana, and then he was shot high into the sky.
The two maids carrying swords beside him were no exception. They were all captured together and soared into the air towards the flying boat.
"Uncle..." At this time, Yang Xiong didn't look like a handsome young man at all. The folding fan had already fallen off, and there was a look of extreme horror on his face.
The opponent was too strong and far beyond what he could contend with. In desperation, he could only ask his uncle in the Shenbing Pavilion for help.
Unexpectedly, the power was so weird that it even blocked his voice, making him unable to shout at all. In this way, the three of them could only watch as they were photographed towards the flying boat, but there was nothing they could do about it.
"What's going on, actually attacking Yang Xiong directly..."
"Yes, he is Elder Yang's nephew. If you attack him, wouldn't it mean that you are slapping him in the face..."
"This guy relies on Elder Yang's power and is usually very arrogant. I have long disliked him. Now that he is captured by this strange senior, he deserves it..."
"Keep your voice down, don't let Elder Yang hear it, otherwise I will cause trouble for you..."
"What are you afraid of? I'm not talking nonsense. What's more, if he, a senior in the Danjie stage, brings trouble to me, wouldn't he be bullying the younger ones? The other elders in the sect will not ignore it..."
"There's something good to watch now..."
"..."
Seeing that Yang Xiong was suddenly taken away, the square seemed to explode. It instantly became lively and people started talking.
There is nothing to be afraid of. This mysterious senior must be a monk of our sect. Otherwise, he would not be able to appear here. And since he is a member of our sect, it is a personal enmity and cannot be implicated in them.
Therefore, everyone is happy to watch the fun.
In the lobby on the first floor, only a few plops were heard, and the three people bound by the silver star ropes all fell to the floor. At this time, Yang Xiong just saw who the enemy was. It turned out to be a man wearing a large black brocade robe with a handsome face.
A middle-aged man who is a little strange, yet a little familiar.
Apart from each other, the other two people are very familiar with each other, whether it is Qi Yunxiao or Feng Yue.
Wrong? It’s him!
Suddenly, Yang Xiong suddenly thought of something. When he looked at the middle-aged man again, there was unconcealable shock in his eyes.
"You...it's you...you're back!"
"It seems that you have really investigated me and recognized me so quickly." Mo Juren sneered.
"Mo... Lord Mo, have mercy on me, this junior realizes my mistake." At this time, Yang Xiong had already realized that the other party must have known everything. Moreover, he was obviously a monk in the pill formation stage, so how could he be able to deal with it. p>
It is the wisest choice for a good man not to suffer immediate losses but to beg for mercy quickly.
"Oh, you admitted your mistake so quickly!" Mo Juren raised the corner of his mouth slightly and asked,
"Then tell me, where are the mistakes?"
"It's all because the juniors are greedy and covet the huge interests of the Tianhua Building under the seniors' name, so they secretly planned everything. For the sake of the Yang family, please let the juniors live."
"Are you greedy yourself, and no one else?" Hearing the other party's explanation, Mo Juren couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. A monk in the middle stage of foundation building has such courage, even the devil can't believe it?
"No, absolutely not..." Yang Xiong's face changed slightly and he continued to defend,
"It's all junior's fault. I just hope that you, senior, will not forget the villain's fault and spare this junior. Moreover, I just made a test, and further actions have not started yet, and no damage has been caused to Tianhua Building.
. Please also look at the Yang family and for the sake of our ancestors, give this junior a chance to change his ways. In order to express his apology, this junior will also try his best to make some amends."
"Threat me!" They moved out of the Yang family one after another, and even the ancestors of the Yang family, the threat was self-evident. Unfortunately, Mo Juren did not accept this at all, and said again,
"Yang Xiong, Yang Xiong, are you really smart, or are you pretending to be a fool? You think Mo is easy to cheat, right? You know whether it is your own idea. What do you think, do you want Mo to search your soul?
Everything is natural and clear."
"No, senior, please forgive me, I really didn't lie." When Yang Xiong heard that the soul was to be searched, Yang Xiong was shocked. If he were to be searched once, he would probably become an idiot, and it would be no different from death.
This person really refuses to take either soft or hard advice. He knows the background behind him but still shows no signs of relaxing. It really makes him helpless.
At this time, he could only place his hope on his uncle in the Shenbing Pavilion. On the square, he was arrested in front of everyone. He must not be able to hide it. He only hoped that someone could report the news in time, otherwise, he would really
I can only confess.
"Why, you want to wait for someone else to tip off the news?" Mo Juren seemed to have seen the other person's thoughts, but he was not anxious at all.
The opponent is just a small character and can be manipulated at any time. It makes no difference whether he moves or not. The real purpose of his trip is to scare the monkeys and establish his authority. Therefore, Yang Wanshan is the only target.
"Junior dare not, but my uncle is indeed inside the Shenbing Pavilion. There was such a big movement just now, so naturally it is impossible to hide it from him."
"Yes, I can't hide it. However, there is no need for others to notify me. Mo can just do it himself."
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At this time, inside the Shenbing Pavilion, in a certain room, a silver-haired old man was sitting cross-legged. Suddenly, as if he sensed something, his eyes suddenly opened and he turned to look in the direction of the window.
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"Yang Wanshan, get out of here..." A thunderous cold shout came into the room. The old man was startled for a moment, and the next moment, fierce murderous intent suddenly burst out from his eyes.
"Looking for death..." He shouted in a low voice, and then turned into a ray of fire and shot out the window.
"Where do these madmen come from and dare to come to the Shenbing Pavilion to act wild!" Above the square, the old man had stopped and looked at the red flying boat hovering in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.
As a late-stage pill-forming monk and a master of weapon refining, he has always been respected by others. Now that he is shouted at like this, the anger in his heart is soaring to the sky.
Looking at the flying boat, there is no doubt that its owner is a monk in the Danjie stage. However, no monk in the sect seems to have such a flying magic weapon, and no one outside the sect has the courage to come here and cause trouble.
Who could it be?
Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind, but began to think hard.
Not long after he finished speaking, the wooden door of the attic on the first floor slowly opened, and three figures stepped out.
The moment he saw the three people, Yang Wanshan felt a chill in his heart.
It's him!
He actually came back and became a monk in the Dan Formation Stage!
Obviously, not only Qi Yunxiao and Feng Yue, he also knows the leader Mo Juren very well.
Almost instantly, he understood everything, especially when he saw the two people behind him, he became even more certain that the other party was here to cause trouble.
However, I have just broken through to the early stage of pill formation. How dare you be so arrogant? I really don’t know how to write the word death?
"Who are you? Why are you making such a fool of yourself here? Do you take our Yuling Sect seriously?"
"Interesting!" Mo Juren couldn't help but sneered after hearing the other party's inquiry.
"Pretend to be ignorant while pretending to be ignorant, Yang Wanshan, you are quite capable of acting."
"Yang can't understand what you are saying."
"Tsk, tsk, the Yang family in Tianluo Kingdom is quite famous, and Mr. Yang is even more respected as a fairy. But I didn't expect that his descendants would be so unscrupulous. They are all in the late stage of forming pills and even use some dirty tricks to plot against others.
You've done it and you still don't admit it? You are so despicable and dirty, does your old man know?"
"Shut up, you are slandering our ancestors and seeking death..." Words are like daggers. After all, Yang Wanshan is a late-stage pill-forming monk and he also wants to face shame. How could he hold back being ridiculed and insulted like this? He immediately shouted angrily.
"You are the one seeking death..." Before he could finish his words, Mo Juren interrupted him coldly. At the same time, he flipped his palm and a half-foot-long golden awl emerged.
This is also one of the several magic weapons he auctioned in Tianxing City. The golden light cone is made from the single horn on the head of the seventh-level monster Golden Horned Monitor. Although the quality is only average, its power is pure.
, focuses on attack and has strong armor-breaking ability.
The magic weapon was activated in an instant, and without any hesitation, he immediately threw it into the air. The golden cone burst out with a rich golden brilliance, like lightning, and shot straight towards the old man.
"You..." Yang Wanshan never expected that the other party would be so violent and would strike at the slightest disagreement.
However, when he saw the flying golden light, he was not afraid at all. A black light flashed in his hand, but it turned out to be a small black shield the size of a palm.
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"Go..."
With a low cry, he threw out the small shield without hesitation, and it instantly grew into the wind, becoming one foot long and wide, and in an instant it collided with the incoming golden cone.
"Eh!" Yang Wanshan was startled. His black iron shield is a high-quality magic weapon. The main body is made of the high-grade spiritual material black iron, plus a large amount of iron essence, and some other rare materials. It has extremely high
Strong defensive capabilities.
However, at the moment when the magic weapons were attacking each other, he actually felt that the black iron shield was slightly damaged.
"What kind of material is that golden cone made of, so that it has such a powerful armor-breaking ability?" Yang Wanshan thought secretly in his heart, but he didn't worry too much. Instead, he quickly pinched the seal with both hands, and the surface of the small black shield suddenly suddenly
The black light circulated, and a thick black light film quickly condensed, instantly increasing the thickness of the small shield by more than twice.
It's strange to say that I don't know what the black light film is, but the golden cone is stuck on it, and there is a faint feeling of stagnation.
Seeing this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. Although this kind of magic weapon is mainly sharp, its armor-breaking ability is first-rate, but it is extremely easy to be targeted. And his black iron shield had such considerations when refining it, and condensed it.
The resulting Baoguang just restrains the opponent.
"Showing off magic weapons in front of me is underestimating your own capabilities!" A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Wanshan's eyes. As a well-known weapon refining master, you don't want too many magic weapons.
However, at this moment, a message suddenly sounded in his ears. After hearing it, his face suddenly changed and he said gloomily:
"My surname is Mo, you are already a monk at the Dan-formation stage after all. How shameless are you to attack a junior like my nephew?"