Chapter Three Hundred and One Swordsmanship Formation and Lian Feihua
Mo Juren's fame in Tiannan is getting bigger and bigger, which has advantages and disadvantages. At least anything about him will be known to everyone in a very short period of time.
Three years ago, he made a big fuss in the Shenbing Pavilion. He used his cultivation in the early stage of pill formation to rival the monks in the later stages of pill formation. Today, he single-handedly killed three of the four sons of Taiyue.
How could such an incredible achievement be concealed? I'm afraid he has already been on the right path's priority list.
At least in the eyes of the righteous, since such a monster-like figure is destined to be an enemy rather than a friend, it would be the best thing to get rid of him quickly.
Monks in the Nascent Soul stage may have some scruples. After all, it is taboo to bully others' outstanding juniors, at least on the surface, we can't do this.
We are not all casual cultivators, so we still have to abide by some necessary bottom lines.
However, it doesn't matter secretly. There are ways to specifically target it. Especially if you know how powerful it is, then if you don't take action, you must be well prepared.
Gu Ying thought about what happened today. When Mo Xiaosheng returns to the camp, it will probably spread soon. By then, the righteous party, especially Haoran Pavilion, will pay more attention to Mo Juren.
When I think of this, the guilt in my heart becomes more and more intense, and I feel that I have brought this trouble to the other party.
Of course, this has nothing to do with Gu Ying directly. Without what happened today, Zhengdao would not be any less kind to him.
Mo Juren didn't know what Gu Ying was thinking at the moment, but remained silent, carefully considering Gu Xing's reminder.
I have to say that he really needs to pay attention to this. Although he is not afraid of the peak monks in the late stage of pill formation, it does not mean that he is truly invincible. If there are a few more, it will be a bit troublesome.
Of course, with his cautious character, it is not easy for the other party to play tricks and set up a trap in advance to fool him.
In short, you do need to be careful at this time, but there is no need to be turbulent, just act according to the situation.
Time passed slowly, until it got dark, and everyone stopped talking and returned to their homes.
Only then did Mo Juren remember that he had no place to live.
This was not difficult. There were many separate courtyards built in the central area of the camp, all of which were prepared for the monks in the alchemy stage. Then, under the guidance of Bai Yuan, he chose one.
The sect's treatment of the monks in the alchemy stage is really good. Each individual courtyard is built to be particularly exquisite. Not only is the internal design and layout very careful, there is even a formation outside the courtyard, which greatly enhances privacy. In comparison, the disciples in the foundation building period are far behind. Without exception, they all have separate stone houses side by side, without any formations. Probably the only advantage is that the space in the stone houses is okay, and they will not be too oppressive. After sending Bai Yuan away, Mo Juren did not rest immediately, but looked carefully inside and outside the house.
There are not many rooms, only a few, but they are very complete, including bedrooms, secret rooms, and living rooms. The yard is also very clean, with stone tables and benches in the center, and a small small courtyard is specially built near one side.
Medicine Garden.
This is a battlefield after all, and it’s pretty good to be able to do this...
Mo Juren was very satisfied, but after observing for a while, he still felt that there was something wrong with it. When he looked at the light curtain formed by the formation above the courtyard, he suddenly realized it.
After all, this formation is still a little short of the mark and cannot meet his requirements. It just so happens that I brought a lot of high-quality formations with me this time, so I can build a new one inside.
He did as he was told, directly patted the Wanhun Gourd, took out a green wooden box, and without hesitation, opened it and began to arrange it.
Of course, there is no need to reverse the powerful formation like the Five Elements Formation. I only chose a set of 'Blue Water and Blue Armor Formation', which just complements the original formation.
The moment the arrangement was completed, the originally white light curtain gradually began to change, and a layer of cyan appeared faintly.
Mo Juren couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction, and then took another step towards the living room.
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The war has been going on. The Righteous Dao Haoran Pavilion and the Demonic Dao Yuling Sect have invested more and more strength in the front line. Coupled with the assistance of their respective allies, the number of monks in the Dan Formation Stage alone on both sides of the front line has exceeded 200. In the Foundation Establishment Stage,
There are countless disciples.
With such a huge scale, the fighting between each other became more and more fierce. Especially among the disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage, there were countless casualties. Even the monks in the Pill Formation stage also lost many lives.
This result caused great pain to both parties. Unfortunately, they were already red-blooded and it was impossible to stop. Taking a step back would be immeasurable losses.
Not only Lingfeng Kingdom, but also Zhenyang Kingdom and Tianyuan Kingdom are not much better, especially Tianyuan Kingdom, which is the first of many medium-sized countries, with vast resources and area compared to the two large countries of Tianluo Kingdom and Fengdu Kingdom.
Not much different.
Anyone would salivate for such a piece of fat. In order to compete for this country, the Taizhen Sect and the Hehuan Sect even sent out the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
A year later, deep in the Red Sand Wasteland, in a valley.
At this time, Mo Juren was suspended in the air, his sword light circling and dancing, emitting bursts of dark white cold air from time to time.
Somewhere below, a burly, rough-faced middle-aged man collapsed beside a boulder with a blue face. His whole body was covered with a layer of strange frost, and his chest was stained red with blood.
Nearby ground.
"You... you are... Mo Juren! You... are so secretive that you don't even dare to show your true face to others. You are... despicable!" The big man was so angry at this time that he was clearly on his last legs, but his eyes were full of unwillingness.
If he had known earlier that he was facing this person, he would never have been so careless and wasted his life.
When Mo Juren killed the four sons of Taiyue, the detailed information had long been spread in the Zhengdao camp. As a monk in the Danjie stage, he naturally had backup.
Everyone has a consensus that this person is too evil and invincible. If you encounter him, you will hide if you can. Fortunately, in this year, I haven't heard of him taking action.
However, who would have thought that Mo Juren, who was so famous, would wear a human skin mask? If he hadn't used the flying sword in the end, he would have been unable to recognize him until his death.
Isn't this a trap? I think many of the comrades who died during the Dan Formation Stage this year were tricked to death by the other party.
"Why do you need to say so much when you are about to die?" Mo Juren looked indifferent, waved his arm gently, and the Ice Soul Xuanjing Sword directly turned into a white light, and slashed straight towards the opponent...
A moment later, as a ray of fire lit up, everything disappeared completely. Mo Juren, who had cleaned up the whole thing, did not stop at all, and directly turned into a ray of light and flew away through the sky.
After flying for a distance of about a hundred miles, Mo Juren stopped escaping the light, let go of his consciousness and sensed it carefully for a moment, and found that the battle was still going on in the battlefield.
However, he did not choose to go there, but returned directly towards the camp.
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Walking into his courtyard, Mo Juren didn't pause at all and headed directly towards the location of the secret room.
The secret room was very ordinary, nothing unusual. He just glanced at it, and then a yellow light flashed around his body, sinking deep into the ground, and instantly disappeared.
The Yushi Earth Escape Technique continued downward until it reached a depth of more than a thousand feet. He suddenly broke out of the soil layer, passed through a layer of light curtain, and then entered a vast space. In an instant, an extreme wave of
The cold air came rushing in.
This is a world of ice and snow, with cold air everywhere, covering the roof and walls of the cave with a thick layer of frost. However, in the central area above the ground, a large amount of black ice is evenly arranged in a hexagonal shape.
, vaguely forming a certain formation.
Before walking to the formation, Mo Juren checked it carefully, and then with a thought, two sword lights flew out, just hovering in mid-air above the formation.
At the same time, his hands quickly formed seals and fired a stream of mana towards a certain position in the formation. Suddenly, endless cold air emerged from the formation and poured in crazily towards the two flying swords in mid-air.
At this time, Mo Juren nodded with satisfaction. He felt even more emotional. The sword-nurturing method mentioned in the jade slip had an amazing effect. With the help of the formation, in just one year, one of the ice souls had been transformed.
The cold level of the Xuanjing Sword has increased tenfold, reaching the thousand-year level.
Of course, the loss is not small. The large amount of thousands of years of Xuan Bing that was originally mined from the depths of the Extreme Xuan Ice Eye has now been consumed by nearly one-third. As the level of the Ice Soul Xuan Crystal Sword increases, Xuan Bing
The cold effect contained in it has become weaker and weaker.
According to his estimation, if most of the remaining Xuan Bing could only upgrade one flying sword alone, let alone three thousand years, it is estimated that two thousand years would be enough. It is very likely that a few hundred years of improvement on the original basis would be the limit.
Therefore, he had to make a choice, should he cultivate one handle alone or replace it with the other two handles?
After a brief thought, he chose the latter. One flying sword would have little effect after a few hundred years, but if replaced with two other swords, the remaining black ice might push them all to the thousand-year level.
In this way, three flying swords containing thousands of years of cold energy can jointly defend against enemies and exert greater power.
After retracting his thoughts, Mo Juren did not stop here, but flashed again and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a while, he had returned to the ground, walked to the stone table outside, made a cup of spiritual tea and started to drink it himself.
Looking back on the experience of this year, it was extremely fulfilling. He did not go to the small-scale battles, but went to the monthly large-scale battles several times. The number of monks in the Danjie stage who died in his hands reached five, plus the ones just now
The performance of the four sons of Taiyue when they arrived was terrifying.
However, due to his low profile, he would show off his unfamiliar face every time he participated in a battle. As a result, except for a few people close to him and Dongmen Yue, who was responsible for recording his military exploits, no one else knew about it...
Speaking of the fourth son of Taiyue, he was even more depressed. According to his estimation, the escaped Mo Xiaosheng should be looking for an opportunity to seek revenge on him soon after he returned. Unexpectedly, he was completely wrong. Since that guy returned to the camp
After that, it didn’t take long for him to leave the front line and hide in the rear area, and he never left for a whole year.
Afraid? Want to give up revenge?
Mo Juren thought about it and felt that it was unlikely.
If you kill three brothers in a row, you will definitely not give up. And if this is not the case, then there is only one possibility: the other party must be holding back some big move.
The other person is Liu Chengfeng, who has been on the front line. However, he found out that this person had been in seclusion before he arrived, and he has not come out until now. He probably doesn't even know about his arrival. p>
It is precisely because of this that his year was not only fulfilling, but also very comfortable.
While I was thinking, suddenly, the light curtain at the courtyard door suddenly rippled, and the next moment, two figures walked in side by side.
"Brother Mo, you're back!" The two people who came in were none other than Han Yunzhi and Lian Feihua, an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
A year later, the Tianhualou branch in Songzhou was on the right track, and Han Yunzhi naturally chose to leave. Not only her, but Gu Ying who went to take charge also returned to the front line.
Fortunately for Feihua, the other party actually appeared here, which was a bit beyond his expectation.
The moment he saw Mo Juren, Han Yunzhi was overjoyed. Today was a large-scale battle, and even though he knew the opponent was powerful, he still couldn't help but worry.
"I just came back not long ago, I feel sorry for my junior sister, why did you come here?"
"Why, are you surprised to see me, Brother Mo?" Lian Feihua still had the same bold character, and did not become cautious because of his increased strength. She walked slowly closer and asked with a chuckle.
"I really didn't expect..." Mo Juren nodded, but his heart suddenly moved, and he asked again,
"The support from the Demon Flame Sect has arrived?"
"I know I can't hide it from Brother Mo." Lian Feihua smiled and sat down in front of the stone table. She even took a cup and poured a cup of spiritual tea without any ceremony. Then she explained calmly.
Get up.
Just as Mo Juren guessed, the support from the Demon Flame Sect has arrived, and it is only the first batch. There are ten monks in the Dan Formation stage, and there are more disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage, Lian Feihua is one of them.
"Your current cultivation level is only at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building. You haven't even reached the late stage. Why are you here to join in the fun? Don't tell me that your father will agree?"
"It's so boring at home. I heard the news about Brother Mo and just wanted to come over and have a look. As for the danger, I don't plan to go to the battlefield. What's the problem?" Lian Feihua didn't care at all and turned to smile slightly, "Brother Mo, on the other hand, he has broken through to the core formation stage in such a short period of time, and still has such terrifying strength. It's really amazing. You don't even know that even my father sighed for a long time when he heard this.
What a pity that you are not a disciple of the Demon Flame Sect?"
Having said this, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his face turned slightly red, and it disappeared in an instant.
"Your Majesty, you are ridiculous. However, we are all allies. In addition to the friendship between you and me, does it have anything to do with being from the same sect? Not to mention anything else, at least if junior sister encounters any difficulties, as long as Mo can do it, she can
I will definitely do my best to help.”
"Are you willing to help with anything?" After hearing the other party's words, Lian Feihua was very moved, feeling that this friend was not in vain. In addition to being moved, there was also an indescribable sense of loss in her heart.
"What, are you really worried? Tell me?" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised and asked directly.
"There is indeed a small matter, which is just a trivial matter for Brother Mo." Lian Feihua nodded lightly, and her expression suddenly became serious.