Not only the two elders of the Star Palace, but also the Nascent Soul stage strongmen of both good and evil paths were also very confused when they looked at the large number of monks around them.
So far, as many as 70% of the monks have successfully passed through the ghost fog and arrived here. Compared with previous years, this is definitely a very high proportion. What's more, most of those who rushed out afterward were only slightly injured. .
This is obviously not normal. Lucky people exist all the time, but they are only a minority. It is impossible for so many people to be so lucky at the same time.
Could it be that something has changed in the ghost mist?
This is no small matter. In a place like Xutian Palace, any abnormality deserves attention.
I immediately called some monks to ask, but unfortunately, I didn't get much useful information. I only knew that for some reason, these people encountered very few wronged souls along the way, so they were able to pass the level smoothly.
Unable to find the reason, all the Nascent Soul stage monks had no choice but to give up. However, there was an extra layer of shadow in their hearts. Will the same thing happen when entering the inner hall later?
Somewhere in the ghost fog, following a surge, two more figures walked out one after another.
Walking in front is a man, wearing a green robe, with an ordinary appearance, but a pair of bright black eyes are shining, revealing a shrewdness that cannot be concealed. Another figure follows closely behind, his whole body is wrapped in a black robe, unable to See the face clearly.
"Master hasn't come out yet!" Han Li looked around, but didn't see a familiar figure, and his brows furrowed.
With Master’s strength, there shouldn’t be any problems?
He turned around and glanced at Xu Qingcheng in the corner. He wanted to ask. However, he suddenly gave up. There were a lot of Yuanying stage monks here, and there were even powerful existences in the middle stage of Yuanying. They might notice him. Transmission.
I don't have anything wrong with me. Wouldn't it be troublesome if Xu Qingcheng of the order was exposed? The other party didn't know what kind of secret technique he used, so that the cultivation he showed was only at the core formation stage, and it has not been discovered until now.
As for Master, should everything be fine?
While Han Li was thinking in his mind, he slowly walked to a remote location and was about to sit down cross-legged when he suddenly discovered that the black-robed monk was still following closely behind him.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, and then said:
"Miss Yuan, we have escaped from the ghost mist, why are you following us?"
It was a coincidence that he and the woman happened to be teleported to the same place, and then they met again in the ghost mist, and then they successfully saved each other.
Originally it was a chance encounter, and I didn't intend to get too entangled with the other party. After all, looking at the other party's appearance, it was obvious that he was in trouble.
He is the most afraid of trouble, so when he left Guimu, he planned to separate from him.
Unexpectedly, the other party followed him again, which gave him a headache.
"Brother Han, please forgive me. My little sister did this out of necessity. In the previous battle with the Ghost King, my magic weapon was seriously damaged and cannot be used in a short time. And there are many dangers in Xutian Temple, so my little sister has no choice but to
I rely on Brother Han." When she said this, the woman's bright eyes instantly turned red, as if she was about to cry.
It's a pity that this pitiful performance was in vain, and it had no effect in Han Li's eyes. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the opponent, with an indifferent expression:
"Since Miss Yuan said that, then Han must ask some questions clearly. I am not a modest gentleman, I have a kind heart, and I don't want to be used in vain."
"Brother Mo, feel free to speak up if you have anything to say. If you can reveal it, my little sister will never hide it at all." The woman answered immediately, but she felt a little unhappy in her heart.
This guy is too cold-blooded, and he doesn't have the slightest bit of pity. Sure enough, Han Li didn't hesitate after hearing this and continued to ask:
"It's very simple. As long as Miss Yuan tells her the purpose of her trip, including how far she plans to go? And why she is dressed like this. She was so panicked before? But what's the big trouble for herself?"
"Brother Han is joking, what trouble can I get into, it's just..."
"Miss Yuan, there's no need to be embarrassed. Just forget it if you don't want to say it. I'm too lazy to listen to some insincere explanations." Seeing the other party's hesitation, Han Li interrupted him directly.
"You..."
The woman in black robe was immediately furious when the other party refused to accept her offer. She was so ashamed and angry that she was unwilling to beg the other party in a low voice and left in anger.
Han Li didn't take this to heart at all. He slowly sat cross-legged and then began to practice with his eyes closed.
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About half a day passed again, and fewer and fewer monks came out of the ghost mist.
At this moment, Han Li could no longer sit still. He turned his head and looked around from time to time, praying that his master was safe.
It’s not just him, there are many people who are ‘concerned’ about Mo Juren’s safety.
In the pavilion, Wu Chou frowned slightly, and couldn't help but secretly thought, Mo's strength is not low, why hasn't he come out yet? Could it be that something really happened? That would be just right, as it would save his ancestors the trouble of taking action.
At the same time, the two elders of Xinggong, who were located at the edge of a certain place, were also frowning at this time. Obviously, they were a little surprised that Mo Juren had not come out for so long.
They won't really encounter any danger, right? Then it won't be easy to explain to the young master after they go back. Unfortunately, it is unrealistic for them to return to the ghost fog to search. The ghost fog covers a vast area. Who knows where it is?
Fortunately, we didn't wait too long. As the ghost fog rolled somewhere, a figure slowly walked out, it was Mo Juren. His face was a little pale, as if he was seriously injured.
"Master!" Han Li was naturally overjoyed when he finally saw a familiar figure, and his originally worried heart was slightly relieved. However, seeing the other person's condition, he couldn't help but feel worried again.
As for the other two places, the mood was completely opposite. The eyes of the two elders of Xing Gong flickered slightly, and then they stopped paying attention. On the contrary, Wu Chou frowned again.
"This guy looks a little bad. Is he planning to stop here? If so, wouldn't there be nothing he can do against him?"
He turned around and glanced at his ancestor, who also frowned and then became thoughtful.
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Wu Chou withdrew his gaze, but he was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity. After thinking about it, he suddenly secretly sent a message to someone: "Why is Fellow Taoist Mo like this? Could it be that he has encountered some big trouble?"
"I broke into a ghost king's lair!" Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said helplessly.
"Uh! Your luck is really..." Wu Chou was stunned, but he couldn't help but feel a little gloating in his heart. He didn't forget the business and continued,
"Then I don't know what Taoist friend Mo has planned in the future, but are you still willing to continue to fulfill our bet?"
"Bet!" Mo Ju looked at the other party with a "surprised" look on his face. How on earth did this guy have such a big brain and still remember this? He didn't expose the other party and immediately replied,
"Mo was injured before, and he paid a heavy price to get rid of the ghost king. He is no longer able to continue to perform the contract."
"How can that be done?" Wu Chou suddenly became anxious and said again,
"If Fellow Daoist Mo does not fulfill the bet, then the young master's previous promise will no longer count. The grudges between you and me are incomprehensible."
"Mo is also powerless, let it take its course. As for Young Master Wu's kindness, I can only accept it with heart." Mo Juren was amused in his heart, but his words were completely like a broken jar.
This made Wu Chou dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do for a while. Did he really give up this opportunity? In that case, it would be troublesome to seek revenge in the future.
With the opponent's strength, it would be very difficult to catch the opponent if he concentrated on hiding. Even if the opponent were more ruthless and directly took refuge in Xinggong, then he could only watch helplessly and could do nothing.
Thinking of the humiliation in the past and the tragic death of his two concubines, he couldn't hold back. Not only was he filled with hatred, but he also coveted the Miaoyin Sect, his own face, etc. Under various conditions, there was no reason to let him go.<
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After thinking for a moment, something suddenly moved in his heart, and then he said:
"The situation of fellow Taoist Mo is indeed special, so this bet is over. It's a pity that there are countless treasures in the inner hall, but I have no chance to meet you.
However, there will be a one-day interval after the second level is opened, and some rare elixirs can be picked, so Brother Mo might consider it."
"Thank you, Master Wu, for reminding me, Mo has the same plan!" Mo Juren nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Wu Chou was immediately overjoyed, but he kept his expression on his face. At the same time, he secretly mocked in his heart, this guy is also very big-hearted. Do you really think that your ancestors will not take action because of the face of their predecessors? Or maybe he thinks that Xing
Are those two old guys going to be nosy?
Are you kidding me? Even though you have entered the second level after entering the Ice and Fire Road, it does not prevent someone from taking action. After all, according to the introduction of the ancestor, the space inside is extremely wide. The two old guys in Xinggong are not nannies and cannot control it at any time.
Everything.
In short, whether this guy is really big-hearted or has ignored this point, it is the best. Naturally, he will not remind him of anything, and will not say more to avoid arousing the other party's vigilance.
Mo Juren also roughly guessed what the other party was thinking, so he ignored it and sat down cross-legged, closing his eyes to rest.
Several hours passed again, and in the center surrounded by several jade pavilions, on a bare stone slab, a dazzling white light lit up again.
This familiar scene naturally attracted all the monks to look sideways, but they were not as surprised as before. Instead, they watched patiently and attentively.
Soon, as the white light dissipated, a familiar teleportation array emerged out of thin air again, no different from the one that appeared in the hall before.
The two elders of Xing Gong stepped forward to check for a moment and said again:
"This is the teleportation array leading to the next level of Ice and Fire Road. Before entering the second level, everyone can have a whole day to pick some rare spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits as a reward for passing the first level... p>
After that, whether you plan to continue exploring further, or stop when you are ready, you must think about it in advance. For the former, you can go directly to the entrance of the Ice and Fire Road, and for the latter, you can return here again through the teleportation array, and just wait quietly.
A teleportation array to return to the hall will appear in a month...
I want to emphasize one point, especially for those unfamiliar Taoists who come to Xutian Temple for the first time. Whether you enter the inner hall to continue the adventure, or stop here, you only have one day to think about it and make a decision in time. Once the time is missed and you don't come out, you will really never be able to escape. Maybe you can wait until the next time Xutian Temple opens before leaving, but unfortunately there has never been a successful precedent...
I don’t know the reason, but in short, fellow Taoists, it’s better not to take chances..."
After the two elders of Xinggong reminded them, they stopped staying any longer and immediately stepped onto the teleportation array with another elder and disappeared.
Time was limited, and the other monks did not dare to waste it. They immediately got up and moved forward. Among them, Mo Juren and Han Li were definitely the fastest, and they were the first to step onto the teleportation array.
A burst of white light flashed, and the two figures disappeared.
Seeing this, Wu Chou's face suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly looked at his ancestor. The latter's expression was calm, without any anxiety. It was not until the crowd gradually dwindled that he slowly stood up and headed towards the teleportation formation.
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The sky is blue, with white clouds like snow, surrounded by endless green grassland, with faintly visible mountains at the far end.
Facing such beautiful scenery, Mo Juren couldn't help but sigh.
The abilities of the ancient monks are truly incredible. This method, which is similar to creating an independent space, can be said to be a magical method.
This already involves the application of extremely profound laws, and it is also the most top-level space law.
He couldn't help but wonder, was this really something that a monk in the mortal world could achieve? So what kind of cultivation did the Ice Soul Fairy have back then? Or was she not just a person, but had help from the spirit world?
Unlike now, in ancient times, there was a close connection between the mortal world and the spiritual world.
Of course, these are just his guesses, and the specific situation is unknown.
Han Li was also here for the first time, and as expected, he was also shocked by the unpredictable and powerful methods of the ancient monks. He did not recover for a long time.
It wasn't until Mo Juren reminded him that he realized what was happening. He still said in disbelief: "This doesn't seem to be an illusion!"
"Of course not." Mo Juren smiled. Being familiar with the original work, he knew very well that everything here is real. It is a real small world. There are even a large number of top-level spiritual veins sealed in it, making it full of aura.
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While speaking, his eyes glanced in a certain direction before continuing,
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's get down to business first."
After saying that, he directly jumped into the air. Han Li was not slow and turned into a blue light to follow closely. The two of them did not delay, and left through the air under the leadership of Mo Juren, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Elsewhere, Xu Qingcheng's bright eyes flickered, and without hesitation, she turned into a six-color strange light and chased after her.
The teleportation array behind him kept flashing, and the monks who appeared were all a little excited, and they couldn't wait to fly in all directions. It wasn't until a moment later that the Nascent Soul stage monks of both good and evil paths appeared one after another.
The righteous side was led by Wan Tianming, while the devilish side was headed by a man with a beard. Fortunately, it was not the right place to start a fight, so the two sides just glanced at each other and left.
The rare elixirs in the Xutian Palace are of extremely high value, and even the Nascent Soul stage monks are very greedy. For example, the longevity fruit is one of the targets of Man Beard's visit this time.
After a while, only the ancestor and grandson of the extremely yin old monster were left in front of the teleportation array.
"Ancestor, we..."
"Don't worry, he can't run away..." The extremely sinister old monster sneered, his slender eyes full of murderous intent. After sensing it carefully for a moment, he then looked in a certain direction and said in a cold voice,
"Let's go, get rid of this person first and get some interest."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and the thick black mist appeared instantly, and Wu Chou flew high into the sky.
Until the black fog gradually faded away, a green light suddenly lit up again, and the figure of the old man in Confucian clothing emerged. Looking at the direction where the black fog disappeared, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.