"Spirit Sword Valley?" Mo Juren's heart moved, and he immediately thought of some information about this sect. This is a sect composed of women, and they mainly specialize in swordsmanship.
He also remembered something. He remembered that he had rescued a woman when he entered the Xutian Temple in the past. The other party was from the Spirit Sword Valley. Later, he heard Wang Ying mention it that the other party had personally visited the Miaoyin Sect and sent many gifts.
Few gifts.
He didn't pay much attention to this, but now that he heard about Lingjian Valley, he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart. This sect seemed to be a neutral force. Why did Ling Yuling look like this when something happened?
Thinking of this, he immediately expressed his doubts.
"The situation is not what uncle thought." Ling Yuling shook her head slightly and then explained,
"Lingjian Valley has always been a neutral sect on the surface. It has dealings with Star Palace and the Counter Star Alliance, but it also keeps a distance, but secretly it is different.
Fairy Yunxia, the master of Lingjian Valley, encountered a life-and-death crisis when she was still in her early years. She was rescued by her mother who happened to be passing by at the time. Later, she was given a copy of "The Secret of the Sword without Form" as a gift.
Thanks to this technique and his excellent talent in sword cultivation, he made great progress all the way, breaking through the Nascent Soul and establishing a sect at the age of only three hundred years old..."
Following Ling Yuling's explanation, Mo Juren gradually understood what was going on. Saving lives and imparting skills were all great kindnesses. Naturally, Fairy Yunxia was extremely grateful for her natural closeness to Xing Gong.
However, the relationship between the two parties has never been exposed, and they seldom communicate with each other. They only occasionally communicate through text messages. This is naturally Wen Qing's intention, to let the other party hide this relationship and provide Xinggong with the help it can when necessary.
In essence, Lingjian Valley is a secret of Star Palace. Although it is a bit utilitarian, it is Fairy Yunxia's willingness.
"I met Sister Yunxia several times when I was young. She treated me like a real sister, but now something happened..." Ling Yuling's bright eyes were already red, and her gaze was even colder, with no concealment of murderous intent.
"What are your plans?" Looking at the other party's expression, Mo Juren couldn't help but frown.
"Uncle, don't worry, I'm not that impulsive." Knowing that the other party was worried about her, Ling Yuling shook her head slightly and continued,
"It's not my turn to intervene in this matter. My mother must have known about the situation and will definitely send people to deal with it. I just feel resentful in my heart. Although Sister Yunxia is only a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, she is proficient in sword cultivation and has great strength.
She is far stronger than the same level, but she disappeared for no reason. She must have been plotted by the Counter Star Alliance. It is simply abominable..."
"How are you sure it's the Anti-Star Alliance?" Mo Juren's expression changed.
"Uncle, I don't know, Sister Yunxia also has a junior sister called Fengling Fairy. The two have known each other since they were young. Although they are not related by blood, they are like biological sisters. The latter is one of the elders of the founding sect of Lingjian Valley.
However, this woman is far more than what she seems. I have inadvertently received some information that she seems to have some dealings with the 'Mo Yuan Island'. Unfortunately, there is no conclusive evidence, so it is difficult to remind Sister Yunxia.
Now that she suddenly disappeared, I have to suspect that she must be related to this woman. And it is impossible for Fengling to threaten Sister Yunxia by herself. In addition, it can be inferred from the previous news that there must be the shadow of the devil behind it.
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"Mo Yuan Island, Kuishui Demon Sect!" Mo Juren's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of something. It seems that the red-fire old monster on Yuan Turtle Island is from this sect, and his master is from the Kuishui Demon Sect.
The Supreme Elder 'The True Man of the Sea of Blood'.
"Auntie should also know about these situations, right?" After withdrawing his thoughts, Mo Juren asked again.
"I already told my mother when I got the news, but she didn't let me remind Sister Yunxia. Now that something has happened, my mother will be even more sad." Ling Yuling sighed softly, paused, and then said,
"Uncle, is there anything else you need me to do? If you don't have me, I plan to go back to my mother again to see how she handles this matter?"
"Go quickly, I have nothing to do." Even if there was something, Mo Juren couldn't bring it up at this time, and said with a smile,
"Also, tell Auntie, if you need any help from me, just ask."
"I know." Ling Yuling was very moved, nodded slightly, and then returned to the original path. Mo Juren did not stop any longer, and turned into a white rainbow and flew towards his cave.
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Three days later, Ling Yuling came again and brought more than ten magical treasures. Two of them came from the secret vault and were of high quality. They contained nearly 100,000 souls. The others were just ordinary treasures, with only one.
10,000 years ago.
The two combined have reached 100,000 living souls, which is enough to upgrade the Ten Thousand Soul Gourd to a higher level, and the internal space will also increase accordingly.
The former master of the True Fire Hall, Master Zhou Yu, once mentioned that the Ten Thousand Soul Gourd is a growth treasure. As long as the number of souls is enough, its future limit is extremely impressive.
The only pity is that this treasure was originally a treasure of heaven and earth, with immeasurable achievements, but its origin was damaged by the use of evil blood sacrifices from the time it was born. The characteristics of the spirit gourd have almost disappeared, and it can only exist as a space magic weapon.
Mo Juren is not too disappointed. A space magic weapon that can grow is already very good, and the rest will just take its course.
In addition to regenerating souls, the process of blood sacrifice also requires some auxiliary materials. They are also rare things. But he has prepared these things for today.
As for the method of blood sacrifice, he had already obtained one from Master Zhou Yu, which was enough for him to use.
So, in the next half month, Mo Juren began to retreat again.
With enough living souls, the whole process went very smoothly. The Ten Thousand Souls Gourd directly completed its transformation. Some golden spiritual patterns faintly appeared on the surface of the original black gourd body, and the size of the internal space increased more than ten times.
This naturally surprised Mo Juren. As Master Zhou Yu said, this gourd has extremely high growth potential in the future and is definitely worth cultivating. Maybe it can give him more surprises in the future.
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The treasure made from blood sacrifice contains powerful spatial magical powers.
He didn't know whether he could reach that level, but his determination to continue cultivating the Ten Thousand Soul Gourd became stronger.
Back to the present, it is not difficult to find a large number of living souls.
He thought of a certain demonic sect in the Great Jin Dynasty, the Yinluo Sect. The treasure of this sect, the Eighteen-rod Ghost Luo Banner, contained countless living souls. If they could be snatched away, the Ten Thousand Soul Gourd would not
It just improves the quality by one or two levels, and it is estimated that it can take off directly and reach an incredible level.
He even thought of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley in Dajin, where there is also a Ten Thousand Demons Flag, which also contains a large number of demon souls, both in quantity and quality. It far exceeds the former. If they were taken together...
Such thoughts only flashed through his mind for a moment, and were immediately extinguished by him.
Neither the Yin Luo Sect nor the Ten Thousand Demons Valley can be provoked by him at this moment. A single move can affect the whole body. Without enough assurance, the slightest violation will cause unpredictable consequences.
"Take your time, don't be in a hurry." In the secret room, Mo Juren fumbled for the black gourd in his hand and said with a smile. He tied the gourd around his waist and walked out of the door without staying any longer.
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"We're going to Binglu Island!" In the hall, hearing Mo Juren's words, Xiao Qi's bright eyes suddenly lit up and she asked with a look of surprise.
"Let's go as soon as possible. Don't you have to bring something with you? Have you bought everything?" Mo Juren nodded, and the latter suddenly expressed excitedly that he had already prepared everything.
This return to the Ice Deer Clan may very well be the last one, so Xiao Qi paid special attention to it. She purchased a large number of resources useful for the Clan's cultivation and planned to take them back together.
It costs a lot, but with the backing of a wealthy man like Mo Juren, there is no problem.
This time it was only a short trip. Except for Mo Ning, the wives and daughters did not intend to continue to follow. And in Tianxing City, there would be no danger with Ling Yuling taking care of him. Even with Mo Juren's current status, his
The cave is like a forbidden place, and even the elders of the Star Palace have no right to explore it at all.
Mo Ning is a special case. This girl has been clamoring to go out with him to see him. Mo Juren is a daughter who loves her to the core, so naturally it is hard to offend her.
Soon after, Mo Juren and his daughter, who had everything ready, left the cave together and flew straight towards the Starry Sky Palace.
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Binglu Island is located in the far north. It is a large island with a radius of hundreds of miles. The island also has a spiritual vein of acceptable level, which can meet the needs of most monks for their cultivation.
As one of the offshore islands developed by the ancestors of the Star Palace, the geographical location here is very critical, as it is the only hub connecting the northern seas.
This island is occupied by four major merchant alliances, forming a small city called "Snow City". Despite its small size, business is very prosperous thanks to the many specialties in the northern seas, so people come here specifically to
There are countless monks doing business here and there.
"This is Snow Wind City, it's so beautiful!" Walking out of the teleportation stone house, what you see is a sharp cold wind, flying snow, and a world of ice and snow.
For mortals, the extreme cold is naturally torturous like purgatory, but it does not have much impact on monks. Therefore, Mo Ning, who saw the scenery of Snow Wind City for the first time, only thought that the scenery was so beautiful that she couldn't help but praise it.
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At this time, Mo Ning was only wearing a thin purple skirt, with her neck and arms exposed, but she didn't feel cold at all. Of course, her appearance was concealed and she looked ordinary, so it wouldn't cause any trouble.
Mo Ning was in a very good mood when she went out with her father for the first time. While holding her arm and walking forward, her beautiful eyes kept looking around, and she asked sweet questions from time to time.
Mo Juren couldn't help feeling that he still spent too little time with his daughter, which is why the other party behaved like this.
Therefore, he did not leave Binglu Island immediately in the following time, but accompanied the other party to wander around the Snow Wind City.
When he arrived at the door of a restaurant, Mo Juren's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately walked in with his daughter.
"What do the two distinguished guests need?" They walked directly to a private room on the second floor. The father and daughter sat down, and an unfamiliar-looking waiter asked eagerly.
"Have a pot of 'Cold Fragrance Dew'."
"Hey, it turns out we are a regular customer. I am blind, please wait a moment..." the waiter said, then turned and left.
"Dad, have you been to this store before?" Mo Ning asked curiously.
"Many years ago, I came here with Li'er that time." Mo Juren nodded, looking at everything familiar in front of him, he had the illusion of being frozen in time.
"I see." Mo Ning nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she looked around carefully.
"This outing will not take too long. It is estimated that you can go back in a year at most. It's time for you to calm down and prepare for the next pill formation." Mo Juren thought of something and reminded him again.
"There is no bottleneck for Tianlinggen monks to break through the pill formation stage. I think it shouldn't be a big problem." Mo Ning said with a chuckle.
"There is indeed no problem in theory, but for monks, after all, the pill-forming period is a very important pass, and it must not be taken lightly. Although there are few examples of Tianlinggen monks who failed to break through the core-forming period, they are not unprecedented."
"Don't worry, Dad, I know everything and I will never be careless." Mo Ning could feel the genuine concern in her father's words, and she was naturally extremely happy in her heart.
While the two father and daughter were chatting, the waiter had already brought the spiritual tea.
"This 'Hanxiang Dew' is a specialty here. It tastes quite good. Try it." Mo Juren held the pot in his hand and poured a cup for his daughter.
"The aroma of tea is very unique. It can make everyone remember dad's tea ceremony for so long. This tea must be unique. I want to taste it." Mo Ning smiled, picked up the tea bowl with bare hands and took a sip.
I took a sip. In an instant, a cool spiritual energy surged into my Dantian, and then spread throughout my body.
If he were a mortal, he would probably be frozen into an ice sculpture if he took this sip of spiritual tea. But if he were a monk, he would have no such worries. He would just feel comfortable and extremely comfortable.
"It is indeed good tea. Why didn't daddy stock up on such a good thing? Let mommy and the others try it too?"
"This tea is a specialty here. It can only be tasted here, not for takeout." Mo Juren chuckled, but he didn't care too much. After all, he had many top-quality spiritual teas in his hands, and this one was no exception.
"That's a pity." Mo Ning suddenly realized that she might not be able to drink it in the future, so she quickly picked up the teapot and poured another cup. She decided to have a good drink today.
Of course this was a joke. After drinking a pot of spiritual tea, the two of them left the restaurant and continued shopping.
After spending about half a day and walking around almost all the interesting places in Snowstorm City, which completely satisfied his daughter's interest, Mo Juren summoned the flying boat and headed towards the northern sea.
At the same time, somewhere in the underground space in the southern sea, a large amount of strange black mist suddenly emerged out of thin air.
On the ground, a clearly carved octagonal mysterious pattern lit up with bursts of strange lights of five colors, spreading to the surroundings. The original strange black mist was instantly purified as if it had encountered a nemesis.
A violent roar suddenly sounded in the space, with a hint of strong unwillingness. The sound was terrifying and powerful, breaking through gold and cracking stone, causing the ground to start to shake slightly.
In mid-air, a colorful hill instantly burst out with a rich five-color glow, which complemented the octagonal pattern below. Densely packed five-color symbols appeared in the sky, covering the entire ground in the blink of an eye.
At that moment, the ground regained its calm like a rock, and there were also bursts of shrill screams from beneath the ground.