In the ground, a blood shadow was traveling upwards at high speed. It was the ancient demon that had just escaped from its shell.
This time, in order to save his life, he paid an extremely heavy price. Although he had re-condensed his body, it could not be compared with the original demonic body.
This is also the fundamental reason why he has been creating this method for countless years, but has never been able to make up his mind to use it. It is too much to gain. If he can't find enough opportunities in the future, he may never have the chance to return to the holy world.
Therefore, he hated that human kid so much that he wanted to eat him alive to satisfy his hatred.
This hatred will never give up, and I will take revenge one day. But this is all for the future. The most important thing right now is to continue to lie dormant and find a way to temporarily regain some strength.
As for recovering as before, it is impossible for him who has lost his demon body, let alone return to the holy world in the future.
Fortunately, he didn't really have no chance.
If he remembered correctly, when the Holy World was defeated in the past, it seemed that a clone of the Holy Ancestor also did not escape and was suppressed somewhere in the Jin Dynasty.
If I could find a way to rescue her old man and gain her trust, let alone return to the Holy World, it would be possible to reach a higher level in the future.
However, it is not easy to accomplish this. If the demon body is still there, then everything is easy to say. But without the demon body, even self-protection is a problem. How can I do anything else?
With this thought in his mind, his escape speed was not slow at all, and he was getting closer and closer to the ground.
After being trapped underground for tens of thousands of years, his desire for freedom was self-evident. Now that he could finally escape and return to the vast world outside, he was still a little excited.
However, when he reached the ground about ten feet away, his figure suddenly stopped.
For some reason, just now, he had a sudden impulse in his heart, and he had an unpleasant feeling, as if something bad would happen if he continued to move forward.
Is there a trap up there? His consciousness has always been open. He should have known what was going on up there, but why didn't he feel anything before?
Could it be that human monk? More than half an hour has passed and he is still there?
Impossible! He is absolutely confident in hiding himself. Even if the other party's consciousness is very strong, it is impossible to detect the slightest breath of him.
But if that's the case, what about the premonition just now? It can't be an illusion, right?
Regardless of whether it is true or not, you must not take risks in your current situation, otherwise if something goes wrong, you will be in an irreversible situation.
Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate at all and even planned to change direction to avoid possible dangers.
However, before he could take any action, deep drum beats suddenly sounded all around him, as if carrying some strange magic power, making his consciousness blur for a while.
"Spiritual attack, no good..." The ancient demon finally came to his senses, but it was already too late. A golden light suddenly shot out and disappeared directly into the center of his eyebrows.
Things changed in an instant, and everything around him became extremely strange.
How could he not see that his consciousness had been pulled into the illusion, but even if he knew, so what, at this moment, he was too weak and completely helpless, even if he wanted to self-destruct again, he couldn't do it.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that death was coming, and he was afraid that he would really fall into trouble today.
"I hate it so much..." Despair and unwillingness filled his heart, but he could do nothing but watch himself step by step towards his end.
As if hearing his cry, endless golden light emerged again, and the world in front of him was dyed golden, as if responding to him...
Immediately afterwards, there was a shrill scream...
…
A moment later, on the island.
At this time, Mo Juren was groping for a dark jade bottle in his hand, thinking deeply. What was inside was naturally the soul of the ancient demon. This thing was of great value, but he had no idea how to use it.
It's strange to say that from the time he saw the ancient demon to the time he destroyed it, the heart of the holy demon didn't react at all. Was it because he had eaten enough last time so he didn't like it? Or was it for other reasons?
?
He had no way of knowing for a while. Fortunately, the operation went smoothly and whether the other party showed up or not did not have much impact.
"Honestly, how did you know that the ancient demon was not dead? Why did you wait outside?" Yinyue asked curiously after taking a look at the jade bottle in Mo Juren's hand.
"I said I guessed it, do you believe it?" Mo Juren asked with a smile.
"Guess?" Yinyue was a little stunned, and subconsciously turned to look at Xiao Qi and the other girls, who also looked surprised.
"It's indeed a guess." Mo Juren nodded and then explained,
"Although I saw the other party self-destructing in the space below with my own eyes, and then I checked it in detail many times and found nothing abnormal, but for some reason, I always felt uneasy in my heart.
Just in case, I planned to hide outside and wait. Anyway, it didn't take more than ten days and a half, and it wouldn't be too late to leave after confirming that he was really dead.
I never thought that the other party could not hold back so much that he ran out just over half an hour later..."
"Is this the only reason?" After hearing the explanation, Yinyue couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded. She thought it was 'strategising'. After all, the other party has always given her a feeling of exhaustive planning, and this time should be no exception, but she didn't expect it.
Just based on a little guess.
That ancient demon is also very miserable. Can't we be more patient? It has been suppressed for tens of thousands of years, and it is only a short time and a half? Will it mean that nothing will happen after waiting for a year and a half to come out?
Fortunately, his soul didn't know about this, otherwise he would have collapsed on the spot with regret.
"What are you going to do with this thing?" He recovered his thoughts and looked at the jade bottle again and asked.
"Do you have any idea?"
"The value of the demon soul is definitely not low, and the memory it contains is very precious, but I don't know exactly how to use it most appropriately. My suggestion is to keep it for the time being and consider it later.
It’s not too late either.”
"It makes sense." Mo Juren nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked again,
"With your ability, can you torture out his memory without damaging his origin?"
"No." Yinyue shook her head slightly,
"Not to mention that the soul of the demon race is qualitatively different from that of the human race. Its realm alone is much higher than mine. At least I can't do it with my current ability."
"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Mo Juren was not in a hurry, put away the jade bottle and continued,
"The purpose of coming here has been achieved, and it's time for us to go back. What about you, do you have anything else to do?"
As soon as these words came out, the women couldn't help but look at each other, and then shook their heads.
…
A few months later, Tianxing City.
Mo Juren, who had just returned, briefly exchanged greetings with the elders he was guarding, and then took Mo Ning out of the Starry Sky Palace with him. As for the Yin Yue girls, they had already entered the Mustard Seed Space before.
It was the first time she had been away from home for such a long time, and Mo Ning could no longer hold back any longer. She told him in a sweet voice, and then she couldn't wait to fly away in the direction of the cave.
Mo Juren naturally saw everything in his eyes and couldn't help but laugh. He secretly thought in his heart that this girl looks mature, but in the end she is still a child at heart and needs more training!
This is not a trivial matter, but involves the fundamentals of cultivation. The opponent's realm is not high at the moment, so it will naturally have no impact, and even if he breaks through the alchemy stage, it won't matter.
But the subsequent Nascent Soul stage is a hurdle, which not only tests the monk's magic power, but also places extremely high demands on the state of mind. If there is not enough experience, it may be difficult to survive the inner demons in the end.
When it comes to his daughter, Mo Juren naturally does not dare to be careless, but how to do it requires careful planning and discussion with Wang Ying.
While thinking this, he also planned to fly towards his cave.
But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came to mind.
"Uncle, you're back!" Before he could finish his words, two figures flew out from the law enforcement hall on the upper floor and landed in front of them in the blink of an eye. One was naturally Ling Yuling dressed in men's clothing, and the other was a young woman.
Xiu, with a stunning appearance and a slightly cold temperament, was wearing a tight-fitting blue skirt. Her proud figure was clearly revealed, and her clear eyes faintly exuded a faint sword intent.
"Miss Biyue!" Mo Juren recognized the identity of this woman almost instantly. She was the female cultivator from the Spirit Sword Valley who was accidentally rescued when she broke into the Ghost Mist Pass in the Xutian Temple.
Many years have passed, but the opponent is still at the peak of the late stage of pill formation. It seems that the original injury was not serious, and it may have damaged the root.
"Senior Mo actually still remembers the little girl!" Fairy Biyue suddenly flashed a hint of surprise in her bright eyes, and then she elegantly pulled up her skirt and bowed, and then said,
"My senior's great kindness in saving lives in the past was unforgettable to me. I also came to visit him later, but unfortunately I never had the chance to meet him."
"I know everything. It was just a matter of effort at the beginning. Miss Biyue doesn't need to take it to heart." Mo Juren smiled slightly and said
"Since Miss Biyue appeared today and happened to meet Mr. Mo, it is fate. So, how about we find a place to get together and let Mr. Mo fulfill his friendship as a landlord?"
"Uncle, who is the landlord? I am the one who wants to treat guests." Before Fairy Biyue could respond, Ling Yuling's bright eyes flashed and she spoke first.
"You... you kid, you are stealing my limelight!" Mo Juren laughed and cursed, but did not object. Such a performance fell into Biyue's eyes, and she suddenly showed a look of surprise.
I had learned from my master before that the background of Protector Ling was extremely extraordinary, and I had seen it these days. But I never thought that he had the same close relationship with Senior Mo from the Miaoyin Sect.
Judging from the names of these two people, could they be relatives? But they don’t look alike? Even if they are relatives, they shouldn’t be so small or big.
She couldn't figure out the reason, and she didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she had no choice but to express no opinion.
"A new 'Guanghan Restaurant' has opened in Fangshi. The dishes are very good, especially the unique 'Four Immortals Brewing'. It is very famous in Tianxing City. How about going there?" Ling Yuling's eyes flashed slightly.
, and then gave suggestions, Mo Juren was fine, and Fairy Biyue did not dare to have any opinions.
The three of them flew to the first level of the Holy Mountain in no hurry and soon arrived in front of the 'Guanghan Tower'.
Walking into the door, Ling Yuling exchanged a few words with the shopkeeper in a familiar manner, and then was respectfully led by the other party into a private room on the top floor.
"The environment here is really good. It's a bit more artistic than the 'Xianwei Building'." After sitting down, Mo Juren carefully looked at the layout of the private room and said.
"Uncle, why not take a guess, who is the proprietor behind Guanghan Tower?" Ling Yuling suddenly thought of something, then blinked her crystal eyes and asked with a half-smile.
"If you say that, does it mean that I know this proprietor?" Mo Juren also became a little curious.
"It's more than just acquaintance, it should be quite familiar." Ling Yuling smiled again, with a hint of subtle cunning flashing in her eyes.
"Not just acquaintance, but also very familiar?" Mo Juren began to think about it. He didn't have many friends in Luan Xinghai, and even fewer were familiar with him. Who could it be?
Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly sensed a familiar aura in his consciousness, and his heart suddenly became enlightened, and he smiled and said,
"It turns out it's them! So, isn't this proprietor Mo himself?"
"That's right. I originally wanted to test the uncle, but the answer came to my door by myself..." Ling Yuling also felt the same, and could only sigh helplessly.
It didn't take long before a familiar figure entered the elegant room again.
The person who came was none other than one of the four great saints under Xu Qingcheng, Miaoru Saint.
As a saint carefully selected by Xu Qingcheng, her qualifications are naturally impeccable, but she was greatly restricted when she was in the holy realm of bliss and could not display her talents.
It doesn't matter now. We haven't seen each other for many years, and the other party is still as beautiful as before, and has not aged at all. His cultivation has reached the peak of the foundation building stage, and he is not too far away from forming a core.
"Senior Mo is here. I miss you so much, but I hope you won't blame me!" Saint Miaoru saluted respectfully. In the past, when she was still in the holy realm of bliss, she met the person in front of her for the first time. She even teased and seduced her.
Passing each other, now thinking about it, I just feel extremely ashamed.
Nowadays, she no longer dares to have any other thoughts, all she has is respect and gratitude from the bottom of her heart.
In the Holy Land of Ultimate Bliss, limited by the environment, all the resources for cultivation belong to the palace owner alone. Therefore, the saints are not eternal, but are selected from generation to generation at certain intervals.
Although with the palace master's gift, they can practice superficially and live much longer than ordinary people, there is a limit after all.
It was precisely because of the appearance of the person in front of them that the four saints of their generation had the opportunity to break their fate and finally embark on the path of spiritual practice.
This kind of kindness is something that all four of my sisters will keep in mind and will never forget.
In addition to his kindness, Elder Mo's own talents and achievements are also amazing. Everyone from top to bottom of the Miaoyin Sect, including the palace master, admires him.
"We are all our own people, no need to be polite, get up quickly." Mo Juren smiled slightly, his expression was full of gentleness, without any hint of dissatisfaction.
Seeing this, Holy Maiden Miaoru breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly and said again,
"Guanghan Tower is a newly opened property of Miaoyinmen. Both the dishes and the wine are quite outstanding. This is my first time for seniors to come here and I just want to taste it..."
While he was talking, a maid had already started serving the dishes, and Saint Miaoru stood aside and introduced the three of them in detail. When the drinks were served, she even held the pot and poured them for them.
Mo Juren was obsessed with tea ceremony, but he was not addicted to alcohol and rarely drank it. There is no such treasure in Wanhun Gourd.
Of course, if he really encounters a good wine, he will not deliberately reject it, and there is no harm in trying it freshly.
Although Guanghanlou’s unique ‘Four Immortals Brewing’ is not a top-notch spiritual wine, its taste is indeed very unique. One sip will leave you with endless aftertaste, which is very unforgettable.
There is not just one kind of "Four Immortals Brewing", but four different flavors, named after the four saints, Miaoru, Xuanjing, Bihan and Chiyan.
These four kinds of spiritual wine have their own characteristics, and combined with the peerless appearance of the four saints, they immediately caused quite a sensation in Tianxing City as soon as they were launched, and countless monks "flocked for them".
"Whose idea was this? He knows how to run a business?" Mo Juren put down his wine glass and asked with a chuckle.
"It's a solution that we sisters discussed together. It won't be on the stage and will make our seniors laugh." Saint Miaoru smiled charmingly.
"If there is no superiority, how can you say it with laughter?" Mo Juren shook his head slightly, without any intention of looking down on him. Ling Yuling on the side even smiled faintly and agreed,
"Uncle is right. The four major business alliances have been able to stand in the star sea for tens of thousands of years. Although they have the support of major forces behind them, they are inseparable from their own business methods. The knowledge involved is huge."
"Thank you very much, Protector Ling for your praise..."
After three drinks, the atmosphere at the table became more and more relaxed.
Mo Juren suddenly remembered something. He remembered that a big change seemed to have happened in Lingjian Valley before, so he asked casually.
But he never thought that Fairy Biyue's appearance suddenly changed after hearing these words.
