Huang Xi fell asleep, but Mo Chuan still stood there blankly, with a gloomy expression on his face, digesting what Huang Xi said.
"One day, will the catastrophes of those disappearing realms befall me twice as much?"
Mo Chuan murmured to himself, and then there was a long silence.
He stood for a long time, silent, until there was a noise outside the inn, which brought him back to his thoughts.
Mo Chuan suddenly realized that he looked out the window and saw various carriages and chariots moving slowly forward on the street.
Each chariot is engraved with different symbols, representing different sects.
The monks sat on their own sect's chariots, looking around Fushan City with a little curiosity.
In the inn, Mo Chuan withdrew his gaze and nodded secretly.
He knew that monks from various major sects were coming.
The sectarian martial arts competition is about to begin.
"Original Fire Crystal..." Mo Chuan clenched his fist. This was his biggest purpose during this trip to the sect's martial arts competition.
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In Fushan City, the streets were crowded with people, including not only the chariots of various major sects, but also many monks in the city and monks from other cities.
Today's sect martial arts meeting was a grand event, which naturally attracted many monks from Qiansheng Prefecture to watch.
Mo Chuan blended into the crowd and followed Da Liu to the Fushan Sect.
Fushan, where Fushan Sect is located, floats in the sky above the center of the city.
If you want to go to Fushan, flying directly is not possible.
That was a provocation to the Fushan Sect.
You must use the teleportation array in the city to climb Fushan Mountain.
From the exquisiteness of mountaineering, we can see the majesty of Fushan Zonggui as one of the three major sects.
A large number of monks poured into the specially established teleportation hall in the city.
In the hall, step on the teleportation array, which lights up and sends away waves of monks.
A certain wave of people that Mo Chuan was among also disappeared in the light of the teleportation array.
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Fushan Sect.
Formation Hall.
Wave after wave of monks walked out of the formation hall, looking at the scenery of Fushan Sect and marveling at it.
"The flowing water is flowing, the grass is luxuriant... so beautiful! It is worthy of being one of the three major sects, and the place it occupies is really a geomantic treasure!"
Many monks sighed with emotion.
Mo Chuan stood in the crowd and couldn't help but nodded secretly.
He clearly sensed that the immortal spiritual energy on Fushan Mountain was very rich and far stronger than that of the White Feather Sect. It was an excellent environment for silent cultivation.
Disciples of the Fushan Sect, without any special elixir, can become much better than other sect disciples as long as they practice in this environment all year round.
"Fellow Taoists, please follow me."
At this time, a disciple of Fushan Sect came forward and led everyone to the martial arts field.
When everyone arrived, they discovered that the Fushan Sect's martial arts arena was very large, so exaggerated that it could accommodate a hundred thousand people.
This all shows the power of Fushan Sect. As one of the three major sects, this kind of style is still needed.
Mo Chuan glanced at the martial arts arena, then withdrew his gaze, stood in the crowd, closed his eyes and rested.
Next, different batches of monks arrived one after another.
There are more and more monks on the martial arts field.
About an hour later.
The martial arts arena was already densely packed with people.
Phew! Phew!
At this moment, two more flying boats came from the distant horizon and approached Fushan at great speed.
"Which two sects are these? Are they desperate for their lives? They actually want to fly up to Fushan Mountain, and they don't take Fushan Sect seriously at all!" A young monk in the crowd muttered, looking at the horizon.
"Silence!" The elder next to him changed his face slightly, and quickly covered the other person's mouth, warning: "These two flying boats belong to the Bone Blade Sect and the Moon Spirit Sect!"
The young monk immediately realized that something was wrong and quickly lowered his head.
The huge crowd of monks raised their heads and greeted the arrival of the two flying boats with respectful eyes.
Only the Bone Sword Sect and Yueling Sect, which are both three major sects, are qualified to fly up Fushan!
The two flying boats landed slowly, and disciples from the Bone Blade Sect and the Moon Spirit Sect walked out of them.
"Welcome fellow Taoists of Yueling Sect and Bone Sword Sect, we have been waiting for you for a long time."
A majestic middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the martial arts arena, clasped his fists, and smiled at the disciples of the Bone Sword Sect and Yueling Sect.
"Master of Fushan Sect...Yan Lianghong!" When everyone saw the middle-aged man, they couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.
"Master Yan, you're welcome." The leader of the Bone Sword Sect camp said with a smile, it was the Master of the Bone Sword Sect.
"I have met Sect Master Yan." An old woman in the Yueling Sect camp also said with a smile, it was Sect Master Yan.
Yan Lianghong nodded, then flashed and appeared on the high platform of the martial arts arena. He glanced at the crowd of monks and announced: "All the major sects have arrived, and the sect martial arts competition has officially begun!"
Immediately, there was a common opening statement.
Although it was boring, many monks in the audience did not dare to show a trace of impatience.
After all, Yan Lianghong is the sect leader of Fushan Sect, and he is also the 20th Bridge of Xuxian, a mid-level Xuxian!
"Mo Chuan!" When Yan Lianghong spoke, Liu Ruyue, who was in the crowd and in the Yueling Sect's camp, saw Mo Chuan who was also in the crowd. Her pretty face couldn't help but be happy, and she waved to say hello to Mo Chuan.
Mo Chuan opened his eyes, looked for the sound, and found the slim Liu Ruyue. She was wearing a light blue dress, with a curvy figure, a pretty face, and a smile on her pretty face.
Mo Chuan nodded towards her as a greeting.
The monks around were stunned when they heard the name "Mo Chuan".
One after another, sizing eyes fell on Mo Chuan, with curiosity, awe, and even fear.
After all, Mo Chuan's name has been too loud in Qiansheng Prefecture recently!
The news of his killing spree in the secret realm of Tianxian spread throughout Qiansheng Prefecture.
"It is indeed Young Master Mo!" Many young disciples who had entered the Celestial Immortal Secret Realm and met Mo Chuan whispered to their elders.
"He really killed the young master of the Gu family in Xuanzhou and has the strength of a mid-level virtual immortal?!" Many elders of the sect looked nervous and asked about their disciples.
And their questions received a unified answer from their respective disciples: "I saw it with my own eyes!"
After receiving an affirmative answer, the senior officials of each major sect were speechless for a while.
A young man who is less than a hundred years old is actually a middle-level virtual immortal, which is really shocking.
As for the middle-ranked Void Immortal, if placed in Qiansheng State, he would basically go sideways!
Among the crowd, the master of the Bone Knife Sect looked at Mo Chuan, his eyes twinkling slightly.
On the stage, Yan Lianghong was delivering his opening speech, his eyes passing over Mo Chuan without any trace, and a strange color flashed deep in his eyes.
Seeing Mo Chuan nod to her, the joy on Liu Ruyue's pretty face became more intense. She walked through the crowd and was about to find Mo Chuan.
But at this moment, an old voice stopped her.
"Stop!" The old woman, the leader of the Yueling Sect, showed a hint of displeasure on her wrinkled face, and then released her breath, shocking Liu Ruyue and making her stop.
"Sect Master, what are you..." Liu Ruyue turned her head and looked at Yueling Sect Master, a little confused.
"Do you have a relationship with Mo Chuan?" Yueling Sect Leader looked at Liu Ruyue with his old eyes and said calmly.
Liu Ruyue nodded seriously, her red lips parted and said, "He saved my life in the secret realm!"
The leader of Yueling Sect shook his head and said: "No matter how deep your friendship with Mo Chuan is, from now on, you must sever ties with Mo Chuan!"
Liu Ruyue's delicate body trembled, she bit her red lips and said, "Sect Master, can I ask why?"
The leader of the Yueling Sect said calmly: "He killed the son of the Gu family in Xuanzhou, which is tantamount to offending the Gu family. The outcome has been decided, and the only option is death.
"If you get too close to him, you may be implicated. I am doing this for your own sake!"
Liu Ruyue's delicate body trembled again, a trace of unwillingness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she bit her lip: "But..."
"No but!" Yueling Sect Master raised his hand and Liu Ruyue, who had taken a few steps before, immediately returned to Yueling Sect Master's side.
Moreover, Liu Ruyue's body was stiff and could not move at all.
With despair in her heart, she could only look at Mo Chuan in the crowd not far away, with a hint of worry on her pretty face.
The conversation between Liu Ruyue and Yueling Sect Master fell into the ears of many monks around, causing their expressions to change slightly.
They were originally in awe of Mo Chuan and even wanted to get close to him. At this moment, without leaving any trace, they slowly took a few steps back and stayed away from Mo Chuan.
Every monk had some anxiety and fear on his face, as if Mo Chuan was some kind of ominous thing and they were avoiding him.
Mo Chuan's face was expressionless, as if he didn't see the movement around him at all, and he didn't seem to care at all.
At this time, on the stage, Yan Lianghong's speech finally came to an end.
"This sect is very much looking forward to this sect martial arts competition. Now, this sect announces that the sects' martial arts competition will officially..." Yan Lianghong made the final summary, just as he was about to announce that the sect martial arts competition would officially open.
A discordant voice interrupted him.
"Sect Master Yan, please wait a moment. Before we officially start, I would like to ask this little brother Mo a few words."
The master of the Bone Knife Sect walked out of the crowd, hugged Yan Lianghong's fists on the stage, and said, at the same time, he looked at Mo Chuan in the crowd.
Although his speech was interrupted, Yan Lianghong did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he smiled and said: "Please do it."
The crowd of monks was shocked, and their eyes fell on the Bone Sword Sect Master, filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Bone Knife Sect Master, do you want to question Mo Chuan?
What does he want, revenge?
Everyone knows that in the secret realm of the Immortals, Mo Chuan went on a killing spree and killed many people. Lu Shengying, the Holy Son of the Bone Sword Sect, was one of them.
Moreover, the disciples of the Bone Sword Sect who were under a hundred years old also died at the hands of Mo Chuan.
This is indeed a great hatred!
However, Mo Chuan is a powerful middle-level virtual immortal, more powerful than the Master of the Bone Sword Sect, who has just entered the middle-level virtual immortal at Twenty Bridges of Xuxian.
If the master of the Bone Sword Sect raised an army to accuse Mo Chuan like this, wouldn't he be afraid of being killed by Mo Chuan with a single sword?
"Is this little brother Mo? There have been a lot of rumors about you recently. You are now in Qiansheng Prefecture, but you are in the spotlight!"
The master of the Bone Knife Sect looked at Mo Chuan and said with a soft smile.
"What do you want to ask me?" Mo Chuan glanced at the bone knife sect master and got straight to the point, not bothering to talk nonsense with him.
"Brother Mo, is he a disciple of the White Feather Sect, right?"
"Why didn't I see any other disciples of the White Feather Sect on the martial arts field?"
"Is it possible that in this sect martial arts competition, only Brother Mo from the White Feather Sect will participate?"
The owner of the Bone Sword Sect didn't know that the White Feather Sect had been destroyed. After all, no one survived that day to spread the news. He glanced at Mo Chuan's surroundings and found them empty, so he narrowed his eyes and smiled, and asked curiously.
"It's just me." Mo Chuan said calmly, his answer was very brief.
"Understood." The Bone Knife Sect Master nodded, then looked at Mo Chuan, smiled again, and said words that shocked everyone.
"It seems that little brother Mo is quite self-aware. He knows that he will definitely die today, and he doesn't want to injure his fellow disciples, so he comes here alone."
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Khan, don't worry, everyone, I am saving articles and preparing to focus on one day. There will definitely be more updates during the May Day holiday.