After just thinking for a while, Monster Ji quickly walked forward, bowed his waist, showed respect, and stood side by side with Zhu Caixuan in front of the door of the house.
The existence of Immortal Immortal is the top master in the Second Ring Sea. However, at this moment, he is standing in front of the door to apologize to a junior. If the monks in the Second Ring Sea see this, I am afraid it will be worse than seeing the peerless Zhu Caixuan.
The beauty stands in front of the door to apologize, which is even more shocking and shocking.
"Old Ancestor..." Upon seeing this, Zhu Caixuan hesitated to speak, but Old Monster Ji quickly interrupted her and said seriously: "Silence! I have the cultivation level of an Immortal Immortal and put it in the Second Ring Sea.
He may be considered a big boss, but he is nothing in front of Mr. Mo, so there is no need to feel that this insults my dignity!"
Having said that, Old Monster Ji quickly closed his mouth and stood in front of the door with a bow, his expression extremely respectful.
Zhu Caixuan sighed helplessly and said no more. She bowed and stood in front of the door to apologize to Mo Chuan.
However, she still felt a little guilty in her heart. It was because she was too reckless. She should not have bothered Mr. Mo last night. She should have come today. As a result, she ended up hurting her ancestors.
However, in fact, as long as Zhu Caixuan releases a ray of spiritual consciousness and enters the house, she can clearly see the situation inside and know that Mo Chuan's body is in some condition and is very sluggish, unable to communicate with others and unable to respond to her.
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In this case, all misunderstandings will be resolved.
But unfortunately, out of respect for Mo Chuan, neither Zhu Caixuan nor Ji Laoji dared to probe into the house with their spiritual consciousness.
As a result, this misunderstanding continued. Zhu Caixuan and Ji Laoguai always stood in front of the door to apologize without saying a word, praying for Mo Chuan's forgiveness.
As time goes by, the morning sun gradually rises from the east, and the sunlight becomes more and more intense.
Soon, it was noon, and the sun was hanging in the sky, shining brightly in the sky.
Mo Chuan inside the house was still sitting cross-legged in a dull manner, like a stone sculpture.
All his thoughts were still focused on the clone of Kong in the system space.
The clone of Kong was still lying on the ground as before, his eyes empty, except for the occasional flash of strange light, as if he had fallen into some strange situation.
All Mo Chuan's mind was immersed in it, and naturally he could not return to his true nature.
Outside the house, she glanced at the sun hanging high in the sky, and then at the door of the house that was still closed. Zhu Caixuan couldn't help but frown slightly, with a look of worry in her beautiful eyes, and turned to Ji Lao beside her.
The monster whispered:
"Old Ancestor, it's already noon. Over in the first sea area, the trial of the Wonderful Weapon Immortal King is about to begin. If Mr. Mo doesn't come out, he will miss this trial."
"I know..." Old Monster Ji responded via voice transmission. His face was naturally full of anxiety. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said respectfully to the door of the house:
"Master Mo! Please forgive me for disturbing you. There are some things I have to say."
"Now, the trial of the Immortal King of Wonderful Weapons is about to begin. Young Master, you should not stay in seclusion and miss this trial of the Immortal King because of Caixuan's fault. This is really a pity. Please also ask
Mr. Mo, please think twice..."
Old Monster Ji looked at the door of the house with a look of respect on his face, hoping to get a response from Mo Chuan.
However, the result was destined to disappoint him. Mo Chuan's mind was still on the clone of Kong and had not returned. Mo Chuan's body in the house was just an empty shell, unable to respond to Ji Laoji's words.
After waiting for a long time, Mo Chuan's voice was not heard coming from the house. The expression on Old Monster Ji's face was inevitably a little embarrassed and uncomfortable.
"Ancestor, the next step should be..." Upon seeing this, Zhu Caixuan was a little helpless and couldn't help but send a message to Old Monster Ji and asked.
"Continue to stand in front of the door and confess your sins! Until... Mr. Mo opens his mouth and forgives us!" Old Monster Ji immediately sent a message. Then, he glanced at the door of the house and couldn't help but sigh.
"Anyway, without Mr. Mo accompanying us, it would be useless for us to go to the trial of the Immortal King of Wonderful Weapons. Let's not talk about whether we can get any good rewards..."
"Even if you really get a good trial reward in the end, if you don't have Mr. Mo's strength as a guarantee and backing, I'm afraid it will soon be taken away by the masters from the first ring sea area and even the kings' sea area!"
Hearing this, Zhu Caixuan could not help but reveal a solemn look in her beautiful eyes and nodded.
Indeed... among immortal cultivators, moral restraints are extremely weak. No matter how good the treasure is, even if it originally belongs to you, as long as other immortal cultivators take a fancy to it, they will try their best to take it away without talking about it at all.
What benevolence and morality.
And the means used to take away the treasures are all-inclusive, killing people and seizing treasures is commonplace.
Therefore, if Mo Chuan is not accompanied on this trip and he rushes to participate in the trial of the Wonderful Weapon Immortal King, he is just making a wedding dress for the strong.
"So, wait a little longer." Old Monster Ji continued to transmit the message: "The trial of the Wonderful Weapon Immortal King is not just today. If you go late, although it will be much slower than other people's trial progress, in the end, it is still
You can get a lot of rewards.”
"Yes!" Zhu Caixuan said quickly.
Next, even if the sun gradually moved westward and it was afternoon, in front of the house, the figures of Zhu Caixuan and Ji Laoguai still stood hunched over, always maintaining the posture of confessing and apologizing.