People in the world have no choice but to do what they want, let alone in an organization like Wentianmen, which is half gray and half black.
Even Mo Fengwu, who looked the most innocent, had several lives under his command.
The other women had followed Mo Tianxie through life and death many times, and had killed at least double digits of enemies.
For example, if you encounter a rogue bandit while escorting goods, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, and he will step on your body and call you a fool. There is no room for mercy at all.
In these troubled times, there are only two possibilities for walking around the world without killing. Either you are too weak and cannot kill anyone, or you are too strong and cannot kill anyone.
Bai Mo, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed in the car, was obviously the latter.
On weekdays, when traveling in a convoy like this, they have to be extremely careful at all times, because there will always be some crazy hungry guys who will attack them even if they risk their lives.
But this trip was smoother and easier than going out for an outing. All the precautions they had prepared in advance felt like they were all in vain.
The troika traveled all the way, resting several times along the way. After three or four days of tossing and turning, they finally arrived at the foot of the mountain where the target was located.
According to the instructions of the Yin Yang Sect's Immortal Ascension Order, the destination of the order holder is exactly the top of this mountain.
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"Senior, this is it? Why does it seem like there is nothing? Where is the mountain we promised?"
After several days of contact, Mo Fengwu gradually understood that this senior was the kind of guy who was relatively easy to talk to, but never considered other people's feelings when he spoke or acted.
He will not get angry because the question asked is stupid, but his answers and actions will not consider whether it will make the listener uncomfortable.
Generally speaking, he is a person who lives in his own world.
Don't care what others think or how others feel.
"maze."
Bai Mo picked up the Immortal Ascension Order of the Yin Yang Sect and flicked it with his hand, and the maze formation at the foot of the mountain that was used to block mortals automatically opened a path.
At the end of the road is an endless darkness, which always makes people feel that it is not the entrance, but the mouth of some giant monster. Walking in is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.
"Heart Refining Formation." Bai Mo said and let the carriage continue to move forward.
"Heart Refining Formation?" Mo Fengwu felt a little confused when she heard this answer.
"Senior, what I mean is that there is no real danger behind the formation, it just looks dangerous to scare those who don't have the guts to take the final step."
"..."
The troika drove slowly into the darkness.
They walked only a few steps in the darkness before walking out again.
What caught everyone's eyes at this time was a collection of uncannily crafted pavilions and pavilions.
Among the many pavilions, two fairies who had emerged from the dust were condescending, watching the carriage slowly walking to the front of the palace.
However, compared to their appearance, the content of their private conversations was extremely different.
"It seems that the person who found immortality this time is a rich kid in the mortal world?"
"This is not an ordinary rich kid."
"Milfs, young and beautiful, elegant and mature, oh, there is also a castrated woman. She seems to be a very playful young man with all kinds of fetishes."
Both of them were foundation-building monks. They swept the carriage with their spiritual thoughts and understood the situation clearly.
"Sister, I just like this kind of playful person."
"A person who is so good at playing must be very interesting for us to play with." As he spoke, one of the fairies began to stretch his hand in a certain direction unconsciously.
"I don't know how someone like him who keeps a harem would feel if he was taken into the harem and played around with us day and night?"
"What I love most is seeing their expressions of mental collapse after knowing the truth."
Among the troika, there was only one and a half men in total, and half of them were still alive and it was hard to tell whether they were male or female. No wonder they were daydreaming about Feifei.
There were three other people, two men and one woman, who arrived at almost the same time as Bai Mo and the others.
However, when facing Immortal Fate, their attitude was much more reserved than that of the people on the carriage, and they had already changed to No.
Bai Mo on the carriage, even when he arrived at the palace gate, still had no intention of getting off the carriage. He seemed to be more imposing than the two fairies.
As for the other two male mortals, a scholar and a martial artist, they both lowered their heads deeply and did not dare to raise their heads to look at the two female fairies above the palace.
Just lowering their heads and bowing their bodies slightly probably exposed their true inner thoughts.
The only woman who found immortality had her face covered, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes of life.
Neither expressions nor inner thoughts can be seen.
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"The scholar over there is mine, don't even try to argue with me."
"This one with all the muscles is pretty good."
"What's the use of muscles? They're like inflated muscles. If you inhale them two more times, there will be nothing left."
"Look at his body...it must have been more than two times, at least five times!"
"That's because your yin and yang skills are not at home!"
Surrounding the two men who also held the Ascension Order, a strange conversation occurred between the two.
"Snapped!"
Suddenly there was a crisp sound.
"Looking for death! It's okay if you touch your own, but it doesn't matter if you touch mine."
"..."
The small movements and conversations of the two foundation-building monks were well hidden. Of course, this was also related to the fact that they were standing at a high place.
Looking up from below, one can only vaguely see the smiling figures of the two fairies and the faint waves of fragrant breeze.
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"Here comes my Yin Yang Sect's Immortal Promotion Order."
After quietly tidying up their appearance and applying new foundation to their overly rosy faces, the two women gracefully descended from the observation deck six or seven stories high and arrived just in front of the carriage.
"Is this the real hermit monk?"
Mo Fengwu looked at the two girls in shock.
It's not because they are so stunningly beautiful, it's just that they are surprised by each other's strength.
Even the top martial arts masters in Taizhou Prefecture could escape unscathed at most by relying on light kung fu when they jumped from a six or seven-story building, but they would never be able to move as gracefully as they did.
They were like two flying elves, dancing down step by step from an invisible air staircase.
"It's no longer Qinggong, but real flying! Comparing those in Fucheng, it's like juggling."
The little monks who hang out in Fucheng, apart from being able to perform a few spells that are surprising to people, in a real fight, they probably can't beat even the innate masters.
Tai'an Prefecture is well-informed, and the martial arts people are accustomed to traveling around. The low-level Qi-refining monks in the early and mid-term can't shock them with their status as immortal masters.
As for the monks at the lower level of Qi Refining, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, they will devote themselves wholeheartedly to the efforts of building the foundation, and have no intention of spending time with mortals.
After hearing what the other party said, the scholar, the martial artist, and the masked knight-errant all respectfully handed over their immortality orders.
Only Bai Mo still showed no expression, which made the two fairies frown lightly, feeling the offense and contempt from mortals.