It was the end of October in the 518th year of the Daxuan calendar.
Deep in the wilderness mountains.
On this day, purple air came from the east, clouds filled the sky, and the Nantian Gate emerged from the clouds and mist, still majestic and majestic like a mountain.
A team of four silver-armored generals slowly walked out of the Nantianmen. Looking at the scenery, each showed a different expression, either excited, cold, curious, or disgusted.
The four of them exchanged a few words for a while, then each chose a direction to leave.
Someone moved away with his sword, the thunderous sword light entwining him, and his speed was extremely fast.
There are auspicious clouds rising up, slowly and leisurely, neither fast nor slow.
Some of them fell on the ground and ran away with a stream of light.
He even used magic techniques to attract cranes, then fluttered their wings and left.
Although their methods are different, each of them seems to have profound skills and extraordinary powers.
In the distance, the monks who had been hiding in the ravines and shadows for an unknown amount of time were all so excited that they almost cried.
They were waiting here, mostly under orders, to see what the so-called heavenly people would do next.
But what's the result?
I had boasted so loudly before that I wanted to attract immortals and spread the righteous teachings of immortality, but seven or eight months have passed and there has been no movement.
This group of people were also familiar with each other, and after communicating with each other, they came to a conclusion.
Well, look at the form of the heavenly court, it is just like the mortal court, corrupt and incompetent, with numerous procedures and procrastination in doing things, which is most annoying!
I don’t know how this news spread, but it was unanimously recognized.
But the problem is, even so, they don't dare to leave their posts without permission. Each one of them has received a sect mission. Even if they are extremely bored, they can only continue to be bored.
Until today, they finally got relief.
Although the four silver-armored generals went in four directions, they did not choose. They saw a series of dark or hidden escaping lights. They each recognized a direction and quickly pursued it.
Of course, most of their tasks are to secretly follow, monitor, and see what the other party is going to do. They really don't have to fight to capture them.
Therefore, none of them dared to get too close and tried to hide themselves as much as possible.
Then, they saw the four people getting faster and faster, as if they were trying to get rid of them with their speed.
But a hundred miles away, they all disappeared.
Yes, literally, people are gone!
At this time, the people who were secretly following panicked and quickly moved forward one by one. However, after searching for a long time, nothing was found.
They couldn't even check the mana fluctuations of the other party's departure, and all the breath ended here, as if disappearing out of thin air.
Of course, they didn't know that the little bits of ash scattered on the ground were all hair strands that had just burned out.
And this hair, before that, was a heroic silver-armored general.
Well, it's not that Mo Chengjun doesn't want to go further, it's actually the technique of "Fake Travel", coupled with the power of his soul, this hundred miles away is already the limit.
Simply, this distance is enough.
At this time, a majestic goshawk had already fluttered its wings and soared above the nine heavens, galloping towards the south, whipping up strong winds wherever it passed.
Living in the cave for seven or eight months, even a research madman like him found it so boring that he couldn't go on any longer.
At this time, I feel the strong wind blowing on my face, breathe in the fresh air, and feel quite comfortable that the sky is high and birds can fly, and the sea is wide and fish are leaping.
However, Mo Chengjun didn't know that not long after he left, on a cliff dozens of miles away, a head suddenly raised its head, its eyes glowed with light, and after a glance, it quickly lowered again.
It wasn't until Mo Chengjun was far away that the rocks suddenly exploded. Amidst the dust and dust, a burly man slowly stood up.
There seemed to be pressure visible to the naked eye spreading to the surroundings, causing plants and trees to collapse.
And on that intimidating and ferocious face, there was a slightly proud smile at this moment.
However, although he was smiling, his smile was really unflattering and could scare a lot of children to tears.
"No matter how cunning a prey you are, in front of a skilled hunter, you can only do what you want!"
"I caught you. This great achievement belongs to me, Tu Su!"
boom!
Turning around, his whole body was filled with energy, and he suddenly crashed through the mountain wall, then through the air, and went far away.
Simply, this person seemed to know his purpose. After walking a little further, he began to converge his breath, and the movement in the air became smaller and smaller, until it was almost nonexistent.
But his speed was extremely fast, at least much faster than the goshawk that Mo Chengjun transformed into, and he had already arrived in front of Mo Chengjun quietly.
…
Well, after transforming into a goshawk, Mo Chengjun is really not that fast.
After all, you are just a goshawk. All birds and beasts in the world can fly hundreds of miles away if they only flap their wings. Even a fool knows there is something wrong.
Simply, Mo Chengjun was not in a hurry, there was still enough time, and he was thinking about something while flying.
For example, he did not choose to move the entrance to the cave in the end.
On the one hand, he felt that the power of Heaven was there, and he seemed guilty of arbitrarily touching the entrance door.
On the other hand, to move the entrance to the cave, it must be completely closed first, and Mo Chengjun is not a true immortal.
Without the spiritual support in the cave, do you really think it would be easy for him to move the entrance to the cave?
It's like carrying a heavy load on one's back. A sage is like an elephant, with infinite strength. It's easy to pull a cart, and it doesn't feel like anything.
But what about him?
At most, it is a small donkey. Even if it can pull it, it will still take a lot of effort, and the speed is still slow.
If his identity was exposed, it wouldn't be worthwhile, so after thinking for a long time, Mo Chengjun gave it up to the entrance.
Of course, he was also quite confident. If he could pry open the door blindly and get in, he would have to be able to pass the "Four Nine Thunder Tribulations" level.
Although the power of the "Four Nine Thunder Tribulations" has not been verified in actual combat, Mo Chengjun can imagine that in that small space, facing such thunder methods would probably make even the immortals cry.
His thoughts wandered a little far, and a group of leaden gray clouds suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, as if it was going to rain.
The goshawk was getting closer, almost instinctively, it crossed the edge of the clouds and flew upwards, the strong wind brought by it rolled the dark clouds.
Although the goshawk has the ability to fight in the sky, Mo Chengjun really doesn't want to have to go back and forth in the dark clouds. If he is really unlucky and encounters lightning and thunder...
Well, it actually doesn't matter, he is not a real goshawk after all, he is familiar with the thunder method.
But just because he's capable doesn't mean he's willing to find trouble.
But just because he wanted to avoid it, it didn't mean that the dark cloud wanted to let him go.
Just as he passed through the sky above the dark clouds, the leaden gray clouds suddenly spread out, covering him, and then shrank violently. The dark clouds rolled and gathered, like clouds gathering and rain dispersing, and a bright world was restored.
But Mo Chengjun, who was wrapped in it, had nothing to experience. When he was suddenly attacked, he instinctively wanted to break out.
But the wings vibrated, and he felt like he was sinking into a mire. The harder he exerted force, the heavier he felt, making him unable to breathe.
Just for a moment, he felt like he had become a struggling spider in amber. He could vaguely see a tall and burly figure standing with his arms folded outside the lead cloud.
There was a greenish-purple aura surrounding him, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were filled with amusement.
Someone ambushed?
My identity exposed?
This was Mo Chengjun's most flashing thought, but it was only for a moment, and he knew that he couldn't sit still and wait for death.
No longer maintaining the fake technique, he revealed his original body, and then activated the wind technique, and blue-white wind knives spread out out of thin air to all sides.
It's just that he is trapped in it, and without the supplement of the outside world's inspiration, Mo Chengjun now relies entirely on his own magic power to use this technique. Not to mention it consumes a lot of money, and the power is also much weaker.
However, the wind knife tornado finally opened up some space for him, resisting the pressure from all around for a moment.
After taking a breath, Mo Chengjun immediately raised his hand and made a hand gesture, and saw clouds of smoke spreading around, rising, and mixed with the leaden clouds, frantically fighting for control of the clouds.
Don't forget, he started his career with "Feng Yun Lei Fa". When it comes to Yun Fa, he really doesn't think he is afraid of anyone?
Outside the clouds, the burly man's expression froze slightly, and then a sneer appeared.
He didn't talk nonsense, but the energy around his body rose up, wrapped around his big hand, and then stretched it flat, making a taking action.
This action was really very casual, not even as grand as when an immortal cultivator could control magic power, but just this simple action of taking it made Mo Chengjun feel the ultimate threat.
At this moment, the lead-gray clouds suddenly condensed more than ten times. Mo Chengjun was so stunned that his bones creaked under his pressure, and the space supported by the spell shrank more than ten times.
There was also a terrifying will in his heart, which made Mo Chengjun feel like he was a monkey under the Five Elements Mountain. No matter how powerful he was, he could not escape from the Five Finger Mountain.
This is definitely a method of immortal cultivation!
This is the will of martial arts!
This person is a martial artist, a martial artist above the Grand Master.
At this moment, Mo Chengjun finally had this understanding, but it was too late. He was pulled in front of him by the burly man.
The two looked at each other through the clouds, their vision distorted, but Mo Chengjun still recognized it at a glance. He was listening to his bragging, an inconspicuous burly man huddled in the corner in the octagonal white jade pavilion.
Thoughts whirling around, Mo Chengjun tried to keep calm and asked, "Did we have any grudges in the past?"
The burly man said with a joking tone: "No complaints!"
"So you have a grudge recently?"
"No grudge!"
"Then why do you want to arrest me, a passerby?"
Mo Chengjun said that he was very innocent, but he also said: "However, no matter what your request, just say it, as long as I take whatever I have, just let me live!"
"Hahahahaha!"
The burly man seemed to have heard the funniest joke: "Okay, stop pretending, you walked out of that cave, deceived others with the 'secret attack' trick, and transformed into a goshawk to get here, I saw it all with my own eyes.
So, don't pretend to be passing by.
And I am not some robber who blocks the road.
I came here just for you and other people in heaven, and I am going to arrest you. "
Is this awesome bragging enough to be caught?
Mo Chengjun's face twitched, and he didn't know what to do, so he had to ask: "Then, how did I, Heavenly Court, offend Your Excellency?"
"Heaven? Heaven! It comes from outside the sky. Haha, others don't know what is outside the sky, but I, the disciple of Butian, don't know?"
The burly man grinned, his smile full of ferocity: "Although I don't know how you broke through the defense line and how you came here, I captured a demon fairy to establish your reputation and opened up this cave with the 'Great Thousand'. It can be seen that the picture is not small.”
"However, despite your bad luck, you met me, Tu Su, when you came to this world. All your plots and plots came to nothing, and I, Tu Su, have achieved great success!"
"Hahahahaha!"
It was obvious that Tu Su was extremely proud and did not forget to give himself a thumbs up as he spoke.
At this moment, Mo Chengjun's mind was spinning, and he seemed to understand the cause and effect. He only felt that ten thousand grass and mud horses were racing past in his heart.
