Not only the two elders of Xing Palace, but also the powerful Nascent Soul stage masters of both good and evil paths were also very confused when they looked at the numerous monks around them.
So far, as many as 70% of the monks have successfully passed through the ghost fog and arrived here. Compared with previous years, this is definitely an extremely high proportion. What's more, most of those who rushed out afterward were only slightly injured.
This is obviously not normal. Lucky people exist all the time, but they are only a minority. It is impossible for so many people to be so lucky at the same time.
Could it be that something has changed in the ghost mist?
This is no small matter. In a place like Xutian Palace, any abnormality deserves attention.
I immediately called some monks to ask, but unfortunately, I didn't get much useful information. I only knew that for some unknown reason, these people encountered very few wronged souls along the way, so they were able to successfully pass the level.
Unable to find the reason, the Nascent Soul stage monks had no choice but to give up. However, there is an extra layer of shadow in my heart. Will the same thing happen when I enter the inner hall later?
Somewhere in the ghost fog, following a surge, two more figures stepped out one after another.
Walking in front was a man, wearing a green robe, with an ordinary appearance, but a pair of bright black eyes, revealing a shrewdness that could not be concealed. Another figure followed closely behind, his entire body wrapped in a black robe, making it impossible to see his face clearly.
"Master hasn't come out yet!" Han Li looked around, but didn't see a familiar figure, and his brows furrowed.
With Master’s strength, shouldn’t there be any problems?
He turned his head and glanced at Xu Qingcheng in the corner, wanting to ask. However, he suddenly gave up. There are a lot of Yuanying Stage monks here, and there are even powerful existences in the middle stage of Yuanying Stage. They might notice his voice transmission.
I don't have anything wrong with me. Wouldn't it be troublesome if Xu Qingcheng who ordered me was exposed? The other party doesn't know what kind of secret technique he used, so that his cultivation level is only at the pill formation stage, and it has not been discovered until now.
As for Master, should he be fine?
While Han Li was thinking in his mind, he slowly walked to a remote location and was about to sit down cross-legged when he suddenly discovered that the black-robed monk was still following closely behind him.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, and then said:
"Miss Yuan, we have escaped from the ghost mist, why are you following us?"
It was a coincidence that he and the woman happened to be teleported to the same place, and then they met again in the ghost mist, and then they successfully saved each other.
Originally it was a chance encounter, and I had no intention of getting too entangled with the other person. After all, looking at the other party's appearance, it is obvious that he is in trouble.
He was the most afraid of trouble, so when he left Guimu, he planned to separate from him.
Unexpectedly, the other party followed him again, which gave him a headache.
"Brother Han, forgive me, my little sister has no choice but to do this. In the previous battle with the ghost king, my magic weapon has been seriously damaged and cannot be used in a short time. And there are many dangers in Xutian Temple, so my little sister has no choice but to I rely on Brother Han." When she said this, the woman's bright eyes instantly turned red, as if she was about to cry.
Unfortunately, this pitiful performance was in vain, and it had no effect at all in Han Li's eyes. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the other party with an indifferent expression:
"Since Miss Yuan said that, then Han must ask some questions clearly. I am not a modest gentleman, I have a kind heart, and I don't want to be used in vain."
"Brother Mo, feel free to speak up if you have anything to say. If you can reveal it, my little sister will never hide it at all." The woman answered immediately, but she felt a little unhappy in her heart.
This guy is too cold-blooded and has no compassion at all. Sure enough, Han Li did not hesitate after hearing this and continued to ask:
"It's very simple. As long as Miss Yuan tells her the purpose of her trip, including how far she plans to go? And why she is dressed like this. She was so panicked before? But what's the big trouble for herself?"
"Brother Han is joking, what trouble can I get into, it's just..."
"Miss Yuan, there's no need to be embarrassed. Just forget it if you don't want to say it. I'm too lazy to listen to some insincere explanations." Seeing the other party's hesitation, Han Li interrupted him directly.
"you……"
The woman in black robe was immediately furious when the other party was so stubborn. Feeling ashamed and angry, he didn't want to beg the other party in a low voice anymore, so he just left in anger.
Han Li didn't take this to heart at all. He slowly sat cross-legged and then began to practice with his eyes closed.
…
About half a day passed again, and fewer and fewer monks came out of the ghost mist.
At this moment, Han Li couldn't sit still anymore. He turned his head and looked around from time to time, praying that his master was safe.
It's not just him, there are many people who are 'concerned' about Mo Juren's safety.
In the pavilion, Wu Chou frowned slightly, and couldn't help but secretly thought, Mo's strength is not low, why hasn't he come out yet? Could something really happen? That's just right, it will save our ancestors the trouble of taking action.
At the same time, the two elders of Xing Gong, who were located on the edge of a certain place, were also frowning at this time. Obviously, it was somewhat unexpected that Mo Juren had not come out for so long.
You won't really encounter any danger, right? It won't be easy to explain to the young master after returning. Unfortunately, it is unrealistic for them to return to the ghost fog to search. The ghost fog covers a vast area. Who knows where it is?
Fortunately, we didn't wait too long. As the ghost fog rolled somewhere, a figure slowly walked out, it was Mo Juren. His face was a little pale, as if he was seriously injured.
"Master!" Han Li was naturally overjoyed when he finally saw a familiar figure, and his heart was relieved a little. However, seeing the other party's condition, I couldn't help but feel worried again.
As for the other two places, the mood is completely opposite. The eyes of the two elders of Xing Gong flickered, and then they stopped paying attention. On the contrary, Wu Chou frowned again.
"This guy looks a little bad. Is he planning to stop here? If so, wouldn't there be nothing he can do against him?"
He turned around and glanced at his ancestor, who also frowned and then became thoughtful.
Wu Chou withdrew his gaze, but was unwilling to give up this rare opportunity. After thinking about it, he suddenly secretly sent a message to someone: "Why is Fellow Daoist Mo like this? Could it be that he has encountered some big trouble?"
"I broke into a ghost king's lair!" Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said helplessly.
"Uh! You're so lucky..." Wu Chou was suddenly stunned, but he couldn't help but feel a little gloating in his heart. He did not forget the business and continued,
"Then I don't know what Daoist friend Mo has planned in the future, but are you still willing to continue to fulfill the bet between you and me?"
"Bet!" Mo Ju looked at the other party in surprise. How on earth did this guy have such a brain? Does he still remember this? Without exposing the other party, he immediately replied,
"Mo was injured before, and he paid a huge price to get rid of the ghost king. He is no longer able to continue to perform the contract."
"How can that be done!" Wu Chou suddenly became anxious and said again,
"If Fellow Daoist Mo does not fulfill the bet, then the promise made by this young master will no longer count. There is no way to understand the grudges between you and me."
"Mo is also powerless, let it take its course. As for Young Master Wu's kindness, I can only accept it with heart." Mo Juren was amused in his heart, but his words were completely like a broken jar.
This made Wu Chou dumbfounded, and he didn't know what to do for a while. Is it possible that we really gave up this opportunity? In that case, it would be troublesome to seek revenge in the future.
With the opponent's strength, it would be very difficult to catch the opponent if he concentrated on hiding. Even if the other party is more ruthless and directly takes refuge in Xingong, then he can only watch helplessly and can do nothing.
Thinking of the humiliation in the past and the tragic death of his two concubines, he couldn't swallow it. Not only hatred, but also coveting for the Miaoyin Sect, as well as his own face, etc. Under various conditions, there is no reason to let the other party go.
After thinking for a moment, something suddenly moved in his heart, and then he said:
"Fellow Daoist Mo's situation is indeed special, so this bet is over. It's just a pity that there are countless treasures in the inner hall, but I have no chance with you.
However, there will be a one-day interval after the second level is opened, and some rare elixirs can be picked. Brother Mo might consider it. "
"Thank you, Master Wu, for reminding me, Mo has the same plan!" Mo Juren nodded slightly.
Hearing this, Wu Chou was overjoyed, but kept his expression on his face. At the same time, he was secretly sarcastic in his heart. This guy is also very generous. Do you really think that your ancestors will not take action because of the face of their predecessors? Or maybe you think those two old guys from Star Palace will be nosy?
Are you kidding me? Although entering the ice and fire path is considered as entering the second level, it does not prevent someone from taking action. After all, according to the ancestor's introduction, the space inside is extremely large, and the two old guys from Xinggong are not nannies, so they cannot control everything at any time.
In short, whether this guy is really big-hearted or ignores this point, it is the best. Naturally, he would not remind him of anything, and instead said nothing more, so as not to arouse the other party's vigilance.
Mo Juren also roughly guessed what the other party was thinking and ignored him. Instead, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.
Several hours passed again, and in the center surrounded by several jade pavilions, on a bare stone slab, a dazzling white light lit up again.
This familiar scene naturally attracted all the monks to look sideways. However, they were not as surprised as before. Instead, they watched patiently and attentively.
Soon, as the white light dissipated, a familiar teleportation array emerged out of thin air again, no different from the one that had appeared in the hall before.
The two elders of Xing Gong stepped forward to check for a moment and said again:
"This is the teleportation array leading to the next level of Ice and Fire Road. Before entering the second level, everyone can have a whole day to pick some rare spiritual herbs and spiritual fruits as a reward for passing the first level...
Afterwards, whether you plan to continue exploring further or stop when you feel good, you must think about it in advance. For the former, you can go directly to the entrance of the Ice and Fire Road, and for the latter, you can return here again through the teleportation array. Just wait quietly. The teleportation array returning to the hall will appear in a month...
I want to emphasize one point, especially for those unfamiliar Taoists who come to Xutian Temple for the first time. Whether you enter the inner sanctum to continue your adventure or stop here, you only have one day to consider and make a timely decision.
Once the time passes and you don't come out, you really can never get out. Maybe you can wait until the next time Xutian Palace opens before leaving, but unfortunately there has never been a successful precedent...
I don’t know the reason, but in short, fellow Taoists, it’s better not to take chances..."
After the two elders of Star Palace reminded them, they stopped staying any longer, and then stepped onto the teleportation array with another elder and disappeared.
Time was limited, and the other monks did not dare to waste it, so they immediately got up and moved forward. Among them, Mo Juren and Han Li were definitely the fastest, stepping onto the teleportation array first.
There was a flash of white light, and the two figures had disappeared.
Seeing this, Wu Chou's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he quickly looked at his ancestor. However, the latter looked calm and not anxious at all. It was not until the crowd gradually dwindled that he slowly stood up and headed towards the teleportation formation.
…
The sky is blue, with white clouds like snow, surrounded by endless green grassland, with faintly visible mountains at the far end.
Facing such beautiful scenery, Mo Juren couldn't help but sigh.
The abilities of the ancient monks are truly incredible. This approach, which is similar to creating an independent space, can be said to be a magical method.
This already involves the application of extremely profound laws, and it is also the most top-level space law.
He couldn't help but wonder, was this really what monks in the mortal world could do? So what kind of cultivation did the Bingso Fairy have back then? Or was it not just her, but someone with help from the spirit world?
Different from now, in ancient times, there was a close connection between the mortal world and the spiritual world.
Of course, these are just his guesses, and the specific situation is unknown.
Han Li was also here for the first time. As expected, he was also shocked by the unpredictable and powerful methods of the ancient monks. He did not recover for a long time.
It wasn't until Mo Juren reminded him that he realized what was happening. He still said in disbelief: "This doesn't seem to be an illusion!"
"Of course not." Mo Juren smiled. He who was familiar with the original work knew very well that everything here was real. It was a real small world. There were even a large number of top-level spiritual veins sealed in it, making it full of aura. .
While speaking, his eyes glanced in a certain direction before continuing,
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's get down to business first."
After saying that, he immediately jumped into the air. Han Li was not slow and turned into a line of green light to follow closely. The two of them didn't waste any time. Under the leadership of Mo Juren, they left through the air and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Elsewhere, Xu Qingcheng's bright eyes flickered, and without hesitation, she turned into a six-color strange light and chased after him.
The teleportation array behind him kept flashing, and the monks who appeared were all a little excited, and they couldn't wait to fly in all directions. It wasn't until a moment later that the Nascent Soul stage monks from both the good and evil paths appeared one after another.
The righteous side is headed by Wan Tianming, and the demonic side is headed by Man Huzi. Fortunately, it was not the right time to start a fight here, so the two sides just glared at each other and left.
The rare elixirs in the Xutian Palace are extremely valuable, and even the Nascent Soul stage monks are very greedy. For example, the longevity fruit is one of the targets of Man Beard's visit this time.
After a while, only the ancestor and grandson of Jiyin old monster were left in front of the teleportation array.
"Ancestor, we..."
"Don't worry, he can't run away..." The old monster Jiyin sneered, his slender eyes full of murderous intent. After sensing it carefully for a moment, he then looked in a certain direction and said in a cold voice,
"Let's go, get rid of this person first and get some interest."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and robe, and the thick black mist appeared instantly, and Wu Chou flew high into the sky.
Until the black fog gradually faded away, a green light suddenly lit up again on the spot, and the figure of the old man in Confucian clothing emerged. Looking at the direction where the black fog disappeared, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
