Su Mo looked at the things in front of him that were blocking his path to the third floor, with a firm gaze... Nothing could block my way.
Su Mo stood up and walked cautiously step by step toward the place surrounded by fog in front of him.
Zhixuan and Mu De saw Su Mo walking forward and immediately followed him.
Su Mo kept getting closer to the strange place, and the situation ahead gradually became clearer.
Hundreds of strange ghosts have dull eyes and wander aimlessly, as if they have no consciousness and only the instinct to wander.
The hundreds of ghosts wore different clothes, but their faces were white and lifeless.
The long hair is fluttering, so weird!
The six figures did not dare to move rashly amid the siege of hundreds of ghosts, and seemed to dare not touch any ghost.
Su Mo walked to the edge where hundreds of ghosts surrounded the six people and saw clearly the situation of the six people.
An old Taoist priest, an old monk.
An extraordinary young man in well-dressed clothes, and an old woman who closely protects the young man in well-dressed clothes.
A slender young girl wearing a purple dress.
There was another person whom Su Mo had met, and that was the saintly girl of the Holy Sect... Ning Baixue.
At this moment, Ning Baixue looked sad, without any of the domineering look she had before in front of the imperial palace, and the white-haired old man beside her was also missing.
Su Mo didn't have any good impression of the Saint of the Holy Sect, so he just looked at her coldly and stopped paying attention to her.
On the contrary, it was the girl in the purple dress that caught Su Mo's attention. He found that the girl in the purple dress was not panicked at all, but was arranging her hair leisurely and boredly.
The appearance of Su Mo and the others also attracted the attention of these six people.
"Master?" Monk Zhixuan took the lead and shouted softly to the old monk among the people surrounded by hundreds of ghosts.
The old monk looked behind Su Mo and seemed to see Su Mo's Zhixuan clearly, and asked softly: "Zhixuan?"
"Master!" Zhixuan heard the old monk's response and immediately wanted to rush forward.
As soon as he stood up, he was pulled by Su Mo, and the old monk inside immediately shouted: "Don't come over!"
Zhixuan stopped, confused.
"We are trapped in an extremely weird formation. There are hundreds of ghosts wandering in front of us. We must not touch these things, otherwise there will be a disaster!" The old monk explained to the three people outside.
The old Taoist priest next to the old monk also looked over and seemed to see Taoist Mu De. His face changed and he cursed: "Why did you, a traitor, come in? Is this the place you should come to?"
Taoist priest Mu De curled his lips: "If you hadn't passed the second volume of the Dao Xuan Jing to me, I wouldn't have entered this ghost place!"
"You..." The old Taoist priest was so angry that he almost rushed out and whipped this traitor to death.
At this time, the old monk said: "You should leave quickly, don't come in, this formation is extremely weird. We can't get out, you can find an exit and leave God's Domain quickly."
"Master..." Monk Zhixuan was stunned for a while, then shook his head.
Taoist priest Mu De looked at the old Taoist priest in the formation with a complicated expression.
The old Taoist priest looked at the people moving outside and said angrily to Taoist Mu De: "Why don't you get out of here? What are you doing standing there?"
Mu De shook his head and refused: "No, the second volume of your Dao Xuan Jing has not been passed on to me yet! If you die, the Dao Xuan Jing will be lost."
The old Taoist priest pointed at Mu De with trembling fingers, but after a moment he sighed again: "I copied the second volume of the Dao Xuan Jing and put it under the bed. You can see it when you go back, so hurry up and go!"
Mu De curled his lips: "Don't even think about lying to me, Master Dao. I've already searched your room, and there's nothing there!"
The old Taoist priest was angry again and was speechless for a while.
After a long time, he slowly said: "Put it under the bed in your room before I leave!"
Priest Mu De still stubbornly shook his head:
"Master Dao, I don't like reading, and your handwriting is too ugly!"
"If you don't teach me yourself...I won't be able to learn it!"
The old Taoist priest looked complicated...
Su Mo shook his head, turned back to Zhixuan and Mu De and said, "Follow me closely..."ŴŴŴ.BIQUGE.biz
Zhixuan and Mu De immediately stuck closely behind Su Mo. Su Mo said this, which meant that Su Mo had a way!
Su Mo tentatively walked forward and came to a wandering ghost.
The ghost seemed to have discovered Su Mo, and its gray pupils glanced at Su Mo.
Then, this ghost actually gave way!
Su Mo was stunned...
Everyone in the divine realm is mortal, except for Confucianism cultivators... Su Mo instantly understood the meaning of this sentence.
The strange formations in the divine realm will not cause harm to Confucian cultivators.
Confucianism cultivators are an alternative in the divine realm...
Suddenly, Su Mo remembered something, turned around and asked Mu De and Zhixuan:
"Have you encountered illusions in the divine realm?"
Zhixuan and Mu De didn't know why Su Mo suddenly asked this, and they both shook their heads.
Su Mo turned around and looked at the ghost who had moved away from him, as if he couldn't understand something...
...Why do monks other than Confucianism cultivators encounter all kinds of strange dangers in the divine realm, but Confucianism cultivators are the exception?
...But why do Confucian monks encounter illusions that other monks cannot?
Is it because...
Confucian sage!
Su Mo's eyes flashed and he continued walking forward.
All the ghosts they encountered moved out of the way, allowing Su Mo to pass unimpeded. Mu De and Zhixuan followed Su Mo's steps closely, for fear of falling behind!
Wherever Su Mo passed, the ghosts retreated.
It seems that these ghosts have a respect for Confucianism and Taoism engraved deep in their souls. Even if they become unconscious ghosts, their instincts are still there.
Su Mo moved forward cautiously, and with the ghost's concession, he easily reached the six people in the center of the formation.
"Master!" As soon as Monk Zhixuan entered the formation, his expression immediately changed. He ran to the old monk's side and asked anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you?"
The old monk was in ruins, with blood stains oozing from the corners of his mouth! A seriously injured look.
The same goes for the old Taoist priest on the side!
"It's okay. If you encounter some trouble and your spiritual power is exhausted, just practice for a year or two and you'll be fine!"
Mu De slowly walked to the seriously injured old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest just looked at Mu De and sighed, saying nothing.
The old monk glanced at Su Mo, and slowly and tremblingly said, "Is the little donor a Confucian and Taoist monk?"
"Confucianism and Taoism..." The other people looked at him with different expressions.
Ning Baixue, who was dressed in a white dress, looked at Su Mo with a complicated expression and said nothing.
She still remembered that she met Su Mo in front of the Royal Palace of China a year ago... She could not forget the scene of thousands of dead souls bowing to Su Mo.
I will never forget that the young man in white faced thousands of dead souls day after day, sending them away with an extremely peaceful gesture...
At that time, she wanted to take Su Mo away to the Divine Realm by force...it was not until the dean of the academy appeared that she left in anger.
Seeing Su Mojin's strange formation, which was a death formation for them, it was like entering a deserted land. Ning Baixue was in a daze for a while... except for the Confucian cultivators!
The young man in fine clothes looked at Su Mo and looked back at the old woman behind him. The two looked at each other and seemed to be communicating in secret.
The girl in purple looked at Su Mo with her leisurely and bright eyes, showing a trace of curiosity... It was the first time she saw such a young Confucian and Taoist monk.
"Exactly!" Su Mo answered the old monk's question without paying attention to the others.
Zhixuan then opened his mouth to explain: "This is Dahua's current top scholar, the seventh disciple of the Academy Dean, Su Mo!"
The old Taoist priest was stunned and said, "This little friend is Su Zhuangyuan? Su Zhuangyuan is young and promising. I have heard about it for a long time."
"Su Zhuangyuan..." The girl in purple had a teasing look on her face. She seemed to have heard something inside.
Su Mo's expression froze and he shook his head, "Let's use the formation first, follow closely!"
After Su Mo finished speaking, he took the lead to walk outside the formation, and the group immediately followed.
Su Mo opens the way, all ghosts retreat...
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