"Do you know why the white-haired man is struggling with me." The cultivator's soul of the pill formation stage did not immediately answer Mo Bai's words, but sold a key, the voice transmission Yu Mo Bai said.
A stern expression flashed in the ink white black eyes, and the two fingers pressed slightly, the white fluorescence flashing on the little figure's body suddenly dimmed, only a scream from the soul, and hurriedly shouted: "No, no. I will say it right away. Please be merciful to fellow Taoists."
"Then you can say it quickly, I don't have so much time to spend with you here." Mo Bai loosened his fingers slightly, and said a little.
"Yes, yes." The fluorescence on the body of the cultivator's soul flickered again, and hurriedly responded. At this moment, he was really afraid that the other party would force his two fingers, so that he would really fall.
"In fact, the white-haired man knew that I had a map of the ancient monk's cave mansion in my hand, so I was bitterly forced." The little figure said hesitantly. A reluctant look.
"Are you finished?" Mo Bai felt disappointed when he heard that it was the Ancient Cave Mansion again, so there were no fluctuations on his face, just a faint question.
Hearing Mo Bai's plain tone, the primordial spirit of the cultivating cultivator suddenly panicked. To know the treasures in the Ancient Cave Mansion, for the current monks, they are extremely rare, as long as they have the opportunity to know the whereabouts of the Ancient Cave Mansion, they will definitely be rushed, even the old monsters in the return period will also get a leg. But how could this person be so calm and unmoved.
"That's the ancient monk's cave mansion, and the power of the ancient treasure in the cave mansion is not comparable to the current magical treasure." The cultivator's soul in the formation period suddenly became anxious, in case this person does not understand the value of this map, Whenever he tried hard, he would be deadly grieving. Hurriedly said repeatedly.
Mo Bai's face didn't change its color, just listening quietly.
"As long as you promise to let me go, I will take you to fetch it right away, and I will put this map in a hidden place." Seeing that no matter what I said, the other party was expressionless, the soul of the cultivator during the alchemy phase, Really panicked, and said continuously in Mo Bai's brain.
After a while, Mo Bai's calm face moved at the corner of his mouth. There seemed to be a smile on his face.
Seeing his own words, it still played some role. The cultivator in the formation stage saw the hope of escape and said hurriedly: "I will hide the map not far away. As long as the daoists follow me, just let me go. The map is yours."
"Really?" Mo Bai asked faintly, and then the smile disappeared suddenly.
Mo Bai's expression changed, making the heart of the pill formation stage primordial spirit suddenly upset and uneasy!
"Friends of Taoism, you need to know that the exercises in the ancient cave mansion are not comparable to the current exercises. As long as you can find a copy of the exercises that suits you, then you can improve your strength. I heard about it. There are also some ancient monks’ practice notes in the ancient cave mansion, which is also of great benefit to one’s own cultivation.”
Seeing the icy chill on Mo Bai's face, the primordial spirit of the cultivator of the Dan-condensation stage hurriedly chattered, constantly agitating Mo Bai, wanting Mo Bai to let his own way out.
At this moment, Mo Bai's expression suddenly eased, as if he was moved by the words spoken by the cultivator's soul. Seeing what he said, the cultivator's soul of the pill formation stage breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, Mo Bai's hand suddenly moved.
I saw his two fingers touch them gently together, and two green flames appeared at the fingertips. Scroll directly towards the cultivator's soul of the pill formation stage.
Suddenly, the primordial spirit in his hand only made a scream, and was drowned by the green flame, completely disappearing from this world. The poor cultivator of the formation stage and the white-haired man fought with the baby for a day and night, and unexpectedly encountered a Mo Bai who was not cold about it.
Mo Bai sighed lightly, shook his hand, and retracted the green flame into his body. After experiencing the last trip to the ancient cave mansion, Mo Bai sighed that he hadn't done it yet, at least he hadn't planned for it yet.
In fact, the crux of the problem is that Mo Bai is quite disgusted with the behavior of monks taking homes.
This was the second soul that Mo Bai had eliminated. He was almost taken away when he was still in the condensing period, so no matter what conditions the other party offered, he would not let him go.
Besides, the cultivator in the formation of pill stage manipulated the corpse to fly to his side before falling down. Originally, he was uneasy and kindly waited for him to fight the white-haired man after the battle. Even if one side wins, it will be a tragic victory. At this time, the cultivator's spirit will definitely be greatly damaged, which provides convenience for his seizure.
But what he didn't expect was that Mo Bai would end the battle so soon, and his energy didn't suffer much. And he had been prepared long ago, so that his calculations would be in vain.
As for, let Mo Bai take him to get the map of the ancient cave. This Mo Bai would not believe the nonsense that this person said, the average monk, that is not to hide the treasure with him. In this world of cultivating immortals, can anyone be more trustworthy than yourself
Mo Bai wiped his sleeves to the cultivator during the alchemy phase, and his storage bag had been put in his storage ring. After handling the two corpses, Mo Bai flashed up and headed towards the Yunmeng Mountain Range.
It seems that this road will not be very peaceful. Therefore, Mo Bai would not expose his figure in the air. So as not to be attacked unexpectedly.
Five days later, Mo Bai entered the range of the Yunmeng Mountain Range and looked up at the main peak of Yunhemen that soared into the clouds. Looking at this familiar and unfamiliar Yunmeng Mountain Range. Mo Bai couldn't help but sighed that his time in Yunhemen was not long, and it was not even as good as his recent retreat.
But this is his mountain gate after all. As a member of the Yunhe gate, at this moment, he should return to the mountain gate to do his best for the gate.
With a light sigh, Mo Bai touched his nose. Standing up and flying towards the main peak of Yunmeng.
"Who is in front, please stay." Just as Mo Bai, who was in mid-air, was about to use his speed, there was a shout not far in front.
Mo Bai stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.
I saw a middle-aged man in yellow clothes flying towards him with more than a dozen lights.
"Who are you?" The yellow-robed middle-aged man stopped short in front of Mo Bai, his figure was cold, his eyes flashed sharply, and he shouted to Mo Bai.
Without changing his face, Mo Bai swept away his divine consciousness toward the Yunhemen disciple of this small group. It turned out that the middle-aged man in yellow clothes who led the team was also a monk in the early stage of alchemy, and the dozen disciples behind him were only in the condensing period.
Mo Bai faced the many monks, his expression unchanged. He knew that it was not peaceful at this time, and it was normal for the Zongmen to strengthen their defense against the Yunmeng Mountain Range.
His right hand flipped, and a waist card appeared in his hand. Mo Bai didn't speak, and directly threw his waist card to the middle-aged man in yellow clothes.
The yellow-clothed middle-aged man was naturally wary when he saw that the other party was also a monk in the early stage of alchemy. Seeing the other party throw the waist card, he waved his sleeves, rolled the waist card, and stared attentively.
After a while, he took a close look at the Mo Bai standing still in place. Seeing him dressed up in a blue shirt, wearing clothes that were not from Yunhemen, but the waistband in his hand was indeed genuine, and it was the identity of the elder's personal disciple, and he could not help but glanced twice.
After a while, the yellow-clothed middle-aged man asked, "May I ask if you are that elder's disciple?"
"Major Dao Ling." Mo Bai groaned for a while, and said lightly.
"Dao Ling?" The middle-aged man in Huangyi couldn't help being stunned. He remembered that there was only one female disciple named Bai Ling under the seat of Dao Ling, who was now in the post-foundation stage. I don't know when this elder accepted such a male disciple in the early stage of alchemy.
However, since the opponent has shown the elder's waist card, it seems that there will be no fakes. Moreover, the upper-level affairs are naturally beyond the control of these disciples.
The yellow-clothed middle-aged person immediately reacted, no matter what, the other party's cultivation base and identity are not inferior to his own. It doesn't seem necessary to embarrass the other party too much.
"It turns out to be a sect, you came just right." The yellow-clothed middle-aged man threw his waist card back to Mo Bai and said to him. At this moment, his face is much better.
"In Xia Lang Liangjin, I don't know what you should call it?" The yellow-clothed middle-aged man took a fist and asked Mo Bai after he reported his home.
"It's easy to say, in Xia Mo Bai." Mo Bai clasped his fists at him, and said lightly.
"Since everyone is of the same school, and I have grown up with Lang Liangjin for some years, then I am worthy of being a junior." The yellow-clothed middle-aged man turned his eyes at this moment and immediately laughed and said.
"Then Junior Brother, I will meet Senior Brother Lang." Although Mo Bai said politely, his face was still very plain.
Upon seeing this, Lang Liangjin didn't care. Moved closer to Mo Bai, and said to Mo Bai: "Since Junior Brother Mo is back in Yunhemen, he is also a disciple in Yunhemen, shouldn't he do something for the sect?"
"What does Senior Brother Lang mean?" Mo Bai touched his nose, knowing that the other party seemed to have something to say. After that, Mo Bai stopped and looked at Lang Liangjin.
"It's easy to say, easy to talk." Lang Liangjin laughed and said, "Look, now I am taking more than a dozen disciples in the door to perform a task assigned by the door. I just want to invite Junior Brother Mo to go with him, you see. how?"
"This..." Mo Bai hesitated for a moment, and said nothing.
Seeing Mo Bai hesitating, Lang Liangjin hurriedly said: "Junior Brother, don't worry too much. As for the task reward, you and I are half each. What do you think?"
Mo Bai looked at each other, and Shen groaned for a while, and said, "Since Brother Lang is so generous, then why don't I just go as you go."
Seeing Mo Bai's willingness to agree, Lang Liangxing rejoiced, saying, "As soon as I saw Junior Brother, I knew that Junior Brother is a refreshing person, so let's set off."
After speaking, with a wave of his right hand, he shouted at the condensing disciple who was following him immediately: "This is your Master Mo, what he said is what I said. You must also follow Mo for this mission. Master Uncle’s arrangement."
"Yes." A dozen disciples behind him shouted in unison.
Mo Bai standing next to Lang Liangjin's black eyes flickered. He only agreed to respond with his own considerations. After all, he did not fully understand the current situation in the Xuanwu realm. Through this trip, he could get some information from Senior Brother Lang. Secondly, in the sect, it seems that besides Yu Yun'er, there is really no acquaintance who knows him. In that case, it doesn’t hurt to know one more.
Mo Bai is still quite concerned about the current situation at Yunhemen. After all, Mo Bai didn't want to confess his life here, so he tried to find a way to learn more about the situation as soon as possible. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)