I heard that he saved the entire world of immortal cultivation with his own strength, and he is a true great sage.
He has earned a lot of merits, and although his cultivation is not very high, he seems like a noble and cold god.
Even the Immortal Lord attaches great importance to him and plans to train him well so that he can become one of the managers of the immortal world in the future.
What surprised Bai Chen was that in the life that Luo Lihua experienced, there was no such person as Sang Musen.
But on second thought, it dawned on me. Perhaps it was because when Sang Musen emerged in the fairy world, Luo Lihua had already been locked up, so there was no such person as Sang Musen in her memory!
After Luo Lihua was imprisoned by Mo Guque, the only immortals she came into contact with were Mo Guque, him and his mistress.
Of course it is impossible to know that person.
Under Sang Musen's management, the strength of all parties in Moxiang Palace is very strong and is comparable to that of Lihua Palace.
It develops even better than Mo Xiang Palace in the plot.
Mo Xiang Palace has truly become a safe haven for the immortals who ascend from the lower world, not just a gimmick.
During these ten thousand years, immortals from the Mo Xiang Palace had also looked for Mo Guque, but when they couldn't find him anymore, no one went to look for him anymore.
His soul lamp was still on, which meant he was not dead yet, so some of his subordinates thought that he was probably in seclusion somewhere.
There are also some immortals who seclude themselves for ten thousand years in order to break through a major obstacle.
After a slow ten thousand years, Mo Guque's name had become a symbol in Mo Xiang Palace. Even if there were still immortals who remembered him, they no longer worshipped him like they did ten thousand years ago.
During this period, the Mo Xiang Palace changed several people in power before it finally fell into the hands of Sang Musen, who then developed and expanded the sect.
The middle and upper-level leadership team there seemed to have undergone several major changes, and all of Mo Guque's former loyal followers had disappeared.
Maybe they left, or maybe they became cannon fodder in the turbulent struggle.
Everyone knows who the founder of Mo Xiang Palace is, but none of them thinks that now that the founder has returned, the sect will still belong to him.
Unless he has absolute strength, he can easily control the situation.
But as it stands, even if the founder suddenly appears, it will be quite difficult to take back power from the existing holders of power.
The current ruler, Sang Musen, has reached the ninth level of Xuanxian and is about to enter the threshold of Immortal Lord.
However, Mo Guque ten thousand years ago was only a Golden Immortal.
Compared with the Black Immortal, the Golden Immortal seems to have only crossed a big level, but in fact the difference is more than ten thousand years.
From Golden Immortal to Mysterious Immortal, some immortals cannot complete it even after 100,000 years.
Bai Chen kindly informed Mo Guque of the good news from Mo Xianggong, intending to make him "happy".
At present, Mo Guque has been successfully turned into a vengeful spirit by Bai Chen.
A strong sense of resentment lingered around his broken body.
He hated the god who had cast him down to the mortal world, he hated the poisonous Luo Lihua, and he hated Sang Musen who had taken over his sect even more.
He swore that if he had another chance to reincarnate, he would come back for revenge and make his enemies live a life worse than death.
At this point, he had actually long since given up hope of having a chance to escape.
He knew very well that there was no way that vicious woman would let him go.
Since he didn't have the ability to commit suicide, he could only pray that his body functions would be exhausted sooner.
But unfortunately, the Golden Immortal's vitality is very tenacious and he won't die in a short time.
During these ten thousand years, Mo Guque always hoped that he could lose consciousness and suffer less, but every time he couldn't bear it anymore and fainted, he was woken up by a force.
Not even a nap.
Even for an immortal, it would be very uncomfortable to be awake all the time without a moment's rest.
How he wished he could get some sleep! Even just for an hour would be fine.
But this seems to have become a luxury. For the past ten thousand years, he has been in a state of wakefulness, enduring the high temperature, the severe pain, and the mental torment.
Because he had not been able to practice for a long time, his tolerance to high temperatures had become very weak.
Even if Bai Chen no longer blessed the 'Hell Spirit Flower', he could still be roasted to death.
At this time, his legs had turned into pitch-black skeletons, his face was no longer handsome, and his entire head looked like a skull covered with a layer of burnt yellow skin.
His body had become so thin that it was just skin and bones, and finally felt like bacon that had been roasted dry.
The only thing you can feel from his slightly rising and falling chest is that he is still alive.
He didn't know how long he had been hanging here, a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even longer.
He didn't know how long he could live or when these tormenting days would end.
He only knew that he would never be able to get out.
When Bai Chen told him the news about Mo Xiang Palace, his lifeless eyes became much more lively. The light emanating from his eyes was extremely cold, and from his toothless mouth came a series of vague roars.
I could vaguely hear what he said, "Luo Lihua! Luo Lihua, I'm going to drag you to hell!"
Bai Chen still sat on the chair with a smile on his face. He was not threatened at all. He only said four words, "Wait and see!"
Then he left in style.
"Why? Why? Luo Lihua? Even if I wanted to take your piano for myself, your punishment is too much!
Please, let me be a sensible ghost, please!
Why? Why on earth do you hate me so much
Even if I took your things and didn't return them, I shouldn't bear such a heavy sin!
Woohoo! Woohoo!
Please, kill me! Kill me! I've had enough! "
Mo Guque behind him broke down and cried again, but there were no more tears in his sunken eye sockets.
He had lost his fighting spirit and only wished to die quickly.
But death has become a luxury for him.
"How can I kill you? I am a kind-hearted fairy, how can I kill
You! Just live here peacefully! Don't be polite."
Bai Chen's voice, as clear as a spring, echoed throughout the entire 108th level of purgatory.
When Mo Guque heard Bai Chen's slightly playful voice, he collapsed even more!
"Ah! I can't stand it! I can't stand it anymore, let me die, let me die!"
At this moment, he really hoped that he could become a fool who didn't know joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness!
I really hope that everything I am experiencing now is just an illusion!
How nice it would be if we could just take a good sleep and when we wake up everything would be back to square one!
Unfortunately, no matter how many times he closed his eyes and opened them again, he still saw the same environment that made him collapse.
I wish I could die right now!
I hope... .
In the days that followed, Bai Chen did not pay too much attention to Mo Xiang Palace. The only enemy missing was Mo Gu. Even if the other immortals in Mo Xiang Palace had any conflicts with Luo Lihua in the plot, they were not enough for him to eliminate them.
What made Bai Chen happiest was that one day, when she was sitting in the chaotic space practicing, the two cute little pets finally woke up.
The first thing they did when they woke up was to crawl out and ask for a hug. Ten thousand years had passed, and the two little guys had not grown at all.