When Mo Yuan heard what Mr. Mo Da said, an idea suddenly occurred to him. He remembered that there was a portrait on the wall of the Elder Hall that looked exactly like Mo Yun.
He had a look of sudden enlightenment on his face, and pointed at Mo Yun in surprise: "Impossible, you, how could you be him?"
Mr. Mo Da smiled and said, "Everything is possible in the ancient martial arts world. Who do you think he is?"
Before Mo Yuan could answer, Mo Yuan interrupted, “Could it be Elder Mo Yunmo, the former elder of Fang Cun Mountain?”
Mo Jin also noticed something. He had just rushed here from the Elders' Hall. The cold wind blew Mo Yun's portrait, and he glanced at it inadvertently.
Mo Yun laughed and introduced himself: "Yes, I am Mo Yun."
Mr. Mo Er and the three elders, including Mo Xinyan, were all so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. Mo Xinyan said in a daze: "Didn't you enter the immortal world? There are rumors outside that you have already..."
"Rumor has it that I'm dead? Haha, in the ancient martial arts world, anything is possible. I'm not dead. I'm standing in front of you all. I just came out of the immortal world last night."
Everyone was excited at the same time to be able to meet an elder from Fangcun Mountain who lived hundreds of years ago.
Mo Yun introduced them to everyone: "This is Sister Juan, Old Qin, and Grandma Butterfly. They are all from the same generation as me. They were all famous ancient martial arts masters hundreds of years ago."
The names of Sister Ajuan and the others sounded unfamiliar, but when we thought about the fact that they were from the same era as Mo Yun and had all been in the world of immortality for hundreds of years, we all stood in awe.
Mo Xinyan exclaimed, "Sister Juan, Grandma Butterfly, you look younger than me, but you are of the same generation as our ancestor. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it."
Everyone was talking about it and asking about the strange things in the world of immortality, but they soon returned to the topic of who had set up this evil formation.
Grandma Mo is an expert at setting up formations, but she doesn't recognize this kind of formation. She has been wondering who could have set up this evil formation. After thinking for a long time, she feels that no one in modern times has such ability.
After seeing Mo Yun, she also had an epiphany. Only an old monster like this who came out of the world of immortality could have the ability to set up such a powerful and evil formation.
She carefully asked Mo Yun for confirmation: "Ancestor Elder, as far as I can remember, there is no ancient warrior who can set up a formation that can cover the entire mountain. In modern times, there are not many people who are proficient in formations. Elder Wei of Taiyi Sect has some attainments in formations, but he cannot have the ability to set up such a powerful formation. Could it be that the person who set up this formation came from the Immortal Realm?"
Sister Juan smiled and said, "Yes, it should be Luo Tianquan, the founder of Tianquan Sect, who did it. He is proficient in Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, the Nine Palaces and Eight Diagrams, and is extremely smart. He created the Tianluo Fist by himself. He is a martial arts genius, but unfortunately, he has an extreme personality and is evil and insidious."
Laughing Mile hurried over and said, "Master, all the disciples have gathered in the square in front of the Sutra Library as agreed, and have already deployed the wind and thunder defense formation."
Mr. Mo Da looked solemn, "Although I don't understand this formation, and I don't know who did it, the black fog in the sky contains a strong evil aura. We have to be on guard. Everyone, come with me to the Sutra Library."
Sister Juan asked in confusion: "Why do we have to go to the Sutra Library?"
Mo Yun was also a little confused.
Mr. Mo Da smiled but said nothing: "Seniors, just follow me and you will know when you get there."
The group followed Mr. Mo Da, passed through the buildings in the backyard, and arrived at the Sutra Library on the top of Fangcun Mountain.
The buildings in the backyard are long in history, simple and vicissitudes of life. Mo Yun recalled that he once lingered here, but hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye, and time has changed. This place is no longer the Fangcun Mountain where he once stayed.
This is the Fangcun Mountain that belongs to Mr. Mo Da and his people.
In front of the Sutra Repository is a large square that can accommodate at least several thousand people. It is spacious and flat. The towering Sutra Repository stands at the highest point, overlooking the mountains.
There is a white jade crystal inlaid on the top of the Sutra Repository. Normally, you can't see how dazzling its light is, but now, in the dark fog, it appears to be dazzling and very obvious.
The light of the crystal gives people a comforting feeling in the darkness.
Around the square, there is a lamp post one meter high erected every twenty steps. Now all of them are lit, and the blazing flames illuminate the square in front of the Sutra Library.
Nearly a thousand disciples have gathered here. They are not in a chaotic manner, but are arranged into five-element square formations according to directions, and each of them holds a long sword in his hand.
The neat and regular, shining swords reflected the light of the flames, giving people a warm feeling in the darkness.
Sister Juan smiled as if she had realized something and said, "It turns out that this square is a defensive formation that can protect all of your disciples."
Mo Yun was also quite surprised. These lamp posts were built later. After he entered the Changsheng Realm, this place had been transformed into a defensive formation square.
Mr. Mo Er explained first: "A few hundred years ago, when the ancestors and elders were already in the world of immortality, Fangcun Mountain encountered a major crisis and was almost wiped out. At that time, the most evil Jiuyin Society, the president of which, Qisha Zhenren, used all the strength of the society to attack our Fangcun Mountain. There was a great battle, blood flowed like a river, corpses were everywhere, and many disciples on both sides died. Fortunately, people from various sects came to rescue us in time, and we were able to preserve our strength. Later, the then leader of Fangcun Mountain thought of a good way to wait for the enemy to tire out, which could protect our disciples and annihilate the enemy, and set up this wind and thunder defense formation. If I send my disciples to assist with the wind and thunder sword formation, the two formations will be enough to resist thousands of troops."
Mo Yun couldn't help but nodded: "This is a good idea. No wonder you all gathered here. It's a good idea to combine everyone's strength into one force and fight the enemy together."
Sister Juan simply took a look at the square in front of the Sutra Library and roughly understood the exquisiteness of this wind and thunder defense formation.
She pointed at the blazing pillars of fire around her and said, "These pillars of fire are also part of your wind and thunder formation, including the Sutra Library. They are arranged according to the nine palace directions. The crystal on the top of the Sutra Library drives the formation and provides power. This concept is very clever."
Suddenly, a strange laugh sounded from midair: "Sister Juan, you are still so mean. We are good friends. We entered the Immortal Realm together and studied formations and martial arts together. How can you evaluate me like this? However, I am very happy that you praised me for being extremely smart and a martial arts genius. Sister Juan really deserves to be my life confidant, Luo Tianquan."
Old Qin couldn't help but curse, "Bah, shameless Luo Datou, you are just a little smart, but you are not smart at all. If you have the guts, come out and fight me one-on-one."
"Old Qin, you're here too, haha. I've wanted to kill you in the Immortal Realm for a long time, but I never had the chance. Now I finally get to meet you."
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