Those words attracted Mo Yan instantly. What is the point of cultivating a monk
If you don’t just do it, then you will be at the top
"Boss!" Mo Yan couldn't help turning his head and looked at Qin Shuang.
Qin Shuang frowned slightly, saluted Zhuang Tian and said, "Senior Shu, he ascended to the spirit world not long ago, and he didn't understand that he was in the dark hall." But no, does the Dark Hall have a legacy that can help Mo Yan ascend to the immortal world? "
"Of course!" Zhuang Tian said proudly: "Not only does it have a complete inheritance, but it also has countless resources and systematic training. Ziren like Mo Yan can only walk in their dark palace. Peak, otherwise it will be a waste of his life.
Mo Yan, this is my opportunity, I hope I don’t miss it. "
"But you..." Qin Shuang spoke again, her eyes falling on the age spots on Zhuang Tian's face: "Isn't your longevity short?"
Zhuang Tian immediately understood what Qin Shuang meant, and his face showed displeasure. For Mo Yan's sake, Bu Nao explained:
"The reason why he can't go further and ascend to the immortal world is his own reason, but it does not negate the inheritance issue of the Dark Palace.
good!
His life expectancy is not long, so he is anxious to train a successor. Otherwise, even if that little guy Mo Yan is willing, he would really like to pass the assessment. "
Qin Shuang nodded, turned to Mo Yan and said: "Mo Yan, the Dark Hall's mistake in my cultivation must have huge benefits. Bu Nao, I will discuss this matter with Senior Mo."
"Yes!" Mo Yan nodded, then saluted Zhuang Tian and said, "Senior Shu, this junior is willing to go to the Dark Hall, but I have to get my grandfather's permission." "
"Who is my grandfather? Where is he?"
"Family Mo Qiancheng."
"Mo Qiancheng, the one with Mo Cheng's legs?"
"Um!"
"Okay, he'll take me there!" Zhuang Tian said calmly, then glanced at Qin Shuang and said: "For Mo Yan's sake, remind me that I won't be so rash in the future. Come to Mo Xing's Immortal Palace tomorrow." There are many kings, but they are all hiding, waiting for the Feather of the Dao to appear, and even the immortal kings from the outer star realm are coming. Don't lose your life in confusion."
Qin Shuang's heart shivered, and she hurriedly went to salute and said, "Thank you, senior."
Sensing a wave of space fluctuation, Qin Shuang hurriedly looked up, but Zhuang Tian and Mo Yan had disappeared from his eyes. Qin Shuang took out the jade slip, contacted Mo Qiancheng, told Mo Qiancheng what happened, and then rushed back.
More than two months later, the human monks from Mo Xing finally took the lead and rushed to Banbi Mountain, but they were only about half an hour ahead. But in that half hour or so, Mo Xing gained a lot of benefits.
Three days later.
A battle broke out in Banbi Mountain. Suddenly, there were many more Immortal Lords from both the human race and the Monster Race. The total number of Immortal Lords from both sides exceeded fifty. Although the Immortal Lords from both sides flew to fight outside as soon as they showed up, they were still fighting in the sky. Seeing so many immortal kings made all the monks tremble with fear, and the battle on the ground lost its ferocious momentum, because everyone knew that it was not they who decided the victory of that war, but those outside the world. Those immortal kings.
Therefore, whether they are humans or monsters, they all seem to be dealing with errands and are somewhat listless. The same goes for Qin Shuang, who looks up to the sky from time to time.
"Buzz..."
The whole earth suddenly shook, and not just the earth, it seemed that the entire air of Moxing began to vibrate, and the air of the guards became distorted, making Qin Shuang feel as if he was in the water, looking at the demon clan on the other side. The monks all have a twisted feeling.
"Then..."
The sky suddenly turned dark, a kind of blood-colored darkness. The entire sky was obscured by a thick layer of dark blood-colored clouds, followed by a sound of thunder and heavy rain pouring eastward.
Not the rain, not the rain of blood.
On a mountain peak, Tianni stretched out his arms to both sides, looked up at the bloody rain curtain, and murmured in a low voice:
"The seed of the avenue is dead!"
"Swish swish..."
More than fifty immortal kings flew in from the sky, including those who just went to fight in the sky. Those Immortal Lords penetrated the blood cloud, looked eastward for a moment, then flew into the distance and disappeared in an instant.
Qin Shuang took one step forward and was so far away. Capturing the spatial fluctuations of those Immortal Lord Liudong, he followed them.
"Boom..."