It was still snowing outside, the sky was gray, and it was getting bigger and bigger. Although it was close to noon, it was still very cold. Mo Tianliao rubbed his hands, took out a fire-attribute cloak from the storage wrist guard and put it on.
Because of the imprint of the soul before, and Mo Tianliao's soul has not been destroyed, Ding Ziyu has been unable to open it, and selfishly does not want others to get the contents, and has never asked his father for help, so the contents of the wristbands are all intact. .
When fleeing for his life 300 years ago, all the spiritual treasures that could defeat the enemy were used up. Now, apart from a large number of spiritual stones, they are all things that Mo Tianliao used every day, such as cloaks, clothes, and cooking utensils. , dried small fish...
The performance of this bracer is much more practical than that of the lightning-resistant storage bracelet. Mo Tianliao put all the things in the bracelet into the bracer, and the bracelet is ready to be sold in the market. Taishi learned how to store the wristband, and it became exactly the same, but the color could not be changed, it was still an ugly tortoiseshell color, not as good as the guy whose left hand glowed with faint blue fluorescence from time to time.
"Master, why didn't you embed a few gems for me?" Tai Shi couldn't stay still for a while, turning into a big mouth and flying over Mo Tianliao's head.
Mo Tianliao jumped on a big rock and looked at it from afar: "You promise not to eat the gem, so I'll embed it for you."
Big mouth opened, unable to refute.
This snow-capped mountain is very wide, one is connected to the other. The place where the Crystal Palace falls is the valley connecting the two peaks. It is said to be a valley, but it is actually a large snow field. In front of it is a mountain forest, all of which are hardy pines and cypresses, full of frost and snow. The snow gradually disappeared as the mountain went down, and at the foot of the mountain, it was another scene.
This should be the famous Hansong Mountain, which is rich in a kind of snow-song stone, which is white and translucent, and has rime-like tidbits in it. It is usually used as an ice-type magic weapon. It is not considered a high-quality material, but it is beautiful and very popular with female nuns. It is often carved into hairpins, bracelets and the like. In Mo Tianliao's magic palace, there is a pavilion carved with Xuesong stone. Go in, it's refreshing and pleasant. Mo Xiaopao liked that place very much.
Looking back at the Crystal Palace behind him, with the cultivator's eyesight, he could clearly see the situation in the room. Seeing Qingtong obediently lying on the bed, he couldn't help but curl his lips. This kind of feeling of a wife sleeping late at home and her husband going out hunting to support the family. , it's really... I'm inexplicably happy.
There is snow on this mountain that will not melt for ten thousand years, it is very cold, and the wind and snow is very strong. If ordinary monks come up, if they do not bring expensive thermal insulation tools, they will soon be depleted of spiritual power, and mortals will not be able to survive at all. On the contrary, some ordinary beasts can survive safely, such as long-haired deer.
Mo Tianliao called back the arrow that Taishi had turned into, and picked up the dead long-haired deer and weighed it. It was a very plump stag, enough for the two of them to eat. Throwing the whole prey into the wristband, Mo Tianliao was going to look for some mushrooms, seasoning spirit grass and the like. These things will not be in the snow forest, so they walk all the way down the mountain. The snow forest is very wide, and it takes a long time to go out. As soon as I reached the mountainside, I suddenly heard someone shouting.
"Quick, don't let them run away!"
"Go east, cast your net, hurry up!"
"Where's the training corner?"
The messy voice went east, Mo Tianliao let go of his consciousness, there were three golden cores and five foundation-building cultivators in the woods, it should be a monster hunter chasing monsters.
He didn't want to meddle in his own business, but when Mo Tianliao turned around and prepared to head, he suddenly heard a hunter say, "Big brother, does that fox have a collar on his neck?"
"It doesn't matter if he is or not, let's catch him."
How does a fox with a collar sound so familiar
Mo Tianliao jumped up the treetop decisively and quickly approached the group of people.
Two white foxes were trapped in a small formation. They seemed to be wounded. The white fur was stained with blood. The collared fox kept the other behind and stared at everyone.
"You take this, and I will lead them away in a while, and you will run up the mountain. Do you remember the location of the clan?" Frost Blade shoved the magic weapon of the anti-training spirit horn, and warned the sister behind him in animal language.
The two of them stayed in the Floating Cloud Sect's house for a few days. The younger sister was terrified and needed to be held by him to sleep peacefully, but the guards thought that the two of them would be able to breed and serve them deliciously. It's just that those who guarded by the Floating Cloud Sect stared at it day and night, unable to find a chance to escape.
Yesterday, there was a sudden loud cracking sound, the ground shook and the mountain shook, and the house engraved with the prohibition collapsed. Run out of the flying sword. In the storage collar given by the second senior brother, there was the entry and exit token of the Floating Cloud Sect. He carried his sister into his arms, and when he saw everyone flying to the mountain next door, he followed the crowd.
The guard who noticed the fox had run away looked around, but he never expected him to be in the crowd.
Afterwards, Master Xuanji fought with the Floating Cloud Sect Master, and everyone stayed far away, because he was not on the list of the Floating Cloud Sect who followed the division. Trouble, he took advantage of the chaos to leave the Floating Cloud Sect and fled all the way to the Snow Mountain. His spirit sword was not as light as Mo Tianliao's, and when he flew near the snowy mountains, his spirit power was exhausted, and he happened to meet a group of hunters, which was extremely unfortunate.
"I'm not leaving!" The little fox grabbed the fur behind his brother.
Without waiting for Frost Blade to persuade them, the hunters started. The eight people surrounded the two foxes in a circle. Frostblade instantly transformed into a human form, and carried her sister into her arms, with the sword in front of her.
"Huh!" Several hunters who had never seen a demon cultivator were shocked, "Evil cultivator!"
Before everyone could react, Frostblade took the lead and rushed towards the base-building cultivator with the weakest cultivation base in the southeast, and was injured by the formation. With the momentum of Wan Jun, he slashed at the man's head. The base-building cultivator jumped, and hurriedly raised his knife to block.
The sword was given by Mo Tianliao, so it was not an ordinary magic weapon. With Jindan Yaoxiu's spiritual power, he cut off the big sword in an instant, killing the foundation-building hunter with one sword, and Yujian ran towards the mountain. However, he was slapped under the palm of the golden core hunter who suddenly jumped into the air, and called straight at his chest.
Frostblade dodged sideways, and another Jindan hunter caught up and slapped him on the back.
"Pfft—" Frost Blade spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled on the ground, knelt down on one knee, propped up his body with his spirit sword, and stared at everyone coldly.
After seeing the appearance of the frost blade, the greed in the hunter's eyes became more and more intense. I heard that a demon cultivator appeared in Liuhefang, and it sold for a sky-high price. If this kid is caught and sold, the spirit stone in exchange will be enough for them to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
These hunters are all loose cultivators, and they don't know how advanced the cultivation technique. Under the condition of similar cultivation bases, they are not the opponents of the big sect disciples. But the problem was that Frost Blade had not started long before, and he had not learned with Yan Lie for a few days. Besides, he was outnumbered and could not win at all.
"Everyone," Frost Blade stood up, "I know I won't be able to escape today, but if I explode the demon pill, you won't be able to survive."
When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help but take a step back. The explosive power of the Transforming Demon Xiu Yao Pill is huge, and they are not something they can resist.
"This little fox is my own younger sister. She is very young. Even if she sells it, she can't sell it for a good price."
Several people looked at each other and looked at the fox head that came out of Frost Blade's chest. The small one really didn't look like a shapeshifter, and the price was not as high as one-tenth of the shapeshifting monster. After that, the leader agreed.
Frost Blade put down the little fox in his arms, winked at her, and motioned her to run quickly. He was caught, and he could find a way to run again. The second senior brother left him a jade slip with a summons. If he couldn't do it, he could still ask the teacher for help, and he must not let his sister fall into the hands of these people.
The little fox looked at his brother tearfully, then turned around and ran away.
At the moment when the little fox ran out to be surrounded by a few people, a Jindan cultivator quickly took out the training horn, motivated by spiritual power, and the shrill voice instantly spread throughout the mountains.
"Ow—" The little fox screamed, and the nearest base-building cultivator raised his hand and went to catch her, while the two golden cores rushed towards the frost blade. Catch the little fox, don't be afraid that the transformed fox won't give in.
He thought that this training horn would make Frostblade easy to capture, but Clinker's face was pale, and he was not slow in his moves.
The base-building cultivator who went to catch the little fox was pierced by the palm of Shuanghua, who suddenly transformed into a human form.
"This is also a disguise!" Several people reacted, and the remaining Jindan cultivator immediately rushed towards Shuanghua.
"Whoosh-" A sound of breaking through the air came, the man dodged subconsciously, and a sharp arrow slashed his cheek.
The arrow that slammed into the ground and disappeared instantly, followed by another arrow. The golden elixir hunter brought out his treasured whip and slapped the tortoiseshell-colored arrow in the wrong direction: "Who... ah!" Before he finished speaking, the arrow turned a corner by itself , an arrow penetrated his chest, and blood splattered three feet immediately.
The man fell to the ground and quickly took out a few pills to swallow, and the two foundation-building cultivators hurried over to protect him.
Of these three Jindan cultivators, one is the head of their hunter team, and the other two are members of the Demon Hunter family. If they are damaged, they will not be able to explain it.
"Whoosh—" Countless small wooden thorns spilled over their heads, and a few people dodged their shit. When they rolled to the side and looked up, they saw a man in a black cloak, with a few tortoiseshell bows in his hands. Hidden in the wide hood, I couldn't see clearly, but I just felt that the evil spirit was very terrifying.
Mo Tianliao stood beside Shuang Hua, glanced at the weak and beautiful woman, and then looked away again, without any intention of pulling a hand. Ruo Shuanghua looks like a little fox now, for Mao Mao's sake, Mo Tianliao will definitely pick her up, but now... let her lie down in the snow, and Hanshuanghu is not afraid of cold.
"Who are you?" A Jindan cultivator and three Foundation Establishments left behind and the frost blade trembled, and a Jindan came over to deal with Mo Tianliao.
"Hunter." Mo Tianliao casually drew his bow, and as the bowstring stretched, a tortoiseshell-colored arrow instantly condensed.
Each line has its own rules, and hunters often have snares. As long as you are strong, you will be yours if you grab it. This is also the reason why the hunter team now has three golden pills. Since someone caught the transformation demon cultivator on this snowy mountain, the people who come to hunt are getting stronger and stronger. Dare to go up the mountain.
"The late stage of Jindan!" People from the same realm could see each other's level. Of the two early stages of Jindan, and one in the middle stage, none of them could fight against Mo Tianliao.
Every small realm of Jindan, the storage of spiritual power is far from the same, except for the old monster like Mo Tianliao, ordinary monks will inevitably retreat when they encounter a realm higher than their own.
Mo Tianliao was also stunned for a moment. He was in the middle stage of Jindan yesterday, so why is it in the late stage? Looking at the body, the golden core in the dantian is bright in color and solid in structure, comparable to the size of a Nascent Soul, it is indeed the late golden core! Could it be a system of double cultivation? Thinking of this, I can't help but feel tight in my heart. Does the improvement of his cultivation mean that Qingtong's cultivation has declined
Mo Tianliao started to be anxious, and Mo Tianliao didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with these people. The arrow left the string and shot at the talking Jindan cultivator with abundant spiritual power.
The man's reaction was quick, and he turned to avoid it, but within a zhang of his master, Tai Shi was alive, and he turned back and continued to stab him if he missed an arrow.
"Arrangement!" The man shouted while dodging.
The few people who could still move quickly gathered and jumped to the four directions, and the person who was fighting with the frost blade also pulled away. Shuangren hurried forward to pick up her sister and joined Mo Tianliao.
When Shuanghua left his brother's arms, he left the magic weapon of the anti-training spirit horn in his brother's clothes, so the demon soul was really injured. When he was picked up by his brother, he obediently turned into a fox and shrank into his arms.
The two brothers looked at each other and did not speak.
Mo Tianliao looked at the formation set up by a few people and let out a surprised "Huh". This array is very delicate. It consists of more than four people, and with the help of six array flags, it produces several effects of trapped array and illusion array.
The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and the flat ground turned into thousands of sharp thorns, as if he was in Avici Hell, with blood everywhere. Mo Tianliao took off his sword and flew into the sky. Although this was an illusion, it was also transformed by real spiritual power. If he did not dodge, he would be attacked.
Shuangren was several times more nervous than Mo Tianliao, and followed him into the air, rushing in a certain direction with a loud roar.
Mo Tianliao frowned slightly, this kid must have seen some kind of illusion, this formation should be aimed at monsters, and it's better for monsters. Frostblade kept swinging his sword towards the non-existent enemy, Mo Tianliao watched the formation with time. If he wanted to break the formation, the quickest way was to find the eyes of the formation. Of course, there were other ways, and that was to destroy the formation outside the formation. .
The rain of fire fell from the sky, and the monsters with low intelligence would definitely panic. Mo Tianliao waved his hand to blow away the rain of fire. This place looked like a wasteland, except for those spikes, it was black stones stained with blood, everywhere. All the same, nothing special.
"Hey!" A Qingyue voice came from not far away, Mo Tianliao looked back, his pupils shrank, the man was dressed in white, with snow-covered hair, and his delicate face was impeccably beautiful. It was Qingtong. .
The man waved at him with a smile. Seeing that he couldn't pass, he was a little distressed and wanted to go forward. Suddenly, a spike appeared under his feet, piercing the white bare feet.
"Ah... it hurts... it hurts..." The weak pain was the sound that Qingtong's soul would make when an old injury occurred.
"Baby!" Even though he knew it was an illusion, Mo Tianliao couldn't help feeling distressed and wanted to pounce on him and hug him. The moment he approached, the illusion's eyes changed suddenly. Mo Tianliao took a few steps back abruptly, and immediately became angry. He knows where the eye is, it is the living creature in the illusion. For the monster beast, it is probably the closest beast to it. For people, it is the biggest concern in the heart. Only by killing this illusion can it be broken. array. Really vicious!
Mo Tianliao didn't want to do anything to Qingtong, even if he knew it was an illusion. Invite Taishi, turn it into a bow and arrow, shoot in one direction at will, he wants to break the formation from the outside! Taishi is a wise man of heaven and earth. He has no soul, and naturally he will not be fascinated by the illusion. In its eyes, it is just four people holding some strange little flags waving there. It is very strange for the owner to jump up and down in place.
The arrow strayed from the string, not aiming at all, Taishi adjusted the direction consciously, and shot straight at a flag bearer.
The few people who set up the formation didn't care, the weapons would automatically deviate in the formation and would never hurt...
"Ah—" Before he could be complacent, a base-building cultivator holding a flag was shot through his dantian and fell to the ground.
The phantom array suddenly collapsed, and the scene in front of him fell apart. Mo Tianliao recalled the arrow and turned it into a long knife. The illusion of Qingtong made him feel very bad. The scene from yesterday kept popping up in my mind, and the Demon Venerable was in a bad mood, so he naturally wanted to kill.
The long tortoise-shell-colored sword, with its fiery fire-type spiritual power, slashed heavily. The two Golden Core Hunters joined forces to resist the sword.
There is a huge difference between foundation building and golden core, and one person is more than enough to deal with three.
"Kaka!" How could ordinary treasures resist the divine weapon's slashing power, and the two large knives broke at the same time, and that's not enough, the flames on the knives came along the hilt!
Fire needs the assistance of wood to spread, even the fire condensed by fire spirit power, but this azure fire is so strange that even copper and iron can burn.
The two hurriedly discarded the broken sword in their hands: "Fellow Daoist, I'm just hunting for a living. Since fellow daoists want these two foxes, we won't take anyone's favor!" The implication is to admit defeat and plan to break the bank Disaster elimination.
"This fox belongs to the Lord, it's up to you to send it!" Mo Tianliao ignored the begging of these people and wanted to kill them all.
When several people saw that he had murderous intentions and could not escape, they planned to fight to the death. Mo Tianliao took the first and second, effortlessly, the Jindan cultivator who was shot through the chest swallowed half the bottle of medicinal pill, and rushed over with the knife.
Countless plants and trees grew wildly, and the sturdy vines covered the sky and surrounded the crowd. In the late stage of Jindan, the spiritual power is abundant and can support a big move. Mo Tianliao was finally able to shake off his hands and fight, extracting the vitality from the vines, all the vines quickly withered and dried up, and a raging fire erupted.
"Ah—" The three people surrounded by them screamed, and immediately broke through the vines to try to put out the fire. One of them had the water attribute, attracting snow-capped ice springs.
"Pfft" a few muffled sounds, and most of the flames on the surface were extinguished, but a few clusters of azure flames couldn't be extinguished.
Mo Tianliao rarely used fire in wood against his enemies. Fire in wood was a rare spiritual fire in the world, very precious and too dazzling to hold in the hands of a Jindan cultivator. However, today he wants the lives of these people, the dead will not reveal the secret.
It is unforgivable to dare to make his little claws into an illusion, just like Ding Ziyu who dared to use his wrist guards to harm Qingtong in turn, he should be chopped into flesh.
Frostblade solved the three foundation-building cultivators, looked at Mo Tianliao's knife that was about to become a shadow, with a little worry in his eyes, rushed over and grabbed Mo Tianliao's hand: "Senior brother, enough!"
Mo Tianliao turned to stare at him, his deep eyes were full of scarlet. When he saw the person coming, he shook his head and the redness disappeared instantly. He frowned slightly when he looked at the dead group of people. He motioned to Frostblade to fetch all their storage bags and destroy the corpses along the way.
There was nothing particularly good in the storage bag, but it was better than nothing, Mo Tianliao gave them all to Shuangren.
The poor little fox was very happy, and wanted to pour out the things on the spot and carefully pick them up, but Mo Tianliao stopped him: "Let's go back quickly, Master should be in a hurry."
"Master is also nearby?" Shuangren's eyes lit up, and immediately put away the storage bag and followed behind.
Mo Tianliao looked at the excitement on Shuangren's face, and suddenly became unhappy: "Are you going to the Hui clan?"
"Don't worry, the Hui people are only to temporarily avoid the search of the Floating Cloud Sect. Since the master is again, he naturally follows the master." Shuangren said with a smile. In his eyes, the master who rescued him from the devil's cave was the master. Every time he sees his god, he dares not look directly at him. As long as he can stay by the master's side, he will be extremely happy.
Listening to Shuangren talking to his sister about how handsome and powerful his master was, Mo Tianliao regretted it, and he should have parted ways just now. Disliked that the younger brother was too noisy, Mo Tianliao "kindly" reminded the younger brother of the injury, it is better to let the younger brother carry it back.
The Crystal Palace in front of him was magnificent and beautiful. The two foxes were stunned, and followed Mo Tianliao into the house. The hall was as warm as spring, and the crystal clear door was closed, instantly blocking the wind and snow outside.
Mo Tianliao took off his cloak, took out the long-haired deer and threw it into the small kitchen, and ran upstairs: "Baby, look what I brought back..." Before he finished speaking, Mo Tianliao was stunned. Now, the person on the bed seemed to be awakened by the movement downstairs. He sat up, his two hairy ears fell asleep again at some point, and the hair was a little messy. Red scarred chest.
Mo Tianliao stood at the entrance of the stairs and threw the fox in his hand without thinking.
"Hey!" Frost Blade hugged his sister and slammed into a fox blanket.
"What did you bring?" The cold eyes looked over, and the ears on the head swayed back and forth out of curiosity.
Mo Tianliao walked slowly to the bed, smiled and reached out to touch the top of his head: "Bring something delicious, you must..." Before he could speak, his eyes darkened and he fell onto the bed with a thud.