Mythological origin

Chapter 15 Entry
People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, let alone in a half-grey and half-black organization like Wentianmen.

Even Mo Fengwu, who looked the most innocent, had a few lives under his command.

The rest of the girls have followed Mo Tianxie through life and death many times, and they have killed at least double-digit enemies.

It's like when you meet a robber while escorting goods, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, and he will step on your dead body and call you a fool. There is no room for mercy.

In this troubled world, there are only two possibilities for walking in the rivers and lakes without killing. Either it is too strong and no one can kill it, or it is too strong and no one can kill it.

And Bai Mo, who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed in the car, was obviously the latter.

On weekdays, when they travel in a convoy like this, they must be extremely careful at all times, because there will always be some hungry and crazy guys who will attack them if they want to die.

But this trip, the whole journey was more stable than going out for an outing, and all the precautions they had prepared in advance felt like they were all in vain.

The troika traveled all the way, resting a few times on the way, and after three or four days of tossing and turning, they arrived at the foot of the mountain where the target was.

According to the instruction of Yin Yang Zong's Ascension to Immortal Order, the destination of the order bearer is the top of this mountain.

……

"Senior, is this here? Why doesn't it seem like there is nothing? Where is the agreed mountain?"

After a few days of contact, Mo Fengwu also gradually understood that this senior belongs to the kind of guy who is relatively easy to talk, but never considers other people's feelings when he speaks and acts.

He won't get angry because the questioner's question is stupid, but his answer and behavior don't consider whether it will make the listener feel uncomfortable.

In general, it is a person who lives in his own world.

Don't care about other people's opinions, and don't care about other people's feelings.

"maze."

Bai Mo picked up the Immortal Ascension Order of the Yin Yang Sect, flicked it lightly with his hand, and the maze that was used to block mortals at the foot of the mountain automatically opened a way.

At the end of the road is an endless darkness. It always makes people feel that it is not the entrance, but the mouth of some giant monster. Walking in is tantamount to throwing oneself into a trap.

"Refinement Formation." Bai Mo said, and let the carriage continue to move forward.

"Refinement Formation?" Mo Fengwu felt a little confused when he heard this answer.

"The meaning of the senior should be that there is no real danger behind the formation, it just looks dangerous, and scares those who don't have the guts to take the last step."

"..."

The troika slowly drove into the darkness.

They walked only a few steps in the dark, and then came out again.

At this time, what caught everyone's eyes was a piece of pavilions, towers and pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings.

And among the many pavilions, two fairies who are shining in the dust are condescending, watching the carriage slowly walking to the front of the hall.

It's just that compared to their superficial appearance, the content of the two people's private conversations inevitably has an extremely huge contrast.

"It seems that the person who found the fairy fate this time is a rich kid in the mortal world?"

"This is no ordinary kid from a rich family."

"Milfs, young and beautiful, elegant and mature, oh, there is also a eunuch who has been eunuched, seems to be a young man who has a lot of fun, and has all kinds of hobbies."

Both of them were Foundation Establishment cultivators, and after sweeping the carriage with their spiritual thoughts, they had a clear picture of what was going on inside.

"Sister, I like this kind of play."

"A person who knows how to play like this must be very interesting to be played by us." In the words, one of the fairies' hands began to stretch out in a certain direction unconsciously.

"I don't know how he would feel if he was in the harem and played day and night in our harem?"

"I like to see their mental breakdown after knowing the truth the most."

Among the three carriages, there were only one and a half men in total, and half of them were still alive, male and female, so it was no wonder that they had daydreams about Feifei.

Arriving almost at the same time as Bai Mo and the others, there were three other people, two men and one woman.

However, when they faced Xianyuan, their attitude was much more cautious than the people in the carriage, and they changed it to no good early on.

As for Bai Mo on the carriage, even when he arrived at the gate of the palace, he still had no intention of getting off the carriage, and seemed to be more imposing than the two fairies.

As for the other two male mortals, a scholar and a warrior, they all lowered their heads deeply, not daring to raise their heads to look at the two female fairies above the palace.

It's just that while bowing their heads, their slightly bowed bodies probably revealed their true inner thoughts.

The only woman who found the fairy fate covered her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed to have experienced many vicissitudes.

Neither the facial expression nor the inner thoughts can be seen.

……

"The scholar over there is mine, so don't try to argue with me."

"This muscular one is not bad either."

"What's the use of muscles? It's like inflatables. If you inhale twice more, there will be nothing left."

"Look at him...it must be more than two times, at least five times!"

"That's because your yin and yang art can't get home!"

Surrounding the two men who are also holding the Ascension Token, the two had a strange conversation.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly a crisp sound.

"You're courting death! It's fine if you touch your own, but it's nothing to touch mine."

"..."

The small actions and conversations of the two foundation-building monks were well hidden. Of course, this is also related to their standing on a high place.

Looking up from below, you can only vaguely see the smiling figures of the two fairies and the faint scent of fragrance.

……

"Come here and show me the Immortal Ascension Order of the Yin Yang Sect."

After quietly tidying up her appearance and putting on a new foundation on her somewhat ruddy face, the two girls landed lightly from the viewing platform six or seven floors high, and arrived just in front of the carriage.

"Is this the real hermit monk?"

Mo Fengwu looked at the two girls in shock.

It's not because of how beautiful they are, it's simply because they are surprised by each other's strength.

Even the top martial arts masters in the capital city of Taizhou, who jumped from a six or seven-storey building, at most could move without injury by lightness kungfu, but they definitely couldn't do their graceful movements like them.

They are like two flying elves, dancing down step by step from an invisible air staircase.

"It's not light work anymore, it's real flying! Compared with those in Fucheng, it's like juggling."

The little cultivator who wandered around in Fucheng, apart from being able to perform a few spells, was a bit surprising, but in real fights, he might not even be able to beat a congenital master.

The city of Tai'an is well-informed, and martial arts people are used to traveling everywhere. The low-level qi refining monks in the early and mid-term can't shock them with their status as immortal masters.

As for the monks at the later stage of Qi refining, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will devote themselves to the effort of building the foundation, and have no intention of wasting with mortals at all.

The scholar, the martial artist, and the masked chivalrous woman all respectfully handed out their promotion orders after hearing what the other party said.

Only Bai Mo remained silent, causing the two fairies to frown slightly, feeling the offense and contempt from mortals.

(End of this chapter)