Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 699 Nanlong Marquis

Somewhere in mid-air, a green rainbow was flying rapidly, and soon it stopped in a small valley covered with vines.

When the light faded, a handsome man in a green shirt was revealed. Looking at the dense vines below, he immediately cast a spell.

There was a flash of green light, and the vine suddenly disappeared, revealing a green light curtain.

Seeing this, the man didn't hesitate at all. He immediately dodged and submerged directly into it.

There is another world inside the light curtain. Six monks in green shirts are sitting cross-legged on a five-pointed magic circle in the middle of the small valley.

The formation was not big, only six or seven feet in diameter. Each of the five people occupied a corner, and in the center sat an old man with a long beard.

Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

As a ray of green light slowly fell, the handsome man appeared in front of the old man. After standing still, he immediately bowed respectfully and said:

"Master Qi, the miasma in the mountains has now faded away, and many monks have already set off to the Fallen Demon Valley."

"What's going on at the Ghost Spirit Sect?" The old man with a long beard asked slowly, stroking his beard.

"Only a few disciples took the first step, and most of the others still haven't set off."

"Since those old guys from Ghost Spirit Sect haven't made any move, we don't need to worry." The long-bearded old man nodded, with a sudden flash in his eyes, and asked again,

"Where is Junior Brother Mo? Is there any news about him?"

"Elder Mo and Elder Han have also set off. They are probably at the outskirts of Fallen Demon Valley now." The handsome man said again. Upon hearing this, the long-bearded old man suddenly sighed,

"Are you still here?"

Falling Demon Valley is no joke. Even if you are a strong person in the Nascent Soul stage, the chance of falling into it is still high.

Unless they are forced to do so, who would be willing to risk their lives and death to enter it?

Most of them are like him, their cultivation has been stagnant for many years, and they really can't see the hope of breakthrough, so they take the risk.

But Mo Juren and Han Li were different. They were both very young, and their aptitudes were comparable to those of monsters. There was really no need for them to enter the Fallen Demon Valley.

The last time he met Mo Juren in the cave, the reason why he did not invite him to go together was not only due to the random teleportation reasons mentioned, but also due to this consideration.

I originally thought that the other party would give up this operation, but now it seems that I was wrong.

"You just said, there are only two of them? Where is Elder Nangong?" The long-bearded old man suddenly felt something in his heart and asked again.

"This...it is true that there are only two of them. The disciple did not see Elder Nangong." The handsome man thought for a while and then replied firmly.

"No?" The long-bearded old man frowned. According to what he knew, Nangong Wan was definitely from the sect that left together. How could he not show up?

He couldn't figure out the reason, so he didn't dwell too much on it, and then changed the subject,

"Okay, let's ignore this matter. You can monitor the movements of the Ghost Spirit Sect and report back immediately if there is anything unusual."

"Disciple obey!"

……

On the top of another mountain peak, there were also dozens of figures standing at the same moment. Their dressing styles were obviously different from those of the Tiannan monks.

The man and woman who led them were both familiar. They were Master Zhong and Saint Mulan. There was another person standing behind them, but it was a middle-aged man with a long beard reaching to his chest.

This person clearly has a cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, but his appearance is unremarkable, giving people an inconspicuous feeling.

"The Fallen Demon Valley is about to open. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Nanlong has anything else to say?" But at this moment, Divine Master Zhong suddenly looked at the long-bearded man behind him and asked.

"I have told you everything I know without reservation, what else can I say?" The bearded man snorted coldly.

"It is true that he told us, but it is not certain whether he has no reservations." Divine Master Zhong shook his head slightly and continued,

"Fellow Taoist Nanlong's secret method of spiritual consciousness is indeed unique. He has even mastered the legendary 'Spirit Locking Technique'. Even I cannot completely search out the memories in your mind."

"I've said everything that needs to be said, so what can you do if you don't believe me? Of course, if you want to forcefully search for souls, it's not impossible, as long as there is a way to prevent this Nascent Soul from self-destructing."

"Fellow Taoist Nanlong, you are overly worried. You and I have already reached a deal. Naturally, we both benefit from our cooperation. Besides, we have no hatred or grudges. Our clan and Tiannan have also formed an alliance, and the relationship will naturally become closer. How could you use such extreme means?" Divine Master Zhong chuckled, as if he was an old friend. Unfortunately, Marquis Nanlong obviously didn't take this trick, and instead asked with a sneer,

"In that case, why not remove the restriction from my body? Wouldn't that be more fair?"

"That's just in case. When this treasure hunt is over, Zhong will definitely fulfill his promise and let fellow Taoists be free." Master Zhong's smile faded, and the conversation suddenly changed, and he said with a bit of coldness,

"Of course, the premise of all this is that the information provided by fellow Taoist Nanlong is accurate, otherwise don't blame Zhong for breaking his promise."

"I don't even bother to deceive you. I just hope that you are not the kind of person who goes back on your word." Nanlong Hou responded coldly again, but his expression was obviously a little relaxed.

After a pause, he suddenly frowned and said,

"There are many dangers along the way to the Blood Curse Gate. Do you really not plan to cooperate with Han Li? If my guess is correct, he must have the 'Ring of Two Spirits' in his hand, which can successfully pass through the Northern Yuanguang area..."

"Cooperating with Han Li?" Divine Master Zhong narrowed his eyes slightly and an intriguing smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow Taoist Nanlong said it lightly, but don't forget who is behind him. If the information about the treasure place is really revealed, it will definitely arouse that person's interest. How should we respond then?

And if I remember correctly, this is the third time that Taoist friend has made this suggestion. Don't tell me you have other thoughts? "

"I'm just discussing the matter. Since my fellow Taoist doesn't want to, forget it. If the casualties are too serious, don't blame me for not reminding you." Nanlong Hou snorted coldly, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Since he fell into the hands of the Mulan people, After that, he gave up on treasure hunting long ago, and the only thing he cared about was his own safety.

Although the other party promised that after this treasure hunt, he could set himself free. However, there was not even an oath, it was all verbal promises.

What's the use? In the end, there is a great possibility that I will face the outcome of being 'burned down the bridge'.

This was also the reason why he suggested cooperating with Han Li. The real purpose was naturally to attract the attention of Mo Juren, the fourth greatest monk in Tiannan.

It's a pity that the other party has obviously guessed his intention and cannot agree to it.

"There is no best. As for the so-called Northern Yuan Guang, the Flying Purple Scorpion, etc., Zhong has his own way to deal with it, so fellow Taoist Nanlong need not worry." Divine Master Zhong chuckled, but his tone was full of confidence. .

While the two were talking, Mo De, a ray of light suddenly appeared from the front, and flew close to them in the blink of an eye.

Saint Mulan's white jade hand quickly raised up, and directly and accurately grasped the brilliance in her hand. What was revealed was a communication talisman.

As the information was transmitted into the sea of ​​consciousness, she immediately flashed her bright eyes and said: "The people from the Ghost Spirit Sect have begun to take action, and it's time for us to set off."

"It's quite fast." Master Zhong touched his chin, suddenly looked at Nanlong Hou again, and said threateningly,

"Of course Mr. Zhong will not go back on what he promised, and I also hope fellow Taoist Nanlong will not be too clever. After all, fellow Taoist monks already know the power of the restriction I planted..."

"As long as you don't regret it." Nanlong Hou sneered again, but in his heart he thought of the torture he had suffered, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Although this movement is subtle, it cannot be hidden from Master Zhong’s eyes.

The corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, but he ignored it and immediately looked at the woman named Le next to him. The latter directly patted the storage bag on his waist, and with a flash of silver light, a strange-looking silver speed car emerged.

This car is more than twenty feet in size, cone-shaped, with a shiny silver surface and densely engraved mysterious runes.

All the Mulan Masters, including the Marquis of Nanlong, all flashed and boarded the flying chariot one after another.

As Master Zhongshen waved his sleeves, the speeding car turned into a silver rainbow and flew away.

……

In addition to the Mulan people, the Nascent Soul stage powerhouses staying in other places also started taking action after learning that the monks from the Ghost Spirit Sect had set off.

As for Master Mo Juren and Han Li, they had already arrived at the entrance of the valley.

The two masters and disciples did not hide their whereabouts, but only slightly restrained their auras. Therefore, as soon as Fang arrived, he was immediately recognized by some colleagues in the Nascent Soul stage.

It is true that Mo Juren's reputation is so great that almost everyone in Tiannan knows him, so he naturally attracts a lot of attention.

Therefore, as soon as they noticed the two of them, these people took the initiative to greet each other with fists in their hands, and some of them even flew close to have a simple exchange.

Mo Juren didn't want to appear too indifferent and responded to each one with a smile.

In contrast, Han Li was very leisurely, only saying simple greetings and rarely communicating with others. Obviously, even though he is also 'extraordinary in talent', with his master by his side, his light has long been obscured.

Not only did he not feel uncomfortable about this, he felt that it was natural and he didn't care about the vanity.

At this time, he instead shifted his gaze to another location, where three figures stood impressively.

One of the old men had high eyebrows and deep eyes, and a lion's nose and wide mouth. He didn't recognize him, but the other two were too familiar.

One is an old man with a sallow complexion and wearing a yellow robe, who is the ancestor Linghu of Huang Maple Valley; the other is a pale-faced and beautiful woman wearing a white dress, who is Senior Sister Tian of Nangong Wan.

I didn't expect that these two people would also come to participate in the operation of Falling into the Demon Valley. After thinking about it again, I finally understood.

Ancestor Linghu is already old. If he doesn't break through, he will have no choice but to wait for death. Only by taking a risk in Falling Demon Valley can he have a chance of survival.

As for the woman named Tian, ​​she has no such concerns. Compared to Ancestor Linghu, she has a much longer lifespan. She probably came here with the idea of ​​looking for opportunities.

In fact, most of the monks who came here had this in mind. After all, the Valley of the Fallen Demon has not been opened for tens of thousands of years. There are countless opportunities in it. How many people can withstand the temptation?

Seeing Ancestor Linghu, Han Li couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in Tiantian City in the past. With Li Huayuan's introduction, he reached a deal with the other party.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. The other party was considered the only pillar of the Yellow Maple Valley. Once an accident occurred, the future of the sect would be really worrying, and it was very likely that the six sects would not be able to maintain their status.

After all, he couldn't completely give up on Huang Maple Valley, especially with Master Li's presence, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to agree to the deal.

However, in the final analysis, he is no longer a person from Yellow Maple Valley, but a member of the Yuling Sect. The two belong to different alliance forces and do not have much say in some matters.

Fortunately, he has his master's support behind him, and Wan'er has become good friends with Ye Xiyue of the Baye Sect and Wei Yurou of the Wei family, so the situation is naturally different.

The other two people obviously noticed him and their master, but they just nodded slightly and did not come forward to communicate. On the other hand, the woman named Tian looked carefully for a while, as if she was looking for something?

"Are you looking for Wan'er?" Han Li thought. Although a lot of unpleasantness happened at the beginning, the result did not become too bad because of Master's participation. Wan'er even reached a reconciliation with her senior sister.

Therefore, he no longer had any grudge against this woman. But that's all. It's the limit not to hold grudges against each other, but there's not even half a good impression.

While he was thinking about it, a burst of exclamation suddenly sounded from the crowd, with undisguised anger in his voice.

"It's the Mulan people, why are they here too!"

"They also want to enter the Devil's Valley!"

"This is the territory of my Tiannan cultivator, and the opportunity also belongs to us. Why do they enter?"

"..."

Accompanied by bursts of angry discussion, a huge flying car with a height of more than 20 feet majestically appeared in everyone's sight, and then slowly stopped over the mouth of the valley.

There were more than a dozen magicians standing on top of the flying car, all wearing the unique costumes of the Mulan tribe, and the two leaders were clearly Master Zhong and Saintess Mulan.

These two are no strangers. Anyone who has participated in that border war will have a deep impression on them.

Not long after the war ended, countless monks died on the battlefield. For the Tiannan side, the hatred had long been engraved in their bones. Even if the top leaders of the parties reached an alliance, it still could not be easily resolved.

Maybe only time can erase everything, but at least it's not possible now.

Therefore, the monks present were so excited when they saw the Mulan people.

Of course, no matter whether they are angry or angry, no one dares to do anything. The other party has a divine master sitting in charge, and the others are all Nascent Soul-level powerhouses.

With such a powerful lineup, how could ordinary monks dare to act rashly?

In an instant, all eyes turned to Mo Juren's position. He was the only one in the field who had the strength to fight against the opponent.

What is certain is that with Mo Juren's current status, as long as he gives an order, countless people will immediately respond. It is not impossible to annihilate these dozen Mulan Masters in one fell swoop.

Probably thinking about this, he could clearly sense the countless eyes with utter hatred around him, and the expressions of all the people in Mulan on top of the speeding car changed slightly.

(End of this chapter)