Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

During the following period of time, Lin Mo and the three practitioners who had merged into one had an in-depth discussion and insights into the methods of cultivation and the laws of the techniques.

They communicated for a full half day, and after gaining a lot, they said goodbye and left with satisfaction.

Tianyuan Holy Emperor stood at the edge of the beast cart and witnessed with his own eyes how Lin Mo turned into a green light and disappeared into the distant sky. He called out in a commanding tone.

The convoy that had been stuck in the air immediately started moving forward again.

"Fellow Daoist Huang, Master Tianchan, what do you two think of this fellow Daoist Lin Mo?"

As soon as Tianyuan Saint Emperor sat down in the main seat, he asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"He is very young!"

“His performance was outstanding!”

The skinny old man and the monk looked at each other, then answered in unison with serious expressions.

"Haha, Brother Huang's Dry Eyes Technique can reveal a person's true age."

"He is very young, which is easy to understand. As for his excellent performance, I would like to ask the master to elaborate on your point of view."

"Master Tianchan's Qi-reading technique is among the top three in our human race. I believe your evaluation will not disappoint me."

Tianyuan Saint Emperor said with a smile.

"Although this Taoist friend has concealed his aura very skillfully, my aura-reading technique does not rely on spiritual perception to judge the level of cultivation."

"According to my observation, this fellow Taoist is indeed at the early stage of the fusion stage, but the mana contained in his body is much deeper than that of an average cultivator at the early stage of the fusion stage."

"If we make an accurate comparison, then his strength should be nearly twice as strong as that of an average cultivator in the early stage of fusion."

"That is to say, even though Fellow Daoist Lin is only in the early stages of fusion, his magical power is already comparable to that of a mid-stage cultivator like me."

Master Tianchan pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly and solemnly.

"It seems that the technique this fellow Taoist practices has the unique ability to increase spiritual power, otherwise his magic power would not be so profound."

"However, usually, techniques with such characteristics tend to be deficient in other aspects."

Holy Emperor Tianyuan showed a look of surprise and nodded slightly.

"If the Holy Emperor holds this view, he may have some misunderstandings. In addition to his extremely profound magical powers, I also sensed some powerful magical powers in this Taoist friend."

"In addition to the main cultivation method, this fellow Taoist has mastered at least three or four amazing magical powers. The power of each magical power is probably not inferior to my 'Jade Spirit Secret Art'."

The monk looked extremely serious and shook his head to deny it.

"Too good for such a thing to happen!"

Before Saint Emperor Tianyuan expressed any opinion, the skinny old man suddenly screamed.

"Your Excellency the Holy Emperor, you should be aware that my old Withered Eyes Technique can not only directly reveal the bone age of others, but also give insight into the condition of their physical body." Huang Dang explained with a wry smile.

"Could it be that Fellow Daoist Lin's body also has some special features?"

This time it was Master Tianchan's turn who couldn't help but ask questions.

"There's nothing special about it, it's just extremely powerful."

Huang Dang seemed to recall some past events and his expression became quite strange.

"Extremely powerful? Could it be that his physical strength even surpasses that of the Saint Emperor?"

When the monk heard this, he chuckled.

“Even if he can’t be compared with the Saint Emperor, I think his physical strength will not be too far behind.”

The old man's facial muscles twitched, and then he said something that shocked the monk.

"Is there really such a thing?"

The eyes of Saint Emperor Tianyuan flickered and he also revealed an expression of surprise.

"Absolutely impossible! Fellow Daoist Huang, are you kidding me? Although the Saint Emperor is now mainly practicing Confucianism, he was once a top-level body cultivator."

"Add to that the long years of hard training, and his physical strength is probably no less than those of the demon kings."

"Even if Fellow Daoist Lin has made some achievements in the way of body refining, how can he be compared with His Majesty the Holy Emperor?" Master Tianchan shook his head repeatedly to express his doubt.

"Even if my Dry Eyes Technique occasionally fails, this man's physical strength is undoubtedly the second strongest person I have ever seen in my life, except for His Majesty the Saint Emperor."

The skinny old man hesitated for a moment and then spoke firmly.

“But this is unbelievable.”

The monk named Master Tianchan couldn't help but raise questions.

"Master Tianchan, there is no need to worry. Please believe that Brother Huang's Dry Eyes Technique has never made any mistakes."

"Friend Huang's mana depth is far beyond the same level, and he possesses many great magical powers. His physical strength is not even inferior to that of ordinary demon kings, and he is still young."

"If he can survive the upcoming baptism of demonic disasters, I am afraid that his future achievements may not be inferior to our beliefs. As the representative of Yuan Sheng Huang, Yuan Sheng Huang waved his hand to stop the monks' doubts, then narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought.

After hearing the words of the skinny old man, the skinny old man and the monk looked at each other, and then they both showed an expression of enlightenment on their faces.

At the same time, the light that Lin Mo transformed into had already quickly moved away thousands of miles away, and his target was the extremely lush mountains in front.

This mountain range looks like nine huge swords piercing the sky. It is the Jiuxian Mountain where the grand Wanbao Conference is about to be held.

However, before the conference officially began, a thousand-mile area from the edge of the mountain range had been designated as a restricted area.

Except for those "big shots" with special identities, anyone who enters this place without permission, whether it is human, demon or exotic beast, will face severe punishment, including being expelled or even ruthlessly slaughtered.

Therefore, most of the heroes who have come here to attend the conference choose to stay overnight near Jiuxian Mountain or on some hills outside.

As a cultivator who is only at the Jindan stage, Fairy Yuehua also follows this rule.

When Lin Mo left Hai Dashao and the others, he deliberately placed a tracking spiritual seal in their bodies, so he was not worried about not being able to find them.

When Lin Mo's escape light was about to reach the Jiuxian Mountain Range, he suddenly changed direction and flew in another direction.

About a meal later, Qinghong suddenly landed on a hill in a hilly area.

The light faded away, and Lin Mo appeared in a dense forest. He looked up and looked around, and the green all around made him happy. Then he stretched out his hand and waved his sleeves, and a green aura swept through.

In an instant, the forest twisted and deformed. A moment later, with a dull roar, the forest shattered into countless flickering lights and disappeared completely.

The forest that originally existed is gone, replaced by a barren expanse of high cliffs.

On the huge stone wall, a white stone door several meters high stands quietly.

Lin Mo remained silent. He raised his left hand and sent out a red beam of light. The beam penetrated the stone door and went into it, disappearing without a trace.

Then he stood quietly and made no more movements.

After a moment, the stone gate emitted a dazzling light and slowly rose.

A group of people walked out from inside.

Fairy Yue Hua, Bai Huaji, and Young Master Hai Qi Lingzi were all in the group. In addition, there was an old woman holding a dragon-headed cane, walking at the front of the group. She had silver hair and a face full of wrinkles, but she was a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage.

This surprised Lin Mo a little!

When the old woman saw Lin Mo, her eyes sparkled. After carefully examining him, she immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply and respectfully to Lin Mo:

"Junior Tian Qingye and his disciples come to pay respects to Senior Lin!"

Fairy Yue Hua, who was following closely behind, also hurriedly saluted upon seeing this.

As for the middle-aged male cultivator and the young man who called himself Young Master Hai, they also greeted Lin Mo with the most solemn etiquette, but they could not conceal the confusion and astonishment on their faces.

"Everyone, please stand up. If you have anything to say, let's go inside and talk slowly." Lin Mo said in a calm tone.

"Yes, sir. Fellow Daoist, I have already prepared the fragrant tea. I hope you will not dislike it!" After the old woman agreed, she stood up cautiously and said.

Lin Mo smiled and said nothing more. He took a step and walked into the hall. The others followed him respectfully.

After a while, Lin Mo sat on a neat stone couch under the guidance of the old woman.

Fairy Yue Hua and others stood solemnly by the side. Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi still seemed unable to accept the fact that Lin Mo had changed from "Brother Lin" to "Senior Lin".

He kept glancing at Lin Mo secretly.

But Lin Mo ignored the attention of the two people and just silently asked the old woman some questions.

After a brief conversation, Lin Mo already had a general understanding of the background of the old woman and her disciples.

It turned out that this old woman came from a medium-sized sect in Xuanwu territory - Jin Guangzong, and she was one of the two elders of the sect.

Fairy Yue Hua is her direct disciple. She is talented and is deeply loved by the old woman.

As for Bai Guoer, she is the young woman's granddaughter and her only relative in the world. Therefore, Bai Hua and the father and daughter were able to accompany the old woman to attend this grand event.

However, who could have expected that when the middle-aged male cultivator tried to sell a blood ginseng inherited from his ancestors in order to buy other elixirs for Bai Guoer to treat the cold poison, he actually fell into the trap of the three evils of Nanshan.

If they hadn't happened to meet Lin Mo and the other two, the lives of the father and daughter would probably be in danger.

Therefore, when the old woman recounted this experience, she immediately ordered Fairy Yue Hua and Bai Huaji to come forward and express their gratitude to Lin Mo again. Lin Mo waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to be so polite.

"Although I seldom leave the sect, I have heard that there is a human senior who has just advanced to the Fusion Stage in the Tianyuan Realm. His name is the same as yours. May I ask if he is Senior Lin?"

The old woman asked cautiously at last. Obviously, the great reputation of the fusion stage cultivator made her unable to fully believe in Lin Mo's identity.

"Haha, I didn't expect my name to spread so quickly. Even cultivators as far away as the Xuanwu Realm have learned of my whereabouts."

Lin Mo smiled slightly, his attitude seemed ambiguous.

"So it is really Senior Lin who has come. Because those who can be personally invited by the Holy Emperor must be seniors of the same level as the Fusion Stage."

Hearing this, the old woman's face was filled with joy.

As an ordinary cultivator who is only in the Spirit Transformation Stage, the old woman is simply unable to establish any form of connection with a cultivator in the Fusion Stage on a daily basis.

Now, if she could establish some connection with Lin Mo, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit to the sect she belongs to as well as to herself.

From then on, the old woman treated Lin Mo with even more humility and fear.

However, after looking around, Lin Mo suddenly announced a decision that surprised everyone present:
"Why isn't the little girl named Guo'er here? Call her over. I want to take a closer look."

Hearing Lin Mo's words suddenly, the old woman and others looked at each other in bewilderment. Fairy Yue Hua's heart tightened even more, and she asked cautiously:

"Senior Lin, Guo'er has had a sudden attack of the cold poison since she returned to her residence. She is now lying on the bed to rest. Master, could you please wait for a moment? I will bring Guo'er to meet you later."

"In that case, I won't wait any longer."

"Please take me to visit this little girl. The main reason I came to your place this time is precisely for this little girl."

Lin Mo said with a smile, then stood up.

After hearing Lin Mo's words, Fairy Yue Hua was still confused and puzzled, and at the same time, she was filled with great anxiety in her heart.

She really couldn't understand why this mysterious figure, respected as "Senior Lin", showed so much concern for Bai Guoer.

However, recalling the current situation of Bai Guoer suffering from severe cold poison, the worst case scenario is already difficult to imagine.
In addition, the old woman kept motioning and glancing at her, so the fairy gritted her teeth and responded resolutely:
"Since the senior thinks so highly of Guo'er, then I am willing to be your guide and lead you to the back hall of the cave."

As soon as she finished speaking, she led Lin Mo and everyone else and rushed quickly towards the back hall of the cave.

After passing through a remote door and walking down a simple corridor, they finally arrived at a bedroom.

On a light pink wooden bed in the bedroom, a girl named Bai Guoer was in a deep coma.

The girl's face showed a painful expression, as if she was suffering great pain. Her complexion was covered with a faint blue color and her lips were slightly purple.

As soon as Lin Mo approached the wooden bed, he immediately felt a burning breath coming towards him, which made him stunned for a moment.

However, when he looked around the bed, he suddenly realized something, then shook his head slightly and said slowly:
"Using Yanmu as a cold-repellent item can indeed resist a certain degree of cold air intrusion."

"However, the cold poison in the little girl's body has already penetrated deep into her bones. This ordinary flame power cannot have a significant effect on her."

"I understand this in my heart. However, I always have a glimmer of hope that this bed made of firewood can at least alleviate some of the pain that Guoer suffers when the cold poison attacks, even if it is just a little bit."

Fairy Yue Hua explained softly, looking at the girl on the bed, her eyes filled with deep maternal love and sympathy. (End of this chapter)