Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

After putting the golden cloth bag into the storage bracelet, Lin Mo turned his gaze to the golden scroll in the low sky, then stretched out his hand and gently took the object in his hand.

This thing is slightly cold, yet has the elasticity of brocade.

Lin Mo's eyes flashed with blue light, and his gaze moved slowly on the scroll in front of him. After a long while, he couldn't help but frowned slightly!
The scroll appears to be a single piece, without any gaps, even when viewed with a clear and sharp eye.

All you can see is a dazzling golden light, and you can't penetrate it at all.

The corner of Lin Mo's mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath. A powerful spiritual consciousness emerged from his body, and a strand of it quickly wrapped around the scroll.

However, in the next moment, he suddenly shook his wrist and threw the golden scroll several feet away.

At the moment when the spiritual consciousness came into contact, a powerful attraction emerged from the inside of the scroll and swallowed up the spiritual consciousness completely.

If he had not reacted in time, this attraction might even have directly affected his soul through the power of distraction, and almost caused him to lose his mind.

Lin Mo looked at the golden scroll in the distance, and the shock in his heart could not subside for a long time.

It took him a long time to regain his composure, but he felt helpless about how difficult this thing was.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly stretched out a finger and waved it into the void towards the golden scroll.

With a hissing sound, a green sword thread appeared out of thin air and quickly slashed towards the scroll.

With a crisp "dang" sound, the surface of the golden scroll flashed with golden light, and it actually blocked the sword thread without any harm to itself.

Lin Mo's expression became extremely serious for the first time.

You know, with his current cultivation level of the fusion stage and the sharpness of the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword, there are probably only a few objects in the entire spiritual world that he can cut through.

This scroll was not even slightly damaged. Judging from its material, it was undoubtedly a top-notch treasure.

No wonder that even though the bloody man was unable to open the seal of the scroll, he still retained deep feelings for it and firmly believed that the origin of this item was extraordinary.

However, this object has the characteristics of being impenetrable to spiritual consciousness and indestructible to external forces. It seems that if you want to break the seal, you cannot rely on brute force.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo's gaze suddenly narrowed and fell on several golden runes that suddenly appeared on the scroll.

These runes were originally hidden deep in the scroll, but due to the slash just now, they all broke out.

Compared with gold seal script, silver tadpole script is rarer and more private until now.

Among the entire human and demon races, there are probably less than ten people who can understand and master this mysterious text.

They cherish this kind of text so much that they don't even want the outside world to know any information related to it.

Therefore, although we know that there must be people in these two races who are proficient in Golden Seal Script, little is known about who they are.

At least the character called the Bloody Man does not have the ability to decipher this kind of text, otherwise he would not still be helpless about this scroll.

If it wasn’t for the chance encounter in Guanghan Realm that Lin Mo learned this mysterious text.

So when he faced these golden runes, he could only be at a loss like everyone else.

Lin Mo's gaze lingered on these golden runes for a moment, and the golden seal characters quickly disappeared again.

His brows furrowed slightly, and without any hesitation, he continuously shot out several fingers, and then seven or eight green sword energies gushed out from his body.

The sword energy whizzed past, and golden runes popped up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, showing a slightly different form from before.

An idea flashed through Lin Mo's mind, and the sword in his hand shone brightly, forming a green sword shadow that quickly gathered together.

In a flash, the scroll was covered in a green halo.

At this moment, the golden scroll trembled slightly, and the golden light on its surface burst out instantly, revealing a complete set of golden characters.

There was a blue light flashing in Lin Mo's eyes. He concentrated on observing these golden runes, which took him a whole meal.

Only then did he stop the sword energy in his hand with a change of expression.

The spiritual light on the surface of the scroll gradually faded, and the golden runes disappeared one after another.

Lin Mo stretched out his right hand and gently clenched it. With a "whoosh", the scroll was sucked into his palm. Then he fell into deep thought.

He had memorized the golden seal text word for word and had a general understanding of its meaning.

If his speculation is correct, then this mysterious text actually explains a method of constructing a mysterious magic circle.

Although the description is rather vague, there is no doubt that as long as one can fully understand and master this golden seal text, it will be possible to replicate the entire magic circle.

Although this magic formation is not large in scale, its sophistication and ingenuity far surpasses all the spiritual formations that Lin Mo has encountered in the past.

If not for this, he himself would not have been able to successfully decipher the complex restrictions from the discarded runes he obtained from the Guanghan Realm, and it would have been difficult for him to understand the true meaning of the entire golden seal text.

After all, recognizing the golden seal characters and understanding the formation restrictions contained therein are two different things, and the difference between the two is as different as heaven and earth!

According to Lin Mo's inference, in order to deeply comprehend and understand this magic array, it would be almost impossible to accomplish without decades of concentration and hard work.

Although he was very interested in the items sealed in the scroll, he could not easily waste such precious time.

Lin Mo exhaled slowly and then put the golden scroll into his storage bracelet.

In the following time, after thinking for a while, he put his hands together and then opened them, and a piece about half a foot long appeared between his palms.

The diameter of the tree is about the thickness of a thumb, and the tree is black and red in color and twisted.

The wood is dark in color and constantly emits a bloody mist. It is the rare treasure called the Weeping Blood Wood that was purchased at the auction before!

After taking out this item, the storage bracelet on Lin Mo's wrist flashed brightly again.

Auxiliary materials of various colors jumped onto the ground of the secret room like stars.

Lin Mo showed a faint smile as he examined the dazzling array of items.

Then he threw the blood wood in his hand suddenly into the air, and a ball of silver-white flame spurted out of his mouth.

The silvery-white flames instantly enveloped the blood wood, and the blood mist and the silver flames blended with each other, making a "crackling" sound.

While Lin Mo was making hand gestures to cast the spell, he was also quickly grabbing various auxiliary materials on the ground.

Suddenly, those colorful auxiliary materials rose into the air and merged into the silver flame.

Lin Mo's eyes were sharp, with blue light flickering in the depths of his eyes. He stared at the silver flame in the air, concentrating and focusing. At night, Lin Mo still stayed in the secret room and did not take a single step out.

Even for the two disciples Qi Lingzi and Hai Dashao, magic spells were taught through voice transmission through the door of the secret room.

After seven or eight days of continuous practice, Lin Mo finally walked out of the secret room.

However, as soon as he came out of seclusion, he took advantage of the darkness of the night to capture Young Master Hai and Qi Lingzi.

They were teleported to a place a million miles away from Jiuxian Mountain at one time, and then given some precious elixirs and magical tools, and allowed to continue on their journey towards Tianyuan City.

He himself returned to Jiuxian Mountain again.

However, just two days later, White Bone Immortal visited him quietly.

Lin Mo talked in a low voice with Master Bai Gu for a long time in the hall, and then followed him out of Jiuxian Mountain.

Almost at the same time, in the other several Juxian Palaces in Jiuxian Mountain, those solitary cultivators and combined beings also left their homes one after another.

At a certain point in time, they disappear without a trace.

It was not until half a day later that many combined independent cultivators, including Lin Mo and others, reappeared. Due to the short time, no one noticed this abnormal situation except for a few people who were attentive.

During the following Wanbao Conference, Lin Mo went out frequently, making purchases in various markets, and from time to time he acquired some materials that excited him.

The rest of the time, he resumed his contacts with some combined beings, and often participated in some secret small trade fairs, which also yielded fruitful results.

During this period, the little girl Dai'er would come to visit Lin Mo every few days. Although there was nothing important, they always had a great conversation and returned with great satisfaction.

However, whenever he saw Dai'er's face that was similar to Nangong Wan, a strange emotion would always surge in his heart.

Seeing that the Wanbao Conference was about to come to an end, Xuanwu Baohuang and Tianyuan Shenghuang once again sent envoys to invite those human cultivators to join their camps, and promised to give them extremely generous treatment.

Sure enough, two independent cultivators were moved and chose to join them.

However, Lin Mo rejected the invitation without hesitation, and shortly before the end of the Wanbao Conference.

He quietly left Jiuxian Mountain. Along with him, Bai Guoer, who had the body of ice marrow, also disappeared.

At this point, the whereabouts of the two people completely disappeared!

With the successful conclusion of the Wanbao Conference, the human and demon races gathered in Jiuxian Mountain gradually dispersed.

Powerful beings such as the Three Emperors and Seven Demon Kings set out on their journey and left the mountains on the day the conference ended.

A month later, Jiuxian Mountain, which once gathered millions of lives, returned to its former tranquility except for a group of guards who stayed there.

As time passed, the various rumors about the Wanbao Conference gradually faded from people's memory.

In the blink of an eye, four years have passed.

On this day, near a remote and hidden mountain in Tianyuan Realm, a team of human cultivators suddenly flew in from a certain direction. There were men, women, young and old, all wearing various kinds of clothing.

But on the edge of the sleeves and lapels, there is a green word "谷" embroidered on it.

Among them, female monks accounted for the majority, and each of them had a graceful figure and beautiful face.

These nearly one hundred monks landed directly on the top of the mountain.

Some people immediately set up a simple protective formation around them, while most people looked for clean rocks, sat on the ground, closed their eyes and adjusted their breathing.

The core figures of this group of monks are an elder with yellow hair and a dignified girl in dark blue court dress standing in the center of the mountain.

Both of them have reached the late stage of Refining Void and have achieved great success. They stood there straight, but with their lips slightly parted, they were having a secret conversation silently.

"Master Xiaofeng, the person who asked you to meet here must be the one at the peak called Wangguifeng. There should be no mistake about this."

"It seems that the timing is quite appropriate now."

The yellow-haired old man raised his head and looked at the sky for a few seconds, then conveyed a few secret words to the girl.

"Elder Xiao, please rest assured. Given that person's current status, he should not do anything treacherous."

"Moreover, the other party took the initiative to entrust someone else to convey the message when we met here, so there is no possibility of any problems."

The girl responded without thinking.

"Indeed. This incident forced the Grand Elder to practice in seclusion for a hundred years immediately after returning from the Savage World after being injured."

"In this way, you will miss the grand celebration held by our True Spirit Family every three thousand years - the True Spirit Ceremony!"

"And the Grand Elder is the only cultivator in the Fusion Stage of our Gu Family. If he is not present to take charge, the outcome of this ceremony will probably not be optimistic."

"Fortunately, the patriarch had foreseen this and had already made an appointment with a senior in the Fusion Stage to come and help."

"Otherwise, our Gu family might choose to give up participating in this ceremony." The yellow-haired old man sighed and said with emotion.

"Indeed. The True Spirit Ceremony involves the number of True Spirit family members who can enter the Deep Spirit Cave, as well as many other interests. We must not give up easily."

"Last time, thanks to the personal intervention of the Grand Elder, our Gu family's ranking was still good; I thought that this time, inviting foreign aid would help improve our ranking."

"However, who would have thought that the Grand Elder would unexpectedly be unable to attend. In this case, as long as we can maintain our original ranking, it would be quite ideal."

The girl forced a smile, but her face looked slightly worried.

"That is indeed true. Although Senior Lin, whom the Patriarch invited, has only been promoted to the Fusion Stage for more than ten years, even if he is gifted, he cannot be compared with the Grand Elder who has been famous for a long time and possesses the blood of the True Spirit."

The yellow-haired old man also gave a bitter smile.

"However, if there is no fusion stage cultivator in charge, then this True Spirit Ceremony will definitely be more embarrassing for us."

The girl added again with a gloomy look.

"That's true! The top five families in the True Spirit Ceremony are all led by cultivators in the Fusion Stage."

The corner of the yellow-haired old man's mouth twitched slightly, and he was obviously helpless about this.

At this point, the two core figures fell silent, as if they had no desire to speak anymore.

Time flows like water, slowly passing by!
Two hours later, a blue light suddenly flashed in the other side of the sky, like a brilliant blue lightning streaking past. The girl's face was filled with joy, and she whispered to herself:
"Finally here! This person is very determined and punctual!" (End of this chapter)