Mortals: The Daily Life of Hidden Moon Sect

After hearing this, Qing Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi looked at each other in surprise.

Lin Mo smiled bitterly, his eyelids twitching wildly, and he was extremely frightened.

"I came here this time because I have something important to tell you. It would be good for me to rest for a while downstairs."

"Jin Yan, your Biling wine is quite good. Can you prepare seven or eight pots for me to taste?"

The old man rolled his eyes and made a request without any hesitation.

"Seven or eight pots! Brother Xu Ling is really joking."

"It takes three hundred years to brew a pot of Biling wine, and the raw materials required are extremely rare."

I only have three or four pots in my hand. How can I have seven or eight pots for you to drink from!"

When Jin Yanhou heard this, the muscles on his face twitched, and he was obviously at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"Haha, three or four pots are enough. Enough for me to drink a few cups."

The old man rolled his eyes and responded with a laugh.

Then, he did not give Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi any chance to refute.

With just a slight wave of his hand, the huge tortoise beetle under his feet suddenly made a "puff" sound.

It turned into a ball of thick black fog and disappeared into thin air in an instant.

After twisting for a while, the black mist drilled into the old man's wide sleeves like a snake.

disappeared without a trace.

Then, the old man's figure suddenly moved, turned into a black light, and quickly flew towards the magnificent palace below.

Jin Yanhou, the Marquis of Jin Yan, had a helpless look on his face and reached out his hand towards the empty space above.

The three golden-armored guards who were originally floating motionlessly in the air immediately stopped spinning, and the white silk threads wrapped around their bodies broke one after another.

Although the three guards still felt dizzy, they managed to stabilize their bodies.

He hurried over to greet Jin Yanhou, with an expression of shame on his face, muttering to himself:

"Thank you for the rescue, Master! We were really powerless to deal with it and brought shame upon you!"

"No wonder you guys are like that. The person who came here has great magical powers. Even I have to retreat away from him."

"You just need to do your best to repair the ban."

Jin Yanhou shook his head slightly, and then golden flames danced gently on the surface of his body.

It also turned into a fleeting rainbow and quickly descended below.

"Little friend Lin, please come with me."

"This old monster is really hard to deal with. You must pay more attention to it later."

Qing Yuanzi sighed and spoke slowly, golden light flickered under his feet, and then disappeared into the void.

Lin Mo touched his chin, and after thinking for a moment, he also used his body to fly downwards swiftly.

After a short period of time, Lin Mo and the others returned to the spacious hall where they were originally and sat down to rest again.

At this time, an old man named Xu Ling appeared opposite Qing Yuanzi's seat.

Jin Yanhou didn't waste any words, he just raised his arms and clapped them lightly twice.

Then four beautiful maids in golden gauze came up, each holding some precious and rare spiritual fruits in their hands, and placed them on the table in front of the people.

"Where is the Biling wine? Jin Yan, you are not planning to use these things to just perfunctory an old man like me, are you?"

The old man's eyes swept across the various spiritual fruits in front of him, his eyes jumped, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu Ling. The Bi Ling wine needs to be stored in the ten thousand year old black ice."

"It will be more fragrant and rich. I have sent people to the ice cave to get the fine wine."

Jin Yanhou suppressed his inner anger and explained patiently.

"That's the only way to make sense!"

The old man nodded, and casually grasped a bright red spiritual fruit in front of him that looked like a peach, tightly in his hand, without even spitting out the core.

Lin Mo witnessed this scene and felt speechless.

At this moment, the old man's gaze fell on Lin Mo for some reason. After looking at him carefully for a few seconds, he suddenly hummed softly and said "eh".

He asked slowly:
"Young man, judging from your skeleton age, you are only just over 2,000 years old."

"However, you have such a profound cultivation, which is truly amazing. Are you a descendant of Qing Yuanzi's clan?"

"I would like to express my highest respect to you. I am a member of your family."

Lin Mo heard a hint of obvious appreciation in the other party's words, but he did not feel ecstatic in his heart.

Instead, he felt a vague chill, so he quickly stood up and respectfully greeted the old man.

This old man even gave a Mahayana master like Qing Yuanzi a headache, so Lin Mo was naturally full of awe for him.

In addition, the other party can accurately see his actual age just by observing with the naked eye.

It was truly miraculous. He expected the other party's question to be just a joke.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo's expectations were ultimately dashed.

When the old man heard Lin Mo's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he continued to ask with a sigh:
"Indeed, indeed. Your outstanding talent is extremely rare in the entire spirit world."

"Qing Yuanzi, I remember that your human race doesn't seem to be very powerful. You are just an insignificant and weak race."

"But you not only have a Mahayana expert like you, but also a rising star with unlimited potential like Brother Lin. Your strength should not be underestimated."

"Could it be that you humans have been deliberately hiding your strength?"

"Your Excellency Xu Ling is such a joker! We humans are indeed just an insignificant group."

"Although I came from the human race, I was able to cultivate to my current level due to a chance encounter."

"However, because of this, I can no longer be considered a human being in the traditional sense."

"As for Brother Lin, his cultivation speed is truly amazing. This is not something too bizarre."

"Every race has the potential to produce one or two exceptionally gifted and extraordinary people."

"It was just that I happened to be encountered by Lord Xu Ling. How can I be compared with your family?"

There was a strange flash in Qing Yuanzi's eyes, and he quickly responded with a smile.

"Really? However, our Mayfly tribe is considered large."

"But I have never seen anyone so young break through to the late stage of the fusion stage."

"I wonder if Brother Lin is interested in joining my Mayfly Clan?"

"As long as you decide to stay in our clan as a guest elder, we will provide you with all the cultivation resources and elixirs you need in the future."

The old man snorted coldly, glanced at Qing Yuanzi, then turned to look at Lin Mo with a tentative smile.

Hearing this, Qing Yuanzi's face suddenly changed and his mouth opened slightly.

He seemed to want to express his opinion, but in the end he was unable to utter a single word.

Lin Mo was very surprised, but after a little thought, he still firmly refused:

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. However, our tribe is about to face a severe test." "Although the younger generation is weak, I still have to return to the tribe and overcome the difficulties together."

"So, for now, I cannot consider joining the tribe that my seniors belong to."

"What disaster? Humph, are you looking for an excuse to fool me?"

When the old man heard this, his originally pleasant face suddenly became serious and he asked in a stern voice.

At the same time, there was a loud "bang" and an invisible pressure emanated from the old man, pouncing towards Lin Mo like a beast.

"This junior has no such intention!"

Although Lin Mo anticipated that this person had a weird personality, he never expected that he would attack him without any scruples.

He couldn't help but think that something was wrong and hurriedly explained, and the protective aura on his body immediately appeared.

With a "boom", he felt a powerful force pressing on his shoulders.

His body involuntarily bent downward, and the protective golden light flashed wildly, as if it would break at any time.

At the same time, a series of dense explosions were heard inside the body, and all the bones in the body began to tremble violently.

This is also the reason why Lin Mo's physical strength is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Otherwise, for ordinary people, under such powerful pressure from the old man, even if they did not die on the spot, they would definitely be injured and vomit blood immediately.

"Oh, that's interesting!"

When the old man saw the scene, he uttered a sound of surprise again, and the anger on his face instantly subsided, replaced by an expression of interest.

However, his body suddenly swelled up when he sat down, and his height increased out of thin air.

The pressure exerted on Lin Mo also increased a lot.

"Bang" sound!
Lin Mo's shoulders shook a few times and his face turned pale, but he still sat there as steady as a rock.

But the wooden chair under him turned into powder in an instant and disappeared.

"Lord Xu Ling, please show mercy!"

Qing Yuanzi frowned, waved his sleeves, and a golden light rushed out. Finally, he could not help but plead for mercy.

After a muffled sound, two huge forces collided in front of Lin Mo, and finally canceled each other out and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Mo suddenly felt the pressure on his shoulders relieved, and he felt relaxed all over.

The tension in his heart eased a little, and he felt even more deeply terrified by the immense strength of the old man named Xu Ling!

No wonder Qing Yuanzi and Jin Yanhou always treated this old man with respect and courtesy. It turned out that his magical powers were indeed far beyond theirs.

"Qing Yuanzi, are you interested in having a discussion with me?"

"This is truly a great opportunity. The last time I had a decisive battle with you was probably a thousand years ago."

"I heard that you have recently cultivated a very exquisite magical power. I am quite interested in it and I am eager to take a peek."

Faced with Qing Yuanzi's challenge, the old man not only did not get angry, but immediately rubbed his hands, showing an eager and warlike attitude.

He gently put Lin Mo down, as if he didn't see him.

This made Lin Mo frown slightly, feeling a little confused.

He couldn't be sure whether the other party was really keen on fighting or was just pretending.

When Qing Yuanzi saw the old man Xu Ling's behavior, he seemed to remember some old events.

The corners of his eyes twitched suddenly a few times, then he forced a smile and waved his hands repeatedly:
"Brother Xu Ling, you are too kind. How dare I, Jiang, with my insignificant skills, compete with you? After all, little friend Lin is a fellow tribesman of mine. Please show some mercy and take good care of him."

"So you are unwilling to compete. This is really a pity."

"Forget it. For your sake, I will not embarrass this young man. Let's deal with the business first."

There was a hint of disappointment in the old man's eyes, and he responded lazily, his mental state seemed to drop instantly.

"I am also quite confused!"

"It is rumored that Brother Xu Ling has already reached the last checkpoint on his path to cultivation. He has been practicing in seclusion for a thousand years in preparation for the catastrophe of ascension."

"Why did you suddenly come to the Styx and visit us one by one? Is there something urgent that needs to be resolved?"

Jin Yanhou was also curious and couldn't help but ask.

"Of course it is an extremely urgent matter! If not, even if I was extremely bored, I would never have crossed the interface to come here."

"There is no need to say more. Just quickly hand over all the Styx Milk you have to me."

"This time, I brought the 'Five Element Pill' and the eggs of the 'Wan Kun Worm' as a bargaining chip to exchange for all the spiritual milk in your hands!"

The old man answered without hesitation.

"What? You are asking for the Milk of the Styx!"

"What do you want to use the spiritual milk for, Brother Xu Ling?"

After learning this, Jin Yanhou and Qing Yuanzi exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Mo was equally surprised.

"Qing Yuanzi, has this situation really happened?"

The old man asked Qing Yuanzi with a little surprise.

"Indeed, all of Fellow Daoist Jin Yan's Styx Milk has been exchanged by me with items of equal value."

"Brother Xu Ling, this spiritual milk may not have much effect on you, and your family already has a large amount of this kind of spiritual milk."

"It may be difficult for others to use it, but with your status, it should be no problem."

Qing Yuanzi asked back with the same surprise.

"Secondly, I am not looking for this spiritual milk for my own use, but for other purposes."

"Secondly, after a long period of consumption, the amount of spiritual milk stored by our clan is not as sufficient as you guessed."

"The existing spiritual milk has already been taken out and used up by this old man."

"If not, there would be no need for me to seek help from you all."

"I have exchanged some from other Taoist friends, but it is still not enough to meet the needs."

"Therefore, Qing Yuanzi, no matter what you use this spiritual milk for, I am willing to exchange it for a treasure worth twice as much as the spiritual milk."

The old man stated in a serious tone.

Hearing the other party's remarks, Qing Yuanzi's face froze slightly and he fell into deep thought.

Lin Mojing stood beside him with a calm expression, but his heart was beating wildly.

Jin Yanhou folded his arms and looked at Qing Yuanzi and the old man with a smile on his face, as if he had no need to worry about anything.

"Brother Xu Ling, if calculated based on this price, Jiang should have given up."

"However, these spiritual milks have already been given to Little Friend Lin by me. Even if Jiang is willing to accept, I am afraid that I am unable to do so."

Qing Yuanzi could only shake his head helplessly in the end.

"Has it been sent out? Just this young man?" (End of this chapter)