Disaster Strikes.

Chapter 192
"Luyao!"

Yao Li, who returned to the house, couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"She was disturbing her own state of mind."

The frightening thing about the inner demon is that when you realize its existence, the more you want to shield it, it proves that the more you care about it, the stronger it will become.

Similar to martial arts practice, it requires the practitioner's mind and body to be unified.

Cultivators also have extremely high requirements for their own state of mind, that is to rule by doing nothing and let nature take its course.

Therefore, theoretically, there is no distinction between righteousness and demons in the monk profession itself, and there is no distinction between Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, as long as you let it go, you are afraid of being vacillating and flustered, which will breed demons and be devoured by them.

this day.

Boom!
With the sound of a melodious bell, Yao Li, who had been staying at home for several days, slowly opened her eyes.

After taking a deep breath and adjusting the breath in her body, she came to the vanity mirror, checked her posture, and then walked out of the room.

"Junior Sister, you finally came out."

In the face of Chen Mo's concern, Yao Li tried her best to behave calmly, like a fairy who came out of the dust, not a witch of acacia.

"Ah."

Yao Li raised her head and looked at the mountains among the smoky clouds, her eyes seemed to reveal a trace of desolation.

"It's time for the task, you come with me."

along the way.

Facing Chen Mo's non-stop questions, Yao Li's eyes dodged and she responded with a single sentence.

It wasn't until the two of them came to the main hall of the Hehuan Sect that they realized that more than [-] people had gathered here, whispering to each other and talking in low voices.

From all directions, disciples continued to gather.

"Senior Sister Yao Li, you are very punctual."

Luyao took the two female disciples and walked towards Yao Li, mocking and sneering.

Seeing this, Yao Li sneered after being surprised.

"Junior Sister Luyao, have you also come to participate in this secret mission, each other?"

Hearing this, Luyao giggled together with the two female disciples beside her.

"Senior sister, don't get me wrong. We are only entrusted by the sect to protect the order of Gulan Town outside the secret area. It is said that the ancestor of the Taishang Jindan is also in this town. The suzerain has announced that if you are lucky enough to serve the ancestor, you will be rewarded. A medium-grade magic weapon is not like someone, but because of the protection of the elders, it is forced to come here because of crimes and meritorious deeds."

"you!"

Yao Li was furious, but she couldn't refute. She could only grit her teeth, turn and leave.

This caused the people behind them to giggle again.

Now Yao Li has not completed the trial, has not yet been promoted to a true disciple, and with the incident of Yang Cheng, her status in the sect has plummeted.

"Junior Sister, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Chen Mo's comfort made Yao Li even more angry.

If it weren't for you, how could I have come to this point!

She was about to have a fit, but saw a white-clothed male cultivator looking at her. She forcibly suppressed the anger in her heart, and led Chen Mo over quickly.

"Senior Brother Yu Le, is Auntie okay?"

This person was Yu Le whom Chen Mo met once in Chuan Gong Hall, his eyes met Chen Mo's for a short while, and he smiled meaningfully.

"Junior Sister Yao Li."

Yu Le responded calmly.

"Master, her old man has been in a bad mood for the past two days because of you. After all...you have an extraordinary status in her heart. Needless to say, the degree of danger of this mission, even us who are at the peak of the [-]th level of Qi training True disciples, if they are not careful, they may be buried in it at any time, it is too dangerous for junior sister."

"I am ashamed of my aunt."

Yao Li burst into tears upon hearing this.

When she was six years old, her parents died in a fight with Sanyangmen disciples.

And this once little-known disciple of the Sanyangmen is now the famous Taoist Leihuo, a foundation-building monk that she can't resist at all.

Yao Li was brought up by her aunt alone.

Because my aunt was promoted to a foundation-building cultivator in the sect three years ago and was regarded as a fairy of Goupo, so her status in the sect also increased accordingly, and she gained a lot of resources, which made her a leap into the inner circle. He is an influential figure among the disciples of the sect, and successfully obtained the qualification for the true disciple trial.

"Junior Sister, don't think too much."

Yu Le said indifferently: "For this mission, the master will definitely protect you as much as possible. Last night, the master specially told me that after entering the secret realm, I will stay with you and protect you to complete this mission."

Yu Le's words finally made Yao Li's gloomy mood a little better.

She forced a smile.

"Senior brother is already at the pinnacle of the twelfth level of Qi training. With the words of senior brother, unless those elders who established the foundation take action, there should be no worries, and junior sister can rest assured."

Seeing that Yao Li didn't seem to be aware of the danger of the secret realm, Yu Le's face was serious.

"Junior Sister, don't be careless, let alone me, even Master, she is not [-]% sure that she will come back alive."

"what!?"

Let's not mention the conversation between Yu Le and Yao Li for now.

Chen Mo noticed that Windtalker also appeared with a frosty-faced female cultivator.

From the female cultivator's faintly fearful eyes towards Wind Talker, and Wind Talker's proud posture, it is not difficult for Chen Mo to judge that the Acacia Mark is already in his pocket.

The reason why the mission of the disaster has not ended is just to delay the time and participate in the exploration of the ancient secret realm.

Windtalker also noticed Chen Mo and nodded to him.

soon.

Chen Mo found that among the monks coming from a distance, Nianying was following a sad-faced male cultivator. After seeing Chen Mo, she smiled at Chen Mo, and then nodded secretly to Windtalker.

Chen Mo is not worried about Yan Ying.

Don't say anything else.

Just the white magic shield skill, which can counteract the effect of resisting mental interference and energy erosion, is enough to ensure her invincibility.

And judging from the posture of this male cultivator, it is obvious that Ningying, like Windtalker, has been completely controlled by her.

On the contrary, it is myself.

It seems that they have an overall advantage, but they haven't reached that threshold yet, so they can't manipulate Yao Li arbitrarily, and they can't complete the task at any time.

Before I knew it, more than a hundred people had gathered in the square.

"Look!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Chen Mo couldn't help but look.

This is actually a flying boat with a length of more than ten feet, flying slowly towards here from the clouds and mists of another mountain.

After the flying boat docked on the square in front of the main hall, a man with a cute smile and a round body stood in front of the flying boat.

"All disciples, let's board the Yunxiao Flying Boat."

This person's voice was yin and yang, and it was the lord of the Acacia Sect who had met at the altar when Chen Mo first came to this world to perform this task, Huanxi Layman.

After this month's investigation, Chen Mo naturally already has some understanding of the Hehuan Sect.

Inside the Hehuan Sect.

Aside from the Supreme Elder of the Golden Core Period who never sees the end of the dragon, Huanxi Layman is the strongest in the sect, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk, and there are twelve Foundation Establishment monks under his command.

There are no late stage monks in the Hehuan Sect.

In other words, in the entire Leilan country, there are only a handful of monks who have been promoted to the late stage of foundation establishment and are expected to hit the golden core stage in the past century, and basically all of them have already passed away due to the limit of their lifespan.

In the world of Guixu, Lei Lan Kingdom is just one of the small pocket countries at the bottom.

The cultivation resources in the territory are very limited, and the golden core stage monks are already at the peak, and their lifespan can easily reach as much as three or four hundred years old. Some monks who are good at health preservation can even live to seven or eight hundred years old.

As such.

Naturally, these golden core monks would not delay their great cause of practice for some mundane matters.

They often hand over the affairs of the sect to the descendants of the sect. They usually rely on a large number of sects to worship. When there is a disaster, it will show up.

This time Leilan Kingdom discovered the ancient secret realm, and the five major sects reached a cooperation, and it was these Golden Core cultivators who were behind the scenes.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to reach the so-called cooperation based on the accumulated grievances among the monks of the five major sects.

For these Golden Core monks.

Although this secret place is full of temptations, but they know each other well, and they have already stepped into the avenue. It is really worthless to fight for this and delay the great cause of cultivation.

After all, their lives are much more precious than those below.

more importantly.

This matter is of great importance, and it is necessary to prevent the coveting of foreign monks, so an agreement was reached, and the matter of exploring the secret realm will be handed over to the disciples under the sect, so that they can speak with their strength, and will not cause conflicts to escalate, and delay their great cause of practice , It can also prevent foreign monks from causing trouble.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect boarded the flying boat one after another.

Even though the flying boat carried hundreds of Hehuan Sect disciples, it didn't feel crowded.

Among these disciples, apart from more than a dozen true disciples of the [-]th and [-]th levels of qi training, most of them are inner disciples of the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th levels of qi training.

Among them were Yao Li and Luyao.

As for the other natural disasters who came to carry out the mission with Chen Mo, because they have all become golems, and the disciples who controlled them have all been promoted to true disciples. Will not be here anymore.

The flying boat slowly floated up and flew into the distance.

Many monks who were flying for the first time exclaimed with excitement.

As far as Chen Mo knows.

Cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage can float and fly for a short period of time, but at a very slow speed, similar to a hot air balloon. The so-called flying with the sword will be realized after the Golden Core Stage, through the magic weapon of life.

As far as traveling is concerned.

The monk profession has more advantages than most of the professions that the natural disaster victims come into contact with.

As for this flying boat, it is probably a secret treasure of the Hehuan Sect, or a special prop. If a natural disaster can snatch one, even for middle-level and high-level societies, it is still a very prestigious treasure.

Yao Li took Chen Mo and followed Yu Le to the front of the flying boat.

"master."

Yu Le saluted a female cultivator in purple.

The female cultivator in purple responded lightly, and after looking back at Yao Li, she let out a cold snort.

"If you hadn't been the only descendant left by my brother, I would never have indulged you again. Do you know how many people I begged and how much criticism I received for your sake."

Yao Li's eyes were blurred when she heard this.

"Yao Li didn't live up to expectations, Yao Li knew she was wrong."

Needless to say, this person is Fairy Goupo, the foundation-building monk of the Hehuan Sect.

Chen Mo noticed that beside her stood a man who looked like a monk.

The monk is bearded and grizzled, but his body is vigorous, full of energy and blood, his face is ferocious, there are six ring scars on the top of his head, and he holds a Zen staff, as motionless as a mountain.

Seeing this, Chen Mo was a little dazed.

This seems to be a mixture of the old Zhang Fei and the mature Lu Zhishen.

From this monk, Chen Mo felt a strong sense of oppression. Knowing that this person was originally a natural disaster, but was controlled by Fairy Goupo and turned into a puppet, he couldn't help showing a touch of embarrassment.

"Pity."

next moment.

Fairy Goupo's cold eyes fell on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo couldn't help but look stiff, he didn't dare to look at him, he just pretended he didn't see it.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, Chen Mo seemed to see this strange monk in a trance, and seemed to smile evilly at himself.

When he looked at the monk again, the monk remained the same, standing still like a mountain.

(End of this chapter)