Mortal: I, Mo Juren

Chapter 114 There are too many corpses to pick up

The moment Mo Fan stared at Lu Yifan, Lu Yifan felt a sudden coldness behind his back for no reason.

He was so frightened that he quickly stopped talking, turned sideways carefully, and looked over with his peripheral vision.

The person who caught his eye immediately shocked him. What he saw out of the corner of his eye were the eight golden elixir monks from the Yellow Maple Valley.

Mo Fan had already withdrawn his gaze and was looking elsewhere.

Lu Yifan didn't notice it and didn't dare to continue observing.

He withdrew his gaze and left Chen Qiaoqian's side slightly uneasily.

The golden elixir monk's spiritual sense is very sharp. If he dares to stare a few more times, he will definitely be discovered.

At this time, the scheduled departure time finally arrived.

A giant spaceship flew rapidly towards everyone in the distance.

In front of the giant ship, Ancestor Linghu was standing with his hands behind his back.

His robes and beard fluttered in the wind.

Ben Yi has mastered the look of a master, but unfortunately coupled with his ugly face that is covered with wrinkles, it is difficult for people to think of him in this way.

Fortunately, the majesty of the giant ship deeply shocked everyone, and the crowd exclaimed one after another.

"I've met Uncle Linghu!"

"I have seen my ancestor!"

When the giant ship approached, everyone saluted.

"You are all my good sons of Huang Maple Valley, so there is no need to be polite." Ancestor Linghu nodded slightly.

"I think you all know everything about this trip, so I won't go into details here. Let's get on the boat!"

As Ancestor Linghu spoke, he controlled the spacecraft to open its shield and slowly landed in front of everyone.

Hearing this, Mo Fan and the others stepped onto the deck of the giant ship first and stood behind Ancestor Linghu.

The other foundation-building monks followed in an orderly manner.

After everyone had finished boarding, Ancestor Linghu once again controlled the spacecraft to open the shield and speed towards the direction of the Cavalry Country.

Looking at the gradually blurry scene around them, the foundation-building disciples on the giant ship were shocked.

The speed of the giant spaceship was probably nearly ten times faster than their own speed.

Not to mention this group of foundation-building disciples, the eight golden elixir monks were also a little surprised.

The speed of this giant ship was at least twice as fast as their escape speed.

that's the truth.

In the past, Mo Fan needed to fly for several days, but this time it only took him a little more than one day.

Perhaps because Huang Maple Valley is the closest to this place, when everyone arrived, they did not see the monks from the other five sects.

Fortunately, although the Cavalry Nation was at a disadvantage at this time, it could still resist one or two.

The newly arrived Mo Fan and others were not allowed to go directly to the battlefield.

Instead, he took everyone to their residence first.

Mo Fan's eight golden elixir monks were arranged in a fairly well-decorated building complex.

The rest of the foundation-building monks were arranged in low stone houses.

The building complex is certainly incomparable to their respective caves.

But it is much better than the low stone houses and casually built residences not far away.

Everyone also knows that everything should be kept simple during wartime, and they have no objection to this.

After sitting in the residence for a while, Mo Fan left the room and rushed to the front line.

After flying forward for more than ten miles, a formation shield that looked like it was reaching the sky blocked his way.

Looking at the shield in front of him, Mo Fan was amazed.

At least this formation was impossible to set up based on his current formation level.

To set up such a wide-ranging formation, I'm afraid you need a formation master.

Moreover, the cultivation level of this formation master cannot be too low.

Not knowing if there was a chance to get his body, Mo Fan unconsciously held his chin and started thinking about it.

"Are you the Taoist brother from the Yellow Maple Valley of Yue Kingdom?"

While Mo Fan was stunned, a ray of light in the distance stopped beside him, revealing a man in black robes.

Mo Fan, who had noticed that someone was coming, was not surprised. He put down the hand holding his chin and turned to face the person with a smile: "Exactly."

"I'm getting off the car and riding in Heiyuan Pavilion, Chen Wei." The man in black robe announced his home address.

"Yellow Maple Valley, Yu Feng." Mo Fan saluted.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, do you want to see the battle situation in advance?"

"Yes, I'm a little worried after hearing that the Six Demonic Sects are coming fiercely." Mo Fan sighed slightly.

"At the beginning, I was very worried like fellow Taoist Yu. But now that I have taken over, I feel a lot better. Now with the support of all the Taoist brothers, I think we will be able to defeat the Six Demonic Sects very soon."

The man in black robe laughed and comforted Mo Fan optimistically.

After hearing this, Mo Fan just smiled lightly and said nothing more.

He was afraid that it would damage the confidence of the man in black robe.

Then the man in black robe briefly introduced to Mo Fan everything that had happened so far.

Knowing that it was a truce period and the formation would not be easily activated, Mo Fan finally had no choice but to return to his residence.

……

Time flies and it is already three days later.

During this period, people from the other five sects of Yue Kingdom also arrived. After a brief meeting, everyone got their respective tasks.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Fan finally used the combat power ranking points gained from reporting information to gather the remaining supporting materials for the gold flying sword.

The only pity is that he can't find time to refine it at this time.

It takes at least half a month to refine a natal flying sword magic weapon.

What's more, that's with the support of a steady stream of ground fire.

Now if he is allowed to use his own elixir fire instead, it may take a few more days.

Mo Fan is not in a hurry about this, as long as the materials are gathered together.

Anyway, now that he has refined it, he doesn't dare to use it.

The only advantage is that it can be put into the Dantian in advance for nourishment.

At this time, Mo Fan had been dispatched.

……

The junction between the Cheqi Kingdom and the Tianluo Kingdom.

On a huge wasteland, thousands of foundation-building monks are constantly fighting.

The collision between spells and magic weapons erupted with loud noises.

A large amount of spiritual energy fluctuated, impacting the surrounding landscape and constantly deforming it.

Every moment on the flat ground, a large number of uneven pits appear.

Along with the appearance of pits, corpses continued to fall from mid-air.

A fierce battle was also breaking out in the sky more than ten miles above this group of foundation-building monks.

The spiritual power fluctuations coming out are many times stronger than those below.

At the edge of the battle group, Mo Fan was fighting back and forth with an early-stage Jindan monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect.

However, most of Mo Fan's mind was not on this, but he was always paying attention to other battle groups around him.

In particular, the two female foundation-building cultivators twenty miles away from him attracted most of his attention.

The two female nuns were none other than Nie Ying and Chen Qiaoqian who had joined together.Although the two girls are only in the middle stage of foundation building, they can rely on the large number of top-level magic weapons given by Mo Fan before.

Looking at the entire battlefield, the advantages and disadvantages are not obvious.

Many monks from the Riding Kingdom, who had been suppressed and beaten for so long, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After receiving support from the six sects of the Yue Kingdom this time, the Cheqi Kingdom managed to stabilize its position.

"Demon Soul Palm!"

Seeing that almost all of the nearby fellow sects had the upper hand, and only he and the monkey-faced man in front of him were evenly matched, the early-stage Jindan cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect felt extremely insulted.

The whole person was so angry that he finally couldn't help it and used his secret technique of suppressing the situation at the bottom of the box.

As the male cultivator let out a low drink, a strong demonic energy surged out of his body, turning into a huge palm as black as ink, and struck hard at Mo Fan.

Mo Fan, who was originally paying attention to the battle of the foundation-building monks below with most of his consciousness, had no choice but to take back the released consciousness.

At this time, his cultivation level was still at the early stage of the golden elixir, so the amount of magic power he could call upon was not too high.

More spiritual consciousness is needed to control the Green Brilliant Sword.

There was no sign of panic on Mo Fan's face. He lightly touched the green sword in front of him, and a green lotus shadow appeared out of thin air from the green sword.

In the blink of an eye, Qinglian turned from virtual to real, spinning at high speed and shooting out sword energy, slashing towards the giant black palm.

Under the continuous consumption of Qinglian, the black giant palm was completely consumed in an instant.

When the Ghost Spirit Sect Golden Core cultivator saw that his secret technique of pressing the box was still blocked by the monkey-faced man in front of him, his anger surged as his emotions were easily fluctuated due to the influence of the technique.

No longer caring about anything else, he bit the tip of his tongue, spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and performed the forbidden technique by pinching the secrets.

"It's really troublesome!" Mo Fan also had a headache when he saw that the Jindan monk from Guilingmen suddenly went crazy for no reason.

After cursing secretly in his mind, he had to pretend to bite the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and cast the spell.

If it weren't for the large number of people here, it would be easy for the secrets to be exposed, and it would be inappropriate for him to be too high-profile when he first arrived.

He had the intention to kill this person directly.

Although there is a greater chance that parts of the body that he personally killed will be recovered when extracted, it is still better than nothing.

The Golden Core cultivator of Ghost Spirit Sect, who was casting spells with all his strength, was glanced at by Mo Fan with a slightly impatient look, and his heart trembled for no reason, almost interrupting the forbidden spell he was releasing.

Fortunately, as a golden elixir monk, he still had no problem controlling the magic power in his body, and finally successfully performed the forbidden technique.

It's a pity that the forbidden technique he was proud of was still blocked by Mo Fan.

Seeing that his secret techniques and forbidden techniques were blocked one after another, he finally woke up.

It's not that the opponent was lucky enough to receive his attack, but the opponent's strength is probably even greater than his own.

Not to mention being far above him, it is definitely not something he can defeat.

This person was actually hiding his frustrations, trying to seduce him to consume the mana in his body, while he waited for the last moment to give him a fatal blow.

In an instant, the golden elixir monk from the Ghost Spirit Sect figured out Mo Fan's intention.

After realizing this, how could this Jindan cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect dare to take action with all his strength?

He was afraid that when his magic power was exhausted, he would no longer be able to resist.

Following the sudden change of the Golden Core cultivator of Ghost Spirit Sect, it was Mo Fan's turn to be stunned.

He was prepared to accept the crazy attack from the opponent. Why did the attack intensity not only not increase, but also decrease?

Seeing Mo Fan looking at him with confusion, the Golden Core cultivator from Ghost Spirit Sect smiled contemptuously like a wise man.

His face was filled with confidence, and his eyes revealed the emotion of "I have seen through your intentions."

Mo Fan was stunned for a moment.

He never imagined that he just wanted to catch fish, but in the end he was suddenly taught such a profound thing.

Fortunately, Mo Fan didn't intend to show too much strength at this time. He was happy to see the Ghost Spirit Sect monks on the opposite side slow down their attacks.

This scene once again caused the Ghost Spirit Sect monks to misunderstand.

He only thought that he had discovered Mo Fan's intention, so Mo Fan also slowed down his attack.

Just like that, the two of them kept going back and forth on the edge.

In a flash of time, it was evening.

As the sky darkened, both sides tacitly agreed to a ceasefire.

Glancing at the foundation-building corpses lying everywhere on the ground, Mo Fan didn't stay too long.

He also followed the large army back to the formation.

Now, with the improvement of their cultivation level, the corpses of these foundation-building monks are no longer visible to him.

Just for these three melons and two dates, he would definitely not pick up the body at the risk of exposing his golden fingers.

Unless there is a special physique inside, or some high spiritual roots, or other corpses that can bring him a considerable improvement.

For example, the young man surnamed Wang with Xuanyin body in Huang Maple Valley, or the two twins with Lei Linggen.

Ever since Mo Fan had seen this person display his blazing light when he was a boy many years ago, he was deeply interested in the secret technique that was like a laser eye.

Unfortunately, he discovered it later when he was preparing to practice this secret technique.

To practice this secret technique, you must have a Xuanyin body, which made him very regretful.

In the middle of the process, he also thought for a moment whether he should find an opportunity to kill this person and then extract it.

Later, considering that they were from the same sect after all, he didn't take action.

Although he doesn't think he is a good person, he doesn't think he is a good person either.

He still couldn't bring himself to kill his fellow disciples to extract his physique.

I can't get over the hurdle in my heart.

But if the young man surnamed Wang loses to others and is beheaded, there is no psychological burden for him to collect his body and continue to develop the body of Xuanyin.

It's a pity that the young man named Wang, who has a Xuanyin body, is always surrounded by a large group of his classmates.

In addition, his powerful divine light can restrain demons and ghosts.

The foundation-building monks of the Six Demonic Sects on the opposite side had no chance at all.

Mo Fan is not in a hurry about this, this is just the beginning.

He still has a lot of confidence in the Six Demonic Sects.

What's more, he never mentioned this young man named Wang in the original work.

It stands to reason that with his physique, he would not be unknown.

It's not mentioned in the book, so there's a high probability that he died young.

……

The water flows in the east, and the leaves fall.

Time flies, and three months have passed like a fleeting moment.

In these three months, Mo Fan experienced nearly a hundred battles, large and small.

Unfortunately, there are very few fallen Golden Core cultivators.

Either it's too far away from him, or there's not enough reason.

Only after a middle-stage Jindan monk from Tianque Castle died not far from him a few days ago, he took his body back with him on the pretext of an acquaintance.

In the end, he only had time to extract it once, and hurriedly returned the body to the other golden elixir monks in Tianque Castle.

Fortunately, his soul was already full, and without any accident, he extracted his cultivation power for the first time.

In the past few days, he used his spare time to finally transform all the cultivation he extracted into the power of his five elements.

His cultivation has improved a lot again, reaching around the middle and late stages of the Golden Core.

With all the cultivation of a mid-stage Golden Core monk, he should be able to reach the bottleneck of the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator.

The next one is the late stage of Jindan.

If you get a few more golden elixirs in the later stage, you will be perfect!After thinking about it for a while, Mo Fan suddenly felt proud.

(End of this chapter)