Immortality and Immortality: Liver Experience Begins in the Desert

Han Mo's face darkened, and he was obviously enraged.

The monks behind him also clenched their magic weapons, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you are determined to be our enemy."

Han Mo said in a cold voice, the spirit sword in his hand trembling slightly, and it was obvious that he was ready to attack.

Jiang Qiong smiled and met Han Mo's gaze without fear.

He knew that the other party would not dare to act rashly, because the strength he had just demonstrated was enough to shock them.

"I don't want to be an enemy, but I won't give in easily. I have already subdued the plant spirits. No matter what you say, you can't change my decision."

Jiang Qiong said in a firm tone.

Seeing this, Han Mo knew that it would be useless to continue talking.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Okay, very good. Since you insist so much, we won't say anything more."

"I hope you won't regret your decision today."

Jiang Qiong smiled faintly when she heard this, and said nonchalantly: "Thank you for reminding me, I never regret my decision."

After saying that, he turned around, flew up on his sword without hesitation, and flew away.

Han Mo and the others were angry upon seeing this, but they did not dare to pursue easily and could only watch Jiang Qiong leave.

"Captain, are we just going to let him go like this?" the female monk asked unwillingly.

Han Mo was silent for a moment, and finally sighed and said, "We are not as strong as others right now, and a head-on confrontation will only bring humiliation upon ourselves."

"Go back first and report the situation to the sect, then make plans."

Upon hearing this, all the monks nodded. Although they were unwilling, they could only accept this result temporarily.

When Han Mo and others returned to the sect, it was already late.

The sect was brightly lit, and the monks were busy shuttling between the various halls, making everything seem orderly.

They went straight to the main hall of the sect. Han Mo took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then led everyone in.

Inside the main hall, the sect leader sat on a high platform with several elders standing on both sides. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified.

"Han Mo, you're back."

The clan leader looked up at them, with a hint of majesty in his eyes.

Han Mo stepped forward, bowed and said, "Master, I am incompetent and failed to complete the task."

The clan leader frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What happened?"

Han Mo recounted what had happened in detail, including how Jiang Qiong subdued the plant spirits and their confrontation with Jiang Qiong.

After hearing this, the clan leader's face gradually turned gloomy, and several elders also looked solemn.

"How dare the monk who snatched the plant spirit be so arrogant!" An elder slammed the table and said angrily.

"Master, the plant spirits are extremely important to our sect. We must not let them fall into the hands of others." Another elder said in a deep voice.

The leader pondered for a moment, then turned his gaze to Han Mo and asked, "Why didn't you just take action at that time?"

Han Mo smiled bitterly and replied, "Master, that person's strength is unfathomable. I am worried that if we fight him head-on, we will be completely wiped out."

The sect leader nodded, obviously understanding Han Mo's concerns.

He pondered for a moment, then made a decision: "We can't let this matter rest."

"Han Mo, take a few elders to find that person and make sure to bring the plant spirit back."

"Yes, Sect Master."

Han Mo accepted the order, but felt a little uneasy.

Regardless, he knew this mission was of great importance.

The next morning, Han Mo set out with several elders, all tracking Jiang Qiong.

Along the way, they discussed countermeasures, using both intimidation and inducement to make Jiang Qiong hand over the plant spirit.

Just when Han Mo and others were tracking Jiang Qiong.

Here, in the wild mountains and wilderness, there is a force called Skull Village, which is the lair of a group of notorious bandits.

Among them, the leader of the village is the old monster Black Wind, who has unfathomable cultivation and many subordinates, all of whom are fierce and brutal.

The bandits of Skull Village made a living by robbing passing merchants and monks, and accumulated a lot of wealth and resources.

That day, Black Wind Old Monster was sitting in the lobby, sipping strong liquor, when suddenly a spy ran in hurriedly, knelt on one knee, and reported:

"Village leader, Han Mo and others have left the sect and are heading towards Black Wind Mountain."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Black Wind Monster. He put down his wine glass and asked, "Why are they here?"

The spy replied, "I heard that they were tracking down a monk, and it seems to be related to plant spirits."

Hearing this, Black Wind Old Monster showed a sly smile on his face: "Plant spirits? That's a good thing! If we can take it for ourselves, it will definitely greatly enhance our strength."

He thought for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Pass the order down, summon all the leaders to come and discuss this matter."

A moment later, in the lobby of the Skull Village, more than a dozen leaders gathered together, all with solemn expressions, waiting for instructions from the village leader.

The old monster Black Wind looked around at everyone and said in a deep voice: "Han Mo and others brought a few elders to track down a certain cultivator. Their target is the plant spirit."

"We can't just sit back and do nothing. This is a great opportunity."

A leader stepped forward and asked respectfully, "What does the village chief mean?"

The Black Wind Monster sneered, "We will set up an ambush first, wait for them to enter Black Wind Mountain, and then capture them in one fell swoop. Then we will force them to tell us the whereabouts of the plant monsters, and seize their magic weapons and resources."

Upon hearing this, all the leaders nodded in agreement.

A burly leader stepped forward and said loudly: "Don't worry, village chief. We will go all out and never let them get away!"

The Black Wind Monster nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, everyone get ready and set off in half an hour."

The bandits of Skull Village immediately took action, rubbing their hands, preparing various magical weapons and formations, ready for the upcoming battle.

Half an hour later, Black Wind Monster led the bandits and quietly set off along the mountain path, quickly heading towards the place where Han Mo and others might have passed.

At the same time, Han Mo and several elders were flying at full speed, thinking about how to force Jiang Qiong to hand over the plant monster.

Suddenly, one of the elders sensed a strange aura, frowned slightly, and waved his hand to signal everyone to stop.

"What's wrong?" Han Mo asked puzzledly.

The elder concentrated for a moment and said, "I feel something is wrong ahead. It seems someone is ambushing us."

Upon hearing this, the other elders and disciples became alert, flashing their magic weapons, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

At this moment, a burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out all around, and then the Black Wind Monster led the bandits to rush out from all directions and surrounded Han Mo and others.

"Hahaha, Han Mo, you really came!" The Black Wind Monster laughed.

Han Mo's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Old Monster Black Wind, how dare you set an ambush here? Aren't you afraid of our sect's revenge?"

The old monster Black Wind snorted coldly: "Revenge? Humph, as long as you hand over the plant spirits and all the magic weapon resources today, I might consider letting you go. Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude!" Han Mo's eyes turned cold: "Don't even think about it!"

The old monster Black Wind grinned and said, "If that's the case, don't blame us for being ruthless! Go ahead!"

Han Mo and others were trapped in the valley. Bandits were swarming in from all around like a tide. Each bandit was extremely ferocious, with magic weapons in their hands flashing with cold light.

Han Mo held a long sword in his hand, the sword light was like a rainbow, and he forced back several approaching bandits.

"Form a formation!" Han Mo shouted.

Several elders reacted quickly, standing in the shape of a five-pointed star, connecting their auras with each other to form a defensive formation.

The formation shone brightly, temporarily blocking the bandits' attack.

The old monster Black Wind stood on a high place, watching all this coldly, with a sneer on his lips.

He waved his hand, and several burly bandits came out, each holding a heavy magical weapon in their hands, and began to launch powerful attacks.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, a bolt of lightning struck the defensive formation, and the light of the formation shook and almost broke.

Han Mo clenched his teeth, and the spiritual energy in his body continued to surge out, maintaining the stability of the formation.

"We can't go on like this!" An elder gasped, "We must break through the encirclement, otherwise we will be exhausted to death sooner or later."

Han Mo nodded, he understood this too.

Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, the old monster Black Wind suddenly shouted: "Attack with all your strength!"

Upon receiving the order, the bandits used all kinds of powerful magical weapons, and various attacks such as fire, ice, lightning, etc. came to Han Mo and others like an overwhelming force.

The defensive formation finally couldn't hold up under the fierce attack, and with a flash of light, it completely collapsed.

"Kill!" Han Mo roared, swung his sword, and a sword energy swept out, cutting the approaching bandits into two pieces.

Given the current situation, the only chance of survival is for everyone to fight to the death.

Several elders also took action, each using their unique skills to engage in a fierce battle with the bandits.

Han Mo's figure was as fast as lightning, and his sword flashed. Every sword took a life, but there were too many enemies, and he gradually felt that he was overwhelmed.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by, and the Black Wind Monster took action himself.

He held a long black knife in his hand, the blade gleamed like ink, and with a cold aura, he moved straight towards Han Mo.

Han Mo's heart trembled, and he immediately swung his sword to meet the enemy.

The two men's swords collided with a loud bang. Han Mo only felt a huge force coming, and his body involuntarily took a few steps back.

"You are quite strong, but you are still far behind me!"

The Black Wind Monster sneered, and with a flash of his sword, he attacked again.

Han Mo gritted his teeth and fought with all his might, but he was ultimately no match for the Black Wind Monster.

Just when he was about to collapse, an elder suddenly rushed over and shouted, "Han Mo, hurry up, I'll stop him!"

"Elder!" A trace of pity flashed across Han Mo's eyes, but he knew that now was not the time to hesitate.

He gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed out of the valley.

The elder stood in front of the Black Wind Monster, the magic weapon in his hand shone brightly, and he fought fiercely with the Black Wind Monster.

The old monster Black Wind snorted coldly, and the sword light surged towards the elder like a tide. The elder tried his best to resist, but was quickly suppressed.

"Go!" the elder shouted, his body was hit by the knife and blood splattered, but he still held on to the Black Wind Monster to buy time for Han Mo.

Han Mo suppressed his grief and fought hard to break out with several disciples.

Seeing this, the bandits started chasing after them.

Under the siege of the bandits, all kinds of magical weapons and formations were activated at the same time, which immediately suppressed Han Mo and others to the point where they could not breathe.

Although Han Mo is quite powerful, he still seems a little overwhelmed when facing so many enemies.

He and his disciples tried their best to resist, but gradually, their injuries became more and more serious and their physical strength gradually declined.

Seeing this, Black Wind Old Monster sneered and said, "Han Mo, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. Why bother to struggle in vain? As long as you hand over the plant spirits and magic weapons, I can consider giving you a way out."

Han Mo gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with anger and unwillingness, but he knew that if he continued to fight, his entire army would be wiped out.

Just as he was hesitating, an elder suddenly said loudly: "Han Mo, saving your life is the most important thing, agree to them first!"

Han Mo was shocked when he heard this, knowing that the elder was right. So he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, we will hand over the magic tools and resources, but the plant spirits will not be in our hands."

The Black Wind Monster's eyes flashed, and he sneered, "Do you think I will believe you? In that case, I will arrest you first!"

With a wave of his hand, the bandits immediately increased their offensive. Han Mo and others were eventually defeated and captured one by one.

Black Wind Old Monster looked at the tied-up Han Mo and others with pride, and said coldly: "Take them back to the village and interrogate them thoroughly!"

The bandits from Skull Village took Han Mo and others and returned to Skull Village in a mighty manner.

In the lobby, the old monster Black Wind sat on the high platform, looking coldly at Han Mo and others who were tied to the ground, and asked: "Now, can you tell me the whereabouts of the grass monster?"

Han Mo gritted his teeth and said, "I've already said that the plant spirits are not in our hands."

The old monster Black Wind sneered and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. I have plenty of ways to make you speak."

He waved his hand, and several bandits immediately stepped forward, took out various torture instruments, and prepared to torture Han Mo and others.

See this scene.

Han Mo's expression changed slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "The plant spirit is really not in our hands. You can find out by searching the storage device. Why torture us?"

"Hmph, search!"

Seeing that Han Mo and the others did not seem to be lying, he signaled the bandits around him to search the storage device.

After a short search.

The bandits really didn't find any plant monsters.

"I know where the monk who took away the plant spirits went."

Han Mo looked at the Black Wind Monster and gritted his teeth and said, "How about a deal? I'll take you to find that cultivator, and after we get the plant monster, you'll let us go, how about that?"

Hearing this, Black Wind Old Monster smiled arrogantly, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay."

"I agree to your request."

Han Mo took a deep breath, calmed himself down, looked at Black Wind Old Monster with a firm gaze and said:

"In that case, please give me some time. I need to use magic to search for the whereabouts of the plant spirit."

The Black Wind Monster snorted coldly and waved his hand: "Give him some time, but don't try to play tricks, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

Han Mo nodded, closed his eyes, began to circulate his spiritual energy, and made hand gestures.

His fingers moved quickly in the air, outlining a complex rune formation.

As the spell was chanted, the rune formation gradually emitted a faint light, and beads of sweat oozed out of Han Mo's forehead. (End of this chapter)