Retrograde fairy way

When Wang Mo returned to the cave and saw that beautiful figure, he couldn't help feeling a headache.

But he had to force a smile, and quickly stepped forward and said softly: "Junior Sister Lanying, why are you here!"

"Huh!" Zhu Lanying pouted her small mouth, and turned her head away pretending to be slightly angry.

"Hehe, I'm being petty again!" Wang Mo coaxed softly with a slight smile.

"What did Brother Lu say last time? Why haven't you come to see Lan Ying for half a year?" Xu thought it was all right, Zhu Lanying turned around and asked.

"Hey, Junior Sister Lanying misunderstood being a brother, and she was delayed when she returned that day because she was in a hurry to heal her injuries!" Seeing her warm eyes, Wang Mo sighed secretly, and could only continue to fabricate lies.

"Ah!" Zhu Lanying exclaimed immediately, grabbed Wang Mo's arm, looked up and down, and said anxiously: "Where is the injury, where is the injury? Why didn't you tell me, I am trying to get better with my father." Dan go!"

"Lan Ying!" Wang Mo pulled her back, looked at her and said with a straight face: "You have to know, Master is in an important period of retreat, how can you bother him for such a trivial matter? Besides, I'm almost recovered, The purpose of going out this time is to look up the healing secrets!"

"This...but..." Hearing this, Zhu Lanying couldn't help being taken aback, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, okay, Lan Ying, we should all cultivate hard, and strive to enter the high rank as soon as possible, so that we can stay together forever!" Wang Mo supported her fragrant shoulders, looked at her seriously, and paused every word.

"Hmm!" Poor Zhu Lanying, a woman caught in a love fantasy, could only nod her head ignorantly, and slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing this familiar scene, Wang Mo immediately opened the restriction with one hand. Before Zhu Lanying could react, he swayed and jumped in.

And quickly closed the restriction, as if there were some terrible monsters outside.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Lanying, who didn't wait, opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the restriction that was closed again. She couldn't help stomping her feet bitterly, then turned and left, but when she turned around, a trace of doubt flashed across her eyes.

After the prohibition, Wang Mo shook his head slightly and sighed, then walked to the secret room. This time he accidentally got the Thunderbolt Hand, but he wanted to practice a lot.

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A year later, a violent shaking was suddenly restrained, waking up Wang Mo who was in seclusion.

Frowning, he quickly made a tactic with both hands, shot out a series of true energy, and saw a light curtain flashing in front of him, inside which hundreds of sound-transmitting jade charms flashing with different colors and brilliance flowed back and forth.

With a flash of Wang Mo's eyes, the real energy on his body swelled to shake off the dust, and he got up and walked out.

When he came to the entrance of the cave, he waved his hand and took one of the jade talismans that fluctuated most violently into his hand, put it on his forehead, and began to investigate.

"The summoning order of the peak master? Could it be that Zhu Huoyun has left the customs?" Wang Mo muttered to himself with a pensive expression on his head.

After a while, Wang Mo raised his head and looked at the hundred and ten rays of light in the restraint, among which blue was the most.

This is Zhu Lanying's sound transmission jade slips, but there are dozens of them. It can be seen that during these days, she can say that she has sent out several sound transmission jade slips every month.

He took out all the jade slips with one hand, and twisted them all with his hands. He knew the information inside very well, so naturally he didn't want to be troubled by it.

With a slight shake of his left hand, he put on the night devil's hidden clothes, and the brilliance of the headband flashed on his head, and his aura gradually faded, until he finally turned into a mortal.

With the night devil's hidden clothes and the headband of concentration, and his body is strong and concise, it is enough to hide the spiritual consciousness of the master of alchemy.

Even with the forbidden illusion created by the mysterious old man, Wang Mo has always been careful, and there is always nothing wrong with making adequate preparations.

After doing this, Wang Mo regained his composure and opened the restriction, heading towards the top of the mountain.

Watching the prohibition flash from time to time in the distance, and then the figures swayed, all of them were heading towards the top of the mountain.

Wang Mo couldn't help but wonder, the summoning order of the peak master is that the peak master will only appear when there is a major event in the sect.

As a lower-ranking existence among the seven peaks of the Qing Yuzong, Zhu Huoyun, the peak master, is not weak in cultivation. He has already entered the late stage of alchemy, and has been retreating all year round in order to enter the realm of Nascent Soul as soon as possible.

This time, the summoning order of the peak master was issued suddenly, but it did not know why.

"Haha, Seventh Senior Brother, I heard that you have retreated after you came back, but you are still thinking about it, little brother!"

Wang Mo ran towards the top of the mountain, when a rough voice came from behind him, he turned his head to look, and his eyes flashed.

I saw a slightly thin young man looking at him with a smile on his face. It was Lu Tianhong's eighth junior brother, Zhou Tianyue, who was in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

And Lu Tianhong is ranked seventh, and all of them are monks in the late stage of foundation establishment, and even fake alchemy. The big brother Gong Fanluo even retreated five years ago in order to break through to the early stage of alchemy.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Zhou! After returning from practice for my brother, I was injured a little bit, so I retreated to heal my injuries before I even had time to meet with my master!" Wang Mo nodded slightly, signaling to him.

"Even Senior Brother Seven will be injured, so it must be dangerous!" Zhou Tianyue couldn't help but look surprised when he heard that.

"Hehe, fortunately there is no serious problem!"

The two chatted like this while walking up the mountain.

On the way, I met many juniors, or disciples who had built a foundation and cultivated their bases. When they saw Wang Mo, they all smiled or showed respect, which shows that he is very popular.

After a few cups of tea, the party came to the main hall on the top of the mountain.

Seeing hundreds of foundation-building cultivators, three or five, gather together and communicate with each other, Wang Mo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the prosperity of the great sect of cultivating immortals.

"Senior Brother Seven is here!"

I don't know who yelled, and many monks immediately looked this way when they heard the words.

When they saw Wang Mo and his party coming, dozens of people surrounded him with a whimper.

"Hello Seventh Brother!"

"Senior Brother Seven..."

For a while, everyone greeted each other in a hurry, and came one after another.

There were also quite a few female disciples who stared at him with bright eyes, but out of girls' reserve, they did not surround him.

Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, although he felt overwhelmed with emotion, Wang Mo had no choice but to smile and greet everyone one by one: "Hi, fellow apprentices!"

That gentle and elegant appearance immediately attracted the attention of all the female cultivators, while the male cultivators felt ashamed of their appearance and sighed inwardly.

But where there are people, there are fights. Naturally, cliques are indispensable. Hundreds of Foundation Establishment cultivators formed five or six small groups, each talking about something.

"Seventh Junior Brother goes out once for five years, so he is at ease!" A middle-aged man walked up and nodded to Wang Mo.

When the rest of the monks saw the middle-aged man, they immediately bowed and said: "I have seen the fourth brother!"

"Hello fourth senior brother, my little brother just encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, how can he be considered at ease!" Seeing the person coming, Wang Mo hurriedly bowed, mocking himself a little.

"Hehe, the seventh senior brother is still...!" The fourth senior brother was about to speak, but they suddenly stopped talking.

Wang Mo's eyes were fixed, and he suddenly felt a coercion in the hall, which made all the disciples calm down and looked up.

Wang Mo couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, if he continued to talk, it would be hard to avoid showing his feet in front of so many people.

Looking up, he saw a tall middle-aged man with a concise aura, and he could vaguely see the faintly colored clothes around him.

It was the peak master Zhu Huoyun's great disciple, Gong Fanluo, who had stepped into the early stage of alchemy.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

Seeing people coming, regardless of everyone in the hall, they all bow slightly and salute, this is the privilege of being a big brother.

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"En! Junior brothers, please stand up!" Gong Fanluo looked around the crowd with a majestic look, and his majestic voice resounded through the hall.

"Thank you big brother!"

"Thank you big brother!"

Everyone thanked them, and then turned to talking on their own, but they didn't notice the change in him.

"I'm waiting to congratulate senior brother on stepping into alchemy and enjoying the status of master!" A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance carefully looked at the colorful clothes on Gong Fanluo's body for a few times, and immediately stepped forward and bowed.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall was startled, and hurried to investigate, and when they found that Zhu Huoyun was no longer a foundation builder, but a master of alchemy, he immediately bowed down and made a big salute: "Congratulations, senior brother!" Congratulations to Uncle Gong for being a master!"

"Hehe, I'm happy with you. Brothers and nephews please, as long as you practice diligently, you will be able to step into this realm one day!" Gong Fanluo's expression of enjoyment was fleeting, and then he said with a straight face.

"Thank you big brother!"

"Thank you, Uncle Gong!"

For a while, except for those present among the twelve disciples personally handed down by Zhu Huoyun, everyone else changed the subject and changed it to Uncle Gong.

Zhu Huoyun took 12 disciples in his life, except for them, all the foundation-establishing disciples who cultivated in Huoyunfeng were called Master Uncles.

This is the gap brought about by the advancement of cultivation.

Many disciples had expressions of emotion on their faces, but in just five years, Gong Fanluo had stepped into alchemy, and his status has been completely different from theirs ever since.

"Eldest brother, I wonder why master and mistress didn't come?" asked a handsome young man at the front of the crowd.

"Hehe, master and mistress are at a critical moment in closed-door training, so all matters should be handled by the sect, and the third junior brother will step down, and I will explain the mission of the sect clearly before I become a brother!" Gong Fanluo smiled slightly and explained to him.

When everyone heard the words, there was a buzz of discussion immediately.

As we all know, the major events of the sect are usually communicated by the main peak Qingyu Peak to the other peaks, and then the peak master summons all the disciples to announce the matter.

But now, the peak master Zhu Huoyun did not show up, but handed over the matter to Gong Fanluo, obviously intending to make him the next peak master.

But thinking about his cultivation, everyone knew for a while, after all, Zhu Huoyun was the only one of the twelve disciples who broke through to the realm of alchemy.

The other 11 people, apart from the ordinary-looking second senior brother Zhang Shuoyun, the handsome third senior brother Liu Wuzhou who was inquired before is in the realm of fake alchemy, and the up-and-coming seventh senior brother Lu Tianhong is only in the late stage of foundation establishment.

When everyone was buzzing and chatting in his ears, Wang Mo couldn't help but blink his eyes, but immediately lowered his head.

Unexpectedly, it was Gong Fanluo who appeared, but this made him prepare for nothing, but it also made him breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he didn't know whether Zhu Huoyun would use his divine sense to probe him on a whim.

"Quiet!" Gong Fanluo frowned when he saw the noise of the crowd, and said softly.

Everyone felt a thunder in their ears, and then remembered that they were not facing the fake alchemy senior brother back then, but the real alchemy master uncle, and they didn't dare to talk to each other any more.

He looked like he was afraid of offending Gong Fanluo.