Retrograde fairy way

With the passage of time, Tianfeng Continent has spent 30 years of peace. Of course, this is just an appearance.

In the dark, the fights are still going on, and all kinds of battles emerge in endlessly. These things have never been reduced at any time.

In the surging undercurrent, all kinds of heart-shattering messages came out from time to time, and along with the Northwest Demon Territory, the gradually thinning resentment surged to the surface.

What they are doing is nothing more than the resources and interests that all parties can occupy after the restoration of the Heavenly Demon Realm in the future.

Although the Northwest Demon Territory is already barren, it can exist for countless years, and there are so many great sects, so it is naturally special and rich in resources.

These places are exactly the targets of various forces, especially the rising power of the Loose Cultivator Alliance in the War Against Demons.

Not only did they send countless monks to the Demon Realm to gather resentment, but they also had the faint intention of competing with other top forces.

Especially in recent years, it has been reported in the Loose Cultivator Alliance that its leader, Jiang Fengqun, has been in seclusion for many years, trying to break through his own shackles and achieve the state of transformation of gods that all cultivators yearn for.

Even though decades ago, when it was rumored that this person got married, he was suddenly raised by an army, and he was known as the number one saint under the God of Transformation in the cultivation world. Now Wang Mo, who is already a monk of the God of Transformation, forcibly snatched away the bride-to-be. ', making its prestige greatly reduced.

But no one has ever doubted the majesty of Jiang Fengqun in the cultivation world, especially among casual cultivators, not to mention that their identities are no longer a secret.

There is a father who is extremely mysterious in the cultivation world and seldom shows up, at least in the middle stage of transformation. How can such a backer be easily knocked down by others?

And at this moment in Tianlang City, in the secret room inside the capital, there were three people sitting cross-legged, their expressions extremely serious.

If Wang Mo were here, he would definitely recognize that these three people were Jiang Haitao, father and son, and Huo Mingge.

"Qun'er, is everything ready?"

At this time, Jiang Haitao had recovered the illusory color on his face, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"Report to father, the child is ready!"

At this time, Jiang Fengqun was just like his father, with an illusory look on his face, and a faint sense of coercion flashed in his body, as if his cultivation base had just broken through.

"That's good!"

Jiang Haitao nodded solemnly, turned to look at Huo Mingge and said, "Brother Huo, are you ready?"

"Brother Jiang, don't worry, you and I join forces on this trip, even if that old bastard Gui Xuancang has murderous intentions, as long as you and I don't separate, we can get away with it!"

On Huo Mingge's bright forehead, the hideous scar wrinkled, and he vowed.

"Don't be careless, Gui Xuancang is a top-ranking monster of the fifth rank, and his cultivation is definitely above that of the ordinary God of Transformation. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he must not go head-to-head with him. It's the old monster who makes others headaches!"

Jiang Haitao instructed earnestly.

"Indeed!"

Hearing what he said, Huo Mingge nodded, and then glanced at Jiang Fengqun with some appreciation, his eyes flashed brightly and said: "Unexpectedly, after decades of absence, Fengqun has also broken through to the realm of transforming gods, if your cultivation base is not stable, This trip is a big help!"

"Thank you uncle for your praise, Fengqun is just a fluke!"

Jiang Fengqun hastily leaned over slightly, with a respectful look on his face.

"This time, with the help of Feng Wuyou and Ye Chongyang, Qun'er was able to break through smoothly. Otherwise, we will have to wait at least another hundred years!"

Jiang Haitao shook his head slightly, and said with some emotion.

"What? The two of them are willing to give up treasures to help the peak group break through?"

Huo Mingge frowned, and said in surprise.

"Hey, do you really think they are so kind?"

Jiang Haitao sneered coldly, and said lightly: "If Wang Mo hadn't been born and made the two of them feel threatened, how could they waste their treasures to help the group?"

"I understand Ye Chongyang's worry. It's nothing more than fear that after I leave this world, Wang Mo will find trouble in Yunxiao Pavilion, but Feng Wuyou is really incomprehensible!"

Huo Mingge said with a puzzled look on his face.

"I don't quite understand either. I thought that this person had something to do with Zhuge Chaohua, and he must have wanted to obtain some treasure from Wang Mo. But now, I suspect that Feng Wuxia's fall was quite strange. Wang Mo He has a deep personal relationship with Tianfeng Xuangong, and he is a Great Elder with a foreign surname, so maybe there is a reason for this!"

Jiang Haitao shook his head and said in a puzzled way.

"I remembered what you said. Originally, Old Gui and Feng Wuyou had a good personal relationship, but since Feng Wuxia's fall, it has changed drastically. It may really be the case!"

Huo Mingge nodded, his eyes were clear.

"Hmph, Feng Wuyou is extremely vicious, and he is the most ruthless person. To achieve his goals, he will do whatever it takes. Even if he kills his sister, it is possible. No matter what, this person is also your enemy, but this trip is not allowed. Make it easy to be an enemy, and when necessary, join hands with him to kill Wang Mo in Tianyuan Palace!"

Jiang Haitao snorted coldly and said lightly.

"Hey, don't worry, even if he has great abilities, he has to be protected by the old man Xuan Cang, and he will not die in Tianyuan Palace. As long as he dares to use those resentful spirits, it is guaranteed that he will die without a place to die!"

Hearing his words, Huo Mingge smiled sinisterly and said strangely.

"Indeed, haha!"

Jiang Haitao looked up and laughed, looking extremely proud.

And Jiang Fengqun, who had been silent for a while, also let out a piercing smile, as if venting his hatred.

......

At the same time, in the depths of Tianfeng Xuan Palace, in a cave, Wang Mo was sitting cross-legged, and in front of him stood five light blades of different colors that exuded bursts of sharpness.

As the spells in Wang Mo's hands continued to change, the five light blades slowly solidified, and then bursts of clanging sounded, like the sound of swords singing like dragons.

In the surrounding void, there was also a faint sneering sound, as if there were invisible sharp blades cutting the space.

Suddenly, Wang Mo opened his eyes, which were originally closed, and two rays of light flashed, and he spit out a ball of five-color brilliance from his mouth, and then directly sank into the five light blades.

hum!

As soon as the five-color halo touched the light blade, the two seemed to be clashing, and they suddenly fought, sending out a sharp and piercing tremor.

Seeing this situation, the corners of Wang Mo's mouth turned up slightly, as if he was not worried at all, the art of his hands suddenly changed, and the green-gold true energy flashed and joined the battle.

As time goes by little by little.The three groups of brilliance were all fused together in one place, and finally formed five finger-sized, crystal clear swords.

Although the sword is small, the aura emanating from it is faintly mysterious, it is definitely the aura of Xuanbao.

"Haha, it's finally done!"

Looking at the five small swords, Wang Mo's face glowed with joy, he opened his mouth and bit the tip of his tongue without hesitation, and spit out a cloud of golden blood with traces of gold in it.

With a wave of his arm, the blood rolled into five drops, which fell directly into the five small swords.

As the blood submerged into it, when Weng Ran trembled, a unique aura belonging to Wang Mo floated out, making bursts of clanking.

For the five low-grade five-element swords of Xuanbao, Wang Mo did not know how much energy he spent.

If it weren't for the special body training method he cultivated, with his current cultivation base, it would not be enough to refine a treasure of the first level of Xuanbao, let alone five handles.

He faintly stretched out his right hand, stretched his five fingers bluffly, and thought for a while, without even using any formulas, he saw the five jade swords, trembled and sank into his five fingers and disappeared.

As for Wang Mo, he just felt a slight heat on the tip of his five fingers, but in his consciousness, he clearly sensed the existence of the Five Elements Sword.

"It's time to leave!"

Turning his head and sweeping the golden hourglass next to him, Wang Mo counted the time, nodded slightly, then stood up, and then left the cave in a flash.

This retreat for nearly 20 years can be said to be very rewarding. Not only did I always hope that the sword formation I made would be successful, but I also achieved my wish to break through to Nascent Soul Dzogchen.

Although it seems that there is only one step away from Huashen, this one step away has stumped many arrogances throughout the ages.

What's more, Wang Mo himself doesn't want to use foreign objects to break through, so his road to becoming a god will inevitably be more difficult.

......

"Junior brother really doesn't need me to go?"

In the main hall deep in the Xuan Palace, Feng Yanhua looked at Wang Mo, handed a phoenix in the shape of wishful thinking to Feng Qingyue, and said with a worried expression.

"Yeah, with senior brothers and sisters going with you, this trip will be much easier for you!"

Feng Qingyue gently caressed Feng Ruyi, who was glowing with a faint red-golden brilliance, and said with concern.

In the main hall, Yang Shan'er and Han Yan were also at the side, and Murong Qing, who was wearing a white gauze to cover her face, stood impressively aside. I don't know what method Wang Mo used to make Feng Yanhua and Feng Yuhua, Let this demon female cultivator enter the important place of Tianfeng Xuan Palace.

"Brother, are you ready?"

After the Tianlang City incident that year, Feng Yuhua seemed to have transformed, she became more stable, and she exuded an indescribable aura. Looking at Wang Mo at this time, she frowned slightly.

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Wang Mo slightly waved his hand, looked at Murong Qing with a calm smile, nodded and said, "Although I have been retreating in the Xuan Palace for so many years, Fairy Murong has helped me a lot!"

"Hmph, consider this seat as free labor, right?"

Seeing everyone looking at him, Murong Qing snorted coldly, waved a beam of brilliance, and suddenly turned into a jade box, falling in front of Wang Mo.

"How could it be? Help each other, help each other!"

Hearing what he said, Wang Mo laughed aloud, seeing that everyone was quite curious, and opened the jade box casually.

When everyone looked around, they saw that in the jade box, there were three rows of jade talismans in different colors neatly and densely packed, exuding a hidden atmosphere.

"Fifth-order talisman?"

After seeing the talisman, Feng Yanhua and Feng Yuhua's expressions changed, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked at Wang Mo with a cry of surprise.

It would be fine if there was only one, or a few, but in the jade box, there were astonishingly thirty fifth-order jade talismans, and none of them were low-grade, all of them were above-middle-grade.

Even, there are four or five fifth-rank high-grade talisman seals.

Among these talismans, with their eyesight, although they don't know the names of the spells contained in them, they can see that they are all talismans of the trapped formation.

"Ha ha!"

Wang Mo touched the bridge of his nose, nodded, and put away all the talismans with a flick of his wrist.

"So that's the case, then my junior brother and I won't force it. With your strength, you are enough to face them. I hope you will go back sooner!"

Taking a deep breath, Feng Yanhua suppressed the shock in his heart, and instructed.

Seeing this, everyone knew that Wang Mo had made up his mind, so naturally they couldn't say anything more, so they had to let him do so.