Retrograde fairy way

"Oh, is that so?"

Hearing this, Wang Mo nodded, and with a flip of his wrist, a pile of spiritual stones full of spiritual energy appeared on the ground. A look of reluctance flashed in his eyes and said: "Sorry, I'm just here for the first time, and there are really no extra spiritual stones!"

"Hehe, this is nothing, just say what you mean!"

Liu Zhicheng's expression remained unchanged, he motioned to Lu Zixing to put away the spirit stone, and then said again: "Since fellow Taoist is new here, why don't you join me in Luoping Mountain Tour Wind Gate?"

"I'm sorry, I'm used to being wild and can't be restrained. If there's nothing wrong, I'll leave now!"

This place is different from what I know, and I don't want to stay for a long time, so Wang Mo immediately clasped his fists and wanted to leave.

"Hmph, is Luoping Mountain the place where you come and go whenever you say you want?"

Regardless of Liu Zhicheng, Zhang Ming, who was not used to Wang Mo, couldn't bear it any longer. With a cold snort, he waved his hand suddenly, and with a yellow glow, he swung towards Wang Mo immediately.

"No..."

Sensing the movement around him, Liu Zhicheng immediately screamed that something was wrong, but it was too late to stop him, so he had to use his mana secretly to prevent things from changing suddenly.

puff!

There was no loud noise as imagined, only a teeth-piercing sound, but Wang Mo swung his fist, the bluish-gray force tearing through the void, colliding with the rays of light, it was infinitely canceling each other out without a trace.

"Come again..."

Zhang Ming's eyes flashed sternly. Even though he was about to sacrifice the treasure, he felt a tightness on his shoulders. Looking back, he saw Liu Zhicheng pressing his hand on his chest. On the shoulder, he suddenly said a little displeased: "Old Liu, how can you help this kid?"

"Don't worry!"

Liu Zhicheng shook his head slightly, without explaining too much, looked at Wang Mo and said, "Don't blame Fellow Daoist Liu, he's just short-tempered and doesn't mean anything malicious!"

"It's okay, I'll say goodbye!"

Not wanting to get entangled with the other party, Wang Mo slightly cupped his hands and proposed to leave again.

"Wait a minute!"

Liu Zhicheng took a deep breath and spoke again. Seeing Wang Mo's puzzled look, he pondered for a while and said, "To tell you the truth, Fellow Daoist Liu, if you don't join my Youfengmen, I really can't let you go!"

"Why? Do you still want to forcefully stay here?"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, then raised it, showing displeasure.

If it weren't for not understanding the situation here, I really don't want to stay here for more.

"Even if I let you go, you won't be able to get out of the [-]-mile Luoping Mountain. This is the territory of my Yufengmen, and this spirit washing pool is in the territory of my Yufengmen. So, you understand ?”

Without excessive pressure, Liu Zhicheng's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly.

"What do you mean to say, all the monks who come out of the spirit washing pool must be under your Youfeng sect?"

Wang Mo's complexion darkened slightly, and he said in an ugly way.

He got the spatial node of this Spirit Washing Pool from Murong Qing, so that he didn't want to ascend to the spiritual domain with Ye Chongyang, Feng Wuyou and others.

You must know that there are too many grievances between the two parties, and there are too many secrets in him, which seem to have a lot to do with each other.

A little bit of revealing may make him irreparable, so he had to choose to break into Muyun's spiritual realm alone.

The reason why Murong Qing knew this place was because a strong member of her Murong family accidentally discovered a hidden spirit washing pool when she traveled from the Heavenly Demon Realm to the Muyun Spiritual Realm countless years ago.

As far as she knows, the location of this spirit washing pool is this place called Luoping Mountain, but this place is quite hidden, and Luoping Mountain is really a barren place in the vast and boundless Muyun spiritual domain , usually no one will come to occupy this place.

But now, someone has apparently discovered this place and established a sect here.

Regardless of Wang Mo's strength, but seeing that the three monks guarding this place all have cultivation bases above the middle stage of transforming gods, it can be seen that the strength of this Youfengmen is beyond what he can resist.

"Hehe, it's best to join our Yufengmen, but if you don't join, you can only leave after entering our Yufengmen mine and mining for thousands of years!"

Liu Zhicheng smiled lightly, shook his head slightly and explained.

"what?"

Hearing this, even though Wang Mo had good concentration, his expression changed, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.

Mining for a thousand years?

Such conditions are tantamount to cutting off the development path of a monk who came from the lower realm.

You must know that cultivators who transform themselves into gods only have a lifespan of 5000 years, and even most of them are not short of this, because they will inevitably experience a lot of death fights on the way of growth.

During these fights, Shouyuan will inevitably be damaged for various reasons.

For the monks, longevity and long-term vision are their lifelong pursuit. They have gone through untold hardships and broke into the upper realm in order to seek more treasures, more advanced skills, and more longevity.

If it is mining for a thousand years, it must be subject to various restrictions. How can those monks who have suffered so much to accept it?

"Naturally, it is necessary to mine for thousands of years, otherwise, don't you want to use the spirit washing pool of my sect for nothing?"

Lu Zixing, who hadn't spoken much all this time, said with a slightly gloomy expression.

"Xinglingchi is the rule of heaven and earth, a self-generated treasure, does it belong to your sect?"

Wang Mo's complexion was ugly, and he had the intention of breaking out faintly.

From Murong Qing's knowledge, the origin of this spirit washing pool, and also know that wherever the spirit washing pool is located, there are various forces guarding it, in order to absorb these monks from the lower world.

However, it has never been heard that there are forces that would allow these monks from the lower realms to mine mines, so Wang Mo guessed that there must be some secrets in it.

"Hmph, the Spirit Washing Pond belongs to my Yufengmen, and I, Youfengmen, have the final say. If you don't want to, I will take you down later, and then I can't help you!"

Zhang Ming had fought against Wang Mo before, but Zhang Ming couldn't help but snorted coldly at this moment.

Hearing this, Wang Mo's complexion changed for a while, as if he was a little uncertain.

"Fellow Daoist, don't be in a hurry, just listen to the next sentence!"

Liu Zhicheng looked at Wang Mo with sincerity in his eyes, and said lightly: "If a fellow daoist joins us in Youfengmen, there will be a share of resources for him, saving you the trouble of running around.

Since fellow daoists know about Spirit Washing Pond, they should also know something about Lingyu. You must know that Muyun Lingyu is not the holy place for cultivation as you imagined, and it also has many dangers.

That's all the old man said, if the fellow daoists still don't want to join our tour, you can only let the fellow daoists enter the mine and mine for thousands of years, and then you can let the fellow daoists leave!

Fellow Daoists can cultivate to the current level, so they must be able to make the correct judgment! "

"This......"

The look in Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he was wandering. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Are there any restrictions on joining the noble family? Please explain it to fellow daoists!"

In fact, in his heart, he already had a plan.

What the other party said clearly meant to tell him the benefits of joining Youfengmen, but secretly he was hiding his tricks. To put it bluntly, he was not allowed to leave no matter what.

The reason why the other party can do this, besides hiding the spirit pool, is probably another important reason, which is the matter of mining in his mouth.

From what Murong Qing learned, when the strong man in his family passed by this place, he not only discovered this hidden Xilingchi, but also discovered a hidden underground path not far from Xilingchi. Extremely rich spirit stone veins.

It's just that the strong man had something to leave in a hurry, and he just made a record and returned to the family.

And the difficulty of crossing the barriers of the spiritual domain is many times more difficult than entering the heavenly spiritual domain from the Yuan domain of the lower realm. The Murong family will not go to war for such a spiritual washing pool in the outer domain.

"Hehe, that's naturally the case. Joining Youfengmen must have a blood contract, and after mining for thousands of years, there will also be a blood contract!"

Liu Zhicheng smiled lightly.

Although the words were extremely plain, there was an inexplicable chill in them. Obviously, no matter which choice you make, there will be a restrictive contract, and the content of it will only be clear when you see it.

"Don't think about it too much, Fellow Daoist Liu joins me in Youfengmen, we are brothers, in the future, maybe I will have to rely on brother Liu!"

The corners of Lu Zixing's mouth were slightly raised, and he said with a rather familiar look, he had already changed his title during his words, as if he had decided that Wang Mo would choose to join Youfengmen.

"This......"

Wang Mo still showed hesitation on his face, but he had made up his mind in his heart, he just wanted to present himself more like a newcomer to the spiritual realm.

"What about this and that, join me in Youfengmen, and you will understand the benefits!"

Zhang Ming said impatiently.

"Okay, since that's the case... I would like to mine for a thousand years!"

Amidst the slightly relaxed faces of several people, Wang Mo hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth.

"what"

Hearing these words, the faces of the three of them changed immediately, and they were a little disbelieving.

"Liu Daoyou, you have to think clearly, mining for a thousand years is enough to ruin your future path of cultivation, don't ruin your future just because of a moment of enthusiasm!"

Liu Zhicheng said anxiously, in his opinion, Wang Mo made an extremely stupid decision.

"Thank you Daoyou Liu for your kindness, but I'm really used to it, I can't be restrained!"

Wang Mo smiled wryly, as if accepting this helpless decision.

"Old Liu, forget it. Since Fellow Daoist Liu has made a decision, I'll send him to the mine first. Presumably, after staying in the mine for a long time, he will change his mind!"

Seeing that Liu Zhicheng wanted to persuade him, Lu Zixing winked at him cryptically and said calmly.

"Forget it, since Fellow Daoist Liu has made up his mind, if he changes his mind in the future, he can also talk to the mine deacon. However, at that time, he won't be able to directly agree to it now, and the treatment he enjoys will be higher!"

Liu Zhicheng didn't seem to give up, and his words were mostly seductive.

But Wang Mo seemed to be determined after eating the weight, but he just shook his head again and again, saying that he couldn't bear the constraints.

The three of them had no choice but to look at each other, and took the lead in driving the escape light into the sky, rushing away towards an inconspicuous mountain range here.

For Wang Mo, they didn't seem to worry at all, and he would take advantage of this to escape.

And Wang Mo also understands that he is in the opponent's sect's power, but he can tell that this place is the hinterland of the sect if he can't see the buildings rising one after another not far away. It would be a joke if he was allowed to break in as an outsider.

Therefore, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and obediently followed the three of them to the mine as if he was dying.

As the four of them left, as early as when the four of them were talking, a large milky white thick fog had risen again from the Xilingchi, which had dispersed the mist, as if it had never changed.