Retrograde fairy way

"Don't look, I'll take you to see Senior Sister Wen!"

Yun Lingyue stopped snickering, pulled Wang Mo's sleeves, and walked towards the main hall of Luan Xuefeng.

"Then what happened to Xuexiu?"

Wang Mo raised his brows slightly, and asked full of doubts.

Along the way, even though he didn't intentionally divert his spiritual sense to observe, but with his keen eyes and ears, he naturally heard many speeches, and this 'Xuexiu meeting' was the most talked about speech among these female disciples.

"You'll know when it arrives!"

Yun Lingyue smiled without saying a word, and soon brought Wang Mo outside the main hall.

Looking around, I saw hundreds of pretty female cultivators, some nervous and excited, some cold and gorgeous, they can be described as stunning in the world, everything that one expects to find.

"quiet!"

Suddenly, just as the two arrived and were observing, a rather majestic old female voice came from the hall, immediately silenced everyone.

"Let's go!"

Yun Lingyue pushed Wang Mo towards the crowd, attracting countless gazes.

Rao is Wang Mo's self-confidence, so many people, especially female cultivators who seem to be young, can't help but feel uncomfortable.

When he was feeling unwell, he faintly sensed that something was wrong and when he turned around, he found that Yun Lingyue had disappeared.

Standing among a group of female cultivators, Wang Mo looked left and right, not looking at the beauty, but thinking about how to escape. Now he understands that he has been fooled by Yun Lingyue.

"Ahem, this junior brother is also here to attend the Xuexiu meeting, please take a seat, I don't know which peak to sit down?"

In the innermost part of the hall, an old woman with white hair but a red face coughed lightly to stop the whispered discussions in the hall.

On both sides of him, dozens of male cultivators of different shapes have already been seated.

"Uh...I'm not a disciple of your sect, I'm here to find someone!"

Wang Mo scratched his head, feeling uncomfortable all over.

"Not from my Xuanling Sect?"

The old woman's complexion was slightly gloomy, but then she smiled, "Hehe, it must be a guest of our sect, why don't you come up to one, after the Xuexiu meeting is over, I will find someone with you!"

It is not a fool to be the master of a peak, so he naturally understands that if he passes through the formations of the peaks to come here without hindrance, he must be led by someone from the Xuanling Sect, or a high-level token will be with him.

Since he is a guest of Xuanlingzong, there is no need to be hostile.

"This......"

Wang Mo frowned, and was about to refuse, his eyes suddenly focused, he looked at a purple and green figure among the women, and slightly cupped his hands at the old woman, "Don't bother fellow Taoist, the person I'm looking for has been found!"

"Oh?"

The old woman raised her white eyebrows, followed her gaze, and when she saw the woman clearly, she couldn't help frowning.

At this time, the woman also looked at Wang Mo with surprise on her face, moved her lotus steps lightly, passed through the women, and greeted Wang Mo.

"I've bothered you so much, please forgive me for the offense, and leave!"

Wang Mo nodded to the woman, bowed his hands to everyone in the first place of the main hall, and then dragged her away.

"Hmph, stop!"

Suddenly, most of the monks in the first place changed their colors, stood up suddenly, and breath gushed out, making all the girls in the hall change their faces, their complexions turned pale, and they kept screaming coquettishly.

This time at the 'Xuexiu Society', most of these disciples of Huashen were aiming at this woman, how could they be taken away by this unknown person in front of them.

"What's the matter, friend Daoist?"

Wang Mo cast a reassuring look at the woman, and then turned around again.

"What's the matter? You, an unknown person, trespassed on Luan Xuefeng and wanted to take away Luan Xuefeng's disciples. Do you think my Xuanling Sect is an easy place?"

One of them said coldly.

The people around all nodded coldly, looking at Wang Mo rather unkindly.

"You haven't come out yet?"

Wang Mo took a deep breath and said something thoughtless, which made everyone stunned.

Didn't he know that he was cursing secretly in his heart, and he knew that Yun Lingyue would cause trouble for him, and even more knowing that even if she was called out, she would not show up, and she wanted to cheat him here clearly.

Judging from the situation, Lao Shizi's 'Xuexiu Club' was clearly set up by these Huashen disciples, who were choosing a double cultivation partner or even a concubine for themselves.

"Pretending to be a ghost, brothers and sisters, take this person down and let the law enforcement team search for his soul to see where he came from!"

The man waited for a while but there was no reply, his expression turned cold immediately, as if he had been ridiculed.

"Not bad!"

Everyone nodded and surrounded them in a flash. The surrounding female cultivators dispersed one after another. They were all Nascent Soul cultivators. How could they withstand the coercion of these Huashen disciples?

"How to do?"

The woman's face was slightly pale, and her arms unconsciously grabbed Wang Mo's sleeves, as if this was the only way to give her a sense of security.

"Lingxue, are you still here?"

The majestic old woman frowned slightly and shouted.

"May the peak master and all the senior uncles be kind, this is the elder brother of the disciple, he doesn't know Luan Xuefeng's rules..."

This woman is none other than Murong Qing who went to the world with Wang Mo back then, and later reincarnated under the pseudonym Lang Lingxue, but she was interrupted by Wang Mo's loud shout before she could finish her sentence.

"enough!"

Wang Mo looked around coldly. He really didn't want to play hide-and-seek with Yun Lingyue, a girl who seemed to have a childlike innocence. Slowly raised his right hand, stretched out his little finger, and a dark red bloody flame flashed, immediately a gloomy The cold and evil spirit permeated the air.

As soon as the blood flame appeared, the female cultivators around gasped and folded their arms involuntarily to keep warm, with fear in their eyes.

Those Huashen disciples who gathered around also showed a touch of shock, and slowed down.

"Demon Dao Spirit Fire? Who are you, and how did you break into my Xuanling Sect?"

This time, the old woman couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up suddenly, and looked at Wang Mo with a serious face.

"Ahem, Senior Sister Wen, he is my guest!"

Just when the two sides were at war, a crisp dry cough came from among the girls, and Yun Lingyue walked up to him with an embarrassed expression on her face.

"Junior Sister Lingyue?"

Not only the old woman was slightly stunned, but all the Huashen disciples were also beaming with joy, even a little fiery, and they couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Humph!"

Wang Mo withdrew the blood flame angrily, of course he would not sacrifice the bloody clothes in a fit of anger, and wipe out Luan Xuefeng and all the disciples of the Xuanling Sect, just to let Yun Lingyue, who was hiding in it and watching the show, see clearly determination.

There must be a limit to joking, otherwise he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson, even if this is the Xuanling Sect, he doesn't want to be manipulated like this.

"Heartless guy, just kidding, are you using the kid to scare people?"

Yun Lingyue glared at him angrily, not realizing that there was something wrong with throwing Wang Mo alone into the group of women before.

After finishing speaking, he walked to the front quickly, looked at Lang Lingxue who was a little confused, and said with a smile: "Come on, call Master Uncle, I will cover you in Xuanlingzong from now on, no one dares to bully you !"

As if showing off, he turned around and swept across the crowd, and those who were caught by his gaze dodged away one after another.

"Ignore her!"

The corner of Wang Mo's mouth twitched, knowing that Yun Lingyue was a master who didn't suffer any disadvantages, so he changed his ways to take advantage, and pulled Lang Lingxue who was about to speak, and went to the hall.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Yun Lingyue didn't care to say hello to the old woman who came close, so she chased after her.

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and most of the 'Sulsoo Club', which was originally full of interest, also dispersed because of this.

Those Huashen disciples were even a little discouraged, but facing Yun Lingyue, who was known as the "Little Witch", they didn't have the guts to catch up, so they had to finish the job hastily.

......

"Unexpectedly, you have experienced so much in these years!"

In a deep valley outside Luan Xuefeng, Murong Qing had a look of emotion on his face.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that in just a hundred years, you have already recovered your soul after conceiving a baby!"

Wang Mo shook his head slightly, thinking about the events of the year, Murong Qing resolutely dissipated the Nascent Soul, wiped out his own breath to avoid disaster, reincarnated and reborn, the soul could not be revived, and only when he was conceived could he regain his memory.

Originally, he thought that it would take two Jiazi to achieve it, but he didn't think that it would be done in just a hundred years.

"There are countless treasures of heaven and earth in the spiritual domain, and the practice of Xuan Lingzong is much richer than that of Tianfeng Continent, so it is easy!"

Murong Qing looked into the distance, and his thoughts also returned to that year.

Not far from the two, Yun Lingyue grumbled angrily, constantly ravaging the vegetation around her, but the slightest sound couldn't penetrate, obviously blocked by restrictions.

"Return to the original owner!"

Wang Mo took out two simple conductors, one green and one silver, from his bosom, and handed them to Murong Qing.

"Brother Wang, what are you?"

Murong Qing was slightly startled, she certainly recognized that the cyan ring belonged to her, and the silver conductor was the family treasure that she gave away in a deal with Wang Mo back then - Naling Ring.

"Keep it, with the method of your family's blood, you should be able to sacrifice it into your body!"

Wang Mo didn't explain too much. With the Zhenyuan Pagoda, there is no need for the Naling Ring.

"This......"

Murong Qing bit her red lips tightly, a little at a loss.

"Don't worry, the agreement back then will not change!"

Knowing that she had scruples, Wang Mo explained again.

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

Hearing this, Murong Qing treasured the Naling ring in his bosom and kept it close to his bosom, thinking that Wang Mo was still by his side, his pretty face couldn't help but blush.

Fortunately, he can be regarded as a man of two lives, so he restrained his thoughts in an instant, bit his fingertips lightly, forced out a drop of blood, and refined the cyan commander sacrifice that originally belonged to him.

"Brother Wang, this is?"

Murong Qing, who was familiar with it easily and grasped it easily in a short time, was immediately shocked by the things inside.

"The Zihua golden lotus matured 30 years ago, and left you with three Zihua lotus seeds. The other treasures of the elixir should be enough to save you some time and enter the realm of transformation!"

Wang Mo waved his hand slightly, nodded, and there was also a Nirvana Spirit Fruit, which was obtained in the Nirvana Barren Ridge that year.

"Thank you, Brother Wang!"

Murong Qing didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only bow down and bow.

"It doesn't have to be!"

Hurry up to support him, Wang Mo doesn't want to accept the gift from his old friend.

"Any plans?"

The two were silent for a long time, Murong Qing started the conversation again, with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Yun Changkong, the suzerain of the Xuanling Sect, is estimated to be preparing to break through the Spirit Void Realm in ten years. I will stay here during this period, but not for too long. I will go to Zhongzhou!"

Wang Mo looked up at the sky, his eyes flickering coldly.

"Is it Zhongzhou?"

Murong Qing, who knew something about Mu Yun Lingyu, naturally knew what kind of territory Zhongzhou was.

From here to Zhongzhou, even if there is a teleportation array, it will inevitably take many years to get there. What's more, the teleportation array here is many times more expensive than the Tianfeng Continent, and it is definitely not something a cultivator of Huashen can afford.

But looking at the expression on Wang Mo's face, he already knew that even if he persuaded him, it would be of no avail.