Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1432
Nine Nether Springs, the eighth district.

A beautiful young girl walked slowly on the icy spring with bare feet, turning around from time to time.

Ripples spread from her feet, and the mist on them also lingered around her.

The whole picture is quite dreamlike.

And this girl is Mo Qianrong.

"Hehe..." Mo Qianrong looked very happy, and let out a coquettish laugh from time to time.

Not long after, she stopped, sighed faintly, and her face returned to calm.

Originally, she planned to practice here for a while, but suddenly remembered the strange vacancy on the stone tablet.

"Could it be that someone really broke into the ninth district?" She muttered to herself, her brows slightly frowned.

Although she seemed relaxed, she was actually constantly resisting the energy impact here.

Even she felt a lot of pressure, let alone the Ninth District.

Although she wasn't sure if someone had broken into the ninth district, her competitive spirit still made her want to try it.

So, just like Mo Xian, she came to the light curtain.

Those hideous grimaces on it really reappeared again, and screamed crazily, just like what Mo Xian had seen before.

"Hmph!" Mo Qianrong snorted coldly, but she was unmoved at all, and the sharp sword exuding a cold air suddenly came out of its sheath.

"Buzz!"

Amidst the sound of the sword's cry, a beam of hundreds of feet of sword light suddenly roared out, and then silently slashed on the light curtain.

There wasn't much momentum, but those grimaces disappeared in an instant.

"But that's it!" Mo Qianrong said lightly, and at the same time, she slashed out with the long sword in her hand.

In the ninth district, Mo Xian sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, and under him, there was a rather delicate futon.

After the energy flowed into the futon, it actually became a lot more refined, and then entered his body, making his cultivation more effective.

"boom!"

Accompanied by Mo Xian's cultivation, around the lotus platform, the Nine Nether Springs seemed to be boiling, and there were even several tens of meters high water columns rising into the sky, which was an unprecedented grand occasion.

Those Nine Nether Lotuses are quietly blooming, and they are obviously about to mature.

At a certain moment, Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure rushed out.

The feeling of strength all over his body made him feel so comfortable that he almost groaned, and couldn't help but let out a soft whistle: "Ah!"

This whistling sound echoed throughout the Ninth District, and lasted for a long time.

Under the influence of the violent fluctuations in Mo Xian's body, the Nine Nether Spring suddenly surged crazily.

The entire Ninth District was completely boiling at this time.

"Nine Star Martial King, it's done!" Mo Xian stabilized his figure, with a hint of ecstasy on his face.

And at this moment, the light curtains in the ninth and eighth districts suddenly vibrated crazily, apparently under extremely strong attack.

That kind of fluctuation made Mo Xian's complexion a little more serious.

"It's actually coming to attack here again!" Mo Xian muttered to himself for a while. Judging from the fluctuations, it might be a matter of time before the other party enters here.

It's not that he's arrogant. To be able to break into the ninth district, at least one must be someone who is extremely high in the initial list. Of course, the existence of those dark horses is not ruled out.

Surprisingly, not long after, the light curtain was torn apart, and a rather graceful beam burst into it immediately.

"Mo Qianrong!"

Seeing this person, Mo Xian suddenly flinched.

The person who came was Mo Qianrong.

I haven't seen her for many years, and she is even more beautiful than before.

He knew that Mo Qianrong had also come to the Wanyu War, and the two might meet sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Moreover, they met suddenly in such a situation where there was no one around.

The two of them were obviously not mentally prepared. After their eyes met, they both looked extremely unnatural. There was even a hint of panic in the depths of Mo Qianrong's eyes.

The atmosphere was very dull for a while, and neither of them seemed to know how to speak.

To be honest, they were not rivals, and they even had a close relationship.

But the occurrence of certain things has caused a big problem in the relationship between them.

It's okay if you don't meet, but once you meet, it will naturally be extremely embarrassing.

Mo Xian didn't have any hatred towards Mo Qianrong either, everyone has their own way to go, and Mo Qianrong just abandoned him for his own way.

He couldn't blame anything, let alone want to blame anything.

After all, in his original situation, it was really difficult for a woman to feel safe, especially a beautiful woman.

It's just that when he was young, he was whimsical and thought everything too simply, thinking that Mojia Village was the whole world.

Now he has experienced a lot and understood a lot. If some things don't happen, maybe he is still working with those farm tools every day.

Mo Qianrong looked at the face that was familiar in the past but now seemed a little strange, and her mind was in a mess.

Now Mo Xian is not the boy with the childish face back then, his eyes are much deeper, and there are some edges and corners and traces of weather on his face.

Although he is not very handsome and handsome, he is also very ugly.

After watching it for a long time, it seems that the whole person will fall into it.

Time seems to have no meaning at this time, and everything seems to slow down.

After seeing each other for a long time, the two people who were familiar with each other turned out to be so strange that even saying hello to each other seemed like a luxury.

But because of the presence of the two of them, the Ninth District of Nine Nether Springs, on the contrary, seemed even quieter, so quiet that it made people feel a little frightened.

"Mo Qianrong, long time no see!" In the end it was Mo Xian who spoke first, and he said something very clichéd.

"Long time no see!" Mo Qianrong trembled slightly, she never thought that she and Mo Xian would meet again.

Just like what she said at the beginning, the two are not from the same world at all, so how could they meet.

But now, the two have met.

Moreover, it is still in the grand gathering of the younger generation in the whole mainland, and it is even in the deepest part of the Nine Nether Springs of the Netherworld Sect.

She was well aware of the difficulty of this place, and Mo Xian was able to participate in the Wanyu War, and he could still come here.

Only then did she know that the strange vacancy on the entrance stone tablet was reserved for Mo Xian.

Then some problems have been proved.

Some things are already self-defeating.

After the two said a word to each other, there was another long silence.

At this time, Jiuyouming Spring suddenly shook slightly, as if boiling.

The thick mist seemed to have found a vent, and quickly swept towards the budding Nine Nether Lotuses.

Almost instantly, the entire Ninth District became empty, and even the space seemed to become much clearer.

Immediately afterwards, the petals of the Nine Nether Lotuses began to unfold one by one.

The dark and dreamy petals actually had a very unique sense of beauty at this time, completely attracting the eyes of Mo Xian and Mo Qianrong.

Not long after, the Nine Nether Lotuses were in full bloom, nine in total.

Each flower is crystal clear like black water.

After a few breaths, the nine dark lotuses began to rotate slowly, and a black beam of light shot up into the sky from each of them.

That astonishing aura made Mo Xian and Mo Qianrong's expressions freeze.

These Nine Nether Lotuses are indeed rare treasures.

Mo Xian and Mo Qianrong were surrounded by these nine beams of light, as if they had forgotten everything.

(End of this chapter)