Cultivating immortals is a hard job

As Wang Boshan left, Gongsun Xu and the other disciples of Tianyun Sect also quickly disappeared in Tianjian Mountain.

This seemingly grand battle of the Nascent Soul finally came to an end.

Mo Xun was not worried at all about Wang Boshan's harsh words.

He even had some expectations, because he and Wang Boshan were not very confident that the other party would live in this world.

"Brother Mo is really a good man. Now that the message has been passed on, Yang will take his leave. My husband and I will wait for you in Wuliang Mountain."

The so-called Wuliang Mountain is the base camp of the Tiandao League.

The Holy Spirit True Man has been sitting here all year round.

Mo Xun bowed.

"Now that something like this has happened, I will not keep you two here. I will visit the Tiandao League after I have arranged everything properly."

Ming Qingying bowed lightly and suddenly asked, "Brother, did you have some conflicts with Fairy Xuanjing of the Saint Maiden Palace when you were in Huanyunyuan?"

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows and immediately thought of the gorgeous and unparalleled ice beauty.

This person has another identity, that is, Su Yunshang's master.

"How did the fairy know?"

Ming Qingying thought to himself, it's true!

"To be honest with you, Fairy Xuanjing is now in Wuliang Mountain. It seems that you have some complaints about me. If you meet her one day, I'm afraid you have to be careful."

After the two finished talking, they took Situ Zhang away.

After a brief silence, Mo Xun immediately began to contact Gu Qingqing and others, and searched for the Jade Sky Sword at the same time.

Soon, he found the broken sword with half of the handle left in the ruins.

Mo Xun simply sensed it, and his heart sank.

The spiritual charm on the sword almost dissipated, and it could be said that it had become a completely useless sword.

No matter how he sensed, he could not detect any trace of Gu Yutian.

Mo Xun let out a long breath of turbid air, and at this moment, a figure appeared in the range of his spiritual sense.

He quickly flashed and came thousands of feet away.

In front of him was a woman in tattered clothes, with messy hair and blood all over her body. Not only was her magic power chaotic, but her breath was also extremely weak.

"Wei Qing!"

Mo Xun's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He didn't expect that Wang Boshan didn't take this person away when he left.

I don't know if he forgot or didn't find it.

Wei Qing was also shocked when she saw Mo Xun.

At the moment when Yutian Sword exploded, she fainted. Although she woke up quickly, she was seriously injured and had been hiding in the dark to heal her wounds.

She naturally saw the arrival of Yang Ziweng and his wife.

Just as she was about to go forward to ask for help, the group of people left one after another. She wanted to sneak away when no one was paying attention, but she was discovered by Mo Xun.

Wei Qing covered her chest with one hand, with blood stains on the corner of her mouth and her face full of rebellious anger.

To be honest, this woman is more aggrieved than Wang Boshan.

She is obviously a Yuanying cultivator, but she was seriously injured by four Jindan juniors.

If this matter gets out, how can she gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation in the future?

Thinking that the root of all this was caused by the man in front of her, her eyes flashed with hatred.

She wanted to dig out his heart and lungs!

But the fact is that after this incident, she can hardly condense half of her magic power now. If it weren't for this little cultivation, I'm afraid she wouldn't even be able to stand.

She raised her hand and held a crescent-shaped scimitar in front of her chest despite her weakness.

This purple frost knife was originally a pair, but the other one was destroyed by the four hateful Jindan juniors.

It was because her life treasure was damaged that she suffered a backlash.

Otherwise, she might not be so embarrassed.

The two of them just stood there for a moment, and Mo Xun's eyes flashed. The Tongbao gun in his hand made a sound of breaking through the air, and came to Wei Qing in a flash.

Wei Qing was shocked, and when she reacted, the sharp gun head was already against her throat.

The neck was stained by mud and blood, and the originally fair skin could be vaguely seen.

Wei Qing's heart sank, and at this moment, she felt the approach of death.

The cold gun head touched her skin directly, emitting a cold murderous aura.

She knew that her life and death were already in the hands of the other party.

Now there are two ways to go in front of her.

Either give up the physical body, or... self-destruct!

She didn't know whether the self-destruction would kill the man in front of her, but she knew that once she did so, it would mean eternal damnation for her!

There is no chance of reincarnation.

She doesn't want to give up hundreds of years of practice, and she doesn't want to die!

"You... you can't kill me!"

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows.

"Reason?"

"Because... because I am a member of the Tiandao League!"

After saying this, even Wei Qing herself felt a little unconfident.

She had reported this title before.

What could a guy who faced four Yuanyings and still chose to attack brazenly not dare to do?

Even if there was a late-stage great cultivator standing behind her, the other party would probably be afraid.

In this world, there are some people who rely on their own strength and do things without scruples.

But the world can't do anything to them.

The guy in front of him obviously belongs to this category.

This is indeed the case. The silver light of the Tongbao gun in Mo Xun's hand flashed, and he was about to stab out.

Wei Qing trembled all over, and just wanted to use the Nascent Soul to teleport out of the body, but the next moment, what greeted her was not pain, but Mo Xun's voice.

This voice was indifferent and had a kind of majesty that was irresistible.

"I give you two choices, either die here, or guard for my Tianjian Sect for thirty years. After thirty years, I will let you go. You'd better not have any crooked thoughts. Since I can catch Tonglu's Nascent Soul, I'm not afraid of your escape. As for self-destruction, you might as well try it now to see whether you are faster or my spear is faster."

Wei Qing's eyes condensed, and the mana that was originally running in her body also stagnated.

She didn't expect that Mo Xun was just like a worm in her stomach, guessing everything she was thinking.

Then, she found that her whole body was tight.

Mo Xun's Nascent Soul Spirit Realm had bound her firmly in place. She was like sinking into heavy mud and sand, unable to move at all.

Wei Qing stared into Mo Xun's eyes for a long time before she let out a breath.

"How can I trust you?"

Mo Xun sneered.

"You have no choice!"

"You..."

Wei Qing gritted her teeth in hatred, her eyes full of bloodshot.

Although she had never fought with Mo Xun formally, the fact that he was able to remain unscathed under the siege of many Nascent Soul cultivators and even destroyed a person's body was enough to prove how terrifying this person's strength was.

Of course, she could still choose to take a desperate risk.

But the result might be just as the other party said.

She then thought of the conditions proposed by Mo Xun.