Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Three men in black robes stood in front of the gate of Yudanfang. The leader was an old man with a stern face. The two behind them were wrapped tightly in black robes, so their faces could not be seen clearly.

The stern old man raised his head and looked coldly at the huge signboard before stepping into the store without saying a word.

Feeling the terrifying corpse aura emanating from the three of them, the surrounding crowd looked panic-stricken and stepped aside one after another.

When the three of them entered the store, people around were whispering.

"What are the origins of these three people, and why is their breath so terrifying?"

"Hush... Keep your voice down, besides the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, who else could have such a strong corpse aura?"

"The Ten Thousand Corpse Sect... no wonder it has a dead face."

"Keep down! You are courting death, you!"

...

In Yudanfang, the stern old man who was the leader slowly patrolled around, and said to a waiter expressionlessly: "Call out Wu Mo, and say that the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect is visiting."

Seeing that the visitor was not kind, the waiter was startled, but said with a smile on his face:

"Sorry, my master said, I haven't seen any guests recently, the three of you, please go back."

"I asked you to report, so you go, don't you understand?"

The stern old man glanced at the waiter coldly.

The waiter's face suddenly turned pale and trembled as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.

Just when the waiter was panicking, a calm voice came from the second floor.

"The Ten Thousand Corpse Sect is here, why make things difficult for a little guy, come up."

Hearing the words, the stern old man looked sharply at the second floor, and then walked up with a gloomy expression.

In the elegant room, Wu Mo was wearing a gray robe, sitting at the table drinking tea calmly.

Seeing the three people coming in, Wu Mo slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and said:

"Didn't the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect just come here a few days ago, and even took a pill from me. Why, do you think Wu's pill is powerful, so you still want it?"

Wu Mo looked at the three of them playfully.

As soon as these words came out, the two men in black robes behind the stern old man trembled unconsciously.

The stern old man stared at Wu Mo coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Wu Mo, don't be so quick to talk, you think it through clearly, do you really want to be an enemy of my Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?"

"Hehe, so what?"

Wu Mo gently picked up the teacup.

"Wu Mo, don't think that being a third-rank alchemist is so great. Our sect can kill you at any time, even Lei Shengyu can't keep you!"

The stern old man's words were full of threats.

Wu Mo frowned, and smiled lightly: "Is it like last time? I think you will be disappointed."

As soon as the voice fell, a powerful formation wave filled the entire room.

Just when the stern old man was suspicious, Wu Mo said slowly:

"This is a fourth-order formation, the ten-direction lock element formation, which I just bought from the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce at a large price. Within the formation, monks below the Yuan master level are not allowed to use Yuan power."

"Although a large amount of primordial stones are needed every time it is opened, as a third-grade alchemist, the most important thing I need is primordial stones..."

Wu Mo smiled and looked at the three of them.

After hearing this, the stern old man's expression changed.

The energy in his body was indeed useless.

"This is a space scroll, and I bought it for a lot of money."

As he spoke, Wu Mo took out a simple scroll from his bosom and shook it towards the stern old man. It contained strong spatial fluctuations.

"Oh, there's no other way, it's just that there is no shortage of primordial stones..."

Wu Mo sighed helplessly.

"you…"

The stern old man looked at Wu Mo with an uncertain expression.

"Wu Mo, don't be complacent, unless you spend your whole life shrinking like a tortoise in Sifang City, otherwise... hum."

The stern old man sneered.

"Yo, who is this, with a serious tone, dare to threaten Wu Danshi."

As the sound fell, the door opened, and a fragrant wind blew in, and an enchanting woman Shi Shiran walked in.

It was Qiu Yuerong from Mixin Valley.

"Valley of Lost Hearts?"

The stern old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiu Yuerong who walked in.

At this time, Qiu Yuerong was wearing a long red gauze dress, but the hem of the long skirt was slit, reaching her waist.

Walking and swaying, one can see the long white and straight legs at a glance, which is so beautiful that it makes one's heart itch.

"Hehe, it turned out to be the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect. I thought it was some ignorant guy..."

Qiu Yuerong covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

"what do you mean?!"

The stern old man looked at Qiu Yuerong with a gloomy expression.

"It's nothing interesting, I just want to tell you that Danshi Wu is now my enshrined elder in Lost Heart Valley."

"If anyone wants to harm Wu Danshi, he will be an enemy of me, Mixin Valley!"

Qiu Yuerong's tone became colder.

"You, Fan Xin Gu, should think about it clearly..."

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the stern old man.

"Hey, do you have anything else to do? Don't bother Wu Gongfeng if you don't have anything to do."

"you!"

The stern old man looked at Qiu Yuerong with a livid face.

Qiu Yuerong didn't care, and looked at her with a charming smile.

a long time,

"let's go!"

The stern old man snorted coldly, turned and left.

Wu Mo stared blankly at the backs of the three leaving.

As early as a few days ago, I approached Mixingu and agreed to become its worship elder, on condition that Mixingu fend off the threat of Ten Thousand Corpse Sect for her.

Of course, this move was also at the behest of Fang Mo.

Chapter 154 The Collapsed Ling Yu

Heavenly Sword City.

In the quiet small courtyard, Fang Mo was teasing Xiaoxue calmly.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared, it was Xia Xiong who had disappeared for many days.

"Owner."

Xia Xiong looked respectful.

"How is it?"

Fang Mo didn't raise his head, his tone was calm.

"Master, Nading Jianshan has led people into the Five Poison Swamp where the Five Poison Rakshasa lives in seclusion. We only need to wait a few more days in Tianjian City. I believe there will be news soon."

Xia Xiong whispered.

"Would you like to stay a few more days..."

Fang Mo frowned slightly, and whispered to himself.

After thinking for a moment,

"You don't need to wait any longer, Jian Chi has already been killed by me, just in case, let's leave Tianjian City as soon as possible."

Fang Mo said calmly.

"Yes."

Xia Xiong was slightly startled when he heard this.

Jianchi is a well-known swordsman genius in Tianjianzong, and he has a great reputation, but he did not expect to fall into the hands of his master now.

This is probably not a small blow to Tianjianzong.

"Have you broken through the Primordial Realm?"

Fang Mo picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said slowly.

"Yes master, I just broke through a few days ago."

Xia Xiong's expression became more and more respectful.

He understands that with his own aptitude, he may not be able to break through the Primordial Realm in this life.

But now, in just a few months, he has already reached the Yuan Zhe state. This level of advancement speed is considered to be the existence of the arrogance of heaven in the five major sects.

This was something he had never dreamed of before.

But Xia Xiong knows better, all this is thanks to the man in front of him!

"Well, the stronger the strength, the greater the chance of surviving in the future..."

Fang Mo said lightly.