Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Not long after, a deadly breath swept out from Fang Mo's body, spreading towards the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, covering the sky and covering the earth.

Soon, that aura covered a range of hundreds of miles without a sound, and then thousands of miles... thousands of miles...

...

A year passed in a flash.

Blood Temple.

In the dim side hall, there is a huge alchemy furnace, and the alchemy fire is flourishing in the furnace, obviously refining the elixir.

Wu Mo was dressed in a dark green robe, staring intently at the alchemy furnace in front of him, the green alchemy fire made his face dark and terrifying.

"Master Wu Dan..."

A respectful voice sounded from outside the door.

"Come in."

"crunch..."

The door opened, and a dwarf figure walked in softly.

"Master Wu Dan."

The demon boy looked at Wu Mo with a smile on his face, with a hint of flattery in his smile.

Although he is now a monk of Yuanshi Realm, but in front of Wu Mo, he dare not have the slightest arrogance.

"Your cultivation pill for this month is over there."

Wu Mo didn't turn his head, and pointed to a storage ring not far away, with an indifferent tone.

"Okay, please trouble Master Wu Dan."

The demon boy thanked Wu Mo and walked towards the storage ring.

Putting away the storage ring, the demon boy did not leave immediately, but stood where he was, with a troubled expression on his face.

"what happened?"

Wu Mo also noticed something strange about the demon boy.

"That... Master Wu Dan, I... I heard that you have some experience in refining that aspect of medicine?" The demon boy glanced at Wu Mo cautiously.

"kindness?"

Wu Mo frowned.

Although I don't know why Yaotong asked this suddenly, Wu Mo still nodded slightly.

Seeing Wu Mo nodding, the demon boy's eyes showed a hint of joy.

"Master Wu Dan, I wonder if I can give you some?" There was a trace of eagerness in the demon boy's tone.

Hearing this, Wu Mo glanced at the demon boy in surprise.

Wu Mo's gaze made the demon boy feel uncomfortable, and he lowered his head slightly.

In Yuan Zhejing, the demon boy was not keen on the matter of cloud and rain, but he was not disgusted either, and did as he pleased.

A few months ago, the demon boy suddenly became a master, and wanted to release it, so he went to the blood prison to bring out three female cultivators.

He still can't forget the eyes of the three female cultivators after the incident.

ridicule, resentment, ridicule...

That was a severe trampling on his man's dignity.

He secretly took a lot of auxiliary pills, but the effect was not satisfactory.

That's why I had no choice but to speak to Wu Mo today when I was receiving the cultivation resources.

Wu Mo saw the distress of the demon boy, he was used to this kind of situation in Sifang City before.

Wu Mo unhurriedly took out two fist-sized brown pills from the storage ring and handed them to the demon boy.

"Take it."

Wu Mo's voice was as calm as water.

"Wu... Master Wu Dan, I have tried this dragon and tiger pill, but it doesn't work..."

The demon boy looked at the two brown pills with an embarrassed expression.

Wu Mo glanced at the demon boy, and walked to a spiritual plant not far away without expression.

The spiritual plant had withered, and its branches and leaves were limply falling to the ground.

Wu Mo crushed a dragon and tiger pill and sprinkled it on the spiritual plant.

The demon boy looked at this scene suspiciously, a little confused.

After a few breaths, the demon boy's complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes widened.

I saw that Lingzhi, which had already withered, stood up in a daze at this time, standing upright!

...

"Why hasn't the master come back..."

In the side hall, Wan'er rested her chin on her small hand and murmured softly.

"Wan'er, are you thinking about Master again?"

At this moment, Yi Shui'er walked in.

"alright."

Wan'er nodded her head.

Seeing this, Yi Shui'er walked slowly to Wan'er, and smiled mysteriously at her.

"Ok?"

Wan'er blinked suspiciously.

"Why don't we go find the master secretly?" Yi Shui'er whispered.

"real?!"

Wan'er's big watery eyes were full of surprise.

"of course."

Yi Shui'er smiled slightly.

"Just the two of us?"

Wan'er asked.

"They are all practicing, don't worry about them, just the two of us, let's go now."

Yi Shui'er looked at Wan'er eagerly, with a strange urgency in his tone.

During this year, apart from practicing, she trained Liu Yanxin with the Five Poisons Rakshasa, and that sweet scene made her miss Fang Mo all the time.

Today, she finally planned to find Fang Mo with Wan'er.

Relying on the spiritual link with Fang Mo, they can roughly confirm the direction.

Not long after, a beam of light burst out from the Five Poison Mountains and flew towards the Heavenly Sword Sect.

...

Misty City.

Ouyang Yuan stood on the city wall, looking towards the direction of the misty plain, eager to see through.

A year, a whole year.

The blood lord did not appear again, and he persisted until now.

Calculating the time, the people from the headquarters should show up soon.

So this month, Ouyang Yuan will wait here every day.

To kill the blood lord and avenge his son is his greatest obsession.

"Ahem... President Ouyang, haven't the people from your headquarters arrived yet?"

At this time, an old woman in purple clothes appeared behind Ouyang Yuan, leaning on a dragon head and a cane.

"Grandma Baihua, don't worry, they will be here soon." Ouyang Yuan said in a deep voice.

When Grandma Baihua heard the words, she nodded and stopped talking.

She had lived in seclusion in the deep mountains for many years, but a few months ago, a group of monks entered the deep mountains and disturbed her.

From those people, it is known that there is chaos in the Far West, and a peerless demon named Blood Lord has emerged.

Even the five major sects were destroyed by him!

Destroy the five major sects?

Grandma Baihua didn't believe this absurd statement, but she was stunned when she witnessed countless monks rushing into the Valley of Lost Hearts to flee for their lives.

She believed it.

When she heard that even the Taoist ghosts and Lord Fentian obeyed that blood lord, she was frightened.

Because many years ago, she was as famous as the Burning Demon Lord and the ghost Taoist.

Afterwards, she met Ouyang Yuan, the president of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce in this misty city. The latter told her that someone would come from the headquarters of the Xinghai Chamber of Commerce to kill demons soon, so she stayed.

Chapter 251 Arrival

"President Ouyang, is that Blood Lord really that scary?"

Grandma Baihua looked at the monks walking towards the misty plain outside the city in twos and threes, her tone was low.

How desperate must it be to step into the misty plain recklessly.

One must know that even she, a cultivator at the ninth level of the Primordial Realm, would not dare to step there.

"Hehe, scary?"