Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

It waved its bloody wings and flew towards the crowd.

Immediately afterwards, Yi Shui'er led the crowd to continue heading towards the depths of the Soul Hidden Mountain Range.

...

At the same time, Luoyun Mountains.

At the foot of the mountain, beside the Broken Soul River.

The two figures stood quietly, silent.

"Girl, what the young master promised you has already been done."

"From now on, the entire Far West will sleep with you, are you happy?"

Fang Mo stared intently at the dark river in front of him, and said softly.

No one answered.

The ghost Taoist stood behind Fang Mo with a solemn face, without saying a word.

Fang Mo's past is no secret to followers like them.

They all knew the significance of that girl named Yue'er to Fang Mo.

"Ghost Taoist, you practice ghost art, do you think there is any way in this world to bring people back from the dead?"

After the ghost Taoist pondered for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"My lord, as far as this subordinate knows, the technique of resurrecting the soul from a dead body, and the technique of changing the corpse of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, have the ability to bring the dead back to life."

"What I'm talking about is resurrection from the dead in the true sense, not becoming neither human nor ghost, neither human nor corpse!"

Fang Mo said coldly.

Gui Daoist's face turned pale suddenly, and he said hastily: "Master...Master, then...that kind of resurrection from death in the true sense, my subordinates...have never heard of it..."

"However, maybe the legendary powerful monk has this method of resurrection..."

The ghost Taoist hastily added another sentence.

Fang Mo slowly closed his eyes and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the ghost Taoist was trembling all over, not daring to vent his anger.

a long time,

"Ghost Taoist, do you know the origin of this Duanhun River?"

"Back... back to the Lord, this Duanhun River is said to originate from an unknown place deep in the Luoyun Mountains."

"Unknown place?"

Fang Mo frowned slightly.

"Yes, no one has set foot there, and no one dares to set foot there."

The ghost said in a deep voice.

"Oh?"

Fang Mo showed a hint of interest.

Seeing Fang Mo's expression, the ghost Taoist continued:

"My lord, our place belongs to the extreme west of the Tianbei region, and this Luoyun mountain range is the westernmost point of the extreme west."

"It is rumored that the deep part of the Luoyun Mountains is connected to... the barren land."

"Wasteland?"

Chapter 265 Inheriting the Cave Mansion

"Yes, my lord, the old Taoist once learned from an ancient book that the barren domain is a borderless domain adjacent to the Tianbei domain."

Hearing this, Fang Mo's eyes flickered.

This was the first time he had heard of a region other than Tianbei Territory.

"Countless people once entered the depths of the Luoyun Mountain Range, wanting to explore the legendary wilderness, but in the end, no one came out alive."

"Gradually, the depths of the Luoyun Mountains became a forbidden zone, and the water of the Duanhun River flows out of that forbidden zone."

The ghost said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Fang Mo looked at the dark river in front of him with a calm expression.

A red light flashed, and Fang Mo photographed a black object from the Broken Soul River.

It was a strange fish, the size of a washbasin, black all over, with a pair of fins on its back, protruding eyes, and gray eyeballs.

What's even more frightening is that its mouth occupies almost half of its body, and its hideous and sharp teeth are exposed in the air, making it extremely ugly.

Looking at the ugly fish that was constantly struggling and twisting in his hand, Fang Mo's face was expressionless.

This kind of ugly fish is very common in Duanhun River, and there are so many of them. Once entangled, it is very difficult for monks in Yuanling Realm to escape.

I really don't know how I survived and entered the secret realm.

"Boom."

Fang Mo crushed the strange fish in his hand, blood spattered, and fine pieces of flesh fell into the Broken Soul River.

In the next second, the strong smell of blood attracted countless ugly monster fish to gnaw on it.

"Let's go."

...

Soon, the two entered the dense forest outside the mountains.

Although there was no aura of cultivation, the terrifying bloodthirsty aura on Fang Mo's body still made countless monsters in the dense forest run away like frightened birds.

Ignoring the fleeing monsters, Fang Mo seemed to revisit the old place without saying a word.

Half an hour later, Fang Mo and Gui Taoist came to an open space outside the Luoyun Mountain Range.

"My lord, it is more suitable to arrange formations here."

The ghost Taoist pointed to the open space in front of him, and said in a respectful tone to Fang Mo.

"Well, look at the layout yourself."

After leaving a word, Fang Mo left directly through the air.

"This...this is?!"

The ghost Taoist stared at this scene with his eyes wide open in shock.

Fly in the air!

That's something that Yuan King Realm can do!

The ghost Taoist stared blankly at Fang Mo who was going away, his mind went blank.

At this time, he finally knew what kind of terrifying level Fang Mo's strength had reached.

...

In mid-air, Fang Mo stood with his hands behind his back with an indifferent expression.

The so-called unknown place deep in the Luoyun Mountains successfully aroused his interest.

He wanted to see what was at the source of the Broken Soul River, in that unknown land.

As time went by, Fang Mo got deeper and deeper, and he could clearly feel that the aura of monsters in the dense forest below became stronger and stronger.

But Fang Mo was still unmoved.

Occasionally, there are flying monsters hovering in the sky, and they are all startled away by Fang Mo's breath.

Three hours later, Fang Mo's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a fluctuation of the formation.

Looking down, there is a canyon waterfall below.

The waterfall looks like a white horse hanging upside down on the cliff, and the sound of the water is rumbling, majestic.

Fang Mo stopped his figure and slowly fell under the waterfall.

Below the waterfall is a huge water pool, above which is filled with thick water mist, the sun shines through the water mist, forming a gorgeous rainbow, like a fairyland.

However, Fang Mo didn't care about the beautiful scenery here, but looked at the water pool.

The fluctuation of the formation came from the pool in front of him.

The water in the pool is green and has jagged waves.

Without hesitation, Fang Mo turned into a beam of blood and threw himself into the pool.

The pool is very deep, the light is very weak, and there are no living things in the pool, which is very depressing.

Fang Mo in the water was covered in a thin layer of blood, walking with his hands behind his back, like walking on flat ground.

Suddenly, Fang Mo's eyes turned to a direction, where there was a faint light flickering.

With a move in his heart, he approached the dim light.

A moment later, a hidden hole appeared in front of him.

Looking at the flickering formation light curtain in front of the cave entrance, Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-colored tentacle stretched out towards the light curtain. To Fang Mo's surprise, the tentacle penetrated easily without any hindrance.

Fang Mo's heart moved, he stepped out, and slowly walked into the light curtain.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a strange color flashed in Fang Mo's eyes.

Behind the light curtain, it turned out to be a dry and dark cave.

A stone table, a jade bed, and a futon on the ground, simple and simple.

There is a skeleton scattered on the futon, presumably it should be the owner of the cave.

On the stone table, there was a dusty ancient book and a black storage ring.

Fang Mo's expression became strange.