Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

After all, Wu Mo accepted the inherited memory, which is still a bit sad.

"Well, get ready. After all, so many Tianjiao died here, you must be extremely careful when you go out, so as not to be exposed."

"Yes, Master."

"Yes, son."

Suddenly Fu Qing looked at the two gold, jade and glazed pillars outside the hall, his eyes lit up...

...

Opening his eyes again, several people had already appeared at the foot of Xingxia Mountain.

Fang Mo had already taken off the puppet mask at this time, and put on an ordinary black robe.

He carefully observed the next four weeks, and then said to Yi Shui'er: "Go back to the sect first, and don't let others know that you have entered the secret realm."

"Well, master, that water is waiting for master in the sect..."

Yi Shui'er's watery eyes took a deep look at Fang Mo, then turned into a streak of pink and disappeared from sight.

A moment later, a golden light pierced the sky.

...

In a dense forest on Xingxia Mountain, Yuchitu slowly woke up from a coma.

"Hiss... Fortunately, I have rough skin and thick flesh... It really hurts me..."

Yuchitu struggled to stand up, turned his head and looked around, and after confirming that he had left the secret realm, he murmured: "I have to go back to the sect quickly, that tentacle monster is too scary..."

Sifang City Courtyard.

"Master! You are back!"

Linglong ran out of the house in ecstasy.

Fang Mo nodded slightly, sitting expressionlessly on the stone bench in the yard thinking about something, while Wu Mo stood aside respectfully.

The atmosphere was somewhat silent.

Linglong was very obedient and didn't speak any more, but walked lightly behind Fang Mo, and gently kneaded Fang Mo's shoulders.

Fang Mo let Linglong knead her shoulders, then turned to Wu Mo and said:

"Wu Mo, Sifang City and all sects will know about the secret realm soon. Be careful these two days and spread the news secretly, saying that the mysterious person in the secret realm is suspected to be the demon cultivator of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect..."

Wu Mo's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "My lord, are you planning to point the finger at the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?"

"If you don't muddy the water, how can you fish in muddy water..." Fang Mo touched the white jade ring on his hand, and said softly.

"Young master, this subordinate understands how to do it."

Wu Mo turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more."

"What else do you want, sir?"

"Don't expose your identity as a third-rank alchemist for the time being, and raise your realm as soon as possible..." Fang Mo reminded.

"Yes, son."

...

"What! Say it again!"

A loud roar resounded through the City Lord's Mansion.

The majestic Lei Shengyu looked at a black-armored guard on the ground with a livid face.

"City...City Lord...My lord, the young master is dead..." The blood-stained black-armored guard said again tremblingly.

His bodyguard team followed Lei Ling into the secret realm, and now he is the only one left alive to come back.

Suddenly, a terrifying coercion appeared,

"puff…"

The black-armored guard spat out a mouthful of blood and was crushed to the ground.

"Tell me, what happened in the secret realm." Lei Shengyu said in a deep voice.

Although Lei Shengyu had tried his best to suppress himself, these words still rang in the ears of the black-armored guards like the roar of divine thunder.

"City... Lord, a mysterious person appeared in that secret realm, not only killed the young master, but even Fairy Hongfu in Mixin Valley died at his hands... many people died... many people..."

The black-armored guard seemed to remember something terrible, and his whole body trembled even more.

"The person in Mixin Valley is also dead? What does that person look like!"

Lei Shengyu scolded and asked.

The black-armored guard trembled and said, "City...Master City Lord, that...that man is wearing a mask and dark red clothes..."

"Useless things!"

Lei Shengyu slapped the black-armored guard several meters away.

After landing, the black-armored guard seemed to remember something, and hurriedly climbed up to Lei Shengyu again.

"By the way, by the way, Lord City Master, the skills that that man cultivated are extremely bloody, and he is a demon cultivator!"

"Magic repair?"

Lei Shengyu frowned slightly.

"That's right, Lord City Master, that demon cultivator may be a member of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect!"

The black-armored guard hurriedly said.

Lei Shengyu's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly: "Why are you so sure that you are from the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect?"

"My lord, such a terrifying demon cultivator can only be cultivated by the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect..."

The black armored guard looked determined.

Lei Shengyu glanced at the black-armored guard coldly, and then asked, "How did you survive?"

"City...Master City Lord, the younger one was seriously injured at the time, surrounded by corpses...then he passed out for some reason, and he was already out of the secret realm when he woke up..." the black-armored guard said with some gratitude.

"You don't have to wake up from now on."

As soon as the words fell, the black-armored guard turned into a cloud of blood mist with a bang.

Lei Shengyu had no expression on his face, and there was a hint of thunder in his eyes.

The terrifying momentum rushed straight into the sky, changing the color of the situation, and the sky even faintly heard the sound of thunderstorms.

"...No matter who it is, I will tear him into pieces and pay for my son's life!"

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Chapter 92 The Scary Tentacle Monster

Heavenly Sword Sect.

Inside the hall.

"What! Did you escape?"

An old man in white robe looked at Jian Chi in disbelief.

"Well, I escaped with a space scroll."

Jian Chi's expression was indifferent.

The white-robed old man's face changed slightly. He knew Jian Chi's true strength, comparable to a second-level monk in the Primordial Realm.

But such a powerful sword idiot escaped back...

"What about the others?"

"If there is no accident, they should all die in the hands of that demon cultivator." Jian Chi said indifferently, as if he was talking about an unimportant matter.

After hearing this, the old man in white robe said with a livid face: "You mean that my Heavenly Sword Sect's trip to the secret realm was wiped out except for you. And you escaped back by relying on the space scroll..."

"kindness."

Jian Chi was expressionless.

The old man in white robe took a deep breath, calmed down, his eyes were uncertain, and murmured:

"Moxiu... Could it be that the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect sent Wu Sha, who is number one on the corpse list?"

"Although that person is a demon cultivator, he should not be a disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, because all the teams that entered the secret realm this time suffered heavy losses, including the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect."

Jian Chi's tone was calm.

Hearing this, the old man in white robe lowered his eyes slightly and fell silent.

a long time.

"Okay, you go down."

Jian Chi turned and left.

In the empty hall, the white-robed old man murmured to himself: "A mysterious demon cultivator has caused heavy losses to several forces...Magic cultivator...this is also an opportunity..."

"Come on."

The eyes of the old man in white robe flashed, and he called out to the outside of the hall.

A disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect came in and said respectfully, "What is the order of the Great Elder?"

"The suzerain is retreating today. In my name, I will notify several other elders to hold an elder meeting."

"Yes."

...

Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

At this time, in the Elder's Hall, the First Elder in black robe sat expressionlessly on the main seat, closing his eyes and saying nothing.

The three elders sat below, all with serious expressions, without saying a word.