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Nanlou Mountain is located in the southeast of Yandi. Because of the simultaneous eruption of demonic energy and earth spirit energy at the foot of the mountain, the entire mountain is filled with yellow and black air all year round.

This is one of the three largest magic crystal stone mines of the Demon Puppet Sect. It is usually heavily guarded. After the Taiji Sect’s war, the mountain was fully restricted and guarded.

In a huge cave deep in the south of the mountain, a dark demonic energy slowly turned, and a person could be vaguely seen sitting in it, swallowing and exhaling vital energy.

Suddenly, a letter talisman on the table lit up, and the man in the demonic energy stopped. With a wave of his hand, the letter talisman flew up and fell into his palm.

He muttered a few words, collected the skills, and walked out of the magic circle.

This person was naked, wearing only a pair of calf-nose shorts, with a cold look in his eyes. It was Mo Renjie, the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect.

A quarter of an hour later, in the front yard of the cave, Mo Renjie had already put on a brocade robe and jade belt, and it was neatly tied.

This place is completely different from his training room. It is elegantly decorated, with soft animal skins on the floor, bamboo and wood inlays on the four walls, and four calligraphy and paintings hanging on them.

In the middle of the room is a two-foot-wide bed, and in front of it are silver-red flower-sprinkled chairs, a high table, and a tea table.

On the high table is a beauty vase with fresh flowers inserted in it.

At first glance, I thought it was a study room of a prince, but who would have thought that this was a cave deep in the mountains.

A big man in black came in, with a scar the size of a wine cup on his left cheek. He saluted respectfully, "My subordinate greets the young master."

Mo Renjie was very polite and extended his hand, "Brother Zhang, please sit down."

"How can a subordinate sit in front of the young master?"

Mo Renjie sighed, "What kind of young master am I? I have been exiled to the wilderness to mine. It is only a matter of time before I am abandoned. Sit down."

The big man in black still did not sit down, standing straight, "Young master, I am here to accompany the eighth master to transport the magic crystal. Time is in a hurry and I will be back soon."

Mo Renjie nodded, "Let's talk about business."

The big man in black came closer and whispered, "The ancestor had been in seclusion before, but five days ago he suddenly summoned Mo Da and talked for a whole afternoon. In the evening, the ancestor seemed quite happy and drank a few glasses of wine, which was rare."

Mo Renjie was shocked and raised his head hurriedly, "Did Mo Da go to see the ancestor alone?"

"No, he brought a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old."

Mo Renjie's eyes widened, "Is it the girl named Mo Chou?"

"Yes!"

Mo Renjie suddenly collapsed in the chair like a punctured balloon, his hands tightly grasping the handle of the chair, "squeaking".

After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that the rumors are true. The ancestor wants to abolish me and establish another young master.

It's no wonder. Although Mo Da is disabled, no one expected that he would have a good granddaughter."

The black-clothed man whispered, "Miss Mo Chou is an extremely rare Tianyin Demon Body, so she only practiced the basic exercises and successfully established the foundation."

"Humph! So what if she has good talent? Who of us who can form a pill has a bad talent! Although she has a Tianyin Demon Body, does she have a strong understanding? Can she endure hardships and have resilience?

And cultivation depends on opportunities. It is still unknown how far she can go in the future!"

The black-clothed man nodded, "Young master, what you said is true. Besides, abolishing and establishing a young master is a big deal, which is related to the future of the sect, so the ancestor should still be hesitating and has not made the final decision. But..."

He stopped here and did not continue.

"But what? Brother Zhang, are you still hesitating in front of me?"

"Yes! Young Master, from what I can guess, I'm afraid the ancestor prefers Miss Mochou more."

He didn't say why, and Mo Renjie didn't ask, but he believed the black-clothed man's words.

This black-clothed man was a personal guard who had served the ancestor for many years and knew the ancestor's thoughts.

I spent a huge price to bribe this man and tie him to my ship.

Mo Renjie impatiently walked around the room twice, then suddenly stopped and asked, "Brother Zhang, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

The black-clothed man waved his hand and made a beheading motion, "It's just a girl who has just established her foundation, it's easy to deal with..."

Mo Renjie pondered for a long time and shook his head slowly, "No! The ancestor is very smart, doesn't he know who will kill Mo Chou?

Even if you and I don't leave any handle, he will still not let it go. Once the soul is searched, everything will be exposed. By then, you and I will be worse off than dead..."

The black-clothed man thought of the way that Mo Laoguai tortured his enemies, and felt a chill on his back.

"Then what good solution does the young master have?"

"Don't worry today, I can't expose you, Brother Zhang. After two days, I think the news that the ancestor summoned Mo Chou will gradually spread, and I will go back to the Demon Statue Mountain to ask for an audience with the ancestor."

The black-clothed man was stunned, "Young master, you should know that the ancestor cannot be moved by words, and he didn't summon you, you went to see him without permission..."

Mo Renjie smiled coldly, "Of course I know that the ancestor cannot be moved by words, let alone words, even if you kneel on the ground and beg, he will be indifferent, but look down on you even more.

The ancestor is the most practical. If you have the ability to disobey orders to see him, he will not blame you. I plan to bring my spirit puppet this time."

The black-clothed man was surprised, "Young master, could it be..."

Mo Renjie showed a hint of pride at the corner of his mouth, "Yes, my natal puppet was injured by the dog thief named Shi last time, but it was a blessing in disguise. After three years, it has been promoted to a spirit puppet."

......

Five days later, at Golem Mountain, Scorpion Ridge, Mo Renjie retreated from the cave respectfully.

It was sunny outside, and Mo Renjie couldn't help but exhale, with a relaxed smile on his face.

As he expected, when he asked to see the ancestor, the ancestor was very cold and even shouted, why did he come back from Nanlou Mountain without being summoned?

However, when Mo Renjie talked about the promotion of his natal puppet to a spirit puppet, Mo Laoguai's eyes immediately lit up.

Cultivating a spirit puppet is the dream of all puppet sect monks!

"Did you succeed in infusing the spirit?"

"Reply to the ancestor, it has succeeded."

"Quick, take it out and show it to me."

"Yes!"

Mo Renjie opened his mouth and spit out something from his mouth. The thing grew in the wind and turned into a human body exactly like Mo Renjie.

Mo Laoguai circled the puppet a few times and tested it himself. It was indeed a spirit puppet!

"Very good, very good," said Old Monster Mo, who was quite happy. "Since the establishment of the Demon Puppet Sect, there have been less than ten people who have been able to cultivate into spirit puppets. And you are the first one to have cultivated a spirit puppet in the Golden Core Stage."

The earlier the spirit puppet is cultivated, the better, because after being infused with spirit, the spirit puppet is equivalent to the incarnation of the master, has a certain consciousness, can cultivate on its own, and can feed back to the master.

In addition, the body of Mo Renjie's puppet is Ghost Head Black, the essence of wood, so there is no concern about life span, and it is a self-healing body. Last time Shi Feng cut off an arm of this spirit puppet, it grew back soon afterwards.

As long as it is not completely destroyed, the spirit puppet can recover as before, which is a better talent than the nine-armed demon bear of Old Monster Mo.

After Mo Renjie's audience this time, although Mo Chou was still summoned into the sect as a genius disciple and directly worshipped under the ancestor and trained by him personally, the matter of replacing the young master of the Demon Puppet Sect was put on hold.

A month later, Mo Laoguai took the initiative to summon Mo Renjie. He didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.

"Renjie, I have something for you to do."

"Yes! Ancestor."