immortal mansion

Chapter 142 Chaos
Leaving Yongzhou City, Mo Chen sacrificed a Jade Ruyi flying magic weapon that he just bought, and flew towards Wu County where the Lu family is located.

He traveled day and night along the way, and finally arrived at Mount Kangji after a few days, which is where the Lu family who possesses the formula of Shengling Wine resides.

Standing in the distance, Mo Chen cast his Lingqing purple pupils to look around.

But what surprised him was that the Lu family was supposed to be a big family here, and it should be a prosperous population, but it was just nightfall, and there was no light on the Kangji Mountain, and there was only silence.

A gust of south wind blew in, mixed with a faint smell of corpses.

Realizing that something was wrong, Mo Chen used the breath restraining technique to restrain his breath.

At this time, in the direction of Kangji Mountain, there was a sudden sound of flapping wings, and soon two black spots appeared, and then two huge batwing dogs gradually approached.

It landed on a pool of water next to Mo Chen, and when the two bat-winged dogs were drinking water, one person came down from it, but they were all Jiuquan sect disciples in purple robes.

Judging from the aura on their bodies, both of them are at the level of Qi refining, one is in the middle stage of Qi refining, and the other is in the late stage of Qi refining.

Suddenly, the disciple of Jiuquan sect in the late stage of Qi refining showed vigilance, turned to the woods beside him, and sacrificed an iron ruler magic weapon.

The aura shone brightly, making the woods red.

"Who, who's inside!" the man shouted.

However, the direction he shouted was not in Mo Chen's direction, but in the position opposite him.

Mo Chen didn't realize this. If the other party hadn't lifted the breath holding spell, he probably wouldn't even be able to notice when he touched him.

"It's a very powerful breath-holding spell!" Mo Chen secretly said.

After a burst of leaves rustling and the deafening roar of the tiger, a giant tiger suddenly jumped out from the woods, riding a slender figure holding a spirit bow.

Every time the spiritual bow shines, it can condense a two-finger-thick light arrow, and when it is shot, it is extremely restrained and does not see the brilliance.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The disciple of Jiuquan sect who was in the mid-stage of qi refining couldn't dodge in time, and blood burst out of his body one after another.

The giant tiger fought with the two bat-winged dogs, and the remaining Jiuquan disciple started fighting with the figure that was riding on the giant tiger.

Naturally, Mo Chen was not interested in the fights of the monks during the Qi refining period. What interested him was the words that the figure shouted during the fight.

It was a young man who spoke, and it could be heard that his words were full of hatred.

Reminiscent of what I saw in Yongzhou City and the local monks' comments on Jiuquan Gate.

When Mo Chen heard that the bow-wielding boy angrily scolded that Jiuquanmen had slaughtered the Lu family, he was no longer surprised.

"Take your life!" the boy said angrily.

But he didn't think that several black shadows suddenly jumped down from the sky and killed the giant tiger on the spot, but it turned out to be three bat-wing monster dogs with two heads.

In terms of breath, it has reached the second level.

On the two-headed bat-wing monster dog, there are also monks from the Jiuquanmen riding on it, but it is in the early stage of foundation establishment.

With such a huge gap in strength, the young man had no time to resist, so he was knocked out of the magic weapon and trapped by a magic rope.

"Hmph, it's exactly as I expected!" A monk in red who couldn't see his face came out from the darkness, his tone was very cold.

With his appearance, the surrounding temperature dropped significantly.

"Your envoy is really good at predicting things, and he just used a little plan to lure this little idiot out!" One of the Jiuquanmen, Zhuji, complimented him with a flattering face.

"Don't talk nonsense, don't deal with the traces here quickly, otherwise, if the inspectors of the Taihua Sect come over and find some clues, do you think the elders of Jiuquanmen will be the opponents of the Jindan of the Taihua Sect?" said coldly.

When the other party mentioned the word Taihuazong, the two foundation-building monks all trembled, and the flattery on their faces disappeared. After they repeatedly promised, the two began to quickly deal with the traces left on the scene.

The plan was accidentally discovered by the Lu family. In order to prevent the secret from leaking out, they could only slaughter the Lu family. However, in order to avoid being discovered by the inspectors of the Taihua Sect, they had to carefully disguise the scene.

As for the boy, he was taken to Kangji Mountain by the two-headed bat-wing monster dog.

Mo Chen witnessed this scene in its entirety, and thought to himself that it seemed that he was out of luck to encounter such an incident involving the invasion of external forces.

If it was an ordinary conflict between the sect and the family, there was absolutely no need to shy away from the involvement of the inspectors of the Taihua Sect.

And that red-clothed monk also gave Mo Chen a familiar feeling, a bit similar to that Tongluan who claimed to be a corpse repairer.

After thinking about it again and again, Mo Chen decided not to participate in this muddy water. He moved his footsteps lightly and quietly backed away.

Unexpectedly, Shenhun was suddenly hit by a heavy hammer, and someone attacked him with the secret technique of spiritual consciousness.

Fortunately, Mo Chen's spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of Jindan, and he recovered after only a moment of trance, and quickly countered, cutting off the part of the opponent's stabbed spiritual consciousness.

"Ah!" A howl that didn't sound like a human voice.

A red-clothed figure rolled out of the woods, much slender than the one Mo Chen had seen before. At this moment, he covered his head and writhed in pain. Obviously, he was severely injured because part of his consciousness was cut off just now.

Once the consciousness is lost, it is lost forever.

That part of consciousness will be assimilated and absorbed by Mo Chen soon, turning it into nourishment for his soul.

At this time, Mo Chen did not show any joy, but his expression became more solemn, the golden mask of the Dongwu Bell was raised, and the Fire Crow Fan was also held in his hand.

Therefore, in the other three directions, a figure in red clothes appeared.

One of the figures suddenly let out a sneer, and said, "Master Mo Zhen, I never thought we would meet here!"

Mo Chen was very familiar with this person's tone, he was the corpse repairer Tongluan he had seen in Yinyang County.

"Oh, can the kings of the ancient tombs finally bear it?" Mo Chen replied indifferently.

At the same time, the left hand is frantically infusing mana into the talisman paper, which is turning the paper into talismans of Ruyilu, quickly transforming the talisman paper into spiritual talismans.

Ten dozen talisman papers, with the current strength of Mo Chen's spiritual consciousness, coupled with the Canaan Yushen Jue can divide the divine consciousness into shares, the speed of paper talisman is far faster than before.

In just ten breaths, ten dozens of talisman papers were turned into various talismans.

Noticing the disappearance of the surrounding airflow, Mo Chen decisively activated a shape-changing talisman.

Almost at the same time, a black shadow instantly closed where Mo Chen was before, but suddenly disappeared.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

It was the sound of the air explosion caused by the black shadow compressing the air with great force.

After a while, Mo Chen swung out a ten-thousand Jiamu Qinglei Talisman, and focused on taking care of the unlucky guy who attacked him with his spiritual sense.

Dozens of thunder talismans exploded in the woods, enough to flatten a radius of several tens of feet, and instantly a pillar of thunder rose into the sky.

In the light of thunder, three figures in distress appeared staggeringly, one of them was holding a man in red in his hand.

It seemed that because of the torn robe, the man in red that Mo Chen had deliberately targeted was emitting black air from his body.

Looking at the figure that was going away at an extremely fast speed, Tong Luan's eyes became colder and colder.

"Chasing, we must not let the plan be exposed before it starts!"

Tong Luan said in a cold tone.

(End of this chapter)