Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

"Longevity Pill!" After hearing the other party's explanation, Mo Juren's mind was full of thoughts, but a look of 'ecstasy' appeared on his face at the right time, and he looked extremely moved.

He naturally couldn't care about the longevity pill. What really gave him an idea was the so-called rules mentioned by the other party and the time of the competition.

What he needs most right now is time. In thirty years, he might have recovered as before. By then, he could escape directly if he wanted to.

In this case, it would be a better choice to agree first. The Tianxiang Sect is very powerful. If you reject it too thoroughly, there is no guarantee that the other party will not have other ideas.

After all, with such obvious benefits right there, it's totally unreasonable for a mere mortal like him to remain unmoved!
Is he really not tempted, or is there some secret?
If you really take it seriously, you might end up making things worse.

In this case, it would be better to agree to the other party first and become the so-called Holy Son of the Tianxiang Sect. This can at least delay time for thirty years. Isn't this safer?

"That's right, it's the Longevity Pill, and it's just one of the rewards. There are many more good things. As long as you agree to become the Holy Son of our sect and achieve sufficient results in the competition, everything will be fine." Zhou Hong'e continued to persuade.

"This... can you let me think about it?" Mo Juren hesitated, but his eyes revealed an undisguised 'heartbeat', which naturally fell into the eyes of the two people opposite. Zhou Hong'e immediately smiled and replied,

"Of course, no problem. I also plan to stay here for a while. It won't be too late to tell me when you have made up your mind."

The matter was settled, and the two sides continued to chat for a while before saying goodbye and parting ways.

Sensing that the two had gone far away, the smile on Mo Juren's face disappeared. He touched his chin, as if thinking about something.

In fact, he was not too opposed to temporarily joining a force. On the one hand, it would make it easier for him to gain a foothold, and on the other hand, he would be able to learn more about the spiritual world.

But what he wanted to join was that kind of ordinary force. The strongest person in the sect should be within the Spirit Transformation Stage, or at most the Void Refinement Stage. Only in this way could he advance and retreat freely.

However, the Tianxiang Sect obviously does not meet the requirements. There are dozens of people in the Spirit Transformation Stage, as well as those in the Void Refining Stage and even the Heti Stage. If they really want to join them, there will be too many uncertainties.

The only way to break the impasse right now is to seize the time to recover your cultivation. Only with enough strength can you deal with everything calmly.

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In Wufeng Mountain, Zhou Hong'e and Zhou Tong have arrived in front of the completed mountain gate.

It is called a mountain gate, but in fact it is just a palace, consisting of several palaces of different sizes. There are three big characters carved on the gate in the center.

Baihuaguan.

There were not many people in the temple at this time. In addition to the many disciples who had been recruited before, there were also some servants who were responsible for the trivial matters inside and outside the temple.

Seeing the two people flying down from the sky, the servants nearby hurriedly saluted respectfully.

Zhou Tong looked like an immortal. He nodded kindly to everyone, and then walked into the central hall with Zhou Hong'e, who had a cold face.

"I didn't expect this person to be so cautious. He could resist such temptation." After slowly sitting down, Zhou Tong said with emotion.

"He's already moved." Zhou Hong'e raised her lips slightly.

"Life span is the biggest shortcoming of mortals. It is impossible for him not to be tempted. It is only a matter of time before he agrees."

"That's true." Zhou Tong nodded, but then changed the subject.
"Seventh Aunt just swore with her Dao heart, will this cause any problems? After all, the Saint Son is..."

"Of course I understand what you mean, but isn't everything I said before true? The many benefits of becoming a Holy Son are also real.

As for the future, whether it will be a blessing or a curse is not decided by us, but depends on his own choice. This does not conflict with the oath I just made. "

"Uh……"

Zhou Tong reacted instantly. Indeed, it was obvious that Seventh Aunt’s oath just now was deliberately evasive, but the other party was not aware enough and therefore could not hear it.

"This person's conditions are really good, especially his appearance and temperament, which are among the best among all the saints. In addition, his physical strength, if my guess is correct, he has at least cultivated to the fifth level of the Vajra Sutra.

Such an excellent seedling is really rare. As long as we train him well, he will have a great chance of making it to the end once he participates in the competition. No matter what the result is, you and I will get a lot of rewards. "Zhou Hong'e emphasized it again and continued,

"In the next period of time, you must try your best to build a good relationship with the other party. I cannot stay here for long, so I will leave this matter to you. You must not slack off in the slightest."

"Don't worry, Seventh Aunt. I guarantee that nothing will go wrong." Zhou Tong naturally understood everything and replied seriously.

"I am still very confident in your abilities, but don't be careless. Although this person is just a mortal, his state of mind and wisdom are extraordinary. He is not so easy to fool.

Therefore, you'd better give up the so-called conspiracy and make friends with the other party with the most sincere attitude, so that you can truly be invincible. "

"This...I understand."

……

Three days later, Zhou Hong'e and Zhou Tong visited again and finally got a response from Mo Juren, who agreed to join the Tianxiang Sect and become the so-called Holy Son.

The aunt and niece were naturally delighted. Zhou Hong'e immediately said that she would return to the branch immediately to register his name. At the same time, she would send a batch of resources for him to practice at regular intervals in the future, so as to prepare for the Holy Son Competition in thirty years.

After doing all this, Zhou Hong'e left quickly.

"Baihua Temple?" Wufeng Mountain. At this moment, Mo Juren was standing in front of the mountain gate. Looking at the three big characters in front of him, he was immediately stunned.

Since he has become the Holy Son of Tianxiang Sect, theoretically he is "one of our own". Faced with Zhou Tong's invitation again to become the person in charge of Wuji Temple, he naturally couldn't completely refuse.

Of course, he only agreed to put his name on the list because he didn't want to waste time on trivial matters.

Zhou Tong had no objection to this. It was fine to just use a name. As long as they met and got along with each other often, they would gradually get closer. "Why did you choose such a name? Or is there any other meaning behind it?" Mo Juren looked away and turned to look at Zhou Tong beside him and asked.

"There is no deep meaning. It's just that I have a nickname, Master Baihua, so I got the name from it." Zhou Tong said with a laugh.

"Master Baihua, Brother Zhou's name is indeed special." Mo Juren also smiled and did not ask any more questions. He then followed the other party into the temple.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at the main hall in the center. After sitting opposite each other, Mo Juren straightened his expression and began to talk about business.

"As for the matter of the Holy Son, the introduction before was a bit vague. I happen to be free today. Can Brother Zhou tell me more about it in detail? In addition, I also know very little about the Tianxiang Sect. Can you tell me in detail?"

"So that's the matter. Even if Brother Mo didn't mention it, I would have solved it for you." Zhou Tong's eyes flickered, and then he smiled. After a little thought, he continued,

"Let me first talk about our sect. To be honest, I am just a small deacon. I have only been a member of the Tianxiang Sect for a few decades, so I don't know much.

The origin of this sect is very mysterious. No one knows who the founder is. Even the current leader is elusive. Even the captain is completely unaware of the situation.

According to rumors, even the many elders are not qualified to see the true body of the leader. Only the four great messengers can really contact the leader. The operation of the entire Tianxiang Sect and the leader's orders are all responsible for and conveyed by the four great messengers. "

"It's so mysterious!" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised.

"Yes! It is indeed very mysterious. Moreover, in the entire Xuanwu Realm, the existence of the Tianxiang Sect is also extremely low-key. It is in a semi-hidden state. Few people outside know about it." Zhou Tong nodded in agreement and continued,

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"As for the so-called Holy Son, it's not complicated. This matter has been passed down in our sect for a long time, and it was an order issued by the Lord of the Sect himself. According to rumors in the sect, the purpose of doing this is to train a reserve envoy."

"Preparatory envoy?" Mo Juren was stunned. According to what the two people said before, the four envoys were all in the Void Refinement Stage. He was just an ordinary mortal in name. There was a huge gap between him and the Void Refinement Stage cultivators.

“I know what you are worried about, Brother Mo. Actually, there is no need to worry. Even if you are just a mortal body cultivator, as long as you show enough excellence, you will most likely receive great training from the leader, and you may not be unable to obtain spiritual roots by then.

Once one has achieved success in cultivation, there is a great hope that he will become the successor to the new messenger.

Of course, there is also the possibility of failure. After all, the opportunity to generate spiritual roots is hard to come by in the entire spiritual world, and not all saints are qualified to obtain it.

But even so, as the Son of God, his status in the religion is not low at all, and for a mortal body cultivator, it is already a great achievement. "Zhou Tong smiled slightly and explained again.

"So that's how it is." Mo Juren suddenly showed a look of realization and looked very excited, but deep down he was full of doubts. What the other party said sounded nice, but the truth was unknown.

Suddenly, Zhou Tong slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a ray of light shot out and then landed on the table between the two of them.

It was actually a long sword, silver-white in color, two inches wide and about three feet long. The surface was covered with dense and complex spiritual patterns, faintly forming a dragon pattern.

"This is..." Mo Juren looked slightly surprised, but something suddenly occurred to him. Sure enough, the next moment, Zhou Tong took the initiative to introduce it.

"This is the Silver Dragon Sword, a top-grade spiritual tool that I got by chance in the past. I don't need it, but since Brother Mo has become the Holy Son of our sect, I will give you this sword as a meeting gift, which is also a token of my appreciation."

"This is too expensive..." Mo Juren directly put on an "overwhelmed" look and refused repeatedly, but his eyes never left the silver sword, and it was obvious that he was extremely "moved".

This scene naturally fell into Zhou Tong's eyes, and he was secretly happy in his heart. It turned out that Seventh Aunt was meticulous and knew what could really impress the other party.

As for the Silver Dragon Sword, as a top-grade spiritual tool, it was naturally not something that a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage could obtain. Instead, it came from the hands of Seventh Aunt and was left to him specifically to win over the other party.

"It's just a spiritual tool that I don't need. Brother Mo, you don't need to take it to heart. Besides, you and I are brothers now, and it would be a bit awkward to refuse." Putting away his thoughts, Zhou Tong frowned instantly, and pushed the sword forward directly, as if he would be angry if he didn't accept it.

"Well... well, since it is Brother Zhou's kindness, I will not refuse it." Mo Juren hesitated for a moment again, and then he did not continue to refuse and took the sword in his hand.

Of course, it would be a good thing if you don't take something for free. As for the origin of the Silver Dragon Sword and the other party's purpose, he didn't care at all.

He had been curious about spiritual tools for a long time, and now was a good opportunity to study them. Moreover, this thing could be of use to him at the moment.

"That's right." Zhou Tong laughed and continued,
"This sword is of top quality among spiritual tools. With Brother Mo's fifth-level Vajra Sutra, it can rival a strong man at the Jindan level."

"Brother Zhou, you are too kind. I don't have that kind of confidence." Mo Juren shook his head slightly. It is true that those who have reached the fifth level of Vajra Sutra can theoretically rival those in the Jindan stage, but it is only theory. In actual combat, it is two different things.

After all, for cultivators, the shortcomings of mortal body cultivators are too obvious, and they can only gain a certain advantage in close combat.

Besides, his situation was special, and his cultivation of the Ming Wang Jue had not yet reached the fifth level. He was just saying that deliberately.

"Others may not be able to do it, but Brother Mo will definitely be able to do it." Zhou Tong shook his head slightly and said,

"Of course this is not the point. The key is the Saint Son Competition in thirty years. With Brother Mo's current strength, he is already ranked among the top ten among the Saint Sons. I believe that as long as we respond properly, we are very likely to win in the end."

"Ranked in the top ten, are you kidding me, Brother Zhou?" Mo Juren looked slightly surprised and continued to ask,
"Among the many saints, there should also be cultivators. Under the circumstances of being on guard, a body cultivator like Mo has suffered too much loss. How can he be ranked in the top ten?"

"It is true that there are cultivators, but the ones with the highest cultivation are all below the Nascent Soul stage. It does not have much impact on you, brother. You attacked Seventh Aunt before, that is, Protector Zhou. The situation at that time is still vivid in my mind. How can this be compared to that of an ordinary mortal body cultivator?" Zhou Yi said with a meaningful smile.

"It was just luck." Mo Juren said modestly, but Zhou Tong obviously didn't believe it.

"There is no luck in this world. Seventh Aunt is a genuine late Jindan strongman. Her strength has always been among the best among the cultivators of the same level. But she was defeated so cleanly in front of my brother. This is not something that can be explained by luck.

There is no need to be modest, brother. I know your strength, and Seventh Aunt knows it even better. That is why, in the thirty years before the big competition, the two of us will do our best to help you.

During this period, in addition to the resources provided by the branch, if you need anything else, feel free to ask. As long as we can, the two of us, and even the Zhou family behind us, will not refuse."

Having said that, Mo Juren couldn't continue to refute anything and could only nod slightly in agreement with the other party.

However, he did not feel too grateful in his heart. Instead, he became more alert. In order to train him, the other party was willing to pay such a high price. It couldn't be charity, right? (End of this chapter)