Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 1135: The Demonic Sect and the Nine Saints Palace

There are three thousand great ways to achieve enlightenment, and all of them can lead to enlightenment. Therefore, for practitioners, as long as it suits them, they can choose to take different paths, but the ultimate goal is the same.

Not to mention those alien races, just talking about the human and demon races, there are many sects, such as Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, demons, monsters, etc., even including the way of ghost cultivation.

Among them, except for the ghost cultivation path which is relatively niche and cannot be ranked at all, the strength of other paths is not inferior at all.

The same is true for Confucianism and Taoism. There are countless forces in the three realms of the human race that belong to the Confucian and Taoist lineage, and the Nine Saints Palace located in the Tianyuan realm is undoubtedly the leader of all factions.

The origin of the Nine Saints Palace is very mysterious, and it can be traced back to the distant ancient times. At that time, it was already one of the many major sects. Although its inheritance has experienced some ups and downs, it has never been interrupted.

The reason why it can become the leader of Confucian and Taoist sects is not only because of its long heritage, but also because of its powerful strength. Each of the nine great saints in the sect has a cultivation level above the fusion realm.

Among them, the 'Sword Saint' is the most powerful, having broken through to the late stage of fusion many years ago. The rest of the saints are mostly in the middle stage.

Such strength is definitely among the top in the entire Fengyuan Continent.

Nanhua Province, located at the southern end of Tianyuan Territory, is a famous prosperous place. Whether in terms of area or population size, it ranks among the top three in the entire territory.

In a vast area somewhere in the eastern part of Nanhua Province, there exists a huge mountain range called the 'Pilgrimage Mountain Range', which is one of the most famous top sacred mountains in the cultivation world.

Such a holy place for cultivation is naturally not something that ordinary forces can occupy. There is only one sect inside it, which is the Nine Saints Palace, the leader of Confucianism and Taoism.

At this time, at the edge of the Pilgrimage Mountains, a small flying boat was floating in the air.

There were two figures standing on the deck, one in front and one behind. One of them was Mo Juren, and not far behind him was the disciple of the Nine Saints Palace who delivered the message that day.

Having received the message from the other party before, Mo Juren did not stay in the cave for too long. After understanding some of the situation, he took the other party with him and set off.

The distance between Tianyuan City and Nanhua Province is not short. If you just fly, you may not be able to get there in a year or two.

Fortunately, there is a direct teleportation array between the two places, so it didn’t take too long and we arrived here in just over half a month.

Of course, the Pilgrimage Mountains are millions of miles wide, and the Nine Saints Palace is located at the deepest part, so there is still some distance.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Mo Juren's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes suddenly looked behind him, only to see a giant flying boat that was completely black and hundreds of feet wide appearing at the end of the sky.

The entire flying boat was covered by a transparent light curtain, blocking all detection.

On the deck of the flying boat, there were more than a hundred figures standing, all of them holding sharp blades, wrapped in black robes, looking murderous.

"The Black Moon Divine Boat, the people from the Demon Transformation Sect have arrived." The moment they saw the huge black boat, the young man in Confucian clothing behind him suddenly changed his face and reminded them quickly.

"The Demon Transformation Sect?" Mo Juren's heart moved, and some information about this sect immediately emerged in his mind. After reading it, a strange look suddenly appeared on his face.

Although this sect has the word "魔" (demon) in its name, it is not a demonic sect, but a true Confucian and Taoist sect. Its headquarters is located in Tianling Realm, and its strength is extremely extraordinary, enough to rank among the top three in the entire Confucianism and Taoism.

However, unlike other Confucian and Taoist sects, the philosophy followed by the Huamo Sect is very extreme, emphasizing that "Confucianism is the highest among all the ways of heaven and earth", "only after all external demons are eliminated can one see the true self", etc.

It is precisely under the influence of these extreme concepts that the sect's style of doing things has become extremely domineering and cruel, which is in line with some major demonic sects.

"Are you scared?" Putting his thoughts away, Mo Juren looked at the young man with a smile on his face. After all, the other party was a disciple of the Nine Saints Palace, so it shouldn't be like this, right?

“Excuse me for making you laugh, Senior. The Demon Transformation Sect has always been overbearing and has no regard for rules. Even if you are a disciple of the Nine Saints Palace, once you anger them, it is hard to predict whether you will be good or bad.

This is not my random guess, but something that happened before. A disciple in the palace was killed by the fifth elder of the Demon Transformation Sect because he offended him. Although his life was not in danger, he was completely ruined. "The young man in Confucian clothes sighed and explained nervously.

"After something like this happened, how did the top leaders of the Nine Saints Palace deal with it?" Mo Juren's expression moved slightly. When beating a dog, you have to look at the owner. Unless you really can't afford to offend him, no sect would ignore such a blatant slap in the face, right?

“The fifth elder of the Demon Transformation Sect is a powerful master in the Fusion Realm, but my disciple is only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Things have already happened, what else can I do? In the end, I only received a pretty good compensation, but compared with the damage that disciple suffered, it is of no help at all.” The young man smiled helplessly.

"Sure enough, so domineering!" Mo Juren narrowed his eyes slightly, but he understood in his heart that the most fundamental rule in the cultivation world is that the strong are respected. There is no difference between the righteous path and the evil path.

The Nine Saints Palace practices Confucianism and Taoism, but that does not mean it practices "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness". Those are just a superficial cloak, and in essence it still follows the concept of the survival of the fittest.

One side is a great master in the fusion realm, while the other side is just a low-level disciple in the foundation-building period. It is self-evident what to choose.

While the two were talking, the 'Wu Yue Shen Zhou' had already come close, but unexpectedly, the other party actually stopped.

Mo Juren was a little surprised, but he didn't make any move. He just stood there calmly, waiting patiently for things to develop.

At this moment, on the deck of the giant ship in front, a gray light suddenly flashed, and then an old man in a gray robe and white hair emerged.

This person actually had the cultivation level of the late stage of Refining Void. His behavior revealed an undisguised arrogance, as if he had discovered something. At this moment, his pair of black eyes kept looking at Mo Juren.

After a long while, the grey-robed old man said with great interest:

"His cultivation is only at the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, but his spiritual awareness is as strong as that of the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. This is indeed rare. But what kind of cultivation method did he practice to enhance his spiritual awareness?"

"I have indeed practiced some similar secret techniques. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, senior." Mo Juren did not deliberately not answer. His expression and tone were very calm, without any trace of the cowardice of a high-level strong man.

"Interesting!" Upon seeing this scene, the gray-robed old man suddenly showed a look of surprise. The gap in cultivation was so huge, but he was still so neither humble nor arrogant. There were only two possibilities, either he was really proud and courageous, or he had a strong background.

"I wonder where you come from, young man? Could you tell me something?" Retracting his thoughts, the gray-robed old man asked again.

"No background, just a casual cultivator." Mo Juren shook his head slightly. "Casual cultivator?" The gray-robed old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze swept over the young man in Confucian clothes, and then said meaningfully,

"My friend, this is not very honest. I just asked casually, and I have no other intention. If you don't want to tell me, then that's fine. Why lie to me? Besides, if you are a casual cultivator, how can you possibly come to participate in the 'Confucianism and Taoism Competition'?"

"Every word I said is true, and I have no intention of deceiving you. As for this Confucianism and Taoism competition, I came here because of the invitation of a senior from the Nine Saints Palace."

"Ordinary casual cultivators have no chance of being invited by the Nine Saints Palace." The grey-robed old man shook his head slightly, but then changed the subject.

"Since you don't want to tell me, then forget it. However, I have a great opportunity here, which is just right for a cultivator with a strong spiritual consciousness like you. I wonder if you are interested?"

"I am unlucky and cannot afford this 'great opportunity'. You should look for someone else who is predestined to meet you." Mo Juren refused without any hesitation.

As soon as these words were spoken, the old man in gray robe was a little surprised.

I was actually rejected, and the rejection was so straightforward, as if I didn't want to have any entanglement with him.

"Don't be anxious, my friend. You should listen to what it is first. It won't be too late to make a decision later..." Having said this, the gray-robed old man suddenly shut up and used the method of voice transmission.

This time Mo Juren did not refuse, but listened patiently.

At first, he did not take it seriously, but after hearing the content, his expression suddenly became extremely shocked.

The old man in gray robe actually wanted him to become the protector of a cultivator of the same level, and wait for him to go to a certain place ten years later, where he would enter an ancient secret realm to explore opportunities.

Hearing this request, Mo Juren was stunned. Why did this sound so familiar? It seemed exactly the same as what Xiao Yunhuang had invited him to do before!

Could it be that the strange monk mentioned by the gray-robed old man is also a disciple of one of the seven ancient clans? What is the relationship between the two parties?

Of course, none of this matters. The key point is that I had already promised Xiao Yunhuang, so it is naturally impossible for me to promise someone else.

"Please forgive me, senior. I happen to have important things to deal with after the ten years you mentioned, so I really am powerless!" Mo Juren sighed, looking helpless.

"Something happened? What a coincidence?" The gray-robed old man was stunned. He didn't even say what the reward would be for completing this matter. He just refused without hesitation. It was really unexpected.

"It is indeed a coincidence. Please forgive me, senior." Mo Juren nodded without explaining anything.

"If you agree to this, you will be handsomely rewarded later. Are you sure you don't want to listen first?" The gray-robed old man was still a little unwilling and reminded again. Unexpectedly, Mo Juren still did not hesitate at all and chose to refuse directly.

For a moment, both sides fell silent. Mo Juren remained calm, but the old man in gray robe was full of doubts. After all, the choice made by the former was really incomprehensible to him.

After a long while, he finally smiled helplessly:

"Well, then, I won't force you! Besides, we are about to reach the Nine Saints Palace, how about you go with us?"

"Then I will respectfully obey your command." Mo Juren also smiled. He had offended the other party just now, but now that it was such a trivial matter, there was naturally no need to do that.

However, the brief exchange just now made him feel a little doubtful. The gray-robed old man's words and actions seemed normal. He didn't seem to be as domineering as the young man described.

Or is it because you need a favor from someone that you are being so polite?

Soon the two flying boats set off together, one after the other, heading straight for the deepest part of the mountains.

A distance of a million miles naturally takes some time to travel. After about a few days, the two sides finally arrived at an area somewhere in the center of the mountains.

At this time, Mo Juren had already put away the flying boat, and then looked into the distance. He saw a vast area in front of him that seemed to have no end, and it was suddenly covered by a huge layer of light.

It's easy to tell that this should be the gate of the Nine Saints Palace. Who would have thought it would be so big? And that huge light shield was obviously formed by the formation.

The power of this mountain gate formation is self-evident. Not to mention other aspects, just the shielding of spiritual consciousness is enough to shock people. At least Mo Juren can't see through it at all.

At this time, he did not do anything, but waited patiently with the young man in Confucian clothes.

At the same time, on the deck of the giant ship next to him, the gray-robed old man appeared again, then raised his arm and shot a ray of light directly into the formation.

In just a blink of an eye, a certain part of the light curtain in front suddenly flashed with light, and then it seemed as if it was cut open by a sharp blade, revealing an extremely wide passage.

Both sides did not hesitate and flew towards the passage immediately.

When he entered, the scene that came into view immediately made Mo Juren's eyes light up.

Not to mention other aspects, just the concentration of spiritual energy is shocking. Even the spiritual land he chose in Tianyuan City is still quite different from here.

There are many mountains and palaces, most of which are built on the top of the mountains, but some of them are suspended in the air.

Between the countless palaces, various colored spiritual lights were flying around, so many that it was dizzying.

As the number one sect of Confucianism and Taoism, the Nine Saints Palace has a huge number of disciples. What we can see now is only a part of the area, but even these are already very impressive.

Withdrawing his gaze, Mo Juren did not delay any longer. He immediately said goodbye to the old man in gray robe, and then, led by the young man in Confucian clothes, flew very quickly in a certain direction.

"Interesting!" Looking at the two people's gradually receding backs, the gray-robed old man stroked his gray beard and muttered meaningfully to himself, and he even had the idea of ​​investigating the other party in his heart.

At this moment, a beam of light came flying at a high speed from a farther direction and soon stopped nearby.

When the light faded, a stern-looking middle-aged man appeared. He was dressed in a green Confucian robe and his manners gave people a gentle and elegant feeling.

"I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be Brother Huo. Long time no see!" The moment he saw the elegant man, the old man in gray robe burst into laughter. It was obvious that both parties were very familiar with each other.

"Yes, it's been a long time since I last saw you." The elegant man nodded slightly, and suddenly said with some emotion,

"Speaking of which, the last time we met was more than a hundred years ago when we went to the wilderness to carry out a mission together. I didn't expect that such a long time has passed without me noticing."