Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 1136 Meeting

"If my feeling is correct, Brother Liu should have come here with others just now. I wonder where they are from?" After the greetings, the elegant man suddenly looked in a certain direction and then asked.

"I thought you didn't notice it." The gray-robed old man nodded.

"There is indeed a fellow in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, but we just happened to meet him when we entered the mountain range. According to him, he was invited by a fellow Taoist from your sect to attend the event. As for who the other party is, I don't know."

"A cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage has received an invitation?" Upon hearing this, the elegant man narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It seems that this young friend is not simple. Ordinary cultivators do not have such qualifications. And the ones who can send out invitations to let some of his disciples come to watch the competition are also elders above the Void Refining Realm. Could it be that this is done by a senior brother or sister in the palace?"

"It's possible. After all, the conference is approaching and some people will have some ideas." The gray-robed old man laughed and continued,

"Besides, there is no need for us to make random guesses now. Once the competition starts in a few days, everything will be clear."

"That's true!" The elegant man immediately reacted, then changed the subject and said with a smile,

"This is not the place to talk. Come with me and settle down first. We can find a place to continue chatting later."

"Thank you for your work..."

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On the other side, Mo Juren, led by a young man in Confucian robes, was flying at high speed, passing through the noisy core areas and gradually entering a sparsely populated mountain range.

This place is located in the western area of ​​the Nine Saints Palace. Although the number of monks has decreased significantly, the concentration of spiritual energy in the surroundings is constantly increasing.

After a little thought, he understood roughly that this should be the source of the underground spiritual veins of the Nine Saints Palace. It is the top-level treasure land for cultivation. Ordinary disciples are naturally not qualified to occupy it.

Of course, despite this guess in his mind, he did not release his spiritual sense to investigate.

The reason is very simple. As the source of the Nine Saints Palace's spiritual veins, those who can open up a cave here must be above the Refinement Realm, or even the Fusion Realm.

How could he easily provoke such a strong man? What if he met a domineering person who noticed his investigation and came out to "call for punishment"?

Although I have the support of Senior Qinghua, I don't need to worry about my life being in danger, but as the saying goes, less trouble is better, so it is better to be down-to-earth.

Things turned out just as he had thought. In the vast mountains below, there were many caves, inhabited by high-level cultivators above the Void Refinement Realm.

Naturally, his arrival had already been noticed, and everyone's interest was aroused.

The reason was very simple. The young man in Confucian clothes who was in charge of leading the way was none other than a deacon disciple of the 'Samsara Peak' who was currently in the limelight, and the master of the Samsara Peak was none other than the Qinghua Saint.

If the inference is correct, this person was most likely "invited" by the Qinghua Saint.

This cannot but make people curious, especially for beings like them, who can clearly feel the magical properties of a person's body and are obviously not disciples of Confucianism. So what is their relationship with the Qinghua Sage?

Could it be a relative? Or something else?

Moreover, this person is also very extraordinary. Although he has only reached the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, his spiritual awareness is extremely strong, and those disciples in the palace who are at the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm cannot compare to him.

The significance of a strong spiritual consciousness is self-evident. It is of great benefit whether in fighting against the enemy or in one's own cultivation.

Just as these high-level beings of the Nine Saints Palace were thinking rapidly, Mo Juren had already arrived at the destination under the guidance of the young man in Confucian robes, and stopped his escape light.

Looking far ahead, one can see a super huge peak towering in front of one's sight, which is ten thousand feet high. The surrounding area is also surrounded by nine sub-peaks, which are also several thousand feet high.

What is more peculiar is that although the surfaces of these mountains appear to be sparsely green, that is all. Apart from that, there is nothing special about them. Even the concentration of spiritual energy contained in them is very ordinary, even inferior to that of the surrounding areas.

But Mo Juren could guess without even thinking about it that this must be an illusion.

This area should be arranged with some kind of powerful formation, but the formation is too mysterious and the level is too high, so he can't detect it at all.

"This is the Samsara Peak, where the Qinghua Saint's cave is located. Outside, there is a 'Nine Ruins Samsara Formation' arranged with nine sub-peaks as the formation base.

This formation is a true ancient secret formation, which is rarely seen in today's cultivation world. Its power is self-evident, and there are not many formations of the same type that can compare with it..." The young man in Confucian clothing explained proudly.

"Nine Ruins Samsara Formation?" Mo Juren was slightly surprised. This was the first time he had heard of this formation, so naturally he didn't understand it very well. But since it was created by Senior Qinghua, it must be extraordinary.

While introducing himself, the young man in Confucian robes took out a palm-sized token, then shook it slightly in front of him, and suddenly a ray of light shot out.

The next moment, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in the void, and as the spiritual light sank in, a passage about ten feet long and wide was directly opened up.

"Senior, please follow me."

After putting away the token, the young man bowed respectfully again, and then flew into the passage first. Mo Juren naturally did not hesitate and flew into the passage right after him.

In just a moment, the two of them passed through the passage, and the view in front of them suddenly became clear.

Different from the desolate scene seen from the outside, what comes into view at this moment is a scene full of vitality, with mountains all lush and green, and birds singing and flowers blooming.

Not to mention the concentration of spiritual energy, it is completely different from the outside. Being in it, you just feel refreshed.

The only thing that surprised Mo Juren was that there were not many cultivators here. Including the main peak and the nine sub-peaks around it, there were only about a hundred people who could be seen and sensed.

"The saint has a low-key personality, so there are not many subordinates in Samsara Peak, but the treatment we have is far beyond the comparison of other peaks. If someone has good qualifications, there is even a chance to be accepted as a registered disciple by the saint and get the opportunity to study in Wenshan Academy..." The young man seemed to have expected it, so he continued to explain the situation in the cave, especially when he mentioned the registered disciples, his face was full of excitement.

Without waiting for Mo Juren to ask, the other party took the initiative to tell him that it turned out that his only sister was such a lucky person. She was originally just a maid in the Samsara Peak, but suddenly awakened an extraordinary talent one day, so she was directly accepted as a registered disciple, and there was even a possibility that she would become a personal disciple in the future.

It was precisely because of this relationship that the boy's status in the cave suddenly changed. "I see, congratulations, young friend!" Mo Juren joked with a smile, and upon hearing this, the boy suddenly became a little shy.

"My sister is really good. I am not. I only have three spiritual roots and my talent in Confucianism and Taoism is also very poor."

"Three spiritual roots are not bad. Besides, you don't have to follow the Confucianism or Taoism path. Other paths are equally good. With your sister's help, as long as you have enough resources, you can also achieve extraordinary achievements in the future." Mo Juren smiled and encouraged a few words, then he flipped his palm and a jade bottle emerged.

"Here are some medicinal pills that can be used by cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage. I'll give them to you as a token of my gratitude for your hard work."

"This... this is too valuable, I can't accept it..." The young man really didn't expect that the person in front of him would give him the elixir just after he told him about his own situation. It was really unexpected.

You have to know that this was the first time the two parties met and they had no friendship at all. He was given such a valuable item directly, which made him feel good about it, but also nervous.

"These pills were obtained by me by chance, and I have no use for them. I was planning to sell them directly. But now that I have met you, I will give them to you. Just keep them and there is no need to refuse." Mo Juren chuckled and then forced the jade bottle into the other party's hand.

Given his personality, it was impossible for him to let a junior work in vain. He had been planning to express his gratitude, and now that he heard that the other party's sister might become Senior Qinghua's direct disciple, it was even more necessary for him to make friends with her.

They are just some small favors, nothing insignificant.

Maybe it's of no use right now, but who can say for sure about such things?

"Well...thank you very much, senior!" Seeing that he couldn't refuse, and he was really tempted, the boy finally chose to accept it.

You have to know that the person in front of him is a genuine senior in the Spirit Transformation Stage, and the elixir he gave her could definitely not be simple. Thinking of this, he became more and more expectant.

Of course, it was impossible to check it right now, so he just put it away and then flew to the top of the main peak in the center with the opponent.

At this time, at the top of Samsara Peak, among a group of palaces, Saint Qinghua was sitting in the main hall, and not far below him, there were two figures.

One old and one young, the former has a head full of white hair and is wearing a simple Confucian robe.

The latter looked like a young girl, wearing a white snow-white dress, with a pretty appearance and a quiet temperament. At this moment, she was holding a slightly yellowed book in her hand, sitting beside it and reading quietly.

Seeing how focused the girl was, the old man naturally liked her more and more.

On the contrary, the Qinghua Saint who was sitting in the main seat had an "unhappy" look on his face at the moment, secretly cursing that the old guy was really lucky, but the Lingyue Sect did have a successor.

Just as he was about to continue speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He then looked outside the hall and said with a laugh:

"It's just what I said. We were just talking about Mo kid, but I didn't expect him to arrive so soon."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the old man was immediately surprised, but he was just curious and did not respond. On the contrary, the girl next to him, who was originally immersed in reading, completely lost the calmness on her face, and was replaced by excitement.

The next moment, the girl actually stood up, then turned into a beam of white light and shot out, disappearing into the palace in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, the old man was stunned for a moment. Although he had long known that this man and Miaoyin had a special relationship, he did not expect it to be so deep?

At least he, as his master, was far from being able to compare to her. He even had a premonition that if he had a conflict with this kid named Mo, the girl would most likely stand on the other side.

When he thought of this, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart, as if this was his most beloved baby, but the ownership of the baby did not belong to him.

In contrast to the old man, the Qinghua Saint sitting on the main seat at this moment had a look of 'gloating' on his face.

So what if he was lucky enough to have a talented disciple? Even if he inherited the Lingyue Sect in the future, it would probably just be a favor to others.

When he thought of this, he instantly felt balanced. Seeing the familiar figure that had appeared at the entrance of the hall, he said with a half-smile:

“As far as I know, it was Young Master Mo who personally sent Miaoyin to Lingyue Academy to check her qualifications, and only then did she have the opportunity to enter Lingyue Sect and was accepted as a direct disciple by Daoist Fellow.

Therefore, Mr. Mo has made an invaluable contribution. As Miaoyin's master, Brother Yan can't just pretend not to see it, right? You have to show some appreciation, right?"

"Well... of course it's my duty!" The old man obviously noticed the figure at the door and smiled awkwardly, but his eyes were full of speechlessness when he looked at the Qinghua Saint sitting in the main seat.

This guy clearly did it on purpose. He saw through everything but still insisted on saying this. He was just trying to make fun of him.

But he couldn't say anything, and he didn't dare to say anything. He didn't care about the man named Mo, but if he made his little disciple angry, it would be troublesome!

Looking at the door again, the young apprentice was now holding the arm of a middle-aged man affectionately, like a child, with a bright smile on his little face.

You have to know that during all these years in Lingyue Sect, he has always been serious and cautious in his words and deeds. He spends most of his time in hard practice and rarely socializes.

Now, facing the man named Mo, his attitude has completely changed.

At this moment, he felt somewhat relieved. What was certain was that this person's importance in his young disciple's heart was irreplaceable, no one else could.

Since this was the case, he simply stopped dwelling on it. Instead, he thought about the matter from a different angle.

According to old friend Qinghua, this person is also extremely talented and has unlimited achievements in the future. The young disciple has such a close relationship with him, so if he has the opportunity to take charge of Lingyue Sect in the future, he will be a great help.

Thinking in this way, I suddenly felt enlightened. Looking at the intimate behavior of the two again, I was no longer "jealous". Instead, I felt happy to see it happen.

Mo Juren didn't know that in just a moment, a drastic change had taken place in the old man in front of him.

Of course he didn't care. He slowly walked up and bowed respectfully to the Qinghua Saint who was sitting on the main seat. Then he also bowed to the old man beside him.

After all, the other party is the leader of a sect and has the cultivation level of the fusion realm. As a junior, he naturally has to observe the obvious etiquette.