Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Jin Jingcheng, inside the imperial palace.

At this time, in a side hall, more than ten male and female monks in different costumes were gathering together, including Taoist nuns, monks and Confucian students.

These people all have cultivation levels above the Nascent Soul stage. One of the square-faced monks and the other old woman holding a golden crutch are in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

In a corner somewhere, Ye Yunge was also on the list, but compared to the others, she obviously didn't want to be too high-profile and had been quietly listening to the incessant discussions of the people present.

In the entire Great Jin Immortal World, being called the first family of the Ye family is not just flattering, but actually has such strength.

In addition to the dozen or so Yuanying stage monks present, there is also a great elder who is in the late stage of Yuanying stage. As for the juniors below the Yuanying stage, there are also many talented people.

In theory, such a powerful family with endless potential should live a prosperous life, but unfortunately, the Ye family is a royal family and a puppet elected by both good and evil to maintain their rule. They have too many shackles on them.

No matter the righteous path or the demonic path, they do not want the royal family to grow. Once they find any signs of their rise, they will immediately take action secretly.

Over the years, countless members of the Ye family have died inexplicably, and every one of them is a gifted being. It is self-evident who the murderer is.

Unfortunately, facing the powerful forces of good and evil, the Ye family could only choose to swallow their anger.

"What! Uncle Qi is still alive!" But at this moment, the square-faced monk suddenly looked at a Taoist priest with white beard and hair, and exclaimed in disbelief,

"I witnessed the death of my seventh uncle three hundred years ago. How could I still be alive? Are you sure you read that correctly?"

"How dare I talk nonsense about this kind of thing?" The Taoist priest smiled helplessly. Seeing the eyes of everyone around him, he quickly explained,

"Uncle Qi has a strange appearance. I can't be wrong about this alone. Besides, even if he is fake, there will be nothing wrong with his natal magic weapon, the Cold Moon Blade, right?"

"Second brother, there is no need to worry. When Uncle Qi shows up later, won't it be clear at a glance whether it is true or false? With so many pairs of eyes, we can't see it wrong, right? If it is true, then it is best. If it is false, , If the other party dares to come in, then even a strong person in the late Yuanying stage will not be able to escape intact." The old woman in the middle stage of Yuanying chuckled, but there was a hint of coldness in her cloudy eyes.

"I hope it's true. After all, this operation is of great importance. With a powerful help like Uncle Qi, the chance of final success will be greatly improved." The square-faced monk sighed, but said no more.

After waiting for a full hour, when a few bells rang faintly in the distance, a figure suddenly appeared at the door. Then he took a light step, and the person appeared strangely in the center of the hall.

The appearance of the person who came here was not ordinary weird. His eyebrows were scorched and his eyes were small. However, his head was extremely large. It was nearly half the size of an ordinary person. The huge head was swaying on the slender neck. People have to worry about whether it will suddenly break off at some point.

With such a terrifying appearance, everyone in the Ye family had a different mood in their eyes, and they all stood up with shocked faces.

"Are you really the seventh uncle?" The square-faced monk took a deep breath and asked cautiously.

"Hey, second boy, you haven't seen me for hundreds of years, and you don't even recognize me? But it's no wonder. It's really unbelievable that I came back from the dead. Let's take a look at the sound transmission jade slip of the third boy first. After reading it, you can Got it." The big-headed weirdo laughed and threw a green jade slip over.

Seeing this, the square-faced monk did not dare to hesitate. After taking the jade slip, he immediately inserted a ray of spiritual consciousness to examine it.

After just a moment, when he came to his senses again, the original doubts on his face had long disappeared, replaced by great surprise, and he immediately saluted respectfully:

"It turns out that Uncle Seventh's death was a deliberate arrangement made by the previous elder in order to deceive both good and evil. My nephew was rude just now. I hope you won't be offended."

"You can be so cautious. It's too late for me to be happy. How can you blame me?" The big-headed weirdo waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

Soon after, the rest of the people also inspected the jade slips one after another, understood the cause and effect, and stepped forward to salute respectfully like the square-faced old man.

Naturally, the big-headed weirdo refused to refuse anyone who came. With a smile on his face, he signaled that no one needed to be polite, and then he walked directly to the main seat and sat down without any ceremony.

"The third brother mentioned on the jade slip that the seventh uncle had advanced to the late stage of Nascent Soul two hundred years ago, but is it true?" But at this moment, the old woman suddenly felt something in her heart and asked respectfully.

"Indeed." The big-headed weirdo nodded.

“The reason why those major sects took action against me back then was because they felt that I was likely to advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, which they did not allow, so they did not hesitate to secretly set traps to attack me.

After I escaped the disaster according to the arrangements within the clan, I finally lived up to everyone's hopes and succeeded in advancing to the next level two hundred years ago.

Originally, according to the instructions of the previous great elder, I would not meet you unless the life and death of the Ye family was at stake. However, the third boy who was the only one who knew my identity not long ago suddenly found me and told me about your plan.

It is related to the rise and fall of the Ye family. After much consideration, I decided to show up to help you..."

"That's it." The square-faced monk nodded excitedly.

"With the help of my seventh uncle, plus my third brother, we have two great monks in charge of this operation, plus the monks from the clan gathered here, as well as some elders from outside the clan that we have tried our best to recruit over the years, so many The strength is enough to compete with any of the ten major sects of good and evil."

"Having said that, you still can't be careless. Whether the Ye family can completely get rid of the control of good and evil depends on this, and there must be no mistakes.

Just go ahead and do it, I am only responsible for contributing and will not interfere with your plans. "The big-headed weirdo stated his attitude directly, but did not forget to remind him again.

Having said this, everyone present also showed joy, and then continued to discuss some specific arrangements and so on.

In the corner, Ye Yunge was also very happy, but he couldn't help but think of his own situation, and his originally ups and downs calmed down instantly.

As a child of the Ye family, I naturally hope that the family can seize this opportunity to rise completely, but when I think about it, whether it succeeds or not, it seems that it has little to do with me.

She is not feeling depressed. After all, being able to follow a person with unlimited potential like Mo Juren will be more beneficial to her future growth.

Just thinking about saying goodbye to my family and those closest to me from now on makes me feel a little bit reluctant.

The discussion in the hall soon ended, and everyone left. Ye Yunge, who returned to his residence, immediately turned over his hands and took out a palm-sized bronze token.

Without any hesitation, he immediately activated it and started transmitting messages.

……

At the same time, Shanxi Fang City.

Lin Yinping entered a private room in a certain restaurant with a look of joy on his face.

Seeing the two people sitting opposite each other enjoying tea in the hall, they immediately bowed slightly and said:

"The two elders have found the traces of those two people!"

Hearing this, Master Xu Xian also looked happy, but Hu Guang, who was opposite him, felt tight in his heart, and then asked calmly:

"Where?" "Southern Xinjiang!" Lin Yinping gave the answer directly, and then said,

"Thanks to the help of Fellow Daoist Xiao this time, we were able to discover the traces of those two people so quickly by borrowing the intelligence power of Tiansheng Sect."

"It's not surprising that he is the head of the top ten saints of Confucianism. He has such influence." Master Xu Xian laughed, but the conversation suddenly changed,

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Madam Ziyun for her willingness to help this time. Being able to connect with a top sect of the right path like Tiansheng Sect will be of great benefit to this clan.

The only pity is that Mrs. Ziyun's knot in her heart has not dissipated, and she is not willing to have too much contact with me. Otherwise, she could test the attitude of fellow Taoist Hanshan. "

"Auntie..." Lin Yinping couldn't help but sigh when mentioning Mrs. Ziyun.

"The key to this matter is not my aunt, but Grandpa Jianzun. As long as he doesn't let go for a day, it will be absolutely impossible for him to return to his clan."

"It's also me who is overthinking it." Master Xu Xian immediately reacted and also let out a long sigh. How could he not understand that with Hanshan Sword Master's current strength and status in the world of immortal cultivation in the Jin Dynasty, even if he really puts aside his past grievances, he may not be willing to return to the grassland.

"Okay, let's not dwell on this matter anymore. Let's talk about the next arrangements. What do you think?" Hu Guang interrupted the dull topic and talked about business again.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao has not determined the specific location of the two people. He only knows that they are in Nanjiang County at the moment. It would be a mistake to miss them. I propose to set off immediately and go directly to Nanjiang to search." After putting away his thoughts, Lin Yinping took the lead in giving suggestions. .

"I have no problem. Brother Hu, where are you?" Master Xu Xian nodded and looked across again.

"I... of course have no problem." What else Hu Guang could say was to express his agreement.

The plan had been decided, but at this moment, Lin Yinping suddenly thought of something and said again,

"There is another thing that I find strange. For some reason, I always feel that Fellow Daoist Xiao seems to have some hatred for the monk surnamed Mo. He even plans to go to southern Xinjiang with me this time."

"Hate!" Hu Guang's arm holding the tea bowl stopped immediately, and something strange flashed in his eyes. Not to mention why it was like this, Daoist Xiao Daoyou dared to hate Mo Juren because he despised the way he lived. How long?

Master Xu Xian didn’t think much and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Xiao is not only strong in his own right, but also with the Tiansheng Sect standing behind him. If he is willing to follow us, that would be great."

"That's what I think too. Since the two elders have no objections, let's make preparations and we'll set off immediately."

"can!"

……

At the border between southern Xinjiang and a certain state, a smiling old man was using his light body technique to rush on his way, while talking eloquently with several monks in the Qi Refining Stage.

The old man's eloquence was obviously very good, and his imaginative explanation made these young people, who were traveling for the first time, all beam with joy.

This person is naturally Xiang Zhili. He used to live in seclusion at Tianfumen on the southeast coast, but now he has come directly to Nanjiang County. He has obviously noticed something.

Mo Juren knew very well that although the Ye family's actions were secretive, as one of the top beings in this world, how could Xiang Zhili know nothing?

It's not just Xiang Zhili, many big forces are feeling it. Especially in recent times, the seemingly calm surface of the entire Great Jin Xiu Immortal World is actually turbulent undercurrents.

Some of the big forces have already traced the Ye family, but they are still in the suspicion stage due to lack of evidence. But even so, there are still some high-level leaders of the major factions who have begun to take action.

For a time, the entire Dajin looked like a storm was about to come.

Mo Juren had already expected such changes, and of course he would not take them to heart.

At this moment, he was groping for the summons token in his hand, and he felt infinite emotion in his heart. It was a bit too radical for the Ye family to risk everything for so-called freedom.

If there is a slight mistake, the whole family will fall into a catastrophe, and in the original fate line, this is the ending for the other party.

Of course, Mo Juren just sighed in his heart, but had no intention of being a savior. In the end, everything the Ye family did was his own fault and he could not blame others.

Putting away his thoughts, he immediately put away the summons token. Only then did he notice Yin Yue's expression, which was obviously a little curious.

Yinyue naturally knew about Ye Yunge, but she didn't know what happened before entering the Pagoda Secret Realm and after that because she had been hiding in the Mustard Seed Space.

Mo Juren did not hesitate, and then briefly told the whole story.

After listening, an imperceptible strangeness flashed in Silver Moon's crystal eyes, and it took a long time before she asked again:

"So the Ye family's next plan is the legendary sacred mountain Kunwu? And you also plan to enter it?"

"That's right." Mo Juren did not notice the other party's abnormality and continued,

"As the number one sacred mountain in the past, the value of Kunwu Mountain is self-evident. Otherwise, the Ye family would not have gone to all the trouble to enter and explore it. Naturally, I cannot miss it either."

"Such sacred mountains certainly have many opportunities, but the dangers are also high. You... you have to be more careful." Yinyue reminded softly again, and then said no more.

Time passed slowly, and months passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, a long and extremely joyous roar suddenly came from the volcanic area of ​​the Silver Snake Mountains. The roar rose into the sky and spread to the sky.

A dazzling green rainbow shot out from the ground and hovered in mid-air in the blink of an eye. It was undoubtedly Han Li.

At this moment, he was holding an ancient feather fan that was only a few inches in size and divided into three colors: gold, silver and red. The surface was covered with densely packed unknown spells, layer after layer, and the three-color spiritual light continued to flow when it shook slightly.

This is naturally the Three Flame Fan. After nearly half a year of hard work, the Three Flame Fan was finally refined, and I felt very happy.

There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he immediately planned to test the power of this fan. Unexpectedly, as soon as the mana entered the inside of the feather fan, it immediately drained away like a flood.

This startled Han Li, and he quickly cut off the output of mana. When he looked at the feather fan again, a look of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face.

"How are you? Are you scared?" The voice of Lord Dayan sounded in my ears, obviously with a bit of ridicule,

"The ancient Tongtian Lingbao, even if it is just an imitation, is still very important. According to my estimation, your current strength is still a bit reluctant to use this fan, and you can't swing it a few times. If it were your master, you wouldn't have such worries ”

"How can I be as good as Master?" Han Li shook his head slightly, but he was not too frustrated. Theoretically, it would be difficult for him to drive this fan, but he has the ten thousand-year spiritual milk in his hand. As a result, the limitation of magic power It's not a problem anymore. (End of chapter)