Mortals: Take Mo Juren at the start

Chapter 880: Mustard Seed Pearl and Hellfire

When he saw the two women, Sect Master Fang's heart suddenly moved and he remembered another thing.

The information obtained previously mentioned that behind Mo Juren there was a mysterious powerful man who was suspected to be on par with the Saint Ancestor of the Demon Realm. It was because of this person's ability to turn the tide that the incident in Kunwu Mountain was averted.

If he remembered correctly, the mysterious strong person was a woman.

  Could it be one of the two women in front of him?

When he thought of this, his attitude became even more respectful.

After greeting each other, he did not delay and waved his arm lightly. Suddenly, rays of light flew out, which turned out to be the Ghost Banners.

It is worthy of being the treasure of the Yinluo Sect. The moment the fifteen small banners appeared, terrifying spiritual pressure instantly filled the entire hall. And at this moment, invisible force appeared out of nowhere, and it turned out that the defensive formation in the hall was triggered.

In just a moment, the huge spiritual pressure was suppressed by the power of the formation.

Seeing this scene, several elders of Yinluo Sect, including Sect Master Fang, were startled.

Although the fifteen Ghost Banners were not an active attack but merely their own spiritual pressure, their power was definitely not small. The formation in the hall was able to suppress it so easily, which showed its extraordinary power.

“All the Ghost Luo Banners are here, but there are more than 10 million souls in them. The number is too large, and our sect does not have the equipment to store them. How to collect them will trouble Daoist Mo to help.

There is another point. When you collect the souls, can you keep at least 10%? It is not that Fang regrets it, but the Ghost Luo Banner is special. Once all the souls are taken away, it will cause great damage to its origin. "Master Fang briefly explained and made an unusually sincere request.

"Leave 10%?" Mo Juren paused. With so many souls, 10% would be more than a million, which was not a small number. However, since the other party made such a sincere request, he could not refuse.

Since you don't intend to break up, it's better to leave some room for maneuver.

Thinking of this, he immediately nodded in agreement.

As for what the other party had mentioned, how to collect the living souls, he had no way to do that. After all, the Yuan Swallowing Gourd had just completed its evolution not long ago, and it would take some time to consolidate its origin. It was not convenient to start the large formation to swallow again for the time being.

Of course, he had already consulted Fairy Xuanming about this matter. The other party said that it was not a problem, but she could take action, but she needed to agree to a condition.

Well, it’s not a difficult matter. He just needs to stop hiding the top-grade spiritual tea when he gets it in the future and should honor her first.

Mo Juren naturally understood that the other party was just trying to find a way out, but it also showed that the last time he hid the "Sky Cloud Needle", he left a bad impression on the other party, so of course he had to take this opportunity to give him a small "punishment".

"I will trouble you next."

"Don't forget what you promised me." Fairy Xuanming glanced at the other party with a smile, then turned to look forward. Without any other movement, she just gently waved towards the fifteen Ghost Luo Banners floating in the air.

An incredible scene appeared. All the small flags seemed to be suddenly bound by some invisible force. They all trembled slightly. Then, faint lights shot out with endless sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling, and gathered towards her palm.

Sect Master Fang and others were dumbfounded upon seeing this. They were originally curious about what kind of instrument the other party would use to collect these tens of millions of souls. After all, such a large number could not be collected by ordinary treasures.

However, he never expected that the other party did not use any magic weapon at all, and there was not even a trace of magic power fluctuation, and directly absorbed these endless souls into the palm of his hand.

That was a living soul! And it was specially refined, extremely evil, and possessed a strong ability to cause damage. Moreover, such a large amount fell into the opponent's palm like a drop in the ocean, and there was no sign of it being unable to support itself.

What a terrible method is this?

At this time, Sect Master Fang became more and more certain of his previous guess that the other party was most likely the mysterious powerful man who showed great power in Kunwu Mountain.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously felt a chill down his spine. Fortunately, he did not refuse Mo Juren's request when he discussed it with him in the sect before, otherwise he would have died without knowing how.

The hall was eerily quiet, with everyone staring intently at the scene before them that was becoming more and more magical.

A huge amount of living souls were continuously extracted and gathered in the palm of Fairy Xuanming. At the same time, a transparent light ball with a diameter of about half a foot suddenly appeared around it.

It was like a closed little world. No matter how many souls entered it, they could not fill even 10% of the space inside the light ball.

None of the people present were fools. This was obviously some kind of trick of using Mount Sumeru as a mustard seed.

This is exactly why it is even more shocking. After all, similar situations can be achieved with the help of some magic weapons, but to do it directly out of thin air, and the mustard seed space formed seems vast and boundless, completely overturning the cognition of almost everyone.

Sect Master Fang could be sure that even the powerful people in the Great Jin Dynasty who were in the Spirit Transformation Stage did not have such incredible means.

Fairy Bing Feng was even more excited. She knew that her master was powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful, especially in the use of spatial abilities. Even though she was gifted, she was far from comparable to him.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little emotional. It was really a very lucky thing that she became the other party's disciple by chance.

About a quarter of an hour later, the hand of Fairy Xuanming holding the transparent ball of light suddenly shook slightly, and bursts of five-colored light spread out and quickly enveloped the ball of light.

The next moment, it began to shrink and was finally completely compressed into a fist-sized five-colored light bead.

"This is a mustard seed bead. All living souls are sealed in it. Just release it when you need to use it." As she said this, Fairy Xuanming threw the five-colored round bead to the other party without a care.

"Mustard seed bead!" Mo Juren took it subconsciously and wanted to use his spiritual sense to check it, but he was blocked by the light bead and could not penetrate it at all.

He couldn't help but be a little surprised that the seal was so powerful, but now was not the time to study it, so he immediately took out a jade box and put it away.

At this time, Sect Master Fang also took back the fifteen Ghost Banners. After checking, he found that indeed 10% of the souls were left, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

At this point, the transaction was successfully completed.

Sect Leader Fang carefully expressed his invitation, but was rejected as expected. Frustration was inevitable. After all, if he could make friends with one or two of these terrifying beings, he would benefit greatly.

Unfortunately, the other party did not agree, and he did not dare to force it, so he had to say goodbye with a heart full of regrets.

"What are your plans next? Go to the so-called Tiannan?" Fairy Xuanming suddenly asked, retracting her gaze.

  She was unfamiliar with Tiannan, but also somewhat curious. She wanted to know what kind of talented people and beautiful scenery there were that could give birth to a monster like Mo Juren?

"There is one more thing that needs to be dealt with, and then we can return directly to Tiannan." Mo Juren did not hide it, and suddenly looked at Bingfeng again.

"Fellow Daoist, matters in your clan can be arranged properly. After this departure, it is not certain when you will return. Worse still, you may never come back." "This distance is not a problem for me. I can come back later. Of course, I have already dealt with everything before leaving, so it will not make any difference whether I come back or not." Bing Feng replied with an indifferent look.

"That's true."

Mo Juren nodded slightly and said nothing more. Then he thought about it and started to start the Tianxuan Shenzhou.

In just a moment, the flying boat turned into a blue light and broke through the air, soon disappearing into the night.

At the mountain gate of Yinluo Sect, over a thousand feet away, thick fog rolled up. As a passage opened up, more than a dozen Yuanying stage elders of the sect flew out again.

Looking at the huge flying boat that was gradually disappearing from sight, various expressions such as fear, anger, frustration, relief, helplessness, etc. appeared on everyone's faces.

"All of the Guiluo Banners are damaged, and the sect's strength has been greatly reduced again. What's more, the situation in Fengzhou is becoming more and more serious. How should we deal with it?" Looking away, one of the elders asked with some concern.

"Magical weapons are external objects after all, and talents are the foundation. As long as we are still here, the sect will not decline. But the current situation is indeed rather troublesome. In the future, you must act more cautiously. At the same time, you must restrain your disciples and clansmen, and do not make too many enemies unless necessary." Sect Master Fang frowned and said earnestly.

In the past, the Yinluo Sect was powerful, and the sect's disciples, especially the family members of the elders, were inevitably arrogant and rebellious when they acted outside, and they looked down on others.

It was fine in the past, but you can’t do this again in the future and bring trouble to the sect for no reason.

Obviously, the elders also heard the other party's hidden meaning, but they had no objection in their hearts. They immediately said that they would strictly control the situation after returning.

Without staying too long, everyone quickly returned to the inside of the formation.

For a moment, the nearby sky became quiet, leaving only a crescent moon, making the night even more hazy.

……

The Hell of Fire, one of the seven famous forbidden areas of the Dajin Dynasty, is located in the southeastern region.

This place has existed since ancient times. It is a land of fire that covers almost half of the state.

Here, apart from black and red, almost no other colors can be seen, and in the vast area stretching for countless miles, there are countless large and small volcanoes densely packed together.

The larger ones are thousands of feet high, while the smaller ones are only a hundred feet high, like hills.

The activity levels of these volcanoes vary. Some have red passes and flash with amazing flames, some are lifeless and pitch black, and some rumble constantly and surge with red magma.

For years, the sky has been covered with a thick layer of black and red fire clouds, and the ground is pitch black with an unknown amount of volcanic ash deposited on it.

In such a harsh environment, the temperature is extremely hot, and mortals cannot survive at all. However, for some monks, this place can be regarded as a good treasure land.

Cultivators often fly here. In addition to collecting some fire-attributed spiritual materials, some even go directly deep into the volcano to use the power of the earth fire to refine weapons and practice.

Of course, most of the cultivators only move around in the outer area and dare not go deep into the core. The area of ​​about ten thousand miles in radius there is shrouded in a thick red fog. That is the real dangerous place.

The so-called one of the seven forbidden areas of Dajin refers to this area. Over the years, there have been cultivators who have ventured into it, but only a very few have been able to come out alive.

That is why there are almost no monks to be seen near this sea of ​​red fog.

However, on this day, several beams of light shot out.

The light faded away, revealing Mo Juren and the other three. As for the purpose of his coming here, it was naturally for the Sun Essence Fire.

Huiyang Water must be refined. Of course, the purpose of taking this water is not to prolong life, but to cultivate the Xuantian Immortal Vine.

"Master, are you sure that the Sun Essence Fire exists here?" On the way here, Mo Juren had already told his purpose, which was to capture the Sun Essence Fire.

This immediately attracted everyone's attention, even Fairy Xuanming was interested.

Han Li was no exception. Especially after hearing his master secretly conveying that the Huiyang Water might help the revival of the Xuantian Immortal Vine, he naturally became more excited.

Ever since he learned about many secrets, he no longer cared about his lifespan, but he was extremely concerned about things like the Xuantian Immortal Vine, which was born at the beginning of the world.

Besides, this was the task assigned to him by his master, so he naturally didn't want to disappoint him.

He has been cultivating this vine for so many years, and has even used a lot of the spiritual liquid in the small bottle. There is some effect, but it is still a long way from true resurrection.

  "Since I am here, I am sure of it." Mo Juren smiled and continued,

"But the Sun Essence Fire comes and goes without a trace, and it is in this Hell of Fire, so it is not easy to capture it. Fortunately, you have the Taiyin True Fire, and if you use it well, it can have miraculous effects."

As he spoke, he seemed to inadvertently glance at the Fairy Xuanming beside him. If the other party had taken action, then there would not have to be so troublesome.

  "Look at what I am doing. Are you planning to order me to do something for you again?" Fairy Xuanming was very sensitive. She snorted and asked back.

"Of course, if you really want me to help, I can do that, but you have to pay me."

"Senior, you are joking. How dare I assign you to do anything? As for the Sun's Essence Fire, we can solve it ourselves. I dare not trouble you." Mo Juren smiled awkwardly and immediately rejected the other party's proposal. However, he was speechless in his heart. You, old man, have such a rich family, why do you always think about reward? It's too realistic.

"You really don't want to hear my conditions? Explain in advance that if I take action, it will not only be the Sun Essence Fire, but there may be unexpected gains."

"Ah... what do you mean, senior?" Mo Juren naturally heard the hidden meaning in the other party's words and immediately became interested.

"You can want to know, but you must agree to my terms first." Fairy Xuanming was determined not to give up until she saw the rabbit. Mo Juren had no choice but to compromise.

"I can agree to your conditions, but you must first tell me what they are. Of course, it's fine if it's within my ability, but if it's too demanding, I can't just make promises casually, right?"

  "You sound very high-sounding, but you are still too stingy!" Fairy Xuanming rolled her eyes at the other party, paused, and then continued,

"I won't make it difficult for you. Just help me collect some materials. I promise you won't suffer any loss. Not only will you capture the Sun's Essence Fire, but there is another spiritual object in this Fire Prison that will definitely tempt you."