Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Those who watched the excitement outside could only see disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect being carried out one after another, and there were screams, screams, and cursing, one after another.

Those who live here are all monks with extraordinary cultivation, who can clearly capture any fluctuations in spiritual power.

But just now, so many disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect were injured, and they didn't notice much fluctuation in spiritual power.

this means……

The opponent didn't fight seriously at all, or just dropped in seconds.

Especially those disciples of the Shuiyun Sect were watching from a distance, listening to the continuous screams from over there, their expressions were a little dignified.

A disciple came to Rong Yichuan and lowered his voice.

"Master Uncle, what is the origin of these two...Tuo Yuezong?"

"I think that girl only has entry-level cultivation, but I guess she must have used some magic weapon to block the detection. That male disciple is also at the Golden Core stage, and the Holy Spirit Sect has two Golden Core stage ninth-level disciples." Dzogchen disciples! They are not their opponents?"

Rong Yichuan frowned.

This thing is indeed strange.

"These two are the direct disciples of the Suzerain of the Tuoyue Sect. They must have used some small means. It's really ridiculous."

"Tuo Yuezong will not be arrogant for long, just wait and see."

The disciple said in a low voice: "Uncle, should we take this opportunity to add insult to injury? It just happens to be an opportunity."

Rong Yichuan pondered for a moment, "Be careful in handling things and don't let others know."

"Yes!" The disciple's voice suddenly became a little higher, and he quickly waved to the other disciples behind him to plot together.

At this time, the door was surrounded tightly, and the disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect were already in a mess, and two of them fought by themselves.

Tired of watching, Mo Yu simply turned around to help Yu Junhao treat his illness.

She stuffed a few more pills into Yu Junhao's mouth.

The injury on Yu Junhao's face gradually recovered, at least the swelling disappeared and he looked like a man.

When the farce outside was almost over, Mo Yu stepped forward, kicked the rest of the people away one by one, closed the door, and patted the dust on his hands that didn't exist.

"Sleep, brother, if you go out the window, I won't keep you."

Mo Yu yawned lazily and was about to go to bed.

Outside, the exasperated Holy Spirit sect left angrily after saying a few harsh words.

It's really bad luck today, obviously I came here to find fault with others, how did it become an internal fight?
strange!
In the room, hearing the disciples leaving who were swearing outside, Yu Junhao's eyes were filled with dark clouds again.

The desire to kill was suppressed by him.

At this time, you cannot kill.

I have to bear with it...

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress it.

But the blood in the body was boiling, and it was almost impossible to suppress it.

He could even hear the sound of his own blood rushing in his body, this uncontrollable killing intent was unbearable.

Suddenly, there was a gust of wind, and a soft pillow hit the back of his head.

In an instant, Yu Junhao recovered from the almost out-of-control state, and angrily turned his head to look at the inner room.

"Brother, get out! I'm going to sleep."

Yu Junhao rubbed the back of his head, although the cotton pillow was soft, but Mo Yu didn't hold back at all, the back of his head hurt so badly.

But with such an interruption, Yu Junhao was surprised to find that his killing intent had really stopped.

Yu Junhao didn't leave, but just meditated at the outside door.

Mo Yu fell into a deep sleep, really heartless.

Early in the morning, the two went downstairs.

There are already many monks sitting in the hall in twos and threes.

When the two came down, many eyes fell on them, with resentment and fear.

The two left expressionlessly, ignoring those guys from Shuiyun Sect and Holy Spirit Sect.

Just as Mo Yu walked out of the restaurant, a system reminder came in his mind.

[Ding dong!You have a new check-in task, please go to the bun stand 500 meters away to check in within two hours,]

[Ding dong!You have a new check-in task, please go to the fruit stand 1000 meters away to check-in within three hours. 】

[Ding dong!You have a new check-in task, please go to the East Building, 500 meters away, to check in within three hours. 】

[Ding dong!You have a new check-in task, please go to the small forest outside the east building to check in within four hours. 】

Four sign-in tasks came directly in one breath.

Mo Yu felt that this trip was not in vain.

"Brother, let's take a look along this road, it happens to be going up the mountain from the east of the city."

Yu Junhao nodded, "Okay."

Along the way, while completing the clock-in task, Mo Yu was still thinking about the life script he saw from Zhong Bi.

The Chance Building is really a spiritual treasure, and it can also recognize the owner.

Who does it recognize as the master?
Mo Yu looked around absent-mindedly, this matter weighed on her heart, which made her depressed a bit.

She checked the life scripts of everyone on the road.

None of these people could live to that time.

Even the brothers didn't live long enough to recognize the master of Chance Building.

The two had just left the city and went up the mountain along this path. Yu Junhao wanted to tell Mo Yu several times that they could fly with the sword, but seeing that Mo Yu was always absent-minded and preoccupied, he didn't speak.

All the way to the depths of the forest, the place is gloomy and cold.

The two stopped in unison.

The corners of Yu Junhao's mouth rose slowly, evoking a bloodthirsty smile.

He turned to look at Mo Yu, "Little Junior Sister, remember to close your eyes later."

Mo Yu waved his hand lazily.

"what ever."

As soon as the words fell, dozens of monks emerged from the grass.

The lowest of these people is also at the ninth level of the foundation building stage, and there are four people with the highest cultivation bases, all of whom are at the peak of the ninth stage of the Jindan stage, only one step away from the Yuanying stage. The leader is a real Nascent Soul stage strong.

Fifteen people surrounded the two of them.

The leader showed a triumphant smile.

"It must have been blocked by us looking for an opportunity, you two from Tuoyuezong, you have played so many tricks in the restaurant, it's time to pay the price."

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, took half a step back calmly, and moved the venue away for Yu Junhao.

"I know you guys, Mo Yu and Yu Junhao of the Tuoyue Sect."

The Nascent Soul cultivator looked at Yu Junhao with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Mo Yu is just a trash disciple that Wang Zhi just took in. It is said that he doesn't like to practice and only knows to sleep a lot every day, so that now he only has entry-level cultivation."

As he said that, the contemptuous eyes of the Nascent Soul Stage monk swept over Mo Yu with a look of contempt.

"It's still an entry-level level? You should have used some kind of magic weapon to prevent people from prying eyes. However, with your talent, you definitely can't reach the golden core stage now, right?"

Mo Yu gave him a cold look.

The monks in the Nascent Soul Stage became more and more proud.