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

This explanation is reasonable.

The master left the first-rank sect with a lot of good things, and there were indeed expensive treasures that he didn't know about.

Yang Xuezhu blinked, looking back and forth between the two of them.

She asked Yu Junhao, "Did you not even know that there is such a magic weapon?"

Yu Junhao turned his face away.

Yang Xuezhu covered her mouth and snickered.

"It seems that your master likes younger sister Yu more."

This was just Mo Yu's nonsense, but seeing Yu Junhao's awkward expression, Mo Yu couldn't help but smile.

"The master gave me more good things than this, there are also many pills, secret books of exercises..."

Yu Junhao interrupted her, "Okay, quickly use your magic weapon to take me to the emperor."

Along the way, those maids and eunuchs completely ignored them.

Curious, Yang Xuezhu came to one of the maids, and shook her hand, "Hey, can you see me? Hello?"

The court lady seemed to not see her at all, and walked around her.

Yang Xuezhu opened his arms and took a deep breath, "I have never felt such freedom in life, it is so comfortable."

After passing through a courtyard, Yu Junhao's expression suddenly changed.

"One of the powerhouses in the transformation stage is here."

Mo Yu nodded, took out three small porcelain bottles, and gave two of them to them respectively.

"Drink it and you won't be discovered."

Yu Junhao frowned, "What is this?"

Is there any elixir that can stop the exploration of the powerhouse in the transformation stage after taking it?

How has he never heard of it?

"The blood of the Snow Mountain Frost Ox, the Snow Mountain Frost Ox is a spirit beast with a strong concealment ability. After taking its blood, it can even evade the detection of a strong person in the fusion stage."

Mo Yu spoke seriously.

Neither Yu Junhao nor Yang Xuezhu knew what the Snow Mountain Frost Bull was.

But hearing what Mo Yu said, it seemed like that.

Yang Xuezhu took a sip, and was mentally prepared for a bloody smell to rush straight to his forehead.

But I didn't expect to find that it tasted sweet after taking a sip, and it also had a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and wine.

"Why does this thing look like sweet-scented osmanthus wine?" she asked.

Mo Yu blushed without heartbeat, "I don't know, it's a coincidence."

In short, the two drank one of them down, and finally gained some confidence.

The three of them passed through the courtyard where the two powerhouses of the transformation stage were located, and they were really not found at all.

Of course, this is not the blood of snowy mountain frost ox, it is all controlled by Mo Yu with mental power.

Her spiritual strength, only in front of the strong in the catastrophe period, may need to be cautious, and there is a risk of being noticed.

As for the others... It's not a problem at all.

All the way to the emperor's residence unimpeded, there are many eunuchs and maids busy here.

These people are all members of the Wang family.

There are also several harem concubines serving, while the emperor is concentrating on alchemy under the guidance of an alchemist.

The emperor doesn't have much talent for cultivation, and has been concentrating on state affairs and ignoring cultivation all these years, and his cultivation is only in the Qi refining period.

When he was young, he was also addicted to alcohol and sex, and was soon drained from his body.

It was only in his later years that he thought of making amends after a dead sheep, and he wholeheartedly wanted to refine some elixir for himself to prolong his life.

But he didn't realize that as his alchemy time got longer and longer, his hair turned gray faster and his body became weaker and weaker.

Yang Xuezhu hadn't seen his father for many years.

She was just born of a lowly maidservant, and she was not loved by her father since she was a child. Although she has a talent for cultivation, she was suppressed by the royal family. Under such harsh conditions, it is very rare to be able to cultivate to the Golden Core Stage at such a young age.

This time, when she saw the old man in front of her, her eyes were a little moist.

Her mood was complicated. It seemed that her hatred these years could not be spread on such an old and haggard old man.

In the alchemy room, there is a dark red alchemy furnace.

Four boys and girls waited on the fire. There were some medicinal materials in the alchemy furnace, which had been condensed into liquid, suspended above the alchemy furnace and kneaded into a ball.

The emperor's face was haggard, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

He stared at the stove.

Another alchemist, whose cultivation base is the Nascent Soul stage.

When the three of them came in, Mo Yu took out another earth-level spiritual weapon, which was in the shape of a small pot.

"Brother, use your spiritual power to move it. This is an enchantment, and you can shoot as much as you like inside."

She handed the spiritual weapon to Yu Junhao.

Yu Junhao urged it with his spiritual power, and in an instant, the shining charms gradually enlarged in the air, faintly visible.

In an instant, the spells spread throughout the hall, and then disappeared.

Only then did Mo Yu withdraw his mental power control.

Several people in the house noticed the three of them and immediately became alert.

The alchemist stood up abruptly, "Who are you!"

The four boys and girls had already drawn their weapons, with fierce expressions on their faces. Obviously, these four were killers trained by the Wang family.

Yu Junhao smiled coldly, raised his hand with a wave, and the door slammed shut behind him.

Seeing this, Yang Xuezhu also took a step forward, drew out his weapon, and confronted him.

Mo Yu took half a step back, "It's nothing to do with me."

She found a safe corner and sat down.

Both sides let out their murderous aura and raised their swords to fight each other.

The powerful wind of spiritual power, like a knife in its mouth, scraped fiercely on the human skin, leaving traces of it.

Mo Yu rubbed his arms and found a corner to sit down.

And another weak chicken emperor in the room rolled on the ground, climbed up to sit next to Mo Yu, and this corner was just right to withstand the remaining fighting momentum of the two sides, and to observe the changes in the field well.

The weak chicken emperor straightened his clothes, and then asked: "Who are you?"

Mo Yu rested his cheek in one hand, "The person looking for you."

She yawned and changed the subject, "These strong men don't know how to take it easy when they fight. Now, your Alchemy Pavilion may not be able to keep it."

The weak chicken emperor wiped off his cold sweat, "Such a strong man is really powerful."

Mo Yu nodded, "By the way, when did your royal family cooperate with the Wang family?"

The weak chicken emperor was vigilant, "What do you want to say?"

Mo Yu ran out of patience.

She stretched out a hand to press the emperor's forehead.

The emperor didn't have time to scream, and passed out directly.

Mo Yu searched the old man's memory with his mental strength.

After getting what she wanted, she withdrew her hand, stuffed a pill for restoring mental strength into her mouth, and continued to squat in the corner to watch the fight over there.

Yu Junhao's sword made a series of blows, and the opponent actually took the red medicinal cauldron to resist.

Thousands of swords collided with the medicine cauldron, and bursts of powerful force spread out, smashing the surrounding windows instantly.

There was a clatter.

Mo Yu used "Sky Eyes" to look at the few people over there.

Both the alchemist and the boys and girls had some faint aura of bad luck, but not much.

She was too lazy to think about it, feeling that the duel moves over there were getting stronger and stronger, she counted silently.