Retrograde fairy way

"Boy, I have already told you everything I can say, you kill and don't kill, let go and don't let go, what exactly do you want to do?

As soon as Sha Mesuo appeared, he opened his throat like gold and iron, and shouted at Wang Mo.

"Palace Master, this is the Demon Cultivator!"

But Wang Mo didn't even look at him more, he just restrained him, looked at Feng Wuxia and said.

"Jie Jie, you old woman, looking at your aura, you must be a cultivator of transforming spirits. I advise you to save some effort and live longer!"

Sha Mosuo's phantom swayed for a while, and before Feng Wuxia could say anything, he said with a strange smile.

Stab it!

A blue-golden arc flashed, and suddenly the phantom was blown away, as if it was about to dissipate at any time, Sha Mesuo let out a miserable howl like killing a pig.

"As he said, boy Mo, you can give him a ride!"

Without the rage as imagined, Feng Wuxia just glanced at him indifferently, then looked at Wang Mo, nodded slightly and said.

"Hahaha, I just remembered, you are that female cultivator from decades ago, hahaha, you will be...you will be...uah!"

Sha Mesuo suddenly laughed wildly, pointing out something, and at the end of his words, as if some secret was about to be exported, he howled miserably as if he had been hit hard.

"What will happen?"

Wang Mo frowned and asked hastily.

"Hey...heavenly...devil..."

Sha Mesuo let out a horrible sound, as if he had foreseen his own fate, and only had time to say two words before his voice stopped abruptly.

With a soft puff sound, the red-gray mist spread out between the fingers, and disappeared without a trace.

"It seems that the one made the move, but it saved you from making the move!"

Feng Wuxia raised her eyelids slightly, and glanced at the place where Sha Mosuo disappeared.

"Could it be the leader of the invading magic cultivator, that magician clone Patriarch Eruo?"

Wang Mo took a deep breath, and said with a slight frown.

"You know a lot, kid. That's right. Apart from this person's ability to reach the sky, I'm afraid Tianfeng Continent will not be able to find another person. Before, I was a fellow Taoist of the same level, and I had also arrested several demon cultivators from the lower realms. However, when the soul was tortured, it dissipated on its own in about one month, and as a cultivator of the God Transformation Demon, the Primordial Spirit must have been able to endure it for a longer period of time, so he has survived under that kind of secret technique until now!"

Feng Wuxia looked at Wang Mo in surprise and said.

"The palace lord was joking, if it wasn't for a coincidence to win this beast, I'm afraid I wouldn't even know about the invasion of the upper realm demon cultivators!"

Wang Mo said with a wry smile.

As he said, he tortured Sha Mesuo before, and it can be said that he tortured everything he could say, and he knew a lot.

"Well, from this point of view, my palace lord doesn't know much more than you, so just take that thing out and let me have a look!"

Feng Wuxia nodded slightly, pointing out something.

"Senior, look, this is it!"

Naturally, Wang Mo knew what he was talking about, so he quickly turned his wrist and took out a jade box.

Gently peeling off the talisman on it, the jade box opened silently, and a faint blazing white glow floated out from inside, but inside was a group of blue crystals.

"Chiyang Minghuo, I didn't expect that the Artifact Sect really condensed this fire, and it was still the breath of a sixth-order strange treasure. The crystal inside should be the strange treasure that can restrain it, and it actually formed a special kind of magic weapon. Balance, but look at the aura it sends out, if it bursts, even if it is me, there will be no life at all!"

Feng Wuxia narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the special existence formed by these two treasures with a little surprise, and said with a deep breath.

"The master's eyes are like torches. Listening to what this demon said, the crystal inside is called Han Mingjing, and it is a thing that is mutually regenerated and restrained with Chiyang Minghuo. Before this demon fought with Li Yuyang's avatar, if he didn't have this treasure himself, he might have Will be burned to ashes by this Chiyang Minghuo section!"

Hearing Feng Wuxia's words, even though he already knew the power of this thing, Wang Mo still felt awe-inspiring, and briefly explained the previous battle.

"You kid is willing to give away such a supreme protective treasure?"

Feng Wuxia glanced at Wang Mo in surprise, and said narrowly.

"The palace lord is joking, I was born in Tianfeng Continent, and the demon cultivators of the upper realm want to kill us, so we naturally have to stand up and resist. Some foreign objects are really nothing, let alone, this thing is placed in the place of the younger generation. , at most, it is just a deterrent, but if it is placed in someone else’s place, the younger generation is really worried, after much deliberation, it is best to hand it over to the Palace Master, but it is unexpected that the Palace Master has been seriously injured and retreated so far!”

Wang Mo took a deep breath, and said with a straight face, but at the end, there was inevitably a hint of regret on his face.

"You boy, this palace lord has accepted this object. Let me tell you how to collect this object. I don't think there is any special method. If you are a little careless, this object will burst. My Tianfeng Xuan Palace's 10-year inheritance , I am afraid it will be reduced to ruins!"

Feng Wuxia didn't show much interest in Wang Mo's compliment, but just like her previous temperament, she gave Wang Mo a slight look, and then waved to him.

"The juniors have already made preparations!"

Before Wang Mo finished speaking, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and there was a soft slap.

Seeing the ball of light suddenly fall into the jade box, the jade talisman was also pasted on it, and there was an extra jade slip on the jade box, which was held in both hands and handed to Feng Wuxia.

"Sit down, my Palace Master has something to tell you!"

Feng Wuxia unceremoniously put it away with a wave of her hand, and was not in a hurry to read the contents of the jade slip, she casually pointed at the stones on the ground and said.

"Yes!"

Wang Mo was also unambiguous, and immediately sat on a slightly short boulder beside him, pretending to be listening and being taught.

In terms of the relationship between the two, there is no need to be too polite. Although they have only met a few times, because of the relationship between Feng Qingyue and Feng Wuxia, Feng Wuxia treats Wang Mo with the eyes of an elder looking at his own children.

What's more, when she gave the Great Elder token back then, apart from intending to let her serve as an elder with a surname outside Tianfeng Xuan Palace, it also had another meaning.

"What do you think of this battle against magic?"

Feng Wuxia pondered for a long time, then asked suddenly.

"view?"

Wang Mo's expression froze, he habitually touched the bridge of his nose, a little confused.

"Just say it!"

Feng Wuxia stared, a little dissatisfied.

"Then...the junior said it!"

Thinking that she was going to blow his brains out again, Wang Mo shrank his neck, pondered for a while and said: "If I guessed correctly, this invasion of the upper realm demon cultivators is probably an incident between the high-level officials of the Heavenly Demon Realm and the Muyun Spiritual Realm. It's just a game, but the Heavenly Demon Realm has the early opportunity to find out, while the Muyun Spiritual Realm has the geographical relationship, so it can intervene!"

"Ok!"

Feng Wuxia nodded slightly, but there was no expression on her face.

"Actually, it's not so much a battle against demons, but a self-salvation for us monks from the lower world to fight against fate!"

Wang Mo showed a gloomy face, and said with a tight right hand.

"How to say?"

Feng Wuxia said with a gleam in her eyes.

"Hey, to put it bluntly, those big bosses from the Upper Realm are just playing chess with me!"

Wang Mo laughed at himself, shrugged his shoulders, and said with indescribable ease.

"Hehe, you see clearly, these cultivators of the upper realm, all of them are superior, and they think that they can control our destiny by relying on their cultivation, but they don't know that we practitioners are fighting for our lives with the heavens. , how can you be willing to be manipulated by others?"

Feng Wuxia showed a hint of admiration, nodded slightly, but finally revealed a rare look of determination.

Wang Mo saw it clearly, but was taken aback.

In his memory, Feng Wuxia's peerless face vaguely lingers in his mind, always looking like a naughty child who is not growing up, and it is rare to show such a serious look, but it makes him feel sorry for this peerless beauty who has undergone great changes Some pity.

"Why? You don't care about me like this?"

Seeing him looking at her in a daze, the sadness in Feng Wuxia's eyes flashed away, and then she teased.

"Junior dare not!"

Wang Mo quickly bowed his head and said.

"I'm sorry you don't have the guts!"

From an angle that Wang Mo couldn't see, the miserable look appeared in Feng Wuxia's eyes, but her mouth was still the same as before.

No one knew that this stubborn and peerless Palace Master had devoted his entire life to the Tianfeng Xuan Palace except for his cultivation.

However, because of the filth between her elder brother Feng Wuyou and Ye Chongyang, and the interference of the elder Huashen Daxiu, her master Feng Manqing and her friend Han Mengyue fell, making her no longer trust men.

For a while, the two people who had their own concerns were silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little quiet.

"Look at how scared you are, my Palace Master will eat you again?"

In the end, for some unknown reason, Xu Shifeng Wuxia's original temperament just couldn't bear such an atmosphere, and she looked at Wang Modao with some displeasure.

Regarding this, Wang Mo could only be obedient and dare not answer.

This Palace Mistress is a real thousand-year-old monster. At the beginning, it was just a few blows, so he was beaten all over the head and ran around.

Wang Mo used to be in the bottom of his heart, and he must get back to the place when he cultivated advanced in the future, but at this time Feng Wuxia looked like this, Wang Mo felt a sigh in his heart.

"Hmph, what do you think of that Tianyuan Palace cultivator Zhuge Zhaohua from the upper realm?"

Seeing that he was silent, Feng Wuxia's heart suddenly stopped, but she said with a cold snort.

"According to what this junior knows, there should have been a powerful force in my Tianfeng Continent 10 years ago, named Tianyuan Palace, right?"

Wang Mo's heart tightened, and he asked a little tentatively.

"Wrong, not hundreds of thousands of years ago, but millions of years ago, Tianyuan Palace was the strongest force in Tianfeng Continent!"

Feng Wuxia glanced at him lightly and said.

"hiss!"

Even if Wang Mo was determined, he couldn't help but gasped, showing a look of horror.

As we all know, the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is no more than a thousand years at most, even if it is a major cultivation of the gods, the lifespan is at most 5000 years.

As far as Wang Mo knows, Gui Xuancang, who was born as a monster and was originally a Xuancang spirit tortoise, has the highest strength and longevity, at least an old monster that has lived for 2 years.

But if it is compared with tens of thousands of years, or even a hundred thousand years, it is really nothing.

Such a long time is enough to obliterate many facts, leaving no one to verify.

"There was a turmoil in Tianyuan Palace back then. The members of the sect rebelled and colluded with the forces of the rest of the state, and finally destroyed it!"

Feng Wuxia calmly recounted the secrets of that year, without the slightest awareness of how shocking what she said was.