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Chapter 179 The Defecting Senior Brother in the Immortal Cultivation Novel 16
"After being poisoned by him, they were all sent to Danfeng of Hengyang Sect." Chi Qingzhe told the truth coldly.

He still had some sense and didn't kill them all.

"How long can they be paralyzed?" Fei Zhen's face turned cold when he thought of those words.

"Your cultivation has regressed three levels." Wen Quan was in a good mood and raised three fingers. "You have to lie down for at least ten years."

Okay.

Fei Zhen no longer cared about this matter.

I started thinking about how to trick these two guys back to the demon world.

Below the stage, Wen Ren Shang and Ling Mo were ready.

"What Shen Mo wanted to say was that you had contracted the three-headed monster? Since it is a contracted beast, it can naturally help you. You don't have to fight me personally."

Wen Ren Shang's voice was deep. Although he wanted to compete with Ling Mo, if Ling Mo chose to give up the spirit beast because of his unreasonable behavior, it would be better not to compete.

"You talk too much nonsense, let's fight." Ling Mo looked at the man with an unknown expression on his face, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was too lazy to explain to him and started fighting directly.

As she used more and more spiritual power, her Nascent Soul became darker and darker, and a faint black gas spread in her Dantian.

Ling Mo suppressed the blood in his throat and directly released the nine states of Jiuyao.

A golden crow, transformed from the essence of the sun, symbolizes brightness and warmth. Wherever its light reaches, evil spirits are kept away and all things revive.

The second star, Taiyin, is the embodiment of the essence of the moon. It fills the night sky with silver light, guides the rise and fall of tides, and affects the emotions and rhythm of all things in the world.

The third star is fire.

The fourth star is water.

Wu Yao, wood.

Liu Yao, gold.

Qiyao, earth.

Rahu, the Eight-Star God, can see into people’s hearts, guide those who have lost their way to the right path, and regulate certain hidden forces between heaven and earth.

Jiuyao Jidu is the source of knowledge and a symbol of wisdom. It enlightens people, imparts wisdom, helps them solve problems and pursue the truth.

"Hiss—Wen Ren Shang violated the Heavenly Law? Senior Brother actually released all nine states." Zhuo Yuan was puzzled.

Fei Zhen looked unhappy and looked at Chi Qingzhe: "You said before that Momo's Nascent Soul had a problem. What happened?"

Chi Qingzhe thought of Ling Mo's words "our secret" and refused coldly: "No comment."

On the stage, brilliant light fell from the sky, nine colors intertwined together, vast and shocking.

Just hear a click.

Wen Ren Shang spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell down as his hands were unable to withstand the attack. The entire competition stage began to shatter with him as the center.

The elders who were guarding the formation all said in unison that something was wrong.

He quickly arrived at the competition venue, formed seals with his hands, and stabilized the precarious formation.

"Oh my god, this is a formation that can withstand a blow from a Spiritual Transformation Stage!"

"That's a top-grade weapon."

"This is too exaggerated..."

The attacking light retreated.

Ling Mo still looked lazy and carefree, holding up a suspended silver lotus with one hand, the wind blowing through the hem of her red and white interwoven clothes, making her look casual and free.

"Are you giving up?" Her voice sounded cold in Wen Renshang's ears.

Wen Renshang felt bitter in his heart, and he propped himself up and stood up with difficulty: "I admit defeat this time, but Ling Mo, I will not admit defeat forever, next time... let's fight again!"

"What a great ambition." Ling Mo thought about when he would fight with Wen Renshang again and was silent for a second, "But if you lose, you lose. Sometimes meaningless persistence is just a way to die."

After saying this, she put away her weapon and turned away.

Wen Ren Shang looked at her back. He didn't understand what she meant at the moment. It was not until the genius died and everyone despised him that he realized it, but it was too late.

As expected, the winner was Ling Mo.

Bai Yesheng joined the team at the tail end of the fifty-strong group.

The grand sect competition came to an end amidst all kinds of explosive news.

Fei Zhen used some unknown method to bring the other two monsters back to the monster world.

No more worries.

Ling Mo's eyes fell on Wenren Ziyu behind Wenren Shang. He seemed to notice it, and was stunned for a moment, then waved his fan and smiled at her in a friendly manner.

As a result, Ling Mo ignored him completely and instead showed a look of hidden contempt.

Wenren Ziyu's fingers were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

Suddenly, a barely perceptible sneer appeared on his face.

Maybe… he should plan ahead.

"Junior Sister Bai, I have something to tell you."

The leaders of both sides were saying goodbye in a hypocritical and friendly manner. Wenren Ziyu spoke and everyone on both sides looked over.

Looking at his somewhat nervous expression, and then at Bai Yesheng's puzzled expression.

Some people instantly showed an expression of "I understand, I understand everything~"

"Why don't you go quickly?" Ling Mo smiled at her teasingly.

Bai Yesheng swallowed his refusal and said, "I'll be back soon."

She and Wenren Ziyu left and walked to the corner to talk about something.

A bunch of people were watching a show, looking over there from time to time.

As a result, Bai Yesheng shook his head with a serious expression, and Wenren Ziyu looked lonely and sad.

Everyone knows the result.

The confession failed.

"Senior Brother, I'll go back first." Bai Yesheng felt a little embarrassed facing all the looks when he came back. After saying this with a cold face, he flew away on his sword.

However, no one accused her of disrespecting Hengyang Sect. After all, it was indeed quite embarrassing.

The head of the Cangxuan Sect looked at the blue and white face of the head of the Hengyang Sect, suppressed his smile, and comforted him: "Young man, some fates cannot be forced. Our Cangxuan Sect's female disciples are indeed outstanding, but it does not mean that your Hengyang Sect's male disciples are not good enough..."

"Ahem...ah..." Ling Mo tried hard to wink at the sect leader who was about to get carried away, but ended up winking at a blind man.

Seeing the Hengyang Sect leader's face as dark as the bottom of a pot, as if he would explode and beat someone up in the next second, she immediately grabbed the leader's sleeve.

"What are you doing?" The headmaster tilted his head to look at her and asked.

"If you don't go back, it will be dark."

The leader was confused.

As a monk, what is the difference between night and day.

But when he saw Ling Mo glaring at him, he instantly realized what she meant.

"Ahem, okay, let's say goodbye now."

Cang Xuanzong left.

The head of Hengyang Sect suddenly shouted at Wenren Ziyu: "Get out of here and go to the cliff, you disgraceful thing!"

Wenren Ziyu did not move, and the disciples of the Discipline Hall who should have stepped forward to arrest people did not move either.

As expected by everyone, Wen Ren Shang stood in front of Wen Ren Zi Yu and knelt down: "Master, Zi Yu is just a young man in love, there is nothing wrong with that."

"Bai Yesheng has made a name for himself in this competition. He has a promising future and is the favored disciple of the Immortal Lord. But Wenren Ziyu is nothing! He has practiced for three or four hundred years and has only just reached the Golden Core stage!"

In fact, this talent is considered upper-middle level, but Wenren Ziyu has a brother with outstanding talent. The comparison is really tragic.

"If Master insists on punishing me, then let me take his place."

Wenren Ziyu clenched his hands tightly under his sleeves.

He looked at the man kneeling in front of him and mocked in his heart: Pretending to be kind.

The head of Hengyang Sect felt a little reluctant to see his most outstanding disciple, but when he thought of how embarrassed and humiliated he was when he lost to Ling Mo in the competition, his heart gradually hardened.

"I'll help you. Go to the Cliff and face the wall for three years. Think about the difference between you and Ling Mo!"

"Yes……"

Wenren Ziyu looked at his swift back as he walked away, his eyes glancing at the Sect Leader.

So... why does someone as annoying as Ling Mo exist?

As long as she died, as long as he obtained her natural divine veins, everything would be fine.

(End of this chapter)