The battle of dozens of Nascent Soul monks quickly caused the entire mountain to collapse. This secret warehouse hidden in the Xiling Mountains has been exposed to the sun after tens of thousands of years.

When the sunlight was shining, the ghost cultivators were shocked and hurriedly retreated to the ghost city. The human cultivators seized the opportunity and finally alarmed the ghost city's master Ghost Lord. This ghost master is already at the peak of Yuanhou's cultivation and is only one line away from the transformation of gods. Because the ghost cultivator is invisible and difficult to resist the power of heaven and earth. Once transformed into gods, a great disaster will be caused to heaven, so he has been reluctant to transform into gods.

Even in the sunshine, the three monks and the Ghost Lord only had a draw. Finally, the two sides shook hands and made peace, sat down to negotiate to resolve the problem.

These things have nothing to do with Mo Tiange and Qin Xi. If there are elders here, they are not their turn to take charge. They just sit leisurely on a fairly intact mountain, waiting for the outcome of the negotiation.

In this battle, Fengsha City and the connected mountains were almost razed to the ground, causing the Xirong people not far from Fengsha City to shout that the gods came to the world.

Looking at these Xirong people, Mo Tiange had a wonderful feeling. Thinking about it carefully, the legend of the Xirong people is quite close to the truth. They said that Fengsha City is a devil city, but there was really a ghost city hidden under Fengsha City. They said that this was the gods coming to the world, and aren’t they the gods in the eyes of the Xirong people?

Jing Xingzhi flew out of the temple with a happy expression on his face - the mountain collapsed, and the temple had been exposed.

"Qin Shoujing, Mo Qingwei." He shouted from a distance, causing a lot of people to look at this side.

Nie Wushang, who was standing beside him, curled his lips. He was such a realistic guy. Whoever was good for him would call him. Look, the three of them sat together, and this guy simply ignored her.

The sword light fell on the mountain where they were. Jing Xingzhi put away the flying sword, and his face smiled so that the peach blossoms flew everywhere.

"Are you convinced?" Mo Tiange asked.

Jing Xingzhi nodded, and couldn't help but smiled: "Haha, I finally left the great fortune."

Nie Wushang said lukewarmly: "Are good luck on your face? Do you want others to rob it? There are many people here who are jealous."

"..." Jing Xingzhi put away his smile. Unfortunately, he was in a good mood. Even if he didn't smile, he would be full of spring breeze.

"Ahem," he pretended to curl his smile, looked at the Nascent Soul monks resting not far away, and said, "If you want to steal the things from Dao, you have to see if they have the ability."

It’s not that he was arrogant. He would have been fined if he hadn’t robbed the Yuanchu monks. As for the Yuanhou monks, he could still run away if he couldn’t beat them.

After just saying a few gossips, the Ye Shuang Demon Lord came over.

If the Demonic Way is incompatible today, she, a demon cultivator, would have been besieged now if she had not reached an agreement with them. For this, Ye Shuang Demon Lord was very glad that he chose to cooperate with them.

"Several fellow Taoists." Ye Shuang Demon Lord greeted him.

The four of them stood up one after another and returned a greeting.

"I'm back in the clouds, I'm destined to see you again."

"Fellow Daoist Ye Shuang is leaving so soon?"

Ye Shuang Demon Lord glanced at the monks around him and said, "It's better to leave earlier if you have any inconvenience here."

Mo Tiange remembered something and asked, "Daoist Ye Shuang is here for something? Let's leave now, isn't it a waste of time?"

Yeshuang Demon Lord lowered his eyes and said softly: "No need."

The four of them understood that they must have taken this thing for the sake of the gods.

The atmosphere was awkward, and Mo Tiange hurriedly said, "Since that's the case, there will be a date later."

Ye Shuang Demon Lord looked up and smiled rare: "There will be a date later."

After saying that, with a wave of purple satin, his whole person turned into a light of escape and quickly disappeared into the sky.

Shortly after Yeshuang Demon Lord left, Jing and Daojun came out.

As a great monk from the Yuan Dynasty and the representative of Xuanqing Sect, he of course participated in the negotiations. Now that he came out, he probably had a result.

"Master!" Mo Tiange and Qin Xi shouted.

Jing Xingzhi and Nie Wushang stood up a little hurriedly and bowed: "Senior Jinghe."

Jing and Daojun waved their hand and said, "Why are you so polite? Just sit down." After that, they released the cloud chariot very casually, and once they used magic, they turned into a small pavilion.

The master is indeed from the post-Yuan level, and even the means of enjoyment are much better than theirs. It can be seen that the Nascent Soul monks are also based on accumulation. Those who go very casually everywhere, 80% of them are the Nascent Soul monks who have accumulated years of life and will have the intention to make these things out in their spare time. And like them, who find a corner to squat, 80% of them will have the opportunity to have a baby for a while, or they will practice hard.

Although fighting is not about these ways of enjoying, once you take action, you will lose your momentum by being inferior.

Mo Tiange wondered if she should do something, and since she embarked on the path of immortality, she has never stopped practicing. Now she is already in the Nascent Soul, and the speed of cultivation is not the most important. She still has more than a thousand years of life. With her qualifications and resources, it will be a matter of time before she reaches the Yuan Dynasty. In this way, the most important thing is accumulation, not only the accumulation of cultivation, but also the accumulation of mood.

The five people sat down in the pavilion, and Qin Xi first asked, "Master, how are you talking?"

Jing and Daojun said, "Since the fight has not started, it is naturally agreed."

"What's the result?" The four men and four pairs of eyes stared at Jing and Daojun.

"We have repaired the damaged part of the ghost city, and the warehouse and the temple here belong to us, and both sides will not violate each other."

"Oh..." This is the best result. If you are attacked from both sides today, you can't stand a big battle. For these ghost cultivators, it is unnecessary to occupy the resources on the ground. They are afraid of the sun and can hide in the ghost city without competing with the world to practice.

Jing and Daojun were not interested in these things. After briefly speaking, they glanced at the four of them and didn't say anything.

Mo Tiange and Qin Xi were so angry that they were seen by him, and Nie Wushang and Jing Xingzhi were also a little uneasy. Because of Mo Tiange and Qin Xi's relationship, they naturally regarded Jing and Daojun as elders. Now seeing his expression, they couldn't help but wonder, did Jing and Daojun have opinions about him and don't want to let themselves interact with them?

Nie Wushang was used to inferiority. She was the apprentice of Master Songfeng, and Master Songfeng was beating in Kunwu. As for Jing Xingzhi, he couldn't help but think that he was an abandoned disciple of the Gujian Sect, and he was really not a good disciple to the sect.

Unexpectedly, Jing and Daojun asked them without asking them at all, just said, "Have you got some good things?"

Others don’t know, but he knows that there is something good in the temple. Qin Xi got the bow of the Vermilion Bird from the Vermilion Bird Temple. There is no reason why there is nothing in the White Tiger Temple. The opportunity for the White Tiger is useless to the ghost cultivator, and it must have been taken away by the four of them.

Mo Tiange laughed and said, "Master, are you jealous?"

Jing and Daojun rolled their eyes at her: "Short your chance, otherwise one day the master will not be able to control it, and you will snatch all your treasures!"

"Ah, Master, there will be a demon in your heart by robbing your apprentice."

"What a big deal, Master, I'm already the queen of the throne, and I don't have anything to worry about if I don't transform into a god..."

The master and apprentice talk nonsense, which made Nie Wushang and Jing Xingzhi stunned. They both had masters. When facing masters, they were not respectful at all, and they were not like their master and apprentice, and they were nonsense.

After Jing Xingzhi was surprised, he thought to himself that the rumors were indeed true. Jing and Daojun were very strange and did not look like a Nascent Soul cultivator at all...

After talking nonsense, Jing and Daojun looked at Nie Wushen and smiled: "You girl are Song Feng's disciples? That old boy is not as good as a person, and he can actually teach such an apprentice."

Although he didn't say it clearly, his tone was quite appreciative of Nie Wushang, who was a little flattered: "Senior..."

Jing and Daojun waved their hands and said, "Don't be so nervous. I have a great grudge with your master and it has nothing to do with you. If you get along with these two little bastards in my family, I will regard you as a junior."

"Thank you senior..." Nie Wushang pressed his heart and replied.

Jing and Daojun smiled and reminded him: "Since you are regarded as a junior, I will give you a word. Your master has made a lot of enemies in Kunwu. If you have nothing to do, it is better not to stay in the sky. If there is a big change today, it is good to go anywhere, and it is very suitable for Yunzhong."

Nie Wushang replied respectfully: "This matter has been completed, and I have already planned to return to the clouds."

Jing and Daojun nodded with a smile, turned their eyes to Jing Xingzhi, and sighed, "You kid, you have a miserable fate. I met your master in the past and gave you a word. Being a casual cultivator is indeed free and easy, but there are sects as your backer, and some things are much more convenient. The old Taoist Fuling is dead, you have already had a Nascent Soul, and the obstacles of the past no longer exist."

Jing Xingzhi looked serious. After hearing what Jing and Daojun said, he was silent for a moment and replied respectfully: "Thank you for your words, I will definitely remember them." But he did not express his attitude.

When Jing and Daojun saw it, they knew that Jing Xingzhi had his own ideas, so they stopped talking. After all, people are different. Although he lived hundreds of years longer than these younger generations, he could not take the lead for them.

"By the way," Jing and Daojun glanced at Nie Wushang and said, "When we came, we happened to run into old man Songfeng here."

"Ah!" Mo Tiange was surprised and couldn't wait to ask, "What's the result? Master Songfeng..."

"He even gave up on his body," Nie Wushang here, Jing and Daojun restrained themselves and said, "We have so many of us, although we didn't leave him, it has also hurt him severely. At least within a hundred years, he will not come out to make trouble."

Nie Wushang heard this and was both grateful and sad. Since the master was seriously injured, she would not have to worry about his master chasing her in the short term.

"This thing is left by old Songfeng, let's play with you." Jing and Daojun took out a gray light bead from their sleeves and threw it to Mo Tiange.

Although this soul bead is very rare, it has no specific use, it is just a toy.

Speaking of this, a sword light escaped from a distance, and a handsome young swordsman fell on the hill.

Mo Tiange found that he was Yuanhou's cultivation level, and saw a flying sword floating above his head, and then he knew that this was Yuanying Sword Master from the Ancient Sword Sect. Unexpectedly, this top Yuanhou's sword cultivator actually looked like a young man.

Seeing him, Jing and Daojun said lazily: "Old man Yuanying, why are you in the mood to come here?"

Yuanying Sword Master is famous for being indifferent and doesn't care about anything, and rarely interacts with other monks. He comes here with such an initiative, and it is really the sun that comes out from the west.

Yuanying Jian Zun glanced at him and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you." Then he walked towards Jing Xingzhu.

Jing Xing stood up in a hurry, although he did not salute, his expression and manner were very respectful.

Yuanying Jianzun looked at him for a while before asking in a faint tone: "Do you want to go back to the ancient sword sect?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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