Xiao Yu and the others settled down, but the dozens of disciples in Wuyou Valley began to feel restless.

Because there has been news recently that their senior brother was defeated by someone with a sword and was also injured internally.

Senior Brother Wuyou Valley was naturally the Qing-clothed disciple who stopped Xiao Yu and the others from entering the valley. The other party was defeated by Guan Tianyue yesterday. It was an elder who took action, so he was not seriously injured.

This incident spread at night and caused a great deal of news in Wuyou Valley for a while.

"The person who took action must be the strongest among the three of them. Our disciples from Wuyou Valley were slapped in the face. This matter cannot be forgotten.

I heard that they came from the Yang world. Although I have never been to the Yang world, I heard from outsiders that they have lacked spiritual energy.

There are even fewer disciples who can practice Guyi. Even those who can practice can survive without a hundred years, so they come here to look for opportunities.

We have lived in this mountain gate with rich spiritual energy since we were young, and were defeated by outsiders. If this was spread, wouldn’t it become a laughing stock in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower?”

On a huge rock as smooth as a mirror under the waterfall, a group of disciples gathered together and whispered.

"So what? Senior brother is the strongest among us. He has been defeated. What can we do? Do you still want to humiliate yourself?"

An older disciple retorted helplessly.

"I suggest to invite Senior Brother Mo, he will definitely get us back."

A disciple with a head and a brain looked up at the waterfall above. On the cliffs on both sides of the waterfall, there were stone caves of different sizes, which were prepared for those disciples who were in seclusion.

"Senior Brother?"

Everyone couldn't help but nod. Their senior brother was the first among the elders, and even in other mountain gates, he was still the best.

"The eldest brother is naturally speechless, but the eldest brother is in seclusion and cannot be disturbed easily. If he delays his practice, we may not have good results!

Besides, with the hot temper of the eldest brother, if he knew that his junior brother was beaten, he would definitely not give up!"

Everyone looked up at the waterfall, some envious and some were full of admiration.

Their senior brother, who is almost a monster in Wuyou Valley, is now under thirty years old and is preparing to break through to the small-study cultivation level, which even the Valley Master cannot do.

Moreover, the Valley Master also said at that time that Senior Brother Mo is a genius that is rare in a thousand years. Even if he takes it out, he can still rank in Xuanmen.

Therefore, every disciple takes their senior brother as a role model, and the other party's status is close to that of the elders, almost mythical.

"If we don't say anything, the elder brother will be unhappy if he knows it. This is related to our reputation in Wuyou Valley."

"That's right, I think it's better to send a message to him. If he can receive it, it's just a lesson for the person who just arrived. If he can't receive it, he can only wait for him to finish his retreat."

After a brief discussion, a group of disciples turned their eyes to a thin young man in the corner.

This person is Mo Cheng, the younger brother of their senior brother, and they are both brothers, but good luck does not favor them at the same time!

When the elder brother's cultivation level is the brightest star in Wuyou Valley in the mountains, while the other one is like a firefly, the small one can be ignored.

However, the relationship between these two brothers is very good. Under the protection of any senior brother, no one dares to cause trouble for Mo Cheng

It’s just that the other person is very withdrawn and rarely interacts with others.

"Mo Cheng, you have the best relationship with your brother, so you can send the notes to the music transmission."

A man who was about forty years old said with a smile.

"My elder brother is in seclusion and can't be disturbed in anything."

Mo Cheng's eyelids trembled and said coldly.

"Hey, you're shameless, right? If it weren't for your elder brother's sake, you would have been kicked out long ago.

I’m twenty and haven’t gathered my energy yet. It’s really a shame to our Wuyou Valley.”

The rejected man was a little angry. He had been here for the longest time. If Mo Hu had not escorted him, Mo Cheng would have been driven out long ago. How could he still sit here?

"That's right, I said Mo Cheng, the elders and everyone are good to you, right?

Are you just watching our disciples in the valley be humiliated, but you are indifferent?"

Another disciple kindly advised him.

"Do your own business, and whoever has the ability will challenge you."

Mo Cheng is still the same, leaving no room for everyone to speak.

"Okay, we have seen through you, the ungrateful wolf. If there is really danger, you will run faster than anyone else. If you don't call me, we will call me by ourselves."

The oldest man took out a talisman, rubbed his fingers, and then told the story. Then he waved his hand and the talisman flew out.

"Let's go and find the elders. You can't just forget about this. Even if the senior brother doesn't leave the seclusion, we have to ask them to apologize, otherwise they will get out of the Wuyou Valley."

"Yes, go find the elder."

A group of disciples rushed to the Elders' Hall in groups of three or five. It seemed that they had to let Xiao Yu and the others explain this time!

After everyone left, Mo Cheng's closed eyes slowly opened.

"What a group of frogs in the well, you will be humiliating yourself when you go!"

Mo Cheng clearly remembers that after his brother came back from outside to practice, he said that there are countless strong people in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower. If you can persist in the Wuyou Valley until now, it will be a servile exchange.

Maybe he will be taken down by someone at any time, so he is busy in seclusion, hoping to contribute to Wuyou Valley when danger comes.

Now these disciples don’t want to practice well, but want to eliminate dissidents for the sake of face. These people are indeed very hateful.

Thinking of this, Mo Cheng's body moved and disappeared from the spot. If someone else saw it, it would be like a ghost.

The houses of Xiao Yu and the other two were close together. At this time, they were all practicing in the room. In recent times, they have been busy with other things, but their cultivation has not improved at all.

"Maoshan Demon Seal, Condensation."

Xiao Yu's hands kept forming complex handprints. Since the last time he successfully practiced the ghost seal, the demon seal has been unable to be practiced.

Although Maoshan Seal Decision said that it would take 80% of its cultivation to practice Maoshan Demon Seal, he still wanted to give it a try.

Once, twice, three times, each ended in failure, and the spiritual energy in the body was also consumed!

The demon seal is already a very powerful seal, and the requirements for the body are also very high!

Xiao Yu is now in a small cultivation level, but his body is not as good as those monsters, which is already amazing!

In ordinary monks with valley clothes, they can't do this at all!

"It seems that it's time to refine them!"

After several consecutive failures, Xiao Yu stopped practicing. After closing his eyes and meditating for a while, he opened his eyes again.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed past the door, like a ghost, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

"Who..."

The moment the black shadow appeared, Xiao Yu shouted loudly, and then waved his hand, and a few silver embroidery needles flew out of his hand.

The embroidery needle penetrated the bamboo building and roared, directly penetrating the back of the man in black outside.
Chapter completed!