Cultivating immortals is a hard job

And his incarnation had changed to practicing magic skills a long time ago.

To be honest, he is a complete magic cultivator.

Over the years, due to the lack of skills, the incarnation has learned a lot of different things. Many of the magical skills were obtained by Mo Xun through seizure in the great battle between the gods and demons more than two hundred years ago.

And the palm that was slapped before was derived from the unique skills of the "Saint Demon Sect".

This Saint Demon Sect is also one of the nine sects.

In terms of sect strength, it may not be as good as the Tuoluo Sect, but it is not far behind.

The incarnation answered calmly.

"It's just that I killed a few disciples of the Saint Demon Sect in my early years, that's all!"

If it were someone else, they would probably be shocked by such frankness.

This is tantamount to admitting a grudge against the Saint Demon Sect in disguise!

Whether it is Nanjiang or the Demonic Path, offending a Yuanying Sect is not a small matter.

But Zuo Jin just nodded slightly and didn't dwell on this issue.

At their level, even if they are not as good as Yuanying, they are only one step away.

If you want to talk about fear, there is definitely some, but it is not as strong as the reaction of low-level cultivators.

"Then I wonder where you came from, and where are you preaching and casting spells now?"

The incarnation smiled heartily.

"Just an idle cloud and wild crane, there is no place to preach, let alone cast spells!"

Zuo Jin nodded in understanding, thinking that it seems to be similar to what he investigated. The master and disciple who suddenly appeared in front of him are just casual cultivators.

But the purpose of his trip here is not just to see the other party's true body.

There are both the instructions of the sect's supreme elders and his own selfishness.

It is really too sensitive at this critical juncture.

At this time, the front lines of the two sides of the sky and the demon are each deploying millions of troops.

Almost every moment, people are dying.

For the sake of not only the Taoism, but also the survival of the demons.

Under such circumstances, it would be strange for anyone to find such a powerful Jindan peak cultivator suddenly appear in the heartland of the Demon Sect.

It was not the Demon Venerable Hall that was panicking, but they did the same thing.

There are countless demon cultivators in the southern border area now.

Although the two parties have different purposes, they have the same goal, which is the ancient teleportation array.

Although it is impossible to implement the policy of killing the wrong person rather than letting him go, it is still necessary to be cautious and vigilant.

Zuo Jin's main task is to test the details of the mysterious master Mo Xun.

From now on, it should not be a big problem.

After all, the cultivation of this old man in the bamboo hat cannot be faked. He is a genuine fake infant realm, and his magic skills are extremely profound.

To cultivate to this realm, you must start to focus on magic skills at least two or three hundred years ago.

But at that time, perhaps even the first battle between the gods and demons had not yet broken out, not to mention the ancient teleportation array that appeared only decades ago.

If this kind of person was also sent by the other side, it means that the Tiandao League began to secretly cultivate death warriors who practiced magic skills hundreds of years ago.

This kind of advanced layout is a bit unrealistic.

Of course, this conclusion cannot be too arbitrary.

Perhaps this person was originally a member of the Demonic Path, but was only instigated by the Tiandao League.

This situation is not impossible, after all, the entire Demonic Path is not entirely monolithic.

The two small mustaches on Zuo Jin's lips moved, and he smiled rather mercenaryly: "With the cultivation of Brother Dao, it is difficult for ordinary forces to win over. Whether it is a wild crane or a deep-water dragon, it is the same in Zuo's opinion. You and I pursue the Great Dao in order to one day soar to the sky, and it is the same wherever we practice."

Mo Xun commanded the incarnation without speaking, waiting for the other party's next words.

Although this person does not smile or speak, he is a person with deep thoughts.

"Brother Dao, are you interested in joining my Tuoluomen?"

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows and waited for a long time, and the result was actually such a sentence.

Calling him here is to win him over?

Mo Xun knew that for ordinary sects, they really wanted to absorb high-level cultivators.

For example, in his Tianjian Sect, anyone who could build a foundation or form a pill would be entrusted with important tasks and promised the status of elder.

That was because Tianjian Sect was just established and there were no high-level cultivators to take charge, so they had to do so.

In the old Yuanying sect, it would be rare to do so.

The reason is very simple, there is no sense of belonging!

Only disciples trained by the sect will recognize the inheritance and will be willing to contribute when the sect is facing life and death.

Besides, it was really hasty to invite a fake infant cultivator whose background was unknown when they met for the first time.

Mo Xun was surprised and whispered: "Thank you for your kindness. I have always been free and can't stand being bound."

Zuo Jin waved his hand.

"Brother, don't rush to refuse. You might as well listen to Zuo's conditions."

The incarnation under the bamboo hat was expressionless and pondered for a while.

"Please speak!"

Zuo Jin suddenly changed the subject and asked, "How long have you been lingering in the current realm?"

Mo Xun wanted to say that it was only a few years. Thinking back to when he came out of Tiankui Realm, he accidentally entered the space crack when returning to Dongshengzhou. If it weren't for the shattering of the golden elixir, he probably wouldn't be so anxious to form a baby. Fortunately, the Jiangyun Immortal Fruit was ripe, otherwise who knows if he could pass that level.

Everything is often God's will!

But since Zuo Jin asked this, Mo Xun probably guessed what the other party was talking about, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He commanded the incarnation and sighed.

"I learned Taoism from my teacher when I was seven years old. I successfully built the foundation at the age of thirty. I entered the realm of pill formation when I was less than a hundred years old. In this flash, nearly four hundred years have passed. In fact, I had reached the current realm as early as two hundred years ago. , but I have been slow to take the last step, not because I am unwilling, but because I am not sure, and I cannot feel the barrier of Nascent Soul. I am afraid that when the pill is broken, it will be the day when I am defeated."

Zuo Jin showed a bit of surprise at first, and then nodded as if he was empathetic.

He was making secret calculations in his heart, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was already over five hundred years old.

The reason why he was surprised was that he was shocked by the opponent's initial cultivation speed.

A Dan-forming monk who is less than a hundred years old can be classified into a category with extremely high talents even in the entire Demonic Path.

It's just the subsequent practice that makes people a little bit sad.

The pill-forming period has lingered for four hundred years, and there are many of them in the entire world of immortality!

Such people often choose to make a breakthrough before their longevity is approaching.

Once it’s done, it will soar into the sky!

If you fail, you should return to dust and dust to dust. There is nothing to regret.

In fact, let alone the old man in a bamboo hat in front of him, Zuo Jin himself has also been stuck in the current state for nearly a hundred years.

Zuo Jin suddenly touched his short beard and smiled.

"If there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I can help Brother Dao increase the chance of having a baby. I wonder if I would be interested?"

The Avatar spoke hastily.

"what chance?"

Zuo Jin smiled mysteriously.