Cultivating immortals is a hard job

Upon hearing this, Mo Xun swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

If it was just a normal invitation, he might be able to refuse it, but since it was obviously a request, it seemed hard not to help him.

Seeing his hesitation, Luo Xi could only force a smile and said: "Brother Mo, don't worry, if it's inconvenient, I'll be my concubine!"

Mo Xunyi waved his hand.

"Fairy has misunderstood. There are several other Taoist friends who are coming next. They are staying in the lower road to pass on the notes and let them settle down in Luo'an City outside first!"

Luo Xi quickly said: "Why bother? Just let them come to Luojiabao. There is enough space here, how can we not accommodate several of my brother's companions?"

Mo Xun ignored these words and already sent out the transmission talisman.

"No, they might prefer a livelier place."

"Well, if you need anything, you can just come find me, but you have to trouble Brother Mo. If there is a way to help him improve his cultivation as soon as possible, it will be a great favor to my Luo family."

Mo Xun smiled brightly. He was not a powerful person. He had accumulated little by little through hard training. What could he do?

"Looking at Brother Luo's current cultivation, it seems that he has reached the initial bottleneck. With time, it shouldn't be difficult to jump to the mid-term."

Luo Xi sighed softly.

"It would be great if it were so easy. To be honest with Brother Mo, he has been stuck in his current state for seventy or eighty years. In fact, he had to form the golden elixir before I did. In terms of qualifications, they are nothing. He is a genius, but he is the best in our Luo clan. Because he has not made any progress for decades, he has become depressed and has become a wandering son. When his father was still alive, he had tried to find ways to break the obstacles for him many times. I even tried to imitate several Yuan Ying ancestors, but still couldn’t find the solution. Until now, the matter has become imminent.”

Mo Xun raised his eyebrows.

"How many ancestors are there in the Luo family?"

Luo Xi immediately understood the confusion in his words.

"Of course there is only one. My father has asked for help from other sects. My ancestor of the Luo family closed the door on life and death more than a hundred years ago. There is still no news from him. That's why dad has been helpless."

Mo Xun nodded suddenly, thinking that even the Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't solve the problem, and he was probably helpless!

"Brother Luo shouldn't be very old now, maybe he just lacks an opportunity!"

Luo Xi smiled bitterly.

"Brother Mo should have heard some clues just now. The time left for brother now is actually running out!"

There was some confusion on Mo Xun's face.

"How to say?"

Luo Xi didn't answer but asked: "Brother Mo, does he know what the specific situation of the Luo family in Biling Valley is like?"

Mo Xun shook his head.

Luo Xi sighed quietly.

"It seems that Brother Mo doesn't care much about my concubine?"

Mo Xun was about to prick up his ears and listen carefully, but he suddenly heard such a charming sentence and his body swayed slightly.

Although this woman has not practiced the art of bewitching, the amorous feelings she reveals inadvertently are innately charming.

Luo Xi glanced at him seductively and continued: "Although all the Luo Family Fort are descendants of the Luo family, most people's bloodline is far away. It is divided into three entrances, namely Shangyao Hall, Moli Hall, and Yushan Hall where I am!"

Mo Xun had already heard these three names during the conversation between the brother and sister just now.

At the same time, I finally understood the meaning of the two characters "Shang Yao" on the plaque.

"Among the three halls, I am the direct descendant of the Yaoluo family. The ancestor who is now in retreat is called Shangyao Zhenren. Therefore, the people in the three halls have always worshiped me as the Yaoluo family. Lord, the other two halls are vassals. They have been like this for hundreds of years, but now, there is some trouble. "

Hearing this, Mo Xun could probably guess what trouble she was referring to.

"The strength of the three halls was originally the strongest among me and Shang Yao, but since my father died and only my brother and sister were left, it is a bit weak. Especially the Molitang. After many years of keeping a low profile, it now has two pill-forming members. A mid-term monk, so if my brother is unable to advance, he will inevitably be unable to suppress the two forces in the future. With their ancestors around now, they may not dare to make mistakes, but since the ancestor Yao was injured and retreated one hundred and eighty years ago, During this period, there was no news at all, and many people speculated that the old man was no longer alive. If this is true, my lineage from Yao may be in decline. "

Mo Xun suddenly remembered that the two of them were in the ancient ruins. The other party told him that the purpose of going here was to help the elders in the family find elixirs. Judging from this time point, it might be for this ancestor.

However, in Mo Xun's view, this problem is not serious.

The Luoxi brothers and sisters are in the early stage of alchemy formation and the other in the middle stage.

If there is a fight between the two mid-term players on Molitang's side, the one who has not seen them will definitely lose.

"Are you afraid that you won't be able to defeat these two mid-term monks?"

Luo Xi met his eyes and shook her head bitterly.

"The fight between families is not as simple as Brother Mo thought. If only one or two people were killed, I would have taken action long ago. But there are thousands of descendants under the jurisdiction of the three halls, and there is no justifiable excuse. , how to convince the public?”

Mo Xun asked in confusion: "Aren't you direct descendants? Isn't this excuse not convincing?"

"Originally it was possible. As long as Daddy was alive, no one would dare to have a different intention. But when the ancestors established the hall, they left a legacy. For the sake of the descendants of the Luo family, if there were no more talents in the direct line one day, the other two halls could take their place. It was this sentence that gave them the opportunity to replace me, Shangyao."

Although Mo Xun had not experienced this kind of family infighting, he understood the general meaning.

But he had another question.

"Forgive me for being blunt, even if your brother's cultivation stagnated, can't you be considered a talent with the qualifications of a fairy?"

"Thank you, Brother Mo, for your praise, but unfortunately, I am just a woman!"

Mo Xun understood. It seems that the ancestor of the Luo family still has a side that favors men over women.

No wonder she hopes that her brother will advance to the middle stage as soon as possible. It turns out that the only one who can represent the Shangyao Luo family is this Luo Wangxuan.

This kind of preference for men over women is more common in aristocratic families. After all, in addition to cultivation, they also have to complete the task of passing on the family line.

In the sect, there is no such requirement.

It is not uncommon for women to serve as elders or sect leaders.

After a moment, Mo Xun suddenly asked: "Since we can't resort to simple fighting, what methods do the people in the other two halls usually use if they want to seize power?"