Cultivating immortals is a hard job

In the flying car, Mo Linger suddenly shouted excitedly.

"Uncle, stop for a moment. I saw the Tiansui flower!"

Mo Xun smiled and ordered Bai Ze to stop the flying car. With a push of his robe sleeve, he sent the little girl slowly down from the sky.

In his spare time on the road, Mo Xun would occasionally teach the two juniors some miscellaneous knowledge other than cultivation.

Alchemy, refining, array formation, as long as they are interested, Mo Xun will give a few instructions.

Mo Linger likes some exotic flowers and plants, so the group simply chooses some deep mountains and old forests to walk. Whenever they encounter spiritual objects, they will delay for a while and let the little girl pick them.

The two brothers and sisters were still a little in awe of this young uncle, but gradually, they also understood Mo Xun's temper and became a little bolder.

At this moment, Mo Xun felt a little bit like playing with his grandchildren, just letting them do whatever they wanted.

He could always feel a little bit of family affection from this blood that had been diluted so much.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

The little girl in the bush was startled and almost stumbled and fell.

"Who dares to trespass into the boundless forbidden land?"

As the voice fell, two men suddenly walked out of a hidden formation and immediately surrounded Mo Linger.

The two men each held a magic weapon in their hands, with a fierce look on their faces. Judging from their cultivation, they were all at the perfect stage of Qi Refining.

Mo Yichen on the flying car felt nervous and looked at his uncle beside him.

Mo Xun smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to grab the void, and took Mo Linger into the flying car with her exclamation.

This unique skill scared the two Qi Refining cultivators.

They only then noticed that there was a flying magic weapon hovering in the sky.

The two were naturally not ignorant. They could cast spells so casually, at least they were at the stage of Dan formation.

Thinking of this, they hurriedly saluted in the air with trembling fear.

"I didn't know you were here, please forgive me!"

Mo Xun would not argue with such people, and asked calmly: "Who are you and why are you hiding here?"

The two secretly looked at each other. Although they didn't want to say it in their hearts, they had no choice at the moment.

Fortunately, looking at the appearance of the people in front of them, they didn't look like spies from the Demonic Path.

"I am a secret sentry of the Tiandao League on the periphery. I was ordered to monitor those who broke into the Wuliang Inner Mountain. I don't know what your name is, but are you going to the Tiandao League?"

Mo Xun nodded lightly.

"Report it, just say that Mo Xun from the Tianjian Sect is here!"

Hearing this name, the two of them were shocked at the same time.

In fact, the Tiandao League has been too famous in the past few years.

Especially the senior who called himself "Mo Xun", it is very likely that he is the mysterious Mo Zongzhu.

Then, someone threw out a sound transmission talisman, and soon, a man in the early stage of Jindan flew over from the end of the sky.

"I am Qi Tiande, a disciple of Xuanyang Sect. I am honored to meet Senior Mo!"

This man was strong and muscular, with a very rough face. As soon as he came up, he bowed respectfully.

Mo Xun did not stand up, just looked at him calmly.

"Do you know why I am here?"

Qi Tiande quickly replied: "I am here to lead the way for you, Senior, under the order of Tiandao League. My master, Master Xunyang and Master Shengling are now welcoming you in front. Please follow me."

Mo Xun nodded.

"Lead the way!"

Then two rainbow lights were seen passing through the sky, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The two Qi-refining juniors below wiped their sweat.

One of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, we didn't act in a hurry. This Sect Master Mo is too weird. He actually brought a little girl of the fourth level of Qi Refining with him."

The other person hurriedly looked into the distance, winked at the side, and said in a voice transmission: "Be careful of your mouth. The power of the Yuanying cultivator is unfathomable. Maybe our every move is under their surveillance."

Hearing this, the man quickly shut up, and his face turned pale.

Just when the two were terrified, the phantom car had arrived thousands of miles away.

What they saw in front of them was no different from ordinary mountains and dense forests, but under this calmness, there was a terrifying killing formation.

With Mo Xun's attainments in the art of formation, he only took a glance and saw it almost exactly.

Not long after, several people came to a place covered by clouds and mist.

At this moment, a loud laugh came from the clouds and mist.

"Daoyou Mo is late, but I have kept you waiting!"

As the laughter faded, the thick clouds gradually dispersed, revealing a dozen figures inside.

Among these people were men and women, old and young.

Standing in the front were two white-haired old men, both of whom looked like immortals, one in the late Yuanying stage and the other in the middle stage.

Behind the two stood five or six Jindan cultivators.

On both sides were eight young and beautiful female cultivators in palace dress, standing in two rows, each holding a gorgeous umbrella in their hands, which gave a feeling of immortal ceremonial guards.

In this situation, Mo Xun could no longer be arrogant.

The late-stage great cultivators had come out, what else could he say?

"Mo, I meet the two Dao brothers. I am a casual person, how dare I trouble you two to come out of the mountain to greet me in person, which really makes me feel terrified."

The flying car stopped in the clouds, and Mo Xun had already flown out first.

Mo Linger, who was sitting in the carriage, looked at the scene curiously and asked through the window secretly: "Brother, why do those two white-haired grandfathers look so old? It feels like my uncle could be their grandson."

Mo Yichen's face immediately darkened and he scolded in a low voice.

Although there are restrictions on the flying car to block the sound, who knows whether those powerful Yuanying ancestors will have other ways to hear it.

Besides, as descendants of the Mo family, how can they say this about their own ancestors?

After the three of them briefly reported their names, the Holy Spirit, who was in the late Yuanying stage, smiled and said, "This is not a place to talk. Daoist Mo, please come to the cave to have a chat."

Mo Xun bowed again.

"Then thank you!"

The Wuliang Mountain is surrounded by strict defense.

Not only are there hidden and visible sentries along the way, but also a mountain protection formation is arranged like a top sect.

After passing through the clouds, they came to a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

There are no palaces and buildings in the mountains and forests, but there are sentries every few distances.

There is a market interspersed among the sentries. Looking down from the sky, you can see a large number of cultivators shuttling through it.

These people are wearing different sect costumes, but each of them has a ribbon tied on their sleeves.

These ribbons are of different colors, probably corresponding to different cultivation levels and positions.

I think this should be the coalition formed by all the sects in Southern Xinjiang.

In addition to the market, there are training grounds and cultivation caves, which are distributed along the vast Wuliang Mountain.

According to a rough estimate, there are tens of thousands of people gathered in the valley at this moment.

Among these people, there are also a large number of independent cultivators.

In terms of cultivation level, from Qi Refining to Foundation Building, it can be said that there are all kinds of people.