Disaster Strikes

"Luyao!"

Yao Li couldn't help but snort when she returned to the house.

"She was messing with her state of mind."

The scary thing about the inner demon is that when you realize its existence, the more you want to block it, it turns out that the more you care about it, the stronger it will become.

Similar to martial arts practice, it requires the practitioner's mind and body to be unified.

Monks also have extremely high requirements for their own state of mind, which is to govern by doing nothing and let nature take its course.

Therefore, in theory, there is no distinction between good and evil in the monk's profession itself, nor between Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. As long as you let nature take its course, you are afraid of being unsteady and panicked, which will breed inner demons and be eaten by them.

This day.

Boom!

Following the melodious sound of a bell, Yao Li, who had been at home for several days, slowly opened her eyes.

After taking a deep breath and adjusting her breath, she came to the dressing mirror and checked her posture before walking out of the room.

"Junior sister, you finally came out."

Facing Chen Mo's concern, Yao Li tried her best to act calm and calm, like a fairy from the world instead of a witch.

"Um."

Yao Li raised her head and looked at the mountains among the smoke and clouds. There seemed to be a hint of desolation in her eyes.

"It's mission time, come with me."

Along the way.

Faced with Chen Mo's constant questioning, Yao Li's eyes were evasive and she couldn't respond.

It wasn't until the two of them arrived at the Hehuan Sect's main hall that they discovered that more than twenty people had gathered here, whispering to each other and chatting in low voices.

Disciples are still gathering from all directions.

"Sister Yao Li, you are very punctual."

Lu Yao took the two female disciples and took the initiative to walk towards Yao Li and sneered.

When Yao Li saw this, she was surprised and sneered.

"Junior Sister Luyao, are you also here to participate in this secret mission? We are mutual."

When Luyao heard this, she and the two female disciples beside her giggled.

"Sister, don't get me wrong. We are just entrusted by the sect to guard the order of Gulan Town outside the secret realm. It is said that the ancestor of Taishang Jindan is also in this town. The sect leader has announced that if you are lucky enough to serve the ancestor, you will be rewarded A medium-grade magic weapon, unlike someone, is forced to come here because of the protection of the elders and meritorious deeds. "

"you!"

Yao Li was extremely angry, but could not refute, so she could only grit her teeth and turn around to leave.

This caused several people behind him to chuckle again.

Now Yao Li has not completed the trial and has not been promoted to a true disciple. Coupled with Yang Cheng's incident, her status in the sect has plummeted.

"Junior sister, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Chen Mo's comfort made Yao Li even more angry.

If it weren't for you, how could I be in this situation?

She was about to have an attack when she saw a male cultivator in white looking at her. She suppressed the anger in her heart and walked over quickly with Chen Mo.

"Senior brother Yu Le, is aunt okay?"

This person was Yu Le, whom Chen Mo had met once before in Chuan Gong Hall. His eyes briefly met Chen Mo's and he smiled meaningfully.

"Junior sister Yao Li."

Yu Le responded calmly.

"Master, she has been in a bad mood these past two days because of your matter. After all... you have an extraordinary status in her heart. Needless to say, the danger of this mission is very high, even for those of us who are at the top of the twelfth level of Qi training. A true disciple may be killed at any time if he is not careful. It is really too dangerous for junior sister.”

"I am ashamed of my aunt."

When Yao Li heard this, she burst into tears.

When she was six years old, her parents died in a battle with Sanyang Clan disciples.

And this once unknown disciple of the Sanyang Sect was now the famous Leihuo Taoist, a foundation-building monk that she could not resist.

Yao Li was raised by her aunt.

Because my aunt was promoted to a foundation-building monk in the sect three years ago and was regarded as a seducing fairy. Therefore, her status in the sect also increased accordingly, and she received a lot of resources. Only then did she become a member of the sect. He is an influential figure among the disciples and successfully obtained the qualification for the true disciple trial.

"Junior sister, don't think too much."

Yu Le said calmly: "Master will do his best to protect you during this mission. Last night, Master specially told me that after entering the secret realm, I will be inseparable from you and protect you to complete this mission."

Yu Le's words finally made Yao Li's gloomy mood slightly better.

She forced a smile.

"Senior brother is already at the peak of the twelfth level of Qi training. With what he said, unless those foundation-building elders take action, there should be no worries, and junior sister can rest assured."

Seeing that Yao Li didn't seem to realize the danger of the secret realm, Yu Le looked solemn.

"Junior sister, please don't be careless, let alone me. Even Master, she is not 100% sure that she can come back alive."

"ah!?"

Let’s not mention the conversation between Yu Le and Yao Li for now.

Chen Mo noticed that the Wind Whisperer also appeared followed by a female cultivator with a frosty face.

From the vaguely fearful look in the female cultivator's eyes towards the Wind Whisperer, as well as the Wind Whisperer's proud and confident posture, it was not difficult for Chen Mo to judge that the Mark of Albizia was already in his possession.

The reason why this disaster mission has not ended yet is just to delay time and participate in this exploration of the ancient secret realm.

Wind Whisperer also noticed Chen Mo and nodded towards him.

soon.

Chen Mo then noticed that among the monks walking in the distance, Xiu Ying was following a frowning male cultivator. After seeing Chen Mo, she smiled slightly at Chen Mo, and then secretly nodded to the wind whisperer.

Chen Mo was not worried about Yan Ying.

Don’t say anything else.

The white magic shield skill alone can offset the effect of resisting mental interference and energy erosion, which is enough to ensure her invincibility.

Judging from the posture of this male cultivator, it is obvious that Xiuying, like the Wind Whisperer, has been completely controlled by her.

On the contrary, it was myself.

It seems that he has a comprehensive advantage, but he has not yet reached the critical value. He cannot control Yao Li arbitrarily and complete the task at any time.

Before you knew it, more than a hundred people had gathered in the square.

"Look!"

There was an exclamation from the crowd.

Chen Mo couldn't help but look.

This was actually a flying boat with a length of more than ten feet. It flew slowly towards this side from the clouds and mist of another mountain.

After the flying boat docked in the square in front of the main hall, a man with a naive smile and a round body stood in front of the flying boat.

"Disciples, please board the SkySky Boat."

This person's voice was both yin and yang. He was the head of the Hehuan Sect and layman Huanxi who had met on the altar when Chen Mo first came to this world to carry out this mission.

After this month of investigation, Chen Mo naturally already knew something about the Hehuan Sect.

Within the Hehuan Sect.

Except for the Supreme Elder of the Golden Core Stage, who saw the divine dragon but never saw its tail, Huanxi Layman was the strongest person in the sect, a mid-stage Foundation Establishment monk with a total of twelve Foundation Establishment monks under his command.

Hehuan Sect does not have late-stage foundation-building monks.

In other words, in the entire Leilan country, there are only a handful of monks who have advanced to the late stage of foundation building and are expected to reach the golden elixir stage in a hundred years, and most of them have died due to the end of their lifespan.

The Leilan Kingdom is just one of the small, small countries at the bottom of the Guixu world.

The cultivation resources within the territory are very limited, and the golden elixir stage monks are already at their peak. Their longevity can easily reach three to four hundred years, and some monks who are good at health preservation can even live to seven or eight hundred years old.

This way.

These Jindan monks will naturally not delay their cultivation career for some mundane things.

They often leave the sect's affairs to the younger generations of the sect and usually rely on a large number of sects for worship. They either practice in seclusion in secret rooms with strong aura, or travel to countries with more abundant resources. Only when the sect encounters annihilation They only show up in times of disaster.

This time, the Leilan Kingdom suddenly appeared in the ancient secret realm, and the five major sects reached cooperation. It was these Jindan monks who were behind it.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to achieve the so-called cooperation based on the grievances among the monks of the five major sects.

For these Jindan monks.

Although this secret realm is full of temptations, they know each other well and have already entered the great road. It is not worth it to fight over this and delay the great cause of cultivation.

After all, their lives are much more precious than those below.

What's more.

This matter is of great importance, and we must prevent the covetousness of foreign monks, so we reached an agreement to leave the exploration of the secret realm to the disciples. This way, we can rely on our strength and will not escalate the conflict and delay their great practice. , and also prevent foreign monks from causing trouble.

The disciples of Hehuan Sect boarded the flying boat one after another.

Even though the flying boat carried hundreds of Hehuan Sect disciples, it didn't feel crowded.

Among these disciples, except for the more than ten true disciples at the eleventh and twelfth levels of Qi training, most of them are inner disciples at the eighth, ninth and tenth levels of Qi training.

Among them are Yao Li and Lu Yao.

As for the other natural disaster victims who came with Chen Mo to perform the mission, because they have all become demon puppets, and the disciples who controlled them have been promoted to true disciples, and after receiving the guidance of the foundation-building elder, they practiced in seclusion inside the door. Naturally, Won't show up here anymore.

The flying boat slowly floated up and flew into the distance.

Many monks who were flying for the first time exclaimed with excitement.

As far as Chen Mo knows.

Monks in the foundation-building stage can float and fly for a short time, but the speed is very slow, similar to a hot-air balloon. The so-called flying with a sword cannot be realized until after the golden elixir stage, through the natal magic weapon.

As far as traveling is concerned.

The monk profession has more advantages than most professions that natural disaster victims come into contact with.

As for this flying boat, it is probably a secret treasure of the Hehuan Sect, or a special prop. If the natural disaster victims can snatch one, it will be a very valuable treasure even for middle and high-level societies.

Yao Li took Chen Mo and followed Yu Le to the front of the flying boat.

"master."

Yu Le saluted respectfully to a female cultivator in purple clothes.

The purple-clothed female cultivator responded lightly, turned back to look at Yao Li, and snorted coldly.

"If you hadn't been the only descendant left by my brother, I would never have indulged you again. Do you know how many people I have begged and how much criticism I have received for your sake?"

Yao Li's eyes were filled with tears when she heard this.

"It's Yao Li who failed to live up to expectations. Yao Li knew she was wrong."

Needless to say, this person is Fairy Gou Po, a foundation-building monk of the Hehuan Sect.

Chen Mo noticed that there was a man who looked like a monk standing next to her.

The monk has gray eyebrows, but he has a strong body, full of vitality and blood, and a ferocious face. There are six scars on the top of his head. He holds a Zen staff and is as motionless as a mountain.

Chen Mo was in a daze when he saw this.

This seems to be a mixture of the old Zhang Fei and the prime Lu Zhishen.

Chen Mo felt a strong sense of oppression from this monk. He knew that this person was originally a natural disaster, but was controlled by the Fairy Gou Po and became a puppet. He couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity."

The next moment.

The cold eyes of the Fairy Gou Po fell on Chen Mo.

Chen Mo's face was stiff, and he didn't dare to look at her, just pretending not to see her.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Chen Mo seemed to see this strange monk in a trance, and he seemed to smile evilly at him.

When he looked at the monk again, the monk was still the same, standing still like a mountain.