Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 538: Mysterious Fire Cult

The breeze blows, blows off the leaves and wrinkles the water.

It also made Lu Zitong calm.

There were waves.

He was dressed in white clothes full of snow, and his long hair was carefully groomed, and it was loosely draped behind his back, and an invisible wave emerged from his body.

Although his face was expressionless, he was already moved.

"Who are you?"

He spoke slowly, and looked away from the alchemy bottle in the opponent's palm with a little difficulty.

Zhu Jidan!

If it wasn't for his lack of cultivation, he might have gone up and snatched it.

"People who can help you." The man in black smiled lightly, put away the pill bottle:

"Lu Zitong, with your cultivation talent, no matter what sect or sect you belong to, no one can cover it except those innate Taoist bodies."

"Why stick to a mere Cangyu faction?"

"My teacher treats me as much as a mountain." Lu Zitong's expression darkened, and he said:

"Let me betray her, often I can't!"

"What is betrayal?" The man in black shook his head and said:

"Your master has the grace to teach you, this cannot be denied, but she is now an obstacle to your path to enlightenment, but it is also a fact."

"The ancients once said that cutting off one's path is tantamount to killing one's parents!"

"Hmph!" Lu Zitong snorted softly:

"Your Excellency is a dignified Daoist senior, don't you just sow dissension?"

"No!" The man in black shook his head again:

"I just invite you to join us, not to make you and your teacher enmity with each other. If your teacher really cares about you, he shouldn't stop you."

"after all……"

"Cangyu faction, there is no way to establish foundation alchemy yet, right?"

Lu Zitong was silent, his eyes gradually became cold.

His cultivation has been qualified to attack the Dao base since the year before last, but Xue Luyi asked him to continue to temper his mana on the grounds that his foundation was insufficient.

This may be true.

But Lu Zitong also knew that even if he had accumulated enough, it would be difficult for the Zongmen to provide Jidan now.

That Elder Mo is said to be able to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill, but...

No herbs!

Several major medicinal materials of Zhuji Dan are firmly controlled by the Jiujiang League and the four great families, and the share that flows out every year is very small.

The Cangyu faction, which has established a faction in Beichuan Island for less than ten years, is not yet qualified to participate in the carve-up.

Seeing his complexion change, the man in black knew that the other party was moved, and spoke again:

"After joining our sect, you are still you. In the future, you will prove the Daoist foundation. Although you cannot return to the Cangyu sect, it is normal to help out."

"This is also a good thing for the Cangyu faction!"

"Really?" Lu Zitong is not someone who can be fooled by a few words. Hearing this, he smiled coldly, showing disdain:

"Even if Lu really abandoned the sect for Jidan, why would he choose Your Excellency, Your Excellency hides his head and reveals his tail, and he doesn't even reveal his origin, I'm afraid it's not a good person."

"Besides!"

He clasped his fists in both hands, clasped his hands away, and said:

"The head of my family is a Daoji perfect monk, and now he is seeking the method of forming alchemy. If he becomes a golden alchemy in the future, the Cangyu faction will fly to Huang Teng soon, so why should Lu worry about the road being blocked?"

"Golden Core?" The voice of the man in black disdains:

"Junior, do you think that golden elixir is so easy to form? There are countless monks in Beijiang, and I don't know how many years it took to produce a golden elixir."

"Even the innate Dao body, Zhong Tiandi Lingxiu, whether it can form alchemy is still a matter of opinion, let alone ordinary practitioners like you?"

"Your family's head is approaching longevity, how many years can she protect her if she fails to form the alchemy? Moreover, even if she can really form the alchemy, at that time, you may be hopeless."

"As for us..."

He smiled coldly, waved his hand, and a dark red token fell into Lu Zitong's hand:

"You take this thing and find out what the words on it represent. After you think it over, come and find me."

"Remember!"

"It's your blessing that we can see you. Not everyone has this opportunity, and if you can't become Daoist..."

"It's also a piece of trash!"

When the sound fell, the black wind suddenly rose in the field, and it rolled up out of thin air, and it was already rolling up the man in black, escaping into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Zi was left alone, standing there blankly.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the token in his palm.

"Blood River."

…………

The four veins of the Holy Sect are Heishui, Xuehe, Beiming, and Xuanyou.

Among them, the blood river lineage is the most infamous.

Unexpected.

Beijiang also has people from Shengzong.

But this is also normal. The Jiujiang League is not what it used to be. The forces of all parties are intertwined, intriguing and dissatisfied with each other, making it difficult to control.

The inside has already been infiltrated into a sieve.

Beijiang is no exception.

Mo Qiu didn't show up, nor did he make a move to stop that person.

no need.

It is impossible for him to protect the Cangyu Sect all the time, and it is not a major matter related to the survival of the sect. A mere junior, it is not his turn to take care of it.

The light escaped like a black line, passing through the void, and stopped in front of a cloud as black as ink.

Don't ask to be covered in black smoke, the smoke spreads and billows behind the back like a cloak, and the fiery red eyes are looming, giving people a sense of horror.

The real face is hidden behind the black smoke.

"Om..."

The dark clouds in front trembled slightly, revealing a passage.

At the end of the passage, there is actually a stone step. The top of the stone step is shrouded in smoke and clouds, as if there is a mountain hidden in this black cloud, and there are some chaotic sounds.

Don't beg to sneak in and go up the street.

Not long after, he walked into a bustling palace in the clouds.

There are not many people in the hall, and most of them cover up their cultivation and cover up their true appearance, but all those who show their aura are not weak, and the worst is a Daoist monk.

and even……

Grandmaster Jindan!

"Mr. Mo Da!"

As soon as he walked into it, a familiar voice sounded from afar, making him stagnate.

"Brother Zhou." Mo Qiu turned his head and cupped his hands towards the visitor.

In Beichuan Xiandao, besides the superiority of the Jiujiang League, the four great families are the most prominent, the Zhou family is one of the four great families, and Zhou Xuangan is the third master of the Zhou family.

At the same time, he is also a Golden Core cultivator.

The two have traded several times in the past few years, and they are also considered acquaintances.

"Mr. Mo Da, come to collect elixir again?" Zhou Xuangan laughed loudly, and stepped forward:

"It's just right, I just received a batch of high-quality elixir here, let's see if it suits your needs, and I have something to talk about, why don't you find a place to discuss it in detail?"

"Oh!" Mo Qiu turned his head and stretched out his hand to signal:

"please."

"Please." Zhou Xuangan led the way, and walked into the quiet room not far away, which was dedicated to trading. After entering, he waved his hand, and the aura fell, and all the outside sounds disappeared.

"Two years ago, there were quite a few monks who went to the waters to hunt monsters, and there were also many good things."

After pulling the soft chair and sitting down, he handed over a jade slip:

"The list of things is all in there. Mr. Mo Da has a look to see if there is anything you need. If there is any, I will send someone to send it."

"good."

Moqiu nodded, took the jade slip, and with a sweep of spiritual thoughts, his eyes lit up, and he felt a little regretful:

"There are indeed a lot of good things. It's a pity that Mo has a lot of cash in his pocket, and most of them are just to relieve eye addiction, but I'm sorry, Brother Zhou."

"Haha..." Zhou Xuangan laughed loudly:

"With Mr. Mo Da's alchemy skills, if you want a spirit stone, isn't it easy to get?"

"Hmm." Mo Qiu was noncommittal, thought for a while, and asked:

"Brother Zhou, do you have the Foundation Establishment Pill in your hand?"

"Building Foundation Pill?" Zhou Xuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly after pondering for a moment:

"Mr. Mo Da, there are descendants who need this pill? Although I don't have many pills here, it's not a problem if I get two pills."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands lightly and sent out a message:

"I'll have someone bring it here."

Foundation Establishment Pill is naturally useless to them.

But it is an indispensable thing in the journey of practice. In order to maintain their own status, the major forces have even occupied the acquisition channels of the main medicine.

The share released every year is also to appease public outrage.

Zhou Xuangan gave up two pills casually, no doubt he was not begging for a favor.

"Thank you." Mo Qiu cupped his hands:

"Price……"

"It's over." Zhou Xuangan waved his hand, interrupting his words, and said:

"It's just right, if someone asks to see you, I'll treat it as a favor."

"Want to see me?" Mo Qiu was taken aback:

"who?"

This is the place where some high-ranking monks from the Jiujiang League gather, and few people know his name as 'Mr. Mo Da'.

Who will see me?

Zhou Xuangan didn't answer directly, but asked: "Brother Mo, it seems that he has been looking for the method of fire at the golden core level for the past few years?"

"Not bad." Mo Qiu nodded:

"Brother Zhou has a clue?"

"There is no need for a unique copy, but rubbings are also acceptable. Mo Mou only wants to see it, not to keep it privately."

"Haha..." Zhou Xuangan smiled and shook his head:

"Once the rank of the cultivation method enters the Golden Core, there is nothing that is impossible. It can be used as the foundation of a school. Even if there is one, no one is willing to make a move."

"oh!"

"There is a way."

"What way?" Mo Qiu's eyes lit up.

After advancing to the Golden Core, he often felt that the power of the spells he cultivated could not keep up. Although the Shifang Killing Dao is strong, it can only be effective if it is close.

The Great Burning Curse has gradually been unable to keep up with his cultivation.

Naturally, there is an urgent need for high-level methods.

"In Jiujiang League, there is an internal trade fair." Zhou Xuangan said:

"You can barter things inside. If Brother Mo is willing to exchange his own skills, he will be able to exchange for the same level of skills."

"..."

Don't ask for a look of stagnation.

Although he has extraordinary opportunities, the only golden alchemy methods in his body are the Eight Views of the Coffin, the Heart Sutra of Yan Luo, and the real body of Wuyue Town Prison.

These are the foundations of his proof, and it is impossible for others to see them.

Even if you can.

When he acquired the Eight Scenery Art of the Coffin and the Real Body of Wuyue Town Prison, he also promised Taiyizong not to spread it to outsiders, and made an oath.

Come to think of it, so are the others.

In this regard, he can only sigh:

"forget about it!"

He is now 800 years old. If he takes the elixir, he can live for a thousand years without any problem. With ample time, he naturally loses the sense of urgency he had when he was practicing.

and.

With Taiyi Demon Refining Sword Art and Tianlei Sword, it is enough to deal with ordinary opponents.

"What I want to say is precisely related to this." Zhou Xuangan tilted his head, and his voice spread outside:

"come in!"

The sound fell, and the two entered the room after hearing the sound.

The ones who came in were an old man and a young man. The old man had gray hair, his face was wrinkled, and his breath was decaying. The young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Junior Wu Yong, I have met two masters."

The old man cupped his hands tremblingly, and stretched out his hand to attract the young man:

"This is Cong, the younger generation of the Wu family. Hurry up and meet the two seniors."

The young man should be, knelt on the ground, and said crisply: "Wu Zicong kowtowed to the two seniors!"

"Get up." Zhou Xuangan waved his hand, and an invisible force immediately supported the boy:

"Brother Mo, these two are the descendants of the Xuanhuo Sect. The Xuanhuo Sect had flourished hundreds of years ago, with a master of the golden core, but it has long since declined."

"They should be the only remaining descendants."

"Xuanhuo Cult." Mo Qiu raised his eyebrows.

Although I have never heard of this name, there is no doubt that the method taught is related to fire.

"That's right." Wu Yong nodded tremblingly, and said:

"Senior Mo, the old man's name is not wrong, he is just a useless person, the profound fire is inherited from the old man, and he is almost on the verge of perishing."

"Please, senior, help me!"

As he spoke, he also knelt down on the ground, his voice choked up.

"Get up and talk." Mo Qiu frowned, feeling bad already in his heart:

"What's the matter?"

"Report to senior." The old man couldn't kneel down, so he stood up and replied:

"The Xuanhuo Sect died out four hundred years ago, and the surviving descendants are scattered all over Beijiang. The old ancestors brought their descendants to settle down in Xiandao."

"For hundreds of years, it has been peaceful."

"Until thirty years ago..."

He raised his head, with misery all over his wrinkled face:

"The man who exterminated the sect appeared again and killed more than three hundred members of my Wu family. Only the old man and this descendant escaped by chance."

Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes.

He could see clearly that although the old man's aura was fading, he was a solid late Daoist monk.

It can destroy the sect with Jindan sitting in it, and it has been hunted down for hundreds of years.

The person who strikes must be a Golden Core Grandmaster!

"I am helpless, I don't want revenge now, I just want a shelter." Wu Yong continued:

"If the senior is willing to promise to protect my descendant and help him achieve Daoist foundation, this old man is willing to present the secret code of inheritance of the Xuanhuo sect."

"Old Ancestor!" The young man trembled, looked at the old man with tears in his eyes, and gritted his teeth:

"We don't need to ask others. After I have cultivated the family-inherited method and proved the golden core, it will not be too late to seek justice from that person!"

"Nonsense!" Wu Yong waved his sleeves heavily:

"What do you know, don't talk too much!"

Then he looked at Moqiu and said:

"Senior, the inheritance of my teaching skills is extraordinary. I have produced three golden alchemy masters in a row. It seems that there is also the method of conceiving babies, and there is also the secret art of refining magic weapons."

"also……"

"Enough!" Mo Qiu waved his hand, interrupted him, and asked:

"Who did you offend?"

"This..." Wu Yong's voice froze.

"Young Master He Lianyu." Zhou Xuangan on the side whispered:

"This person has a mid-Golden Core cultivation base, and his grandfather... is Yunmengchuan Loose Cultivator, Master Wanxiang."

Hearing this, Mo Qiu looked at Zhou Xuangan with a strange expression on his face.

Golden core middle stage!

Real Nascent Soul!

The other party thinks highly of me!

Moreover, he knew the name He Lianyu, one of the four sons and three female immortals of Yunmengchuan, although he was in the middle stage of Jindan, his strength was not inferior to the late Jindan stage, and he was a person who was expected to be born.

"Uh..." Zhou Xuan felt embarrassed, and whispered:

"Brother Mo's identity is a mystery, no one knows, and Mr. Qianji may not be able to kill them all. If he just protects a descendant, he may not be in trouble."

"Of course, brother Mo thinks for himself."

"There's no need to think about it." Mo Qiu shook his head:

"It's actually easy to kill a master of golden core after hundreds of years. Please forgive Mo Mou for not being able to do this."

As he said, he waved his sleeves:

"Go slowly, don't send it off!"

He wanted to get started with the Golden Core Method, but he was not so urgent. He was rushing to get himself into trouble that he obviously couldn't provoke.

Even if he doesn't make trouble, this young man will make trouble one day.

No wonder Zhou Xuangan looked apologetic just now.

I see!

I don't know what benefit he got to save face and introduce people to know him.