Mythological origins

When you are in the martial arts world, you cannot help yourself, let alone in a half-gray, half-black organization like Wentianmen.

Even Mo Fengwu, who looks the most innocent, has killed several people.

The other women have followed Mo Tianxie through life and death many times, and the number of enemies they have killed is at least double digits.

For example, when you encounter a robber while escorting goods, if you don't kill him, he will kill you, and he will step on your corpse and call you a fool, and there is no mercy at all.

In such a chaotic world, there are only two possibilities for not killing people in the martial arts world. Either you are too weak and no one can kill you, or you are too strong and no one can kill you.

And Bai Mo, who seemed to be resting in the car, was obviously the latter.

On weekdays, when they travel in a convoy like this, they have to be extremely careful at all times, because there will always be some hungry guys who will attack at the cost of their lives.

But this trip was safe and easier than going out for a picnic. All the precautions they prepared in advance seemed to be in vain.

The three carriages moved forward, rested several times on the way, and tossed around for three or four days before arriving at the foot of the mountain where the target was.

According to the instructions of the Yin-Yang Sect's Ascension Order, the destination of the holder of the order is exactly the top of this mountain.

...

"Senior, is this the place? Why does it seem like there is nothing? Where is the mountain you promised?"

After a few days of contact, Mo Fengwu gradually understood that this senior was the kind of guy who was relatively easy to talk to, but never considered other people's feelings when he spoke or acted.

He would not get angry because the questioner's question was stupid, but his answer and behavior did not consider whether it would make the listener uncomfortable.

In general, he is a person who lives in his own world.

He doesn't care about other people's opinions or feelings.

"Maze."

Bai Mo picked up the Yin-Yang Sect's Ascension Order and flicked it gently with his hand. The maze used to block mortals at the bottom of the mountain automatically left a path.

At the end of the road was a dark area that could not be seen at the end. It always made people feel that it was not the entrance, but the big mouth of a giant monster. Walking in was like walking into a trap.

"Heart-refining array." Bai Mo said, and then let the carriage continue to move forward.

"Heart-refining array?" Mo Fengwu felt a little confused when she heard this answer.

"What the senior meant is that there is no real danger behind the array, it just looks dangerous, to scare those who don't have the courage to take the last step."

"..."

The three carriages slowly drove into the darkness.

They only took a few steps in the darkness and then walked out again.

At this time, what came into everyone's eyes was a pavilion with exquisite craftsmanship and carved beams and painted rafters.

Among the many pavilions, two fairies who were radiant and extraordinary looked down at the carriage that slowly walked to the front of the hall.

But compared with their extraordinary appearance, the content of their private conversation was inevitably extremely contrasting.

"It seems that the one who found the fairy fate this time is a rich boy from the mortal world?"

"This is not an ordinary rich boy."

"A middle-aged woman, a beautiful young man, an elegant and mature one, oh, and a castrated man, who seems to be a playful young man with all kinds of hobbies."

Both of them are foundation-building cultivators. They scanned the carriage with their divine thoughts and knew the situation clearly.

"Sister, I like this kind of playful people."

"It must be very exciting for us to play with such a playful person." As she spoke, one of the fairies' hands had already unconsciously begun to stretch in a certain direction.

"I don't know how he would feel if he was taken into the harem and played with day and night by us?"

"I like to see their mental breakdown expressions after knowing the truth the most."

Among the three carriages, there was only one and a half men, and the half of them were still male and female, so it was no wonder that they fantasized about Feifei.     There were three other people, two men and one woman, who arrived almost at the same time as Bai Mo and the others.

However, when they faced the fairy fate, their attitude was much more reserved than that of the people in the carriage, and they changed their attitude early.

And Bai Mo in the carriage, even when he arrived at the palace gate, still had no intention of getting off the carriage, and seemed to be more imposing than the two fairies.

As for the other two male mortals, a scholar and a warrior, they all bowed their heads deeply, and did not dare to look up at the two female fairies in the palace.

But when they bowed their heads, their slightly bent bodies probably exposed their true thoughts.

The only woman who found the fairy fate covered her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that seemed to have experienced vicissitudes of life.

Neither the expression nor the inner thoughts can be seen.

…

"The scholar over there is mine, don't try to compete with me."

"This muscular guy is not bad either."

"What's the use of muscles? They are like inflatables. If you suck them twice, there will be nothing left."

"Look at his body...it must be more than two times, at least five times!"

"That's because your Yin-Yang Art is not good enough!"

A strange conversation took place between the two men who were also holding the Ascension Order.

"Pah!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound.

"You are looking for death! It's okay for you to touch your own, but what's the big deal about touching mine."

"..."

The small movements and conversations of the two foundation-building cultivators were well hidden, of course, this was also related to their standing high.

Looking up from below, one could only vaguely see the two fairies' chuckles and the faint fragrance.

…

"Someone, show me the Immortal Ascension Order of the Yin-Yang Sect."

After quietly tidying up their appearance and applying new foundation to their overly rosy faces, the two women gracefully descended from the observation deck six or seven stories high and arrived in front of the carriage.

"Is this the real hermit monk?"

Mo Fengwu looked at the two women in shock.

It was not because they were so beautiful, but simply because she was surprised at their strength.

Even the top martial arts masters in Taizhou City, if they jumped from a six or seven-story building, they could at most rely on light skills to move without any injury, but they could never move as gracefully as them.

They were just like two flying elves, dancing down from an invisible air staircase step by step.

"It's not light skills anymore, but real flying! Those in the city are like juggling in comparison."

The little monks in the city, apart from being able to perform a few magic spells to surprise people, might not even be able to beat the innate masters in a real fight.

Tai'an City is well-informed, and martial artists are used to traveling around. The low-level Qi-refining cultivators in the early and middle stages cannot be shocked by the identity of the immortal master.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, the cultivators in the late stages of Qi-refining will devote themselves to the efforts of building the foundation and have no intention of wasting time with mortals.

After hearing what the other party said, the scholar, the warrior, and the masked chivalrous woman all respectfully handed over their immortal orders.

Only Bai Mo still did not express anything, which made the two fairies frown slightly, feeling the offense and contempt from the mortal.