The ancestor of talismans

After a day of flying on a sword, the three finally arrived at the gate of the Mo family in Fulongling in the evening.

Looking down from the sky, the mountains of the Mo family are winding like a giant dragon lying on the ground.

This is Fulongling, where the place name and terrain complement each other.

The gate of the Mo family is on the dragon head.

There is a manor on this mountain peak, which is a huge three-courtyard manor.

"Two Taoist friends, please follow me!"

Under the leadership of Mo Daqiao, Xu Changshou and the other two entered the front yard of the manor.

The front yard is a huge garden with a variety of fairy plants that dazzle people.

Behind the garden is a row of luxurious attics, which are used to entertain VIPs.

The middle yard is a luxurious palace.

The backyard is shrouded by the formation, and Xu Changshou's consciousness cannot detect it.

Retracting his consciousness, Xu Changshou began to observe the front yard.

At this time, many people gathered in the front yard, wearing various styles of Taoist robes. Xu Changshou even saw the foundation-building cultivators of the Green Immortal Sect.

In the pavilion, in the corridor, beside the rockery, there were cultivators talking loudly everywhere.

Obviously, these cultivators came from different immortal sects and were all here to watch the ceremony.

"Have you heard that Senior Mo Qianyu was cuckolded?"

"I know about this. It is said that the one who cuckolded Senior Mo was Long Qingyang from the Hehuan Sect."

"Oh, there is also this matter."

"Senior Mo lost a lot, getting a second-hand..."

"It is not uncommon for people from the Hehuan Sect to have promiscuous sex."

"Shh, shut up, Mo Daqiao is here, he is a member of the Mo family."

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Hearing this conversation, Mo Daqiao's face became even uglier.

It seems that Mo Qianyu was cuckolded, it is true, Song Yuanjie and Wang Hai are not talking nonsense.

Of course, even if it is true, Mo Daqiao can do nothing about it. Mo Qianyu was cuckolded, that is someone else's business, it has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Mo Daqiao pointed to the row of luxurious attics behind and said, "You two, this is where my Mo family entertains foreign guests. You two can find a room to rest."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Mo!"

Xu Changshou clasped his fists slightly, then walked up to the attic, found a room at random, sat down cross-legged, took the Golden Spirit Pill, and began to refine it.

Because they came a day in advance, the Dao-binding ceremony would not be held until tomorrow. Xu Changshou was reluctant to waste time and rested whenever he had time.

Sometimes, when the Heart Talisman was there, he could practice for one night, which was equivalent to five or six days of practice for others.

Xu Changshou was not interested in participating in Mo Qianyu's Dao-binding ceremony. His main purpose of coming here was to see what Long Qingyang looked like.

After the Dao-binding ceremony, Long Qingyang would definitely return to the Hehuan Sect. Xu Changshou's plan was to follow Long Qingyang back directly and then intercept him halfway.

No one spoke that night, and it was the next day in a blink of an eye.

Just after the Chen hour.

It suddenly became lively outside.

"Hurry, the wedding procession is coming."

"Hurry up and welcome the wedding procession."

"Go, go, go!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang, stop meditating, and go out to watch the excitement."

Hearing the voice outside, Xu Changshou stood up with a frown, pushed the door and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he was pulled into the air by Mo Daqiao and the others.

Xu Changshou sacrificed his flying sword and kept up with the speed of the two.

At this time, sword lights took off from the yard and flew high into the sky.

"Fellow Daoists, don't fly too high, never higher than the sedan chair for the wedding, otherwise it will be unlucky."

At this time, an old monk came to the sky above everyone and stopped everyone from continuing to fly.

Xu Changshou and others stopped, and waited for the wedding procession in the void one by one.

"Look, the wedding procession is coming."

Xu Changshou heard this and looked to the east.

In the clouds hundreds of feet high, a two or three-foot-long snow eagle flew towards this side. On the snow eagle's body, there was a long red silk tied to the end of the red silk, and a bright red sedan chair was tied to it.

On the back of the snow eagle stood a golden elixir cultivator dressed in bright red. He was slender and well-proportioned.

Next to the bright red sedan chair, there was a young man with a pale face. The young man flew in the air, stretched out his hand to hold the sedan chair, and flew with the sedan chair.

Behind the sedan chair, there were dozens of foundation-building cultivators. They stood on a red carpet and followed the sedan chair.

Xu Changshou's eyes fell on the golden elixir cultivator dressed in bright red on the back of the snow eagle.

Obviously, this golden elixir cultivator was the protagonist of today's ceremony, Mo Qianyu.

After carefully looking at Mo Qianyu, Xu Changshou secretly remembered his figure and appearance, and then his eyes fell on the golden elixir cultivator holding the sedan chair.

This person is in the middle stage of Jindan, with fair skin and a somewhat arrogant look.

The person escorting the bride is the target that Xu Changshou wants to assassinate: Long Qingyang.

Finally, Xu Changshou's eyes fell on the group of people on the red carpet. This group of people is the bride escort team of the Hehuan Department.

These people are all foundation-building cultivators, without a single Jindan cultivator, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

After watching, Xu Changshou was relieved. There was only one Jindan cultivator, Long Qingyang, who was easy to deal with.

Soon, the wedding team flew into the manor, and the ceremony of concluding the Dao officially began.

"Welcome all Taoist friends to come to attend Junior Brother Qianyu's concluding Dao ceremony. On behalf of Junior Brother Qianyu, I thank everyone for coming."

The concluding Dao ceremony was not complicated and was completed in an hour.

Then the banquet began.

Xu Changshou did not attend the banquet. After watching the concluding Dao ceremony, he said goodbye to Mo Daqiao and left.

After leaving the Mo family mountain gate, Xu Changshou released Xiao Hei, sat on his back, and circled in the sky.

Xiao Hei flew very high, thousands of feet in the sky, even if a Jindan cultivator came, he would not be able to detect Xiao Hei's existence.

And Xiao Hei has good eyesight and can easily see the situation on the ground.

Time passed until the sun was setting in the west, and the Hehuan Gate's wedding procession left the Mo family mountain gate.

"Master, it's out, the target is out, and it's moving eastward..."

The moment Long Qingyang left, Xiao Hei called to Xu Changshou and reported their location.

At this time, Long Qingyang drove the red flying carpet and flew towards the Hehuan Gate with dozens of foundation-building cultivators.

Although Xiao Hei had told Xu Changshou the location, Xu Changshou still couldn't see it clearly, and could only see a small black dot moving.

He knew that the small black dot was the flying carpet of the Hehuan Gate, and Long Qingyang and dozens of foundation-building cultivators of the Hehuan Gate were on it.

Of course, due to the distance, Xu Changshou's consciousness could not detect it.

Long Qingyang and his group did not fly fast, maintaining a speed of 10,000 miles a day.

In the evening, they just arrived at the Mo family market.

"You have worked hard on the journey. Rest at Fulong Post Station tonight and continue on the road tomorrow."

"Respect the decree!"

At Long Qingyang's order, the group moved into Fulong Post Station.

Xu Changshou stayed in the air until late at night, then he transformed into Mo Qianyu's appearance, and then flew towards Fulong Post Station.

"Long Qingyang, if I don't kill you today, I will not be a human being!"

With a roar, the Mo family market became chaotic.