Several Shilingmen disciples looked at each other, and they were a little unable to react.

"Are you deaf? I'll let you say it again—" Mo Mingming's voice was low, and his cold gaze swept over several people.

Things were born too quickly, and the rest of the thin people and others didn't see how they were born at all.

Therefore, when Mo Mingzhi said this, the thin man's brain had not yet turned around, and he hadn't thought of what it meant to be able to punch the fat man, but this usually low-eyed waste actually dared to resist, so he was furious and went up and grabbed him by the collar.

"Little shit, how dare you—"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the fist of the stars sparkling towards his face.

Maybe because of his thinness, his reaction was much faster than that of a fat man, and he subconsciously lowered his head to dodge.

As he felt the strong wind whistling over his head, he finally came to his senses, looked surprised, and cried out.

Again, the cry was only half the way, and when he lowered his head, he saw Mo Ming's knee raised, slamming into his cheek.

The next moment, the thin man snorted, and was hit in the face by Mo Mingming's knee, and his whole body was knocked upwards and flew out of Zhangxu, and then he fell to the ground fiercely, facing the sky on his back, his face was covered with blood, and he passed out like this.

Everyone looked at the fat and thin men who fell to the ground in amazement.

The cultivation of these two people is the highest among them, one is the sixth order of the division realm, the other is the seventh order of the division realm, and the others are also the cultivation of the division realm.

Therefore, they bullied Mo Mingming on weekdays, and they didn't think that the other side would dare to resist at all, after all, Mo Mingzhi was only a six-fold body refiner, and they thought that they could easily beat him with one hand.

But the reality now is that Mo Mingzhi beat the fat man and the thin man, who have the highest cultivation, to death with three punches and two kicks.

When did the sixfold refining body become so strong?

Mo Mingzhi turned to look at them, clenched his fists, and said in a cold tone: "Why are you stunned, don't you want my Qi Gathering Pill?"

The rest of the people glanced at each other, turned around and ran without hesitation.

Mo Mingming snorted coldly, the same starlight flashed on the soles of his feet, and the whole person rushed out like a feather arrow, rubbing a sharp sound in the air, and in the blink of an eye, he caught up with the last person who was running last, and slammed a punch into his back.

The man screamed and fell forward, but Mo Mingming didn't stop, kicked his feet, and rushed to the next person.

In just a few breaths, the few people who escaped were caught up by Mo Mingming, and between their fists and kicks, they fell to the ground and screamed miserably.

Knocking the last person to the ground, Mo Mingming finally stopped.

Standing alone among a group of disciples who fell to the ground and howled and rolled, Mo Mingming's fists were red with blood, his face was calm, and the rain fell from the sky, dripping on his head and running across his cheeks.

"What are you doing!"

At this moment, a female voice with anger sounded.

Mo Zhizhi raised his head, only to see a middle-aged beautiful woman standing on the mountain road, looking at him with an angry face, but it was Uncle Gu Qiu who sent him back last night.

Mo Zhizhi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he heard Gu Qiu say angrily: "You kid, your master has just died, and you actually violated the rules of the door again, fighting and hurting people with your fellow disciples here!"

"Uncle, I'm ......" Mo Mingzhi opened his mouth to defend himself, but Gu Qiu didn't pay attention to him at all, and said angrily: "Before, you and others trespassed into the Phoenix Plain, and the head of the sect originally thought about your master's affection, and he didn't intend to pursue it, who knows that you not only didn't repent, but also injured your fellow disciples, can you be guilty?"

Originally, if someone else came, I am afraid that the first thing that surprised me was how Mo Mingming, a waste who had only refined the body of the sixth level, could defeat so many disciples. But in Gu Qiu's eyes, most of the outer disciples were similar to waste, and she wouldn't care about the difference between the mere master realm and the body refining realm, so she didn't notice that Mo Mingzhi had broken through the master realm at all.

When Mo Mingzhi heard the master's words, he was immediately silent, and after a while, he spoke: "The disciple is guilty." ”

Gu Qiu snorted coldly and said: "Originally, I should have expelled you directly from the sect, but for your master's sake, let you go, but the death penalty can be avoided and the living crime cannot be escaped, from today onwards, you will go to the white bone cliff in the back mountain alone to think about it for a month, and you will not be able to leave the mountain until a month later in the sect test." ”

"Wait-" Mo Mingming was shocked: "Tomorrow is Master's sword burial, I can't-"

"Hmph, you are such a waste, if you go, you will only lose your master's face, needless to say, go to the White Bone Cliff before dark!"

Gu Qiu coldly dropped a sentence and turned to leave.

Mo Zhizhi looked at Gu Qiu's back and wanted to say something, but in the end he fell silent, his face gloomy.

He returned to his small courtyard alone, and all he saw was deserted.

Taking out the cheats placed under the floor tiles and putting them in his arms, Mo Mingming didn't bring anything, and set off in the direction of the White Bone Cliff.

After only thinking about it for a month, it seems that this is not a serious punishment, but the place where I have thought about it is the White Bone Cliff, which is different.

As a sect, it naturally has means to punish disciples, and White Bone Cliff is one of them.

The White Bone Cliff is on the mountainside behind Shiling Mountain, it is a desolate cliff, uninhabited, but there are a lot of white bones that do not know where they come from, there are both humans and beasts, and every night, it is said that there are dead souls wandering, evil ghosts crying, although these are legends, but there are indeed dangerous beasts and other things from time to time.

The appearance of this White Bone Cliff existed before the establishment of the Shilingmen, and then it was used by the Shilingmen as a place to punish disciples.

There is only one entrance and exit of the White Bone Cliff, and the other side is the abyss, surrounded by mountain cliffs, unless you reach the high level of the spirit realm and can fly skillfully, it is impossible to escape. However, those who have reached the high level of the spirit realm have basically become deacon level, so it is naturally impossible to be punished here to face the wall.

There are really not many disciples who can be punished to the White Bone Cliff every year, but most of them can't come back intact, so the White Bone Cliff has become a place where the disciples of the Shiling Sect smell the color, in the past, being punished for a few days at most is already unbearable, staying in it for a month, even if there is no danger, it can make people crazy.

Mo Mingzhi had also heard of the legend of the White Bone Cliff, but for him at this moment, the horror of the White Bone Cliff was really nothing.

What was even more unbearable for him was that he would not be able to attend Master's sword funeral tomorrow.

Wei Tongji is a sword cultivator, and the funeral after the death of the sword cultivator is called a sword burial.

Mo Mingming couldn't participate in the sword funeral, which meant that he couldn't even see the last side of his master.

He was silent all the way to the entrance of the White Bone Cliff, where disciples took turns to be on duty.

Gu Qiu had apparently given the order, and the guard's disciple opened the entrance and pushed him in, while throwing him a sword and a cloth bag.

The sword was for him to defend himself, after all, the White Bone Cliff was often infested with beasts that came from nowhere, and inside the cloth bag was some food and other things, after all, he had to face the wall inside for a month, and he couldn't let him starve to death inside.

Mo Mingming said no, took the thing, and then turned around and walked inside.

The two disciples guarding the door outside discussed: "Isn't this the famous waste of the outer gate? I heard that he has been cultivating for several months and has not improved at all. ”

"Yes, why did this guy offend Uncle Gu Qiu? ”

"Don't say it, I heard a wolf howling in the White Bone Cliff last night, that infiltrating man. ”

"Alas, someone will come to change shifts tomorrow, and we have to keep watch all night, and it's a headache to think about. ”

"Hehe, what are we two guarding the door talking about, this kid is going to stay in there for a month. ”

"Haha, I bet he won't be able to take it tonight, so you just wait for him to cry and shout and beg us to let him out. ”

Ignoring the discussion of the two people behind him, Mo Mingming walked into the depths of the White Bone Cliff.

And in the sky, a figure appeared here, looking at the back of Mo Mingming below, shook his head, and sighed slightly.

(End of chapter) ()

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