Chapter 122: Breaking into the Demon Tower

Xi Yuanzhen walked into the room brought into the room by Dao Qingzhenjun with Mo Youran, who was already powerless to collapse, and gently put her on the bed, carefully checking her pulse;

He frowned slightly and looked at Mo Youran, who was slightly drooping, and turned to Dao Qingzhen Jun and Ye Xiuchen who followed closely and whispered:

"Can you two avoid it, I need to help her unblock the meridians;"

Seeing this, Dao Qingzhen Jun nodded slightly, glanced at Ye Xiuchen and said slowly:

"Little friend Xiuchen, let's go outside and wait first!"

Ye Xiuchen glanced at Mo Youran, who was bloodless on the bed, although he was worried about her, he knew that he couldn't help here, nodded slightly at Dao Qingzhenjun, and the two walked out of the room slowly, Ye Xiuchen looked at the two people in the room again when he walked out of the door, and didn't say anything to close the door;

Xi Yuan Zhenren pinched his fingers in the void, and a silver-white spiritual light shot directly from Xi Yuanzhenren's fingertips to Mo Youran's eyebrows, his eyes were closed, and his own spiritual energy was continuously injected into Mo Youran's body, and his own spiritual power was used to sort out Mo Youran's somewhat disordered meridians;

After a few breaths, Xi Yuan Zhenren slowly withdrew his spiritual power; Gently wipe off the sweat beads that have oozed from excessive consumption with a brush sleeve; Slowly walked to Mo Youran and sat down, looked at Mo Youran, whose complexion had improved slightly, sighed slightly, gently raised her hand to gently wipe the sweat stains on her forehead, and then gave her a calming pill before slowly sighing:

"Alas! Those who cultivate immortals should not disturb their minds because of love, and if they are not careful, they will never be able to break the immortal relationship; As a teacher, I don't want you to follow in your sister's footsteps, some things and some circumstances are known to be impossible, so you have to break it as soon as possible; ”

After saying these words, Xi Yuan Zhenren gently helped Mo leisurely cover the quilt and get up and walk out;

At the same time as he walked out and closed the door, Mo leisurely slowly opened his thick and slender eyelashes; In fact, she was awake as early as when the master was treating her injuries, but Mo Youran didn't want to open her eyes at that time, presumably the master also knew that she was already awake, so he would say those words to her!

In fact, although the injuries she suffered during the competition with Hong Aya were serious, they were not enough to cause her meridian disorder, but later what Leng Mohan did and said to herself disturbed her heart. The true qi did not come up all of a sudden, which led to the disorder of his meridians; Fortunately, there is a master, otherwise it would have taken a long time for me to recover;

Mo leisurely looked at the tent above in a daze, remembering that he had messed up his mind today because of a little thing, and felt that he was too unproductive. The master said that there was nothing wrong with it, he had broken it earlier before he had reached that irreversible step, and he had no time or energy to think about it;

Mo leisurely, who thought clearly, lifted the quilt and crossed his knees, closed his eyes to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and let it be introduced into his body, slowly running with his own meridians, when he slowly wandered in himself for a big week, he felt better;

I don't know how long it took, there was a knock on the door, Mo leisurely opened his eyes that had already regained his clarity, and opened the door with the turbid air in his mouth;

When Mo leisurely saw the person coming clearly, the eyebrows that had only been stretched for a long time frowned again; She stood by the door, clearly not wanting to let anyone in front of her enter, and her words seemed a little colder than usual;

"I don't know why the Evil Monarch's predecessors came to find Youran?"

"Yet..."

Leng Mohan could clearly feel Mo Youran's indifference and alienation, but he thought it clearly before he came to see her;

He spoke in a hoarse and sad tone:

"Ranran, you listen to Benjun's explanation, Benjun didn't mean to hurt you today;"

Leng Mohan's words were to be a 'Benjun' and another 'Benjun', which was so ridiculous in Mo Youran's ears, which made her see the disparity between the two of them;

Mo Youran's words are still plain, no anger and no joy, just so indifferent;

"The seniors don't need to explain anything to the juniors, there's no need for this; If you don't have anything else to do, please come back! The younger generation wants to rest; ”

After speaking, he was about to close the door, but was stopped by Leng Mohan;

"And then you are so unwilling to forgive Benjun? If it was because of Benjun's injury to Ye Xiuchen, Benjun can also explain it to you; ”

Mo Youran looked at the famous evil lord of the demon clan in front of him, Mo Youran suddenly had an urge to laugh, but this smile was bitter;

Mo Youran looked at Leng Mo for a long time, and slowly asked:

"The senior, a Yuanying monk, really doesn't need to explain anything to the junior, the foundation-building monk who has just stepped into the path of cultivating immortals; The younger generation is not angry, only if they care, they will be angry, and the younger generation will not be angry if they don't care; ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Leng Mohan, who was stunned on the spot, closed the door and continued to meditate cross-legged;

Outside the door, Leng Mohan's voice was still unrelenting;

"Of course, this gentleman will not give up;"

Mo Youran didn't bother to pay attention to it at all, his own primordial spirit was eaten by the powerful ghosts summoned by Hong Aya, and it was not easy to repair;

This night, Mo leisurely breathed for a whole night, and he didn't know what was happening in the Qingxia Sect;

After leaving the courtyard where Mo Youran lived, Leng Mohan was not idle, and flew to the Qingxia Sect Lock Demon Tower;

Where are the two Qingxia Sect foundation building disciples guarding the lock demon tower who are the opponents of the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, Leng Mohan just stroked his sleeves, and the two foundation building disciples have already passed out;

Leng Mohan's slender ten fingers hung in the air and perturbed his fingers, constantly hitting the gate of the Lock Demon Tower, and then took out an object from the storage ring and threw it towards the barrier of the Lock Demon Tower, instantly forming a narrow crack.

His figure flickered into the crack, and with his entry, the narrow crack closed in an instant;

This lock demon tower actually only imprisons a demon beast --- cockle, this demon beast is fierce and bloodthirsty by nature, with a snake tail and a hair like Guerlain's three-eyed green teeth, and was once the former demon emperor; In the end, it was the Qingxia Sect's founding patriarch who used the Yuan Shen to refine this tower to seal the grasshopper; This tower restricts the cultivation of demon beasts, no matter how rampant you are outside, you can't use it in the tower;

The cockle, who had long been accustomed to loneliness, suddenly found that someone had broken in, and without waiting for Leng Mohan to reflect the death place where he was entangled with his snake body, the hideous face was almost attached to Leng Mohan's face and sniffed, looked at the person in front of him with some suspicion, and asked curiously:

"You're a demon?"

Leng Mohan was not frightened by this sudden state, he still looked at the other party indifferently and spit out a word:

"Yes;"

Seeing that the person in front of him was so shocked by his body, he laughed with some interest:

"Oh? You weren't locked up by them, that's what you broke into? ”

The cockroach looked at Leng Mohan playfully and asked curiously:

"You're here to find the deity?"

Leng Mohan still cherished the words and spit out a word like gold:

"Yes;"

"Oh? So what do you do with the deity? Aren't you afraid that the deity will eat you in one bite? ”

Leng Mo was silent, but a bloodthirsty smile hung on the corner of his mouth.....