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At noon the next day, Mo Wentian slowly opened his eyes, feeling that the spiritual energy in the dantian was a lot more majestic, the medicinal power of the Wood Spirit Pill had been completely refined, with his qualifications of the Five Elements Spirit Root, it would have taken three years to break through to the ninth level of Qi refining, but now it may take less than a year, and the cultivation will be promoted again.

After walking out of the practice room and having lunch in the dining room, he summoned the four junior brothers and sisters to discuss the matter in the sect hall, first took out the secret book of the high-level spell "Ethereal Formula" from the storage bag, handed it to the hands of the little junior sister Mu Yuxuan, and solemnly instructed: "Sister pastor, senior brother has long said that you are a cultivator of the Alien Spirit Root, and if you take down this "Ethereal Formula" and cultivate it well, you will definitely achieve something." ”

Mu Yuxuan is not as calm and rational as Gu Aoxue, she has a naïve and romantic personality, and she is convinced of the senior brother in charge, the senior brother said that this secret book is suitable for her cultivation, and she naturally thinks that it is extremely suitable in her heart. ”

Mo Wentian chuckled and said, "Priest sister doesn't need to thank you, just take care of that spirit fox, senior brother is looking forward to it advancing to a third-order spirit beast as soon as possible!" ”

Mu Yuxuan's smile was like a flower blooming, her two black and white eyes were bent into crescents, and she said with a smile: "Senior brother in charge, please rest assured, Yuxuan feels that Xiang'er is about to advance to a third-order spirit beast." ”

"Really?" Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha smiled, his mood was extremely comfortable, he waved his hand to signal her to go down, and after a little contemplation, he took out the Hidden Scripture Pavilion Forbidden Land Token from the storage bag, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Lei! ”

"Senior brother in charge, senior brother is here!" Lei Wanshan shouted yes, and Huo Ran stood up.

"Senior Brother Lei, you are already a sixth-level Qi refining cultivator, and according to the old Wuji Gate rules, you already have the qualifications to be promoted to an elder, today, Senior Brother has made Senior Brother Lei an elder of the sect, responsible for managing the cultivation dojo and the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." Speaking of this, Mo Wentian held up the forbidden land token and said solemnly: "Yesterday, senior brother used a talisman to build a Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the dense forest on the right side of the sect hall, but there are prohibitions, not ordinary people can enter and exit at will, this is a forbidden land token of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, holding this token can freely enter and exit the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Senior Brother Lei can choose the secret book in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so as to teach students according to their aptitude, and improve the strength of several junior brothers and sisters, as well as your disciples." ”

"Yes! The junior and younger disciples will obey the will of the master. Lei Wanshan was overjoyed, not because he was promoted to become an elder of the sect, but because the sect had a new building built, which made him excited, you must know that Lu Dao returned from the head of the sect yesterday, several buildings of the sect have undergone earth-shaking changes, and the mountain gate is much more majestic and tall; The Spirit Animal Garden can accommodate more Spirit Beasts; The land area of Lingtian has doubled; The cultivation speed of the cultivation dojo is also a little faster; Even the main hall of the sect has been raised by three feet, all of which is due to the supernatural powers of the senior brother in charge.

These days, he also secretly pondered, if Wujimen wants to develop and grow, these buildings with special functions play a very important role, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a place to store the secret books of the exercises, and the secret books of the exercises have always been the top priority of the development of the sect, the importance of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is naturally self-evident, Lei Wanshan felt a great responsibility, respectfully stepped forward to take the forbidden land token of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and felt that his hands were as heavy as ten thousand pounds, and a thousand catties of heavy burden were pressed on his shoulders.

After Lei Wanshan retreated, Mo Wentian immediately said: "Now that Tao Mengran has fallen, the Haoran Sect is still there, and the senior brother is ready to kill Haoran Mountain, destroy the Haoran Sect, and seize Menghe Town." ”

When several junior brothers and sisters heard that they were going to destroy the Haoran Sect, they all raised their arms and shouted, happily willing to go, Mo Wentian smiled and waved his hand, and said solemnly: "Although the Haoran Sect has no head, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, so you need to be careful." ”

Speaking of this, he stared at the night and said, "Senior Brother Night, are you willing to go down the mountain with Senior Brother to eradicate the Haoran Sect and prevent future troubles." ”

"The junior brother is willing to go, and he will obey the will of the master." The night is shadowless, Huo Ran got up, and the loud voice should be.

Mo Wentian nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, early tomorrow morning, you will go down the mountain with your senior brother." ”

"Yes, Senior Brother in Charge!" Ye Wuying answered, and sat down with excitement on his face, he has recently cultivated with shadow and spider web techniques, and his hands are itching unbearably, and now the senior brother will send the opportunity to test spells to the door, where is there any reason to shirk? ,

After dealing with the affairs of the sect, Mo Wentian waved his hand, ordered several junior brothers and sisters to retreat, and he returned to the practice room, took a pill of Yijin Pill, and began to refine the medicinal power for cultivation.

Early in the morning of the second day, after Mo Wentian and Ye Wuying had breakfast, they performed their magic skills, left the mountain, and went straight to Haoran Mountain.

Haoran Sect was established because of the name of the mountain, three hundred years ago, there was a nest of bandits on Haoran Mountain, the bandit leader accidentally got a secret book of water attribute exercises, and he happened to have a spiritual root, under careful study, he actually cultivated successfully, so as to create Haoran Sect, although he cultivated the immortal road, but its bandit habit of burning and looting has always been the same, in the million demon mountain Tao Mengran killed many treasures, and Hao Cheng was severely injured, so it also planted a seed for the destruction of the sect.

After a whole day's journey, Mo Wentian and the two came to the foot of Haoran Mountain, Haoran Sect did not have a large mountain protection array, only two disciples of the second layer of Qi refining guarded the mountain gate, and were wiped out by the night without a shadow, along the stone steps, the two climbed the mountain peak, the main hall of the sect was impressive, except for two miscellaneous servants cleaning in the hall, there was no one inside, Mo Wentian rang the bell in front of the hall.

The rapid ringing of the bell suppressed the sky, and after a while, more than a dozen monks hurried over, and walked into the main hall quickly, raising their eyes to see that there were two green-shirted monks in the hall, one of whom was sitting on the chair of the head of the house, staring sideways, revealing a terrifying momentum.

The disciples of the Haoran Sect looked at each other, their faces were full of confusion, and one of the disciples scolded angrily: "Bold madman, the head of the Haoran Sect, you dare to sit down?" ”

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Ye Wuying suddenly approached him two steps, opened his mouth and spit out, and a black mist changed cobwebs covered his head.

This disciple of the Haoran Sect only has a third-level cultivation of Qi refining, so in a hurry, where can he still dodge? The black net tightly bound his body, a cloud of black smoke rose up, and in the scream, the disciple turned into a puddle of black water.

The vast majority of these Haoran Sect disciples in the main hall are outer disciples, their cultivation is low, and they don't have the strength to cultivate spells, where have they ever seen such vicious spells? At the moment, they were shocked and silent, and they all looked at a middle-aged monk at the front.

Mo Wentian glanced at it and used the 'Insight Technique' to view this person's information.

Name: Yan Shikuan

Sect: Haoran Sect

Position: Inner disciple

Linggen: None

Root Type: None

Cultivation: Fifth layer of qi refining

There are seven inner disciples in the Haoran Sect, and six of them have already died at the hands of him and Lei Wanshan, and at the moment, this disciple of the Haoran Sect called Yan Shikuan is obviously the highest cultivation of the Haoran Sect at present, thinking of this, Mo Wentian sneered on his face.

Swept away by Mo Wentian's gaze, Yan Shikuan's heart trembled, and he was shocked: "This senior, I don't know what is important to come to Haoran Sect?" ”

Mo Wentian Ha Ha Da Lu smiled, and wrote lightly: "It's not a big deal? I just want to destroy the Haoran Sect. ”

Yan Shikuan's expression changed greatly, and he lost his voice: "Why are seniors like this? Has Haoran Sect offended its predecessors? ”

Mo Wentian's face suddenly turned cold, and he said disdainfully: "I am the head of Wuji Sect, Yan Daoyou, do you think this reason is sufficient?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Yan Shikuan's face turned pale, as a disciple of the inner sect, he naturally understood some of the grievances between the Haoran Sect and the Wuji Sect, and knew that it could not be resolved, so he pouted, knelt on the ground, and begged repeatedly: "Can the predecessor spare his next life?" ”

Mo Wentian secretly despised it, but this person saw the wind and rudder, shook his head lightly and said: "No, you are a disciple of Haoran Sect, how can I spare your life?" ”

Yan Shikuan's expression was even more frightened, his heart changed in a hurry, and he said in a loud voice: "Master Mo, please spare your life, Yan Shikuan is willing to quit the Haoran Sect and join the Wuji Sect." ”

Mo Wentian's face became even colder, and he said with a disdainful expression: "Wujimen doesn't want a waste like you, but it's okay to spare your life, you only need to promise me one condition." ”

"Master Mo, please speak!" Yan Shi was overjoyed, like a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw.

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