Bamboo House. After the meal, the man didn't say anything about last night to Mo Chen, Mo Chen already had the first exercise in his mind, which was just the medium of this cultivation...... It must never be mentioned in Lingwu Mountain.

And Zhang Junheng had been going around the door of the bamboo house, as if he was looking for something, and finally seemed to have seized the opportunity and pulled Mo Chen to the "fire refining room" of alchemy on the side.

"Chen'er, no matter what you do, Master and Master will support you. But when it comes to cultivating Heavenly Demon Refinement, you must remember not to mention it to anyone, not even your closest friends, remember? ”

"Hmmm! Remember. Mo Chen nodded heavily.

The man groped behind the Dan furnace for a long time, making the whole person disgraced, and only then did he find two small black porcelain bottles from the Dan ash.

"This flavor is the 'Body Destroying Pill', and after taking it, the five internal organs and six organs are extremely painful, and it is used to destroy people's physiques and root bones, and block cultivation. The other flavor is 'Breaking the Soul', after taking it, it will devour one's true qi, make one's cultivation regressive, or even directly destroy one's cultivation. ”

Zhang Junheng looked at Mo Chen with a serious face: "You must keep in mind that the magic skill needs to be assisted, you must take the Body Destroying Pill first, if you are not feeling well, come to me immediately, as for the poison of the medicinal effect of the Broken Spirit Scatter, it is almost impossible to cure it." ”

Mo Chen took every word to heart.

"If you still want more pills of this type...... There is a place where there are groups of demon beasts, and they are used to refine the poison pill with the most effect. It's just that this place is extremely dangerous, and there are not a few martial artists who die in it every year. Looking at the entire sect of the Great Song Kingdom, few dared to send their disciples there. ”

"Where is it so dangerous?"

The man snorted: "That is beyond Lingwu Mountain, the upper reaches of the Xuanhe River, the Forest of Shadows. The danger in this place is definitely not something that ordinary martial artists and others can tread, at least it has to be the inner gate of Su Yan's level. Entering a congenital realm is no different from looking for death. Although I was ...... back then."

"Don't talk about this, Chen'er, if you go, you must pay attention to safety, the most dangerous thing is not the demon beast, it is the human heart."

"Disciples must remember...... By the way, Master, how did you know this? Mo Chen asked.

The man waved his hand, "Now is not the time for you to know this, when you become a disciple of the lineage, or when you reach the top of the ladder, the truth will be revealed." ”

Mo Chen is still in the clouds. It is rumored in Lingwu Mountain that his master is just an ordinary person, and he has become a nominal elder because of his superb alchemy skills, but he is always not welcomed.

But today, it seems that his master was once also a disciple of Lingwu Mountain.

"As for now, you still have to prepare for the current sect Xiaojiao, although I don't know what is going on with your internal breath and imperial qi, but the sect Xiaojiao is an outer sect master with an innate peak. Great oaks from little acorns grow.. ”

Mo Chen hurriedly agreed, when he came to this world, his only relatives were his master and sister, so Mo Chen listened to them extraordinarily, because he knew that the master and master were really good for themselves.

"There are many mysteries at the moment, Master is really not simple, and I can always faintly feel a huge sense of crisis, a hundred times stronger than Wang Yu's generation, a thousand times stronger......

Mo Chen was worried, said goodbye to his master and mother, picked up two bottles of pills, and went down the mountain to return to the residence at the outer gate.

Just after the apprentice left, the master thought about it and finally got up and went out: "Wife, wait, see if I get you some big supplements to come back." ”

He crept up to the stream, took a fancy to a big, fat turtle, grabbed it, and ran away.

"Hehe, you are really bold, I stole a carp in the morning, I will make up for the apprentice, turn a blind eye, and now you dare to beat my spirit turtle idea?"

A long voice sounded, like the voice of Hongmeng, vast and powerful.

When Zhang Junheng heard this voice, he turned his head with a smile on his face: "What's the matter, Master, this is a pet turtle that I have raised these days, he is obedient, I let him swim to the other side, and he will come back by himself." ”

"Nonsense." The old man didn't believe it at all.

So the man put the turtle back into the river: "Look! ”

The turtle swam away, and the two waited on the shore for a stick of incense.

The old man asked, "Why hasn't the turtle come back?" ”

The man replied, "What turtle?" ”

As soon as these words fell, a "kind" smile appeared on the old man's face, and the wind was so strong that even the sky was overcast.

"Master, don't wronged your disciples, you have to be reasonable......

The man didn't look back, he ran away, all the way down the mountain.

"Broke free for him?" The old man took a closer look and was a little surprised: "Actually broke through the realm again?" ”

After galloping down the mountain, the man saw a figure flickering behind the rocks near the bamboo house, and sure enough, his every move was being monitored.

This elder's figure Zhang Junheng couldn't be more familiar, and for a while, anger rose in his heart, and his eyes were full of bloody red. He clenched his fists as if he was about to explode at any moment, and rushed forward to tear the man apart.

"If the world is happy, my generation is willing to fish and plough and read, and the rivers and lakes are wandering."

After a silent recitation, the man gradually calmed down, the door of the bamboo house slowly opened, Zhang Junheng looked at his wife, and his face changed from hideous to sad: "Hey, he was caught by the master!" Wife, you wait, I'll go back in the evening......"

The white-haired old man put away the dust in his hand and looked at the figure running in the direction of the inner gate of Lingwu Mountain.

"If the prosperous world will fall, and the abyss is on the side, my generation should die."

……

Mo Chen returned to the outer gate, and the disciples along the way pointed at him and whispered, scolding the same, most of them said bad things about him falsifying his cultivation, and there were no more rumors about his sneak attack and poisoning.

That's because the deputy head named Zhang Junze came forward this morning, saying that he had already found out about the matter, and if someone continued to slander Mo Chen, he would deal with it according to the rules of the door for "spreading rumors".

Everyone didn't know what was going on, of course, the door rules were extraordinary, and if they wanted to scold Mo Chen, they could only scold yesterday's facts.

Mo Chen heard it, but he didn't pay attention at all. He now understands the faces of these people, and the first thing he has to do now is to become stronger, strong enough to shut up anyone.

What Mo Chen didn't know was that a secret conspiracy was gathering momentum.

In the inner hall, Wang Zhiping knelt on the ground honestly, sweat streaming down his forehead.

"Since the bright one can't do it, now he can only come to the dark one, and the place where he first experienced going up the mountain is his future grave."

Wang Zhiping looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, the ruthlessness on his face was much richer than his own, and he didn't know where Mo Chen offended this deputy leader, but as long as he could let Mo Chen die...... He didn't want to know why.