The Qionghua faction, the three Mo Wen who were originally blocked outside the door, were let go after a disciple hurried over with the imperial order of the head of the sect. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Under the guidance of the visitor, the three of them went straight to the Qionghua Palace.

As the palace of the Qionghua faction to receive visitors, the layout of the Qionghua Palace seems to be a bit monotonous, except for some simple curtains, wall lamps there is no other decoration, the whole hall does not even have a chair, only three steps representing the difference of status.

When Mo Wen and the three walked in, on the platform above the steps, a woman about thirty years old wearing a blue and white long-sleeved Taoist robe was standing there.

Looking at the three of them at the bottom of the steps, Su Yao's brows first furrowed, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"You are the son of Yun Tianqing? Today I was in the house of worshipping heaven, divining with dzi, and I learned that the son of the old man would come, and I guess it was you who was talking about in the hexagram! ”

Eyes swept over Wangshu Jian who was behind Mo Wen, a glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, and then disappeared, her determined tone and originally dignified face, as if she was a Taoist fairy.

It's a pity that he is clear about the details of the other party, Mo Wen was not bluffed like Yun Tianhe in the original book, he casually looked at the layout in Qionghua Palace, and directly sneered.

"Don't be kidding, Su Yao, among the many disciples of Taiqing in the past, you had the worst qualifications, what do you say about divination with dzi, you have to have this ability! Where is Xuan Xiao, since he has sensed my arrival through Xi and the sword, why don't you come out to see you?! ”

The pupils shrank slightly, and the smile on Su Yao's face froze suddenly, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

Originally, seeing Mo Wen throwing herself into the net with Wangshu Sword, she also thought that Yun Tianqing and Shu Yu did not tell her son what happened back then, the former may have heard only a few words from somewhere, and ran over without understanding the situation, but when the other party mentioned Xuan Xiao and Xi and Jian, Shu Yao knew that she was very wrong, and the little guy in front of her clearly knew everything, especially the disdain when talking about his qualifications, it was more like a sharp knife piercing Su Yao's heart.

In the past, the twenty-fourth generation head of the Qionghua faction, the six disciples of the Taiqing Zhenren, among them, her cultivation was the lowest and her qualifications were the weakest, if it weren't for the death of the eldest disciple Xuan Zhen in the battle with the Phantom Realm, Yun Tianqing and Shuyu defected, Xuanxiao was eaten by Xi and the sword, and Su Xin was disheartened and didn't care about the world, so she wouldn't have been able to take her turn to be the head.

And it is precisely because of the luck of the position of the head of the house that Shu Yao has not been able to listen to this kind of talk over the years, although she is a little surprised by how Mo Wen threw herself into the net, but at this time she is not willing to think about it at all.

"Junior! Licentious! ”

The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and with a flick of Su Yao's long sleeves, the surging spiritual power turned into a palm print, and it slapped directly towards Mo Wen.

Because it was about the host of Wangshu Jian, she didn't want to kill the latter at this time, she just wanted to give the other party an unforgettable lesson first.

Mo Wen smiled when he saw this, and there was no superfluous movement, and as soon as he breathed, a wall of qi floated in front of him.

In all fairness, Shu Yao's current strength is not low, looking at the surging spiritual power around him, it is enough to compare with a low-level demon immortal, and he is also a ghost immortal in the Yang God World for about four tribulations, but compared to Mo Wen, it is a mayfly shaking a tree, and the palm he swung out did not even splash a ripple, and it was easily blocked.

"Is that all there is to it?" Tilting his head, Mo Wen stretched out his hand to stop Han Lingsha, who was eager to try, and Liu Mengli, who was on guard, while looking at Shu Yao casually and said: "It's about the same level as my mother more than ten years ago, no wonder that old man Taiqing didn't choose you as the host of Wangshu!" ”

The willow eyebrows were upside down, the apricot eyes were wide open, and she was easily stopped by Mo Wen for a blow, Su Yao was still a little surprised, I don't know if she should continue to do it, but at this time, she was nakedly ridiculed again, she couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, Mo Wen's indifferent smile gradually coincided with the overlap of Su Yu, Yun Tianqing and others in the past, the kind of non-deliberate neglect was more uncomfortable than ridicule and ridicule.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

A blue long sword slipped out silently in the long sleeves, and Su Yao seemed to be in real shape, and at the same time, there was also a sound of footsteps outside the Qionghua Palace, and there were faintly several spiritual powers ready to be released.

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, Su Yao's earlobes moved slightly, as if she had heard something, and the movements in her hands were a meal.

Her face was cloudy, and after a while, she looked at Mo Wen and the others, and suddenly sneered, and put away the long sword in her hand again.

"You want to see Xuanxiao, okay, come with me!"

Without waiting for a reply, he turned around and left from the steps with a wave of his sleeves.

"Hey, Mo Wen, there shouldn't be any deception!"

Han Lingsha poked Mo Wen lightly and asked in a low voice.

Liu Mengli on the side also looked worried, holding the gong hou and said solemnly: "Childe, when I was doing it in that female dao just now, I felt that there were a few good spiritual powers lurking outside the hall, so it's better to be careful!" ”

However, Mo Wen shook his head and flicked the glimmering Wangshu Sword in his hand.

"Don't worry, if the Qionghua faction wants to ascend, it must use the power of the dual swords, and if my host dies, the Wangshu sword will fall into a deep sleep, then they may have to wait for another few decades before they can meet the next host!"

With Mo Wen's explanation, Han Lingsha and Liu Mengli suddenly realized, and their expressions relaxed a little.

To be honest, although Mo Wen knew about the grievances and grievances of the Qionghua faction more than ten years ago, and knew that the three of them had another purpose for this trip, the two of them never thought that Mo Wen would stab everything as soon as he arrived in the Qionghua faction, and sneered at the head of the sect, which was simply bold.

You must know that this is a large-scale sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, even if it encountered a catastrophe more than ten years ago, it is not something that ordinary people can provoke, even if Mo Wen has performed well along the way, his strength is simply bottomless, and the two girls also felt a heartbeat when they were about to do it.

Now that they know that their side has hole cards that can threaten the other party, the two girls no longer object, and the three of them followed behind Shu Yao and also left Qionghua Palace.

The Qionghua sect was established in the depths of the Kunlun Mountains, and because of the location and area, the entire sect was not built according to the mountain, but based on the suspended platforms, creating different buildings.

Originally, for Han Lingsha and Liu Mengli, who couldn't fly, they could directly use the teleportation array usually used by ordinary disciples to travel to and from different platforms, but now that the enemy and friend are unknown, the two women obviously won't use this kind of thing that is easy to do and do, so they can only be carried by Mo Wen to fly.

After leaving from the platform of the mountain gate, about a stick of incense, the four people who stepped on the flying sword came to a rather strange platform.

This platform is made of huge stones, one high and one low, half hot, half cold, the overall style of Tai Chi Bagua, obviously only a few hundred zhang in size, but it is two heavens of ice and fire, and the violent temperature difference is enough to make anyone who has not cultivated a serious illness.

"I can't see that you're a pretty romantic junior!"

Falling from the flying sword, Su Yao glanced at Mo Wen, who was hugging left and right, and a hint of sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then without waiting for the red-faced Han Lingsha to say anything, she raised her feet and walked towards a path behind the platform, and disappeared between the clouds, mountains and fog in a blink of an eye.