Back in the sect, Mo Fan and Leng Bingyu returned to their cave mansions respectively, and it didn't take long for the unlucky Taoist to hear the news, and he used an extra-large transmission note to pass into Mo Fan's cave mansion.

Receiving his request to visit, Mo Fan immediately opened the formation and let him in, but the unlucky Daoist did not dare to trespass at will with the lesson of the last time, if he broke in, his life might be in danger. After Mo Fan came back, he immediately arranged a more powerful formation here, and if someone broke in, it would not be long before he was strangled into slag.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, Senior Brother Ling Tian!" The unlucky Taoist shouted at Mo Fan, "But you want to kill me, I thought you died young and died in a desperate situation!" ”

"You unlucky bastard, if you hadn't passed on the bad luck to me, would I have been so unlucky?" Mo Fan pursed his lips and said viciously, "Don't talk nonsense with your crow mouth, be careful that I sew your mouth together." ”

"Hehe, don't mind!" The unlucky Taoist said with a smile, "Don't you see that you have also successfully broken through to the late stage of Jindan, it seems that you have gained a great opportunity!" Senior Brother is here to congratulate Senior Brother Ling Tian. ”

"You're pretty well-informed, why did you know as soon as I came back?" Mo Fan asked.

"Hehe, I didn't leave the Wind Realm early, after returning to Emei, I greeted the senior brothers, they are all very familiar with me, so they will notify me as soon as you come back." The unlucky man replied.

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After greeting the unlucky Taoist, Mo Fan arranged a large array of spirit gathering in the cave mansion and kept meditating and cultivating. During this period, Leng Bingyu also came to Mofan Cave Mansion and stayed for a long time, the two of them were like fairy couples, and their lives were enjoyable.

The days passed quickly, and two months later, Mo Fan received a transmission note from Duan Lei's chief manager. It said that the Wind Realm had been completely closed, and the head of the White Eyebrow Sect had summoned all the disciples to the main mountain peak to give a lecture.

and Leng Bingyu came to the main peak of Mount Emei, and a large number of sword shadows followed, and then many Emei disciples landed. Entering the main hall, he sat cross-legged and waited, and when the people were almost there, Bai Mei unluckily opened his eyes that had been closed, shot out a fine light, and said slowly:

"Disciples of Emei, it has been more than a year since Youquan entered the customs at this time, and I believe that your strength is improving rapidly. This time, there are more than fifty disciples I sent into the Youfeng Realm, and although we have lost one-third of our disciples, the strength of the remaining people has been greatly improved, and I believe that they will become the backbone of the fight against Youquan. Now, I will begin to explain to you some of the difficulties in cultivation, and I hope you can benefit from it. ”

Next, Baimei Daoist gave a half-day lecture, whether it was the Qi refining period or the Yuan Infant stage, he gave relevant explanations, which covered a wide range of topics, which benefited Mo Fan a lot.

Mo Fan became more and more curious, what is the strength of the Baimei Daoist, is it the late Yuan Infant stage, or the Transformation Period?

During the lecture, Bai Mei will also select the disciples who have doubts one by one and explain the essentials to them, so that they can be confused. In this way, even the least enthusiastic disciples will listen attentively.

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"Alright, that's all for today! I don't have many opportunities to give lectures to you in the future, and I hope you will be able to comprehend the mysteries of cultivation! Except for those disciples who entered the Ghost Wind Realm, the rest of them should disperse and cultivate well. ”

After Bai Mei said this, the disciples in the field immediately turned into Dao Dao sword light and left.

In the end, there were only thirty-eight people left in the entire hall, except for the Baimei Dao people.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian!"

"Hello Senior Brother Ling Tian!"

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, Senior Sister Leng Bingyu, it's great that you all have nothing to do and come out safely."

……

Zhang Liangbing, Tianyishui Brothers, Jin Fan and other people who knew Mo Fan stepped forward to greet one after another.

It could be seen that their greetings were sincere, and Mo Fan smiled one by one and returned the salute.

"Alas, I think that fifty-six of our senior brothers went in at the beginning, and now only thirty-eight of us have come out alive, really, hey!" Yun Jing looked at the senior brothers in front of him and said sadly.

"Third child, don't be too sad, the Wind Realm is a place where you keep fighting and fighting, and the number of people we have lost in Emei is small, you must know that some sects are almost wiped out." The bearded monk of the Seven Sons in the Clouds comforted.

"You all lean over here, let the teacher take a good look." The white-eyed Taoist commanded everyone.

Everyone stepped forward, stood up straight, revealing their most spiritual side, and shouted in unison: "Master Baimei." ”

"Okay, well, I can see that you have all gained a lot in the Wind Realm, and your state of mind and cultivation have increased greatly." The eyes of the white-eyed Daoist glanced over side by side, and when they saw Mo Fan, the smile in their eyes became even brighter.

"Before entering the Wind Realm, none of you reached the late stage of Jindan, and now, there are five of you who have reached the late stage of Jindan, my heart is very relieved! I hope that you can step up your cultivation time, and strive to improve your strength by several orders before the Youquan breaks through the level, and join forces to destroy the Youquan. The white-eyed Daoist said with satisfaction, and then waved his robe again, throwing out hundreds of spirit stones of various colors, "Here are some high-grade spirit stones, the number is not much, each person gets ten pieces, which can be regarded as a reward for your courage to practice this time." ”

"Thank you, boss!" Everyone thanked them in unison.

Mo Fan sensed it slightly, and found that the other four Jindan late stage monks were several of the seven sons of Yunzhong, they had been trapped in the middle stage of Jindan for many years, and after some experience at this moment, the bottleneck was naturally easily opened, and they easily broke through to the late stage of Jindan.

"Okay, you all leave, remember to cultivate well! The five people in the later stage of Jindan stayed, and I have something to say to you alone. The white-eyed Taoist commanded.

"Yes!" The disciples left this place one after another.

Mo Fan and the other five people stepped forward, wanting to hear what the Baimei Daoist had to say.

But the white eyebrows stared at Mo Fan tightly, and he didn't speak for a long time, Mo Fan was a little uncomfortable staring at him, although the white eyebrows hid his breath, but Mo Fan always felt that the person in front of him was like a fierce beast, and he was a little white rabbit.

The Baimei Daoist didn't speak, and several disciples didn't dare to ask, so they had to stand there like this.

After a long time, the White Eyebrow Daoist spoke out to break the calm here: "Ling Tian, your performance is very good, I have heard them say that you have done your best to protect the Emei disciples in the Ghost Wind Realm, and you have also formed an anti-hunting team to eliminate those little devils of the Demon Dao, and protect the safety of the righteous path monks, not bad, not bad." ”

The white-eyed Daoist's smiling eyes almost became a line.

"Disciples are just doing some things, and it is the responsibility of every Emei disciple to help each other." Mo Fan didn't dare to ask for credit, and replied modestly.

"Senior Brother Ling Tian, don't be modest, we only found out about you later, we never expected that you would have the courage and strength to openly take the lead against those demons of the Demon Dao, which really makes us admire and be ashamed!" Tian Leizi arched his hand, his eyes showed a sincere gaze, and it could be seen that he sincerely admired Mo Fan.

"Yes, I've seen Senior Brother Ling Tian's strength with my own eyes, he once used the cultivation of the middle stage of Jindan to break the formation puppet of the Yuan Infant Stage, which really makes me ashamed of myself!" The cloud mirror also boasted.

"A few senior brothers praised it." Mo Fan didn't dare to really call them junior brothers, so he would definitely leave an arrogant impression in their hearts, so Mo Fan also called them senior brothers.

"Okay, when you are praised and boasted, you don't have to be proud of your achievements, and this state of mind is also good." Bai Mei gently pulled his beard and exclaimed, "You have completed the things I gave you perfectly, it seems that I didn't see the wrong person that day." ”

Mo Fan smiled, receiving the benefits of others and being loyal to others, Mo Fan accepted the things of the white eyebrows, so he naturally had to try his best to do what he entrusted.

Suddenly, Bai Mei's smile stopped, and his face gradually turned cold: "However, I heard that you have a magic weapon in your hand, and there are a large number of living souls in it, do you know?" Refining the soul as a magic weapon is a taboo for us decent monks, isn't your hands tainted with a lot of murder in doing so? ”

Mo Fan secretly complained in his heart: "I was still discovered by the head of the white eyebrows, those big-mouthed junior brothers, alas! ”

Mo Fan really couldn't think of anyone who would make a small report to him except for the senior brothers of his sect who spread the news.

"Well, that's right, I refined a magic weapon." Mo Fan nodded, decisively admitted the matter, and then said in a sonorous voice, "But I don't think it can be called a magic weapon, there is no good or evil weapon, if you think that a weapon that kills people will produce sin, then the magic weapon of the righteous path monk is not the same as a magic weapon?" So, there are no evil weapons, only evil people. If a weapon is used to kill evil spirits, no matter how ugly it is, it can be called an artifact, but if it is used to bring disaster to the common people, no matter how delicate the appearance is, and how dazzling the luster it emits, it is an evil weapon and a demonic weapon. ”

"If a weapon has to distinguish between good and evil, it is not in the form of its appearance, its forming, or its function, but of what it is used for. My weapon, though it has a demonic aura, is used to slaughter treacherous people, so I don't think it's a demonic aura! ”

"Well, well said!" Yun Jing was involuntarily infected by Mo Fan's words, and clapped his hands excitedly.

"Third child, be careful that the head of the sect will punish you together." The bearded monk hurriedly pulled the cloud mirror and secretly said.

"Having said that, but your weapon has caused too many killings, aren't you afraid that you will suffer a ferocious curse in the future?" The white-eyed Taoist looked at Mo Fan with a smile.

"As long as my heart is right, the blessings I will bring from cultivation will definitely be more than my sins, and then there will be a solution to all difficulties." Mo Fan said without fear at all, he only knew that if he didn't have a powerful magic weapon, how could he be able to beat the rest of the immortal cultivators, and I was afraid that the path of cultivation would not take long before he would be killed.

"Haha, yes, yes! A good heart, yes, in fact, the old man also thinks so, as long as the heart is right enough, the heart will always be on the right path, so why use some strange magic weapons? Unexpectedly, Bai Mei actually laughed, and it could be seen that he didn't really care much about this matter, just now it was mostly to tease Mo Fan and see Mo Fan's reaction.