Chapter 90: No One Is Here

Mo Sang excitedly opened all the veins in the primordial gods, greedily absorbing the life energy after the lightning strike. The Yuan Shen is still being strengthened, and Mo Sang wants to try what height his strength has reached after his ascension. He raised his hand and slapped a palm at a hill below him, and a large and pure force came out of his hand. The ball of energy instantly sank into the hill, and the hill trembled violently like a strong earthquake, and the mountain rock continued to break and collapse. With a roar, Mo Sang excitedly found that there was indeed a world of difference between the Immortal Venerable and the Immortal Master.

The power of the immortal master has always been limited to the level of the first mortal fetus, and after reaching the immortal venerable, he can have the power to move mountains and seas and destroy the world. Mo Sang retracted his strength with great satisfaction, feeling that the life energy between heaven and earth had almost been absorbed, and Mo Sang began to fly towards the top of the mountain. With a slight movement of his mind, Mo Sang's primordial spirit flickered in the air like a phantom, and fell to the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

Mo Sang put his hands behind his back, looking at the world at the foot of the mountain with excitement. Although it is only a deduction, it still makes Mo Sang full of joy about this road to immortality. Just when Mo Sang was excited, a bell rang from behind him.

Mo Sang turned around curiously and looked behind him, and found that there seemed to be some inexplicable energy fluctuations here. Although there was only a pavilion on the top of the hill and nothing else, Mo Sang could clearly feel that the bell was definitely coming from this vicinity. Mo Sang was curious when he saw the pavilion, and when he was climbing the mountain, he saw the pavilion and always felt that this thing seemed to be built a little strangely. If it is a pavilion built for climbers, why does it appear next to the stone steps? The stone steps are naturally clear, and it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to step on them, is there another mystery?

With great curiosity, Mo Sang walked to the pavilion. At this time, although Mo Sang was still a cultivator in the Qi Transformation Period, he already had the strength of the Spirit Void Immortal Venerable in this heaven and earth, so he was naturally not too worried about any danger.

There is nothing unusual in the gazebo, although the gazebo is extremely luxuriously decorated, it is only a gazebo. A stone table and several stone benches make up the entire configuration of the pavilion. Mo Sang sat at the stone table, and the bell was still ringing, and the bell was thick and melodious, like the sound of an ancient temple.

The sound in the gazebo was the deepest, and Mo Sang once thought that the sound was coming from the gazebo. However, no matter how much Mo Sang searched, he could not find the slightest clue, but the sound did not look like an auditory hallucination. At this time, Mo Sang was already a master of the Yuan Shen Period, and it was absolutely impossible for him to have that kind of auditory hallucinations without being noticed. You must know that the soul strength of the master of the Yuan Shen Period is tens of thousands of times that of ordinary people, and if you want to hide the perception of this kind of master, you must at least cultivate more than two times higher than him, that is, you must at least be a master of the Distraction Period!

How could there be such a master in the world that evolved in this Xuanyin Spring? Xuanyin Spring was originally the holy land of the Xuanzong Sword Sect, not to mention the disciples in the sect, even the head of the sect would not enter at will. When Mo Sang came, he didn't hear the head of the sect say that there were other people in this Xuanyin Spring, so this possibility can basically be ruled out.

Just when Mo Sang was feeling anxious, a swarm of crimson flying ants appeared outside the gazebo. The ants had red wings, and it was not the strange ants themselves that caught Mosan's attention, but because the ants had taken on a fixed shape after flying in the air for a while.

Mo Sang stared at the flying ants for a while, and knocked out a small line of words composed of those flying ants: There is no one here!

This couldn't help but make Mo Sang feel a little crying and laughing. If these flying ants were unintentionally put on this kind of glyph, Mo Sang would never believe it. These flying ants all contain extremely powerful soul power, and it is obvious that these flying ants are controlled by people. Suddenly, an incredible possibility came to Mozambi's mind.

Perhaps, these flying ants are really deliberately done by someone, and even say that these flying ants are someone!

Mo Sang vaguely remembered that when he was chatting with Senior Brother Xu Yuanqing, he heard him mention some things, it was said that the Immortal Venerable who had cultivated to the stage of distraction could turn the Yuan Shen into zero, parasitic on some specific small life. The aggregation of these small beings is the body of the Distraction Immortal Venerable, so are these flying ants a part of the Immortal Venerable of a certain Distraction Period?

Mo Sang felt incredible, and wondered in his heart: Since this guy is so powerful, why do you still tease me, a person in the Qi Transformation Period? And at this time, I was still in the process of cultivating and deducing, although the strength of my body had the power of the Spirit Void Immortal Venerable, it was not real after all, but the perception conveyed to me by the flying ant was real. And why do you arrange such strange glyphs? 'There is no one here', isn't this a bit of a trick, and there is no feeling of three hundred taels of silver here?

Mo Sang felt strange and walked into the flying ants. When Mo Sang approached the group of flying ants, the flying ants suddenly rioted. They fluttered in a panic as if they had seen a predator, and the glyphs disappeared. Mo Sang was even more curious when he saw this, if these flying ants were composed of the Yuan Shen power of the masters of the Distraction Period, it would be impossible for them to dissipate because of their appearance, could it be that he sensed something and automatically withdrew the Yuan Shen power?

Curious, Mo Sang reached out to those flying ants and grabbed them, wanting to catch some and study them. Mo Sang's palm mixed with a trace of silver light waved in the air, as if deep into the void, and the palm of his hand continued to form phantoms in the air and then disappeared. However, what Mo Sang thought was easy to do disappointed him again, and Mo Sang did not catch any flying ants. The flying ants disappeared as if they didn't exist in the first place.

In the midst of his amazement, Mo Sang saw a sudden ripple in the place where the flying ants formed the glyph, like a stone falling to the ground. The ripples spread flattened outward in the air, and soon a strange landscape appeared on the spot.

After the ripples opened, a deep well appeared in front of Mo Sang, and on top of that deep well stood an ancient bell. Seeing this, Moissan's curiosity is even more curious, who will dig a well in this mountain? It is absolutely impossible to draw water from this place so high above the ground. What's even stranger is that there is an ancient bell standing on the manhole cover!

Looking at the style of the ancient bell, I am afraid that it is much older than Mosan. The ancient clock is rusty and mottled, and some ancient ornaments are still faintly recognizable. Mo Sang couldn't help but step forward curiously to take a look, but the ancient bell rang again after Mo Sang walked in.

Mossan listened to the bell, and sure enough, it was the same sound as he had heard before.

Finding the answer, Mo Sang's doubts in his heart couldn't help but reduce a little, and in his excitement, Mo San wanted to figure out what this strange deep well and the ancient clock were used for, and why they appeared here.