The small fairy pot contained an army of 90,000 ghosts, and without the slightest change, it turned into a ray of golden light and disappeared between heaven and earth!

Within the Eight Desolation Immortal Pots, an army of 90,000 ghosts and creatures lined up in a phalanx, still very spacious!

"Mo boy, you have a future!" The obscene old man glanced at the army of 90,000 ghosts, patted Mo Wuchen's shoulder, and said, "You have subdued such a huge army of ghosts!"

Mo Wuchen said: "Old man, don't taunt me! This little trick is not worth mentioning at all in front of your old man's glorious achievements!"

The obscene old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Hehe, you kid rarely slaps my ass like this......!

"Old man, you are extremely smart, you can see it at once!" Mo Wuchen smiled, called Zi Xuan to the front, and said, "I said that the two of you are idle in this immortal pot anyway, so I bother you two to give me a drill for this army of ghosts!"

After all, Mo Wuchen was the former owner of the Immortal Killing Sword, so Zi Xuan was still more obedient to him, and nodded and agreed! But the obscene old man shook his head and said, "You don't even have a set of formations, how can you let me practice for you?"

Mo Wuchen said with a smile: "I have a set of "Nine Heavens Snake Array", although the ghost thing is not as good as the water snake demon beast, but it is suitable for use at present!" After he finished speaking, he took out a memory from his sea of knowledge and passed it on to the obscene old man!

The obscene old man took over the "Nine Heavens Snake Formation" and skimmed it slightly, and said, "In that case, I, an old bone, will help you practice it!"

After convincing the obscene old man, Mo Wuchen got out of the Eight Desolations Immortal Pot, put away the Immortal Pot, and ran all the way to the direction of the Soul Gathering Sect!

At this time, three or four days have passed since the hunt and killing of the Yaksha Commander that day, Mo Wuchen estimates that Cha Ziru and Han Shengjun should have returned to the sect long ago, but I don't know how Han Shengjun's injuries are, Mo Wuchen is still very worried in his heart!

When Mo Wuchen walked to the stone tablet in front of the Soul Gathering Sect, he felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the sect, a very strange feeling, but he couldn't say it!

At this time, two inner disciples in black robes came out of the Soul Gathering Sect, the two of them were talking and laughing, but after seeing Mo Wuchen, their faces changed instantly! There was a big mole on the corner of the mouth of the man on the left, and after muttering to the disciple on the right for a long time, he walked straight like Mo Wangchen, while the person on the right ran towards the sect quickly!

Mo Wuchen faintly had an ominous premonition in his heart, in the past few days when he was away, something should have happened in the sect, and this matter should have something to do with him!

The inner disciple with a mole on the corner of his mouth, with an unnatural smile on his face, walked up to Mo Wuchen, and said respectfully: "It turns out that Senior Brother Mo is back, and the mission has been going smoothly recently!"

Mo Wuchen dared to be sure that he didn't know this inner disciple with a mole on the corner of his mouth before, and now he looks familiar with himself, there must be something greasy in it, but the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Mo Wuchen also smiled: "This junior brother is so good-looking! Do we know each other?"

"Haha! Senior Brother Mo is a popular figure in the sect! Naturally, he doesn't know such a small character as me! But it doesn't matter, don't you know me now?" The inner disciple with a mole on the corner of his mouth smiled very strangely!

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The man's eyes suddenly flickered, and he stammered a little, "How is it possible? How can I know these two senior brothers?"

"Really?" Mo Wangchen asked suspiciously.

At this moment, about a dozen or so white-clothed disciples in the sect rushed out, and almost each of them was holding a mid-level Minghuang sword in their hands, with a grim face!

The inner disciple with a mole on the corner of his mouth, after seeing the more than ten white-clothed disciples come out, immediately took a big breath and shouted: "Senior brothers of the Commandment Hall, don't forget that scum is here!"

The ordinary inner disciples in the Soul Gathering Sect are all dressed in black, while the disciples of the Discipline Hall are dressed in white, and the disciples of the Reincarnation Hall are wearing green clothes, so in most cases, as long as they look at the color of the other party's clothes, they can know the identity of the other party!

The Hall of Discipline is equivalent to the law enforcement department of the Soul Gathering Sect, and the Reincarnation Hall is equivalent to the administrative department of the Soul Gathering Sect, and the disciples of these two places are generally treated preferentially everywhere in the sect, and their status is transcendent.

Mo Wuchen didn't understand why he was targeted by the people of the Discipline Hall, it seemed that he hadn't made any mistakes! But Mo Wuchen was still very witty, his right hand was in the shape of a claw, and he suddenly raised it, and he turned his hand and grabbed the wrist of the guy with a mole on the corner of his mouth, and the other party struggled violently, screaming in pain!

At this time, the more than ten disciples of the Discipline Hall also walked to the front of Mo Wangchen, and the first person was very tall, with a face like white jade, a high crown on his head, and the bright sword in his hand, standing there, revealing a sharp aura!

"This person is not ordinary!" Mo Wuchen said secretly in his heart.

"You are Elder Ma's closed disciple Mo Wuchen?" The man raised his eyebrows, and there was an irresistible coercion in his words: "Don't let go of that inner disciple in your hands!

As soon as Mo Wuchen heard this, a nameless fire suddenly surged into his heart: "How do you say this? May I ask this senior brother of the Discipline Hall, what evil have I done in what year, month, and place?" Mo Wuchen grabbed the wrist of the inner disciple with his right hand and unconsciously increased, and the other party's hand bones made a "click" sound, and the expression on his face was very painful, and he shouted: "Senior Brother Zhongjing, save me......"

At this time, Mo Wuchen knew that this person was the first person on the merit list - Zhang Zhongjing, and he couldn't help but be secretly frightened: no wonder he couldn't see through his cultivation, he at least had the cultivation of the extreme martial king!

"I don't think you don't want to die if you don't see the Yellow River!" Zhang Zhongjing looked indifferent and said, "Before the three of you, you took over the task of killing the Yaksha together with Han Shengjun and Cha Ziru! Later, you colluded with the Ghost King Yu Xian Yaksha to kill Cha Ziru, seriously injured Han Shengjun and seized their storage bags and spiritual weapons!"

"What?" Mo Wangchen shouted, "This is slander! Who is the witness? I want to see Senior Brother Han and Senior Sister Sha!"

At this time, the inner disciple who was captured by him shouted: "Senior Brother Zhou and Senior Brother Tian testify, they happened to pass by on a mission at that time, and they saw you committing murder!