When the other disciples heard this, they couldn't help but be shocked!

quickly turned around to find Li Mo's figure.

Sure enough, a dusty and elegant figure slowly walked from below, only to see him dressed in a white robe, with a handsome appearance, and a kind aura exuding from his body.

At first glance, you can see that you are not a person with a vicious temperament.

The person who came was naturally Li Mo, and in the face of everyone's discussions, he didn't care, and after smiling gently, he continued to walk towards the mountain, as if he didn't take what they said to heart.

Even so, these outer disciples were still afraid that this senior brother who was a descendant disciple would hold a grudge, so they bowed deeply to him behind his back one by one, and said in unison, "Meet Senior Brother Li!" ”

"They are all disciples of the Tianyun Sect, so you don't have to be polite, let's go about our own things, don't miss the practice."

Li Mo thought about it, but still stopped and replied to the disciples behind him.

When these outer disciples heard his words, their faces turned red and they were ashamed.

"I waited behind my back to criticize Senior Brother, Senior Brother not only did not condemn the crime, but responded sensibly and politely, Senior Brother Li is really generous."

These disciples thought about the temperament of several other descendants, and thought about Li Mo's temperament, and couldn't help but admire him.

In the past few years when he was unable to break through the realm, Li Mo had been enduring the rumors of others in Tianyun Sect, although he had been obsessed with this at first, but after a few years of transformation, he gradually relaxed his mentality, his Dao heart was stable, and he was no longer swayed by these rumors.

Now he has a restrained breath, no longer competitive, and has more calmness.

However, this calm atmosphere is only manifested in the world, if he fights with others to seize the creation, he still adheres to the principle of not moving, and if he moves, he will use thunder to suppress the enemy.

Li Mo's pace was steady, and he soon walked through the pavilions and palaces to the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

What catches your eye is a splendid building, majestic and majestic, with a pitch-black gate inlaid with gold edges in the middle, and the door is carved with mysterious and mysterious lines, which are the runes of the formation at a glance. Even the formation is engraved on the gate, which is enough to show how much the sect attaches importance to this place!

Above the dark door, there is a plaque with three big characters written "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", below the plaque, there is an old man in gray robe who is half lying on a wooden chair, except for this old man, there is no one guard around, this huge Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only the old man in gray robe in front of the door is guarded, it is obvious that the cultivation of this old man in gray robe should not be underestimated.

The gray-robed old man is an outlier in the sect, although he is a member of the Tianyun Sect, he is not a disciple, not an elder, and not a peak master.

However, the elders in the sect all call him 'Gray Elder', which is enough to prove that this person is very big and definitely not very human.

In the eyes of the disciples, the gray-robed old man who was lying in front of the door of the Scripture Pavilion basking in the sun had become a part of the Scripture Pavilion, even if he slept in front of the Scripture Pavilion all day long, it was not strange that the time went by.

There are also some clever disciples who feel that since he can stay in front of the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and is called 'Gray Elder' by other elders, he must be a strong man, so they have moved their minds to the gray-robed old man, fantasizing that he can accept himself as an apprentice, and since then he has been on the rise.

But no matter how these disciples flattered, the gray-robed old man was indifferent, and after these disciples saw that there was no result, they returned in a huff, no longer boring themselves.

Li Mo also knew about the existence of this old man before, and asked Lin Daotian about the identity of the 'gray old man', but Lin Daotian just replied with a solemn expression, "Don't provoke him", and didn't say anything more.

Shaking his head, Li Mo stopped thinking nonsense, and walked out towards the door of the Scripture Pavilion where the gray-robed old man was lying.

"Have you heard, Gray Lao somehow pulled out Senior Brother Xiang, a disciple of Breaking Heaven Peak, yesterday, and said that he was a 'fighting body', with the posture of becoming an immortal, if it wasn't for Lord Shen Feng coming in time and slapping Senior Brother Xiang, I'm afraid that Gray Lao would have abducted Senior Brother Xiang!"

"I've heard it for a long time, but what does the 'fighting body' in the gray old man's mouth mean by becoming an immortal, why have I never heard of it?"

"I don't know about this, I haven't heard of it, but the word immortal is not so unfamiliar, isn't the ultimate goal of my generation of monks to shatter the void and ascend to immortality in the daytime."

"I think you're a pipe dream! Shattering the void, the ascension of the immortal in the day is just a legend, although there are some records in the ancient books, but no one has confirmed it, it is just self-deception. ”

When Li Mo passed by the two disciples, he overheard the conversation between the two, his eyes were fixed, and he thought to himself.

"Cheng Xian, is there really an immortal in this world?"

"Hehe, maybe it's really as the disciple said, this is just self-deception."

Li Mo has read countless ancient books since he was a child, and once saw a legend about 'immortals' from a mutilated animal skin, when the cultivation is to the extreme, the monk will get rid of his own limitations, get rid of the nine heavens and ten earths, trample on the void, sublimate to the extreme, and enter the immortal world to become eternal.

But this is just a legend, and no one has ever verified it.

There are also some legends in the world that are similar to becoming immortals, and after being confirmed in the end, they are just a hoax, just to attract people's attention.

"The matter of becoming an immortal is far away from me, I just want to live on the peak of the clouds forever with my senior sister."

Li Mo smiled bitterly, and his eyes revealed a confusion that he had never seen before.

In fact, what he wanted to do most in his heart was to explore his own background, find his biological parents, and ask them personally, 'Why did you leave me in the mountains?' ’

Regarding his life experience, Li Mo once asked Lin Daotian, according to him, Li Mo was picked up by him on a barren mountain, and there was no trace of any battle around him at that time, and there was no one within a radius of dozens of miles.

This statement was dispelled, and Li Mo was deliberately hidden in a safe place in order to avoid the enemy. After Li Mosi thought about it, only his parents deliberately left him in the barren mountains with the greatest possibility.

This incident has always been a mental obstacle for him.

Suddenly, Li Mo's expression changed, his qi and blood surged, and something happened in his sea of knowledge, and the hidden cyan spiritual power rioted and instantly broke through the sea of knowledge and spread all over his body.

In his sea of consciousness, there was a light and shadow that was about to condense and form, but after condensing for a while, it did not condense and form, and then turned into a rain of light and disappeared.

At this time, Li Mo's breath was rising, the surrounding aura was dispersed, and he didn't dare to approach, and the cyan light emitted from his body covered the surrounding thirty zhang, forming a vacuum zone, and there was a kind of breath that was inviolable, just like a fairy king inspecting the mortal dust, and wherever he passed, no matter what he was, he retreated.

When the surrounding disciples saw Li Mo at this moment, they actually had the idea of kneeling down.

The consciousness clone that had been hiding in a certain star in Li Mozhi's sea and cultivating silently also opened his eyes and looked at the changes.

Fortunately, Li Mo suppressed this spiritual power in time and took them into his body, so that the surrounding disciples could regain their clarity and dispel the idea of kneeling and worshipping.

"Isn't this spiritual power hidden by me very deeply, why did it suddenly erupt uncontrollably, could it be caused by the recent breakthrough too fast and the unstable foundation?"

Li Mo secretly decided to take advantage of these few days to stabilize the realm.

The state just now was something he had developed during his recent retreat, where the green mangs were shrouded, and he would not invade all laws, and within this range, it was his realm, and he could control everything.

However, so far, he can only cover this realm thirty zhang away, and the range of the monk's fighting method is far beyond this distance, so it is not of great use at present, and he can only take it by surprise.

"Recently, I have cultivated a special technique, and I have not yet mastered it, which makes you all laugh."

After Li Mo smiled at the disciples around him, he continued to walk towards the gate of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

The surrounding disciples glanced at each other, didn't think too much about it, and left.

No one knew that all of this was in full view of the gray-clothed old man lying in front of the door of the Scripture Pavilion, if it weren't for the fact that his eyes were covered by a certain hat, he would definitely be able to see his shocked expression.

It's a pity that no one noticed this scene.

Li Mo walked to the dark door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion and glanced at the gray-robed old man, at this moment, he was half-lying on a wooden chair lazily basking in the sun, wearing a shabby gray robe, with long gray hair that had not been washed for an unknown amount of time, draped on his chest behind him, and his face was covered with a hat made of dry grass, which made people unable to see his appearance.

Li Mo bypassed the gray-robed old man from the side, did not disturb his rest, gently pushed open the dark door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with both hands, raised his feet and walked in, and this black door was also slowly closed after Li Mo entered.

There was not a single sound in the process, nor did it disturb the gray-robed old man.

For the reminder of the master, Li Mo still remembered it in his heart.

The moment the door closed, the gray-robed old man's eyes hidden under the hat opened, it was a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to see through nothingness, the gray aura in the eyes flowed, it looked very weird, these eyes looked at the door that had just closed through the hat on the head, and seemed to be able to penetrate the gate and see Li Mo behind the gate.

His gray pupils were full of excitement, and his dry lips moved, and he said in a voice that only he could hear. "This disciple of Old Man Lin, could it be that kind of physique? ……”

Meanwhile.

Li Mo had already entered the main hall on the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and in front of him was a glorious hall, filled with rows of bookshelves full of books, among which there were bamboo slips, jade slips, and bone books made of the bones of unknown spirit beasts, which were dazzling and countless.

Many young men and girls dressed in the costumes of outer disciples were interspersed among the bookshelves, earnestly searching for the cultivation secrets they needed.

There are also some handsome men and women in exquisite costumes, which are also interspersed, and these people in exquisite costumes are all inner disciples and can be worn at will.

Li Mo's arrival did not disturb them, and these disciples also held the books in their hands and looked at them with relish, so they didn't put their eyes on the people who came.

Outer disciples, inner disciples, and descendant disciples, although their identities are very different, they belong to the disciples of the same generation, even if they meet, they don't have to salute.