After Yuan Hexu's side was abolished, various talismans were stimulated, and Siyuan Zhenjun's side also received feedback from the talisman. Siyuan Zhenjun sensed that his son was in danger one after another, and his heart suddenly burst.

instantly appeared in Yuan Hexu's cave mansion.

At this time, Yuan Hexu's practice room was in a mess, including himself.

Siyuan Zhenjun saw his precious son paralyzed in the garbage heap like a hopelessly decadent teenager. Even when he came to his side, there was no reaction.

When Siyuan Zhenjun saw such a scene, he immediately approached to check Yuan Hexu's condition. A rough look at it immediately made him tremble.

Grab your delirious son directly and ask what happened.

Yuan Hexu had been stimulated at this time, and he couldn't say anything, and the whole person's dejected appearance made Siyuan Zhenjun's eyes split.

Mo's divine sense of affection saw the actions of the father and son thoroughly.

Siyuan Zhenjun's encounter with Yuan Hexu finally calmed down after experiencing the initial shock and helplessness. After stuffing Yuan Hexu with a few pills and roughly helping Yuan Hexu breathe, Yuan Hexu came to his senses.

"Dad, am I hopeless, I'm done...... Woo...... Who is it? Dad, you are going to avenge me, you are going to avenge me, you are going to avenge me...... Ah......h

"Xu'er, Xu'er, you tell your father, who is it? Who hurt you? Can you see the thief's face, or what tricks the thief did?"

"Dad, I was already in the house, and I didn't know how the thief got in, and I didn't see what the thief looked like. I just felt like I was being controlled by a knife intent, and then, and then...... I can't resist...... I'll be dethroned. Ah......h

Yuan Hexu held his head in his hands, as if he had re-experienced his previous despair, and what he said did not provide any useful information at all.

Mo looked at it for a while, and he really didn't have the slightest interest in this father and son who could only cry and chirp cruelly.

Mo Jiqing withdrew her divine consciousness and decided to retreat with peace of mind, and she wanted to improve her cultivation in a short period of time.

Next time, it is estimated that the enemy she will face will be the cheap master Siyuan Zhenjun.

This retreat is three months.

During this period, Siyuan Zhenjun's son was in retreat in his cave mansion, but he was attacked by unknown people and became a wasted person, which was rumored to be known to everyone.

Having said that, Siyuan Zhenjun couldn't get any useful information from his son's side, so he simply took Yuan Hexu to the Discipline Hall of the Heavenly Sect.

After all, the Discipline Hall is responsible for the safety of the sect, and at this time, the sect was broken into by unknown people, and they quietly retreated after hurting people. The incident can be described as extremely bad.

Is there a mistake in the sect's defense, or is there a problem within the sect? In any case, it is necessary to go to the precept hall to be held accountable.

Siyuan Zhenjun didn't suspect that all this was the handiwork of Mo Jiai. After all, a foundation-building monk didn't have the ability to hurt Yuan Hexu, who was protected by a heavy protective array.

Besides, how much Mo Jiqing has ability, even if he doesn't care much about her cultivation status on weekdays, he knows it.

No matter how fast her cultivation progressed, it was impossible to quietly abolish Yuan Hexu, who was higher than her own cultivation, and then she could retreat quietly.

Siyuan Zhenjun carefully inspected the scene, but did not find a trace left by the thief, combined with his son's injury, he guessed that the thief's cultivation was at least above Yuanying.

Is it really his enemy? But which master did you offend? Let him go to such great lengths to abolish his son.

Mo didn't think that if he hurt Xu'er, he would be able to make a mess of himself and blow his Dao heart, and let him lose the opportunity to ascend forever.

So, that's what thieves are for?

It's no wonder that Siyuan Zhenjun is cranky, it's true that he can't think of anything other than this reason.

Wouldn't it be the people from the Demon Gate who quietly sneaked into the Wentian Sect, and Xu'er's luck was too bad, and she was picked by the people of the Demon Gate to become a prop to kill chickens and monkeys?

Hall of Precepts

"Senior nephew Yuan, you have a good memory

, but what kind of monk with background did you offend when you go out to practice on weekdays?"

The master of the precept hall looked at Siyuan Zhenjun's face and his particularly serious injury, but asked Yuan Hexu with a pleasant face.

It's just that he also suspects that this usually arrogant Yuan nephew has offended some of the second generation of cultivators without knowing it. Or because of the competition for the favor of beauties, he was held by others and quietly came to take revenge.

"Not really."

Yuan Hexu's face turned white, and even if he tried to recall, he couldn't find out what he had offended who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.

"Jade Hall Master, if this happened to my son, your Discipline Hall will have to bear most of the responsibility. Aren't the patrols of the Hall of Discipline all eating dry food? Not only was the thieves sneaking into the sect, but the thieves were also allowed to pass through the sect."

Hearing Siyuan Zhenjun's statement that he completely threw off the pot, the Jade Hall Master was also a little annoyed.

"Siyuan, that thief is heading directly for your Cui Di Peak. Is it not the trouble that your father and son themselves have caused? Why, the enemies of your father and son come to seek revenge, and they still want us to be bodyguards in the Discipline Hall?"

"You! It's obviously your precept hall's dereliction of duty, but it's on the head of the sect's disciples?"

The two Yuanying monks completely ignored the low-level monks around them, and they were about to face Mai Mang.

The gate was pushed open, and five or six Yuanying elders entered, including the sect master and the Wood Peak Master of Lingzhi Peak.

The momentum of the confrontation between the two was interrupted.

"Siyuan, Jade Hall Master, let Lord Mufeng help Senior Yuan and nephew take a look, there is a way to remedy it."

The sect master spoke, and the two naturally stopped for a while, and Siyuan Zhenjun also hurriedly took Lord Mufeng to see his son's situation.

The results can be imagined.

Lord Mu Feng recommended Siyuan Zhenjun to try his luck in Danzong, and everyone in Wentian Sect was made all the soldiers by such a change, especially the Discipline Hall strengthened its defenses and screened suspicious people throughout the sect.

Not to mention, I really found a few spies pressed by other sects.

In the end, for the sake of that glimmer of life, Siyuan Zhenjun left Wentianzong with his son, and went to Danzong to find a doctor to see if there was any remedy.

And the enemy who hurt Yuan Hexu couldn't find the slightest clue at all, even if there was any object of suspicion, he decided to put it aside for the time being.

The outside world was disturbed, but Mo Jiqing didn't take it to heart at all, and when she cultivated wholeheartedly, her cultivation improved rapidly.

Trimester.

The clouds of calamity are rolling in the sky above the cave where ink sends affection.

The Jindan period must pass the thunder tribulation. And the thunder tribulation of the Jindan period, Mo Ji is very familiar with it, and he doesn't put it in his eyes at all.

If it is the original owner, he may still hesitate, after all, the Jindan Thunder Tribulation is a big hurdle.

But Mo sent her affection to her as an ancestor, and she had experienced such a Jindan Thunder Tribulation I don't know how many times, and it was completely drizzle for her.

She even had a plan to use the Thunder Tribulation Forging Body, so she didn't even think about using a lightning weapon to resist the Thunder Tribulation, but instead flew into the air to test the thunder in the face of the Tribulation.

When the thunder tribulation exploded on Mo Jiqing's body. The monks who came to watch sighed for a while, this junior sister didn't have any protective measures, and they couldn't help but think of Siyuan Zhenjun.

This Siyuan Zhenjun, as a master, is really derelict in his duties. Even her true disciple was about to cross the Thunder Tribulation, and she didn't even prepare a magic weapon for self-defense and a formation to resist the Thunder Tribulation.

If it weren't for Yuan Hexu's current situation being a bit miserable, they would have made up more brains.

Now, all of their minds were attracted by the hard and rigid golden pill thunder tribulation, and they were all amazed.

There are six ways of Jindan Thunder Tribulation.

Mo Jiqing had already used her body to resist the five paths, and the power was stronger than the other, and the thunder tribulation in her body was first chaotic and chaotic.

However, after Mo Jiqing endured the pain and tried to guide it, the power of the thunder robbery was like countless small purple thunder dragons finally gathered in an orderly manner, and began to forge various meridians, and the meridians were broadened and strengthened.

After wandering around, he began to forge flesh, bones, and skin...... After doing this, only part of the power of the thunderstorm was consumed, and Mo Jiqing simply sealed the thunderstorm

In the dantian, you can mobilize these thunder forging bodies at any time in the future.

And the ink knife is ready to move in the dantian, and it wants to jump out and get a piece of the pie all the time.

The ink knife is an immortal weapon, there are not many materials that make it look good in the cultivation world, and now it wants to repair itself, the Jindan Tribulation Thunder is a good nourishment for the ink knife, at least it can replenish some energy.

However, this new master is obviously in sync with his own god, and he regards the thunder tribulation as his own bag, and he cannot afford to waste it.

She has already eaten five thunder tribulations, doesn't she keep any scum for herself? The new owner is so stingy, ahhh......h

Of course, Mo Jiqing felt the resentment and longing of the ink knife.

Alas, forget it, leave it with soup.

With his right hand outstretched, the ink knife appeared out of thin air. The blade trembled, and a dragon-like roar sounded.

The eyes of the onlookers lit up.

"Wow! Senior Sister Mo is finally going to use magic weapons to resist the thunderstorm? That knife isn't ordinary, it's beautiful."

"Senior Sister Mo is so handsome! The last thunderstorm is over, and I think she has the strength to carry it all!"

"Am I the only one who has discovered that Senior Sister Mo's knife is extraordinary?"

"This knife looks so heavy, is it a spiritual weapon? I didn't even know that Senior Sister Mo, a female cultivator, was actually a sword-wielder."

"No, Senior Sister Mo, she has always used a sword before. As far as I know, she was a famous swordsman when she was in the mortal realm. Moreover, Senior Sister Mo, a little female cultivator, will soon surpass you as a big man, so you have to call someone Uncle Mo."

"I, it's not ...... I didn't mean to belittle Senior Sister Mo, isn't that a habit?"

"Hehe,"

"Oh my God, Senior Sister Mo used that big sword to fight against the last thunder! …… What a cow!"

"It's really handsome, watching Senior Sister Mo carry the thunder, how do I think it's so simple. Didn't I have the same courage to fight against lightning when I crossed the tribulation, so I could survive the thunder tribulation so easily!"

"You're thinking too much......

Just when everyone was talking, the last thunder tribulation was absorbed by the ink knife, and a purple arc of electricity was flowing on the ink knife.

"Sect Master, it's really a waste for this Mo Master and nephew to follow Siyuan.

You see that she entered the sect from a mortal who introduced qi into the body, and she only cultivated to the Jindan stage in just a few years.

Seeing that her bone age was only twenty years old, she could be regarded as the youngest Jindan monk in the entire cultivation realm.

And with his body to resist the thunder tribulation, how many years have there not been such a genius monk?"

Yan Hui Zhenjun, who was still dressed in white magic clothes, held the jasper flute in his right hand, and knocked it on the palm of his left hand for a while, his eyes were full of interest, as if he was quite interested in Mo Jiqing.

"If you really like this disciple, you can also discuss with Siyuan and let Master Mo's nephew be your apprentice, as the sect master, I will definitely not object."

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