Three days later.

The wind was howling, and the mountains were flying on both sides.

At this time, Mo Han was sitting on a giant eagle, and the giant eagle flew in the air, rushing all the way to the north.

The back of the giant eagle is quite wide, and in front of it sit three people, an old man in his fifties and two middle-aged men.

The old man's eyes were cold, and there was a fierceness in his eyes, although the momentum on his body was looming, he could still see that this was an old man with extremely strong cultivation, and the two middle-aged men next to him were also extremely jealous of him, although his expression was respectful, but the meaning of the words was still extremely obvious.

At this time, Mo Han was sitting not far from the three of them, and beside him were also sitting more than a dozen young martial artists, most of these martial artists were in their twenties, all of them were young masters of the tribe like Sha Qiu, and this time they were coerced into the secret realm by Shangyuan City.

Mo Han's expression was calm and calm, but there was a faint bad feeling in his heart.

He knew what was going on, because a pair of cold eyes always lingered at his side, and the chill lingered.

There was no doubt that this gaze came from the old man in Shangyuan City.

Every once in a while, the old man would return to scan the people behind him, and finally his eyes would fall on Mo Han's body.

His heart was extremely surprised, although the young man in front of him was said to be Sha Qiu of the Shamu tribe, but the depth of this person's cultivation was so deep that even he couldn't detect it, and seeing this young man's charm inside, his eyes occasionally showed a sharp light like a sword, he knew that this young man's cultivation was extremely strong, at least he would not lose to himself.

The old man had doubted the origin of this young man, after all, how could a tribe like the Wood Killing Tribe cultivate such a young man!

However, the old man thought that the city only asked to bring back some young masters of the tribe, as long as he made sure that the young man did not cause trouble on the road, and he was too lazy to care about the rest.

Mo Han also knew that the old man was jealous of him. But seeing that this person did not doubt his Sha Qiu's identity, he was naturally happy to see it, and sat quietly on the back of the giant eagle at the moment.

Shangyuan City is quite far away from here, and Mo Han doesn't know when he will be able to reach it, so he has nothing to do at the moment, so fortunately he is on the back of the giant eagle again. Facing the whistling wind, the cultivation of the Dao began to be cultivated.

Reading and knowing together is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

Mo Han has been cultivating on his own for more than a year, and although his cultivation speed is still okay, he has accumulated a lot of questions in the recitation of the Dao, and immediately asked the machine spirits for advice one by one.

The machine spirit has so much knowledge, he almost didn't think about these doubts of Mo Han. knew where Mo Han's confusion was, and immediately solved Mo Han's doubts in a few words.

Mo Han was already smart, and although the problems he encountered were tricky, it was more that he had never encountered the corresponding situation, and through the guidance of the machine spirit, many questions that had plagued him for a long time were soon answered.

While Mo Han and the machine spirit communicated with each other, Mo Han ran his mind to confirm what the machine spirit said, and he only felt that time had flown by. Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and in this time. Mo Han has a very good harvest!

Mo Han closed his eyes from beginning to end, quietly cultivating.

But when the old man saw Mo Han's expression, his surprise became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but think in his heart: This young man can meditate for half a day on the back of the giant eagle, facing the howling wind. No wonder this person's cultivation can't even be understood by himself.

As time passed, more and more people noticed Mo Han, first the old man, then the two middle-aged men who accompanied him, and finally the masters of other tribes who traveled with Mo Han.

Although Mo Han's mind could also feel the gaze of the people around him. But he didn't pay much attention to this, he was immersed in asking the machine spirit for what he had learned from the Tao, where could he care about the eyes and opinions of others?

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Another three days passed.

Along the way, Mo Han was always silent, and he didn't communicate with too many people, but he continued to learn the Tao from the machine spirit, immersed in the ocean of recitation and couldn't extricate himself.

Perhaps it was because seeing that Mo Han was consistent and devoted himself to cultivation, everyone's gaze at Mo Han changed from shock to numbness, and finally became accustomed to it.

In the evening of this day, Mo Han finally followed the old man to Shangyuan City.

After coming to Shangyuan City, Mo Han and the others were quickly assigned to a courtyard, which was not large, but it was quite comfortable.

Everyone rested in the courtyard for one night, and the next morning, the elders of Shangyuan City came to give a lecture.

Although he was rough and rude for half an hour, Mo Han only heard two sentences. One is that the secret realm will be opened in three days, and then everyone will go to the secret realm with the disciples of Shangyuan City; the second is that if the performance is excellent and the treasure is found, a heavy reward will be given, and if the yang and yin are violated in the secret realm, then the other place itself, and even the respective tribes will be wiped out at that time.

When Mo Han heard this, he sneered in his heart, but he couldn't help but feel a little tricky. Although he didn't need to worry about the people of Shangyuan City, if there was a conflict with this Shangyuan City at that time, it would not be good to affect the Shamu tribe, and he secretly thought at the moment: After entering the secret realm, the most important thing is to find the companions of the valley, and other things will be said when the time comes.

However, although he was just cannon fodder, Shangyuan City still provided some elixirs.

Although the quality of these pills was not very good, they were still quite precious to these disciples from the tribe, and everyone took the pills.

Mo Han's body contained the medicinal effects of hundreds of elixirs, so naturally he didn't need to take these elixirs, but in order to prevent the suspicion of others and not want to be too unique, he casually took these elixirs that could achieve the effect of increasing the yuan.

Three days passed in a hurry, and after a few days of rest in the courtyard, everyone seemed energetic for a while.

However, this is only relative to the strength of martial arts, Mo Han can clearly feel that the faces of these young people who came with him have a faint hint of melancholy, and the trace of horror between his eyebrows can still be easily perceived.

Mo Han also understood what they were thinking, but there was nothing he could do, so he had to sigh slightly.

At this moment, someone from Shangyuan City came to the courtyard, and it was the old man who brought them here in the first place.

Mo Han knew that this was an elder of Shangyuan City, and with his leadership, everyone soon came to a remote barren cave.

Thinking that the secret passage of the valley was also located in a cave in the cave, he thought that this old man was taking them to the secret realm.

Mo Han couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

In any case, this time we must find our companions in the valley and return to the valley! (To be continued......)