The two of them were talking one by one, when there was a sudden turmoil in front of them, and more than a dozen immortals of the Martial Spirit Palace appeared in the clouds to block the way.

"The immortal friend of the Gods and Demons Palace has been absent for a long time, I heard that you have caught an unsuccessful disciple on our side, and this disciple has not done anything to anger the Gods and Demons Palace, and I ask the immortal friends to return him to us immediately. The leading immortal came out and said.

"Immortal friend is serious, you disciple will actually control the artifact demon king knife of our God and Demon Palace, we just want to invite him back to ask how to control it, not to embarrass a junior regardless of his identity, after consulting us, we will naturally send him to the lower realm to cultivate, immortal friends can not worry." The Chief Great Demon Immortal firmly pinched Mo Cong and said.

"Immortal friends are really joking, how can our disciples control your artifact, and it is a holy spirit artifact that you can't control, such as the Demon King Knife, don't lift him up, just return the disciple to me." In front of him is the Void Passage, this disciple's physical mortal body can't stand it at all, and if he can't reach the God and Demon Palace, he will be wiped out, so Immortal Friends should let him live. The fairy said.

"But the Demon King Knife was indeed controlled by him just now, and it automatically rescued him from trouble when he was in danger, how can this be explained?" asked the Chief Demon Immortal.

"This proves that even the spiritual holy object like the Demon King Knife doesn't want you to kill innocents indiscriminately, so he suddenly appeared to save this disciple, and the holy relics of the Gods and Demon Palace all mean this, and the immortal friends should be even more reasonable. The fairy said.

"Okay, then this disciple will be returned to you, but the Demon King Sword is very important to our God and Demon Palace, we must take it back, and we can't let such a holy relic be kept in the hands of your disciple. The Chief Great Demon Immortal thought for a moment and said.

"Naturally, we didn't think about asking for your holy relics at all, and this time the Nether Realm was just to save this disciple. The fairy said.

The two parties have discussed and decided, and Mo Cong was casually thrown into the hands of the Martial Spirit Palace Immortal by the Chief Great Demon Immortal, and the Chief Great Demon Immortal took the Mawang Sword and a group of large and small demon immortals through the void and drove through the void to the Divine Demon Palace.

"Thank you to the gods for saving your life. Mo Cong said on the palm of the immortal hand of the Martial Spirit Palace.

"You disciple. Okay, why do you have to ignore it and don't listen to the greetings, but you have to run to the Long Kingdom?" the Martial Spirit Palace Immortal reproached.

"Longguo is the first year of junior high school and I am the second year of junior high school, they used the assassination of the palace maid of Longguo to give me New Year's greetings for the New Year, and I also have to pay tribute to it so that it is not rude. Mo Cong said with a normal face.

"Okay, your return to the Demon Sect not only alarmed the Demon Sect, but also the immortals of the God and Demon Palace, so you finally have face. Since you have returned the salute and the face has been gained, let's go back and cultivate well. The immortal said with a dare, and his gaze was like a substance, which directly knocked Mo Cong unconscious, and Mo Cong directly lost consciousness without even resisting.

"This disciple's qualifications are detached, and his character is not bad, but he is too capable of causing trouble. Which of you is willing to discipline and discipline well in the lower realm, and kill his troublesome temperament?" the immortal turned to look at the dozen or so martial spirit palace immortals behind him and asked.

"He's my eldest brother's disciple, so I'll take care of it. A fairy in white came out of the crowd in the clouds and said.

"Okay, then you can discipline yourself for a while. The fairy nodded, and handed Mo Cong to the fairy in white with a flip of his hand.

The immortals told the fairy in white a few more words, and then returned to the Wuling Palace with the clouds, and the fairy in white took the fainted Mo Cong back to Lingyun Mountain in the clouds.

......

That morning, Mo Xiao, Mo Min, Murong Mingyue, waited for Mo Cong to go back, but couldn't wait, and he was very anxious. Mo Xiao said that he should go to the Giant Spirit Pass to find out, Mo Min didn't want him to go, and insisted on waiting and seeing.

"Second brother, if there is really something, it won't help if you go, brother, let's wait. Mo Min said.

Don't laugh. Girl, Mo Cong is fine, you don't have to worry. As the two were talking, the old man's voice came from a faint voice.

"Why hasn't he come back yet?" Mo Min asked in a worried whisper.

"This kid has to go to the Long Kingdom to challenge the Demon Sect Castle. was brought back to Lingyun Mountain by your aunt, and your aunt thought that I didn't care about teaching him, and said that she would be strictly disciplined for a period of time. You two have to take care of yourself and don't get into trouble. Otherwise, it will be miserable if it falls into the hands of your aunt. The old man said.

"Then when will my second brother come back?" Mo Cong asked after a pause.

"I don't know, depending on your aunt's mood, she thinks that your second brother will naturally come back after disciplining her. During this period, you will stay in Montenegro and practice well, take care of the affairs of Montenegro, and don't go back to Lingyun Mountain to fall into the net. The old man said.

"That'...... All right. Mo Min said helplessly.

"What's going on?" Murong Mingyue couldn't hear the old man's transmission, but when she heard Mo Min ask a few questions, she said Okay, I don't know what happened.

"My second brother suddenly went crazy and wanted to go to Longguo to challenge your master, but was stopped by our ancestor of Lingyun Mountain and brought back to Lingyun Mountain, that ancestor felt that my second brother was too nonsense and was ready to discipline him strictly for a while, that's it. Mo Min said.

"Then can we go to Lingyun Mountain to find him?" asked Murong Mingyue.

"My eldest brother and I can't go, and you can't go, our ancestors discipline their disciples very strictly, and after they go, ...... Well, let's stay in Montenegro. Mo Min couldn't say anything to slander his ancestors, so he had to mum and vaguely go.

The three of them discussed in the room for a while, and then they went out to tell Chen Ruoping, Mo Yu, Hangrui and others that Mo Cong had suddenly practiced to a critical juncture and could not be disturbed by the outside world, so they found a quiet place to retreat, so that everyone did not have to worry and did not have to look for Mo Cong everywhere.

"How long is he going to retreat?" asked Long Youduo.

"I don't know, maybe a few months or a few years. Mo Min said.

"Ah, isn't he going to starve to death?" Hang Rui was surprised.

"He'll eat himself when he's hungry, don't worry. Mo Min said speechlessly.

......

Just when a group of people asked about Mo Cong's situation, Mo Cong was lying quietly in the thatched hut of Lingyun Mountain, and he didn't know how long he had been lying before slowly waking up. He opened his eyes and looked at it, feeling that it seemed to be in Lingyun Mountain, sat up and looked at it, and was sure that it was in Lingyun Mountain. He got up and walked out of the hut and looked in the courtyard, feeling like he was dreaming.

"Are you awake?" a woman's voice asked, as if it were the same Skyrim woman who had stopped him before, but now it sounded close, no longer so ethereal.

"Well, how did I get back here?" Mo Cong said in a daze, turning around and walking towards the hut where the old man used to live.

"Go and fetch water, take the biggest wooden bucket in the yard, and as for the flat pole, you can go down the hill and make one at will. Today you have to carry ten loads of water and you can't sprinkle a drop, and I'll prick you with this needle if you sprinkle a drop, do you understand?" There was a woman in white sitting in the thatched hut, who was sewing something with a silver needle, and said without looking up when she saw Mo Cong coming in.

"Okay, but the disciple dares to ask, which generation of Lingyun Mountain ancestors are you?" Mo Cong asked respectfully.

"It's the last generation. The woman in white said.

"Then should I call you aunt or aunt?" asked Mo Cong cautiously.

"You know quite a bit. The woman in white snorted softly without raising her head, unable to tell whether she was happy or angry.

"Is there anything to keep secret, and it's not something to be seen. Mo Cong said.

"What did you say?" The woman in white stopped her movements and looked up at Mo Cong, Mo Cong's brain was shocked, as if someone had opened her head and knocked her head hard, and her head hurt so much that her eardrums rumbled. The figure of the woman in white shook vaguely in front of his eyes, like water that could never be calm.

I said...... This is a happy event, and there is no need to keep it so secret. Mo Cong said with severe pain.

"Do you usually talk to your master like this?" asked the woman in white.

"I don't have a master, we usually call us old man. Mo Cong said.

"Well, you go fetch water, and remember in the future that there is no good fruit to eat if you are disrespectful to your elders. The woman in white said lightly, and continued to bow her head to do needlework, sewing a very small piece of clothing that was not much bigger than the palm of her hand. (To be continued......)