After more than twenty minutes, Mo Wuyuan's body trembled slightly, and he finally moved.

Lu Ningan and the others were bored, but when they saw this, they immediately came to their senses, and at the same time, they were really lucky and kept on guard.

In Mo Wuyuan's body, was it the Jiang Protector or the Blood Puppet Sect monk who won?

Soon, Lu Ningan and others got the answer.

I saw Mo Wuyuan slowly open his eyes, and then his face was full of sorrow, and he said to himself, "Alas, Holy Son, you are still too careless!"

Lu Ningan and the others were immediately relieved.

Lu Ning'an stepped forward and asked, "Protector Jiang, how is Mo Wuyuan doing now?"

"Oh, it's Lu Xiaoyou. Don't worry, my holy son is fine, but his soul has been slightly damaged, so he can sleep for a while." Speaking of this, Protector Jiang shook his head again and sighed, "Alas, my holy son has a hole in his brain, and he doesn't practice the top exercises handed down from the Demon Palace, so he doesn't practice any bodybuilding gymnastics. Then calisthenics also trains muscles, can it resist mental attacks? And what else does "that's not the life he wants"... Lu Xiaoyou, you say, isn't he a fool!"

Lu Ningan turned his head to look at Yushulin.

Yushulin's face was as usual.

"It's okay." Lu Ningan turned around and continued, "Then what should we do next? Will you continue to fight when your son wakes up?"

"No fight, no fight." Protector Jiang shook his head and said, "The foundation stone of sealing the evil will be given to you, the catastrophe is coming, and it can play the greatest role in the hands of your immortal sect. As for my Holy Son, it's good to have this small one, because too much of it will easily affect his Dao heart."

As he spoke, Protector Jiang raised the small fragment in his hand.

Practicing this kind of thing, what he is most afraid of is greedy for shortcuts, although Mo Wuyuan promised Jiang Protector that he would only use the last piece, but Jiang Protector didn't want to take any more risks.

If the entire Sealing Evil Cornerstone was packed and taken away, Jiang Protector would not dare to guarantee that his Holy Son would be able to withstand the temptation of a quick breakthrough.

It's better to send a favor to Xianmen.

"Then we will be disrespectful, thank you Jiang Protector."

"Thank you, Protector Jiang!"

"Thank you!"

No matter what the purpose of Jiang Protector was, it was a fact that he would let the foundation stone of sealing the evil sect come over, so Lu Ningan and the others sincerely thanked him.

"You're welcome." Jiang Protector waved his hand and said, "The old man is going to take the Holy Son back to the Demon Palace to stabilize the realm, and concentrate on preparing for the Seven Swords Competition, goodbye to you."

After saying that, Jiang Protector took control of Mo Wuyuan's body and turned to leave.

"Seven Swords Rivalry." Lu Ning'an muttered, "Even the Demon Gate wants to participate in the Seven Swords Competition? What exactly is this Seven Swords Great Match?"

In just a few days, Lu Ningan had already heard about the "Seven Swords Competition" from Lin Zhe, Jinyiren, and Jiang Protector.

But he didn't know very well about the specific situation of the "Seven Swords Competition".

"I know a little bit about the Seven Swords Competition." Yushu Lin said coldly.

After all, he is the only son of the Yu family, and Yu Shulin's knowledge and information channels are still far beyond ordinary people, plus the head of the Yu family on the island a few days ago specially mentioned this matter to him, so he knows it in great detail.

So Yushulin popularized what he knew to everyone.

The Seven Swords Competition, as the name suggests, is a competition between the seven sword cultivation immortal sects, which is reported every three years, the main purpose is to exercise the actual combat ability of young disciples, and take the opportunity to settle some grievances between the seven factions.

These seven sects are the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Spirit Sword Sect, the Cloud Sword Sect, the Silver Sword Sect, the Giant Sword Sect, the Cold Sword Sect, and the Mechanical Technology Sword Sect, which just emerged a hundred years ago.

Lin Zhe's Silver Sword Sect's strength is exactly ranked fourth, not up or down, not outstanding or bottom.

This year, the "Seven Swords Competition" happened to be held by the Silver Sword Sect.

But for some reason, after secret consultations, the head of the Seven Sects released the news that any monk could come to participate in the competition.

Subsequently, the seven factions sent out invitations and invited the Aoba official

and various sects and factions, and even the various sects of the Demon Sect and the major rebel sects also received invitations.

Therefore, this time the Seven Swords Contest was upgraded from a competition between the younger generations of the seven sects to an immortal cultivation event in the entire Aoba Immortal Cultivation Realm.

There are even rumors that this time Dabi was promoted by the Aoba official behind the scenes, intending to have an alliance before the catastrophe came, and take the opportunity to eliminate some hidden dangers.

For example, what kind of immortal cultivation alliance leader to choose, and then for example, to wipe out the reverse sect or something.

In short, there will be many, many immortal cultivators going at that time.

"I see." Lu Ningan nodded, "No wonder the second child asked us to give him a strong momentum, he must want to take this opportunity to make a splash, and then get a title like 'Seven Sons of Xianmen'."

"Maybe."

Yushu Lin replied lightly, he was not interested in the Seven Swords Dabi or anything, but if he could help the second child, he was also willing to help the field.

"Okay, in short, the matter is over, the foundation stone of sealing the evil is ours, and there is a little Haining attached." Lu Ningan turned his head to look at Murong Haining who was squatting in the formation, and said happily, "I'll call Brother Pao and ask him to come again."

The general manager was used to run errands and carry things.

"But my deity still hasn't been found." Meng Hongping was a little disappointed, looked in the direction of the foundation stone of the evil seal from a distance, and said, "Since the deity took a photo just now and became rich as the 'deceased husband', then I want to go and worship him and the ancestors of the Chang family."

"yes, it should."

So they returned to the clearing.

After countless years, it is not easy for those steles to remain unbroken, except for some new steles erected in recent years, the words on the rest of the steles are completely indistinguishable.

After looking for a long time, everyone couldn't find the stele that was often rich, so they had no choice but to stand farther away and bow to the entire stele forest to show their respect.

After everyone finished worshipping, Murong Haining, who was following behind everyone, finally couldn't help it anymore and asked Meng Hongping, "So, you are really not Meng Hongyan?"

"It's not." Meng Hongping shook her head firmly and said, "Although my Meng Hongping is just a wisp of the soul of the deity, after ten thousand years, I already have my own thinking and personality, which is very different from the previous Meng Hongyan."

"Well, that's a shame." Murong Haining was a little disappointed, and then he became excited again, and asked in a twittering voice, "Sister Hongping, it's great that you can become the soul of Dream Hongyan!" Can you tell me more about her? Like, why did she separate you back then? Also, why didn't she take it back immediately after she separated you? Is it because she doesn't like you? Why doesn't she like you?"

Meng Hongping: ......

Otherwise, the slave family should go back to the fan first.