Somewhere in the upper realm, the thick ancient vines of the bowl are densely intertwined, intrigued, and the delicate stone table under it is intertwined with white and black seeds, an old man and a girl are playing against each other, but they look relaxed and do not care about winning or losing.

From time to time, a breeze blew and ruffled the girl's long red hair.

The old man has a fairy wind and bones, a kind face, a hundred flowers and a beard meticulously cared for, a smile on his face, but he is slow to hold a white child.

"I said ancient immortals, how did you grind and chirp, the last time you won that game, I was obviously asleep!" The girl was still childish, and she pouted with her head in both hands.

The old man smiled slightly, "Chess players should pay attention to the heat, I really won last time, you can't play tricks!" ”

"My Spirit Shadow Mo'er said yes, last time you won, I gave you two hundred spirit beasts in the spirit world as a snack, but I didn't blink!" Lingying Mo'er looked a little unhappy, it didn't matter if she won or lost before, but this time, she had to win the old man once, "Let's say it first, if I win this time, I will eat a hundred immortal hearts and nourish them well!" ”

As everyone knows, the old man has a fairy wind and bones, and there is a murderous intention hidden under his kind face; The girl is still childish, and her eyes are buried with viciousness and insidiousness.

Their outward appearance and inner life are already very different.

The old man shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay, if Lingying Mo'er can win the old man this time, it's okay to give you two hundred immortal hearts!" ”

"Giggle." Lingying Mo'er smiled brightly, and her tongue licked her lips, as if she had tasted the heart of the immortal.

Just a moment later, Lingying Mo'er's face suddenly turned cold, and the entire space seemed to be frozen, "By the way, old man, Mo Zhenting's descendants have appeared, and they seem to be thriving in your immortal world, and that kid has inherited Mo Zhenting's anti-spirit godhead, I'm afraid it will be bad for us!" ”

"Oh? Yes, you don't say I forgot, it's just a piece of waste, why are you so nervous? The ancient immortal disagreed.

Lingying Mo'er snorted coldly, "Have you forgotten the prophecy of the Divine Scroll?" ”

Hearing the prophecy of the "Divine Scroll", the old man frowned slightly, "It's just a prophecy, isn't everything under our control?" Maybe there are those four children in the south, south, west, and northwest, as well as many lackeys in your spiritual world, and it's not easy to clean up a piece of waste? ”

"Yes, yes, it's been so long, Xuanyuan doesn't look at this fairy realm and spirit world, it's thriving to be taken care of by the two of us, it's boring to think about it, just play chess all day to pass the time, ancient immortal, you say, did Xuanyuan forget about us a long time ago?" Spirit Shadow Mo'er shook her head and said.

The ancient immortal was still thinking about how to move next, how could he be in the mood to think about this question, "What about other things, don't think about it, if Xuanyuan knew what we were doing, it is estimated that he would have fed us to the dogs a long time ago, and we don't need to be afraid of the so-called prophecy." ”

"Not bad, then let's play chess honestly, I must win you this time!" The girl laughed again and continued to indulge in the game.

......

In the human world, in a secluded cave of the Demon Spirit Sect, the territory of the Moling Sect is expanding day by day, and the entire immortal cultivation world is peaceful.

But I saw a golden rune slowly rising, in which the runes continued, and there was the sound of the dark Sanskrit singing, and after a while, the golden rune was like snow, falling in the cave, and gradually transformed into an elegant man.

The man was dressed in white and stood with his hands in his hands, while the woman in front of him was as cold as ice and did not say a word.

"We will set off in a few days, and everything in the future of this Moling Sect will be taken care of by the Sect Master!" The man is Ye Ku, after so many years of cultivation, he has reached the peak of his Fu cultivation technique, with his cultivation, he can actually enter Cloud City a long time ago, but everything in the Moling Sect was not stable at the beginning, so Ye Ku will stay until now.

Rong Huawu was slightly moved, thinking that Ye Wei would soon fly, and he would be able to see Mo Yang, and he was very envious in his heart.

In fact, in this world, there are very few things that move Rong Huawu, she was originally quiet and indifferent, but now she has a trace of desire to soar. Hopefully, if you can cultivate well, will you be able to meet Mo Yang again?

"Sect Master Ye Ku, don't worry, I hope you will see Mo Yang in the future and say hello on my behalf." Ronghua danced.

Ye Ku nodded, he originally had no desire to ascend to the upper realm, not to mention that with Yi Yingying by his side, he would ascend in the future, and he didn't know when he would be able to meet, but now that Mo Yang had ascended to the upper realm alone, as a brother, how could he not strive to cultivate and join him as soon as possible.

Since they are both monks, ascension is the only way, and in private, Ye Ku has discussed with Yi Yingying for a long time and agreed to meet in the upper realm.

At night, a golden rune flew straight into the sky, which was the direction of Cloud City, Ye Ku walked and handed over all the rights of the entire Moling Sect to Rong Huawu, he believed that Rong Huawu would definitely be able to take care of the Moling Sect, and in the near future, he would be able to see his family in the upper realm.

And in Cloud City, since Mo Yang flew to the upper realm, Qu Feng has devoted himself to cultivation, in the past, he was high above Mo Yang, but now he is far behind by the other party, everything in the past has disappeared, he believes that with his own ability, he can also fly to the upper realm.

On the second day, the Mo Ling Sect officially announced that Rong Huawu would take over as the third generation of the sect master.

Rong Huawu looked at the sky, on that far side, Mo Yang didn't know what he was doing, did his mission accomplish, did he think of me at some point.

"Meet the third generation of Sect Master!"

The sound of worship in the audience continued, and Rong Hua's face was like frost, "We should remember the explanation of the Moyang Sect Master..."

It's just that when he read the word "Moyang", Rong Huawu's face changed slightly.

......

After Mo Yang said goodbye to Li Xiang, he returned to the Baimao Domain again, at this time it had been three months since he left, which happened to be the time agreed with Beiyue, and sure enough, when he came to his cave mansion, Beiyue was frowning, holding a long knife that failed to be refined.

Despite this, behind Beiyue, there were at least ten immortal weapons that had been successfully refined, and more than half of them had reached the top grade.

This is also where Beiyue feels depressed, why is his refining material better than the other party, then why is there a medium-grade immortal weapon he refines, and the most annoying thing is that the last Desireless Knife actually failed to be refined, you know, the refining material of this Desireless Knife is the most precious!

"Looks like you're not in a good mood!" Mo Yang stepped into his cave with his hands behind his back, originally the cave was closed, but as the owner of the cave, even if there is no token, there is still a way to open it.

Beiyue was stunned, but she didn't expect Mo Yang to suddenly enter, "Who let you in!" ”

"Hey, this is my place, you've been here for more than three months in vain, and I have nowhere to cultivate, so you're embarrassed to scold me?" Mo Yang said with a smile, this Beiyue is indeed in a bad mood, just look at this bitter gourd face.

Beiyue snorted, "That's not going to work either!" You promised me at the beginning, but you came in so suddenly, in case I..."

"What in case? What if you don't have any clothes on? Mo Yang smiled evilly, but his eyes were looking at Beiyue's body, and he looked specifically at those private places.

"You rascal! Also look! Beiyue stood up, but it was a pink fist.

"Okay, okay, now three months have arrived, but I see that His Royal Highness Beiyue is not very satisfied with the immortal weapons he has refined!" Mo Yang came to a long sword, and he had already reached the quality of the upper grade, which should be the best quality in it, needless to say, Beiyue's refining level should be comparable to his own, but, why did he fail?

Beiyue sighed, she originally wanted to refine a more high-end immortal weapon to suppress the other party, it seems that there is no chance this time, since she loses, she has the courage to admit it, Beiyue handed the long knife that failed to be refined to Mo Yang, "Come and see, why did I follow the past refining method, but I made a mistake in the last link?" ”

Mo Yang also made a straight face, and after his own analysis, the reason why such a problem occurred was completely wrong.

I vaguely remember the past, especially when refining the Wind and Fire Sword, Mo Yang did not deliberately control the furnace fire, but the refining was very successful, "If my guess is correct, when refining the last long knife, you interfered with the furnace fire yourself." ”

"Disturbing the fire?" Beiyue was a little puzzled.

"Not bad!" Mo Yang looked at the soul refiner, "After my observation, the subtlety of the soul refinery is that it is on the furnace fire, when I was refining, at first I used my own experience and ideas to control the furnace fire, but it backfired, and in the end I simply ignored it and let it be refined arbitrarily, but it had an unexpected effect." ”

Indeed, because the refining materials of the last long knife were very precious, Beiyue was very attentive, especially in controlling the furnace fire, and was meticulous according to his past experience.

"What do you mean?" Kitatsuki seems to understand something.

"Not bad! This soul refinery, although there is no instrument spirit, but it is better than the machine spirit, and the familiarity with the material is better than that of a refiner like us, I always feel that this soul calciner has exceeded the furnace level of this interface! ”

After Mo Yang's explanation, Beiyue recalled the original refining process and thought that it was really like this.

"You feel almost like that, what do you mean, we have found a treasure?" Beiyue came up.

"I think you are the one who picked up the treasure, but you obtained the Ebony Buddha Bead Godhead in the first place!" Mo Yang said with a blank look.

This night, the two exchanged refining experience, this was the first time that the two of them had an exchange of refining immortal weapons, Mo Yang thought that Beiyue's level was lower than his own, but he still learned a lot of new methods, and Beiyue was even more shocked, the other party's refining techniques seemed to be more skilled.

As everyone knows, the refining of immortal weapons is based on the "Spirit Casting Technique" and extended, but Mo Yang knows the most basic place, and Beiyue is more proficient in the extended part.