"What UMNO?" Mo Xuan turned his head and asked, "What did Teacher Baxiang talk about before?"

Feng Wuxian scratched his head, "Umno, it's the tradition of the Witch Temple, inheritance or something, I don't remember too much, in short, just shut up and talk less......"

"Umno is the root and inheritance of the witch's magical power. Su Qingsang's voice in the ring was as thin as a gnat, and only Mo Xuan could hear it clearly.

"There are immortals in the lower realm, and it is only natural for the wizard to warn you to abide by UMNO. ”

Mo Xuan was puzzled, "What is this for?"

"Immortals belong, call it Daotong! Wizards belong, call it Umno!" Su Qingsang explained: "To put it bluntly, the inheritance of the Witch God Temple comes from the power of the ancestral witch!

"That immortal nether realm, still don't kill all the wizards?!" Mo Xuan was stunned.

"No, mortals and ancestral witches are fundamentally two kinds of life, and mortals who have cultivated the strength of ancestral witches cannot become ancestral witches, so immortals are not afraid. Su Qingsang said lightly: "It's as if you learned powerful martial arts and taught them to monkeys, but monkeys can't attack the enemy like you, that's the truth." ”

"So the immortals don't bother to deal with humans, so they won't be completely left alone, right?" Mo Xuan asked, "If the wizard can cultivate his strength to the seventh round or above, will he have a chance to compete with the immortals?!"

Su Qingsang was silent for a moment, "It's not easy to say, the wizards who have really cultivated to the seventh wheel can be counted on one hand, and they have long since disappeared, and no one knows their true strength." ”

"Moreover, many immortals have a habit of spiritual cleanliness, and they don't want people with bad talents or miscellaneous foreign bodies to cultivate the Dao system, so in order to ensure the purity of the Dao system, they don't care about the Umno on the mortal earth. ”

"Is there such a saying?" Mo Xuan had a long experience, "No wonder there are few immortals, it turns out that this is the reason." ”

Su Qingsang sighed lowly. "It's not all that virtue, I heard that the Tongtian Sect Master among the saints advocates that there is no class in teaching, and there are many disciples, but unfortunately I haven't had the opportunity to see it yet, and I don't know when and when I can be blessed to see him. ”

"Tongtian Sect Master......" Mo Xuan recited this thunderous name in the mythology of later generations, and felt unreal for a while when he thought that this legendary saint was now somewhere in this world.

"I'm sure you haven't heard of it. Su Qingsang saw that Mo Xuan's tone was a little distracted, so he said: "This is a master who is connected to the sky, but he can be comparable to the Nuwa Sage. In the future, if you can reach the immortal level, you may have a chance to meet you......"

As soon as Su Qingsang's words fell, a priest's voice shouted in the distance.

"The hour has come, all salute!"

Mo Xuan glanced around, the nobles outside the city, one by one, immediately knelt on the ground, the shadow of the immortal had not yet been seen, one by one buried their heads in the geography, and the pious could not be more religious.

And army soldiers. They all knelt down on one knee, holding their weapons in their hands, and their momentum was majestic, neither humble nor arrogant. It is the military salute of the subordinates to the superiors.

The sorcerers and priests were much calmer, and each one just folded their hands on their stomachs and bowed.

As for the students of the Academy. There don't seem to be strict requirements, some kneel down to worship, and some look up at the sky. Look for traces of immortals.

Feng Wuzhi, Zi Yu, and Jiang Huayang, all of them all followed Luo Wen's appearance, performed the ritual of the wizard priest of the Witch Temple, and bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

"What is the origin of the half-demon with fox blood in front of you?" Su Qingsang asked in a low voice.

Mo Xuan nodded, "Huang Quan is the bloodline of the Heavenly Fox Clan and the Yellow Royal Family, and he is the prince of the Yellow Kingdom, and he belongs to us students, who are extremely talented. ”

"Oh, the Sky Fox Clan, so his ancestors also have an immortal-level character......

Before Su Qingsang finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud sound in the air.

"Boom!"

Mo Xuan raised his head slightly, and a fiery glow flashed in the clouds.

"It's ...... coming" Su Qingsang said in a low voice, and Mo Xuan saw that in the White Lotus Ring, a pink mist quietly spread around him, and then dissipated, leaving no trace or feeling.

"I don't know this person's breath, I've covered up your breath, don't speak......"

Mo Xuan answered, staring at the clouds.

"Whew!"

A swift and violent whistling wind suddenly pierced the clouds, and nine fiery pillars of light suddenly flew out of the clouds, and the sound of "hum" was fixed in the air, floating slightly.

These nine pillars of light, each the size of a person, were burning with strong flames all over their bodies, and their voices were mighty!

"This is ......" Mo Xuan swept the nine pillars of fire, his head buzzed, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

It's him?!

Could it be him?!

Mo Xuan's heart shook wildly, he secretly gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists tightly!

The nine pillars of the flames in the air are not recognized by others, but Mo Xuan will not forget them even if he dies! Those nine fire dragon pillars are the nine dragon pillars that burned Wen Zhonghe to death during the battle of Muye in the previous life!

Mo Xuan still remembered that in the Muye Plain, under the giant pillar of flames that reached the sky, the earth cracked, a sea of hellfire, and countless mortals wailed and screamed in the flames!

In the midst of the raging flames, Wen Zhong's armor shattered, and the last wisp of his eyes looked at him, sad and desperate!

There was also the overwhelming wave of fire that completely submerged itself and sank into darkness......

Everything is thanks to this Nine Dragons pile!

Mo Xuan never thought that he would meet this enemy he swore to fight against in today's situation! At this time, in addition to the incomparably shocked in his heart, Mo Xuan couldn't wait to immediately rise to the sky and smash and tear these nine pillars of fire one by one!

"What's wrong with you?" Su Qingsang suddenly asked, "How do I feel that your breath suddenly becomes very excited?"

Mo Xuan lowered his head, almost crushing his teeth, and there was a fishy sweet smell of blood in his mouth.

"I ...... Nothing to do......"

Su Qingsang smiled slightly, "Accept me as a pet beast, there will be a chance to meet the immortals in the future, don't be excited......"

Mo Xuan took a deep breath and eased his emotions, his eyebrows sank slightly, and his thoughts calmed down.

Can't be exposed, can't find death!

The current situation is more favorable to you!

In his previous life, until he died, he didn't know who killed Wen Zhong and killed himself. Today, it is a good thing to hide in the shadows to learn about the opponent's appearance, personality and temper.

"You haven't heard of this immortal at all?" Mo Xuan asked in a low voice.

Su Qingsang responded, "I don't know the breath, but I've heard of this immortal treasure, so I also know who is here." ”

"Who?!"

"These nine pillars of fire are called the Nine Dragon Pillars. Su Qingsang said: "The one who uses this Nine Dragons pile is also a Golden Immortal-level master who is famous in the Immortal Realm......

"Huanglong Zhenren!"

"Huanglong...... Real people?" Mo Xuan recalled the information of this great immortal in the legend of later generations, and muttered, "One of the twelve golden immortals of the Sect?"

"Huh?!" Su Qingsang was stunned, "Do you know all this?!"

Mo Xuan was indifferent, looking up at the nine pillars of fire suspended in the air, in the center of the pillar of fire, there was a reddish-yellow streamer, flying and flashing.

Su Qingsang saw that Mo Xuan was silent, and said with a mocking smile: "You seem to have a lot of secrets, girl, I have made you a life beast, and you still refuse to reveal some of them?"

"The more you know about me, the less likely I am to let you go, do you want to continue asking?" Mo Xuan's tone was gloomy and terrifying.

Su Qingsang paused, and his speech was delayed for a while.

After a long time, Fang Cai's tone was full of the charm unique to the fox clan, "Since there is a gambling contract in the bone mound, the girl is also a person who is willing to gamble and lose." Aside from your sacrifice to save me, I don't mention it, girl, I see that you are also a talent, and you are worthy of entrusting you for life......"

"If there's anything you should hear or shouldn't hear, just talk about it......"

Mo Xuan's face softened slightly, and his tone was cold, "This immortal has a mortal enmity with me!"

After listening to this, Su Qingsang was silent for a long time, and after a long while, he smiled and responded: "If there is no me, if you want to avenge this matter in your lifetime, it will be really difficult......

"But with me, plus your status as an elder, at least you can see the day of revenge. ”

"What?" Mo Xuan had a flash of inspiration, "You can beat him?"

Su Qingsang smiled slightly, "I can't beat it, that Huanglong real person is at the level of a golden immortal, and I have only just ascended for hundreds of years, and I am far from being an opponent." But the witch slave in the bone mound may be able to help......"

"If you do it now and introduce this Huanglong real person into the bone mound, what are the chances of winning?" Mo Xuan suddenly thought of the strength of the witch slaves in the bone mound to chase and kill the immortals, and couldn't help but be moved.

"If the ancestral witch body is resurrected, the chance of winning is ninety!" Su Qingsang said: "But the witch slave, I can't say it......"

At this moment, only to hear the crisp sound of "Zheng" in the air, Mo Xuan immediately looked up.

I saw that in the yellow light in the center of the nine pillars of fire, strands of light stretched out one after another, leading to the nine pillars, and opened a huge gate of light with a diameter of 100 meters!

Just when everyone thought that the immortal was about to appear, suddenly in the center of the light, there was a faint ethereal fairy music coming, and pieces of pale yellow petals fluttered down with the streamer, a fairy scene, like a dream......

In the air, those pale yellow petals quietly shattered in the air, turning into a little fluorescence and disappearing, but they exuded a rich fragrance, which smelled refreshing and comfortable to the bones.

"What a big pomp...... Su Qingsang snorted, "Taiyi's old man has never been dragged like this before him." (To be continued......)