Ji Nuan looked up at the enchantment, and then slashed a sword at the enchantment wall, the enchantment immediately bounced out, and then returned to its original state, she put away the sword and looked directly at Mo Feng, and scolded angrily: "Despicable villain."

"Haha... What about being mean, as long as you can get what you want, what if you do whatever you want?" Mo Feng was not angry, but was very proud.

Ji Nuan realized that he could hear his own voice, which meant that the enchantment that closed her was different from others, and it did not have the effect of sound insulation.

"You've done so much, do you really think you can ascend? It's just rumors, if you really can, you have more than a hundred monks in Mofu, why do you bother to mobilize people to arrest other monks everywhere?"

Ji Nuan calmed down at this time, and she simply sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting for Mo Feng's answer.

"You are a smart person, that's right, I have a lot of disciples in Mofu, how can there be a shortage of hundreds of people. You only know that you can ascend by refining medicine with the hearts of a hundred monks, but you don't know that those monks need to have different surnames, different births, and different cultivation actions in order to succeed."

Mo Feng was telling the method of ascension he knew in a serious manner, obviously he had already done a lot of homework, and it was not just as simple as framing Mo Yun and getting the position of sect master.

Ji Nuan was surprised when she heard this, but she pretended to be calm and asked, "Yes, how did you know, has anyone used this method?"

Mo Feng suddenly roared angrily: "Stupid, how can a hundred monks with different cultivation levels be so easy to get together, I have only captured dozens of them after half a year's effort, if you want to succeed, you must choose one person from each of the hundred sects." And you, who happen to be from Duxi River, are the most difficult disciples of Duxi among the hundred sects, but you took the initiative to send them to the door, which saved me a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Mo Feng immediately laughed again, success has always been reserved for those who are prepared, ten years ago, he and Mo Yun were the best brothers, and the day Zhu Yuanzhi chose Mo Yun was Mo Yun's 13th birthday.

At that time, Mofu was prosperous, and many guests came to the banquet, and Mo Xuan, the old sect master, learned that Zhu Yuanzhi had traveled to Qinzhou, and specially invited him to come to Mofu for a gathering.

At that time, Zhu Yuanzhi saw that Cheng Jin had accepted two inner room disciples, Zijian and Song Wangchen, and he had a strong nature, so he also wanted to accept an inner room disciple with extraordinary talent, so he traveled around. And these, the rivers and lakes have already spread, and many people in the hundred doors personally sent their sons, but he didn't pick any of them.

Mo Xuan's move was also in the hope that he could pick Mo Yun or other princes of the Mo Mansion.

On that day, the three brothers Mo Feng, Mo Yun, and Mo An happened to compete in the inner courtyard, and when Mo Xuan came over with Zhu Yuanzhi, it happened to be a competition between Mo Feng and Mo Yun, and of course, Mo Feng won in the end.

Zhu Yuanzhi showed a pleased smile, looked at Mo Yun and asked, "What's your name, do you want to be my apprentice?"

"My name is Mo Yun, why should I be your apprentice?" Mo Yun didn't know who it was, so he raised his little face and looked at Zhu Yuanzhi innocently.

Mo Xuan was very excited when he heard this, and immediately nodded respectfully to Zhu Yuanzhi and smiled: "This is a dog, the child speaks openly, don't blame the immortal master."

Then he shouted at Mo Yun: "Yun'er, this is Duxi Zhizhu Venerable, it is your blessing that the immortal master can take a fancy to you, so don't hurry up and come to apprentice."

Mo Yun knelt down in front of Zhu Yuanzhi as if he didn't understand, kowtowed and called "Master".

Zhu Yuanzhi had a stronger smile on his face, and after personally helping him up, he said, "Mo Yun, you can go back to Zhufeng with me to practice in the future!"

He saw the competition between Mo Yun and Mo Feng just now, and he could see at a glance that Mo Yun's talent was extraordinary, and what was even more rare was his sincerity, Mo Yun had been deliberately letting Mo Feng, but Mo Feng was pressing step by step.

"Why, why didn't the immortal master choose me, obviously I won the competition just now"?

Mo Feng is young and vigorous, he has always been a sword competition with Mo Yun and Mo Yun, he has completely defeated Mo Yun, but he didn't expect Zhu Yuanzhi to pick Mo Yun, how could he not be angry.

What he didn't know was that Mo Yun knew that he had a strong nature, and every time he tried Mo Yun, he deliberately let him, but Mo Feng always felt that he had cultivated profoundly.

"You're not bad, let's practice hard!" Zhu Yuanzhi took the lead in leaving.

Mo Xuan shook his head at Mo Feng and left.

Mo Feng clenched his fists and secretly swore that one day, he would be stronger than any of them, and he would never have to look at other people's faces again.

"Cousin, why don't I go and talk to my master and ask him to accept you as an apprentice, and how about I not go?" Mo Yun saw that Mo Feng's face was not good, and hurriedly took his hand to comfort him.

Mo Feng pushed him to the ground and said fiercely: "I don't need your charity", and then ran away with tears.

After that, Mo Yun went to Dusk Creek, and Mo Xuan took Mo Feng with him to teach him carefully, thinking that he was the leader of the Mo Mansion. But who knows, five years later, Mo Yun came back again, still with shame. But despite this, Mo Xuan still did not hesitate to pass on the position of sect master to him, after all, it was a difference between relatives and relatives.

Ji Nuan listened to the past he said, shook his head and sighed: "Because of this, you are jealous of Mo Yun, and you will not hesitate to arrest so many monks to frame him, but they are obviously innocent, and there are children among them."

Among the dozens of monks, there was also a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, Mo Feng didn't even let go of the child, you can imagine how ruthless he was.

"Haha... Do you know that these dozens of people are sinners, and they killed their own comrades just to make a living."

Some of the monks captured by Mo Feng were people of the same clan and surname, so he figured out that they would kill each other, and whoever could win would survive.

In order to survive, they really killed each other, these people are all left after killing their fellow disciples, maybe because they have been locked up for too long, they will only desperately call for help at this time, and they have forgotten how to resist.

"How can you be so cruel, how many more do you have to hurt before you are willing?" Ji Nuan's eyes were full of anger, unbearability, and pity.

Mo Feng suddenly slapped Ji Nuan is palm, and the palm wind actually penetrated the enchantment and hit Ji Nuan's chest hard, and she immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"How about it, it doesn't taste good to be beaten, right? You should be glad that I only captured one of your Twilight Brook disciples, otherwise you should be fighting with your fellow disciples for your life now!"

Ji Nuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his hand, slowly stood up, and faced Mo Feng's evil and distorted face, revealing a warm smile.

"I won't, neither will the people of Twilight, we'll just fight to the death with you with our last breath."

"Haha... Twilight, what I hate most in my life is you so-called righteous people, who are full of benevolence and morality on weekdays, but who hasn't done one or two unsightly things behind the scenes."

Ji Nuan didn't know how to answer for a while, when Mo Yun died, everyone in Duxi was indifferent, and she saw Zhu Changqin's cruelty, but who would think that he had done something wrong? The people would only talk about it because he got rid of the demons, and who would care how many Duxi disciples died in that vicious battle.

"Why, don't you have anything to say? You think if you don't kill someone, someone else will let you go. For thousands of years, a hundred doors have been punished by demons, and you think they are really for the so-called justice, but they are all to satisfy their vanity."

"Even so, their life and death should not be controlled by you, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people."

"Haha... Fairness, ridiculous, how can there be any justice in this world, the winner is king, the loser is the villain, the world only talks about the result, who cares about the process. When I ascend, the world will only admire and worship, and who will care how I ascend." Mo Feng's eyes were full of yearning, he had waited too long for this day.

"Crazy, it's so justifiable to kill someone." Ji Nuan shook his head helplessly, and suddenly remembered that Song Wangchen had said that the matter of the living puppet was related to the Western Regions. He also asked, "Who is Jiaqing, and why did he use the magic of the Western Regions?"

Mo Feng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again: "Haha... You're really special, and you want to know about other people's things when you're dying. Anyway, no one will come to save you, so I might as well let you die."

It turned out that Jiaqing was really just a scholar before, and he studied hard for more than ten years, in order to serve the country one day and do his best. But officialdom is so easy to mix, he is a poor scholar with no money and no power, and he didn't even get a tanhua in two exams. Later, he learned that every time the invigilator was bribed by those rich boys, his answer sheet was stolen by others.

Knowing the truth, he was furious, and he began to sue the yamen, but the officials protected him, and he was finally convicted of insulting the court officials and sent to the border to do hard labor.

Annoyed, resentful, but with no way to help, on the way to the border, he escaped from the pursuit of the officers and soldiers and absconded all the way to the Western Regions. In the end, he was rescued by the wizard Bai Moqi, and he began to learn witchcraft in the Western Regions, just so that one day he could return to the Eastern Jin Dynasty and be ashamed.

It was at that time that Black Flame discovered his identity, and on the grounds that Bai Moqi colluded with the Eastern Jin Dynasty and secretly hid the Eastern Jin Dynasty traitor, he pulled Bai Moqi down from the position of the patriarch of the Wu Clan.

After that, Jiaqing fled the Western Regions again, returned to the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and began to manipulate live puppets with Guxun, vowing to eradicate those corrupt officials and corrupt officials. But after all, he was still outnumbered, and he was hunted down by the imperial court again, and this time it was Mo Feng who saved him.

Mo Feng took a fancy to his witchcraft, so he kept him by his side and treated him politely, and became a brother with him, and since then Jiaqing has become Mo Feng's confidant.

Later, Jiaqing used witchcraft to manipulate those monks, so that they took the initiative to come to Mofu, and finally threw those monks who died in battle in the cave outside the city.

But there is no impermeable wall in the world, and there are many monks missing, so naturally some people will notice it. Seeing that the disciples of Duxi would soon come to Qinzhou for training, Jiaqing, who was afraid that the matter would be exposed, thought of using Mo Yun to prevent disasters, such a good idea of killing two birds with one stone Mo Feng naturally had no opinion, and immediately readily agreed.

After the Duxi disciples arrived in Qinzhou, they began to patrol day and night, and they had been staying together, and Mo Feng had never found the right time to start, so he could only observe in secret. Until Chinese New Year's Eve, Tang Yanyan actually went to He Huanqiao alone, and Jiaqing took this opportunity to kidnap him, and there was the scene in the cave before.

Ji Nuan finally understood what happened, and secretly rejoiced that this matter had nothing to do with Kano, if the royal family was implicated again, I don't know what kind of turmoil it would cause. It's just that she still can't figure out who wrote the letter to Tang Yanyan and deliberately pushed him into danger.