Red light flashed from Mo Xie's eyebrows, and a fire-shaped peak was reflected on the center of his eyebrows. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The Holy Ancestors stared at the peak shadow, gradually recovering from their astonishment. It turned out to be a false alarm.

Fairy Xiao looked at the red light in Mo Xie's eyebrows, and frowned slightly. "Ethereal Peak"?

"Elder Xiao, down there is the peak master of the Ethereal Peak." The shadow of Mo Xie's eyebrows faded away, but it shocked the elders.

"Mo Evil, Ethereal Peak Lord"?

Countless rumors flashed in front of the eyes of the elders, no wonder, this little saint priest has not been stable since he came to the Holy Realm, it turns out that he has such a relationship.

"Elder Xiao, I just want to ask for one thing, Elder Miao is the Elder of the Holy Sword Mountain."

Mo Xie's voice fell, Xiao Xianzi and the other saints were stunned, they couldn't believe that what Mo Xie said was true, this request was too crazy! Nine Mountains, Twenty Caves, and Forty-Seven Families, even the three major families of Yi, Huang, and Emperor did not dare to make such a request.

Fairy Xiao's face showed a difficult look. "This patriarch can accept Mo Shengyou as an elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, but if the requirements are excessive, I am afraid that the patriarchate will not be able to decide."

"Hahaha! The Holy Soldier is not important to the Holy Sword Mountain, what matters is where the "Divine Creation" is." Mo Xie laughed lightly a few times, and said casually.

Fairy Xiao and the other Holy Ancestors' faces changed, their faces were spasmodic and pale from the four words, and their hearts stopped beating.

Mo Xie's words hit the nail on the head, hitting the vital point of the Holy Sword Mountain Holy Ancestors. If you want to cast a holy soldier, you must take "Divine Creation", and if you want to use a holy soldier, you must take "Divine Creation". Although there are many holy soldiers in the Holy Sword Mountain, there are very few who can really use the holy soldiers, and even Fairy Xiao can't activate the secret skills of the divine weapons, just because he can't cultivate the four magic tricks in the "Divine Creation": "Enlightenment Technique", "Enlightenment Technique", "Enlightenment Wisdom Technique", and "Concentration Technique".

It is said that only the sage who has learned the four tricks can truly activate the divine power of the holy soldier, open the world with a sword, and turn everything into ashes. Now "Divine Creation" has been stolen, and there is no trace of it now. The Holy Ancestor of the Holy Sword Mountain was exhausted, and the search in the four domains could not be found.

"Elder Mo really knows where the Divine Creations are." Fairy Xiao's excited voice trembled.

Mo Ye nodded, smiling confidently. "As long as the Holy Sword Mountain helps the Ethereal Peak to rebuild, and meets the requirements below, the Ethereal Peak inheritance is opened, and it will be able to enter the puppet realm, and the "Divine Creation" will be obtained."

Fairy Xiao pondered for a while, raised her hand and popped out the crystal light.

After a few breaths, five auras appeared in the five domains in the main hall, and the five holy shadows in the ring floated, and the coercion instantly filled the airspace, and all the saints in the hall hurriedly got up and saluted. "See Sword Ancestor".

An aura slowly moved closer, and the shadow became clear. A deep, muffled voice came. "What Elder Mo mentioned is not difficult, as long as you retrieve the Divine Creation, and the Holy Sword Mountain recasts the Holy Soldier, you can guard the ethereal."

Mo Xie was stunned, although he didn't know who the Five Saints were, he could have such a big breath. He must be the true helmsman of the Holy Sword Mountain.

The five holy shadows followed as illusory shadows, and Mo Xie could sense the pressure of his divine consciousness to make his heart flustered, and his two trembles slightly, with a kind of coercion that he had to give in.

"Okay! The Sword Ancestor will issue an edict, and Elder Ben will ensure that the "Divine Creation" returns to the Holy Sword Mountain." Mo Ye immediately made a heavy oath, in fact, this matter is not difficult, "Divine Creation" is in the holy bag, but there are still many secret skills that have not been comprehended, and they are not willing to hand them over. Take a handful, and add some chips is still necessary.

"Well, this matter is all handled by Elder Mo." Yin Shi Phantom nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Ye stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal disc held up by the Holy Maiden. The pink light was released, and the token shot out a pink golden light, and a huge crystal screen lit up in the corner of the main hall.

Mo Ye's name flashed with golden light on the crystal screen.

I saw the crystal screen flashing with golden words "Presbytery". Host: Bo Xinzi .......

There are a total of 39 saints among the elders, and the name "Mo Ye" is listed in the 39th place. The back mark is ethereal peak.

"After Xuan Mingzi, Xiao Xianzi, and Bo Xinzi, there will be thirty-nine seats in the 'Council of Elders', and one seat will be 'Ethereal Peak'." Yin Shi Phantom commanded slowly.

The void flashed, and there was an additional saint in the main hall, who saluted at the same time as Fairy Xiao and Bo Xinzi. "Honor the Sword Ancestor Order".

Only then did Mo Ye discover that there were still seven elders on the crystal screen marked with different peak names, cave names, and family names.

I see, no wonder some holy places are so strong, and they have a deep relationship with the Holy Sword Mountain.

"Elder Mo still has a matter to discuss, I wanted to do a coronation ceremony for the elder and tell the world that even if there is such a relationship, it is better not to publicize it." Yin Shi Phantom looked at Mo Ye with a smile.

Mo Ye didn't like Zhang Yang in the first place, and he was happy to hear this. "What the Sword Ancestor said is extremely true, Mo Evil Venerable."

The five light gates disappeared in a flash, and the original calm in the main hall was restored.

Fairy Xiao looked at Xuan Mingzi. "Great Elder, you are in charge."

Xuan Mingzi blew his beard and waved his hand. "In your house, you have the final say".

Fairy Xiao's deep lines on her face faded in the laughter, revealing a charming and gorgeous appearance. "Come, give Elder Mo a Holy Peak."

A holy woman flew over and knelt in front of Mo Xie, with a mini hill standing on the crystal disk in her hand.

"Bo Xinzi took Elder Mo back to the Council of Elders." After speaking, Fairy Xiao stared at Mo Ye with a smile.

"It's the patriarch". Bo Xinzi and other elders came together. The pink light flashed, and Mo Xie and the other Holy Ancestors were already standing among the mountains.

The Bodhisattva swallow walks close to Mo Evil. "Congratulations to Elder Mo on joining the Council of Elders"!

Mo Xie smiled faintly. "Elder Xie Bo".

"Great Elder, I'll take Elder Mo to choose the peak site." Bo Yanzi pursed his lips, although he looked at Mo Ye's indifferent appearance, he was a little angry in his heart, and he still looked at Bo Xinzi with a smile.

"Okay, then there is Senior Sister Lao."

Bo Xinzi nodded to Mo Ye. "Elder Mo, when the Council of Elders is another day, I will introduce you to the elders, and if there are important matters in the future, I will not accompany you."

Mo Xie bowed slightly. "Great Elder Xie"!

Several elders said goodbye to Mo Xie one by one, and followed Bo Xinzi away.

"I accompanied Senior Aunt and Elder Mo." Meng Kongzi smiled and approached Mo Xie.

Mo Xie thanked him, and the three Holy Ancestors swept south.

Half an hour, the three saints came to a mountain peak with peaks in the sky, and a rumbling sound came into their ears, which made people's hearts stir. A huge white dragon descended from the sky. The water vapor blows in the face, making people feel refreshed.

"Elder Mo's peak is 'Longyin Peak', the scenery can be first-class among the surrounding thousand peaks, and the aura is very full"?

"Yes. For me, it's just a mountain." Mo Xie replied with a smile.

"Hehehe, that's not a matter of a mountain, you are an elder of the Holy Sword Mountain, you can't be compared with ordinary elders, do you know that there are no less than ten thousand saints in the incarnation realm of the Holy Sword Mountain, how easy it is to enter the elder talks." Bo Yanzi glanced at Mo Ye with disdain.

Mo Ye's heart beat wildly a few times. "Halloween, blow that!"

Bo Yanzi also ignored Mo Xie, and his divine consciousness was in the mountains of a hundred miles.

Yumeko nodded. "Elder Bo is right, the Holy Sword Mountain is more than that."

Mo Xie will be suspicious, even if the Holy Sword Mountain is not as deep as the Bodhisattva Swallow said, it must be a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden.

"Let's do it here!" Mo Xie smiled and took out Jingfeng, twisted his eyebrows lightly, and pressed the pink light between his fingertips on Jingfeng.

"Go". The shadow of the peak flashed, and the black-shaped giant peak fell in the sky, and the sky was slightly dark, and then it became clear again.

The giant peak fell into the billowing mist, and instantly coincided with the peak.

The mountain peaks appear in a circular halo, enveloping the entire mountain area. In a few breaths, the ring light is dissipated, the waterfall is clear, the cliff is misty, and the sun shines together. In the green and verdant bamboo forest, a temple shadow flashed.

"Elder Mo is three thousand miles southeast of here, there is a holy slave hall, where can you go tomorrow to choose some holy slaves to call, and when he receives disciples one day, it will be good." The Bodhisattva Swallow glanced at the mountain peak after the ban and smiled.

"Thank you, two holy friends, please talk about it in the mine."

"No, I have something to do with my dream master and nephew, so I'll visit you another day." The ribbon flashed at the feet of the Bodhisattva Swallow, and the two afterimages remained in the airspace.

Mo Ye stared at the distant holy shadow. "The girl comes out to breathe and look at our new home."

The scent of jasmine fills the airspace. "Oh! I just called people out, and they were almost suffocated."

Chengying escaped out of the airspace and stuck to Mo Xie's arms like a sticky worm.

"Isn't this just time to go, let's go into the house and have a look." Mo Ye escaped into the mountains with Chengying's slender waist posture.

Thousands of miles away, the Bodhisattva Swallow and the Dream Sky stood among the floating clouds.

"Senior Aunt, Elder Mo can activate the 'Remnant Sword Formation' without the help of you and me, if it comes to the day of the Great Elder's election, I am afraid that there will be no saint to be defeated." Meng Kongzi said with a dark face.

The Bodhisattva Swallow retracted his senses. "What are you worried about, without the position of 'son', you can't compete for the position of great elder."

"It's best that the elders will arrange affairs earlier and let him leave the Holy Sword Mountain, if he stays in the mountain, once he has refined the empty army, he will be the position of the Great Elder."

Mengkongzi was worried, as if a catastrophe was coming, but he didn't know that Boyanzi was more anxious than him, but he didn't show it.

"Let's go, go to the Great Elder."

The pink light flashed, and the Bodhisattva swallow went away with a sullen dream.

Mo Ye took Chengying's hand, chatting and laughing on the stone road by the stream, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the distance.

"What's the matter, it's being calculated by others now?" Chengying grinned and nodded Mo Ye's head.

"These sages, just for a little power and small profit, the great elder, is the great elder, Mo Mou can't see it, not for the peace of the holy realm, for the inheritance of the ethereal peak, this young master takes the girl to travel all over the world, what kind of freedom is that." Mo Ye reached out and grabbed Chengying's white finger, gently put it to his lips and bit it, raising his thick eyebrows with a smug face.

"you, look at what color you are". Chengying's heart blossomed, and he lightly knocked Mo Ye, pulled out his hand, and ran along the stream.

Hahaha! Mo Xie's laughter echoed in the mountains, trotting towards Chengying.

A stream of water arrows flew towards Mo Ye, gradually turning into water.

"Stinky girl, a thousand years old, still playing in the water, see how I clean you up." Mo Ye smiled and ran across the stream to grab Chengying's clothes.

"Oh no, the Holy Ancestor has bullied a weak woman." The afterimage flashed, leaving behind a thick wisp of jasmine.

Mo Xie grabbed the long yarn, gently placed it in front of his nose, squinted his soul-hooking eyes, took a deep breath, and the gauze flew into his hand.

In the faint mist of the distant region, there was a beautiful shadow, snow-white, which pierced Mo Ye's eyes even smaller.