Yunhai country, Mofu.

"Congratulations to Master Mo on his ninetieth birthday!"

"I wish you a long time and a smile!"

"I wish you happiness like the East China Sea, Shoubi Nanshan!"

Bursts of congratulations rang out in the house.

When the crowd of guests in the house arrived, the drums sounded in unison, and the dancers in the hall danced their slender bodies accompanied by beautiful timbre.

But Mo Xian's face was a little cold, and even bored, and he only stayed for a moment before he was unwell, let the housekeeper receive the host, and then left with the support of a young man.

When he arrived at a courtyard where no one dared to set foot in, Mo Xian sent the young man away, and he came to an underground secret room.

A dazzling array of jade, classical scriptures, and all kinds of exotic objects dressed in sandalwood.

These are things that are rarely seen outside.

"Ninety years old..."

Mo Xian sighed, trembling and walked to a corner, removed a cover, pressed an inconspicuous stone, and immediately popped out a small dark grid, from which he took out a piece of jade with green light.

More than sixty years ago, I came to this world with this piece of square jade, and the initial excitement went to the numbness in the back, and now I am completely desperate.

In this world, demons and monsters are entrenched in mountains and rivers, and there are cultivators who claim to be gods who occupy the Futian Cave, hoping for immortality.

And he is a mortal with no spiritual roots.

But he didn't accept his fate, and finally spent his whole life to rush from the mortal body to the ninth order of qi training, but this is already the limit, and if you want to make a breakthrough, you must use the pill.

But even if he accumulates the wealth of a rich country, he still can't exchange it for a Zhuji Dan that can break through the confinement of cultivation.

This also means that after more than 60 years of busy work, in the end I still can't escape the erosion of time.

But there are still a lot of things I haven't done, how can I end my life so quickly?

...

Mo Xian took a small gourd and jade bowl from a cabinet next to him after half a sound, then poured the medicinal wine in the gourd into a jade bowl, and finally carefully put the jade stone into it.

The jade sparkles in a pale yellow drink, and after a quarter of an hour the rich aroma overflows.

Don't hesitate and drink it in one gulp.

The wine entered his throat, like a fire swimming all over his body, 'crackling', and the pain made him grit his teeth.

Half an hour later, sweat soaked his clothes and the ground was drenched.

"Whew~

Mo Xian straightened his body, instantly felt like a new life, and when he waved his arms, there was a strong force, and the whole person seemed to be dozens of years younger.

But he knew that this was just an illusion, and the effect of this jade soaking wine could only last for more than half a year, and then it would gradually dissipate.

Suddenly, his legs slammed, and Mo Xian's face turned blue instantly.

"How is it possible, why does the effect of maintaining half a year start to dissipate now? Is it because I am old and the effect of the medicine cannot be locked?"

He clearly felt that a trace of strong vitality was flowing out of his body, and he was afraid that it would not take half a year or a month to dissipate.

"No! I can't wait any longer! Even if I'm not ready, I can only give it a go!"

...

In the lobby, Mo Xian sat on the Taishi chair, closing his eyes and recuperating.

A moment later, seven or eight handsome men and women walked in and bowed in unison, "Meet my father." ”

Mo Xian opened his eyes, looked around slowly, and then said, "It's been more than 20 years since you entered my Mo family!"

Those righteous sons and daughters said in unison, "Yes!"

"The Immortal Hope Conference once every fifty years, do you know?" Mo Xian glanced at these people, wanting to see their reactions.

These people had obviously heard of it, but when they thought of the terrifying Wangxian Conference, they all looked strange.

"Mo Chong, you are the first ninth-order Qi cultivator, and you are only in your thirties this year, once you enter the Wangxian Conference, it is very likely that you will be selected by the people of the Immortal Sect!" Mo Xian looked at a man with better talent and said.

Mo Chong thought that his talent was indeed good, but he was a little worried, "But it is rumored that there are a lot of demon beasts around Wangxian Mountain, if you want to get there, I'm afraid, it's difficult!"

After speaking, Mo Chong peeked at Mo Xian with two eyes, wanting to see his reaction, and Mo Xian looked at several of them, "A few of you have also practiced the eighth order of qi, tell me your opinion!"

These people said that it was very dangerous one by one, not to mention going to the Wangxian Conference, it was estimated that it would be difficult to go to Wangxian Mountain.

"As long as any of you want to participate, even if I try my best, I will help you go up the mountain!" Mo Xian's eyes showed a resolute look.

Everyone knew that Mo Xian was very mysterious, so when they heard this, everyone immediately rejoiced, and that Mo Chong took the lead, "I'm going to Mo Chong!"

"Who else?" Mo Xian swept, and those people signed up one after another, "Mo Xin!"

"Maude!"

"Mo Feng!"

"Mo Ling!"

"Mo Tian!"

After the six people reported one after another, a young man hesitated, and he was the young man who served Mo Xian before, and he was also the youngest righteous son, Mo Nian, but he was only in his early twenties.

"Mo Nian, whatever you think, you can say it!" Mo Xian looked at him, and he was also the weakest in cultivation, but he was only practicing the Six Realms of Qi.

The others smiled strangely one by one, and Mo Nian looked at Mo Xian and said worriedly, "Father-in-law, Wangxian Mountain is so dangerous, and I am the weakest, if I go too, it will add a burden to you!"

Those people also agreed with Mo Nian's opinion and didn't let Mo Nian go, and Mo Xian knew that Mo Nian was a good seedling, and if he put it here, it would be a waste.

Therefore, Mo Xian said slowly, "Once in fifty years, if you don't go this time, you have to wait for the next time, and when the time comes, if you want to go, you can't go!"

Mo Nian didn't want to burden Mo Xian, so he shook his head, "I, still won't go!"

Mo Xian didn't want to force him, so he had to look at the six people, "Then you all decided to go?"

"Yes!" the six of them said in unison, and Mo Xian stared at them for a long time before saying, "This time, there are many dangers, and when the time comes, maybe I and you will be weakened there!"

The six of them looked complicated, but after thinking about it, if they missed this opportunity, there would be no more, so they all said that they would do their best.

But Mo Xian became solemn, "I am ninety years old, and even if I reach the top of the mountain, I will not be able to participate in the Wangxian Conference, so if any of you enter the Immortal Gate at that time, remember to help my father ask for a Zhuji Dan!"

Tsukidan, everyone knows that this is Mo Xian's lifeline, so they looked at each other and said in unison, "Yes!"

"Then the six of you, go and prepare first, and wait for me in ten days at the Wangshan Villa under Wangxian Mountain!"

When the six of them heard this, they immediately left happily, but Mo Nian asked with concern, "Father-in-law, is it really dangerous?"

Mo Xian looked at the little bit of vitality passing in his body, and his face became dull, "Nine deaths!"

Mo Nian sighed, and then fell silent.

"Help me to the studio!" Mo Xian seemed to think of something.