There is no sun and moon in the mountains, and time flies after Mo Zhuoyu is immersed in cultivation.

More than half a year passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Zhuoyu finally adjusted his state and began to impact the late stage of Jindan.

Decades of battlefield experience are not in vain, Mo Zhuoyu's cultivation has already reached the peak of the middle stage of Jindan, and now being promoted to the late stage of Jindan is just a matter of course.

The spirit stones on the spirit gathering array were rapidly consumed, and the exercises in Mo Zhuoyu's body were extremely fast and far away, and there were more and more spiritual energy in the dantian.

I don't know how long it has been, Mo Zhuoyu suddenly felt that the diaphragm that had been blocking him had long since disappeared, and the original Jin Dan was even larger than before.

Feeling the changes in his body, Mo Zhuoyu's heart was still as calm as water. She didn't stop, and continued to practice far away, stabilizing the cultivation she had just promoted.

The spirit stones on the Spirit Gathering Array were changed batch after batch, and Mo Zhuoyu finally stopped the retreat before the one-year period.

Walking out of the shack, the valley outside the house has been going on for nearly a year, but it still feels like yesterday.

Time was pressing, Mo Zhuoyu didn't stop long, withdrew the formation in an instant, and flew away.

Hurried all the way, Mo Zhuoyu finally rushed to Yancheng on the day of the city lord's election.

When she came to the Lord's Mansion, the guard guarding the door saw Mo Zhuoyu's token and immediately welcomed her in.

The council hall of the Lord's Mansion was already full of people who participated in the election.

As soon as Mo Zhuoyu stepped in, the eyes of everyone in the hall turned around.

Mo Zhuoyu is not a completely unknown person in Yanzhou, whether it is the trip to the battlefield of good and evil more than a hundred years ago, or her performance on the front line in recent decades, everyone who cares can see it. For her formation skills, there are almost no Jindan monks, and she dares to say that she can match them.

Now the monk who had known her for a long time had seen her for only a year, and he had already been promoted to the late stage of Jindan, and he silently raised her threat level in his heart.

However, most of the people present were late-stage Jindan cultivators, and everyone was a person who had been cultivating for a long time, no matter how vigilant they were in their hearts, they still greeted Mo Zhuoyu with a smile on their faces.

After Mo Zhuoyu returned the salute one by one, he stood on the side.

Her eyes roamed around the hall, but she still didn't see Qin Guanyou's figure, so she could only helplessly send a message to the other party.

Not long after, Li Xiao walked in from outside the hall.

After everyone saw Li Xiao sitting on the main seat, they bowed down one after another.

Li Xiao's gaze swept over everyone in the hall, and his gaze paused slightly when he saw Mo Zhuoyu.

He waved his hand and told everyone to get up before he spoke.

"Now that the situation is urgent, the importance of the position of the lord of Yuecheng must be well known to you. All of you who have come to participate in the election today are the best among the monks of my Yanzhou, and I hope that no matter who is elected in the future, they will be able to fulfill their duties as the lord of Yuecheng City and protect the water and soil. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately agreed in unison.

Seeing this, Li Xiao nodded with satisfaction before announcing the rules for the city lord's election.

The lord of a city is no better than the other. If it was on the Lingyun Continent where Mo Zhuoyu was born, this would be equivalent to the head of a low-grade sect. Therefore, the election for the position of city lord is not a simple competition for strength.

For the election of the position of the city lord of Yuecheng this time, the lord's mansion specially selected a few extremely special things in the territory of Yanzhou.

All the monks who are participating in the election need to choose the task they want to take, and whoever can complete the task quickly and best will be the winner of the election for the position of city lord.

However, during the execution of the mission, the Lord's Mansion will also take photos of the whole city, and all the decisions and behaviors of the candidates will be recorded one by one, which will also be used as one of the bases for the final selection of the Lord's Palace.

After Li Xiao finished saying the rules, he instructed the waiters to distribute several tasks to everyone one by one.

After everyone in the hall took the jade slip in the waiter's hand, they immediately checked it.

Mo Zhuoyu's divine sense swept over, and after a while, he finished reading the content in the jade slip.

After reading it, she praised the curiosity of the lord's mansion in her heart, but on the other hand, she fell into the dilemma of choice.

There are a total of five tasks selected by the Lord's Mansion this time, but each of these tasks is more tricky than the other, and each is more headache-inducing than the other.

Mo Zhuoyu turned his head to look at the others, and saw that everyone couldn't make a choice for a while, so his heart slowly calmed down.

Mo Zhuoyu calmed down his emotions before calming down and thinking back to each task in the jade slip again.

The first task given by the Lord's Mansion was to deal with a matter concerning mortals.

Under the Pingcheng of Yanzhou, there was a small town where all the mortals disappeared overnight. What's even more bizarre is that before this, a mortal had already reported the matter to the monks in the town.

But because the incident was so ridiculous, the monks of the town did not take it to heart when they heard about it. Just if this is the nonsense of ignorant mortals.

When the incident really happened, the monks in the town became anxious and immediately went to the Pingcheng City Lord's Mansion.

However, the City Lord's Mansion sent several waves of monks, but they still failed to find the cause of the incident, let alone the trace of the mortals who disappeared.

The first time Mo Zhuoyu saw this, he suspected that this matter was an evil cultivator.

But not to mention that Pingcheng is far away in the southwest corner of Yanzhou, and it is almost the farthest place in the state from the evil cultivators, and the evil cultivators don't need to go so far away if they want to find mortals, even if they are really done by the evil cultivators, it is impossible not to leave a trace of it!

Mo Zhuoyu thought for a while, but still had no clue in his heart, so he could only shake his head and look at the next task.

The second task is even more incredible.

A mountain peak between Lake City and Xiucheng lost its vitality overnight. And all the monks who went to check on it were all lost their spiritual power and their cultivation was completely destroyed the moment they stepped on that mountain.

No one was spared!

The moment Mo Zhuoyu saw these words, his heart jumped fiercely.

This is not the same as the soulless land that Mo Zhuoyu once went to.

The place without spirits is only when the monk is in it, and after leaving, his cultivation will not be affected.

However, the monks who have been to this mountain peak cannot resume their cultivation after leaving, and almost all their cultivation is destroyed here, and they have completely become a mortal.

Mo Zhuoyu was shocked and continued to look towards the third task.

The third task is very little information.

There was only a simple sentence, and outside Yuecheng, a crack in the sky suddenly appeared.

This should have only happened in the last year, because Mo Zhuoyu had been in the frontline battlefield near Yuecheng before, but he had never heard of it.

She guessed in her heart that this was very likely related to the spatial rift that caused Zeng Ran to fall in the first place.

But there is so little information that she is difficult to determine. You can only move on to the next task.