Mo Xian didn't say it right away, but looked around to make sure that no one noticed the fight here.

Mo Nian didn't know what Mo Xian was looking at, but Mo Xian immediately asked Mo Nian to bring the box and come to the stairs with the "pheasant".

When he arrived at the stairs, Mo Xian asked Mo Nian to put down his things and said lightly, "If you want to learn a spell in a few days, you have to learn it well, it's impossible!"

Mo Nian was a little anxious when he heard this, but Mo Xian looked at the impatient and said, "No spell is 100% perfect, especially the lower the spell, the more weaknesses!"

"Father-in-law, you said that Mo Chong's spells have shortcomings?"

Mo Xian nodded, explained the spells cultivated by these people to Mo Nian one by one, and taught him how to crack them.

Mo Nian listened to it with great pleasure, and if he didn't understand, he asked for advice with a weak heart.

In this way, after Mo Xian finished explaining, he was napping on the side, and Mo Nian himself was simulating there, and from time to time he would pick up some small stones and throw them at some trees in the distance.

The "pheasant" was lying on the stairs.

...

The next day, Mo Xian slowly woke up, but after seeing that Mo Nian was still throwing stones there, he shouted to him, "You, it's time to rest!"

"I'm not tired!"

"I haven't rested for a day and a night, how can I not be tired?" Mo Xian knew that he was just practicing qi, and after all, he still couldn't escape the worldly matter of eating and sleeping.

But Mo Nian still wanted to try, Mo Xian smiled, "You take a nap for a while, I'll help you watch!"

Mo Nian was a little embarrassed, "This, it's not good!"

"Obedient, hurry up!" Mo Xian became serious helplessly, and Mo Nian quickly sat down, and then hugged the "pheasant" and took a nap there.

Halfway through, Mo Nian woke up hungry, so he went to get some fruits, and then continued to cultivate.

Two days later, there was a sudden "boom" sound in the air.

Mo Xian looked up and saw that in the clouds and mist in the air, there were many people shuttling there, and some were stepping on huge wooden gourds, some were stepping on swords that shimmered with golden light, and some were lying on a large leaf....

Mo Xian showed a look of envy, "This is the rumored Imperial Flight!"

This kind of realm can only be achieved by people from the Immortal Sect who are at least Jindan, or even stronger than Jindan.

Mo Xian, who has been in this world for more than 60 years, thinks every day and night that he can fly with a sword, etc., but the reality hits him a little bit, but he still doesn't give up, but collects his mood and says, "The conference, it is estimated that it will start soon!"

Mo Nian lifted the box and let the "pheasant" stand at one end of the box, while Mo Nian's right hand continued to help Mo Xian up the stairs and enter the "city gate".

In the city, there was an immediate uproar, because the huge stones floating in the city at this moment actually moved.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

These boulders, like mechanisms, collide one by one, and then form a "ladder".

There are hundreds of ladders in this "ladder", and each ladder is about one step wide and two steps long.

At this moment, at the top of the stairs, a group of people gathered, and these were all from different immortal sects.

But Mo Xian stared at the back of a skinny old road with a golden whisk in one hand.

Because behind this old way, there was a young man standing, it was none other than Mo Xin, and when this Mo Xin saw Mo Xian at the moment, his face was full of indifference, and his eyes also revealed contempt.

Mo Nian was surprised, "That, isn't it Mo Xin?"

"He, it is estimated that he was taken by the people of the Immortal Sect in advance and accepted as a disciple!" Mo Xian never thought that this Mo Xin had such a good chance.

When Mo Nian heard this, he immediately comforted Mo Xian, "Father-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely get you Zhuji Dan!"

Mo Xian knew that Mo Nian was sincere, but he still reminded, "Be careful!"

After Mo Nian's grace, he looked at Mo Chong and Mo Ling, who were gearing up.

At this moment, Mo Chong and Mo Ling were jealous when they saw that Mo Xin had entered the Immortal Gate in advance, but after that Mo Ling saw that Mo Nian had already entered the Nine Realms, he was even more unhappy and said, "Mo Chong, look!"

After Mo Chong saw that Mo Nian had gone from the Sixth Realm to the Ninth Realm in a short period of time, he was angry in his heart, "This old man actually left a hand!"

"I see, he doesn't have us in his heart at all!"

This Mo Ling was originally very unhappy that Mo Xin entered the Immortal Gate in advance, but at this moment, after seeing that even a piece of garbage was forcibly brought to the Nine Realms by Mo Xian, he was even more angry.

Mo Chong thought of his hard work to reach the Nine Realms, and when he heard Mo Ling's words, he snorted even more, "It's okay, let's leave him early!"

Mo Ling felt the same way, and at this time, among the people of the Immortal Gate on the ladder, there was a big fat man who seemed to be in his thirties.

I saw that he had a fat head and big ears, and his two ears were like ears that attracted the wind, and the fat on his face trembled immediately because of his smile.

"I'll tell you the rules!" said the fat man, laughing.

The thousands of people at the bottom of the stairs immediately pricked up their ears, and the fat man pointed to the stairs in front of him and said, "Here, there are a total of 100 stairs, and each staircase can only stand one person, so where you want to stand, defeat that person!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked, and they felt that this was too cruel, after all, there were thousands of people, and this was only a hundred steps.

Mo Xian knew the cruelty of entering the Immortal Gate, so he was still mentally prepared.

But Mo Nian still stared at Mo Chong and Mo Ling, wanting to see which ladder they would choose, and then go and clean them up himself.

The person from the big fat Xianmen continued to laugh and said, "Half an hour, the people who are finally fixed there are the hundred people we want to recruit from the Xianmen!"

"A hundred?" everyone was shocked, and the big fat man nodded and said, "That's right, every time the Immortal Hope Conference, there are a hundred places!"

Everyone immediately got ready, but the big fat man looked around and said, "People over sixty years old are not allowed to participate, otherwise they will be discovered, and then the cultivation will be abolished directly!"

These words made many people who were just over 60 reluctant to retreat.

"Okay, let's get ready, in a quarter of an hour, I say start, let's start!" After the big fat man finished speaking, he chatted with other people from the Xianmen.

Mo Xian looked at those people from the Immortal Sect, but he was suspicious in his heart, "That woman, not there?"

At this moment, Mo Xian was still thinking about the illusion he encountered halfway up the mountain when he went up the mountain a few days ago, and this illusion was performed by a woman.

Mo Xian thought that she was a person from Xianmen and came to assess the people who went up the mountain, but now he didn't see her, which made Mo Xian curious.

Mo Nian prepared while handing over the box and the "pheasant" to Mo Xian.

But Mo Xian came back to his senses, but reminded him, "Don't worry, let's take a look first!"

"Why?"

"Half an hour, it's not short, if you go too early, it's easy to be caught!" Mo Xian was worried that Mo Nian would go too early and be easily studied.

Mo Nian couldn't wait, "But!"

"Don't worry, when I let you go up, you go up again!" Mo Xian knew that this was a "attrition" war, and once he was on it for too long, it was easy to be "consumed".

For Mo Nian, he didn't have much actual combat experience, but Mo Xian confessed, he could only endure the turmoil in his heart, until the big fat man smiled and said, "Let's start!"

At this time, among the thousands of people, many people immediately began to run and fight on the ladder.