That crystal ball was borrowed by this monk named Mo Qingtian from the forecaster, and the purpose was the same as Qiao Guang's, which was to record all the sword moves and scratches in the stone cave.

Ever since the last time he learned that there was an invincible ruin in the second level of the Peach Blossom Land Trial, he had been eyeing these things, trying his best to get the qualification for the trial, and he also lowered his identity to participate in the trial of the Qi cultivation period monk, just to wait for such a day.

Mo Qingtian came here with concealment, and along the way, in order not to be discovered by his rivals and those strong people, he had already stepped into the middle stage of Jindan a hundred years ago, but the shackles of cultivation in the past hundred years have not been loosened at all, and many juniors have gradually caught up with his cultivation, and the name of a cultivation genius is gone forever.

As an elder of the Defeated Buddha Sect in the Great Liang Territory, he would never allow this kind of thing to happen. Over the years, he has secretly mutilated the defeated Buddha rookies, and many rising stars with great potential and qualifications have been persecuted by him by some means when they are about to break through the Jindan.

Mo Qingtian was laughing maniacally at this time, if he could restore these sword techniques, it would be a great opportunity for him to break through the realm!

The crystal ball spun slower and slower in the air, and finally gradually stopped, Mo Qingtian looked at the crystal ball from a distance, and smiled greedily.

The transparent interior of the crystal ball emerges from the landscape of this stone cave, which is clearly visible and vivid.

It landed slowly, and was about to fall back into Mo Qingtian's hands.

Mo Qingtian's eyes lit up, and he smiled inhumanly.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck!

Mo was startled, and on the upside-down stone pillar above his head, he pulled out a bolt of lightning and slashed at him.

The air rattled as if it were scorched by the heat.

Mo Undefeated's eyes were cold, his right hand was raised, and the black thunder was rolling in the palm of his hand, ready to treat him in the way of others.

Suddenly, he panicked, and even the only blood-red lips on his face turned blue and purple.

Mo Qingtian no longer had the luxury of resisting, mobilized the cultivation of his whole body, and jumped away as fast as he could.

The thunderbolt shattered the crystal ball, blasting debris everywhere.

"No!" Mo Qingtian shouted, looking at the destroyed crystal ball in despair.

The purpose of this thunderbolt itself was not him, but on the crystal ball where he recorded all the images, if the target was him, he would have died long ago.

After all, he only had Qi cultivation in the Qi Cultivation Period now, and that attack was four levels higher than the Qi Training Period.

Creation of the environment.

Mo Qingtian looked flustered, but forcibly kept himself calm, he walked quickly through the stone cave, his thin body made him look like a little monkey, a little monkey with a white face.

He hurriedly summoned his corpse puppet over, the corpse puppet blocked him with his back, and Mo Qingtian hid behind the corpse puppet like a little rabbit, looking out cautiously.

Of course, there is no such uncute little rabbit, it is too much of a metaphor.

"May I ask which senior is in the cave, would you like to come out and see it? Contemptible Buddha Elder Mo Qingtian, admire the monstrous cultivation of the senior!" Mo Qingtian hid tightly, for fear that there would be a little bit of exposure on his body, he looked outside cautiously, and shouted sharply.

For a long time, Mo Qingtian's own voice was floating in the stone cave, as if he was the only one.

But Mo Qingtian didn't relax at all, he knew the importance of life better than anyone else, and he also knew better than anyone that life was worthless, because many people wanted to kill him, and he had also killed many people.

After a long time, a voice finally came, ethereal.

The voice was old, powerful, and playful.

"Collect sword moves, you are also worthy?" the voice sneered.

Mo Qingtian finally heard the real human voice, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief, he had to breathe a sigh of relief again, cheering up his spirits.

"The younger generation thinks that he has achieved something in his studies, he is proficient in swords, guns and axes, and he thinks that his ability to perceive is among the best among the monks of the same generation, and he has reached the middle stage of Jindan as early as a hundred years ago, and the younger generation is still the descendant of Mo Senior! This swordsmanship, I Mo Qingtian deserves it!" Mo Qingtian replied loudly.

Mo Qingtian seemed to hear the man snickering in the dark.

The man said, "How dare you stand up?"

Mo Qingtian clenched his fists, unmoved, beads of sweat fell down in large drops, and said in a trembling voice: "The younger generation spares his life and fate, he doesn't dare." ”

"Huh!"

This time it was not a whispered snicker, but a laugh, a sneer, a mockery.

"You don't even dare to come out, what kind of swordsmanship can you talk about! If the yang energy contained in the world's swordsmanship is ranked from one to nine, and the masculine energy of the invincible swordsmanship is the highest nine, how can a feminine person like you be delusional, and the little doll who doesn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth!"

Mo Qingtian's pupils shrank, according to his tone, could it be that there was really an old monster hiding in the Creation Realm here?

In the next moment, he threw away the corpse puppet and stood in the middle of the stone cave, holding his head high.

But the clenched fists that were trembling involuntarily still exposed his uncalm at this time.

If it was really a rare Creation Realm monk in Yuanzhou, then even if he hid behind a corpse puppet, it would be useless, people could do it with their fingers if they wanted to kill him, just like he tortured and killed a Qi cultivation stage monk in the Jindan period, he was as weak as an ant.

Mo Qingtian stubbornly stiffened his neck and said: "The younger generation has come out, I have long admired the cultivation of the Cultivation Realm of the seniors, the younger generation is just a little doll in your eyes, I hope you will forgive me for any offends, I guess you will not be worried about a mere Jindan stage monk." ”

The man sneered: "Normally, I really don't care about you, but if it really happens to me, I will kill it even during the Qi cultivation period." ”

Mo Qingtian's face showed an unhealthy red, which was caused by his fast heartbeat and the rapid operation of the aura in his body, he had to seize every opportunity, and once there was a situation, he would immediately escape.

"You want to use this sword technique to break through?"

Mo Qingtian gritted his teeth and replied truthfully: "Yes." ”

"Are you a defeated Buddha?"

"Back to the seniors, the younger generations are the elders of the Buddha. ”

"A corpse puppet?"

"Yes. ”

......

The air was quiet again.

Mo Qingtian's eyes were erratic, he didn't know where the other party was, he only felt that the entire stone cave was the voice of the other party. This must have been the most difficult experience for him in so many years, no matter what task he did before, he had already calculated what he had done, and generally speaking, there would not be too many mistakes, and even accidents rarely happened, let alone directly encountering even a few Creation Realm cultivators in the entire Continent.

The man laughed out loud again, and he couldn't guess the emotion: "Xiao Qingtian, are you so unbearable?"

"What?" Mo Qingtian was on high alert all over his body.

"I really didn't expect that my descendants of Mo would fall to such a point, narrow-minded, indiscriminately killing innocents, and having no chivalrous spirit. Even if the swordsmanship is given to you, you will only change it indiscriminately, and the good swordsmanship and mystery will be destroyed by you, and then you will create your own set of things that are not human and ghostly, and you will be complacent about it, which is really a great shame!"

Mo Qingtian was so shocked that he couldn't speak at this time, his mind was blank, and this passage seemed to be more powerful than the thunder just now.

"Old, old ancestor, is it you?!" Mo Qingtian knelt on the ground, his head banging, "The younger generation knows that the old ancestor you will not go to the immortal, how can a generation of heroes disappear into the world so simply, there is no movement at all, sure enough, let me meet you in the cave back then!"

The man sneered: "Full of nonsense, arrogant and spineless, I am extremely disappointed in you!"

Mo Qingtian raised his head suddenly, his expression was sad, like a penniless person who had suddenly found the treasure map of a huge vault, and finally was told that this vault had already sunk to the bottom of the sea and could not be found, and shouted: "Ancestor, you listen to my explanation!"

"Haha, there's nothing to explain, don't you want to learn my Mo's swordsmanship? Come on, I'll let you experience my thunder swordsmanship just now!"

Mo Qingtian was shocked: "Seniors, don't worry about a little Jindan stage monk with juniors!"

"I won't bother with the Jindan period monks, but I will have a good reason with my unproductive children and grandchildren, and teach you how to be a person!"