The old man's voice swirled in the hall, his tone was very firm, and there was a hint of coldness that could not be concealed.

As soon as the words fell, the old man squinted his eyes slightly again, looked at Mo Ming who was far away from him, and kept whispering on the other side, and bursts of inaudible whispers were revealed from them, and then quickly spread into the distance.

In the distance, next to the stone steps, Mo Ming sat cross-legged under the purple spirit fruit tree, his face was not only not as pale as it was at the beginning, but showed a ruddy appearance, after nearly a month, the purple spirit fruit on the tree had been picked and devoured by him, and the injury was as he guessed at the beginning, and he had recovered more than eighty percent.

The cracked five organs in the body have been completely recovered, and the broken ribs have also been connected, and the remaining two percent of the injuries are mostly the fundamental vitality of the body, which cannot be recovered by medicine in a period of time, and it takes time to precipitate and accumulate itself.

However, even so, with Mo Ming's current state, he also has a certain ability to protect himself, and it is unceremonious to say that if a monk in the late stage of foundation building comes at this time, he has ninety percent certainty of killing him, and if it is a monk of the Great Perfection realm of foundation building, he has eighty percent certainty that he can ensure that he is invincible!

This is already a great kind of self-confidence, and even for ordinary monks, it is more appropriate to replace it with conceit.

After all, few monks could be sure that they would be invincible among monks at the same stage, especially if they were already seriously injured.

But Mo Ming is different, most of the people he has come into contact with since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm are all kinds of leaders, whether it is the small world of the Rakshasa Sect back then, or the Bai Xiu Ji Mingyue and others who met by chance in the northern country, or the Luo Jian Sect's Dao Conference, the people he has fought are not ordinary cultivators, they are all Tianjiao of this generation, and their strength is far beyond the ordinary.

These experiences were short-lived, but they invisibly broadened his horizons and gave him a tenacity that ordinary monks did not have.

Moreover, the physical cultivation plus spiritual cultivation is much stronger than the average monk who simply walks the same path, and in his current state, the combination of physical body and spiritual power is not weaker than any fellow monk at all.

What's more, he still has a demon knife on his body, and the recovery of his injuries and the sufficiency of qi and blood also make Mo Ming have no care about the demon knife at the beginning.

After the last big week was finished, Mo Ming opened his closed eyes, first felt his own state, and unconsciously showed a smile.

But then, his brows furrowed, revealing an unconcealed vigilance.

But I heard a low murmur from afar, as if someone was whispering, or whispering, the voice was not inaudible but there was a kind of magic, tempting people to want to follow the sound in that direction.

Mo Ming immediately shook his head fiercely, these voices had not stopped since they appeared before, and he still didn't feel much when he devoured the Purple Spirit Fruit to recover his injuries, but at this moment, as his consciousness shifted from the injuries in his body, the sensations were clear and abnormal, making it difficult not to pay attention to them.

Mo Ming listened carefully, and did not start to make any moves, constantly analyzing the words that could be heard.

However, after half an hour in a row, Mo Ming finally didn't feel anything except the word "come soon".

"In ancient times, I heard that there were people who entered a place, and suddenly felt something, such as the spirit calling, and suddenly had doubts, and finally explored it after a few hesitations!

Mo Ming couldn't help muttering, his eyes turned to the direction where the voice came from again, but his brows furrowed slightly.

"The voice I'm hearing now is so similar to that rumor that it's clearly a call to me, like there's something ahead waiting for me to fetch it!"

"However, when I first came here, it is almost impossible to say that this place has my own chance!"

Mo Ming's brows furrowed more and more, and after thinking about it, he finally walked forward along the bluestone stairs.

After all, although his injuries have recovered a bit, it is unlikely that he wants to leave this place, and the choice given to him is still to go deeper and find a way to get out of this place.

And since the murmurs of those summons are also on the way forward, then for Mo Ming, he simply went to take a look, if he can really get any benefits, it can be regarded as his creation.

Of course, because he had doubts in his heart, Mo Ming did not show any excitement, and his heart was unwavering, and he maintained the strongest vigilance.

And after passing through a dense jungle in front of him that made it difficult to see the road, Mo Ming's eyes suddenly became brighter, and what caught his eyes was not only the lush leaves from zero, but also the buildings that were clearly visible.

On the mountainside, which is not very high, there are many attics of temples that are clearly different from this generation, each of which is made of bluestone bricks and covered with bright moss, and it seems as if it has existed for countless years.

Moreover, most of those halls are dilapidated, few are intact, but they are all ruined and broken, except for the sound of wind blowing from time to time, there is a dead silence all around.

Mo Ming frowned for the first time, because he found that those murmurs were coming from a large hall not far away, as if there was an opportunity waiting for him somewhere.

However, the more he felt it clearly, the more vigilant Mo Ming became in his heart, and he stood in place and groaned for a long time, and then slowly approached the past.

"This place is very unusual at first glance, it should have been a place of religion in ancient times, those temples are not owned by this generation! I need to be careful and careful, don't fall into some kind of danger!"

Mo Ming said secretly in his heart, and while approaching the main hall, he carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

At the same time, the black wood that was lying quietly in a corner in the main hall resurfaced the old face, and the corners of its mouth finally turned into anger into a sneer, and his expression was full of anticipation!

"Come on...... Come on......"

"Yes, that's it, get close to this hall......"

"After you step into this hall, it is the time when the old man sees the light of day again, it is also an honor for you to let my evil Taoist borrow your body to leave this place, come quickly, the old man is already a little impatient!!"

The old man roared in his heart, a pair of narrow and deep-set eyes stared at Mo Ming, refusing to let go of a move, in his eyes, although the result was a certainty, it was still unbearable, and he couldn't wait to rush up now and have that young skin so that he could leave this place immediately!

However, just as he was looking at Mo Ming with anticipation, but when he was about to step into the threshold of the main hall, Mo Ming stopped, and his bright eyes carefully looked at everything in the hall, but he refused to step in.

Mo Ming's face was serious, a little more uneasy than the vigilance he had at the beginning.

Of course, it wasn't that he discovered anything in advance, but for such a strange place, he had an almost instinctive sense of crisis, especially the closer he got to the main hall, the more intense this feeling became, as if there was a deadly danger in the main hall.

"Hey, do you little bastard feel something?"

In the main hall, the evil Daozi looked at Mo Ming's reaction in surprise, and couldn't help but show surprise, because at this time, after Mo Ming looked at the side, his footsteps took a step back slightly, and he was clearly ready to leave at any time.

"Oh no! This kid is leaving!"

Suddenly, the evil Taoist was startled, and suddenly snorted coldly: "If you are allowed to leave like this, all the efforts of the old man in the past few days will be in vain, no matter what today, the old man will also leave the Black Ridge, you little bastard body, the old man is borrowed!"

It was too late to say that it was too late, and just as Mo Ming had just turned around and was about to ignore the whispered summons and leave the place, a slight fluctuation suddenly came from the main hall, and the faint figure of the evil Daozi suddenly completely emerged from the black wood, and then floated straight towards Mo Ming.

"It's ......"

Mo Ming's face suddenly changed greatly, he had seen this kind of scene, and he was immediately uncontrollably startled, and almost instinctively hid behind him.

However, the evil Daozi seemed to have expected it from time to time, and when he floated to the door of the main hall, he stopped, and his old face was not moved at all, and only nodded when Mo Ming stabilized his body and looked at himself.

"Come into this hall, the old man will accept you as a disciple and pass on your immortal law"

The evil Daozi said with a cold face, his expression seemed to be like a judgment compared to before, and there was no slightest hint of frivolity, and the whole person revealed a heavy solemnity.

Mo Ming suddenly raised his eyebrows, revealing a look of surprise, but instead his heart was beating wildly, because he felt an unprecedented coercion from the evil Daozi, as if the other party had a thorough cultivation and could compete with the heavenly immortals.

"Could it really be my chance?"

Mo Ming's heart immediately moved, and he didn't suspect the words of the evil way, because judging from the coercion he felt, if the other party really wanted to be unfavorable to him, he didn't need to use fraud at all, he could directly kill him!

"Why don't you come in soon?" the evil Daozi suddenly urged.

"Huh, that's not right!"

Suddenly, Mo Ming's pupils shrank, and the steps he was about to take suddenly retracted, he finally felt a little different, and saw a trace of anxiety in the deep sunken eyes of the evil daozi.

This kind of look should not have appeared in another person with heavenly cultivation, and it was still unusual for a weak existence like him, and the other party's seemingly ordinary words and words were clearly unusual.

Subconsciously, Mo Ming's face was gloomy, and he didn't want to pay attention to the evil way, but his body slowly retreated, because he was not sure if the other party would directly rush out and kill him.

At the same time, the evil Daozi's heart sank suddenly, seeing that Mo Ming's actions were still incomprehensible, the flames that had been forcibly suppressed in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and suddenly completely erupted, and his entire faint face became extremely hideous.

And the next moment, he no longer made the slightest disguise, and the faint voice flashed in place again, turning into a dazzling shock and rushing towards Mo Ming, and a cold voice came out.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into, since you insist on refusing to enter the main hall, then the old man can't use some extraordinary means! Today, your body, the old man has borrowed it no matter what!"