Murong Qingzhuo was very surprised, and even felt a little stunned by Mo Ming's decision, he didn't expect that after he said such a thing, Mo Ming would make such a decision.

This didn't seem to be wise enough, at least based on what he knew about this little junior brother, such a decision might pose an immeasurable threat to Mo Ming himself.

Because in that real ancient land, Daozi is nothing anymore, and those who can play a decisive role are those old monsters who have lived for countless years, and the weakest of them are far more than their generation of monks!

This kind of far transcendence is not the suppression of cultivation, because this place already has suppression of cultivation, and no matter what kind of cultivation people can only show the cultivation of the foundation of the Great Perfection realm, therefore, this kind of suppression is more in the Dao and Dharma supernatural powers.

Compared to the younger generation of monks, each of those old monsters has countless powerful means, not to mention others, just in terms of magic weapons and the spells they practice, they are not comparable to ordinary monks.

Countless years of precipitation have made those people have incomparable wealth in their youth, and these rising wealth, in such a place where cultivation has been suppressed, is more of a reflection of a person's strength.

And this is no longer something that can be made up for by qualifications, the younger generation of monks want to compare with it, in addition to their own extraordinary talents, they also need at least enough magic weapons to protect themselves, and they need to have an instinct close to a demon in battle to have a chance to win!

Otherwise, only the precipitation of the years can make up for the gap between them and those old monsters.

And having said that, Murong Qingzhuo asked himself, he didn't have a great deal of confidence in how much cultivation he could win in that ancient land, and even, to put it mildly, he was still confident that he could fight with one or two old monsters, he didn't dare to say that he would win, but at least he wouldn't lose!

But if three or five old monsters are determined to kill him, then even if he bursts out all his potential and hole cards, he may be bloodied on the spot with hatred.

In this way, let alone Mo Ming's decision at this time.

With Mo Ming's current state, not to mention entering that ancient land to compete with monks from all walks of life, it is difficult to truly protect himself, and it will be extremely dangerous.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything beyond my ability!" As if seeing Murong Qingzhuo's thoughts, Mo Ming grinned.

"However, this is too dangerous for you, really entering that ancient land, it's not like you can be safe without provoking others, many times the fight happens in an instant, it won't give you much time to react!" Murong Qingzhuo said solemnly, trying to convince Mo Ming.

However, Mo Ming was unmoved, just a little silent for a minute before shaking his head and saying, "Don't say it, if you don't leave, I won't leave! At least I don't plan to leave for the time being!"

"And now I am no longer the original me, and now my cultivation has also reached the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, in this place, my strength will be strengthened to the maximum extent, and I will not be weaker than others!"

"But ......"

Murong Qingzhuo wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Mo Ming, only to see Mo Ming's eyes blink, and asked with a smile: "I heard before that Yu Bansheng of the Dayan Holy Land also came here, thinking about it, he won't give up the competition for that ancient land, right?"

"Yu Bansheng?"

Murong Qingzhuo immediately frowned, without denying or admitting it.

However, with such an expression, Mo Ming smiled, and he didn't mention what he learned from Qin Xiaocheng about Murong Qingzhuo's search for Yu Bansheng during this time. Because it's useless to say more, the senior brother's concern, he will silently remember it in his heart, just like the word "inscription" in his name, engraved with his heart, and will not forget!

"Yu won't leave for half his life, how can I go! Five years have passed, since I can meet here, I have to break off with him!"

"Moreover, I can't always live under your wing, I always have to face everything by myself!"

Murong Qingzhuo was silent for a moment, his eyes looked at Mo Ming for a while, it was a little complicated, but the more he looked, the more relief in his eyes became.

This little junior disciple has been uncertain since he entered the sect and worshiped under the Bitter Wine Master.

To put it mildly, the two of them get together less and leave more, not to mention the past, just say that the time interval between the most recent time is enough to be five years, if you really want to talk about feelings, you can't talk about how deep.

However, because it is the bond between brothers and sisters, and all kinds of things that have happened between life and death in the past, it makes their relationship more than the ordinary relationship between brothers and sisters, not to mention that blood is thicker than water, and it is almost close to relatives, so you can rest assured that you can hand over your back to each other.

"In that case, then after you leave here and officially enter that ancient land, you will follow me!" After a little silence, Murong Qingzhuo said in a low voice, still a little uneasy in his words.

However, Mo Ming shook his head, didn't say anything too deliberately, but showed his attitude with his eyes, he didn't want to be protected by his senior brother anymore, or rather, he didn't want his senior brother to feel that he was dragging his feet.

His Mo Ming's road, after all, needs to be broken by himself, and the opportunity that belongs to him must also be fought for by himself, blindly relying on others, will have an adverse impact on his future after all, maybe one day, he will stop at a certain realm because of this, and it will be difficult to go further.

"It's really decided?" Murong Qingzhuo asked again.

Mo Ming nodded, thought for a while and said: "If I fail to kill Yu Bansheng this time, in the future, you don't go to him again, you can leave Yu Bansheng to deal with that person by myself, even if I wait for him to go out, I can't really kill him, but one day, I can do it! For me, this is also a kind of grinding!"

"Good!"

Murong Qingzhuo responded almost without any hesitation, the speed of his reaction and the decisiveness of his tone made Mo Ming slightly stunned, but instead he showed a knowing smile, Senior Brother understood his thoughts!

"What about the two of you, have you decided to go with me, or will you leave this witch immortal burial ground?" Murong Qingzhuo suddenly turned his head and asked Qin Xiaocheng to drink Yan Zijun.

"I'm with you! How can we say that we are all in the same sect, presumably in addition to you, Haishan Daozi and Chonglou Daozi also plan to stay, right? When the time comes, the disciples of my sect will gather, and they will not be afraid of anyone here!" Qin Xiaocheng said with a smile on his face, his expression was full of indifference, but he had a strong interest in the real ancient land.

However, after his words fell, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of Yan Zijun, who had been silent on the other side.

In the end, he exhaled and said, "I won't be with you, if I hadn't heard you say this, I might still know nothing, there are a few people from my Yan family besides me who have also come here, I need to contact them immediately and tell them this information!

"Okay, then without further ado, let's get out of here!"

Murong Qingzhuo didn't say anything to stay, and there was no need to say these things at this time, he just nodded to Yan Zijun, said take care and prepared to leave with Mo Ming and Qin Xiaocheng.

Before parting, Yan Zijun, who originally wanted to take the first step, suddenly turned his head and glanced at Mo Ming, his eyebrows were not very good-looking, as if he suddenly remembered something, and he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Ming noticed his strangeness at the first time, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Yan Zijun hesitated a little, thought about it, and finally opened his mouth to say a few words to Mo Ming, until Mo Ming shook his head again and again to say that he didn't know, then he sighed and jumped forward, turning into a ray of light and flying into the distance.

And when Yan Zijun's figure completely disappeared in front of him, Mo Ming showed a strange look, he couldn't tell what it felt, he only felt a little unbelievable.

Yan Zijun was actually asking him about Liu Changsheng's whereabouts just now, and listening to the meaning of his words, his sister, that is, Yan Zijian, who had a big grudge with Liu Changsheng back then, disappeared with Liu Changsheng a year ago, and he has not been able to find it until now, even if the ancestor of the clan uses his magical powers to deduce, he can't even calculate it.

This scene really made Yan Zijun and other Yan family disciples anxious, and they sent the Yan family members of Yan Zijun's lineage to go out to look for them, but they couldn't find the slightest news about Liu Changsheng and Yan Zijian, as if the two of them had directly evaporated in this world, and no trace was left.

And if it weren't for the fact that in the ancestral hall, the soul lamp belonging to Yan Zijin was still burning with a bright fire pot, Yan Zijun would even think that his sister had been killed.

For such a thing, Mo Ming was also speechless, and the worry in Yan Zijun's eyes, he felt a little incredible, and unconsciously remembered Liu Changsheng's sloppy and dirty embarrassed face, and the appearance of being beaten all the time, it was really hard to imagine, how could such a person make that hot Yan Zijin not only not become an enemy with him, but finally eloped with him?

Yes, from the meaning of Yan Zijun's words, Yan Zijin and Liu Changsheng did elope, not only that, but it seems that Yan Zijin insisted on going with Liu Changsheng, not Liu Changsheng forcibly kidnapping Yan Zijian!

"Changsheng is also a person with a free and easy temperament, although I don't know why his cultivation can't be promoted, but he has such a senior uncle, whether it's safety or anything else, it's not a problem, and he can directly fool a person who far exceeds his cultivation, which is also a skill!"

The corners of Mo Ming's mouth suddenly curved a little, and he couldn't help but suddenly feel a little envious of that kind of life, at least from Liu Changsheng's point of view, there is no need to think too much, just eat and drink well every day, and follow your heart!

has a comfortable nest of his own, and he doesn't have to worry about being destroyed, no matter what danger happens, he has his own uncle and master to resist and settle for him!

......

In a dilapidated hall in the ancient land of Jiuli, I don't know when it began, nine monks dressed in different costumes walked to a large altar in the middle of the main hall, each with a cold color on their faces, and some kind of cold light flickered from time to time.

These people came from different places, most of them belonged to the monks of various sects in the north, and there were only three people from the tribe of witches from this southern land.

However, among all the people, the aura exuded by these three witch cultivators was faintly the strongest, and even one of them was surrounded by a layer of red gas all the time, and the entire area around his body was cold.

And every gaze that swept over these three people had a strong color of jealousy, because the red gas was not the reason for the special exercises practiced by the witch cultivator, but a kind of bloody aura, which was naturally condensed because of killing too many people, and could not be seen by mortals, only the monk could detect it through the spiritual eye.

"Everyone, what are you hesitating about, the real ancient land has already been found, and inside is the biggest treasure in this Jiuli ancient land, if we don't join hands to stimulate this array, the things in the ancient land will be taken away by others!"

"And as far as I know, as early as three days ago, nearly 100 people had already entered it, and if we had been a little late, there might not be anything left!"

The silence was suddenly broken by a diminutive monk, who looked solemn and anxious as he spoke.

The altar was more than three feet high, three zhang in size, with six corners and six sides, and dense formations were carved on it, and each of the ravines looked extremely mysterious.

This is an ancient teleportation array, if Mo Ming is here, he will definitely find that it is very similar to the teleportation array that he foresaw in the Black Ridge not long ago.

However, there are also places that are not quite the same as the teleportation array in the Black Ridge.

Under those six corners, there is a groove with a large bowl mouth, and there are traces of liquid flow in the groove, and there is even a faint blood qi escaping from it, this ancient teleportation array has been activated by others not long ago, and now they have come, it is the second time.

"What you said is light, don't think I don't know what you have in mind, this array is not the same as the teleportation array that exists in the world today, it requires the hard work of the monk to activate, and to really be able to teleport, at least one person must be sacrificed alive to fully activate all the formations and open the passage to that ancient land!"

"You want us to forcibly activate this formation like this, who are you here to be the one to be sacrificed?" a man with long red hair said coldly, with a strong sarcasm in his eyes. After a pause, without waiting for the short man to speak, his voice sank suddenly, revealing a sneer!

"If you're going to be the one to be sacrificed by fire, I don't mind trying to help you!

The short man's face suddenly became ugly, and he opened his mouth several times, but in the end he only snorted coldly, obviously touching the red-haired man's words, riding this ancient teleportation array was much more dangerous than the teleportation array they had ridden in the outside world before, and the price paid was also incomparable to any teleportation array now.

"What should we do then? Do you just stare at it? If we go on like this, not to mention that the treasures in that ancient land have nothing to do with us, even some things outside we won't have a chance to take!" said a very beautiful young woman.

"What's so difficult about this, now the people in this hall are inevitably a little too much, you only need to kill one or two people, isn't it enough to sacrifice this formation?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came out followed by the young woman's voice, but what made many people strange in their hearts was that they didn't know who this sentence came from, as if the person who said it deliberately did not want to reveal it.

"Who is so cowardly as a mouse that he doesn't even dare to show his face!"

Someone suddenly scolded, obviously dissatisfied with the sudden voice, that sentence was clearly deliberately provoking the contradictions of everyone, if it was left to say, maybe the next thing everyone would not be thinking about how to stimulate this ancient teleportation array, but how to save their lives in the melee!

"Hehe, is it so difficult to kill someone? It's a shame that you are still the geniuses of the various sects, and right now, there are just three witch cultivators in Southern Xinjiang, and they don't even know how to unite to wipe out these three people!" The voice sounded again, and his tone was unconcealably frivolous, as if he was not moved by the previous scolding of others.

And as soon as these words came out, the three witch cultivators who had always been cold changed their color, and their spiritual senses scattered in an instant, trying to find out the person who was talking in secret.

Without thinking too much, the three of them also knew in their hearts that this cold voice that appeared like a ghost was deliberately provoking the contradiction between the northern monks present and the southern Xinjiang witch cultivators, hoping that the two sides could fight for this!

However, I don't know if it's because the three witch cultivators all have different degrees of bloody qi escaping, and after the cold voice fell, none of them chose to attack the three witch cultivators immediately.

It seems that the bloody qi has put too much pressure on everyone, because everyone knows that most of the people who can condense the bloody qi have their hands covered with blood, like a nephew, and there are countless monks who have died in their hands!

"Waste, it's all a bunch of waste, so many people don't dare to make a move against the three witch cultivators, you people, even if you enter that ancient land, what can you do? It's just sending you to death!"

The cold voice from before suddenly spoke again, but unlike before, this time, it was no longer so ethereal, but came from a side door in the inner hall of the main hall, and then, in the eyes of everyone, a very handsome young man with a different aura all over his body walked out.

And, behind the young man, there were three old men in black cloth clothes.

"Holy Son!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, as if they knew, and after a careful look, they finally confirmed that the other party was the Holy Son Yu Bansheng of the Dayan Holy Land!

Yu Bansheng still carried the arrogance of the past, his eyes swept coldly over everyone, and finally stopped at the three witch cultivators, unconcealing the murderous intent in his eyes.

"Your Excellency is so loud, can you kill the witch cultivator in my southern Xinjiang if you want to?"

At the same time, another cold voice sounded, but it was not from the three witch cultivators, but from the front of the main hall, and a young man wearing a purple robe and a shawl with long brown hair walked in.

"A certain name is Li Wenhanque, and he is also a witch cultivator, Your Excellency might as well come and kill him?"

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The recent chapters are not divided into chapters.,It's all two five-thousand-word chapters in one.,In order to make everyone look cooler.,Don't think that the tongue doesn't work hard!