The Ninth Peak of the Hundred Refining Sect was located due west, and after Mo Ming left the Hundred Herb Garden, he was directly taken to the sky by Murong Qingzhuo's big hand, and it only took a moment to fall to a huge square on the Ninth Peak.

There are a lot of disciples of the Ninth Peak in the square, and this place seems to be a special place for cultivation, and many disciples are walking cross-legged on the futon and meditating quietly.

As soon as Mo Ming and Murong Qingzhuo arrived, they attracted the attention of many people, and some disciples raised their heads and looked at Murong Qingzhuo's figure, showing a hint of respect in their eyes.

"This place is the dojo of my ninth peak! you can cultivate here like them in the future. ”

As soon as he landed, Murong Qingzhuo introduced Mo Ming with a smile, and at the same time swept his gaze to those disciples who were meditating cross-legged, and nodded to some people, which was regarded as a greeting.

"I've seen Senior Brother Murong!" a disciple in a long robe walked over and bowed, his expression very respectful.

"I've seen Murong Daozi!"

Another person came to salute, revealing Murong Qingzhuo's identity.

Mo Ming was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect that his senior brother turned out to be a Taoist. And what made him feel even more clear was that his identity seemed to be able to be determined, belonging to the ninth peak!

Murong Qingzhuo had a faint smile on his face from beginning to end, and he didn't explain much to Mo Ming's expression, just nodded with a gentle smile to every disciple who came to salute.

After a short time, Murong Qingzhuo led Mo Ming through the square and walked along a bluestone path to a cliff behind the ninth peak.

At the top of the cliff, rows of attics dozens of feet high stand, the color of the attic is well known, and from a distance, it gives people a feeling of being one with the cliff.

When I arrived at this place, there were obviously a lot fewer disciples around, and even when I entered the main entrance of the attic, the surroundings had become quiet, and I didn't see a single figure.

"Here, this place is my residence, and it will also be your cultivation place in the future, you can go and pick a room first! I will tell you some cultivation matters later" Murong Qingzhuo pointed to the attic and laughed in a low voice.

Mo Ming looked at the attic when he heard the sound, with a hint of doubt on his face, this place is very large, but it seems that no one exists except for the two of them.

"Don't look at it, it's just the two of us here!" Murong Qingzhuo saw Mo Ming's doubts and said with a smile.

Mo Ming was surprised, there were only the two of them in such a big place, could it be that Daozi's identity was really so different, thinking that the thatched house he lived in before was simply a natural difference compared to this place.

After pondering for a while, Mo Ming didn't hesitate too much, carefully looked around, and then pointed to an inconspicuous room as his place of residence.

In the following time, Murong Qingzhuo took Mo Ming to take a little stroll around the area, until it was close to noon, and the two came to a clearing behind the attic.

"I don't know if Master Venerable has told you some things about me before, in fact, I can't take you to practice for a long time, I will leave in about half a month, and I hope you can remember what I said as much as possible in this half month!"

Murong Qingzhuo sat cross-legged on a futon, his face was a little serious, and his body showed a faint coercion.

Mo Ming's heart was slightly cold, he also sat cross-legged on a futon, and nodded at Murong Qingzhuo, on the way here, he already knew the specific cultivation of his senior brother.

As the Daozi of the Ninth Peak, there is naturally no need to say much about his qualifications, Murong Qingzhuo's physical cultivation is much higher than him, he has reached the Fifth Heavenly Realm, and his spiritual power cultivation is also not weak, he is in the early stage of Jindan, his physical body and spiritual power complement each other, and his real strength is not weaker than that of ordinary Jindan late stage monks.

"Since that's the case, then I won't say more, you have just stepped into the golden body realm now, and the cultivation of your physical body is far higher than your spiritual cultivation, so it is not too balanced for you, I hope you will improve your spiritual cultivation as much as possible in this half a month, and lay a good foundation for yourself!"

Murong Qingzhuo spoke in a low voice, and the voice in his mouth suddenly paused, only to see his lips constantly opening and closing, but no sound came out.

At the same time, Mo Ming's heart was slightly cold, and Murong Qingzhuo's voice sounded directly in his mind.

Half an hour later, Murong Qingzhuo left, leaving Mo Ming alone to sit on the futon.

At this time, Mo Ming's face was a little dazed, because in the past half an hour, Murong Qingzhuo had told him too many things about cultivation, and he had also passed on two Dao Methods, which made it difficult for him to digest for a while.

After thinking about it, Mo Ming silently ran the Hundred Refining Duan Pulse Technique, and secretly spit it out.

He had just stepped into the Golden Body Realm, and he still needed to stabilize this realm well, so that he could adapt to the huge gap brought about by this breakthrough.

The Golden Body Realm is completely different from the Innate Realm, Mo Ming can feel how strong his physical strength is, if the body refiners of the Innate Realm can compete with the cultivators of the Qi Condensation Period, then the physical body of the Golden Body Realm is enough to be able to achieve the same level as the Foundation Building Period.

In other words, with the strength of Mo Ming's body now, he can fight with the monks in the early stage of foundation building with all his strength.

And what kind of existence is a monk in the foundation building period, Mo Ming already fully understands that the two disciples of the Northern Liang Sect who died because of themselves were the monks of the foundation building period, if he had the current physical body at the beginning, he would not let himself fall into that situation, not to mention being able to compete with those two, but at least he could do some self-preservation.

However, in the final analysis, Mo Ming's foundation is too thin, and he has no cultivation but does not understand any boxing methods, although he has fought in the past, but after all, he relies on instinct and cannot fully burst out with the power of his body.

His lack of experience is his biggest shortcoming at present.

And now, after Murong Qingzhuo's explanation for half an hour, Mo Ming already had a general direction for his future cultivation in his heart.

In the following days, Mo Ming lived in this attic, and returned to the Hundred Herb Garden, but meditated in front of the cliff every day, consolidating the cultivation of the physical body, and cultivating the Luo Tian Chaos Sutra at the same time, enhancing the cultivation of his own spiritual power.

In the blink of an eye, ten days have passed.

During this period of time, almost all the nine peaks of the Hundred Refining Sect had been visited by Mo Ming, and those places specially set up for body refiners were the best cultivation grounds for him, allowing him to further temper his physical body.

And in the past ten days, Mo Ming has never seen Murong Qingzhuo again, and he doesn't know where the other party is or what he is doing. It was as if like the old man, who brought him here and ignored him.

Mo Ming didn't feel anything at first, because there was a saying in the world that the master led the way in, and the cultivation was in the individual, and his own cultivation still had to rely on himself after all, and others would at most just give more guidance when they encountered problems.

However, as time passed, as he walked through the nine peaks and met the disciples of each peak, Mo Ming suddenly felt a little strange.

It seemed that something was about to happen, and there was a strange atmosphere in the entire Hundred Refining Sect, first all the Daoists of the Hundred Refining Sect had returned, and then the Supreme Elders of each peak had all gathered at the main peak, discussing something with the sect master and the deacons and elders in the sect.

When these things happened, Mo Ming knew that even if there was really something, it didn't have much to do with him, but he didn't know how, as time went by, he became more and more uneasy in his heart.

Time passed unconsciously, and two more days passed, and on this day, Murong Qingzhuo appeared, and as soon as he came back, he didn't say anything and went straight to the main peak with Mo Ming.

In a huge square directly south of the main peak, I don't know when it was already full of people, and many disciples were sitting cross-legged on the ground, their faces were serious, as if they were waiting for something.

Mo Ming followed Murong Qingzhuo to a clearing in front of the square.

There, at this time, there were eight hundred refining sect disciples sitting cross-legged, three of them were twenty-eight years old, and five were young men wearing various costumes with a powerful aura on their bodies.

These eight people are the Daozi of the first peak to the eighth peak, plus Murong Qingzhuo, and the Daozi of the Nine Peaks gathered.

And in another open space not far from the eight people, Mo Ming suddenly saw Dongfang Yan in a white silk robe, and Dongfang Yan was talking to someone with a faint smile on his face.

"Senior brother, is there something going to happen?" Mo Ming didn't hold back the curiosity in his heart after all, and asked Murong Qingzhuo in a low voice. Because at this time, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more serious.

Murong Qingzhuo's face was serious, and when he heard this, he looked at Mo Ming with some complicated expression.

"The sect trial is about to start early!"