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Out of Yehailou, it was raining lightly outside, and there were only a few people in a hurry on the street.

Looking at the sky, Mo Xuan felt a sense of loneliness, as if he was the only one left between the whole heaven and earth, and that feeling made Mo Xuan feel an inexplicable fear.

Thinking about it carefully, Mo Xuan found that after coming to this world for more than ten years, except for Xiao Qi, who was left in the Moon Hall by himself, he had no relatives or friends. Mo Xuan couldn't help but think of the voice and smile of the person he knew in his previous life, and muttered, "You guys...... Are you all right?"

I don't know how long I stood here and was distracted, when my clothes were getting wet, Mo Xuan came back to his senses, it was almost dusk at this time, because of the rain, the sky was much darker than usual, and the wine shops and inns on both sides of the road were brightly lit, and from time to time there were the excited voices of men and women's gasps.

Mo Xuan frowned, and his heart was inexplicably a little irritable.

Originally, when he came to the Black Mountain Ridge, Mo Xuan didn't have much hope for exploring the Yin Clan, mainly to inform the monks of the world about the ambition of the Yunshan Sect, on the one hand, it was naturally to remind those small sects to be careful, and on the other hand, it could be regarded as Mo Xuan's little revenge on the Yunshan Sect.

At this time, there was no clue about the affairs of this hidden clan, and the matter of spreading the ambitions of the Yunshan Sect was also handled by Mo Yin, and suddenly there was no goal, and Mo Xuan couldn't help but be upset.

When a person has a goal, no matter what the situation, he has a direction to move on, and he knows where to go, but if he loses his direction, he will fall into confusion.

And Mo Xuan, at this time, was in this situation, I saw Mo Xuan standing in place, sometimes showing irritability in his eyes, sometimes showing anger, gradually, Mo Xuan's eyes were no longer clear, only confused and confused.

At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street, no one saw it, Mo Xuan's lower abdomen slowly emitted an orange-yellow halo, this halo, like the sun at the beginning of the rise, made people look in their eyes, their hearts were warm, this halo gradually wrapped Mo Xuan's whole person, as if it had become a huge light cocoon.

When the light cocoon wrapped Mo Xuan in his entirety, a voice sounded in Mo Xuan's mind like a thunderbolt: "Shaft!

Suddenly startled, Mo Xuan's eyes opened suddenly, where was there still a trace of confusion in his eyes, some were just clear and firm!

Watching the halo around him gradually retract into his lower abdomen, Mo Xuan was sweating like pulp, and his clothes, which were originally only slightly damp by the dripping rain, were completely soaked with sweat at this time.

Thinking of his previous state, Mo Xuan felt a burst of fear in his heart.

If you don't wake up in time, you will become a delirious wasted person from now on, or you will die from the demons devouring your body!

There is no doubt about the strength of Mo Xuandao's heart, otherwise he would not have obtained the true inheritance of the old man of Tianxin, but its origin is special, it is a person from other realms who crossed over after an accidental death, although he has lived in this realm for more than ten years, but in these ten years, he has never felt the slightest family and friendship, so it is difficult to have a sense of identity with this world, and naturally there is a trace of flaw in his heart.

Previously, because he suddenly lost the direction and goal of his struggle, Mo Xuan would have gone mad and was invaded by the demon, if it weren't for the critical moment, a stream of energy released by Tianxin Kuhailu protected his mind, and at the end he let out a cry to wake him up from the state of entering the demon, I am afraid that Mo Xuan would have died at this time.

Looking up at the sky, the depressed aura in Mo Xuan's heart gradually dissipated, and he muttered: "Since the hermit is difficult to investigate, then I will cultivate to the extent that these people in the hermit clan are also interested in it, ten years is not twenty years, fifty years is not a hundred years, even if there is no talent back then, I have never given up, there is no reason to retreat now that I have talent." ”

Mo Xuan didn't know that he had figured out these things at this time, and the last trace of mistake in his Dao heart was also gone, and it had indescribable benefits for the future path of cultivation, of course, this is all later.

Cheering up, Mo Xuan identified the road and walked in one direction.

When chatting with Mo Yin before, Mo Xuan had already inquired about the situation of the major forces in the local area.

Although the area of this nameless town is not large, but there are some famous names in the Black Mountain Ridge, one is that this is the only way to enter the Black Mountain Ridge, and all the newcomers who enter the Black Mountain Ridge must pass through it, so the city is very full of oil and water. Second, although this nameless town is said to be small in size, it is one of the first strongholds established in the Black Mountain Ridge, and its long history has made it the largest underground market in the entire Black Mountain Ridge.

There are hundreds of large and small forces in this nameless town, and there are many contradictions between each other's interests, and from this entanglement of interests, Mo Xuan sees an opportunity to improve his strength.

Although there is chaos in the Black Mountain Ridge, everyone is treacherous and cunning, but the relationship between people maintained by interests here is stronger, after all, there is no eternal enemy, only eternal interests, as long as there are enough interests at hand to make the other party tempted, then there is no need to worry about the other party putting cold arrows in their backs.

At this time, what Mo Xuan is going to is a force called Xuan Ling, this force is not much, in this nameless city can only barely be regarded as a third-rate force, its leader calls himself a ghost, although his cultivation is not high, only the appearance of the seven or eight heavens of the seed realm, but he is an out-and-out villain.

The ghost is insidious and cunning, and he specially leads his subordinates to do some shady things for those larger forces.

According to Mo Yin, this Xuan Ling seems to have colluded with many Demon Dao sects, and once heard that the leader of the Mo family was negotiating with the elders of a Demon Dao sect, and the Demon Dao Elder asked the ghost to help them collect the souls of the living to refine a Demon Dao magic weapon.

Mo Xuan went to this Xuan Ling this time in order to replace the ghost, let this Xuan Ling become a force under his control, and collect all kinds of resources needed for cultivation for himself.

This path of cultivation requires a lot of money, and it is not something that can be solved by one person alone, not to mention anything else, those rare herbs alone can completely exhaust a person's life's work, where is there still time to cultivate.

Like the Mo family, it is hundreds of thousands of collateral clansmen who spread all over the world to collect the resources needed for cultivation, so that they can cultivate a few great cultivators in each generation.

It is not unthinkable to return to the Mo family or build a force from scratch Mo Xuan, but when he returns to the Mo family, although Mo Xuan will receive the most focused training, and there is no need to worry about the cultivation materials at all, but it is inconsistent with Mo Xuan's Taoist heart to be subordinate.

As for building a force from scratch, the difficulty of it is even more foolish.