The masked man stood in place for a while, and saw no movement, then suddenly raised his head, and a pair of eagle-like eyes seemed to penetrate the leaves and stare at Mo Chong, and said, "Mo Chong, you stomp on the tree, do you want me to pull you out?"

This time, the other party not only called out his name, but also saw through his hiding place, Mo Chong naturally couldn't keep silent anymore, and immediately slipped down from the tree, looked at the masked man and smiled: "This masked friend, you are here again." ”

The masked man didn't speak, but shook his hand slightly, and a cyan sword suddenly slipped out of his sleeve and was held in his hand.

Mo Chong sighed and said, "What are you going to come to get tonight?"

The masked man said coldly: "Your life." ”

Mo Chong said, "Why?"

The masked man did not answer.

Mo Chong said, "How did you find me? It stands to reason that I will never be found." Even I can't find myself hiding here. ”

The masked man seemed to smile and said, "There are many ways to find someone. ”

Mo Chong's heart moved, and he suddenly realized, "I know! You left a mark on me! When, is it a smell, is it a mana mark, or something else?"

The masked man slowly raised his hand and said, "You don't need to know......" As soon as the word 'know' came out, the masked scarf on the masked man's face suddenly shook, and his eyes showed a look of horror and said, "You...... You're poisoned!?"

Seeing that the masked man realized it so quickly, Mo Chong sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't answer, and with a flip of his palm, the Qinghong Sword was already in his hand. The next moment, Mo Chong's whole person turned into a blue light, and he rushed towards the masked man like an arrow from a string. He is most familiar with martial arts. At this moment, of course, he would not give up what he was most familiar with.

"Dang!"

There was a crunch. The two men fought each other. Although the masked man took Mo Chong's sword, the man 'kicked and kicked' and retreated three or four steps in a row. Seeing this, Mo Chong was overjoyed, and the offensive in his hand was not slow, and with a whirlwind, another sword stabbed out.

"Dang!"

Another crunch. This time, Mo Chong used skill, and while luring the masked man to parry his long sword, he turned his wrist and the long sword took advantage of the trend.

This move is a very common use of strength in martial arts, four or two thousand pounds. But the masked man is an immortal cultivator, and when it comes to spells, it is okay, compared to these martial arts, where is Mo Chong's opponent? Just being picked by Mo Chong like this, the long sword in his hand immediately took off his hand, turned into a blue light and rose into the sky, falling into the woods more than ten zhang away.

Mo Chong picked up the masked man's long sword, the attack in his hand was more urgent, his wrist flicked, and the masked man's two shoulders were hit by the sword, and the blood flowed like an infusion, but the sword that stabbed him in the chest was slightly bent and rebounded.

"En!?Heart-protecting soft armor?" Seeing the long sword bounce back, Mo Chong was slightly surprised.

It was only at this point that the masked man had a chance to breathe, and hurriedly said, "Stop, stop! Kill me, and you will regret it!"

Mo Chong's eyes were cold: "If I don't kill you, I regret it even more." With that, the sword stepped forward again. This time, Mo Chong avoided the part of his chest, specifically beckoning his head and limbs.

"Stop, stop, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you a shocking secret!" the masked man shouted again, and he was immediately distracted by this shout, and one arm was immediately removed by the ink, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Mo Chong was not interested in the so-called shocking secret at all, but in order to make a better move, he still led the masked man to speak: "What secret?" asked in his mouth, and stabbed three more swords in his hand.

"You stop...... Stop me and I'll talk about it!" As he spoke, the masked scarf on the masked man's face was cut open by Mo Chong's sword, revealing a handsome face, which seemed to be the role of a ruthless thug, but his real face was actually a young man with clear eyebrows. At first glance, Mo Chong suddenly felt familiar, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but slow down.

This pause in Mo Chong's hand obviously made the masked man mistaken. He let out a long breath and said quickly: "Demon Dao! Demon Dao is ready to invade us! as long as you ......."

"Whew. ”

The masked man's words were not repeated. Because Mo Chong's sword had already been sent into his throat.

Standing in front of the masked man's corpse, Mo Chong was silent. He didn't really want to kill. But since the opponent wants to kill him, he can only strike first, otherwise with the opponent's cultivation, the mana will be restored, and he will have a chance to turn over, which is wishful thinking. But after killing someone, a lot of problems followed. Who is the other party, who is at the behest, and why should he take his own life?

Thinking of the various problems that might arise in the future, Mo Chong immediately felt that his head was as big as a fight. As for what the other party said before he died, Mo Chong didn't feel at ease. What if the Demon Dao invaded, and what if it didn't? These things naturally had those seniors and masters thinking about it, what did it have to do with him Mo Chong? He was just a minor monk in the Qi cultivation period.

"Forget it. Things have already happened, and it's useless to think too much. It's better to dispose of the body first, and there is no proof of death. Fortunately, what the other party did was not seen in the light of day, even if he wanted to retaliate, it was a secret thing. It's a big deal, Lao Tzu will sleep on the street every day in the future. ”

Mo Chong shook his head and began to search for the contents on the corpse. The masked man's storage bag was removed first, followed by the soft armor he was wearing. And in the masked man's arms, Mo Chong found a silver nameplate with three words on it: Jiao Sanqi.

"Silver medal disciple, Jiao Sanqi?"

Mo Chong frowned. rummaged in the masked man's arms for a while, and a thin silk with writing was found by Mo Chong, and when he opened it, there were four big characters on it: There is no such person.

"What do you mean?" Mo Chong frowned again, and suddenly his mind moved. Yesterday, the other party wanted to abolish one of his legs. After investigating himself, he found that he had no background, so he changed his mind and chose to kill himself directly? This is not impossible, with the temper of some family members, killing one or two inconsequential people is really nothing, not to mention that Mo Chong also played tricks on the other party last night.

After rummaging for a while, he didn't find anything else, but the pattern of Yuheng Palace on the back of Mo Chong's hand shone slightly. The time has come. When Mo Chong saw it, he immediately took the body of the masked man and entered the Yuheng Palace together. Killing someone will naturally destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, what better place than to do this in Yuheng Palace?

The masked man's body was quickly dragged to the fire chamber by Mo Chong and burned to ashes. The contents of the masked man's storage bag were also taken out one by one by Mo Chong. For those magic weapons on the masked man, Mo Chong didn't dare to use them, and sent them directly to the beast's head, causing the earth fire to burn into metal lumps. After all, the other party is a senior brother in the sect, with a name and a surname, if he uses his things, he may be discovered one day, and he will really be self-inflicted. For the few bottles of pills on the masked man, Mo Chong was particularly attentive, and looked at them one by one.

"Returning to the qi to disperse, restoring the mana. A porcelain vase was quickly washed aside by the ink.

"Marching Pills?...... It seems that I heard that this thing can not be hungry for more than ten days after eating. It's kind of useful, too. The marching pill was put aside again.

"Ji Yuan Dan?haha! Intensive cultivation pill!" The label attached to the last vermilion vial made Mo Chong ecstatic, what he lacked most now was strength, and this pill that could be cultivated was undoubtedly what he wanted the most. After confirming that the pill was correct, Mo Chong immediately poured out a pill and threw it into his mouth, sat down cross-legged and began to refine it.

Time, little by little, passed. More than an hour passed, and Mo Chong opened his eyes happily. Refining a Ji Yuan Pill actually increased his mana cultivation by one-tenth! Although this has a relationship between the aura of Yuheng Palace, which is several times richer than that of the outside world, and his own cultivation is still shallow, this growth rate still makes Mo Chong a little trance. At this rate, if he refines nine more Ji Yuan Pills, won't he be able to advance to the seventh layer of the Qi cultivation period!?

When Mo Chong's eyes fell on the porcelain vase containing Ji Yuandan, his eyes were already full of fire. He finally found his own way of cultivating. What if the qualifications are poor? Lao Tzu will use pills to pile up in the future! With such a strong aura of Yuheng Palace as the backing, refining pills and refining pills, Lao Tzu is not afraid!

Nothing was said all night. The next day, Mo Chong came to the Alchemy Hall early. His willingness to learn alchemy was finally completely ignited. I don't know if it's too early, there are only five people present in the Alchemy Hall, and each of these five people is refining pills. That Xiang Tianyuan was among the five. At this time, the attention of the five people was completely focused on the Dan furnace in front of them, and they were completely unaware of Mo Chong's appearance. Seeing this, Mo Chong didn't bother, but sat down in a corner and watched the operation of these people.

The alchemy process seemed to be very boring, and the only thing the five of them did was to adjust the size of the earth fire, and other than that, they were left to sit dry. Mo Chong was able to watch it with a strong spirit at first, but later it directly turned into a yawn. It's no wonder he hasn't slept well in days.

"Hey, Senior Brother Mo is here?" Xiang Tianyuan finally found out about Mo Chong's arrival and greeted him with a smile. Looking at his expression, it was as if he didn't know what happened last night.

Mo Chong also smiled: "Yes." It's been a while. But Senior Brother Xiang is earlier. ”

Xiang Tianyuan shook his head with a smile and said, "Where is it early." For the sake of this elixir, I haven't left here since yesterday. ”

Mo Chong was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Ah, refining the pill is so time-consuming?"

Xiang Tianyuan smiled: "It's not. It won't take me too long to refine this furnace to disperse the air. However, in order to verify some of what Master Bai said before, I deliberately adjusted the size of the fire to extend the alchemy time for observation. ”

Mo Chong nodded and said, "Senior Brother Bai is worthy of being the chief disciple, and this serious attitude is worth learning from my generation." ”