The disciples of the Tianshi Palace discovered this spiritual medicine in a hidden place. They spent half a day setting up a magic circle and carefully pulled it away and temporarily trapped a fourth-level demon python that protected the spiritual medicine. Unexpectedly, these casual cultivators from Nanyan City bumped into this scene. Taking advantage of the process of the disciples of the Tianshi Palace guiding the demon python, someone took the initiative to snatch the spiritual medicine.

At this moment, after robbing the spiritual medicine, these group of Nanyan City wanted to kill five disciples of the Heavenly Master Mansion and seize the treasures in their hands.

Fortunately, Mo Yang and other five disciples of the Heavenly Master Mansion were all at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and they were good at joining forces to fight the enemy. Although they were trapped in a heavy siege and the situation was unfavorable, they could not lose their lives for a while.

Soon, a dragon-like beast roar suddenly rang out, and the mountains echoed, and they were majestic!

Hearing the sound of the dragon roar, the low-level monsters within a radius of dozens of miles were so scared that they were cordyceps and bones. Some first-level monsters with low magic power were even buzzing in their ears, their eyes turned black, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The sound of the dragon roar was only separated from the fierce cultivators, and the monks' eyes were black, their souls shook, and they fainted one after another.

The fourth-level demon python trapped in the magic circle seemed to have noticed the real threat, and instantly became manic, and desperately hit the magic circle forbidden. The next moment, there was a loud bang, and the ban array shattered. Then, a dark shadow fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the demon python's head. Blood light burst out, and the demon python's huge head was directly smashed into a meat pie...

"Senior Brother Moyang, long time no see!"

Looking at Mo Yang who was in a daze after waking up, Liu Changsheng smiled faintly.

"You are... Junior Brother Liu!"

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, Mo Yang's eyes lit up and his face was full of surprise.

Then he saw the monks lying on the ground not far away, as well as Wang Yue and Yue'er standing behind Liu Changsheng, his heart was pounding again, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The powerful spiritual pressure that Wangyue's body and the pair of horns above Yue'er's head all shocked his mind. If these two had not stood behind Liu Changsheng with a gentle expression, he might have turned around and fled as soon as possible.

The spiritual sense swept across Liu Changsheng, and he was even more surprised to find that he could not find out the depth of Liu Changsheng's magic power realm.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Liu Changsheng reached out and touched his nose, smiled faintly and said, "I was lucky enough to condense the golden elixir and succeed!"

"Condensing the golden elixir, this..."

Mo Yang's mind roared again, and the surprise turned into shock. After a long time, he said dumbly: "Congratulations to junior brother, I'm afraid I'll call my junior brother the uncle in the future!"

For a moment, he felt mixed feelings. Twenty years ago, he was already at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, and Liu Changsheng was just a young boy who had just entered the school. Seeing Liu Changsheng's realm soaringly, he saw Liu Changsheng taking over the identity of a genius disciple and killing him to Tianzhu Peak. He had been happy for Liu Changsheng. Later, he heard that Liu Changsheng was killed in the Yunxi Mountains and was secretly sad. At this moment, all this turned into shock and bitterness.

Comparing with Liu Changsheng, wouldn’t I wasted decades of time?

"Senior brother, you are polite. If it weren't for the help of senior brother back then, it would be difficult for me to reach this day. There is no need to be polite between you and me!"

Liu Changsheng said this sentence with sincerity. During his seven years at Danyang Peak, Mo Yang taught him more weapons refining techniques and cultivation methods than Jin Hu. The storage bracelet that Mo Yang gave that day even helped him hide many secrets.

If Jin Hu was not killed, Mo Yang might have other purposes for giving him a storage bracelet. But even though he knew that Jin Hu had no idea of ​​life and death, he was willing to give him such a precious thing. It can only be said that Mo Yang is a kind person.

"This... OK! By the way, I heard that my junior brother fell in the Yunxi Mountains, and I was sad for a long time. I wonder how my junior brother survived the disaster!"

Hearing Liu Changsheng's words, Mo Yang hesitated for a moment, and did not insist on the change in the name between the two, but asked about what happened to Liu Changsheng back then.

"What happened back then is a long story. I heard a few days ago that Daimei Mountain was occupied by a large army of monsters. What is the situation? And how could the senior brother come to this Purple Smoke Mountain?"

"The sect used to distribute people in the Black Stone Mountains and Yunxi Mountains. It was originally intended to obtain more resources, but it was the biggest failure..."

Next, the two of them had a conversation.

After half an hour.

Looking at Liu Changsheng's figure moving away, Mo Yang felt mixed emotions.

Liu Changsheng actually gave him two precious breaking pills and three fourth-level demon pills. With these two breaking pills and three demon pills to help him, coupled with his many preparations over the years, it is almost certain to break through the bottleneck and condense the golden pill.

Turning his head and looking at the group of Nanyan City wandering cultivators lying on the ground, he felt a little more grateful.

Liu Changsheng kicked these people out, but did not take away the storage bags in their hands. It was obviously because he wanted to avenge himself and to leave him another opportunity.

As for the four disciples of the Tianshi Mansion, they were also kicked out by Liu Changsheng and would not wake up in a short period of time.

"Senior Brother Moyang is kind-hearted, I hope good people will be rewarded in the future!"

Hundreds of miles away, Liu Changsheng felt in his heart.

He originally wanted Mo Yang to go to the Great Chu Dynasty with him, but fortunately, when Mo Yang hit the bottleneck of the golden elixir, he helped him, but Mo Yang was unwilling to leave the Tianshi Mansion and did not want to lose his identity as a disciple of the Tianshi Mansion.

Just now, Mo Yang actually killed the two leaders among the group of scattered cultivators in Nanyan City and the man who took action to snatch the spiritual medicine, and then took away four disciples from the Tianshi Mansion who fainted and left the scene far away.

Mo Yang let these people go with kindness, wouldn’t he leave some enemies and disasters?

However, Mo Yang took advantage of the fact that four fellow disciples of the Tianshi Mansion fainted and took them away from the scene, which was also the right choice.

Everyone has their own way of doing things. There is nothing right or wrong with Mo Yang doing this. If it were Liu Changsheng, he would definitely kill these gangs of Nanyan City's wandering cultivators. After all, the other party not only wants to rob money but also kill people.

From the conversation just now, we can see that the Daimei Mountains were occupied by monsters that day. There were as many as six transformed demon kings in the army of monsters. The demon king led by him was an eighth-level mutant monster with powerful magical powers. The magic image he showed was a three-headed demon lion with golden retrievers. His magic power was not inferior to that of the great monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. He broke through the Daimei Mountain ban formation with one claw. The Supreme Elder Shangguan Jie, who came to reinforce the Heavenly Master Hall, was actually unable to defeat the demon body and was seriously injured. Shangguan Jie is a famous eight-star Heavenly Master. His magical powers are far from that of Shangguan Tai, the Supreme Elder of Daimei Mountain, and Lin Dong.

The strength of this army of monsters is too strong. If the disciples of Daimeishan are not completely wiped out, they will suffer heavy casualties and injuries. The spiritual veins in Daimeishan may be completely destroyed in the war. For long-term plans, Shangguan Jie ordered the disciples of Daimeishan to break through forcibly and temporarily abandon their foundation.

Even though there were a group of Supreme Elders and Yinyue Flying Boats to open the way and dozens of Jindan elders guarding them, the disciples of Daimei Mountain still left behind thousands of corpses. Now, the disciples who had lost the mountain gate have been scattered and placed in the other three holy places of the Heavenly Master Mansion. Moyang was arranged in the holy land of the Zizhu Mountain Range, and the northern foot of the Ziyan Mountain Range belonged to the territory ruled by the Zizhu Mountain Range.

Daimei Mountain, which has two Nascent Soul cultivators, was easily captured by the army of monsters. How could those immortal cultivators, Canglong City, and Nanyan City, block the attack of the army of monsters?

A sense of crisis arises naturally!

Liu Changsheng was thinking about his thoughts silently, but behind him, Yue'er was excitedly fiddling with spiritual weapons. These spiritual weapons were picked up from the ground just now. Most of them came from the casual cultivators in Nanyan City, and a few were objects in the hands of disciples of the Tianshi Mansion.

Worried that Nanyan City would be captured by the army of monsters and would meet the powerful Vajra Bull, Liu Changsheng did not choose the direction of Nanyan City, but took another route.

Nothing to say along the way!

Half a month later, in the outer area of ​​the southern Purple Smoke Mountains, there was no spiritual vein in a valley where only first-level monsters appeared within a radius of thousands of miles.

Two puppet warriors were waving their knives and axes in their hands to slash the hard cliffs, and the prototypes of the two caves began to appear.

At this speed, at most, two caves will take shape in one hour.

"Why should I stop here? What's fun here?"

Yue'er looked around, looking puzzled, and her curiosity about these two puppet warriors was gradually eroding.

Liu Changsheng replied dysfunctionally: "Can't you take the pair of beautiful horns on your head and hide them in your body?"

"cannot!"

Yue'er blurted out without thinking, frowned and asked, "Why should I hide my horns?"

"Your horns are priceless treasures. You can use them to refine alchemy and to refine magic weapons. If they are seen by the Nascent Soul monks with great magical powers, they may come to cut your horns and kill us two. Do you want to hide them?"

Liu Changsheng said with a solemn expression.

"This... you are not lying to me!"

Yue'er was shocked and couldn't help but reach out and touched the small horn on her forehead.

"How could I lie to you? Not to mention a Nascent Soul monk, even I liked this pair of horns so much that I wanted to cut off the alchemy. If it weren't for you, I was already a good friend, I would definitely feed you some poison, poison you, and then attack you!"

Liu Changsheng said seriously.

Yue'er is greedy and playful, has a simple mind and lives in the mountains and lakes. When facing monsters with low intelligence, she is not very dangerous. She is going to the world of monks. If she does not correct some of her behavior and gives her some reminders, she will definitely cause trouble.

"Poison? This..."

Yue'er's eyes were wide open, looking at Liu Changsheng up and down without knowing each other, instinctively taking two steps back, and getting farther away from Liu Changsheng.

This chapter is over. (To be continued.)
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