In an inconspicuous small cave, Mo Wenshuang and Ma Junqi were sitting cross-legged on the ground. At this time, both of them had their eyes closed and were doing exercises and regulating their breath.
About two hours later, Mo Wenshuang was the first to open his eyes. Looking at Ma Junqi who was still vomiting, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. After he saw himself using the Heaven-turning Seal, would he have any objections? But things had already happened.
Once it's done, it's irreversible. It just depends on the other person's character.
Although he only got along with Ma Junqi for one day, Mo Wenshuang felt that this man was very straightforward and not as pretentious as some monks. He acted like a brother and brother on the surface, but there was something behind his back.
While thinking about it, Ma Junqi also slowly opened his eyes. In comparison, he was much more seriously injured than Mo Wenshuang. The spirit summoning talisman he used previously had a certain backlash on his body. In addition, he was injured by the man in black robe.
It takes at least two or three months to heal.
Seeing the thoughtful look on Mo Wenshuang's face, Ma Junqi's thoughts changed slightly and he suddenly laughed lightly.
"Brother Mo, are you thinking about your ancient treasure?"
Hearing this, Mo Wenshuang was stunned for a moment, and then a strange color appeared on his face, but it disappeared in a flash.
"It must be that Mo is stingy. He almost lost his life because someone noticed what he was wearing, so that's why..."
Lowering his head and smiling bitterly, what happened to Yu Chengtai has almost become a lingering shadow in Mo Wenshuang's heart.
"Haha, Brother Mo, you can rest assured. Although I, Ma Junqi, am not a gentleman, I will never betray my friends."
Hearing the word friend, Mo Wenshuang was stunned. For so many years, no one in the Renhuang Palace had ever regarded him as a friend. Even the relationship between him and Yunyu was just mutual use.
"Do you, Taoist Master Ma, be willing to be my friend?"
"Why don't you want to? Although you and I have only known each other for a day, we have experienced great disasters. If we didn't cooperate with each other, we would have fallen into the hands of the devil. A gentleman can only be seen in times of crisis. Moreover, Ma feels
I have a close affinity with Brother Mo, and I, Ma Junqi, hereby solemnly swear that I will never speak out about the ancient treasure without Brother Mo's permission in this life."
Mo Wenshuang originally asked tentatively, but what she got in exchange was Ma Junqi's bold words.
"Hey..., it's true that Mo Mou judged a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. You don't have to be like this, fellow Taoist Ma. You may face endless monsters in the demon-sealing battlefield here. Even if fellow Taoist doesn't tell you about the ancient treasure,
Others may also find out."
Sighing softly, Mo Wenshuang felt extremely comfortable. Seeing that Ma Junqi looked very sincere, he nodded slightly and said.
"With Brother Mo's strength, his status in the Human Imperial Palace should be quite high, right? How come you are going to the Demon-Sealing Battlefield alone, and the master is not afraid that you will have an accident on the way?"
"It's a long story. Back then, an uncle from the same sect and I killed monsters on the way here. We didn't want to cause trouble. All the other sect members were killed by people from the demonic path, and I was the only one who survived."
Recalling the scene of that day when more than a dozen palace disciples were killed by Bai Tianji's blood cloud formation, Mo Wenshuang couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
"It turns out that Ma Mou also met several people in the demonic path along the way. It seems that the demon-sealing battlefield will not be peaceful again this time."
Listening to Mo Wenshuang's story, Ma Junqi looked solemn.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Ma, have you heard from the Wuliang Dao Sect? What is the purpose of coming to the Demon Sealing Battlefield?"
Ma Junqi shook his head slightly, with a confused look on his face.
"When I first came here, the sect just said that the demon ban was loosened and some monsters had escaped. They sent us disciples to kill them, and then high-level monks strengthened the ban. But we didn't expect this to be the result."
Mo Wenshuang lowered his head slightly, feeling that this matter was becoming more and more unusual. If it was simply to strengthen the restriction, since Dao Zong had already sent people, why did the Imperial Palace send people here? After a moment, he suddenly thought of
Something happened, and he suddenly raised his head and asked Ma Junqi:
"Fellow Taoist, do you know if Jile Temple has sent someone here?"
"I heard from my master that they seem to have sent someone here, but Jile Temple is far away from the demon-sealing battlefield, so they probably haven't arrived yet."
The doubts in his heart were answered, and Mo Wenshuang's face suddenly turned ugly. Seeing him like this, Ma Junqi was puzzled.
"Brother Mo, is there something wrong?"
"Fellow Daoist, I'm afraid we think things too simply. If ordinary restrictions are loosened, why do the three major forces send disciples here? If Mo Mou is not mistaken, the person who leads the Dao Sect has a cultivation level of at least
He is also in the state of liberation."
"Exactly, Ma came here with an uncle this time."
Looking at Mo Wenshuang in slight surprise, Ma Junqi seemed to understand something.
"It seems that this is just a prelude. As the situation develops, even the leaders of the three major forces may appear. Fellow Daoist Ma, we should be careful in the future and not do the impulsive things we did before."
What Mo Wenshuang was referring to was the two of them working together to kill hundreds of monsters.
"Hearing what Brother Mo said, Ma also felt a sense of uneasiness. I came here this time with the intention of having a good experience, but it seems like I'm going to be in trouble."
After stretching, Ma Junqi felt a little disappointed.
"It's better to recover from your injuries first. When you return to the sect's large team, you will be safer if there are monks in the liberation realm guarding you. As for the experience, there will be no shortage of it in the future."
Seeing the other party's disappointed expression, Mo Wenshuang smiled faintly and said comfortingly.
The two chatted about other things. At this time, Mo Wenshuang suddenly discovered that Ma Junqi had made much more achievements in spiritual practice than he did. After talking all night long, he benefited a lot.
However, the two of them did not mention a word about the martial arts within the sect. Most of the martial arts of the three major forces were based on the escape books they obtained and could be easily leaked to outsiders. Once they were found out, they would be punished by the sect.
Severe punishment may result in death.
Two months later, after Mo Wenshuang and Ma Junqi recuperated their bodies, they left the cave at the same time and continued to escape towards the demon-sealing battlefield.
With the previous lessons learned, they no longer dared to provoke groups of monsters. They were cautious along the way. The closer they got to the demon-sealing battlefield, the more monsters appeared, including many with powerful cultivation.
On this day, Ma Junqi met three fellow disciples. After meeting them immediately, he returned to the team of Wuliang Dao Sect, said goodbye to Mo Wenshuang reluctantly, and disappeared into the distance in the blink of an eye.
Being alone again, Mo Wenshuang felt a sense of loss in his heart, and his forward speed also slowed down a lot. One day half a month later, while he was flying with his sword in mid-air, he suddenly heard a roar from the ground, and at the same time a melodious sound.
The bell rings.
Upon hearing the sound of the bell, Mo Wenshuang's first reaction was Xiao Jingxuan's Eight Spirit Bell. Did this woman escape from the hands of two demonic monks of the same level?
Thinking of this, he stepped on the flying sword and galloped towards the place where the sound came from.