Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Although Tianwu City has become a trapped city, some industrial chains have emerged at the city gate, the most numerous of which are various restaurants.

This is because there are too many people trapped in the city, but they also have some relatives, friends and even masters outside. In order to keep them alive, or to collect some clues about the demon in Tianwu City, there are always people lingering at the city gate.

As these people increased, businessmen saw opportunities and an industrial chain emerged.

At this moment, in a restaurant, many monks were drinking quietly, but from their occasional glances at the avenue outside the city gate, it was not difficult to see that although they seemed calm, they were actually a little anxious in their hearts.

"Brother Chen, it has been almost two months, and no sect has sent anyone to deliver the goods. I am afraid no one will be willing to do this anymore. After all, it is too dangerous.

So I think we should go back to the sect!"

A cultivator spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"No, Junior Sister Qian'er is the headmaster's only daughter. She left last time to steal the credit and never came back. It's been such a long time since she came back.

If I can get in touch with her this time, the headmaster will definitely look at me differently!

This is an opportunity for me to move up and I definitely can’t miss it!”

The man called "Senior Brother Chen" spoke in a deep voice.

"Brother Chen, if it really doesn't work, we can just go and capture some young monks or mortals to deliver the letter!

With our means, I don't think they would dare to refuse!" said another monk in a low voice.

"Junior Brother Song, are you crazy?"

"We are disciples of the Guangming Sect, and we uphold the principles of justice. How can we do such evil things and harm others?!"

On the other side, a monk's expression changed slightly and he couldn't help but scold.

The Song cultivator's face changed slightly. He turned around and glanced at Senior Brother Chen, but saw that he didn't say a word. Then he immediately smiled and coughed, "Ahem... I was just talking. Senior Brother Ning, why are you so serious..."

"Humph! As a disciple of the Guangming Sect, you must be upright. Don't even think about it, let alone say it!

Next time, don’t call me senior brother!

Although my cultivation level is not high, I think I am upright and I don't want my fellow disciples to do evil things!" Ning Chuan snorted.

"Alright, what to do is my business, it's not your turn to worry about me. If you feel annoyed, you can just go back to the sect first!"

Senior Brother Chen waved his hands impatiently and couldn't help looking out the window, but soon his eyes lit up.

"Brother Chen, someone is delivering supplies!"

At the same time, the monk named Song spoke with a look of surprise.

Upon hearing this, all the monks looked towards the official road outside the window, and saw an ox cart slowly approaching, heading towards the Tianwu city gate.

"Brother, it is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. It seems that God still favors us!"

A cultivator spoke with a smile, and Senior Brother Chen's expression improved a lot. He immediately jumped up and flew out of the window.

Upon seeing this, the other monks from the Guangming Sect followed suit.

The scarred man driving the ox cart is naturally Mo Fan after he used Yi Xiang Fu.

The reason why he used the Yi Xiang Fu was because he did not want to be recognized by the Six Desires Demon Lord.

The so-called Six Desires Demon Lord was none other than Yin Qingtian of the former Xuantian Sect.

In the past, after Yin Qingtian was hunted down in vain by the two ancestors of the Sun and Moon Holy Sect, he went into hiding. Later, he wanted to kill Mo Fan several times, but instead heard that Mo Fan had become a direct disciple of the Tianxuan Holy Land.

Yin Qingtian was naturally not convinced, so he spread rumors everywhere, saying that Mo Fan was a spy of the evil sect. After the top leaders of Tianxuan Holy Land learned of this, they conducted a thorough investigation on Mo Fan, but they did not find any problems.

Instead, they thoroughly investigated Yin Qingtian's Seven Emotions and Six Desires, and naturally all the events in the previous cities of chaos were also exposed.

Tianxuan Holy Land is one of the leading righteous places in the Divine Realm. How could it watch such a demon go unpunished and spread rumors about its own disciples?

So with a single order, Yin Qingtian was defined as the Lord of Six Desires, the real big devil.

From that moment on, Yin Qingtian was hunted down by all the righteous monks in the world. He became increasingly destitute and finally had no way to enter Tianwu City. He held the lives of all the people in the city at risk, and the Tianxuan Holy Land did not dare to act rashly.

Therefore, the Tianxuan Holy Land actually knew very well what was going on in Tianwu City, but they were worried that the situation would escalate, so they had not made it public.

As the direct disciple of Xuan Mo of Tianxuan Holy Land, Mo Fan was naturally very clear about all of this.

However, he did not expect that Tianshui Zhenren would ask him to deal with Yin Qingtian. After all, his cultivation had not yet entered the Nascent Soul stage, and he would not be Yin Qingtian's opponent no matter how you looked at it.

But Mo Fan understood that Tianshui Zhenren didn't really want him to die, otherwise he wouldn't have lent him the Tianshui Seal.

No matter from which perspective, Mo Fan felt that he had to come here, and it was indeed time to settle the cause and effect of the past.

When he was less than ten feet away from the city gate, a group of monks descended from the sky and blocked his way.

"Moo-"

The old ox pulling the cart growled and stopped unconsciously.

"mortal?"

The cultivators were all surprised when they saw Mo Fan, because they did not feel any spiritual power fluctuation from Mo Fan.

"Greetings, little brother. We are disciples of the Guangming Sect. I am Chen He, the third senior brother of the Guangming Sect!"

"Excuse me, are you going to Tianwu City to deliver supplies?"

Chen He led a group of monks to stop the ox cart and spoke to the scarred driver on the ox cart with a smile.

Mo Fan frowned slightly and asked calmly, "Why are you stopping me?"

"I have a friend in Tianwu City, I would like to invite..."

"Sorry, not available."

Before Chen He could finish his words, Mo Fan interrupted him impatiently, then swung the whip in his hand and whipped the cow's butt hard, saying indifferently: "Everyone, I still need to deliver supplies, please make way!"

Chen He's face stiffened slightly, and Junior Brother Song stood up for him. He immediately took a step forward, stretched out one hand, and pressed forward with spiritual power. The old ox pulling the cart was instantly shocked, and then it knelt on the ground involuntarily.

"Boy, did you see that?"

"We are immortals. Are you, a mere mortal, really going to reject us?"

The monk sneered repeatedly and looked at Mo Fan with cold eyes, which were full of threats.

Mo Fan was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary person, I have no power to help."

"Boy, you really don't want to drink the wine..."

The monk surnamed Song was furious and was about to take action, but his hand was grabbed by Ning Chuan as soon as he raised it.

"Junior Brother Song, have you forgotten what I just said?"

Ning Chuan looked at the monk surnamed Song coldly, and then apologized to Mo Fan: "My dear brother, I'm sorry, we really need your help in an emergency."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Mo Fan still didn't appreciate it. He pulled the rope and the old ox immediately stood up, turned around and walked around the few people, continuing to walk towards the city gate.

"This guy……"

Chen He's face suddenly darkened upon seeing this, and he winked at Junior Brother Song beside him. The latter immediately understood and chased after him.

"Junior Brother Song!"

Ning Chuan's face changed slightly when he saw this, and when he was about to chase after him, he was blocked by Chen He.

"Junior Brother Ning, I just asked Junior Brother Song to plead for mercy, isn't that okay?"

"Or do you not want us to find the whereabouts of Junior Sister Qian'er?"

On the other side, the monk named Song caught up with the ox cart in just a few steps, jumped up immediately, and slapped Mo Fan in the face with his hand.

"You scoundrel, die!"

Mo Fan didn't even look at this guy. He flicked his finger and a drop of liquid sank into the center of the brow of the monk named Song. The latter's body instantly paused in the air and then fell to the ground, dead!

As the monks behind him exclaimed, Mo Fan had already driven the ox cart slowly into Tianwu City!