Nine Heavens

Chapter 112

Mo Ye’s move immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. Several of them frowned tightly and looked rather unkind after seeing Mo Ye taking the white paper away.

Many people present maintained a lively attitude about this. Although they were a little self-conscious and unqualified to accept this task with their strength, the rewards for this task were too rich, compared to the deacon a year ago. The search mission that Tang sent out was even worse.

This task is extremely difficult, and there may be a risk of death. They were even more interested when they felt that the Cultivation Base emitted by Mo Ye only had the late stage of Spirit Realm.

Among the disciples who were present, there were several cultivators at the pinnacle of the spiritual realm. For the disciples at the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm, Mo Ye’s behavior was obviously hitting them in the face, how could they swallow this breath?

Immediately, a handsome young man walked out of the crowd and stopped in front of Mo Ye. He said with a gloomy face: “Boy, you may not be too arrogant! This task is clearly prepared for the brothers of Lingdong Realm. You What qualifications does the disciple of the Ning Ling Realm late stage have to accept?”

With that said, the young man burst out his own Cultivation Base, and the Reinforcement that belonged to the peak of the Condensation Realm suddenly pressed towards Mo Ye.

After Mo Ye got the news of Shi Qingfeng’s disappearance, he was very anxious. At this moment, seeing the boy standing in front of him, his face instantly became extremely gloomy: “Go away!”

“Okay, you are a late stage cultivator of the Spirit Realm, and you dare to challenge me Chen Sheng!” The young Chen Sheng smiled without anger, raising his fist and slamming towards Mo Ye.

In this punch of Chen Sheng, there is Spirit Power that belongs to the cultivator of the peak of the spiritual realm. If Mo Ye’s Cultivation Base is really the late stage of the spiritual realm, then this attack is absolutely choking.

However, the aura of the late stage of the Spirit Realm was only exuded by Mo Ye deliberately. He hides his own Cultivation Base. In fact, his real Cultivation Base is nearly a big Realm higher than the boy named Chen Sheng.

Mo Ye snorted and greeted Chen Sheng with a punch. As soon as the fists of the two touched, a force belonging to the cultivator of the spiritual realm refining silently penetrated into Chen Sheng’s fist.

Chen Sheng’s expression instantly changed. After colliding with Mo Ye’s fist, he felt an incomparably powerful force seeping into his fist.

Only a crisp sound was heard, and traces of blood spread around Chen Sheng’s fist. His fist was already distorted into a distorted form at this moment.

The next moment, Chen Sheng flew to the back and fell into the crowd. Everyone recovered from this sudden change, and suddenly found that Chen Sheng was sitting on the ground at this time, his face gripping own fist in pain.

After seeing this scene, these people who were still watching the excitement changed their eyes to Mo Ye.

Among them, Chen Sheng was in the forefront of strength. But even if Chen Sheng had such strength, he was retired by Mo Ye with a punch, so what level of Mo Ye’s strength had reached?

Mo Ye quietly looked at the people around him, and said lightly: “Don’t stop me from doing the task!”

After listening, the people around subconsciously stepped aside and made way for Mo Ye.

Mo Ye walked out of the crowd and immediately urged Yufengbu, disappearing into everyone’s eyes in an instant.

After Mo Ye left, these people also began to talk.

“Who is that person just now? He actually quit Chen Sheng with a punch!”

“It should be the last disciple! But why didn’t I see him in the last Inner Sect competition?”

“It seems that I did not see him appear in the selection of the United Grand Competition.”

Just as these people talked more and more intensely, an old man walked into the deacon hall. These disciples, who were originally very excited about talking, immediately closed their mouths after seeing the old man, and the interior of the deacon hall instantly became quiet.

The old man glanced at the disciples around him, and asked: “The search mission just released, no one will pick it up!”

“Someone just took that task. His strength is so strong that he even knocked Chen Sheng back. It should be an inner disciple!” A disciple immediately replied.

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man, and he immediately recovered his calm: “Now the situation has changed. I have modified this search task, and only the disciples of Lingdong Realm can join!”

The old man took out a rolled up piece of white paper from his sleeve and placed it on the bookshelf. Without asking who was the one who just took the task, he hurriedly left.

After everyone saw the old man left, the invisible pressure also disappeared without a trace. They leaned forward one after another, opened the rolled white paper, and a scribbled handwriting suddenly appeared in their eyes.

“Looking for the missing disciple Shi Qingfeng at the Yueshan Gate, now we have gathered 20 disciples of the Spirit Realm, and follow the Elder of the Spirit Realm to the area where they may appear. This mission is extremely dangerous. I hope you can do your best. Complete the reward, 1,000 Spirit Stones, one thousand two hundred Sect contributions!”

Not only has the difficulty of receiving the task increased, but the rewards of the task have also been enriched a lot. It seems that the urgency of this task is more serious than they thought.

“Elder leads the team, is it possible that this task will be extremely risky?”

“It seems so. Otherwise, you only need to organize your own team to go. Elder leads the team, maybe this mission is enough to threaten the life of the cultivator below the spiritual realm!”

While these people were talking about it, Mo Ye had already walked out of the Yueshan Gate and hurried towards the area where Shi Qingfeng was going to recruit disciples.

“Brother Qingfeng, don’t have an accident!” Mo Ye shouted silently in his heart. The past life and Shi Qingfeng’s experience flashed in his mind.

Shi Qingfeng took good care of him in his previous life, and looked like his elder brother. Over the past few years, under the pressure of Wang Yishan, he has been cultivating frantically, and he has not understood much about Shi Qingfeng. If Shi Qingfeng had an accident this time, he would definitely feel guilty for a lifetime!

After half a day, Mo Ye entered a forest. The woods looked very ordinary, but Mo Ye felt an extremely strong smell of blood inside it. It was the discovery of this smell that Mo Ye rushed towards the woods without hesitation.

When Mo Ye entered the woods, he was immediately shocked by the sight in his eyes.

In front of him, there was a pool of blood, and bright red blood splashed on the surrounding trees, dyeing the trunks of these trees red.

Mo Ye walked towards the pool of blood, and suddenly, his eyes condensed. In that pool of blood, he saw a figure wearing the costume of a disciple of Yueshanmen, but at this time, that piece of clothing had become tattered.

Suddenly, Mo Ye had a bad foreboding of one or four hundred in his heart. He walked over quickly, and a familiar face appeared in his eyes.

Shi Qingfeng!

Mo Ye’s chest suddenly became a little stuffy, he walked to Shi Qingfeng’s side in a daze, put his fingers in his nostrils, but couldn’t feel a breath.

“Brother Qingfeng!” Mo Ye’s eyes instantly turned red, and he couldn’t believe that Shi Qing Summit had fallen here.

After a long time, Mo Ye returned to calm. But when he looked at Shi Qingfeng’s corpse, his nose was a bit sorrowful.

Shi Qingfeng’s right hand clenched tightly, and Mo Ye saw a bloody jade between the gaps in his palm.

“Leave the sound jade!” Mo Ye drew the jade that Shi Qingfeng was holding tightly from his hand, and poured a trace of Spirit Power into it. The next moment, Shi Qingfeng’s familiar voice came out of Liuyinyu.

“I… was attacked… black robe, with a blood… bloody evil spirit painted on the back, they seized the house… be careful!”

After Mo Ye heard these words, a monstrous killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Wanxie League!