Ancestor of Magic

After quarreling with Jin Lin, Mo Yunxi, who returned to the Mo family, looked at the red tents and lanterns in the hall, and thought of that person again.

"I'm back." At this moment, Mo Zhihen's voice sounded from behind.

Mo Yunxi turned back, bowed and said, "I'm worried about what happened today, I don't know the Wang family..."

"Just come back safely. Where is the Wang family? You don't have to worry. It's not your fault. It's just that your marriage with Miss Wang's family may be delayed." Mo Zhihen said with regret.

"Why?"

"I heard that Tianfeng has started to recruit students once in a thousand years, and all disciples from hundreds of families can participate. Father, let you and me go to Tianfeng tomorrow."

"If you want to enter the Tianquan sect, I heard that you have to reach a certain level of self-cultivation before you can be selected. Those who go here should not be underestimated." Mo Yunxi said with some concern.

"Hey!" Mo Zhihen also frowned slightly, and sighed: "Who says it's not! I heard that every year, thousands of people go there, and in the end, only a dozen people are elected."

After talking for a while, the two of them left home in the early morning of the next day and set off early, while Bai Mohan was also sent out by Mu Fengchen, similarly, unwillingly, he went to Tianquan .

The people I met along the way, some were full of fighting spirit and confident, and some looked sad, sighed, and looked like they had lost before they even started.

The Tianquan Sect rose before the Wu Family, but they never participated in any disputes. However, the disciples who practiced under their sect were among the best in the world, just like the current Wu Family, after they left the Tianquan Sect. , resounded throughout the rivers and lakes overnight.

Bai Mohan, in the tea shed on the road, originally just wanted to have a cup of tea and continue on the road, but he heard the person at the next table chatting about Tianquanpai.

One of them said with an all-knowing appearance: "This Tianquan sect is located on the top of the green hill. According to legend, it has been shrouded in fairy fog for many years. Usually, it is impossible to see its path clearly, and no one dares to break in privately. Only Every year when new disciples start, they will dispel the fog and show their way, and they can reach the steps of the palace gate, at least tens of thousands, and they can't forget their heads at a glance."

One of them immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, I have heard that the original tens of thousands of steps are nothing to people like us, but anyone who can fly with a sword, They can go up easily, but the Tianquan Sect has such an unwritten rule."

As the man spoke, he deliberately lowered his voice, so that the people listening at the same table looked curious and poked their heads over. Seeing that he was pretending to be mysterious, someone said eagerly: "Quickly, what is it?" Regulation."

Seeing that everyone was curious about what he said, the man smiled triumphantly, "All those who go up the mountain to study for a teacher must go up step by step, and all those who fly with swords cannot even enter the front door, let alone participate. There's an election."

"Ah! So many steps, walking up step by step, wouldn't that kill me?"

"That's right! Hey!"

After hearing that person's words, the others all sighed, and there was only one word bad to describe their faces.

Bai Mohan heard it interesting, so he deliberately listened to it for a while, but after listening, he felt that it was not interesting, so he put down his money and continued on his way.

He also knew that what the man said was not hearsay, after all, he had stayed there before.

People everywhere follow the rules, there are more rules than people, it is very boring, and there is no fun at all, but now, it is hard to come out!Mu Fengchen pushed him in again.

"Hey!"

Thinking of this, Bai Mohan sighed, his whole body was downcast, looking like he had no love in his life.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the forest. Judging from the movement, there should be five or six people. Moreover, the forest is full of evil spirits.

Bai Mohan frowned, and headed towards the direction of the fight, only to see several people in yellow clothes and dark red ones attacking the person whose back was facing.

The people in these two clothes should be from the Jin family and the Zuka family, so it must not be easy for the two families to make a move together.

When the man turned his head, the familiar face hit Bai Mohan's brain, "Gong Xiaoxuan." How could he be here.

Bai Mohan squatted on the tree, seeing that the two juniors had already fallen below, if they continued to entangle, it would be...

Thinking of this, Bai Mohan lightly scratched the palm of his hand, put his hands together, and recited the mantra: "Use my blood to sacrifice the soul of the living, eat ghosts, make them demons, possess them as puppets, and use them all for their own use. Come quickly."

Hearing his incantation, Gong Xiaoxuan jumped up and came towards Bai Mohan, but the members of the two families also chased after him.

In order not to be discovered by them, Bai Mohan had to set up a barrier to prevent them from entanglement.

Originally, the small barrier stopped the two juniors, and it was no problem.

But at this moment, Jin Lin, carrying the sword Yuanhong with him, fell from the sky and shattered its barrier.

Bai Mohan cast a spell to suppress his demonic nature, and took him away as quickly as possible, but was discovered by Jin Lin, who drew his sword and accidentally injured him.

He even met Zhong Chen head-on, but at this time, Bai Mohan turned himself into a sword with a blindfold, and without a good practice, he would definitely not be able to see his real body.

Bai Mohan, who was able to get rid of after entangled with the two, was also very annoyed, and immediately started fighting with the enemy. He didn't know how long he could keep his identity a secret. Clearly, the most urgent task is to send Gong Xiaoxuan away first.

And the two shot at the same time, and the two who failed to stop him both frowned and looked at each other, as if they knew what was in each other's mind.

There was a sly smile on the corner of Jin Lin's mouth, and he thought to himself: "Very good, Demon Lord, you're back, the ten-year-old account seems to be settled soon."

Bringing Gong Xiaoxuan back to the Bone Cave where he practiced before, Bai Mohan was relieved, but looking at Gong Xiaoxuan in front of him, he still couldn't figure it out.

The demon world was sealed by him at the moment of his death, why, today, Gong Xiaoxuan would appear here, full of hostility.

From his inexplicable resurrection without knowing the reason, to the matter of Gong Xiaoxuan now, Bai Mohan has a bad premonition.

He guessed without surprise, there must be someone behind this matter, but who would want him to be resurrected, and what does his resurrection represent.

All these unknown things make Bai Mohan very puzzled, but the only thing he can be sure of is that the present peace is probably coming to an end soon.

It's just that he didn't know that this bloody storm would erupt at that moment, and he didn't even know how he would reappear in this world.