The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

As soon as Qi Mo entered, a person came outside the library, and Wen Shang was with him.

"Elder, should we let Qi Mo come out?" Wen Shang glanced at the elder's face.

"No need." The elder stared at Zangshu Pavilion for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Is this the disciple of Lefeng who won the first place in the Immortal World Conference?"

Wen Shang nodded.

The elder was silent for a while, and then said to him: "When he comes out of the library, you and he come to the main peak to meet me."

Wen Shang, who was still doing nothing at first, paused, and the fan he held between his fingers almost slipped, his expression became serious, and he nodded solemnly, "The disciple understands."

The elder gave him a satisfied look and walked away.

After he turned around, Wen Shang quickly crushed a sound transmission stone and passed a sentence to Qi Mo.

At this moment, Qi Mo was reading a remnant book that included the fourth-level puppet art, so even if Wen Shang's voice sounded in his ears, he only frowned slightly for a moment, and then continued to immerse himself in the book.

After learning the fourth-level puppet technique, Qi Mo can create a clone of himself and give it half of his strength.Thinking of the increasingly chaotic current situation in the cultivation world, Qi Mo only felt that his current strength was completely insufficient.

Backlight Mirror said before that there are monks from foreign lands who have taken a fancy to them. If those people make up their minds to attack now, they will not even have room to resist. Besides, there are many people from the three races of humans, monsters and monsters colluding with those monks from foreign lands. together.

He stayed here for a whole day, until the sky was filled with broken stars, and then he walked to his residence under the bright white moonlight.

Wen Shang had been waiting in the room for a long time. At this moment, he propped his head on one hand, and kept fiddling with a fan on the table with the other. His brows were also frowning, which was completely different from his usual self.

Qi Mo stepped into the house, closed the door, and Wen Shang rushed to him like flying, "Have you received my voice transmission today?"

"It means that the master has taken a fancy to me and wants to train me." Qi Mo walked over and sat down, poured himself a cup of tea on the table, and looked at Wen Shang anxiously while drinking, "What's wrong? "

Wen Shang was in a complicated mood. He opened his mouth twice and didn't know what to say. He sat next to Qi Mo and struggled for a while before hesitating: "You must not know the cause of Ling Qiu's death. I have been in the sect for a long time. Got some secrets."

Wen Shang's face was strange, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes, "The head of the sect colluded with the monks from the outer domain, trying to destroy this cultivation world and achieve himself... Ling Qiu is the container he used to transform the real devil energy during his cultivation, and now this The person was replaced by you." After he finished speaking, he was a little worried and said, "I only said this because I regarded you as a friend."

Knowing his kindness to him, Qi Mo thanked him with a smile on his face, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, "The one who should come can't hide, when will we go there?"

Wen Shang said everything he could say, but seeing that Qi Mo didn't care too much, he just sighed in his heart and stopped trying to persuade him, "Tomorrow."

Qi Mo nodded, took a sip of tea, looked at the teacup in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

On the second day, Qi Mo went to the suzerain's peak with Wen Shang after finishing his morning class on the main peak.

Dan Yangzi had been waiting in the hall for a long time, when he saw them go in, he greeted them with a smile.Before Qi Mo could react, he felt a wave of divine consciousness sweeping across his body, and the strong coercion made him turn pale.

Danyangzi is a monk who crossed the catastrophe, so he had no intention of restraining his spiritual power when investigating his little Nascent Soul, so when his consciousness was withdrawn, Qi Mo was already in a cold sweat.

"Not bad." Dan Yangzi stretched out his hand to pat Qi Mo's shoulder with a smile, "The bone age is only twenty, but he has already cultivated in the late stage of Nascent Soul, which is really good."

Qi Mo smiled back at him with an ugly face, cupped his hands and said, "The head master is absurd. Compared with all the senior brothers, I am just luckier."

"The most indispensable thing for a cultivator happens to be luck. You are now the most qualified among the new disciples. I want to accept you as a disciple. Are you willing?" Dan Yangzi asked, but his tone was quite Having already made up his mind, he looked at Qi Mo's eyes shining on the top of his head, as if he was thinking about something important.

Qi Mo was taken aback for a moment, but felt that it was exactly what he wanted, and hurriedly said respectfully: "It is my honor to be the disciple of the master. Master, please accept my disciple's worship." After he finished speaking, he was about to kneel down, but Seeing that Danyangzi raised his right hand lightly, Qi Mo felt a gust of wind under his knees supporting him to stand up straight, "You don't need to be too polite, just follow me."

Qi Mo followed behind him, turning his head slightly to take a look at Wen Shang, the man paused with his outstretched hand, and stood back to his original place.

"Teacher, you are practicing here." Dan Yangzi took Qi Mo to a side hall beside him, there was a pool of spiritual spring inside, and there was a stone platform in the middle of the pool, Dan Yangzi pointed to the stone platform and said.

Qi Mo felt the spiritual energy continuously pouring up from the pool, and couldn't help moving his fingers slightly, "Thank you, Master."

Dan Yangzi looked at the undisguised joy and gratitude on Qi Mo's face, smiled sarcastically in his heart, waved his hands, and left.

The stone door closed behind him, and Qi Mo's toes lightly landed on the stone platform. He sat cross-legged, glanced around to make sure there was nothing wrong with it, and then closed his eyes and began to circulate the spiritual energy.

Dan Yangzi felt that the aura in the door began to gather, and a satisfied look appeared on his face. He waved his hand to call for a person, and said, "Go and prepare ten herbs for refining the scriptures soup."

The man took the order to leave, Dan Yangzi looked at Shimen and sighed before he was willing to leave.

"Hey, what the hell kind of place is this?" Liu Duye casually pressed his sword against the neck of a demon cultivator.

Ever since he came to the Demon Realm, he has been affected by the full of demon energy here. Although most of the karmic fire has been suppressed by him, the remaining one still makes him feel chest pain and dizziness from time to time.

So according to Qi Mo's instructions, he came to the place where the Demon Sword Crossing Evil might be hidden, but he searched the vicinity four or five times, but he didn't see any shadow of the sword.

On the contrary, there was a big monster riot/chaos here, and he evacuated helplessly. As a result, he was implicated by a self-destructing monster halfway and fell into a cave.

It was dark here, and there were a lot of magic crystals. He searched inside and found a few miners who were mining magic crystals.

Along the way, Liu Duye was very restless, so when he saw people, he didn't want to talk to them, so he planned to use violence/force to ask them directly.

Simply these people don't have any backbone, as soon as they see the sword, they will attack everything.

This place is half a demon world away from where Liudu came at night.

Liu Duye was a little disappointed. He looked at the sound transmission stone in his hand, intending to send a message to Qi Mo, but considering the distance between the two of them, the message might not be able to pass through.

He couldn't help but swung his sword around twice randomly, and the magic crystals around the mine fell off, and the miners who were mechanically mining had their eyes lit up, and hurried over to pick them up.

When he got to the side of the magic crystal, he timidly looked at Liu Duye's face again.

The man was very irritable now, and he stared at the miner impatiently, "Pick it up!" He sat on the ground angrily, slashing around with his sword.

It's been more than a month, and he hasn't communicated with Qi Mo, and they haven't been doing well since they got together, so they have to endure the days of being alone.

but……

Liu Duye stood up, looked at the magic crystals built in the cracks of the stone with a persistent sword, and cut off many more, picked two pure and beautiful ones, and put them into the storage bag.

After waiting for a while, he asked unwillingly, "Do you know where the devil's sword is?"

The mine fell silent for a while, and several miners looked at each other, their eyes rolled, and finally shook their heads unanimously.

Liudu Yeyuan didn't report any hope. Now that he got a negative answer, he just got discouraged for a second and walked out.

He wants to find some fruit to fill his stomach.

In the evening, Liu Duye sat alone outside the mine, looking at the dark moon in the distance, fiddling with the sword in his hand in boredom.

"System, are you also unable to determine the location of the magic sword?"

【I can only confirm the task address given inside the system, but not the location of this sword】

Liu Duye still wanted to ask something, when he felt a rustling sound behind him, a miner poked his head out from the grass and smiled at Liu Duye.

"Senior, I know where Du'er is."

Liu Duye stared at him for a long while, until a hint of panic appeared on the man's dark face, "Where is it?"

The miner leaned over and looked around like a thief. After making sure that there was no one there, he lowered his voice and said, "In the dry place next to the demon palace, my ancestors served by the demon lord before. He told me."

Liu Duye frowned and thought for a while, then pulled him up together and asked, "Then what condition do you have?"

"This..." The miner's eyes swept across Liu Duye's face, and he hesitated and said, "Senior, you just need to take me out of this mine."

How could things be so simple, Liu Duye looked him up and down, "How can I take you out?"

"We all have a ring on our hands. Only monks above Nascent Soul can open it. Senior is the God Transformation, this trivial matter..." He chuckled and stretched out his wrist with a stern face.

Liu Duye inspected the bracelet and found nothing wrong with it, so he pushed the miner to stand up straight.

The miner was still smiling, but when he saw Liu Duye raised his sword and was about to cut it off without any protection, his face turned pale, his legs trembled like chaff, and his whole body almost went limp.

"Senior..." the miner cried pitifully with a mournful face.

But Liu Duye hooked the corner of his lips, and the edge of the sword fell down.

The miner fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

"No way!" Liu Duye walked over and lifted him up, "You're so timid." He shook the person in his hand twice, "You're not dead!"

The miner trembled and cried: "I'm not dead." The ring on his hand was gone, and there were no traces left, but the miner felt his heart beating wildly, and felt that half of his life was gone.

"Go, take me to find the sword."

When the miner's eyes were dark, he didn't really want to follow.

After walking for about five days, the two saw a palace hidden among the cliffs. The protruding walls of the palace were the same color as the mountain wall, and they were all pitch black.

"Senior, that's... that's right there." The miner pointed to a big black hole.