The Peak of Rebirth

After Udi's persistent routine, Yin Mohan couldn't hold back his enthusiasm, so he could only roughly talk about his identity.

Yin Mohan is the only adopted son and direct disciple of the head of the Wanjian Sect, the head of the three major sects. He is a monk with a single spiritual root of the mutant ice system. He has already condensed golden core at the age of a hundred.

genius.

The rest of Yin Mohan didn't say much, and Udi tactfully didn't ask much.

"Brother Han, where are you going next?"

As soon as the time limit of one year is up, the teleportation array will be opened soon. "

At this time, Yin Mohan and Qin Dingtian were flying with their swords together. Udi's question made Yin Mohan look at the place where the crowd gathered not far ahead. Suddenly, he saw the eye-catching fellow who marked the Wanjian sect at a glance. , Those people were wearing blind clothes and blue clothes, each carrying a long sword, and there were only a few monks wearing white clothes and carrying white swords.

"Huh? What is Brother Han looking at?"

"nothing?"

Although he sensed that Yin Mohan's mood was a bit wrong, seeing the other party shaking his head and saying nothing, Udi could only keep his mouth shut, but his eyes followed the direction Yin Mohan was looking at.

"Are those monks from Brother Han's sect?" Udi blinked his pure eyes, pretending to be pure.

"Um"

Yin Mohan was in a bit of a dilemma. Although Udi and the others had just met, he felt that they were very friendly to him, but he had to go back to the gathering place of the sect. How should he introduce these people to the people in the sect?

Yin Mohan has been cultivating since he was a child, and he rarely socializes with others. In addition to his naturally cold temperament, he has no friends at all.Moreover, there is a lot of competition in the sect. As the adopted son and direct disciple that the head of the sect places the most high hopes on, there are countless pairs of eyes in the sect coveting his position and jealous of his identity.

Moreover, Yin Mohan also felt that those senior brothers hated him very much. If he hadn't worked hard and practiced hard since he was a child, he would have been bullied many times. In addition to this trip to the secret realm, he would never have imagined that his senior brothers The juniors would join forces to attack him unexpectedly, and even wanted to stop him to death!Fortunately, he was carrying a treasure to save his life in a critical moment, otherwise, now he is afraid...

Thinking of this, Yin Mohan's cold eyes flashed a gleam of coldness. He is usually not very talkative and does not like to be competitive with others, but it does not mean that he will let others bully him. .

However, at this moment, he was still worrying about how Udi and the others should arrange it.

Just when Yin Mohan was struggling, a voice from the man who had been taciturn and seemed to be called Qin Ding suddenly came to his ears.

The voice of the purple-clothed man in the sky.

"Yin Daoyou, since you are going back to the sect, let's say goodbye here."

Hearing this, Yin Mohan's heart trembled!

For some reason, he always felt that Qin Dingtian, a man with a mysterious identity, always had a weird feeling towards him, indifference mixed with strong alienation, alienation but also a touch of concern.

"Since that's the case, fellow Daoist Qin, Wu..."

"Brother Han, call me Xiaojin."

Yin Mohan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded in agreement, "Xiaojin, and these two fellow Taoists, let's say goodbye here, and we will meet later

Yin Mohan controlled the flying sword and was about to turn around, but there was a sudden pause, he hurriedly turned his head, his cold eyes looked back inexplicably and called Qin Dingtian to stop him.

Being stared at so defenselessly by those cold eyes almost identical to Han Yuan's, Qin Dingtian's fingertips hidden in his cuffs trembled slightly again.

"Meeting today is a chance. If you don't dislike it, you can keep this. If you need help in the future, you can send me a message at any time."

As soon as the words fell, a shining object came from the sky. Yin Mohan's expression changed slightly, and he quickly raised his hand to catch it. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was a high-grade ten-thousand-mile communication talisman.

Yin Mohan is not a complicated person, and he never speculates or suspects people with good intentions, so he directly puts the messenger talisman into the space question ring, stands tall on the flying sword, and gently speaks to Qin Dingtian After taking a step, he raised his voice slightly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, there will be a meeting later."

"There will be a period later!"

Watching Yin Mohan leave with Yujian, he flew towards the gathering place of the teleportation circle.

"Let's go."

Qin Dingtian withdrew his gaze, and after saying a few words, he turned around and walked away towards the other sword.

Udi looked at the white figure of Feijian walking into the crowd of Wanjian Sect, and looked a little worried, but seeing that Qin Dingtian's figure had already flown away, he couldn't help but sighed helplessly, and immediately turned around and chased after him quickly.

"Yo! Junior brother, you are back! Our senior brothers have been waiting for several days without seeing you, and thought you... I didn't expect that junior brother is safe and sound, so we are really happy and congratulated!"

When Yin Mohan returned to the gathering place of the sect, he heard a sharp sarcasm in a surprised tone.

Yin Mohan looked expressionlessly. Among the disciples of Wan Jianzong, among the monks in white robes, was a handsome young man with eyes full of evil eyes.

The cold voice of "Second Senior Brother" does not contain a trace of waves 9

"Hmph! You're lucky!" The blind man called Second Senior Brother seemed very disgusted no matter how he tried

Yin Mohan, who is so cynic and sarcastic, without the slightest emotional ups and downs, although Yin Mohan has always had this frosty look since he was a child, but every time this person can always show a calm attitude under their wanton provocation, it is really hateful very!

Hearing this, Yin Mohan stood there motionless with a cold expression, as if he was used to it.

"Second brother, pay attention to your words and deeds!" Another tall man in a white robe with a silver epee on his back frowned slightly, and yelled at the young man who had just spoken rudely in a low voice.

The blind aged man was not convinced, but he didn't dare to refute the elder brother, so he could only stare fiercely at Yin Mohan again.

"Fourth senior brother, didn't you go to the polar abyss to look for ice crystals? How did you get it?" Seeing this, another handsome man in white hurriedly uttered a voice to ease the atmosphere.

"good."

"Oh! Let me just say, the polar abyss is full of dangers, and there are many ferocious high-level monsters. Fourth senior brother...Huh? No! Fourth senior brother just said..."

"Did the fourth brother really find the ice crystal?" A slender and well-behaved boy in snow clothes immediately interrupted the handsome man's words in pleasant surprise.

"Yeah." Yin Mohan wouldn't lie, although he didn't want to tell them that he had found _ ice crystal, but he had no reason to deceive the kind-hearted sixth junior brother Yun Rui.

"Really? That's great! With the ice crystals, the fourth senior brother can refine the magic weapon of the primordial spirit!" Yun Rui's face was full of joy, and he was very happy for Yin Mohan.

Seeing Yunrui so happy, Yin Mohan's cold eyes were stained with warmth, and only this innocent little junior has never had the slightest hostility towards him.

"Fourth Junior Brother, congratulations." Another man in white, who had been silent all this time, smiled softly at Yin Mohan

Road.

"Thank you third brother." Although Yin Mohan's expression was still cold, his tone of voice was full of respect.

meaning.

When the third senior brother heard this, he nodded slightly and didn't say anything else.

As for the other Yuyi disciples and the blue-clothed disciples of the Wanjian Sect, they stood quietly by the side, not daring to interrupt the conversation of these direct disciples.

Master Yin Xuanzhen, the head of the Wanjian Sect, is a high-ranking monk at the top of the fusion stage who is well-known in the cultivation world. He has seven direct disciples under his seat, and only one direct disciple among them.

The seven direct disciples are Yun Lin, the eldest grandson of the Yun family, one of the three sects, who is the eldest disciple of the head of the Wanjian sect, and a single-line Jinlinggen Jindan peak stage monk.

The second disciple is also from the Yun family, and also Yunlin's direct younger brother. His name is Yuncheng, and he is a mid-stage cultivator of the single-line Fire Spirit Root Golden Core.

The third disciple, Nan Gongli, whose origin is unknown, is a monk at the early stage of Jindan with double spiritual roots of gold and wood.

The fourth disciple, that is, Yin Mohan, the direct disciple, is a single-line ice spirit root, and a monk at the early stage of Jindan.

The fifth disciple, Liu Yi, is a monk with two spiritual roots of civil engineering and foundation building.

The sixth disciple, Yun Rui, also came from a branch of the Yun family, a mid-stage monk with dual spiritual roots of water and wood.

In addition to them, there is also a junior junior sister, Yin Xueqi, the only daughter of Zhenjun Yinxuan, who has a mid-stage cultivation of the water spirit root.

Except for Yin Xueqi, these six true disciples of Zhenjun Yinxuan are all outstanding monks in the Yinyi Continent. In addition to their superior aptitude, they also have the famous prestige of the Wanjian Sect. boundary.

This time, the opening of the Snowy Secret Realm not only attracted monks and disciples from the three sects and major families, but also many casual cultivators who were not weak.

During this year, the Snowy Secret Realm was full of cruel and bloody killings. Incidents of roadblocking, robbery, murder, and cannibalism were common occurrences. Let alone strange monks who did not know each other, even members of the same sect would fight for a soul. Cao Xin is greedy and murderous.

There are about hundreds of monks of different ranks and sects in the gathering place. Some of them are full of joy and gain a lot, some of them return home triumphantly, some of them are disheveled and scarred, and some of them are deep-seated and cunning. No matter what kind of people they are , in the cruel struggle for nearly a year, all the monks who walked back to the gathering place alive have gained more or less, and the trip was worthwhile.

But at this moment, a group of monks from the Danding Sect in black Taoist robes and a group of monks from the Yanjin Pavilion in different colors suddenly had a dispute.

"Mo Zhixi! You despicable and shameless villain! You dared to sneak attack on me when I was not prepared, and even robbed me of the spirit grass that I had so hard to get! If I hadn't had a defensive magic weapon gifted by my master, I was lucky enough to keep it One life, maybe you, a villain, will succeed!"

"Mo Zhixi, return the spirit grass quickly! Otherwise, all the disciples of the Yanjin Pavilion will smash your body into thousands of pieces, and your soul will be scattered!"

"Hmph! What a shameless boy! How dare you offend my Yanjin Pavilion, how can you be so rampant!"

Leading the disciples of the Yanjin Pavilion was the Daoist Yuanying who was assisted by Qin Dingtian in the polar abyss. The Daoist Yuanying, surnamed Tong, had a gloomy face and stared ferociously at a handsome man in a black Taoist robe , and that man is none other than the disciple of the Danding Sect who was rescued by Qin Dingtian and others together with the group of Yanjin Pavilion monks just now.

"Phew! You, as a foundation-builder, can't beat me in the early stage of foundation-build-up, and your defeated generals dare to bark and turn right and wrong here! Pooh! You majestic Yanjin Pavilion bullies me because of your numbers. A little Danxiu! You are still shameless!"

The handsome man named Mo Zhixi sneered coldly, but he stared at him with full vigilance and surrounded him waiting for an opportunity.

As for the people in the Yanjin Pavilion who moved, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted angrily, while quietly retreating towards his fellow disciples without leaving a trace.