Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 358 Traps

In the next few days, out of distrust of Mo Qiu's strength, Che Zhidao took the initiative to ask Ying to investigate the evil cultivator in Shancheng.

Naturally, the people in the Justice Department are busy in full swing, searching for clues about the evil cultivators.

Lin Luhua was in charge of resettling the Wu family.

Wu Liancheng and his wife were kept by his side, and later brought back to the residence of the Taoist sect, while the others changed their identities and left this place quietly, looking for another place to settle down.

It seems that to the Cangyu faction, only Wulian City, which is about to become innate, has meaning.

For a while, Mo Qiu was at ease.

He is also so happy.

Chamber of Secrets.

Moqiu sat cross-legged, practicing profound arts silently, with his five hearts turned to the sky, his eyes closed, and a transparent flying sword quietly suspended in front of him.

A medium-grade magic weapon-Yinfeng Shadowless Sword.

"suck……"

"call……"

Accompanied by his long breath, Feijian also trembled.

When exhaling, the sword sounds softly, stretching the edge; when inhaling, the sword intent is restrained, and the breath is condensed.

With each breath, the flying sword is like a living thing, more like a part of his body, changing with the breath.

If anyone else is here, they will definitely be surprised.

Humans and flying swords have different degrees of fit, the higher the degree of fit, the more free-wheeling they can be wielded.

From the beginning of hard work, to the pointing of the arm, the heart moves at will, until the final fusion of human and sword.

Every step forward means that the power of the sword formula and the means of controlling the sword have undergone earth-shaking changes.

This moment.

The scene in front of him is an extremely rare state of unity of human and sword in the realm of Qi refining.

With these methods alone, one can leapfrog the level to kill the enemy, and with just a good flying sword, one can run rampant below the tenth level of Qi Refining.

But Moqiu is far from simply having a high degree of fit.

The quality of the flying sword is also good, and the way of controlling the sword is even more exquisite.

Opening his eyes, he pondered, the flying sword in front of him trembled slightly, and then sank into the long sleeves.

next moment.

"call……"

The flames rolled, and the fire dragon roared.

The Forbidden Law Lei Ze Yinhuo Sword and the Mysterious Nine Fire God Dragon Mask were released at the same time, and the Yinhuo attracted by spells was also rapidly refined.

after a long time.

The flames dissipated, the mask shrank inward, and disappeared into the body.

The Nine Fire God Dragon Cover is the secret method of refining the evil condensate. Because it has devoured the Tianxuan Spirit Fire, Thunder Fire and the current Yin Fire one after another, its quality is no less than that of the top middle-grade magic weapon.

There is also the mysterious fire soaring dragon spell, which can maximize the power of fire.

Coupled with low consumption and strong power, it is currently the most important means for Moqiu to fight against the enemy.

Back then when he was refining Qi at the seventh level, he relied on this method to fight against the demon girl of the Hehuan Sect who was at the eleventh level of Qi refining.

And don't fall behind.

Today, it is even more powerful.

Coupled with the top-notch sword control method, even ordinary people who have perfected Qi refining can also fight.

"The sect's disciples are the most important, such as Wang Qiaoxi and Zhao Wuya, the blood dragon son of the Hall of Nine Demons; the core disciples are next, such as Su Xuan; and the next is the elite of the inner sect, such as Wan Renping and so on."

Put away the exercises, don't ask to think to yourself:

"With my current strength, I should not be the opponent of the core disciples, but the elite of the inner sect is not the opponent."

"If the cultivation base is stronger, the magic power will not be too weak, and the core disciples will not be unable to fight."

As for the evil cultivator here.

This person's cultivation base and magic weapon are extremely good. Although he is old, his strength is no less than that of core disciples.

And because he comes from the Blood Fiend Sect, his methods are also more sophisticated than ordinary disciples of the sect.

certainly.

Moqiu is not without cards.

"Clatter..."

The flags and banners behind the back can be unfurled by themselves, and the thousands of ghosts' banners roll up thick black smoke and fall head-down.

A layer of faint mysterious light appeared on his body surface, like a glutton that can devour everything, frantically refining black smoke.

The originally solid body began to slowly become illusory as time went by.

Nether magic body!

When the physical body can truly change into nothingness, it means that the dharma body is complete, and it can pass through walls and stones, and enter and exit Qingming.

Ordinary magic weapon is even more difficult to hurt.

"The confusion is clear, and all ghosts are rampant."

"Duh!"

With a low shout, Mo Qiu gathered the black shadows behind him, and a ghost figure several feet tall quietly emerged.

"Woo..."

The ghost roared, stretched out its big hand, and grabbed the Wangui Banner, shook it lightly, and howled ghostly.

A terrifying force that can shake the position of the huge valley is also surging in the secret room.

The combination of the powerful physical body, the nether magic body, and the myriad ghost dharma body allows him to control the myriad ghost banners to a certain extent in a short period of time.

And the power of this flag also made him suspicious again.

What is the quality of this thing?

Why every time the strength improves, it feels more and more unfathomable, deep and endless.

…………

a few days later

"It's almost certain."

In the courtyard, Ouyang Ping, the gold medal head catcher of the Justice Department, stood with his hands behind his back, and said in a muffled voice:

"That evil way should have a lot to do with the Mu family in the mountain city, and may even be hiding somewhere in the Mu family."

"It just so happens that one person from the Mu family has advanced to the innate level these few days, and he wants to feast all over the world, so we can take this opportunity to find out."

"I've sent Wu Liancheng and his wife over there." Che Zhidao said from the side:

"Although they are only mortals, sometimes it is more convenient for them to come forward, and they can also make a test first."

If that person is interested in the Wu family, he will definitely show up.

By the time.

Everyone rushed forward, even if the opponent was a high-ranking monk of the Blood Fiend Sect, they could not escape.

"Junior Brother." Lin Luhua looked at Mo Qiu:

"how do you feel?"

"Brother arranged it." Mo Qiu had no objection.

Ouyang Ping has completed Qi refining and has rich experience, while Lin Luhua has a high level of cultivation and is carrying a top-grade magic weapon.

Unless you encounter the true biography of Xianzong, otherwise there will be no surprises.

"Well."

Lin Luhua nodded:

"There's still some time left for the banquet. I'll go over and catch the evil way in one fell swoop after I make some preparations."

"yes!"

How many people should be.

After a while.

Lin Luhua waved his sleeves lightly, and a dazzling glow appeared in the field, enveloping several people and flying into the air.

Don't ask for aura in your eyes, look at Xiaguang.

The Xiaguang looks bright, but it is actually composed of pieces of flying swords that resemble fish scales.

The tiny flying sword kept moving, but the light of the sword condensed into one body, and it was like cotton when one stepped on it.

High-grade magic weapon!

Yujian soars into the air, with such means, I don't know when I will be able to make a knife easily and casually.

Thoughts welled up in his heart, his expression couldn't help showing changes.

"This is a dazzle sword." Lin Luhua chuckled when he saw this:

"Lin passed by a big mountain in his early years, and coincided with a change in the ground veins, a mountain peak collapsed on the spot, and the dazzle sword was exposed."

"Speaking of which, the reason why I have achieved this over the years is that this sword has helped me a lot."

Don't be dumb.

This is really...

Fortune is against the sky!

Che Zhidao at the side was even more envious:

"Our sect doesn't have many high-grade magical artifacts. It seems that Senior Brother Su Xuan doesn't have any. Senior Brother Lin said he was lucky."

"You can't say that." Lin Luhua shook his head:

"Junior Brother Su is a natural seed of cultivating the Tao. He doesn't have a good magic weapon, but he just doesn't want to delay his own practice for external things."

"Besides..."

He paused, and said again:

"Even if you don't have a good magic weapon, Junior Brother Su's strength is beyond my reach."

"On the other hand, Mr. Lin, because he got the Dazzling Sword, is arrogant and spends too much time on the way of controlling the sword and competing with others. Now that he is over Jiazi, his path has been cut off."

Said, sighed lightly.

It can be heard that he admires Su Xuan quite a lot, but he regrets his choice at the beginning.

Mo Qiu nodded slowly.

This truth was understood as early as when he was still a martial artist.

On the road of practice, seize the day and night.

The genius before the age of 30, the mastery of all senses at the age of 40, the limit at the age of 60.

That's all.

Just like him, he is over forty and a half now, but he is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, and his hope of establishing a foundation is slim.

Although cultivators have many means of prolonging their lifespan, Qi-refining cultivators can live up to a hundred and a half at most.

Compared with the hundreds of years of longevity of Daoist monks, how big is the gap?

For ordinary people, it is extremely difficult to break through before the deadline.

If he is distracted again, there is no hope.

However, the journey of practice is full of ups and downs, and there are times of murder and catastrophe, so how can there be no foreign objects?

This, after all, is a dilemma.

"Brother Lin, why should you be melancholy." Ouyang smiled flatly:

"There are so many practitioners in the world, and there are very few who can go further. Rather than envying others, it is better to see how many people are envious of your luck."

"I have been busy in the Justice Department for decades, but I just got a magic weapon that I can barely get my hands on."

"Haha..." Lin Luhua laughed loudly when he heard the words:

"makes sense!"

The sound fell, and with a wave of the big sleeve, Xiaguang immediately faded away from the halo, and flew away towards the mountain city.

A few miles away from the location of Mu Mansion, several people stopped in the void.

Today is a big banquet in the Mu Mansion.

As one of the two major powers in the mountain city, second only to the Mu family of the Changhe Gang, no one would disrespect them.

Condescending, the huge Mu Mansion was full of people, bustling with people, and even more noisy with gongs and drums.

"Interesting." Ouyang Ping narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"Killed the person from the Justice Department, and even fought against Fellow Daoist Mo in the air, and this person hasn't left yet."

"What courage!"

Although it is not clear, but in the depths of the manor below, there is no doubt that the blood is faintly visible.

"Perhaps it's because people with high skills are bold." Che Zhidao glanced at Mo Qiu, and said:

"Didn't senior brother Mo say that this person is a person who has perfected Qi refining in the Blood Fiend Sect, so his strength is naturally not weak."

"To prevent fraud." Mo Qiu looked thoughtful:

"First drive away the mortals below."

"No." Lin Luhua shook his head:

"If nothing unexpected, this person probably wants to take advantage of today's banquet to sacrifice the blood of everyone below."

"If you drive people away and scare the snake away, I'm afraid he will also run away."

Several people nodded.

Mo Qiu frowned subconsciously.

Obviously, in their view, it is normal for ordinary people to die in order to take down the evil monks.

Including Lin Luhua, who is kind and polite these days, thinks the same way.

"Surround here and cut off their retreat." Ouyang Ping, with his rich experience, waved his hand and made a plan:

"Friend Daoist Mo, be careful."

Among the few people present, Moqiu's cultivation was the lowest, and he naturally reminded them.

"yes."

Unable to respond, several people immediately separated in all directions.

Standing on a big tree at the side of the manor, Mo Qiu looked ahead, with a flash of inspiration in his eyes.

Nothing unusual.

Gathering his mind, he moved forward.

The next moment.

"Um?"

Mo Qiu frowned and raised his arms.

But he saw the fine hairs on his hands, for some reason suddenly raised up, the hairs were straight, and the flesh was tense.

Even my heart suddenly increased.

what happened?

Turning his thoughts, he took a step back cautiously.

next moment,

Everything is back to normal.

With a pensive look on his face, Mo Qiu's eyes gradually became serious, and he stretched out one hand, and slowly stretched forward.

One foot, two feet...

As if crossing an invisible barrier, the flesh trembled suddenly, the hairs stood on end, and the heartbeat accelerated.

not good!

"careful!"

He roared suddenly, but saw several figures rushing towards the courtyard of Mu Mansion.

At the same time, a spiritual light emerged in the courtyard, and murderous intentions arose, and a bloody saber light that made people's heart beat and thoughts stagnate rushed to kill Ouyang Ping head-on.

I forgot to set the timer yesterday afternoon, Khan...

Three more today.