Lady Cultivator

In the sky above Guifang City, where the mist is lingering, several people stand out of thin air.

These people all wore monk robes and sandals, had bald heads, and held Zen staffs. They were dressed as monks, but the colors and styles of their outer cassocks were slightly different.

Among them, the one with the most exquisite cassock and the strongest momentum is an old monk with kind-hearted eyes and white eyebrows and white beard. The old monk sat cross-legged on the lotus platform out of thin air, with his eyes closed and his palms folded, Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, surrounded by other monks.

"Juexin, is this here?" After a while, the old monk opened his mouth and asked. When asked, he still had his eyes closed, his face calm and unmoving.

A middle-aged monk standing next to him lowered his head and replied: "Yes, Master, I have found out that the person I am looking for is here."

The monk nodded slightly and said, "Lead the way."

The young monk responded respectfully, then raised his head and said to the others, "Junior brothers, let's go."

Under the leadership of this middle-aged monk, a group of several people hid in the mist and quietly sneaked into Guifang City. But none of the monks in Guifang City noticed it, and even the city's protective ban did not move.

At this time, if there are high-level monks here, they will find that the kind-hearted old monk is actually a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, and all the disciples around him have alchemy cultivation.

Mo Tiange opened his eyes, looked at his hands, and was overjoyed.

With enough elixirs and three years of retreat, she finally successfully advanced to the late stage of elixir formation.

This speed is not fast, but it is not slow either. Before that, she had only reached the level of cultivation, but had not reached the state of perfection in mental cultivation. In the past three years, while practicing, she used various spiritual pills to carefully help herself stabilize her spiritual energy and calm her mind. In this way, she could Step by step, smoothly advance to the middle stage.

For these traditional Taoists, if their mental state is not cultivated enough, it will be much more difficult to advance to the next level. Unfortunately, many Taoist practitioners do not know this. In this world, the lack of spiritual energy and the difficulty of cultivation have caused many Taoist cultivators to embark on the same path of cultivation as demon cultivators, only pursuing strength and not focusing on mental cultivation.

Feeling the spiritual energy filling his body, Mo Tiange stretched his muscles and opened the restrictions in the training room.

As soon as it was opened, Feifei ran in.

"Ah, Master, you have indeed been promoted."

Feifei's cheerful voice made Mo Tiange feel like there was a conspiracy. She said defensively: "What are you doing?"

Feifei blinked: "No,

Just say it. After a while, it shook its tail and said, "Master, twenty-nine years have passed." "

Mo Tiange understood its meaning. Twenty-nine years ago, it has been twenty-nine years since the Antarctic Island was discovered to have sunk. In this way, it has been more than forty years since she left Tianji, and the remaining time is less than a hundred years.

Although she and Taoist Fangzheng accepted the entrustment from Ziwei Sanren that day, with Taoist Fangzheng's cultivation and lifespan, the possibility of completing the entrustment within two hundred years was very slim, so she had to do it by herself. Even if he didn't do it, he still had to return to Tianji Ziwei Cave. Otherwise, even if Ziwei Sanren suddenly had a kind heart and didn't want her to die, it would be useless.

"Twenty-nine years..." Mo Tiange sighed, time is running out.

After not taking care of Xutian Realm for three years, Mo Tiange then spent some time and ordered two stone sculptures to tidy up the medicine field and repair the bamboo house. As for the three spiritual beasts, she doesn't need to take care of them at all. Xiaohuo has grown up here and is more familiar with any spiritual herbs in the medicine field than she is. Not to mention Feifei and Xiaofan, they already have intelligence and don't need her to worry about them.

After that, he left the Void Heaven Realm.

As soon as she stepped out of her training room, the door of Nie Wushang's training room opened at the same time.

"As expected, you successfully advanced to the next level." Nie Wushang, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed, raised his head and smiled at her.

Mo Tiange looked at her and was also surprised: "You have also been promoted."

Nie Wushang was already in the late stage of pill formation at this time, and the Yuan Demon Qi in his body had been reduced a lot, but his power was even stronger.

Nie Wushang got dressed and got out of bed, walked out of the training room, and the two of them sat down casually in the hall.

"To put it into perspective, when you and I first met, I was in the late stage of foundation building and you were in the middle stage. I am already higher than you in cultivation and older than you, so how can I fall behind you?"

Mo Tiange was startled when he heard this and laughed dumbly: "You actually remember this?" In the world of immortal cultivation, it is very common for younger people to have higher cultivation levels than older people. Few people will judge their cultivation level based on age, unless A person who thinks very highly of himself and refuses to admit defeat. I couldn't tell that Nie Wushang was so strong.

"Always find some motivation for yourself." After saying this, Nie Wushang said seriously, "By the way, now that you have advanced to the late stage, what are you going to do next? I don't care now, I will stay in seclusion here until I am born. It doesn’t matter, but it seems like you can’t do it, right?”

This is what Mo Tiange is worried about. She thought for a while and sighed: "What else can I do? The turmoil in the cloud has almost passed, and it shouldn't matter if I go out now. In this case, why not go find Ling Yunhe? To collect debts, the second thing happened to be asking him for information."

Nie Wushang nodded: "This is a good idea." After saying that, she smiled again, "Have you found out clearly? Is Ling Yunhe still alive?"

"This..." Mo Tiange didn't know either. In Guifang City, all the news heard is true and false, and Dongtang Kingdom is a bit far away after all. Even if Jiuyan Sect is the first sect in the cloud, the demon cultivators don't have much regard for its leader. interest of. However, Ling Yunhe shouldn't be so unlucky, right?

"How can you say that he is also the head of Jiuyan Sect, and he has the favor of his elders, so he won't be sacrificed, right?"

"Probably." Nie Wushang shrugged. She didn't care about Ling Yunhe. Anyway, the debt she owed was of little use now. "When are you going to leave?"

"Probably..." Just as he was about to say something, a chill suddenly ran down his spine, and he and Nie Wushang looked at the door at the same time, showing alert expressions.

"There is someone." Nie Wushang whispered.

Mo Tiange nodded lightly, stood up, completely opened the restrictions around the cave, and at the same time, spread out his spiritual consciousness.

"He's coming for us," she said. It is easy to distinguish this point. The cave they chose is very remote. Although there are other monks living around, they have imposed restrictions and do not accept messages from others, so these monks are smart enough not to disturb them.

But now, there are several auras outside, but they are coming directly to their cave. One of them is even more powerful.

"Nascent Soul cultivator..." Nie Wushang also felt it, with a strange expression on his face, "Why are there Nascent Soul cultivators?"

"And the aura is extremely strong, it seems that they are not ordinary people." They have been with Yuanying monks all year round, and based on experience, it is easy to tell whether they are in the early or late stage of Yuanying. With such an imposing manner, this person is definitely a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Moreover, his power was deliberately restrained, but he deliberately came towards them.

Now if it is said that they are too sensitive, they themselves do not believe it.

Sure enough, those people finally stopped in front of their cave.

"Jue Xin." The old monk on the lotus platform, still motionless, called out with his eyes closed.

"Yes, Master." The middle-aged monk named Juexin responded respectfully and stood up without any instructions.

Juexin stood in front of the stone gate of the cave and said in a loud voice: "We, the monks of Huayan Temple in Baifu Mountain, take the liberty of asking to see the two benefactors in the cave."

The monk's voice was not loud, but his breath was steady, and his voice was like a deep bell, reaching the ears of the two people in the cave.

After a while, there was still no movement. The monk spoke again: "Two benefactors, we, the monks from Huayan Temple in Baifu Mountain, take the liberty to ask for an audience." His tone was still unhurried, but with a little more momentum.

After a while, the stone door of the cave finally opened, and two women appeared in front of the monks.

These two women, one is black and the other is white, one is a demon.

Mo Tiange stood half a step ahead of Nie Wushang, his eyes swept across the monks in front of him, and finally landed on the old monk in the late Nascent Soul stage. He bowed and said, "I have seen this Buddhist senior. I don't know how many of them there are. Master, what are you doing here?"

The old monk who had cultivated in the Yuan Dynasty still had his eyes closed and did not answer. The monk Juexin who had just shouted also did not make a sound. The eyes of all the monks fell on the young monk standing aside with his head bowed and clasping his hands.

The tall young monk raised his head, set his sights on Mo Tiange, took two steps forward, and stood next to Monk Juexin. Then, he bowed to Mo Tiange and said, "This donor, does he still remember the poor monk?"

Hearing this, Mo Tiange stared at the monk and frowned slightly.

This monk looks no different from the others. He wears the same robes and shoes, has a respectful attitude, and is in the early stage of alchemy formation. He is not outstanding among this group of monks.

However, when Mo Tiange looked at this person, he felt familiar. This feeling is not strong, which means that this person must not be a person that impressed her deeply. Maybe she has only met him once or twice, and it has been a long time.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the monk spoke again: "Forty years ago, when the poor monk was still in the middle stage of foundation building, he offended the benefactor in Tianxue City. Does the benefactor still remember it?"

Forty years ago, Mo Tiange in Tianxue City saw not many monks in the clouds, and even fewer Buddhist monks. Hearing these words, he suddenly opened his eyes: "So it's you."

Seeing that she recognized him, the monk smiled, but his attitude remained calm: "Exactly. We haven't seen you for many years. Is the donor okay?"

Mo Tiange took a deep breath, turned around and gave Nie Wushang a wink, which meant, these people are here for me. She already remembered who this person was. Forty years ago, two foundation-building monks robbed her in Tianxue City. One of them was shot to death by her because of his rude words, while the other was of good character, so she let her go. . It was from them that she got the dragnet.

Thinking of the dragnet, Mo Tiange already understood what these people were looking at.

The dragnet in her hand must be the Buddhist sacred object left behind by Master Hui Yin.

She didn't answer, and focused her gaze on the old monk Yuan Hou who had his eyes closed. The old monk had a smile on his face and kind eyes, but he never spoke.

"May I ask all the masters, who are they?"

The middle-aged monk Juexin chanted the Buddha's name and said: "This donor, we are disciples of Huayan Temple in Baifu Mountain. This is the master of the poor monk and the Venerable Puji of our temple. His name is unparalleled. Ming. The poor monk’s Taoist name is Jue Xin. These are all the junior monks of the poor monk. This is enlightenment.” In the end, she specifically pointed to the young monk who had spoken to her before.

Mo Tiange nodded lightly. Although the other party had bad intentions, but his attitude was so polite, she could not be rude. She bowed and said: "I am from Waihai. My surname is Qin and my name is Wei. This is my good friend, nicknamed Tiancan. I would like to invite all you masters. The reason for coming here has nothing to do with her, right?") Book friends, please pay attention!