Mortal Ascension

Three days later, Xiaowang Village, which had just been transferred to the foot of Taishan Mountain, disappeared without attracting too many people's attention.

Five days later, Wang Qingshan and Elder Meng, who were successfully promoted to the late stage of foundation establishment, left Tai'anzong and went to the border of Mozhou to receive a group of monks who came to support Huazhou.

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The weather was clear and cloudless.

The two streamers rushed to the border of Mozhou at a neither fast nor slow speed.

"Daozi, from here along the border to the east, you can find the ancient ruins, which is at the junction of the three states of Mozhou, Qingzhou, and Huazhou."

Elder Meng Xiang pointed to the looming towering city wall, and said slowly.

Originally, he thought that it was not enough to accommodate Daozi's cultivation, and the speed would not be much faster.But I didn't expect Daozi to break through to the late stage of foundation establishment in a few days, and his strength has greatly increased. Now he is much faster than he expected, so he also has time to chat with Wang Qingshan.

Ancient ruins!

Wang Qingshan nodded.

It was the first time I heard that this ancient relic was still in the Qingyao Pavilion. It was rumored that many people had died, and those at the Golden Core Realm were in crisis there.

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"Has the elder been inside too?"

Wang Qingshan asked.

"Hahaha, our Mozhou is poor in resources, and finally an opportunity arises, whoever is capable does not want to try it.

Alas, the ancient relics are really powerful. The old man just stayed in the outer layer of the relics for three days, and almost died, and escaped in embarrassment.

Hehe, but there are also many chances. Later, I heard that someone found a mysterious elixir in it. From the middle stage of the golden elixir, in just a few years, he has achieved a half-step Nascent Soul. He returned to Qingzhou and killed the Quartet. He wiped out several old enemies. The big sect who owns the golden core will take revenge.

Although he was reprimanded by Qingzhou Nascent Soul Realm later, so what.A half-step Nascent Soul is enough to match the combat strength of those Jindan who were killed, and strengthen Qingzhou's background. "

"Well, it's a pity to create a mysterious core. It was supposed to make the peak of the golden core enter the Nascent Soul Realm, but let a middle-stage golden core get it. I'm afraid many ancestors of the golden core will be very distressed."

"Hey, who said otherwise? Our old patriarch Wei Patriarch couldn't help cursing a few times when he heard the news. Later, he even ventured out of Mount Tai and wanted to visit the ruins, but you also know it."

"Hahahaha, indeed."

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The two talked and laughed, and reached the border of Mozhou.

On the border between Mozhou and Huazhou, Huazhou sent a large number of monks to guard the border and erected a high wall to prevent Mozhou monks from breaking into Huazhou.

And under the high wall, there are a large number of monks and mortals, gathered, and the voices of people are noisy, and even form small towns one after another, according to the city wall.

Before Wang Qingshan and Meng Xiang got close, a dispute had already started under the high border wall.

"Why don't you let me wait to enter Huazhou?

I think people from Huazhou visited our Mozhou in the past, and we waited for anyone who was difficult and harsh, and we all treated them as friends from afar. The two states have been friendly for more than a thousand years.

Is it up to you people to do such evil things today to sever the friendship between our two states?

Do you really regard me as the ancestor of Jindan in Mozhou, senior Yuanying, as nothing? "

A monk who had just arrived here in the late stage of foundation establishment, lifted off to be level with the city wall, and loudly scolded the defenders.

"Hehe, this fellow Taoist has spoken.

Who dares to ignore senior Jindan Yuanying? It's just because of some reasons that my Huazhou had to set up a city wall to protect all spirits in my Huazhou.

After a while, my Huazhou may remove the city wall.On the coming day, I will welcome all fellow Taoists to visit Huazhou. Now, please forgive me. "

A young late foundation-establishment monk stood on the city wall, cupped his hands and smiled.

"Hmph, no one knows what you are thinking. It is nothing more than fear of attracting the monster race, and you want me to stay in Taiandu and block the monster race."

"I am equal to the human race. If I enter Huazhou, I will help you and the others to fight against the demon race. I hope fellow Taoists will come to the gate of the city."

"If you don't open the city gate again, don't blame me for smashing your city wall,"

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The rest of the Foundation Establishment cultivators below the city lifted into the air, shouting in dissatisfaction.

"Everyone, don't toast and eat fine wine."

The face of the young late foundation-establishment monk on the city wall gradually turned cold, and he waved his hand.

boom,

A coercion of the purple mansion spread from the city wall,

All the foundation-building cultivators who had ascended to the sky seemed to be crushed by the mountain, their faces flushed, their bodies swayed from side to side, and fell to the ground in a hurry.

Peng,

The late Foundation Establishment cultivator who spoke first was punched in the chest by a young man on the city wall, and his body flew backwards with a whoosh.

"Everyone, my Huazhou city has its own laws. Just now, when you collided with the city, only one person will be punished, and the rest will be spared this time. If there is a next time, don't blame Huazhou for being merciless."

The young monk glanced at the furious crowd and said in a cold voice.

Beside the young man, a middle-aged cultivator in the Purple Mansion Realm looked calm. Under the pressure, no one dared to refute the crowd who originally wanted to make a big fuss.

"Hahaha, thank you, Uncle Lu, for your help. It seems that you need to be more cultivated. Otherwise, you're just being reasonable. These guys from Mozhou really don't reason with you. They're just a bunch of trouble."

The young man bowed his hands to the monks beside him and smiled.

"Nephew Lin, you're welcome. Mozhou is about to fall. A group of mobs, bereaved dogs, want to mess with Huazhou. They really don't know how to live or die."

This middle-aged Uncle Lu from Zifujing looked ordinary, but his words were full of contempt and disdain for Mozhou.

I think he also caused a demon disaster in Huazhou, but he was suppressed in a short time.How could he be like Mozhou, whose tail was too big to lose, and even everything would be destroyed soon, he was really weak and pitiful.

"Hahaha, Uncle Lu is right.

Hey, someone is here. "

The young man called Nephew Lin nodded and smiled, and then found the traces of Wang Qingshan and Meng Xiang.

"Well, a fellow Taoist in the Zifu Realm, a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, probably wants to bring his younger generation to my Huazhou."

Uncle Lu said with a smile.

There is no shortage of foundation-building monks in Huazhou.

But Zifu Realm, Golden Core Realm, etc., which belong to the high-level combat power, I am afraid that every state hopes to have as many as possible.

"One in the early stage of Zifu Realm, next to it is a late stage of foundation establishment, and the rest of the city guard monks are all in the Qi training stage."

Meng Xiang said to Wang Qingshan via voice transmission.

Wang Qingshan nodded, because that middle-aged man couldn't feel how deep his cultivation was.

Meng Xiang and Wang Qingshan gradually approached the city wall.

"Hahaha, this fellow daoist wants to join my Huazhou, I'll wait"

Uncle Lu smiled and said, wanting to welcome Meng Xiang and others to join, but just halfway through, he was interrupted by a roar.

"Senior, just now, relying on his advanced cultivation, this person not only suppressed and injured my Mozhou monks, but also insulted me and other people in Huazhou as mobs and bereaved dogs. I also ask senior to be the master of my Mozhou monks!"

An old man in the late stage of Foundation Establishment looked sad and roared loudly.

Just now Uncle Lu and his Nephew Lin had a conversation, but they didn't intentionally transmit the sound, but the voice was a little softer.Although there are still high walls blocking them, some people who are gifted with ears and hearing can still hear their conversations.

As soon as the old man's words came out, the crowd became furious. All the monks in the city shouted and cursed, and all their eyes were fixed on Meng Xiang who was in a daze.

Uncle Lu's expression darkened immediately after he had finished speaking.