Although Mo Nan's cultivation was one realm higher than Ao Guang's, it was still effortless for him to block the latter's spiritual will. However, if he wanted to enter the secret chamber, he would inevitably have to touch the restriction on the dragon head. At that time, if there was any movement, it was very likely that the soldiers outside would be attracted and caught red-handed.
After a moment of silence, Mo Nan's figure appeared in the sky above his sea of consciousness. After communicating with the Sovereign, he opened the frame of his magic treasure and began to browse through it. After a while, he opened the cultivation technique option with a dark expression and quickly flipped through it. After a long time, he finally found what he wanted with a happy expression.
The Six-Six Origins Returning Art was a concealment technique cultivated by the Ice Demon Ancestor in the extreme north. After practicing it, one could release one's aura into the void and fuse it with the five elements, making it difficult to distinguish between gods and ghosts. [Points required: 12000 points]
F * ck! Seeing the shocking points, Mo Nan's excited expression instantly darkened. He had just saved up some private money, but it was going to go down the drain again. However, when he thought of the soaring treasure aura in the secret chamber, he gritted his teeth. Damn it, I'll bet! Moreover, not to mention the points consumed. This cultivation technique itself was the best way to hide and escape. It was definitely not a loss.
A green light flashed and a jade slip appeared in Mo Nan's hand. Raising his eyebrows slightly, Mo Nan turned into a wisp of smoke and left the hall. In the next few months, Mo Nan stayed in his courtyard and practiced the Six Origins Returning Art. Every day, the palace maids were only allowed to deliver spiritual fruits once in the morning, noon and night. Of course, to him, those were all naked points.
Some people were happy, while others were worried! Ao Guang became thinner and thinner in these few months. He deeply understood that it was easy to invite a god but difficult to send one away. The spiritual fruits that Mo Nan had eaten these days were enough to last the Dragon Palace for ten years. The Dragon King was afraid that if Mo Nan stayed in the palace for a long time, the spiritual fruits he had stored would be squandered by someone. Therefore, he was thinking of an excuse to beat Mo Nan into leaving as soon as possible. However, he was afraid of accidentally angering Mo Nan, so he hesitated.
In the dim house, a few bowl-sized luminous pearls emitted soft light, slightly increasing the visibility of the house. A white-robed young man was sitting cross-legged on a silk bed formed by a few huge clam shells. His entire body was wrapped in a brilliant light. His lips were slightly open, and he was breathing rhythmically. The light contracted rhythmically as he breathed. Suddenly, the cloud that was originally several feet in size began to tremble violently. Then, it began to condense toward the center. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a colorful pearl that shone in all directions.
With a strong suction, the light bead was swallowed by Mo Nan. His tightly shut eyes slowly opened, and an unnoticeable light flashed in his eyes. He stroked the small mustache by his mouth and laughed,"It's time to leave." As he said that, he got up and stretched his back. Then, he opened the door and walked towards the main hall of the Dragon Palace. After half a year of cultivation, the Six Origins Returning Art had finally reached Small Success. The spiritual fruits he had obtained in the other half of the year had all been converted into points, reaching a terrifying 95186 points. It made Mo Nan want to settle down in the Dragon Palace.
On the way, Mo Nan fanned himself and hummed a tune, looking very pleased. Along the way, he met some palace maids and small fries who showed him respect and made way for him to show their hospitality. At this moment, Long Zi Pu Lao led his other eight brothers and charged over with anger. They were Bi Bi, Bi Wen, Bi An, Tao Tie, Bi Xia, Ya Zi, Golden Ni, Jiao Tu, and so on.
"Stop!" Yazi is the son of the six dragons. He likes to kill people by nature, so he is now standing in the ring of swords. The nine of them surrounded Mo Nan.”
"Evil Daoist?" Mo Nan was stunned. Seeing that they were not going to let this go, he narrowed his eyes."Oh? Where did this come from? I'm an honored guest personally invited by your father. In addition, the Third Dragon Son and I have no ill intentions.”
Now that his injuries had healed and he had his brothers to help him, Pu Lao's confidence soared. He pouted and nodded at the others." Brothers, this Daoist is trying to deceive us. Don't listen to him." Go!" After saying that, he took the lead and rushed out. When the other eight people heard their third brother's words, they also used their skills.
The eldest is a turtle, shaped like a turtle, likes to carry heavy things, born with infinite strength. The second son is like a beast. He is very hopeful and can see things thousands of miles away with his eyes. The fourth one was Bi An. He looked like a tiger and had power. His claws could split mountains and break rocks. The fifth is Taotie, good food, can devour all things. The sixth brother, Xia, was naturally fond of water and was born with the ability to control water god art. Seventh Brother was a ruthless person with boundless might. The eighth golden lion was shaped like a lion and liked to smoke. Jiao Tu was shaped like a clam. He was introverted. Although he didn't have any abilities, his shell could block external attacks.
The nine brothers cooperated very well. As their bodies alternated, they could always cleverly block Mo Nan's footsteps, trapping him in the middle and retaliating. As they fought fiercely, the seabed started to shake. The earth shook and the mountains shook. Huge whirlpools were stirred up in the water, raising huge waves. Countless corpses of fish and shrimps floated on the sea. The water-kind warriors who had almost survived also swam away in panic, afraid of getting into trouble.
At first, Mo Nan had held back. In his eyes, the Nine Sons were just a group of Human Immortal Realm shrimps, and they posed no threat at all. The reason why he played with them until now was because he was waiting for Ao Guang to appear. He did not believe that the other party would turn a blind eye to such a huge commotion. After all, he had been freeloading for so long. It would be unreasonable to hurt his family. Who knew that after an hour, Ao Guang was still nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, Monan came to a realization. Things were not as simple as he thought. A murderous look flashed across his eyes."Playing this game with me?" The afterimage that was originally extremely fast stopped in an instant and stared at Jiu Zi expressionlessly.
Pu Lao and the others looked at him, and a chill suddenly rose in their hearts. Fear appeared on their faces, and a bad omen enveloped their hearts.
"Croak!" A shadow of a crow appeared behind Mo Nan. The boundless shadow turned the area within a hundred miles of the Dragon Palace into darkness, leaving only the two scarlet eyes in the sky. Like the scorching sun, the eyes of the Grim Reaper
Although his body had been taken over by fear, Pu Lao trembled out of the desire to live,""If you dare to hurt us, Father will definitely kill you!!!”
Monan's eyes were ashen and devoid of emotion. He looked down at the lowly ant like a god."Great Nightmare Art!" Caw! The crow let out a cry, and like a torn rag, it turned into countless small crows, turning into black dots that filled the sky. They shot down from the sky like lightning, drowning the nine children in the tide of crows.
"Ah!" A scream resounded in the sky above the East Sea and did not disappear for a long time.
In the Dragon Palace, Ao Guang paced back and forth in the palace, looking anxious. Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.""This is bad!" Then, he turned around and revealed his true form, a ten thousand feet long azure dragon. After a deafening dragon roar, it flew toward the source of the sound.
Monan listened to the dragon's roar in the distance, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He looked at the pitch-black ground below him, stroked the crow on his shoulder, and muttered,""Hmph, you regret it? It turned out that Ao Guang had planned for a long time. In order to let Mo Nan leave, he had ordered Pu Lao and the other nine to invite Mo Nan to the banquet. In the process, he had slightly revealed his dissatisfaction with him, slowly intensifying the conflict. Ao Guang tried to persuade him again. Presumably, no matter how thick-skinned Mo Nan was, he would leave.
He originally thought that Mo Nan would not stoop to the level of a junior with his Heaven Immortal cultivation. Who knew that Pu Lao, who had originally been resentful of Mo Nan for injuring him, would join the other eight and head to Mo Nan's residence, intending to teach him a lesson. As for Ao Guang's instructions, he had long thrown them out of the clouds.
Seeing that his ninth son hadn't returned for a long time, the Dragon King had already expected that things would get out of hand. The result was just as he had expected. Moreover, it was not just an ordinary big one.
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