Chapter 45

In the world of cultivation, in addition to some secret realms that will be opened repeatedly at specific time points, there are also many secret realms of opportunity that will only open once.

When this kind of secret realm comes into being, the surrounding space will produce fluctuations in spiritual energy. Once captured by someone, the name of the secret realm will naturally emerge in their mind, and they will also know the restrictions on entry.

The Fantasy Moon Secret Realm is such a secret realm.

Since it is a new secret realm, of course no one knows the terrain, routes, and specific treasures inside, and everyone can only go in and explore.

But Xiao Mo is different. He has the system in his hands. He not only knows the map inside, but also knows the most precious treasures inside.

The Fantasy Moon Heart is a growth-type magic weapon. It can construct an illusory space, combining the real and the unreal, deceiving people's minds, and trapping people. It is suitable for practitioners who practice illusion and enchanting mind techniques, as well as inner demons.

The strength of the Fantasy Moon Heart depends on the strength of its master. The stronger the master, the stronger it is. The strength of consciousness is very important.

The Moon Lord's Sword Manual was created by a Mahayana cultivator named Moon Lord. It contains Moon Lord's sword intent, which can help sword practitioners reach a higher level. No one would have thought that in a Yuanying-level secret realm, there is actually a technique left behind by a Mahayana cultivator.

Mahayana cultivators are the best in the upper realm.

How can one not be moved by these two things?

The next day, after Jing Lei and other Yushan Sect disciples who were going to enter the secret realm left, Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan went to a restaurant to have breakfast and told the outer disciples that they were going to take this opportunity to go back home and then come to Yushan Sect again.

No one suspected anything, so they said goodbye to the two of them and hoped that they would come back again.

After all, some cultivators took advantage of this time and left, and might not return again. However, Chu Jinglan was determined to restore his Dantian, and the outer disciples felt that they would not give up halfway.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan left Yushan Sect and found an empty corner. In response to Xiao Mo's appreciation, Chu Jinglan changed her outer clothes, put on a Yuepo silver gauze dress, put on a silver crown, and then took out the golden bird chasing auspicious clouds mask and put it on.

In the blink of an eye, he seemed to have become a different person. Even the outer disciples of Yushan Sect who had just separated from them could not recognize Chu Jinglan.

One-click outfit change.

Xiao Mo first admired Chu Jinglan's outfit before integrating into Chu Jinglan's body and taking over control of the body.

Now they are not Xiao Mo or Chu Jinglan, they are "the mysterious Yuanying monk with a golden mask".

Two groups of consciousness, one black and one white, approached each other again in the inner palace, and spiritual power instantly filled Chu Jinglan's body.

His Dantian was still broken, but when Xiao Mo controlled his body, he was able to simulate a virtual Dantian, and Xiao Mo controlled the spiritual power to keep it from dissipating, thus achieving circulation within the body.

It's a pity that this can only be done when Xiao Mo is in control of his body. Otherwise, if he can create such a "fake Dantian" for Chu Jinglan at any time, it would be no different from repair.

Xiao Mo suddenly had an idea: "Why don't we give this identity a name, in case we need to register?"

Chu Jinglan was silent, which meant he agreed. So Xiao Mo pondered and decided on a name in a very simple way.

Take one character from each of his and Chu Jinglan’s names.

Xiao Mo saved the trouble and said, "How about calling him Mo Lan?"

Chu Jinglan: "It's up to you."

Xiao Mo: "That's settled."

The freshly baked Mo Lan continued on his way.

Although Hengdu Prefecture is geographically next to Guangdu Prefecture, the twenty-four prefectures in the middle realm are not as small as the main city in the lower realm. Even with the speed of a person using the wind or sword, it would take about three or four days to fly from Guangdu Prefecture to Hengdu Prefecture.

Xiao Mo thought that when conditions allowed, there was no need to make things difficult for oneself, so they prepared to go to Lin'an City and take a flying boat that carried passengers.

It's a pity that today is not the day for the three children to return to their house in the city, otherwise they would still have time to go and take a look.

Each sect has its own flying boat, and those who know how to do business will naturally not miss out on the general flying boat. As long as the money is paid, anyone can get on the boat and go to a fixed destination.

Of course, except for the magic cultivators.

The righteous cultivators are not allowed to enter the territory of the demon cultivators, nor are they allowed to board their boats.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan went to the place where they boarded the flying boat and lined up.

The one who monopolized the flying boat business was another force in the world of cultivation, the Jinxiu Pavilion, which also included many aristocratic families and sects. When they started out, apart from their cultivation, they focused their remaining energy on business, so it was an alliance of the nature of a chamber of commerce. In short, they had money, and in short, they were very rich.

Jinxiu Pavilion also has many chambers of commerce, auction houses, news dealers, etc., with countless businesses of all sizes, doing whatever can make money.

Jinxiu Pavilion also spans the middle realm and the upper realm. Currently, the leader of the middle realm is the Wang family of Tongdu Prefecture.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan lined up and after paying fifteen low-grade spirit stones, they were able to board the flying boat from Lin'an City to Yuancheng in Guangdu Prefecture.

When the number of people was almost enough, the flying boat slowly took off.

The flying boat cannot be compared with the huge fairy boat outside the Rixue Palace. It is simple, but it is used to carry passengers, so its capacity cannot be too small. It can accommodate a maximum of a hundred people at a time.

There is a three-story cabin on the flying boat with rooms for guests to rest. The flying boat also has a ship protection formation, which can be opened after flying to resist the strong wind during flight and to stop the unscrupulous people who want to break into the flying boat.

Of course, it depends on the level of cultivation of the evildoers.

The formation of this flying boat can only stop Yuan Ying at most, and the highest cultivation level of the guards from Jinxiu Pavilion on the boat is also Yuan Ying. After all, you get what you pay for. If you want to ride a flying boat with better conditions, you have to pay more.

The current flying boat is enough for Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan.

It is an interesting experience to stand on the deck and watch the flying boat slowly rise up to a height of hundreds of feet. The scenery on the ground gradually becomes smaller, while the vision becomes more and more open.

Normally, when Xiao Mo was flying by himself, he never flew so high, and there weren't so many people around him. It was indeed very different.

Once there are more people, it is not uncommon to see people wearing masks or hats. Five steps away from Xiao Mochu, someone was discussing the Fantasy Moon Secret Realm.

"I heard that based on the aura I sensed, the place is not too small and contains many treasures."

“Yeah, I wonder how many people will go.”

The ship carried exactly one hundred people, and many of them were on the deck at the moment. Some people had just taken a breath and didn't want to be crowded with others, so they had already returned to their rooms.

Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan watched on the deck for a while, then walked towards the room. They had not yet seen what the room looked like, so they stepped into the cabin and quickly found their own room. Before entering, Xiao Mo stared at the door of the next room to examine it.

"There is a demon cultivator." Xiao Modu told Chu Jinglan firmly.

The man in the golden mask only stopped at the door for a few moments before opening it and going in.

It was as if they had discovered nothing.

As long as the evil cultivators don't mess with them, it has nothing to do with Xiao Mo and Chu Jinglan. Xiao Mo is a demon in his heart, and Chu Jinglan, a righteous cultivator, is not the type to stand up and speak righteously when he sees an evil cultivator. Knowing that there are evil cultivators next door, he just needs to be vigilant and will not do anything else.

The flying boat would fly for three days and two nights. While looking around the room, Xiao Mo felt the spirit pet bag in the storage container move.

He picked up the pet bag and let the ball out.

The little thing had eaten and drunk enough in the bag, and its wings had grown well. It must have wanted to come out for some fresh air, so it jumped out of the pet bag and shook its gray and fluffy feathers energetically.

It chirped when it saw the masked "Chu Jinglan".

It is asking where the other person is.

Xiao Mo teased it and said in a startled voice, "It's right here."

Qiuqiu was puzzled: "Chiu?"

Xiao Mo suddenly left Chu Jinglan's body and appeared beside him: "Look."

Qiuqiu was startled: "Chirp!!"

The little thing's feathers puffed up, but soon it stepped on its little feet and hopped left and right in confusion, not understanding how Xiao Mo appeared. Finally, it simply jumped onto Xiao Mo's shoulders and ruffled its feathers around his neck.

It was a ball of fluff, and it was quite comfortable to hold. But Qiuqiu was stunned again, because as soon as he got close to it, he realized that it was very cold.

Qiuqiu was stunned. Shouldn't it be hot? Why was it cold? It was so cold that it shivered.

It’s better to be warm.

Qiuqiu: “Chiu? Chiu?”

At this moment, something hit the wall next door, and a roar came from the neighbor: "Shut up, neighbor, shut up!"

Qiuqiu was startled again and accidentally slipped off Xiao Mo's shoulder. Xiao Mo raised his hand to catch it, rubbed its feathers, and said softly, "Don't be afraid."

He raised his hand, made a soundproofing note and slapped it on the wall. It was obvious that the soundproofing effect of the room in this flying boat was not very good, and the demon cultivator next door was also quite violent.

However, the demon cultivator just yelled once and then stopped moving. He didn't do anything evil like rushing over to kill people just because he was unhappy. It seems that he still has his sanity.

"How come we have such a neighbor?" Xiao Mo said, "Please don't disturb our mood."

Chu Jinglan said in surprise: "There is a dining room on the ship, do you want to go and take a look?"

Xiao Mo immediately put the devil cultivation behind his mind and said, "Let's go!"

Xiao Mo returned to Chu Jinglan's body, causing Qiuqiu to stretch his little head to look left and right, curiously studying the magical transformation. Chu Jinglan's Xiao Mo put it on his shoulder, took it out, and let it exercise more outside.

They didn't know that the demon cultivator next door had finally remembered to put up a soundproof barrier for the room, and he was lying on the ground in pain, with veins bulging on his arms and forehead, and his mouth open, making strange hoarse sounds.

It was his magic that was backfiring, causing him to become extremely hungry.

Hungry, so hungry, I want to eat human flesh. Eat, eat, eat. There is fresh flesh everywhere on this ship. Eat as much as you want...

No, don't be impulsive!

The demon cultivator held his head and banged it on the ground. He was only in the Yuanying period and relied on an outer coat to conceal his aura. If his identity as a demon cultivator was discovered, the cultivators on the ship would attack him together and he would be no match for them.

The demon cultivator smashed his forehead until it bled, and he rolled around several times in agony before he managed to regain consciousness.

He panted, wiped his forehead and licked his own blood. He couldn't waste it.

While licking, he thought that he couldn't eat recklessly or he would be discovered. But it should be okay to catch one or two secretly. He knew the rules of the flying boat. He had to pay when getting on the boat, but there was no inspection when getting off the boat. As long as there were not a lot of people, who would discover it?

It's best to find someone who travels alone.

...The blood and flesh that was emitted from next door just now only had the aura of one person, and there was also some kind of bird-like monster?

But he was not fully conscious just now and did not feel the other party's cultivation level.

The demon cultivator stood up and wiped his forehead. The minor skin wound healed in the blink of an eye. He pushed the door open and walked out, following the smell of flesh and blood he had just smelled, wanting to confirm the cultivation level of the guy next door.

Apart from the weird martial arts he practiced, he was also very sensitive to blood, flesh and breath, like a dog's nose.

On the way, he also kept an eye out for other people walking alone, looking for food options.

Following the scent of flesh and blood, he found the dining area.

There were not many people in the dining room at the moment. A man with a golden mask was sitting alone. A gray bird was jumping on the table. He was eating slowly.

It is certain that he is the person who lives next door to me.

The strange thing is that the demon cultivator could not detect his cultivation level.

People with lower cultivation usually cannot see through people with higher realms, but the magic cultivator has special skills. He can distinguish people at close range by relying on the breath of flesh and blood, even if their cultivation is higher than his. However, he simply cannot judge the depth of the man with the golden mask.

Maybe it was blocked by some magic weapon.

The demon cultivator was a little unwilling, but suddenly, the man in the golden mask raised his head and stared at him with a pair of cold eyes.

The demon cultivator was startled. He came here to look for prey, but he felt like he was being targeted by a hunter.

Unable to see through his cultivation level for the time being, the demon cultivator had to grit his teeth and go outside to see if there was an easier target.

After he left, Xiao Mo Wu Tuan said to Bai Xue Tuan Zi in the inner palace: "I smell the desire that is about to be uncontrollable. He wants to eat us. At present, I am still a little worried and afraid... But I think he won't last long."

"Want to eat us." Xiao Mo lightly touched the tip of his tongue, "So far, I have never tried to completely eat a person's mind."

Xiao Mo decided that if the demon cultivator really came to attack them, he would eat up all of the demon cultivator's thoughts. After all, to him, this demon cultivator smelled sweet and delicious, like a walking cake.

Want to eat them? Xiao Mo's eyes flashed red: We don't know who will eat whom yet.