Mo Longyun practiced the Qingmu Huoyao Gong. When he was refining the elixir, his magic power was endless, but when he was fighting the enemy, it was like burning the forest, which meant aggression and ferocity.

He leaped up, like a ball of flashing fire, and passed through the void in an instant, arriving in front of Jiang Xianqing. He reached out with one hand, sweeping across the area like a rampant fire dragon.

Jiang Xianqing did not dodge or evade, his waist was as steady as an ancient tree, he circled with one hand, and strands of magic power flowed out, as if stirring up the entire East China Sea.

Mo Longyun's offensive was gradually dissipated, like a fire dragon entering the sea, its own power continued to decline.

"boom"

Jiang Xianqing took a step forward, his temper rising, and wanted to suppress Mo Longyun's anger. He pressed down with his big hand, majestic and domineering, not giving him the slightest chance to suppress it.

In the turbulent situation, Mo Longyun remained calm. He moved his body, stirred up a lot of spiritual energy and turned it into his own Taoist temple. Like a dragon escaping from prison, he completely resolved his predicament.

Then, he grasped with his five fingers, as if he had grasped the power of the entire virtual sky, and punched out with overwhelming ferocity.

"Bang"

The two geniuses of the Immortal Sect fought several times in an instant. In the end, Mo Longyun's response was so exquisite that Jiang Xianqing retreated dozens of feet.

His robes fluttered and he retreated steadily like a ball. With every step he took, the ground shook slightly, as if he was carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

"What a brilliant fighting method."

The wandering cultivators behind the forest saw the two geniuses fighting each other. It was a simple battle of magic power, but the intentions behind it made them frightened. If they got involved, they were afraid that one or two changes would destroy their spirits and end up dead.

"These two are only at the Qi Refining Stage. Those above them are even more powerful."

There are many talented people among the independent cultivators, but due to various reasons, they cannot enter the immortal sect and have to practice in the vast mortal world.

In the past, people like them could make a name for themselves, but in today's border areas, the competition is too fierce.

The geniuses in the Qi Refining Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm from the five major immortal sects emerge one after another, giving people a feeling of being overwhelmed.

"Could it be that the people from Yaolu are not only good at making pills, but also good at fighting?"

Jiang Xianqing looked surprised. Mo Longyun's fighting skills were too skillful and as powerful as his alchemy skills. He was a rare opponent.

"There must always be a way to deal with external evil."

Mo Longyun thought that the alchemist in Yaolu was indeed a little different. Although his fighting skills might not be very advanced, he was not as weak as his peers.

It was probably because Yaolu launched two camp plans, deeply engaged in combat, and went deep into the battlefield that he developed a certain temperament.

"Don't lie to me!"

Jiang Xianqing didn't believe it and thought that Mo Longyun had received guidance from the person in the quiet courtyard, so he was proficient in both alchemy and magic.

“Boom…”

There was a bright light flashing in his eyes, and the internal skills in his body began to work. He absorbed the magic power from within and the spiritual energy from outside. With the inside and outside combining together, his whole body exuded a powerful aura, like a god surrounded by spiritual clouds.

"Imperial Mountain"

An ancient shout came out of his mouth, and he made a gesture with one hand and pointed to the sky. Golden light floated, and layers of magic power and spiritual energy were piled up and polished into a sacred mountain.

The sacred mountain was heavy and glittering like gold, like the true body of the mountain god. It was spiritual and powerful, and it went towards suppressing Mo Longyun.

"What a powerful attacking technique."

Mo Longyun saw the sacred mountain pressing down, and ripples appeared in the void. Even the tranquil spiritual energy was boiling and roaring.

"go!"

He pondered for a moment, then waved his hand, and flames appeared in the void. It was the alchemy furnace, a top-quality artifact given to him by Chen Sheng.

At this time, the alchemy furnace was burning, spewing out thick fire clouds, like an immortal's artifact, and crashed into the sacred mountain.

"Bang, bang, bang"

The sacred mountain trembled but did not break. Unable to withstand Mo Longshan's summoning of his energy, he pulled the magic weapon and attacked back and forth three times, finally breaking it into pieces.

"kill"

Seeing the magic collapse, Jiang Xianqing frowned and took out a big gun. It was pitch black and the tip of the gun emitted a deep light that seemed to be able to bury the night.

He rushed out, and the lightness and elegance on his body dissipated in an instant, turning into an unstoppable edge that made people tremble with fear.

"clang"

Mo Longyun wielded his sword, the light was cold and sharp, he slashed down with the sword again and again. The sword light was like flying snow, covering the sky and the earth, so dense that there was no way to escape.

Jiang Xianqing remained unmoved and swept his spear across. The black light covered the sky like a mighty force, and all the sword lights were wiped out.

A hint of depth flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen through Mo Longyun's flaw, and he stabbed straight down with his spear, with extreme sharpness.

"bite"

At this time, Mo Longyun felt a sense of danger, but he was able to control his scattered thoughts well and stabilize them. Facing the spear light, he actually held his sword across and blocked it with the back of the sword.

When the two magical weapons touched, their power spread, generating light waves that spread like flowing water, flying around and crushing many large trees, and also tearing apart some unfortunate creatures.

"Imperial Mountain"

Jiang Xianqing's shot that was about to kill Mo Longyun was blocked. He felt uncomfortable and just made a hand gesture. The golden light in the sky floated and condensed into a sacred mountain, shining like gold, which fell down all at once.

“Buzz…”

Mo Longyun's sword was entangled with Jiang Xianqing and he couldn't free his hands, so he revived the alchemy furnace. This object was hung above his head, and flames dripped down, isolating the inside and the outside.

"boom"

The sacred mountain fell, and the alchemy furnace sank at first, but then fiery red clouds rose between the three legs, stabilizing its shape and finally holding up the situation.

Seeing this, Jiang Xianqing raised his hand and the sacred mountain exploded, hoping to use it to break open the alchemy furnace, and then picked up Mo Longyun with a gun.

The alchemy furnace was shaken, but unfortunately it only lasted for a moment longer, allowing Mo Longyun to return to defend and missed the opportunity.

"Has it stopped?"

Then, the wandering cultivators on Dankou Mountain watched the fight come to a halt in silence. The two geniuses were facing each other, and time seemed to have stood still.

"The two are adjusting their magic power, and the winner may be determined soon."

There were monks who were well versed in the essence of fighting. They tensed their bodies but stared at the battlefield, knowing that the outcome would be revealed in a flash.

"boom"

Suddenly, two fierce auras rose up into the sky like dragons. Mo Longyun and Jiang Xianqing raised their combat power to the highest level at once. The surroundings were surrounded by rosy light. They each seized half of the spiritual energy in the void and competed with each other.

This time, the two men no longer dodged, but fought head-on, using all the magic power they could, like two waves, colliding with each other layer by layer, and going forward with no room for improvement.

"Bang"

On a line in the void, the two attacks had reached their limits, both wanted to break through the other's restrictions and kill each other, but they were stuck in a stalemate.

"Imperial Mountain"

A roar shook all directions.

Jiang Xianqing made a hand gesture and tapped into the void. All his magical power rushed up to the sky and condensed into a golden mountain. It was majestic and magnificent. It fell down layer by layer, suppressing the strong wind and making it move around as if it was going to destroy the world.

"Buzz"

Mo Longyun said nothing, as he tightly grasped the alchemy furnace in his hand. He poured his turbulent magic power into it, igniting the heaven and earth inside the furnace. It was as if he was controlling a small sun and smashing it directly towards the sacred mountain.

“Crack…”

This blow pierced through gold and split rock, implying a fierce explosive force. It smashed onto the sacred mountain, and the seamless furnace cover could hardly suppress the boiling flames, and it went out of control.

Then, the sacred mountain cracked, and Mo Longyun took advantage of the situation and punched Jiang Xianqing, causing him to cough up blood and break bones.

Jiang Xianqing had blood on his body and his face was pale, but his words were full of calmness.

This time, he did lose half a hand. Chishan was unable to suppress Mo Longyun's alchemy furnace and was defeated.

"Such a frank tone, such a heart..."

Mo Longyun felt it was a difficult situation. Jiang Xianqing's heart of Taoism was too stable. He was neither arrogant when he won nor discouraged when he lost. He could accept both victory and defeat. This alone made him better than many of his peers.

"Remember, my name is Jiang Xianqing, your lifelong enemy."

Jiang Xianqing did not fight to the death. Instead, after losing half a hand, he left calmly, determined to continue practicing, strengthen his skills, and then come back to get his revenge.

Mo Longyun looked at his departing figure, murmured something, and remembered it completely.

"Jiang Xianqing!"

He looked at his palm, which was covered in blood and flesh, indicating that it had been burned by the alchemy furnace. At the end of the fight, he could no longer control his magic power.

…

Medicine house.

The two men sat opposite each other. The middle-aged man who looked older was very respectful to the young man. Even though he was in a high position and had great power, he was still dwarfed by the young man here.

In his opinion, the young man was a real dragon hidden in the clouds. Once his power was revealed, he would be nothing more than a chicken or a dog. Therefore, he did not dare to break the rules even a little.

"Has Mo Longyun been targeted?"

Chen Sheng sits in the Guangxiu Immortal Sect and lives in seclusion in a quiet courtyard, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about anything. He still pays attention to some people and some things.

"I was watched as soon as I left the house. If the Grandmaster hadn't ordered me to do so, I would have asked my brothers to cut off the spies."

The middle-aged man was Yang Li, who was in charge of the Black Abyss Prison. He already had a strong aura, but in front of Chen Sheng, he was completely restrained and somewhat respectful. He silently told what he knew, saying, "The Chiling Immortal Sect sent out a genius in the Qi Refining Realm to fight against Mo Longyun, and he was defeated."

Some of Mo Longyun's struggles on this trip were real, some were fake, and there was some kind of guidance.

Jiang Xianqing from the Chiling Immortal Sect's route was too straightforward, as if he was here to kill Mo Longyun.

"Are you guys competing against each other? This is also a kind of tempering. Just don't go too far."

Chen Sheng thought about it and decided not to react. Mo Longyun had practiced with him for more than ten years and had a solid foundation, but what he lacked was experience. Those storms, once experienced, would transform a person.

"That kid is really lucky to be valued by the ancestor."

Yang Li exclaimed.

"It's also because the various sects are too unrefined."

Mr. Chen shook his head, remembering the rooster case many years ago, as well as the vague targeting by the major immortal sects. He suspected that Chen Ergou had beaten them so badly that year that they had been holding a grudge against him, and that was why they paid special attention to the Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

…

Mo Longyun was unaware that he was being protected. Ever since the battle at Dankou Mountain, his momentum had grown stronger, and whenever he walked around the borderland, he displayed the might of a genius.

Among those of the same level, he has few enemies who can match him, and he can even deal with cultivators who are one or two levels higher than him.

This went on for two years.

He was a little tired and felt that his first experience was successful, so he decided to go home.

When we go back, it won’t be so rushed.

He changed into clean clothes, with a blue shirt and a white complexion. His body was as tall and straight as a bamboo. He did not wear any sachet, but the fragrance of elixir lingered around him. He was treated with courtesy by everyone as he walked in the world.

Dawei City.

This was a city with cultivators. Mo Longyun entered and found a restaurant. As soon as he sat down, he felt someone was watching him.

He took this opportunity to pursue, but found nothing. His heart tightened a little and he became alert.

"Objective, what do you want?"

The servant thought to himself.

"Is there any powerful organization in this city?"

Mo Longyun ordered a few special dishes at random and asked the servant about the details of Dawei City. He always felt that he had to know something in advance.

"Powerful organization? No, Dawei City is governed by the City Lord's Mansion, and no other forces are allowed to come in."

The servant was a local and knew everything about this. Dawei City was ruled by the Cheng family. Although it had gone through several ups and downs, it had always stood firm and was quite prosperous.

"Someone from the City Lord's Mansion?"

Mo Longyun frowned. He had just entered the city and should have no connection with the Cheng family, but he felt like he was being spied on.

"It's strange that the city gates were closed early today. I don't know what happened."

The servant also mentioned a strange thing. The gate of Dawei city was closed a quarter of an hour ago for no reason. Fortunately, it would return to normal at dawn tomorrow, and it would not have much impact on them.

"Come for me? You are so blatant, aren't you afraid of being punished? Or is there some hidden force among them?"

Mo Longyun smelled a hint of conspiracy and danger. The Cheng family alone was already tricky enough, and he didn't know if there were any other hidden hands.

For example, one of the five major immortal sects.

He had followed Mr. Chen and had heard of some geniuses who died young. He didn't want to die young, so he was cautious.

This meal was tasteless.

He randomly found a room in the restaurant, sat in meditation and refined his Qi, adjusting his own aura to its peak, waiting for the unexpected to happen.

As the sunlight weakened and darkness came, a vague chill made Mo Longyun open his eyes.

"I am..."

He did not panic, but just pushed open the doors and windows, waiting to introduce himself and avert the danger.

"kill!"

The cultivation levels of those people were different, some were at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining, and some were at the sixth or seventh level. They did not take Mo Longyun seriously at all and shouted for killing, thus destroying the situation.

A sudden inspiration came to mind, and the roof tiles were lifted up, and Mo Longyun's figure became extremely clear.

"These local tyrants are so arrogant that they are so ignorant and arrogant."

In the dim light, he could see clearly that these people were indeed cultivators from the Cheng family. Some of them had still kept the jade tokens on their waists, which were gleaming brightly and dazzlingly in the air.

Now, he was also a little annoyed. He had washed off the smoke and dust, and was calm and composed. He was determined to return to the sect, but he was involved in a killing spree halfway.

"Whoosh"

As soon as he thought of this, Mo Longyun took out his sword, his anger surged, and the hair crown on his head fell off, letting his black hair fall down, unable to hide his sharp eyes.

kill!

kill!

kill!

No one expected that the situation would change so suddenly. Clearly a lone man, he swept away all the Cheng family cultivators.

The sword was extremely sharp, and there was no sign of the alchemist's background. He swung it casually, and immediately a corpse fell to the ground.

The blood spilled on the silent street was particularly eye-catching. The figure of the young man became taller and taller, forcing the enemy to retreat gradually.

(End of this chapter)