Mo Yidao put down the heavy hammer, picked up the blade and looked at it carefully, then he breathed over the blade, and with a subtle hum, invisible knife energy flew out, leaving a mark on the alloy ground. Knife marks like this were everywhere, densely packed throughout the boiler room.
He threw it casually, and the newly forged sword hung on the iron chain above, nourished by the spiritual energy.
Magical instruments are expensive because of their spiritual energy and materials.
"Come in."
Then a strong man who also looked very burly walked in. He looked a little panicked and walked a little faster. He said, "Master, it's not good. Fairy Taiyin is back. Other sects sent letters saying that they might want to ascend to the national defense level and integrate the sects in Zhaodi."
"Fairy Taiyin is back? She actually decided to come back." Mo Yidao was surprised. He thought that the other party would never come back after leaving, even though the Moon Palace was headquartered in Zhao.
It might not be surprising if Yue Palace abandons Zhao, which they have managed for so many years, and moves directly to Zhou.
"That's right. This morning the government received news from Qin that Fairy Taiyin wanted to apply to become a national guardian." The disciple said. This was undoubtedly bombshell news for all cultivators.
In theory, the state guardian is the boss of all cultivators, and no one likes to find a father for themselves. Whether it is the local cultivators or the reincarnated ones, most people do not want Zhao to have a state guardian.
In his opinion, Fairy Taiyin was trying to take his master's place. Before this, the most likely person in the entire Zhao land to become a national guardian was Jue Dao Mo Yi Dao. If he hadn't revived late, he would definitely have taken his place as a master.
Zhao Di and Mo Yidao had already started to contact each other, and it was expected that they could officially appoint him after another half a year of negotiation, but suddenly the Taiyin Fairy appeared. With the background of being at the peak of the incarnation of spirit, a direct descendant of an immortal, and the most beautiful woman in the world, the government instantly turned to the other side.
The worst thing is that his master was beaten to death by an immortal in his previous life.
"News from Qindi?"
Mo Yidao grasped the key information. He thought it was just a rumor, but now it seems that a closed-door meeting at the national level does exist.
He waved his hand and said, "Go back and practice. You don't need to worry about this matter, and don't get involved in it."
"Master, let's run. The world is so big that there are many places for cultivation. Let's..."
"I said go back and practice."
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A few seconds later, the disciple flew out of the boiler room and landed heavily on the steps. If it was an ordinary person, he would have died, but for a body-building cultivator, it was not painful at all.
After kicking the disciple out, Mo Yidao said to the empty boiler room: "Come out, if you have something to say, please talk. If you don't have anything to say, please leave. Outsiders are not welcome here."
Next, the void twisted slightly, and a man with a pointed face and narrow eyes walked out. He had reached the Golden Elixir level, and his aura was neither righteous nor evil.
It is not difficult for the reincarnated to obtain the golden elixir, but it is difficult to make the golden elixir perfect. Many golden elixirs are forcibly obtained and cannot reach the standards of their previous lives.
"Friend Mo Dao, this is a small Taoist."
"No need to greet him." Mo Yidao interrupted, "I am not interested in mediocre people."
The words were merciless, which made the visitor look embarrassed, but he did not dare to attack because of the other party's strength. When Mo Yidao was building his foundation, he killed a Jindan stage cultivator. Now the strength of the Jindan cultivator might be even more terrifying.
The strong can crush the weak, and the weak have no say. This fact has never changed among monks even with changes in the world.
The pointed-faced monk said, "Fairy Taiyin is back. She was sent back by the Sword Immortal. She was recommended by General Qin Fei to be a national guardian. She is a descendant of the living immortals and you cannot compete with her."
"Zhou, Qin, and Qi have already completed the full control of the spirit veins. Whether in name or in reality, the control has fallen into the hands of the immortals. Zhao is our last private land, and we must fight for it."
Mo Yidao's tiger eyes slightly opened, and his body like an iron tower leaned forward slightly. The man subconsciously tensed his body.
"You want to fight with the immortals?"
"Cultivation is about fighting. Spiritual veins are from heaven and never belong to anyone. The immortals in the world are domineering and arbitrarily take the spiritual energy of the world and give it to mortals. One day they will arouse the anger of the people. Daoist friend, you are not alone. There is not only one powerful immortal in the world. There will always be people who are equal to him or even more powerful in the future."
"He is now just a monkey claiming to be the king when there is no tiger in the mountain. I came here today on orders to ask you to disrupt the Fairy Taiyin's ascension to the state-defending level, and at least dampen her arrogance."
The pointed-faced monk did not give a direct answer, but Mo Yidao took it as his admission.
A flash of cold light passed by, and a head along with its soul was chopped off by the sword.
Mo Yidao no longer looked at the fallen body. Instead, he lowered his eyes to examine the blade, which was already covered with dense cracks.
He sighed sincerely: "It's not as good as my broken sword."
(End of this chapter)
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