When the first black mist just came out of the shadow, Mo Tianwei felt an unprecedented tremor, which was from the shock of the divine soul, and because of this, she was stunned for a long time, so that the black mist ran out at the right time.

These black mist gave her a very bad feeling, not only because of that predator-like aura, but also because she knew very well that these things belonged to the heinous type in the evaluation criteria of Red Lotus Karmic Fire.

I also know that she inadvertently opened the seal and released the evil creatures of the sealer, once these evil creatures set off any bloody storm in the heavens and all worlds, she would be indispensable in the countless causes and effects.

I'm afraid that if I didn't have to be burned by the red lotus karma fire and die on the spot, I became the first fool to be burned to death by the spiritual fire that I recognized the lord, which is simply ridiculous.

Even if the Red Lotus Karma lets her go, she has countless karmic sins and wants to upgrade?

The Heavenly Tribulation will teach you to be human.

So how can she not be angry, how can she not be angry?

However, Mo Tianwei is not a three-year-old child after all, and while she is angry, she knows what the biggest problem in front of her is, she must kill these black mist that escaped from the seal, so that she can have a future!

In the darkness, a massacre launched by Mo Tianwei was going on, because of the anger in her heart, she was ruthless and decisive, and about a quarter of an hour later, when the world screenshot slowly dissipated, there was no black fog around her.

When the light returned to the world, Mo Tianwei slowly opened her eyes, and there was still a deathly silence around her, but now she knew very well what a terrible world was hidden behind this......

His gaze moved away from the soft grass beneath his feet and slowly moved to a large tree not far away.

The tree is lush and leafy, and the breeze gently stirs its foliage, which is peaceful and beautiful.

Mo Tianwei's gaze was momentary, and his cold gaze seemed to contain some kind of strange power, even the wind quietly stagnated, and the leaves no longer swayed with the wind.

"Hide your head and tail, get out!" suppressed anger in her voice, and after solving the mess, the little flame in her heart jumped again, "Don't let me say it again!"

After a long time, a wave came from the big tree: "Are you angry?"

It's funny, it's no wonder she's not angry!

However, Mo Tianwei also understood that he was angry with others, and stood quietly for a while, and only after calming down did he say, "What are you?"

Before the world dissipated, she took advantage of the chaos to mark one of the phantoms, binding it in place. The marked phantom knew that it would not be possible for him to escape until the mark dissipated, so he didn't think about leaving, and no one could hurt it anyway.

"We?" the phantom seemed to sneer, "we're just a bunch of poor people who can't survive or die!"

Mo Tianwei was extremely ruthless: "I'm not interested in your mood, just tell me your identity." ”

"Sure enough, it's a sword cultivator, and his temper is stinky and hard. The phantom sneered, but he didn't have anything to do with her, and said directly, "We are disciples of the Xianhua Holy Palace. ”

"Oh?" Mo Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, not surprised by this answer, "The destruction of the Xianhua Holy Palace is related to those black fogs in the seal?"

"Of course, if it weren't for these...... How powerful our Xianhua Sacred Palace is, how could it fall to this fate!" When mentioning the identity of the black mist, the phantom was vague and did not say it explicitly, as if there was some taboo.

"I came out of a palace before, is there something strange about the lotus pond there?"

"That's the Phantom Heart Lotus Pond, once anyone is bewitched, they will be pulled into the world in the Phantom Heart Lotus Pond, and they will sink forever, and they will not be liberated!" the phantom replied casually, and suddenly seemed to look at Mo Tianwei a few times before saying, "It stands to reason that unless the cultivation is above the merger stage, it is impossible to escape the bewitchment of the Phantom Heart Lotus Pond...... It's weird that you easily broke through the illusion. ”

It's okay if he doesn't say it, but as soon as he says it, Mo Tianwei is even more angry, that damn illusion made her embarrassed and thrown in front of Daojun, it's really hateful!

When she has the opportunity, she must fill in the Phantom Heart Lotus Pond, so that it will no longer rely on some ability to peek into the inner world of others at will!

While she was angry, the phantom was still chattering, "Besides, you weren't bewitched by the illusion, but you broke in by unlocking the formation yourself...... Hehe, there is a way in heaven that you don't take, and hell has no door to break into......"

This guy seems to have become psychologically distorted because of the days when life is worse than death for many years, so he can't speak well, and there is an aura of "I just want to you off or be beaten to death by you" between the lines.

"Phantom, what is it?"

"In the past, there was a divine beast in the Xianhua Holy Palace, named Nightmare...... It's been locked up here for too long, it's crazy, and then it's become an illusion," the Phantom smirked, "Its favorite thing to do is to lure the monks near the Xianhua Sacred Palace, devour their **, weave dreams for them, and watch them slowly decay in the illusory world......"

Mo Tian was noncommittal about this, and seeing that the mark was about to dissipate, she asked the most critical question: "How can I leave this sealed land?"

"Leave, do you want to leave?"

Mo Tianwei didn't nod, just looked at him coldly, she knew what this guy was thinking.

"You still want to leave when you come here?" the phantom laughed maniacally, but the laughter turned to endless sorrow, sounding like laughter, but actually crying, "I still want to leave!

"You don't know how to leave?" Mo Tianwei is so hardcore, he doesn't care about what kind of mental journey is behind this person's crying and laughing, and hits the point.

"Yes, of course I do. The Phantom sneered, "It's too simple, you just need to go back to the palace on the top of the mountain, rewrite the words 'Xianhua Sacred Palace' on the plaque, and then write your name on the top god seat of the ancestral hall, and you can leave." ”

This method is indeed very simple, but Mo Tianwei just smiled noncommittally, "Then why don't you go?"

"I'm ......" let out a long sigh, and the mark on the phantom's body slowly dissipated, "I...... No. ”

He floated away, "The highest divine position in the ancestral hall is the position of the ancestor of my Xianhua Holy Palace, I ...... How can you blaspheme the Patriarch?"

Staring at the place where the phantom was standing, Mo Tianwei had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and it seemed that this time he was really in great trouble.

She couldn't believe all the words of the phantom, although there was a way to leave, but ...... Who knows if that method is true and if there are any sequelae?

Huang Yao's inheritance can be turned into a seizure...... Who knows if there will be any problems with writing names on the throne?

She was afraid of these ancient powers.

"Don't listen to him. ”

Just as Mo Tian was pondering slightly, a phantom suddenly appeared not far from her, which was different from the previous phantom, and this phantom was able to reveal her figure!

It must be known that when she talked to the phantom before, she relied on the markings on the phantom's body to locate the phantom, not through any means such as vision or divine sense, because those were completely useless.

It was an illusory outline, shrouded in a faint golden light, and although the face was also very blurry, it was much better than the phantoms that Mo Tianwei had glimpsed in the world screenshot before.

Listen to the voice, it's a woman.

is so different, it must not be an ordinary Xianhua Holy Palace disciple, Mo Tianwei said: "Who are you?"

"I am the head of the Xianhua Holy Palace, the previous one was my junior brother, he had the worst temper, I hope you don't have the same knowledge as him. ”

Mo Tianwei thought to himself: Even if I want to meet him in general, I can't do anything about him!

I had no choice but to pretend to nod generously and change the subject, "Listen to what you mean, what he just said is false?"

"It's true to us, but it's false to you. The woman said, "If you write your name on the throne of the patriarch, not only will you not be able to leave, but you will be taken away as the body of the patriarch, you ......."

She shook her head, "You are only a golden pill, even if the ancestor only has one thought left, you will never be able to escape." ”

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Mo Tian snorted coldly, knowing that the guy was not well-intentioned!

"However, if we, the disciples of the Immortal Hua Sacred Palace, do this, not only will there be no danger, but we can leave immediately. The woman ignored Mo Tianwei's unhappiness, "However, we have already fallen, and once we leave here, we will immediately disappear and cannot be reincarnated." ”

"So, that guy is afraid of death, so he won't go out?"

"No, death is liberation for us!"

The woman's answer surprised Mo Tianwei, "We have been breathing for too long, every day for millions of years...... It was a terrible torture for us, and we were always looking forward to dying. ”

"You ......"

This made Mo Tian slightly puzzled, if "living" like this was a kind of torture, she didn't think that just relying on such an illusory belief as respect for the ancestor could make all the Xianhua Holy Palace disciples persevere, there would always be people who couldn't bear it, so they chose to leave.

"Back then, the Xianhua Sacred Palace inadvertently made a big mistake, and in order to make up for the mistake, the ancestor had to sacrifice the entire Xianhua Sacred Palace, set up a seal, and suppress those ...... forever Evil spirits. ”

"Although the Xianhua Sacred Palace is the most powerful sect in the Xianhua Great World, it has always been strict in accepting disciples, with only more than a thousand people. We have made a great mistake and have already realized that we are going to die, so we did not resist the sacrifice......"

"Before the sacrifice, the patriarch told us that if one day I regret it, I can write my name on the ancestral shrine and I will be liberated. The woman smiled lightly, "The patriarch is like this, he never asks for anything. ”

"But the stakes are very high, the elders of the sect think that he will have endless troubles after doing this, so he took advantage of the ancestor's unpreparedness and modified the formation, since then, I and other disciples of the Xianhua Holy Palace are not allowed to enter the Holy Palace, even if there is any loophole to enter, I can only write my name on the ancestral throne, not on my own ......throne."

"The disciples of the Xianhua Sacred Palace may have all kinds of desires in their hearts, but they will never blaspheme the patriarch, so there are two obstacles. ”

She looked at Mo Tianwei, "It turns out that the elders' guesses are not wrong, millions of years of loneliness and pain can drive everyone crazy...... If it weren't for this decision of the elders, ...... now I'm afraid everything will get out of hand. ”

Mo Tianwei naturally understood this, and she sighed softly: "The wind is always blown, and the rain blows the wind." ”

Perhaps those disciples of the Xianhua Sacred Palace had no objection when they sacrificed back then, but after a long time, the beliefs that supported them slowly faded in endless pain, and when the wind flowed, the rain and the wind blew away, they ...... It may not be able to persevere.

This is not the fickleness of people's hearts, but the principle of nature, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"Yes, back then, my disciples of the Xianhua Holy Palace were all first-class romantic figures, but now what about ......" The woman smiled bitterly, and suddenly felt depressed, "Now, it's just a group of poor insects who can't die......"

Although he was quite sympathetic to what happened to the Xianhua Holy Palace, Mo Tianwei was also calm enough not to change his mind because of this. She paused, her tone firm, "So, how do I leave?"

"If you want to leave, there is only one way, you go back to the Holy Palace, the ancestor is sleeping in the ancestral hall, and he will tell you the answer. ”

Mo Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, "Could it be that you're waiting to take me away?"

"How could the Patriarch do such a thing?" the woman snorted heavily, as if she was very dissatisfied with her malicious speculation, "You go quickly, if it's too late, maybe those who fall into the Phantom Heart Lotus Pond won't be able to save them there, and there are also your companions, right?"

With that, her form melted back into the air and vanished.

"Holy Palace Ancestral Hall?" Mo Tian whispered to himself slightly, "Even if you don't want to go, you have to go." ”

Return to the Holy Palace.

Although there was no writing in the Sacred Palace, the shape of such palaces was usually relatively uniform, so she quickly locked on to the place where the ancestral hall was located.

Pushing open the heavy door, the first thing Mo Tianwei saw was the jade carving in front of him.

The jade carving exudes a faint glow, so that the carving is not as indifferent and lofty as an ordinary statue, the carved person is indistinguishable, the appearance is elegant, the eyes contain a gentle smile, and the corners of the lips hook a shallow arc, like an ordinary boy next door to make people feel good at first sight, but the bearing of the body clearly shows his different identity.

"Is this the Immortal Flower Sacred Palace Patriarch?"

Mo Tianwei couldn't help but have a good impression of this person, but with Daojun in front of her, her resistance to people was much higher, but she didn't have any emotions like "willing to die for you" when she saw it at a glance.

Behind the statues, there are rows of gods, layer upon layer, totaling 1,281 pieces, each with no handwriting on it.

The soul lamps on both sides are also in a very strange state, they seem to be burning with fire, and they seem to have been extinguished, which precisely represents the state of the disciples of the Xianhua Holy Palace now, between life and death.

After a few glances, she finally returned her attention to the statue on the jade carving, giving her a feeling of "living", thinking that it should be because the ancestor of the Xianhua Holy Palace was sleeping in it.