Ancient houses deep in the mountains, I don't know the sun and the moon. Black and white rotate, flowing time.

Amu and the others, in the blink of an eye, were in the Xuantian Pavilion, and three months had passed. The injuries of the four pavilion masters of the Xuantian Pavilion have basically healed, only Gan Tianqing's nine-change body has not recovered. However, this qiē is no longer in trouble.

Yesterday, the silver-haired Xingfei had already said goodbye to everyone and left adrift.

Amu and the Blue Devil also transmitted the jade slip through guò and exchanged information. The rest of the people prepared for the next step of how to seize the Valley of No Hatred.

The three major immortal gates of the Blood Moon, the strength of the Hatless Valley is undoubted.

Even now, with the full support of the Broken Xuantian Pavilion, it is impossible to directly enter the Valley of Hatredlessness. If that's the case, it's tantamount to suicide. Therefore, one qiē should be considered in the long run.

In the past three months, Gan Tianqing and the four of them have recuperated from their injuries, and Amu, Lishui, Bai Wuming, and Mo Wuxian have also made some discussion plans in their spare time.

The most powerful force in the Valley of No Hatred is, of course, the Nine Immortals who escape from the world in the valley.

A Heavenly Immortal Ninefold is enough to sweep a qiē. And the Nine Heavenly Immortals of the Hatredless Valley, Mo Wuxian said, there are at least three, and this does not include the power of the Heavenly Immortals of the Seven or Eight Realms.

Therefore, to seize the Valley of Innocence, you must not disturb those old monsters. Once you get them to shoot, it's too much trouble. Fortunately, Mo has no hatred surnamed Mo, according to what he said, those old monsters don't care who is the owner of the valley, as long as the surname is Mo.

If the current valley lord Mo Zhenshan is killed, as well as his henchmen, then Mo Wuxian will have a chance. Therefore, the question became how to kill Mo Zhenshan, and also to collect evidence of his crimes back then, in order to win the hearts of the people in the valley.

"Mozhen Mountain. Heavenly Immortal Dual Realm, which of you can kill him?" At this time, Amu looked at Gan Tianqing and the four of them.

Four Pavilion Masters. Except for the realm of Gan Tianqing, which is a little special, it looks like a double immortal on the surface, but it is actually not clear. The realm of the other three pavilion masters is all Heavenly Immortal One Heavy Dà Perfection.

"If the conditions are right, he can be assassinated, and all four of us can kill him. But if I fight head-on, I'm 90% sure I'll kill him. Gan Tianqing sneered.

"I'm fifty percent sure!" said the Pavilion Master of the Ink Turtle Pavilion.

"We're at most one percent!" Xuanfeng and the Jinlin Pavilion Lord said almost at the same time.

Breaking the Xuantian Pavilion. Shenlong is the first, and it is true.

"Not bad!" Amu nodded, "Still." We must seize the Valley of Innocence at the lowest cost! In the Valley of Hatred, Mozhen Mountain still has absolutely powerful power. ”

"Mo Zhen Mountain, you must die under my immortal killing and soul destroying talisman!" Mo Wuxian's cheeks tightened. Raised an eyebrow.

"Don't worry!" Amu patted Mo Wuxian's shoulder and said solemnly, "Wuxi, the last blow must be yours." We're going to make you hate it, and we'll hate it. ”

Everyone, all nodded. Mo Wuxian solemnly clenched his fists at everyone, but did not say much.

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Half a month later, the blood moon is in the middle of the continent. A fairy city. The name is Pingchuan.

Pingchuan City is a second-class immortal city on the Blood Moon Continent. It's far from the Valley of No Hatred. It was already less than three thousand miles, and for the monks of the fairy realm, such a distance could only be reached in a moment.

The boundary of Pingchuan Castle is a plain. It extends in all directions, so it comes and goes, and it is prosperous.

Its radius is tens of thousands of miles, several immortal gates, the most well-known is naturally the Valley of No Hatred, and an important point is that there is a restaurant in the city, which is the drunken demon Luo.

It was the Blood Moon Continent, one of the Seven Drunken Demon Lords.

Of course, there is not only one restaurant in Pingchuan Castle, but also taverns everywhere.

At this time, not far from Drunken Molara, there were two guests sitting in a rather simple tavern. One is dressed in a green shirt and the other is dressed in black.

The two of them, the high-level Great Perfection of Scattered Souls, have very ordinary appearances, without the slightest surprise. They belong to the kind of storage zài that they can't find when they are thrown into the crowd.

Two people, two pots of wine, a few side dishes, pour them slowly. Actually, this is no one else, it is Amu and Mo Wuxi, who suppressed cultivation and completely changed their appearance.

This Pingchuan City has completely entered the sphere of influence of the Valley of Hatred. Three days ago, Amu and the others left the dark rudder of the Xuantian Pavilion and arrived here, but they were fully prepared.

First of all, in order not to attract attention, everyone acted separately, two or three people. Amu and Mo Wuxian are together, Lishui, Bai Wuming, and Gan Tianqing are together, and the remaining three pavilion masters are a group.

In fact, although the forces of the Xuantian Pavilion are mainly in the southern part of the Blood Moon, there are also many arrangements in the middle of the Blood Moon. However, they were careful not to startle the snake, and everyone decided not to use these powers for the time being.

Three groups of people, on different days, entered Pingchuan City separately and acted separately, but secretly agreed on the contact information.

Moreover, the faces of Amu and the others were all arranged by Gan Tianqing himself. The master of the Shenlong Pavilion, the Shenlong sees the head but does not see the tail, and the means of disguise can be called the first Shura.

Therefore, Amu and they are not worried about revealing their identities at all. Amu and Mo have no hatred, the second city to enter yesterday, the most advanced city is the three major pavilion masters, because they are the highest cultivation. If there is any problem, it can be solved at any time.

Although there is a drunken demon Luo, Amumo has no hatred, and he doesn't want to startle the snake, so he only rests in this small shop. The main purpose this time is the Valley of No Hatred.

For this Pingchuan City, Mo Wuxian is naturally extremely familiar. It's just that after two thousand years, he wants to know more, and then he is ready to contact the inside line of the Hatless Valley before making the next step.

They are in a small shop with only four tables. They took one and talked about innocuous things. After a while, two more monks came in, one tall and one short, both in green robes, and the cultivators were in the middle level of Soul Scattering.

This kind of cultivation is already considered a low-level monk in the Blood Moon Continent. The two of them, looking like they were in the dust, seemed to have come from afar. They picked up a table and sat down, and ordered some food and drink.

Originally, Amu and Mo had no hatred and didn't pay much attention to the two monks, but the two monks drank and chatted, but they attracted their attention.

"Senior brother, you said that we went to celebrate our birthday this time, will the Hatless Valley help us?" said the slightly taller monk.

"Alas, it's hard to say!" the shorter monk sighed, "The Valley of No Hatred, the three major immortal gates of the Blood Moon, the eyes are higher than the top. Let's Xiaoyashan, a third-rate sect of the Blood Moon, and there are no invitations, maybe, we won't be allowed to enter the valley, and we will talk about help. However, it's hard to say, maybe we will meet a noble person to help. ”

"Alas, it's a pity there is no way!" said the tall monk, drinking a glass of wine.

Hearing this, Mo Wuxian and Amu couldn't help but glance at each other.

Xiaoya Mountain is the middle continent of the Blood Moon, an extremely remote Xiaoxian Gate, and it is not even a third-rate. Thousands of years ago, Mo Wuxian passed by once, and remembered that the master of Xiaoya Mountain was just a water tribulation upper realm.

Birthday wishes, whose birthday do you wish Mo Wuxian can't remember who is born in the Valley of No Hatred.

"Two fellow Daoists, please!" Thinking of this, Mo Wuxian raised his glass at the two monks.

There were no other customers in the store, so they were separated by a table. The two monks from Xiaoyashan were slightly stunned, in their eyes, sitting opposite were naturally two Scattered Soul High Rank Great Perfection.

Although they were a little surprised, the two monks from Xiaoyashan also had some knowledge, and they immediately raised their glasses.

"The two of you are friendly!"

"In Xia Wumo, I have been to Xiaoya Mountain, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is a rare place for feng shui!"

"Where, where! Let Wu Daoyou, see and smile!" The two Xiaoyashan monks were naturally proud when they heard each other praise their mountain gates, but they were slightly reserved and nodded politely.

"I just heard that the two of them said that they were going to the Valley of No Hate to celebrate their birthday. Dare to ask, I don't know who has a birthday in the Valley of No Hatred?" Mo Wu said without hatred.

"Oh, Daoist friends aren't locals either?" said the high monk.

"No, we're just a casual cultivator, just passing by! If there's really a big scene, we still want to join in the fun. Mo Wuxian said.

"I see. In seven days, it will be the 88,000-year-old birthday of the Lord of the Ink Valley of the Innocent Valley! It is said that the scene is very large, inviting many immortal sects on the Blood Moon Continent, and I heard that even the Shura Palace and the UFO Hall will come to people, which is a holy scripture. The dwarf monk's eyes radiated with envy.

"Oh, Lord Mogu, eighty-eight thousand years of life?" Mo Wuxian's heart moved, and after a little calculation, it seemed that there should be not much difference. He and Amu glanced at each other, and both of them felt in their hearts that this might be an opportunity. Because, it is much safer to enter the valley openly and honestly, from a certain process, than to probe in secret.

"The great birthday of the Lord of Mogu is really a holy scripture!" Mo Wuxian smiled, but there was resentment in his heart, "Those two Dao brothers, but they are troubled because they don't have invitations. ”

"Uh!" the two monks were slightly embarrassed, "Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, exactly!"

"This matter is easy to do, I have some friends in the Valley of No Hatred! We have a fate, I will give you two an invitation card tomorrow, how about it?" Mo Wuxian said with a smile.

"Is that true?" the eyes of the two monks in Little Asan lit up.

"How can you joke?" Mo Wuxian smiled, "Tomorrow, let's see you in this little shop, I'll send you two." However, the things of Mo Wu Hate Valley are precious, two Taoist friends, don't spread it, otherwise I'm afraid it will be trouble!"

"Noble!" the junior brother of Xiaoyashan couldn't help but glance at each other, and his heart was overjoyed.

At this moment, an ordinary-looking woman was passing by the door of the small shop. It's just that no one notices them. And in that woman's eyes, there was too much lingering hatred. (To be continued......)