I have been bound in a forbidden place for five hundred years. Why are you crying when I am a casual

"Disciple Bizhu, I pay my respects to Master!"

"I have prepared a place for you, Master. Would you like to go and rest for a while now?"

As Qin Moran entered the city, a woman wearing the Qingxuan Holy Land Taoist robes and exuding the same scholarly air as her came forward to greet her. This woman was Qin Moran's disciple, Tang Bizhu, who had arrived in Yunxiao City a few days ago.

Qin Mo Ran shook his head at his disciple's suggestion:

"My time is limited, so I can't stay here for long. I'll go to the City Lord's Mansion first and pay a visit to the old City Lord. Please tell me about the situation in the city."

Tang Bizhu did not dare to delay and immediately started to talk about the situation.

That’s actually the situation.

First of all, there is the matter of Wan Yun's pilgrimage. Because Wan Yun no longer worships, it is impossible to find out the specific situation. Not only their Qingxuan Holy Land, but other sects and forces in the city have also gained nothing.

In the past two days, many talisman masters have begun to leave Yunxiao City.

As for the ringing of the original bell and the appearance of the Heavenly Gate last night, there is currently a lot of discussion in the city, but just like Wanyun’s worship, the only thing that can be confirmed is that someone in Yunxiao City caused the strange phenomenon.

But no one knows who initiated it.

Listening to this report of no progress, Qin Mo Ran was a little dissatisfied: "What about Wanbao Tower? Didn't they tell me where their perfect talisman came from?"

"Wanbaolou has been covering up this matter, especially Manager Su. Even when disciples went to inquire about it, he kept saying that it was Wanbaolou's business secret and could not be disclosed to the public."

Tang Bizhu's face was filled with displeasure: "Wanbaolou has been too arrogant this time. With you, Master, here, Wanbaolou will definitely not dare to hide anything anymore!"

Qin Moran raised his eyebrows.

Noncommittal.

As they were talking, the two of them arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. Just as they were about to step forward to pass on the message, they saw an old man with white hair and beard, looking energetic, stepping out first:

"Hahaha, Miss Qin is here, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

Upon seeing this person, Master Qin Moran immediately saluted:

"Greetings, Senior Sang!"

"My daughter greets City Lord Sang!"

The person in front of him is none other than the real owner of Yunxiao City, the Lord of Yunxiao City.

Sang Shoudao!

This is a true legend. He was once a disciple of the famous Lancang Holy Land in Zhongzhou. After abandoning his sect, he became a casual cultivator and personally built this city of casual cultivators.

The biggest reason why Yunxiao City can provide shelter to the independent cultivators who have fled here is its transcendent status.

It’s Sang Shoudao here!

Even though Qin Moran had the Qingxuan Holy Land behind him, when he met Sang Shoudao, he could only observe the etiquette of a junior and dared not overstep the mark in the slightest.

"Don't be so awkward. Get up quickly."

Sang Shoudao laughed heartily, raised his palms, and then led Qin Mo Ran and his disciples into the mansion. After serving tea, he saw that Tang Biju did not sit down, but stood obediently behind Qin Mo Ran to serve him.

This made Sang Shoudao sigh with emotion: "I haven't seen you for many years. The little girl back then has grown up to be a master."

"Mo Ran just doesn't want the inheritance to be broken. Speaking of accepting disciples, if Senior Sang is willing, I'm afraid he would have disciples all over the world by now." Qin Mo Ran replied politely.

"Haha, an old man like me doesn't have that much patience." Sang Shoudao shook his head and smiled, then asked casually:

"I wonder how that kid Gu Xiu is doing lately. I heard a long time ago that he returned from that desperate place, but I haven't seen him for a long time. Why did he come to Yunxiao City to visit an old man like me?"

"Gu Xiu... he is fine. He has been in seclusion in the sect to recuperate. Mo Ran hasn't seen him for a long time." Qin Mo Ran replied with an unnatural expression.

"Really?"

"Um……"

Sang Shoudao said with emotion, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. With the protection of your Qingxuan Holy Land, even the most serious injuries will surely be properly treated."

This was just a casual sigh, but it made Qin Mo Ran's cheeks hot and he felt very embarrassed.

He could only change the subject: "Senior Sang, Mo Ran came here to ask about the ringing of the original bell last night and the appearance of Tianmen..."

"it's me."

"what?"

"It was a sudden realization that this old man created a set of heavenly-level skills called Yunxiao Jue." Sang Shoudao admitted it directly:

"What a pity! This set of skills still needs to be refined. Currently, it has only just reached the threshold of the lower level of the Heavenly Rank."

"I don't know if I can survive until this technique reaches a higher level..."

As Sang Shoudao spoke, he sighed with some emotion.

There is a sense of a hero in his twilight years.

Qin Mo Ran, who heard this, stood up first and congratulated him repeatedly:

"Congratulations, Senior, your divine power has been perfected!"

"A heavenly-grade technique is one in a million. The fact that you were able to create one shows that you have already reached a higher level in your understanding of the Dao!"

"With time, I might be able to achieve great enlightenment, push open the gate of heaven, and ascend to the immortal realm!"

This series of auspicious words made Sang Shoudao burst into laughter.

Qin Moran also breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone has created a top-grade martial art. This matter can be a big deal or a small one. For the Qingxuan Holy Land, the biggest worry is that a new holy land will appear, and conflicts may be inevitable at that time.

Now it seems that it was created by Sang Shoudao, a casual cultivator, so there is no need to worry about it.

after all.

After all, independent cultivators are just independent cultivators. They can never be on par with holy lands, let alone threaten the interests of Qingxuan Holy Land.

And if you think about it carefully, if there is anyone in Yunxiao City who has the possibility of creating a top-grade martial art, it is only Sang Shoudao in front of him.

After chatting for a few words, Qin Moran asked again: "Senior, may I ask you one more question?"

"You want to ask about Wan Yun's worship, or the perfect Taoist talisman?" Sang Shoudao said with a smile.

Qin Mo Ran nodded.

Yunxiao City was originally built by Sang Shoudao himself. If there is any secret in Yunxiao City, who can easily find out? It is only Sang Shoudao.

It would be strange to say that he didn't know about this.

really.

"Wan Yun's pilgrimage is indeed related to my Yunxiao City." Sang Shoudao nodded.

"Oh?"

"Some time ago, someone created a talisman that could reach the sky, and mastered the pinnacle of the way of talismans, attracting thousands of people to come and worship him."

"Who is that?"

"No rush." ​​Sang Shoudao shook his head and continued, "Afterwards, that person's forces used some special methods that even I cannot understand to create a perfect Taoist talisman."

really!

Hearing this, Qin Moyan's pupils shrank instantly!

She had guessed before that the sudden appearance of a large number of perfect Taoist talismans must be related to Wan Yun's worship, and now it seems to be true!

but……

"That person's power?" Qin Moran noticed the key point: "Is that a power?"

"I can produce hundreds of thousands of perfect Taoist talismans every day. If I say that they were made by one person, would you believe it?" Sang Shoudao asked.

"This..." Qin Mo Ran shook his head: "I wonder what kind of force that is?"

But when he asked this question, Sang Shoudao did not answer, but just looked at him with a smile.

Qin Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, then said, "I came here to investigate this matter, and I will definitely not act rashly in Yunxiao City."

"I hope you, Qingxuan Holy Land, can do it." Sang Shoudao said, then shook his head: "But actually, I think you will not act rashly."

"Senior Sang, what do you mean by this?"

"In the art of talismans, there was once a peak force. Have you ever heard of it?"

"The pinnacle of the talisman world..." Qin Moran pondered, then suddenly widened his eyes:

"What the senior said, could it be..."

"Mo Hanlou?"

At the end of the path of talismans, Mo Han is crowned the master!

Ten thousand years ago, the supreme master of the way of talismans was born. His name was Xu Mozi, and he held a heavenly book of talismans in his hands.

All the Dao rhymes surrendered.

With just a few strokes of the pen, countless powerful enemies were reduced to ashes.

One talisman can destroy an entire family.

A drop of ink can kill a whole clan.

An era of repression where there is no respite!

At that time, Xu Mozi formed a special force, which specialized in exploring the way of talismans. It was said that in its heyday, only sixth-level talisman masters could enter, and it became a place that countless talisman masters yearned for.

And this force.

It’s called Mo Hanlou!

Any talisman master may not know how many Mahayana Supremes there are in the world, but he has definitely heard of the legend of Mo Han Tower!

only……

"According to ancient records, Mo Han Tower suddenly disappeared without a trace within a short year after Senior Xu Mozi ascended to immortality. This means it has been ten thousand years since then."

Qin Mo Ran was surprised: "Could this force appear again?"

"It appeared, and it's in Yunxiao City." Sang Shoudao nodded and gave the answer directly.

But that’s the answer.

Qin Moran couldn't sit still anymore.

The Mohan Tower that disappeared for thousands of years...

He unexpectedly reappeared in the world, and in Yunxiao City, and even cooperated with Wanbao Tower to sell Taoist talismans!

What are they going to do?

Who is the leader of Mo Han Tower now?

How did they master this method?

This series of questions made Qin Moran feel like he had discovered a huge secret.

"Thank you, Senior Sang, for telling me such a secret!" Qin Moran finally couldn't sit still anymore and stood up to say goodbye.

Sang Shoudao laughed and waved his hand casually:

"It's okay, it's okay. Gu Xiu once did me a favor. Although Yunxiao City has always been hostile to all sects and clans."

"But we still have to give face to little Gu Xiu."

Qin Moyan's expression froze at these words, but he could only nod: "Then I would like to thank you on behalf of my junior brother."

"It's not necessary."

But Sang Shoudao turned his head and took a deep look at a certain place in the city, then said sadly:

"If it's convenient for him, he will come and thank you in person."

"If he doesn't come, it will be inconvenient."

"Old old man."

"I know."

At the same time, in Tingyu Pavilion, Gu Xiu seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

He glanced in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

A smile appeared on his calm face.

Thank you, senior.

Take care!