Cultivating immortals is a hard job

A gust of black wind swept by, and Mo Xun disappeared immediately.

When he opened his eyes, he had come to a dimly lit place. On the pillars around him, each of them had an oil lamp, swaying in the breeze.

In front of him, against the wall, there was something like an altar, on which was a red incense burner, with some long-extinguished incense ashes in it.

Looking around, except for the range illuminated by the oil lamp, the rest of the place was pitch black.

But it was strange to say that the bell sound that had been ringing in his ears for a long time just now suddenly disappeared after entering this place, and it was so quiet that only his own breathing could be heard.

Mo Xun was nervous, and he already held several talismans in his hands. He looked around and was extremely cautious.

"Hahaha... It's been a long time since I saw anyone come here!"

This sudden laughter was like a thunder in the sky, which made Mo Xun startled immediately and hurriedly looked around for the source of the sound.

"Who is it?"

"Don't look for me, you won't find me!"

Hearing this somewhat gloomy and dry voice of the old woman, Mo Xun felt that his scalp was about to explode.

This voice seemed to come out of thin air in his ears, and he couldn't find out from which direction it came.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"Haha, this question is not easy for me to answer!"

In panic, Mo Xun's chest kept rising and falling violently, and drops of sweat flowed on his forehead.

This feeling of being played in the palm of someone's hand really makes people a little crazy.

After a while, the old voice sounded again.

"Boy, what's your name?"

Mo Xun swallowed dryly. Since experiencing the incident with Wuji Sanren, he now extremely doubted that the person in front of him was probably an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years.

"Replying to the senior, my name is Mo Xun!"

"Don't think about everything in front of you... Not bad, not bad, a good name!"

Mo Xun calmed down a little. He knew that the more time came, the more he couldn't panic.

At least from the other party's tone, it seems that there is no intention to harm him for the time being.

"May I know your name, senior?"

"As for me... I don't remember my real name, but a long time ago..."

At this point, the old woman's voice suddenly became a little blurry.

"There are quite a few people who call me Yuehua Fairy!"

Mo Xun secretly complained in his heart. He didn't believe that anyone would forget his real name, but from the other party's tone, it seemed that she should have some fame in the world of immortal cultivation, but I didn't know how it compared with Wuji Sanren?

"I wonder if the senior has summoned me here for any instructions?"

Mo Xun now tried to lower his posture. Although he was cowardly, compared with saving his life, it was nothing!

After a long time, the old woman's voice came again.

"Young man, how about we make a deal?"

Mo Xun frowned immediately. The other party really thought he was a three-year-old child. Making a deal with such an old monster was tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger.

Although he was inexperienced, he was not stupid. Any fair transaction was based on the equal strength of both parties. Can it be called a transaction if someone coerced you?

However, after hearing the other party's intention, he figured out something else.

This place is called "Soul-Calming Tower". This person must be suppressed here and unable to go out, so he wants to use him to achieve some goals!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly alert, not to be calculated by the other party.

"Senior, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I will do it!"

The old woman laughed: "With your current ability, you can't do it, but I'm not in a hurry, as long as you can complete it within five hundred years!"

"Five hundred years!"