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"There are two signal components in the cracked camera. The main communication is transferred by the long-distance satellite, and the target is on the edge of Pandora's northern area. The auxiliary communication is in the suburbs of S City, and it can already be accurately located."

"Send me the coordinates of the outskirts. Continue to track the main communication signal, Pandora North—is it on the edge of the forbidden zone?"

"Respect, that's true. The magnetic field in the forbidden area is disordered, and communication is impossible. The group of people who attacked the young master should be hidden in it, and communicate with the outside world through the signal base station set up on the border."

Lu Mengji frowned slightly: "What ethnicities are there near the base station?"

"In addition to the Moshan clan who occupied the northern region, there were originally three small clans, but no one has seen them for nearly a hundred years. It is said that they were forced to move to the forbidden area when the Moshan clan bloodbathed the northern region. lost track."

"Don't worry about it for the time being," Lu Mengji said, "Go and investigate the Moshan tribe, especially if there are high-ranking and powerful alien tribes among them."

The other side quickly sent a reply: "In the Moshan tribe, they don't respect the beast gods, but worship them with sacrifices. The patriarchs and elders are all beastmen."

"Who is the priest?"

"female."

In an instant, several clues were connected together, and Lu Mengji's eyes darkened: "Keep an eye on him."

City S, close to the target point in the suburbs, the two sword lights were silently erased, and they looked like ghosts in the pale sky, only the sound of chasing through the sky.

Lu Mengji hung up the communication, and with the spiritual force under his feet, the two swords almost touched each other.He whispered to Mu Fan.

"It's Qingjue."

"Pandora's living environment is harsh, there is no concept of women, and the genders are divided into two types - orcs who can be turned into beasts, and females who can't be turned into beasts. Females are scarce and are precious wealth in the tribe. They basically don't hold important positions. Qing Jue's ability to integrate into the Moshan clan should be due to her female identity."

Mu Fan nodded, but was surprised: "The three thousand worlds are indeed different."

Lu Mengji turned sideways and looked at him: "When the matter is over, I will definitely go around with Afan to have a look."

Mu Fan smiled slightly.

Lu Mengji's gaze swept over him, his eyes were tender and tender - the first stop must be Nine-Tailed Star, then Xuxu Er, the birthplace of the Federation's initial civilization, and then Bisu, as for Pandora, there is no rush for a while.

Thinking of this, he groaned in his heart.

Those orcs are rude and ignorant, they look like semi-finished products with incomplete evolution, and their brains are full of muscles.Except for the monster race, any blue star male will go up to court when they see it, especially the good-looking ones.In the past few decades, every time Bluestar assisted in infrastructure construction, it had to send armored vehicles to pull the young engineers back. The vehicles were also crowded with "beast warriors" clamoring to get out of the order.

——And no matter how many leaflets are distributed, how many popular science lectures are given, it will not help.It seems that the orc's cognitive memory is a memory chip with less than 16MB, or the kind that is formatted regularly.

Such a severe environment must not be included in the travel plan!

He glanced at Mu Fan again, the morning light cast a layer of white light on Jianxiu's soft side face, and the person's figure lined by the fluttering sleeves of his robe was elegant.Lu Mengji leaned closer to him without moving his expression, further strengthening his determination.

In an instant, the two of them coincided with the coordinates sent.

At the foot is a newly built resort, which is very quiet across the mountains and rivers.Mu Fan exchanged glances with him, then quietly withdrew his sword, and walked towards a courtyard holding his breath.Lu Mengji followed closely behind, spreading his consciousness, and quickly locked in one place.

Then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unexpectedly, he was still an acquaintance—the gray eye who escaped from him in the red silk base that day.

In the courtyard, Mosuotuo was furious, and the low-pitched Orc Northern Territory Common Language had a sharp tone because of being too excited.

Just now, the video conference ended.Although the priest didn't say a serious word, when he looked at him, it was as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head.

He let adults down.This shock was almost worse than killing him, and behind the lord, Mo Yu's sneering expression made him even more angry.

"Elder calm down! My lord means to wait here, don't act rashly—"

"Wait?! Aren't you aggrieved? Eight of the nine people sent out died, and their lives are second to none. How much divine power was wasted?"

Outside the window, the message from the translator made Mu Fan, who was hiding and lurking, pause slightly.

Of the subordinates sent by Qingjue, there is still one left.

He silently glanced at Lu Mengji, but the other party didn't know the same thing, both of them listened attentively.

"This year's summer is the day for priests to pray to the beast god. If the number one warrior is still Mo Yu—you can definitely guess what will happen."

"Don't be impatient, elder. My lord is also thinking of you. As long as we wait here, there may not be a turning point."

"Turnaround? It's almost summer now, are you talking about a turnaround? If you are still the number one warrior in three years, you can propose to any female in the clan with the tacit approval of the beast god. No one can refuse, not even a priest—" —I’ll take people out and do it myself when it’s daylight.”

"The matter of the response—"

"You stay here."

In the future, it will be a trivial conversation.Seeing that several people were no longer revealing useful information, Mu Fan silently gestured to Lu Mengji.

With a creak, the side door of the courtyard was pushed open, and the strong wind outside the door made the person who was the first to react terrified.He turned his head quickly, and then his expression froze on his face——

"Excuse me, I'm here to find Qingjue." Mu Fan looked at him and said, but without any hesitation in his hand, the sword light slashed at the man's waist like lightning, and he picked up his terminal.

The man was stunned for a long time before he suddenly felt a chill in his waist. A beast-like roar came out of his throat, and Mo Sotuo, the highest cultivation level in the courtyard, reacted immediately.

What was waiting for him was Lu Mengji's arrogant sneer.

Pandora star, Montenegro base.

Qing Jue stood on the observatory of the base station, the morning light connected the foot of the mountain into one piece, and the vast expanse of snow could be seen as far as the eye could see.

Fifty meters further ahead is the frightening forbidden zone.

As far as the eye can see, there are several teams of orcs carrying supplies in the snow. Just 50 meters away, all technological equipment can be short-circuited due to electromagnetic disturbances, and no matter how powerful the monks or orcs are, they will become weak. mortal.

Before the team of orcs entered the forbidden area, they prayed a few words in a low voice before stepping in.Iron objects that could be easily lifted suddenly seemed to weigh more than ten thousand catties.Among them, only Mo Yu seemed to be immune to the influence of the magnetic field. After her cultivation was suppressed, she could still contend against the invisible force purely relying on the strength of her body.

Qing Jue revealed a satisfied look.

The black feather was the last weapon he had carefully selected.

"Master Sacrifice, the northern base will be completed today." An orc said respectfully.

Qing Jue nodded, and Mo Yu appeared beside him in an instant, standing still without hesitation under his slightly indifferent gaze.

"We lost six Golden Cores and two Foundation Establishments yesterday."

Mo Yu didn't care at all: "As long as Mo Suotuo can evacuate, if he is smart enough, he has already gone to the Yuxu Sect to meet him. Golden core, if you destroy another clan, you can pile it back."

Qing Jue asked: "What's going on with Yu Xuzong?"

"The jade slip has been delivered, and everything is going well."

Qing Jue withdrew his gaze and continued to look into the distance.

"Northern base," Mo Yu also looked in the same direction.In the deepest part of the Forbidden Zone, the new base that took countless manpower and material resources to build, can only be seen as a vague outline under his cultivation at the peak of Jindan.He whispered: "Before summer, everything will end here."

Qing Jue put his hands behind his back and just stared at it for a long time, until he was interrupted by the terminal communication.

"Mo Suotuo?" Qing Jue's expression was unkind, and his eyes were slightly gloomy: "Didn't you tell him to go to Yuxu Sect and wait?"

Mo Yu sneered: "If you let him have a brain, he will be able to grow a brain? He—"

——The moment the video was turned on, the eyes of the two changed abruptly.

Lu Mengji was sitting on one side of the screen, stepping on a black panther. The pure black leather boots pushed Mo Suo off, and the other long leg was raised carelessly, with a lazy expression: "Qingjue?"

Mo Yu took a step forward and stood in front of Qing Jue vigilantly.

"It's different from what it looked like 600 years ago, tsk, it really hurts morality to seize a house."

Qing Jue sneered, instead of looking at him, he turned to Mu Fan.

"Let's talk." Mu Fan said.

"Talk about it?" Qing Jue raised his eyebrows: "Advise me not to attack other people? Seize the house, life sacrifice, which one have I never done? Why are you afraid of these?"

Mu Fan shook his head: "No, let's talk about what exactly you want."

"What do I want?" Qingjue repeated, as if the question was extremely absurd: "600 years ago, you should have known what I wanted. If you hadn't been responsible for it, how would you be here today."

Beside Mu Fan, Lu Mengji's expression darkened, and Mo Suotuo immediately groaned and spit out a pool of blood mixed with internal organs.

As expected, Qing Jue's gaze was directed here, his eyes were dim and unclear.He moved his fingertips slightly, and the camera turned - at Qingjue's feet, at the bottom of the snow-covered high platform, a group of slaves tied with hemp rope fell on the ground, lifeless, and occasionally an orc passed by, and their eyes were excited when they pointed.

"Look," Qing Jue chuckled, "Mu Fan, they all died because of you."

Mu Fan's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the originally gentle pupils were like sharp knives out of their sheaths, glowing coldly: "This is a matter between the two of us."

"Between us?" Qing Jue's voice suddenly rose: "Is it fair? You are enshrined by disciples in Yuxu Sect, but I can only hide in this barren snow field. You are the one who broke the inheritance of Tianshui Jiange—— "

Lu Mengji coolly interrupted: "Inheritance? Plum Blossom Barrier's insidious means, you have the face to say it in a high-sounding manner."

"Secret?"

Qing Jue winked at Mo Yu, and whistled in silence, many young orcs suddenly appeared in the surrounding tents, led by their mother and father, they happily walked towards the tower, the crowd gathered more and more, Cheers of "Amusa" erupted from time to time.

Mo Yu jumped down from the high platform, the black dagger in his hand was shining brightly under the reflection of the sun and snow.The cheers were even louder, and a little orc about seven or eight years old was pushed out, his face flushed with excitement.

On the video end, Mu Fan realized something instantly, and blurted out: "Stop—"

However, Mo Yu acted as if he had never heard of it, and raised the knife in his hand, and the dagger was already stained with the blood of twelve slaves.The young orc rolled up his sleeves and took a step forward under the envious eyes of his peers.

Mo Yu asked: "Are you afraid?"

The little orc shook his head, then straightened his neck: "I'm not afraid. To sacrifice to the Lord, for the glory of Mount Mo!"

Among the bustling crowd, cheers erupted again because of his oath.The little orc took the dagger and cut his own wrist without hesitation—the blood mixed with the sacrificer's blood, but his face turned redder and redder.In the ten thousand zhang clear sky above the snowy field, there was a sudden thunder explosion at this moment, indicating that the plum blossom barrier was completed, and the young orcs broke through the foundation building in one fell swoop.

"Amusa! Amusa!" Fanatical shouts echoed in Moshan, as if welcoming the birth of a new warrior. The little orc excitedly went to drag the slave's body to cool down, but was suddenly stopped by Moyu.

"Elder Yu, I want to use their skulls to decorate my cave." He said excitedly.

Mo Yu smiled and motioned him to look up the high platform.

In the video, the face of the little orc finally appeared—a short body with ferocious blood foam, half of the originally chubby little face was wet with blood, and the ambition in the eyes that did not match the age was creepy, and it appeared in Qingjue In the blink of an eye, there is a strange surrender and admiration.

The sun is shining brightly, but the composition is indescribably eerie and distorted.

Not far from them, the little orc's mother and father also looked fanatical.

As if his young world should have been so upside down in black and white.

"Look," said in a low voice in a common language, "the plum blossom barrier is not a shady trick. It is the glory of the Moshan clan."

Looking at Mu Fan's frown, he seemed to have gained a strange pleasure: "So there is nothing to talk about between us. What I want will be achieved one day."

The video call suddenly hangs up.

Mo Yu let go of the young orc: "You are brave enough to go and decorate our little warrior's new cave."

The cub happily left, and Mo Yu also jumped onto the high platform in twos and twos, where Qing Jue looked gloomy.

"Mesot—" His right fingernails pierced deeply into his palm: "Damn trash!"

Mo Yu silently waited for his instructions.

After a long time, Qing Jue finally said, "You go to rescue him now."

Mo Yu raised her eyebrows: "Now?"

On the terminal screen, eight signal ports had been destroyed yesterday, and today Mosot and his party were destroyed. Among the advance team sent out, only one line was left intact.

Qing Jue's fingers paused, and finally sent a message: "The plan has changed, go to the main hall now, and lure Mu Fan back——I want to ruin his reputation."

In City S, Lu Mengji killed the other two without hesitation, leaving only the most powerful Mo Suotuo tortured.In the vacation memory, in the sound-proof barrier, the orc whose soul was burned screamed, but still refused to let go.

"Soon." Lu Mengji took a look and said, "At most half an hour."

In the courtyard, the two stood side by side, just as the sun was rising on the eastern coastline, dispelling the treachery and coldness at the other end of the video.

"He didn't put forward conditions." Lu Mengji frowned slightly: "What does Qingjue want? Destroy Yuxuzong? The cultivation base piled up with plum blossom barriers doesn't have top masters."

Mu Fan sighed softly: "Qingjue's method is always to test the bottom line step by step, until he is sure that everything is safe, then he will put forward a condition that cannot be refused. In any case, he has only one purpose."

Lu Mengji's eyes darkened.

Qingjue hid in Moshan, and had no news for 500 years. She dared to appear at this time, and her only goal was to avenge Afan.

"He dares." Lu Mengji said coldly.

Mu Fan shook his head: "He won't do it directly. This time it's Yuxu Pharmaceutical, and next time it's likely to be a sect, a mortal. If you can't find out his hiding place—"

At this moment, the jade slip on his waist suddenly lit up.

Mu Fan's spiritual sense probed, his face changed slightly.

"What?" Lu Mengji asked.

"Something happened in the Buddhist scripture pavilion." Mu Fan quickly replied, "I'll go back to the sect."

"I'm with you."

"You stay here," Mu Fan shook his head, "Qingjue won't send anyone here for a while. You still need to deal with it here."

He glanced at the courtyard where Mo Suotuo was still being tortured, and then at Lu Mengji, his eyes became warmer: "Don't worry."

Lu Mengji paused, then said, "Be careful, I'll be there soon."

Mu Fan looked at him in surprise, Lu Mengji coughed lightly, and kept silent about the mountain guard formation.

A phantom flashed in front of him, the Glazed Light Sword suddenly lit up, and was unsheathed under the urging of spiritual power.It wasn't until after Mu Fan left that Lu Mengji called out the message from Xiao Zhou, and only waited for the torture to end before leading a group of snow leopards up the mountain.

Leisurely Dingshan, Yuxuzong.

As soon as Mu Fanfu landed on Jianfeng Peak, he saw a few people scolding the disciples on duty: "Walking water? How could it be running water?! No matter how many formations are protected in the Sutra Pavilion, the real fire of Samadhi can't burn it! All right! Oh, you sound the alarm, the suzerain master and the sword-wielding elders will come over in a while, you have to disconnect from the Internet until the New Year..."

The disciple looked aggrieved: "I just saw the fire on the sixth floor, and I took a photo here."

"When it caught fire, you didn't fetch water, but took a selfie?! Young man, you are very thoughtful—Mu, Elder Mu!"

Several people fell silent immediately, and greeted Mu Fan respectfully.

"Can you show me?" Mu Fan asked.

The disciple quickly handed over the terminal, and in the photo, faint blue flames swept half of the corridor.

"This! Obviously when I went up to look just now, there was nothing there." One person wondered.

"It's the illusion of the soul fire, nothing happened." Mu Fan returned to the terminal, but he was suddenly vigilant.The accident in the Sutra Pavilion was obviously Qingjue's trick to lure him back.

However, why did Qingjue let him return to the sect——

At this moment, a burst of drums suddenly resounded through the sky.Birds flew in the forest in Jianfeng, not far away, among the mountains and mountains, there were many disciples poking their heads.

"What's going on?!" "This is——beating drums to express grievances?!"

"Hasn't this drum not been played for hundreds of years?" A disciple wondered, looking at Mu Fan in confusion, "Elder Mu, this..."

"Go and have a look." Mu Fan looked solemn, raised the Glazed Light Sword again, and flew towards the main hall.

In front of the main hall, a lot of disciples had gathered at this time, discussing in low voices: "What happened today? First, there was water in the Sutra Pavilion, and then there was the grievance drum. Speaking of it--the suzerain has recently made a surprise inspection stricter, How big is the drumbeat?"

"Look at it, it's written on the drum skin. Fighting against the same sect, colluding with the devil, killing innocent people indiscriminately, disobedience and so on-who has nothing to do to violate this kind of sect!"

"Where's the drummer? Why can't you see it? Wait, that's—"

In the void, there was a jade slip floating above the main hall, and the spiritual power that made the drum vibrate came from this suspended jade slip.

At the head of the main hall, the law enforcement elder had a serious expression on his face. He used his spiritual sense to test a little, and suddenly gestured to the suzerain: "There is something strange, this jade slip belongs to the long-lost sixth-generation disciple of Tianshui Jiange, let Junior Brother Mu Don't come here yet—"

While speaking, a ray of green light landed on the Sword Discourse Arena not far away.

The law enforcement elder's eyelids twitched, and at this moment, the sound of the drum stopped, but the jade slip shone brightly.

On the main peak, countless pairs of curious or surprised eyes stared at the law enforcement elder.

According to the rules of the Yuxu family, since there is a grievance, a decision must be made.High above, a ray of light flashed above the clear blue sky, and the mountain guard formation was also excited by the sound of the drum, doing its duty and staring quietly at the bottom.

After a long time, the law enforcement elder finally said, "Why are you wronged?"

The jade slip moved slightly, and a deep voice pierced the sky: "Mu Fan, the sixth generation inner sect disciple of Tianshui Jiange, colluded with the devil, killed two fellow sects, Luosangzi and Qingjue, with the plum blossom barrier method, and took their cultivation as his own." Use it, suppress its soul fire for 500 years and not be able to live longer."

"The ten-thousand-year foundation of Tianshui Jiange has been destroyed, and the grievances cannot be cleared. I hope the elders will make a clear decision."

A silence.

The main hall, which was originally full of voices, was suddenly quiet, and even a needle could be heard clearly, and countless eyes looked at one place.

Immediately afterwards, on the Sword Discourse Arena, which was full of disciples, there was a sudden uproar.