The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 70: Meeting with Senior
Next Day
Mo Lian's car stopped at a village located at the foot of Mount Kunlun. For the village itself is quite small, there are only 100 medium-sized houses, and one building is larger than the other buildings, which looks like it is Village Hall.
"How much?"
The taxi driver turned his head back. "5000 Yuan."
Mo Lian nodded her head, reached into her pants pocket, pulled out her purse, then took out 100 Yuan of 50 and handed it to the taxi driver.
He got out of the car, walked down the path to the center of the village. The natural state here is exactly the same as where he used to live while still in Hanzhong City, only here the nature is more awake, because not too much development that damages nature, because it is not too much, even the paved roads have not been built.
Mo Lian turned her head around, she saw some residents who were working in front of the courtyard, there were also some small children running around to and fro. At the sight of that, he felt his heart at ease and at peace.
"Excuse me, are you an outsider? Can anyone help?"
A weak, heavy voice not far from him, he turned his head toward the source of the sound, seen a woman whose age ranged over 70 years, his body slightly bent with a wooden stick in his right hand.
Mo Lian nodded her head, then replied. "Rubber, I'm looking for the Village Chief's house."
The old woman looked up her head seriously at Mo Lian's face. Then turned around and walked over at Mo Lian. "Follow me."
Mo Lian gave a small nod, then walked following the footsteps of the old woman. As he observed the old woman in front of him, he realized that there was abundant spiritual energy in her body, but was restrained by something, which is a broken blood vessel or meridian. So that the circulation of spiritual energy in his body does not move as well as it should.
Even he was very confident that the old woman in front of him would become a great cultivator if his blood vessels were not blocked. At the very least it would have a cultivation base above the Late Divine Sea Phase, but it had yet to reach the level of the Silver Core Realm.
Fifteen minutes later after walking for a slow time. Mo Lian had already arrived in front of the concrete building with a mixture of classic Chinese-style wood, and for the building itself had two floors.
"Lake in." The old woman told Mo Lian to enter without turning her head.
Mo Lian simply fell silent and nodded her head, she followed the footsteps of the old woman entering the building.
Inside the building, there was an old man who, if he was the same age as the woman who drove him, sat on the floor with his legs folded. On the right and left front of him were also old men and women who seemed to be Elders in this village, and more surprisingly, they were, everyone in this room had an extremely abundant amount of spiritual energy within his body.
The old man raised his head, looking at Mo Lian's face with one eye open. "It's very rare that a young man wants to see me. What's the need?"
Mo Lian sat on the floor surface with her legs bent. He cupped his hands together towards the old man. "Sorry Elder. I came here because I wanted to ask permission to climb Mount Kunlun."
The ten old men gasped, they turned their heads to look at Mo Lian's face with a serious look. "If it was a few months ago, we'd let you. Surely you know how to pay for it, but for now we can't allow it. Then, for what reason do you want to climb Mount Kunlun?"
"Why is it not allowed now?"
The old man paused for a moment to think about whether to tell Mo Lian or not, he turned his head to look at the other eight elders, then they all gave a small nod. "Lately it's been a strange incident on Mount Kunlun, which is why we don't allow anyone to approach it, let alone to go up there ..."
"Back to the initial discussion, why did you ask permission to ascend Mount Kunlun?"
Mo Lian smiled faintly, she let out a long sigh and looked seriously at the old man's face. "Don't you know the answer? After all you are all fighters."
Wush!
Suddenly there was a strong wind blowing inside the room, along with the ten people sitting in front of him had disappeared, and appeared right behind, side, side, and in front of him his eyes with a stick pointed at his neck.
"Who are you? How do you know if we're a fighter?" The old woman who was driving him earlier pointed a wooden stick that had been fed spiritual energy around his neck.
Mo Lian smiled faintly, she touched the level of the wood with her index finger. Then the spiritual energy radiating at the wood level began to dim and its power disappeared.
Everyone who saw it widened their eyes wide together with their mouths open. They had not expected that anyone would be able to undo the old woman's spiritual energy, whose strength was only one level lower than that of the Village Chief.
"Spiritual beast? What's for?" asked the old woman to pull back her wooden stick.
"Ring of space." Mo Lian answered him briefly.
Ring space? Once again, they were all silent with their mouths wide open. They looked at each other, ascertaining whether their hearing was wrong as they were too old. Everyone here knew what a space ring was, it was an extremely incredible artifact, yet it was extremely difficult to find, even the way it was made was unknown. And most Fighters thought the space ring was an artifact that descended from the sky.
Mo Lian chuckled slightly as she shook her head when she saw the shock of the old men. "Senior. Why are you all staying here?"
Everyone fell silent, they heaved a heavy sigh and returned walking towards their previous seats. They were all bowed with blackened faces as if reluctant to talk about their past.
The old man inhaled a deep breath then exhaled slowly, he turned his head to look at the ceiling of the room, then turned back to look at Mo Lian's face. "This happened about 400 years ago. At that time there were a lot of fighters, not just the ten of us. At that time the Huaxia Mainland was very peaceful, until the event, the event of the revival of evil organizations. Black World, the organization is very eager to control the Huaxia Mainland, even the world ..."
"Fighters at the level of Wu-Zong to Wu-Sheng worked together to destroy the organization. We lost over 300 Wu-Zong, 60 Wu-Dan, we almost managed to destroy that organization. It's just that, at the last moment, their chief came, his strength could not be underestimated, even I who is a Wu-Sheng was also severely injured, and made us all have to retreat to heal our internal injuries."
Mo Lian fell silent, he did not expect that the people before him were people who had fought against the Black World Organization. What's more, it happened 400 years ago.
"Secret Senior. A few months ago the Black World Organization started moving back, but somehow after that it went back to silence for the past three months." Mo Lian recounted the incident when he fought members of the Black World Organization.
Everyone gasped, especially for the old man who was the Village Chief. He stood up from his seat due to his shock at the news delivered by Mo Lian. "How did you know that?"
"I've fought them before. Several levels of Wu-Zong, two and a half Wu-Dan, one Wu-Dan Intermediate stage, two Wu-Dan Late stage. Between those two Late-stage Wu-Dan used the forbidden technique of a Warrior that forcibly increased his strength to break through Wu-Sheng."
"Then?"
"I killed them all!"
Everyone here could no longer hide their shock upon hearing Mo Lian's reply. But if it was recalled, it was possible to recall Mo Lian remaining calm as they attacked him.
Mo Lian ignored their shock, she looked seriously at the face of the old man who was the Village Chief. "Seniors. I could've healed all of your blocked meridians, but of course it's not free, I'm asking for a reply."
"Ba-Ba-How can you know— No! Forget it, what kind of reply you want to ask." The old man stared back at Mo Lian's serious face. He did not expect that the young man in front of him would be able to tell if his meridians and his comrades were blocked.
Mo Lian smiled faintly, she circulated her gaze seeing the ten old men in front of her. "Join my sect, and help me finish the Black World Organization."
The old man who had yet to introduce himself fell silent while bowing his head staring at the floor. A few seconds later he looked up at his comrades, then nodded his head simultaneously. "Alright, but I also have a condition, can we bring all the villagers?"
"How much total?" Mo Lian asked back without waiting for long.
"About 400 people."
Mo Lian was speechless, it was a very large number, he could not bring such a large number of people to Chengdu City. Even if he could, he did not have a place that could accommodate everyone, even more so for everyone's financing. But, if he had already built a sect and split the tasks, it might be possible.
But if it is rethought, bring 400 people who are likely to consist of 100 families, and give each family as much as 5000 Yuan. Then he only spent 500,000 Yuan for one month, but back again, he did not have territory, nor could he afford to give them money without a job.
Mo Lian inhaled a deep breath then exhaled slowly, she raised her head to look at the old man in front of her. "Alright, but for now I can't take them all. I have to make preparations in the city, if it's finished then I'll take you all in" he said with determination.
The old man smiled, he nodded his head. "Then, what does it take to heal our meridians?"
Mo Lian smiled faintly, then confidently she answered him, "Silver fragrances."
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