Yunhai Kingdom, Mo's Mansion.

"Congratulations to Mr. Mo for his 90th birthday!"

"I wish you a permanent youth and a happy smile!"

"I wish you happiness as long as the East China Sea and as long as the South Mountain!"

A series of congratulations rang in the mansion.

When the guests in the house arrived, the drums and music were heard, and the dancers in the hall danced their graceful figures accompanied by beautiful tones.

But Mo Xian's face was a little cold and even bored. After only a moment of stay, he refused to feel unwell and asked the housekeeper to receive the host. Then he left with the help of a boy.

When he arrived at a villa where no one dared to step into, Mo Xian sent the boy away, and he came to an underground secret room.

There are a wide range of jade, classical classics, and various rare objects decorated with sandalwood.

These are all rare things outside.

"Ninety years old..."

Mo Xian sighed, walked to a corner tremblingly, moved down a cover, pressed down an inconspicuous stone, and immediately popped up a small dark grid, and took out a piece of jade with green light from it.

More than 60 years ago, I came to this world with this Fang Yu. I was initially excited to the numbness behind me, and I was completely desperate now.

In this world, demons and monsters occupy the mountains and rivers, and cultivators who claim to be gods occupy the Cave of Futian, hoping to live and die forever.

But he is a mortal without spiritual roots.

But he refused to accept his fate and finally spent his whole life trying to get himself from the body of a mortal to the ninth level of Qi training. But this is already the limit. If you want to make another breakthrough, you must use elixirs.

But even if you accumulate wealth that is as rich as a country, you still cannot get a foundation-building pill that can allow you to break through the shackles of cultivation.

This also means that I have been working hard for more than 60 years, but in the end I still cannot escape the erosion of time.

But I still have a lot of things to do, how can I end my life so quickly?

...

After a while, Mo Xian took a small gourd and jade bowl from a cabinet next to him, then poured the medicinal wine from the gourd into a jade bowl, and finally put the jade stone in it carefully.

The jade shines brightly in the light yellow wine, and a rich fragrance overflows in a quarter of an hour.

I didn't dare to hesitate and drank it in one gulp.

The wine entered his throat, like a fire wandering around his whole body, making a 'crackling' sound, making him grit his teeth tightly.

Half an hour later, sweat soaked my clothes and the ground was wet.

“Huh~

Mo Xian straightened his body and felt like he was reborn in an instant. When he waved his arms, there was a strong force, and he seemed to be dozens of years younger.

But he knew that this was just an illusion. The effect of soaking jade in wine could only last for more than half a year and would gradually dissipate afterwards.

Suddenly, his legs were paused, and Mo Xian's face turned pale in an instant.

"How is it possible? It's maintained for half a year, why is it starting to fade now? Is it because I'm old and the effect of the medicine cannot be locked?"

He clearly felt that the strong vitality was flowing out of his body, and it was probably not that it would be possible to dissipate in half a year or a month.

"No! You can't wait any longer! Even if you are not ready, you can only give it a try!"

...

In the lobby, Mo Xian sat on the chair of the Grand Master, closing his eyes to rest.

After a moment, seven or eight handsome men and women walked in and bowed together, "Worship to the foster father."

Mo Xian opened his eyes, looked around slowly, and then said, "You have been in my Mo family for more than twenty years!"

The adopted sons and daughters said in unison, "Yes!"

"Do you know the Fairy Conference that is once every fifty years?" Mo Xian glanced at these people, wanting to see their reactions.

These people had obviously heard of it, but when they thought of the horror of the Immortals Conference, they all looked strange.

"Mo Chong, you are the first to practice Qi at the ninth level, and you are only in your thirties this year. Once you enter the Immortal Watching Conference, you are very likely to be selected by the Immortal Sect!" Mo Xian said to the man with a better talent.

Mo Chong thought he was really talented, but he was a little worried, "But it is rumored that there are many monsters around Wangxian Mountain. It may be difficult to get there!"

After saying that, Mo Chong glanced at Mo Xian with both eyes, trying to see his reaction, and Mo Xian looked at several of them again, "You guys have already practiced the eighth level of Qi, let me tell you what you think!"

These people said it was very dangerous one by one. Not to mention going to the Wangxian Conference, it would probably be difficult to go to Wangxian Mountain.

"As long as anyone of you wants to participate, even if I fight my life, I will help you go up the mountain!" Mo Xian's eyes showed a firm look.

Everyone knew that Mo Xian was very mysterious, so when they heard these words, everyone was immediately happy, and Mo Chong took the lead, "I Mo Chong is going!"

"Who else?" Mo Xian swept, and those people signed up one after another, "Mo Xin!"

"Maud!"

"Mo Feng!"

"Mo Ling!"

"Mo Tian!"

After the six people reported it, a boy hesitated. He was the youngest boy who served Mo Xian before and the youngest adopted son. Mo Nian was only in his early twenties.

"Mo Nian, you can say whatever you think!" Mo Xian looked at him, and he was also the weakest in his cultivation, but he was just the six realms of Qi training.

The others laughed strangely one by one, and Mo Nian looked at Mo Xian and said worriedly, "Entertainment Father, Wangxian Mountain is so dangerous, and I am the weakest. If I go too, I will add a burden to you!"

Those people also agreed with Mo Nian's opinion and did not allow Mo Nian to go, and Mo Xian knew that Mo Nian was a good seedling, and if he put it here, it would be a waste.

So Mo Xian said slowly, "Once every fifty years, if you don't go this time, you have to wait for the next time. At that time, you can't go even if you want to go!"

Mo Nian didn't want to add a burden to Mo Xian, so he shook his head, "I'm still not going!"

Mo Xian didn't want to force him, so he had to look at the six people, "Then have you all decided to go?"

"Yes!" The six people spoke in unison, and Mo Xian stared at them for a long time and said, "This time, there will be many dangers. Maybe you and I will be weak there!"

The six people showed complicated expressions, but then they thought that if they missed this opportunity, they would never be there again, so they all expressed their efforts.

But Mo Xian became solemn, "I am ninety years old. Even if I reach the top of the mountain, I will not be able to attend the Fairy Watching Conference. So if anyone enters the Immortal Sect, remember to help you get a foundation-building pill for your father!"

The foundation-building pill, everyone knows, is Mo Xian’s life-saving straw, so they looked at each other and said in unison, “Yes!”

"Then you six, go and prepare first. After ten days, wait for me at Wangshan Villa at the foot of Wangxian Mountain!"

When the six people heard this, they immediately left happily, but Mo Nian asked with concern, "Is it really dangerous for adoptive father?"

Mo Xian looked at the little bit of life passing through his body, and his face became dull, "A lifetime of death!"

Don't chant, then go silent.
Chapter completed!