Chapter 2068 Cold Moon (Four More)

He returned to his small courtyard with the dossier. Along the way, his disciples clasped their fists and saluted from time to time. He nodded casually, with a calm expression and an arrogant attitude.

Such an arrogance does not arouse everyone's disgust, but they take it for granted, and they all feel that if they can become the first person among young people, they are also qualified to put on such an arrogant look.

They are not jealous but envious, wishing to replace it.

Chu Li sat down at the stone table in his small courtyard, opened the file and looked through it carefully.

There are more than a dozen portraits on the first one, each face is different, and some are even women, which makes Chu Li shake his head involuntarily. Although he is also ever-changing and transformed into many people, he is still worse than this Mo Zhixuan Quite a lot.

Chu Li sighed, knowing that this was Mo Zhixuan's changed face, each face had an identity, and it must have been a thrilling experience.

Since he dared to lurk here, he must also have the courage to lurk in other sects. These faces may be made by other sects. To get these portraits, the strength of the Dark Palace cannot be underestimated.

Chu Li couldn't help smiling, it seems that Feitianzong also has disciples lurking in Xuanxinzong, otherwise he would never have obtained such precious information, maybe he got it by sacrificing the life of a certain Dark Palace disciple.

Chu Li continued to scroll down.

The following is Mo Zhixuan's age, the martial arts he has practiced, his level, the opponents he has defeated, the people he has killed, and some of his family information, who are his brothers and sisters, and where are his parents.

The family situation is actually useless. At his level, the family will be well protected and no mistakes can be made. It may be that they are all top experts at the Elder Peak.

The Feitian Sect also has Elder Peaks, all of them are elders who are over 500 years old. They no longer care about worldly affairs, and only focus on cultivation. They will only be dispatched when the sect is alive or dead, so that the sect can be passed on.

Mo Zhixuan has a big brother, maybe he can make a fuss and approach him pretending to be his big brother, so as to kill him with one blow.

But presumably this big brother is also at the Elder Peak.

Chu Li turned this page, the bottom is Mo Zhixuan's fellow disciples, the relationship between the disciples of Xuanxin Sect and him, there are only five people on it, three are Mo Zhixuan's friends, one is Mo Zhixuan's opponent in the same sect, The last one is an enemy in the martial arts.

Chu Li's eyes fell on this enemy.

Qiu Mingliang, disciple of the Leng Yue Sect, Mo Zhixuan's second brother was killed by this Qiu Mingliang, so he has been chasing and killing this Qiu Mingliang.

But Qiu Mingliang's cultivation level was equal to him, and he couldn't kill him when he met him. He had already fought several times, and it was hard to tell the winner. In the end, Qiu Mingliang ran away.

Chu Li pondered, got up and returned to the dark hall again.

Hu Tianlai was waiting there with a smile on his face: "Is there anything you want to ask, what do you want? As long as the Dark Palace can help you, you will definitely not be stingy!"

Chu Li said: "This Qiu Mingliang, I want to find out."

"Okay, wait two days!" Hu Tianlai nodded: "You want to pretend to be Qiu Mingliang and lure him out?"

Chu Li nodded.

Hu Tianlai frowned and said, "If Mo Zhixuan is not sure of winning, he may not appear to deal with Qiu Mingliang."

Chu Li said: "Why did Mo Zhixuan lurk in our sect? Is it for the secrecy of the sect?"

"It's for our Feitian sect's martial arts." Hu Tianlai snorted and said, "It is said that Mo Zhixuan wants to fuse the martial arts of several sects into one, so as to create even more advanced martial arts. He has a lot of ambition!"

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The inheritance of the Twelve Aspects of Heaven and Demons is already the top-notch technique. It is inherited from gods and demons. It is a dream to surpass it. It is destined to be nothing. This Mo Zhixuan is too presumptuous.

Chu Li nodded: "Actually, I also found that we can integrate other martial arts into our sect's martial arts, like what we learned in Tianwaitian, and the effect is quite mysterious and even better."

"Our Feitian sect pays attention to the purity of martial arts. Once mixed with other martial arts, it is almost impossible to practice them to perfection. Don't lose the big because of small things." Hu Tianlai snorted: "If you want to be powerful for a while, you will have endless troubles."

Chu Li nodded slowly.

It was the first time he heard this, so it must be true.

Hu Tianlai said: "Don't worry, I will give you detailed information about Qiu Mingliang in two days. This Qiu Mingliang can be regarded as a genius. The Leng Yuezong is not a great sect at all, but such a genius has come out."

Chu Li hugged his fists and withdrew.

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In the past two days, Chu Li, through Dayuan Jingzhi, saw through the inner strength and mentality of the disciples around him, and saw Feitianzong's martial arts clearly.

The Jueyun Divine Art is indeed mysterious and unusual, beyond his imagination, it operates according to the mind of a heavenly demon, and its aura is indeed like that of a heavenly demon, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake, even in the Feitian sect, no abnormality is noticed.

After he practiced the Cloud Absolute Magic Art, because he practiced other miraculous arts that were not powerful enough in comparison, he despised it and seldom used it. He did not expect it to have such a unique beauty, which can be described as an unexpected surprise.

In the early morning of the third day, Hu Tianlai personally came to the door and handed over a dossier.

After taking it, Chu Li looked through it carefully and nodded slowly.

Qiu Mingliang's information was already extremely detailed, and what surprised him the most was that Qiu Mingliang's best Leng Yue Shen Jian mental technique was also recorded in it, which surprised him greatly, and he raised his head to look at Hu Tianlai.

Hu Tianlai said with a smile: "The Leng Yue Shen Jian is indeed mysterious, but unfortunately it requires a unique talent. We have no choice but to see if you can fool Mo Zhixuan."

Chu Li said: "Is it difficult to practice?"

"It's very difficult." Hu Tianlai nodded, "It's considered the Leng Yue Sect's magical knowledge, few people can practice it, and once it is practiced, it will become a top master in no time. Qiu Mingliang has become a blockbuster with this skill."

Chu Li pondered: "I'd like to try it."

"That's for the future, let's get down to business now!" Hu Tianlai said, "Get rid of Mo Zhixuan!"

Chu Li smiled, closed his eyes, and immediately deduced the Leng Yue Shen Jian Xin method in his mind.

After a while, the Lengyue Shenjian heart method began to circulate in his body, and a crescent moon appeared in his mind, cold and lonely, dark clouds like yarn and fog, as if they were floating gently, the crescent moon was moving, and it seemed that dark clouds were moving .

With the flow of mental methods, the crescent moon in his mind kept changing, gradually changing from crescent moon to round, and then from full moon to crescent moon, the night sky also changed accordingly, sometimes covered with dark clouds, sometimes clear and cloudless.

Hu Tianlai frowned and stared at Chu Li, shaking his head.

This nephew is arrogant and has extremely high aptitude, so he acts willfully and recklessly. Because of his high aptitude, his journey goes smoothly, his wishes come true, and now he wants to cultivate into the Leng Yue Shenjian arrogantly. Really...

He shook his head endlessly, and decided to wake him up in another hour, not to waste time, and get rid of Mo Zhixuan quickly.

Suddenly, a milky white light appeared in the sky, which seemed vaguely invisible, and fell straight from the sky to the top of Chu Li's head. A lightsaber appeared between Chu Li's hands, like a dagger, but it looked like a sword.

The white light moved from the top of Chu Li's head to the lightsaber, and as time passed, it condensed into a short sword, about half the length of an arm, faintly.