Chapter 151: Mo Xuan And

When Xi Xinyi blinked, the young man who was in front of the bun shop disappeared.

There were only a few copper coins quietly placed in front of the bun shop lady's stall.

If it weren't for these copper coins, the young man would have never appeared.

"Oh my God! The immortal bought buns from me?!"

The bun shop lady looked at the copper coins in front of her and slapped her head in surprise.

The girl next to Xi Xinyi was shocked at this time: "Grandma, that person just now... disappeared?"

"Could it be... Is he really the immortal you mentioned?"

Xi Xinyi had tears in her old eyes, and her voice trembled as she said to her granddaughter: "I didn't expect that a hundred years have passed, and the immortal's style is still the same, and I have become a hundred-year-old old woman from a 28-year-old girl, but I can see this immortal again before I die, and I have lived for so long, I really have no regrets in my death."

"Grandma, what are you talking about? You can live another hundred years!"

The girl comforted her grandmother.

"I'm old." Xi Xinyi shook her head and said with a smile: "Let's go and buy some buns to eat."

"Okay! Buy some for General Huo too!" The girl replied happily.

"Awoo!"

On the other side.

At this time, Li Zhoujun, stepping on the flying sword and eating buns, was rushing to the tomb-guarding clan at a high speed.

Previously, Li Zhoujun always heard that there was no age in cultivating immortals, and he didn't think there was anything to be sentimental about.

But now it seems that he just slept, but Xi Xinyi, who was a young girl in her prime, has now entered her twilight years and is about to end her life.

After eating the buns.

Li Zhoujun has already arrived above a desert on his sword.

The sky also brightened at this time.

He continued to control the flying sword to travel through the desert, and finally several huge stone pillars appeared in the center of the desert.

At this time, five old monks stood in front of these stone pillars.

Li Zhoujun was surprised to find that these old monks were all in the state of perfect tribulation, but their aura was extremely weak, obviously their lifespan was about to end, and they wanted to come to the tomb-guarding clan, guard the tomb of the immortal king, and try their luck.

In addition, in front of the five old monks.

There was a young man in black, standing proudly in front of several stone pillars, facing the five old monks who were in the state of tribulation, and said indifferently: "You want to break into the tomb of the immortal king of my tomb-guarding clan, don't you see how old you are, but you haven't even reached the level of a true immortal, are you worthy?"

"Young man, don't be arrogant!"

An old monk who was in the state of tribulation was furious when he heard this. This junior was just in the same realm as them, how dare he look down on others like this.

"Haha, I, Mo Xuan, have perfect tribulation at the age of 300, so of course I have the capital to be arrogant." The young man in black snorted coldly, his body shook, and suddenly a terrifying pressure spread from him, and the whole desert was also flying sand and rocks at this moment, and the sky was dark!

"Hiss!"

Several old monks took a deep breath when they saw this.

So strong!

The five of them who had half a foot in the coffin had completed the tribulation. If they really fought with the young man in black, I'm afraid they would not get any good results!

"Young man, can you give us five people a chance?" One of the old monks who had completed the tribulation looked at the young man in black with a pleading look in his eyes.

The young man in black sneered: "I said, you are not worthy. If you really want to break into the tomb of the Immortal Lord, then you should destroy my tomb-guarding clan, and then you can naturally break into the tomb of the Immortal Lord."

"You!"

The five old monks who had completed the tribulation were so anxious that they almost vomited blood on the spot when they saw that the young man in black would not give in.

"This grave-guarding clan has a True Immortal in charge. Should we break in or not?"

"Forget it. If we break in, we will die immediately. If we don't, we can go back and rely on the life-extending pills. Maybe we can live for a few decades. It is possible that we can break through the realm of True Immortal in these decades."

After discussing with each other, the five old monks who had completed the tribulation left the place with reluctance and anger after looking at the young man in black.

Seeing the five old monks leave.

Li Zhoujun drove the flying sword openly and landed in front of the young man in black.

"Who?!"

The young man in black, Mo Xuanhe, was shocked. Someone could hide from his perception and suddenly appear here!

But when Mo Xuanhe saw who was coming, his face was even more shocked: "Li Xianjun!"

"Yes." Li Zhoujun nodded and smiled.

"Mo Xuanhe, meet the Immortal!" After Mo Xuanhe reacted, he bowed to Li Zhoujun.

He had seen the battle between Li Zhoujun and Ao Dahei a hundred years ago. Even after a hundred years, he still remembered it vividly!

"No need to be polite." Li Zhoujun waved his hand and smiled.

"I wonder what the Immortal King has to do with my tomb-guarding clan?" Mo Xuanhe asked respectfully.

"Of course I came to break into the Immortal King's tomb." Li Zhoujun said.

"Ah?" Mo Xuanhe's face showed astonishment.

Why do you, an Immortal King, break into the Immortal King's tomb?

After all, as Immortal Kings, shouldn't you think you are the strongest and look down on each other?

After all, I have always looked down on the place where the monks who have passed the tribulation have passed away.

It seems that I have a small vision!

"Why, can't I?" Li Zhoujun asked in confusion.

Mo Xuanhe shuddered when he heard this, and smiled bitterly: "Immortal King, you are joking. If you can't do it, then no one in this Tianyuan Realm can do it."

"Immortal King, please follow me." Mo Xuanhe said respectfully.

The voice fell.

A light curtain appeared between the stone pillars.

It was obvious that the clan of the tomb-guarding clan was in a small world.

Then Li Zhoujun followed Mo Xuanhe into the light curtain, and the scene in front of them suddenly became bright. Then the two of them appeared on a green lawn, and the spiritual energy in this small world was rich.

There were also children running on the lawn, but they were very sensible and would not take the initiative to disturb the people around them. Instead, they deliberately kept a distance from these people and only played in areas suitable for their activities.

"My lord, I am a tomb-guarding clan, and my surname is Mo. This is the green grass garden in the Mo City of my tomb-guarding clan. Usually many clansmen will relax here, or find a quiet corner to meditate and practice." Mo Xuanhe smiled and said, "Please follow me to the Mo clan hall to rest for a while."

"Please." Li Zhoujun said.

Then Li Zhoujun followed Mo Xuanhe to leave this place.

Many members of the tomb-guarding clan gathered together.

"Hiss, that gentleman in green shirt is so handsome!"

"Girl, you only look at his appearance?

Do you know that my grave-keeping clan has never had an outsider come in!

And the fact that this gentleman in green shirt was brought in by Elder Xuanhe means that he is a true immortal within a hundred years!"

"Why do I feel that this person looks familiar?

No, I remember!

This person is Li Xianjun, who drew the power of the Heavenly Dao of the Tianyuan Realm as paper a hundred years ago and made the sea clan god, the half-step immortal Black Dragon, sign the Qingzhou Treaty that cannot be violated for ten thousand years!"

"What! It turned out to be him!"

"It's a pity that many of us were either not born a hundred years ago or hid in the small world, and could not see the power of the immortal monarch like the clan members who were trained in the outside world..."

At this moment, Mo City has exploded because of the arrival of Li Zhoujun.

At the same time.

Li Zhoujun also came to a magnificent hall with Mo Xuanhe.

"Please sit down, Immortal Lord." Mo Xuanhe brought a chair to Li Zhoujun.

"Thank you." Li Zhoujun smiled.

"You are too polite." Mo Xuanhe said, and then brought Li Zhoujun a cup of hot tea: "Please wait here for a moment, Immortal Lord. Xuanhe will inform the clan leader now."

"Thank you for your trouble." Li Zhoujun nodded.

Mo Xuanhe respectfully left.

Facing Li Zhoujun, Mo Xuanhe did not dare to neglect him at all. After all, as an Immortal Lord, he definitely has the power to destroy the entire Mo City, or even the small world, in a single thought!