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  "Sister——" was Yun Chi's panicked cry, book fans also like to read:.

  Mo Qingchen's body moved slightly, and he quickly followed to the stern of the boat, but was shocked by the scene in front of him.

  On the quarterdeck, a young man in azure clothes appeared out of nowhere, holding Yun Shan in his arms!

  That man's skin was as white as jade, and his whole body had a subtle spiritual light flashing around him, and he was also a cultivator!

  At this time, everyone at the bow of the boat rushed over. The blue-shirted man was also surprised and, as a fellow cultivator, he naturally discovered that these people were all cultivators.

  Mo Fei Yan's face turned icy cold as she saw her personal maid being held in the arms of a young man, standing there motionless, yet exerting an intangible pressure.

  Yun Zhi's face turned pale, looking at her sister and then pleadingly at Mo Qingchen with a tearful expression.

  On this occasion, it was only natural that Mo Qingchen didn't say anything. She just wanted to see how the Fourteenth Uncle would react, but unexpectedly, the Thirteenth Aunt spoke up and left her stunned.

  "Ouyang Hai, what are you doing here?" Mo You's voice was not polite, probably because of the man holding Yun Shan.

  The blue-shirted man known as Ouyang Hai put down his cloud shirt and said with a smile, "So it's Miss Mo Yu and Brother Mo Yan. Book lovers also like to read:"

  Mo Worry's eyebrows shot up: "Ouyang Hai, what is going on here? Why -"

  But the words behind she, a big girl, couldn't say it out loud.

  Ouyang Hai helplessly spread his hands and said, "I was originally sitting on the boat, thinking of fishing to pass the time. Unexpectedly, as soon as I cast my line, the painted barge shook violently, and my hand lost its accuracy. The line actually hooked onto this young lady's clothes. At that moment, seeing this young lady leaning back and falling into the river, I had no choice but to grab hold of her."

  As expected, not far from the painted barge where Mo Qing and the others were, another painted barge was moored, with several young men standing at the bow, paying attention to this side.

  Before they could continue their conversation, countless people on both banks of the river were heard exclaiming in surprise.

  "Look, it's a fairy!"

  "The immortal is manifesting! The immortal is manifesting!"

  ……

  Mo Qingchen and everyone else looked around in all directions, only to discover that the crowd on the shore had all fallen to their knees, their faces raised upwards towards the sky.

  Mo Qingchen looked up and saw that the spot where the water column had risen earlier was now covered by large clusters of flowing clouds, blocking out the original blue sky. The white clouds suddenly radiated a brilliant light, with golden edges, transforming into colorful auspicious clouds.

  Occasionally, the aurora would burst into a magnificent display of light, illuminating the surrounding sky to a brilliant blue.

  "Such a confrontation, and yet his spiritual energy doesn't leak out at all—" Mo Fourteen stood with his head raised and hands behind his back, muttering to himself.

  Suddenly a divine consciousness broke through the clouds and fog in the air. It directly swept over the crowd on the painting boat, vaguely visible was an elegant figure, as if a celestial being.

  "Thirteen Sister, hurry up and take the kids away!" Mo Fourteen's face changed greatly.

  That blue-shirted Ou Yang Hai seemed to have sensed something as well, and with a wave of his fist at the crowd, he leapt back onto his own boat without saying a word. The boat shot off like an arrow leaving its bowstring, speeding away rapidly.

  The original helmsman of the boat was a boatman, but Mo Xiuling took over and steered the boat himself. The painted barge also quickly reached the shore. Under the leadership of Mo Xiuling and Mo You, everyone rushed towards the direction of the Mo Mansion in a hurry.

  Those ordinary people did not know what had happened, still kneeling there with a devout expression, looking up at the colorful auspicious clouds and murmuring words of prayer.

  It was a coincidence that at that time, a column of water suddenly rose violently in the river, and it happened to be between the two painted boats of Mo's family and Ouyang's family. The rest of the places were calm and waveless, so those ordinary people did not get affected by this change, nor did anyone fall into the water.

  It took a whole quarter of an hour for the glow in the sky to fade away, and the clouds regained their pristine whiteness, slowly drifting apart.

  The sky is clear and blue, with clouds stretching out in all directions. Everything that just happened seems like a dream.

  It wasn't until much later that the crowd dispersed reluctantly, and from then on, every year on May 5th, the banks of Yingxia River became even more lively. The rumor of the appearance of immortals made the annual Girls' Festival even more enchanting, while the two painted pleasure boats that had been in the river were long forgotten.

  It wasn't until he stepped into the Mo estate's gates that Mo Xiyan finally let out a breath of relief and slowed down his pace.

  "Thirteen sister, you take the kids to the back hall to rest for a while, I'll go see the clan leader." Mo Fourteen said and turned around to leave, not stopping for even a moment.

  Mo Qingchen followed Mo You into the back hall, and several people sat down scattered.

  Mo Yu looked around at everyone and said to Yun Zhi's several attendants: "You all withdraw first."

  "Yes." Yunzhi and several others responded in unison, bowing their heads and retreating out of the room.

  Mo worried picked up the teacup on the tea table and took a big gulp. The other book friends looked at him normally.

  The scene was silent for a moment, but soon this silence was broken, and the patriarch followed Mo fourteen over.

  "Tribe leader." The crowd shouted as they stood up.

  Mo Dashi sat down in the main seat, raised his hand to press down, indicating that everyone should sit down. Only then did he say: "I've already heard about the matter from Shi Qi. Originally, you didn't need to know, but I know that children of your age are very curious. If you go back without understanding what's going on, you'll probably be distracted for several days and won't be able to focus on your cultivation. So, based on what Shi Qi told me, I'll tell you about today's events, so you can gain some experience."

  Everyone nodded in agreement.

  According to what Shi Si said, it should be two monks who happened to be fighting fiercely at the bottom of Yingxia River, and later for some reason they moved the battlefield to the air. At that time, because of Ou Yang Hai's affairs, you didn't even notice in time, which can be seen that when they were fighting, they must have used special methods to make their spiritual power not leak out, and at least one of them was a monk in the Condensing Dan period! Mo Da Shan said, his expression also became excited.

  The Nascent Soul cultivators, they have been hiding in a corner of the Luoyang City for so many years and haven't appeared even once, not even passing by. Of course, Nascent Soul cultivators are all-powerful, if they really don't want to expose their identities, the four major families won't be able to find them either.

  But this time, there are actually Dan-stage cultivators competing in the Yingxia River, is this good fortune or bad luck——

  Mo Dashi's expression gradually turned from excitement to solemnity as he thought of this.

  Everyone was shocked to hear that, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, what kind of concept is that? The clan leader being a Qi Refining cultivator was already unimaginable, let alone a Foundation Establishment... it's simply hard to imagine.

  "That's all you need to know about this matter. Thinking too much is useless, so let's each go our separate ways and focus on cultivating ourselves from now on." Mo Dashan said with a wave of his sleeve.

  "Yes." The crowd responded in unison.

  At the same time, one of the four major families, the Ouyang family, Ouyang Yanshan listened to the report from the man in blue and his facial expression changed unpredictably. He muttered: "Hai'er, are you certain about this? At that time, you and many Mo family cultivators were present, yet none of you detected the spiritual power fluctuations in the air?"

  "Yes, Uncle. Bookworms also like to read:." Ou Yang Hai nodded affirmatively and added, "At that time, due to the sudden situation, my nephew was explaining to the Mo family's people, if not for hearing the surrounding villagers' cries of surprise, I'm afraid we wouldn't have known that such a strange phenomenon had appeared in the sky. Uncle, is it... are there cultivators having a duel?"

  As a Qi-refining cultivator, although the divine abilities of higher-level cultivators are unimaginable, one's experience has after all transcended that of ordinary people. Seeing such an extraordinary phenomenon, it would naturally occur to one that there were cultivators engaging in a magical duel, rather than some immortal descending into the mortal world.

  Ou Yang Yan Shan didn't directly respond to Ou Yang Hai's words, instead muttering to himself: "To be able to do this, I'm afraid it would require a Cultivator at the Dan Condensation stage..."

  "Uncle?" Ouyang Hai's face was full of surprise.

  "Go down, Hai'er," said Ouyang Yanshan with a wave of his hand.

  After Ou Yang Hai bowed and withdrew, Ou Yang Yan Shan leaned back in his chair and sighed softly: "I only hope that Luoyang City will not change its sky..."

  Mo Dashi had ordered everyone to disperse and cultivate, but Mo Qingchen and a few others were preoccupied with today's events and gathered together to chat idly.

  "Shi Jie, you said that the person hiding in the clouds above Yingxia River today is really a senior from the Condensing Dan period?" Mo Ning Rou asked with a look of reverence.

  But Mo Ran didn't know that he had only refined his Qi to the fifth layer, and not wanting to lose face, nodded and said: "Of course, otherwise how could I be so powerful?"

  "Houtou will also become a Jindan stage cultivator in the future." Houtou suddenly said with a serious face.

  Mo Yuqi chuckled: "Tiger Head, you should know that being able to enter the Foundation Establishment period is a one-in-a-hundred chance. Wanting to enter the Core Formation period? That's even harder than ascending to heaven."

  Mo Qingchen frowned, she was very disgusted with Mo Yuqi's words. Tiger Head was still a child, and it was the time when his heart was unstable. If he had a fearful heart about the difficulty of the immortal path, it would be even harder for him to achieve anything. At this moment, he said: "Eleventh sister is wrong, we cultivators are not taking steps to reach the sky? No matter how high the sky is, as long as we keep walking, we will get closer and closer."

  "Hutou nodded repeatedly and said: 'Qingchen, you also think I can condense the elixir, right? When that time comes, I'll take you to play on the cloud."

  Mo Yuqi saw the two of them chatting and laughing, and she pouted in annoyance.

  The sun sets in the west, but the sky is still transparent. In the courtyard of Mo Dashi, the patriarch of the Mo family, there was an additional person who had quietly appeared without making a sound.

  That person's figure was slender and elegant, with a light gauze veil covering her face. She stood in the wind wearing palace attire, looking ethereal and otherworldly.

  "May I ask what brings you to our Mo Manor?" Mo Dashan's piercing gaze stared at the woman who suddenly appeared before him, his deep voice inquiring.

  The woman looked radiant and reserved, no different from ordinary people. However, Mo Daxian would not be foolish enough to think she was an ordinary woman, so he naturally addressed her as a fellow Taoist.

  The woman looked at Mo Daxuan through her veil, and Mo Daxuan only felt a suffocating breath, a strong sense of oppression rushed towards him, causing his knees to weaken and almost fall to the ground.

  "Ah... senior..." Mo Dashi's face was instantly covered in cold sweat, and he deeply bowed, the woman in front of him was at least a high-ranking cultivator in the Condensing Dan stage!

  Different stages of the same boundary, the gap is extremely large, this isolates a boundary, and the strength is even more different from heaven and earth.

  Not to mention Mo Daishan, who was in the foundation-building period, had no power to fight back in front of the cultivators in the Dan-forming period. Even if all the cultivators in the entire Mo Mansion were added together, they would only have the fate of being slaughtered at will.

  Mo Dashi's face turned exceptionally ugly at this thought - what was this uninvited senior doing here, after all?!

  The immense pressure dissipated, and immediately a faint, ethereal woman's voice came through, entering his ears with crystal clarity: "Today, I chanced upon several young cultivators by the banks of the Reflecting Rainbow River. They were originally from this place. May I ask, fellow Daoist, if you could arrange for me to meet them?"