When the disciples of Duanjin Gate saw Cheng Mo and the others leaving in dejection, they didn't make any move to stay. They just couldn't help but laugh loudly.

"I want you to have a long memory..."

"Why are you pretending to be tough? Why don't you just run away with your tail between your legs?"

"Next time you encounter us at Broken Golden Gate, just like today, you will have your tail between your legs and get out of here as soon as possible."

The discerning disciples raised their thumbs and flattered the senior brother who was in the late stage of foundation building:

"Senior brother, you are still so majestic. In one word, these little bastards won't even dare to let go of anything."

Brother Duanjinmen sneered, "What is this..."

He cast another cold look at Mo Hua and the others who were drifting away, "They are just a few brats, they are quite sensible. Otherwise, I will inevitably have to teach them the rules of the Demon Refining Mountain."

"Senior brother is mighty!"

"Thanks to senior brother this time, we also benefited from it."

"What are the eight gates? It also depends on our Duanjin Gate's expression..."

All the disciples began to flatter him again.

Elder Xun, who was squatting in the grass, felt his teeth itching after hearing this, and wanted to take action to teach these little bastards who broke the Golden Gate a lesson, so as to support the Taixu Gate.

But he thought about it and let it go.

This is in the Demon Refining Mountain, not in the family or sect.

Not only do these disciples have to fight against monsters, but there are bound to be conflicts between them and other sect disciples.

This is a matter between disciples, and they should find a way to resolve it themselves.

I obeyed my ancestor's instructions and was only responsible for protecting the safety of Mo Hua, and would not interfere in other matters.

A man can bend and stretch.

Since Mo Hua knew how to be patient and no conflict broke out, there was no need for him to take action forcefully.

Furthermore, it is good to suffer some setbacks.

It is better to suffer a loss now, be bullied and learn a lesson, than to leave the sect in the future and be tricked to death with an innocent look on your face.

only……

The calm look of the ink painting appeared in Elder Xun's mind again.

Although he was ridiculed and ridiculed by Duanjinmen disciples, the expression in the ink painting was as calm as water, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Is this child a character who can endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens?"

Elder Xun was a little unsure for a moment...

But ink painting is obviously not.

After leaving the spiritual consciousness of the Duanjinmen disciples, Mo Hua squatted down and began to look through the storage bag.

He picked some formations and some spiritual weapons.

"I will set up the formation myself later..."

"Some of these spiritual weapons are armors, some are spiritual swords, and I have painted the "Golden Combat Formation" on them..."

As the name suggests, the Golden Combination Formation can suppress the spiritual power of the five elements of gold. It is a five-element restraint formation.

Mo Hua has learned this formation a long time ago.

He also took the time to ask Master Gu to help refine a few custom-made spiritual weapons that could overcome gold, and usually kept them in his storage bag for later use.

It comes in handy now.

"Also, this is the poison of Cang Mulang, painted on the sword..."

"There is also the blood of the azure snake, which is also poisonous. Mix it and apply it..."

Cheng Mo and others, who were originally feeling aggrieved and resentful, were startled, but after thinking about it, they were not surprised.

Cheng Mo asked in a low voice:

"Senior Brother, are we going to take revenge?"

Mo Hua corrected: "It's not revenge, it's just to get our own things back, and let them remember it for a long time..."

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold.

You dare to rob my pig?!

Mo Hua continued: "You should seize the time to meditate and take the elixir to recover your spiritual power. Then you can fuck them later!"

Cheng Mo and others cheered up and said in unison:

"good!"

The first reason why Mo Hua did not take action before was because everyone had just gone through a big battle and lacked spiritual power;

The other reason is that there are few people here, so we are at a disadvantage.

There is also a later stage of foundation building on the opposite side.

It is unwise to fight head-on.

A gentleman's revenge is never too late.

Let’s get out safely first.

However, once everyone has recovered their spiritual power, the enemy is in the light and we are in the dark, and we have the time and opportunity to plan, it will be another matter.

A gentleman does not seek revenge overnight.

A few disciples who broke through Jinmen were not worthy of letting him wait for ten years.

Not even the other night.

After the planning was completed, Cheng Mo and the others also recovered their spiritual power. They each put on the Kejin armor, held Kejin swords in their hands, quenched the poisonous blood of various monsters, and began to use their body skills to move quickly in the forest.

They were young and energetic, and they were ridiculed by the Duanjinmen disciples, which made them angry.

Now that I have the opportunity to retaliate, my eyes are filled with coldness.

Elder Xun in the distance was a little stunned.

He had just praised Mo Hua in his heart for his "forbearance", but in the blink of an eye, they were ready to "fight" with axes and swords.

It can even quench poison on spiritual weapons.

Who taught them this insidious method...

Elder Xun shook his head.

There is probably going to be a real conflict now, and I can't do anything about it.

However, he also made up his mind.

If Mo Hua and the others win, then just see for yourself.

If Mo Hua and the others lose, he will intervene again.

After all, I am an elder, and I must have the "bearance" of an elder...

Elder Xun set off silently, following Mo Hua and the others.

Mo Hua and the others headed south, chasing the Duanjinmen disciples in the direction they left.

Along the way, Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness, observed the details, and followed the traces of the disciples of Duanjinmen. After chasing for half an hour, he finally found the disciples of Duanjinmen on the top of a mountain.

The pig-headed demon has been stripped of its material by them.

They "returned with a full load" and now gathered at the foot of a hillside, sitting around drinking wine and eating meat.

What surprised Mo Hua was that it was already evening, the dusk was dim, the sunset was setting, and it was almost too dark.

But this group of Jinmen Duanmen disciples don't seem to be in a hurry to leave Demon Refining Mountain.

"Are they going to spend the night in the mountains?"

Mo Hua frowned.

Well, if you don't go out early, why stay in the mountains?

But it’s better to stay in the mountains.

It's easy to start when it gets dark.

Mo Hua took out some pieces of black cloth and asked everyone to cover their faces.

Cheng Mo said: "Senior brother, even if we cover our faces, they should be able to recognize us..."

Mo Hua shook his head and said seriously:

"Since you are committing evil, you must be 'professional'. Since others are covering their faces, we must also cover our faces, otherwise it will be against the rules."

Cheng Mo nodded in understanding.

After preparations were completed, the group of people waited until dark, the night was dark, and the mountain breeze was cool.
To be continued...