Chapter 37: The Qilin’s Tribulation (I)

"It's still this familiar and unique taste, what a natural tea tree..."

When I raised my eyebrows and sipped, my eyes lit up. The fragrance of tea was clear, and my teeth and cheeks remained fragrant. A refreshing feeling surged up, and my mind became much clearer.

I haven't drunk this tea for thousands of years, but the taste of this tea has always remained in my heart.

After saying that, he sipped the tea in his hand and placed the cup in front of him. At this time, Mo Li raised the tea set again and filled his tea cup with tea.

The misty tea fragrance lingers on the tea cup, and the fragrance of tea suddenly spreads, with a refreshing and quiet feeling lingering in the middle of Yang Qiao.

"Please!" Mo Li put down the tea set, made a gesture of invitation, and then picked up the teacup himself and savored it gently.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled, picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.

This is what it should be when drinking tea. If Xiang Moyu is so anxious, he will not be able to appreciate the beauty of this tea. Of course, in order to break through the quasi-saint realm, he is also quite anxious.

After all, Zulong has been promoted to quasi-saint for nearly ten thousand years, and he is still at the peak of the Daluo realm. Although he is a little sure, he is not sure after all. So when he hears that Mo Li is willing to help, how can he not be anxious?

In the prehistoric world, the relationship between the three tribes is becoming more and more subtle. A hundred tribes have already experienced a lot of war. I believe that the fire will be burned into the three tribes soon.

If he has not broken through by then, the Qilin clan will be very passive. The Dragon clan will likely be the dominant one.

By then, the dragon clan will dominate the prehistoric world.

He drank the tea in the Eyebrow Cup and put it down, looked at Mo Li and said, "What's the matter outside, can you know about it?"

Mo Li glanced at him lightly, and while making tea, he said lightly, "But the hundreds of tribes are fighting, and the relationship between the three tribes is tense?"

"Huh!" Yang Mei said in surprise and looked at him in surprise, "My fellow Taoist has not yet left the temple and has learned so thoroughly about the prehistoric things. I admire..."

Mo Li waved his hand and brought the teacup to him again, then he said calmly, "The relationship between the three clans is subtle. Although the Zulong did not break the situation of the three clans after breaking through the Quasi Saint, he would not continue to be peaceful like this. Even if he thought, no one would want to."

Hearing this, a trace of light flashed through his eyebrows and asked, "Who is it?"

Mo Li looked at him and smiled mysteriously, "The secret of heaven cannot be revealed!"

He raised his eyebrows and felt bored, shook his head and said, "Fellow Taoist seems not very interested in the affairs of the three tribes..." He savored the tea and looked at Mo Li with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

He didn't know why he was willing to help Mo Yu, but he was not concerned about the affairs of the three tribes.

Mo Li looked at him and seemed to guess what he thought, "What does the three tribes have to do with me? I talked about Mo Yu, but I just give him a favor!"

"Hahaha, what's the matter with me? The realm of a fellow Taoist is really extraordinary..." Yang Mei was stunned and then smiled.

"I moved to the Wuliang Mountains, and even wanted to be quiet. The original Kongming Mountain had already been full of war with hundreds of races. It was still the quiet place of fellow Taoists..."

Mo Li looked at him, smiled on his face, picked up the teacup in his hand, and said to him, "Please!"

Yang Mei was stunned. He didn't know what his strange move meant, but he also imitated him, picked up the teacup, settled in front of him, and said to him, "Please!"

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In the northern part of the prehistoric world, the Qilin tribe land.

The cultivation level of the Qilin has improved a lot, but in one month, he rushed back to the Qilin clan's territory from the Wuliang Mountains, and his speed is extremely fast.

At this time, his realm was that he had stepped into the quasi-saint realm with one foot. Only by passing the heavenly tribulation could he truly step over the other foot and become a true quasi-saint powerful.

Mo Yu flew directly into the Qilin Hall. Along the way, the clan members had already recognized him and made way out, not daring to block the clan leader's path.

As soon as he entered the hall, the elder who was handling the affairs of the clan leader on his behalf lit up. He quickly stood up and bowed to him, "Class Chief, you are back..."

Immediately afterwards, a look of shock appeared in his eyes. He was also a figure in the realm of Daluo. His clan's strength and Mo Yu's existence this time were still very clear about the strength of his clan leader.

Before he went out, his cultivation aura was only slightly higher than the peak of Daluo, and he could still feel it, but at this time, he could hardly feel it. Apart from his cultivation breaking through, there was nothing else that could be explained.

"The clan leader went out this time and his cultivation level increased so much. Is there any opportunity?" The elder looked at Mo Yu and asked.

Mo Yu nodded, walked to the main seat, and then slowly spoke, "This time I went out to visit a fellow Taoist. After discussing the Tao with him, I had a lot of insights and my cultivation increased a lot..."

"Fellow Taoist?!" The elder was puzzled.

He also knew about the Dragon Clan last time. Although the tribe leaders of the three clans have been discussing the truth for thousands of years, the great ways of the three clans are not the same, but there are not many areas that can be confirmed by each other. Therefore, when Mo Yu came back last time, his cultivation did not increase much.

On the other hand, after returning, the Great Elder could hardly feel the breath of Mo Yu. Obviously, he had gained much more insights this time, and his understanding of the Dao also increased a lot.

So he was very curious about the "Fellow Daoist" mentioned by Mo Yu. He was so powerful with the innate gods and demons. If so, he could win over the Qilin clan and help them dominate the prehistoric world.

Mo Yu looked at him and knew that his thoughts were the same as before. He couldn't help but sigh, "What the Great Elder thought in his heart is impossible. I originally went out to invite him to join my Qilin clan, but he was only determined to seek the truth..."

"Fortunately, he still remembers the cause and effect of my Qilin clan. This time, my cultivation level can be broken through, so he helped me and discussed the Tao with him. My great way has become much clearer, and my understanding of the great way has also deepened a lot."

The great elder's idea is also his idea. But even if Mo Li had a slight idea, he would try his best to win him over to join the Qilin clan, but unfortunately, there was no such opportunity.

However, he was somewhat comforted to help him reach this level. As long as he broke through to the quasi-saint, he would not fall behind the dragon clan too much. At that time, if the three clans fight, he would not be afraid of the ancestor dragon at the same level.

"That's really a pity..." The elder shook his head, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

It is a pity for him to be praised by the clan leader and to be able to win over the Qilin clan with such strength, especially at this time.

The three tribes of the prehistoric times may start a war at that time, so he attaches great importance to the upper-level masters. If he can have one more innate god and demon at the Daluo realm, it will play a crucial role in the war.

Mo Yu did not continue to entangle Mo Li with the Great Elder. For him, Mo Li had no relationship with the Qilin clan, so he could only rely on himself next.

So for Mo Li, I can only ignore this person.

He looked at the elder and asked in a deep voice, "Great Elder, are there any major events in the clan recently? What about the prehistoric world?"

As the patriarch, he handled these things, and the great elder was just a temporary agent. Since the Hui tribe at this time, he needs to understand all these things.

"There is nothing big in the clan, but there are many conflicts in the prehistoric clans, and the war has become increasingly fierce. There are three tribes standing behind these clans. I am afraid that the war will burn us soon..." said the Great Elder.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yu frowned, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "Didn't I try my best to restrain them and let them not cause trouble for the time being? Zulong has been promoted to quasi-saint at this time. With his cultivation level, we are not able to compete for the moment, so we can only endure it for a while."

"As long as I break through to the quasi-saint, I don't need to be afraid of the Dragon Clan anymore. Whatever you should do at that time, what will happen..."

Mo Yu said angrily, she had just gone out for thousands of years, how could she become like this?

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