Evil Wang Pampers His Ghost Doctor Fei

The journey was smooth and calm, and Mu Qianxi and the others arrived at the Prison Emperor Sect smoothly.

Mu Qianxi said: "This suzerain will not entertain. If you believe us, the young city master will recover in half a month. If you don't believe me, now the Wanjing city master can take people back."

She is not familiar with Wanjing City Lord, and she agreed to treat her because of Shenjing.

He didn't intend to let other people enter the sect and lure wolves into the house.

Wanjing City Lord said: "This City Lord is naturally relieved."

Without that mysterious alchemist, his son would have died long ago, and they have no reason to harm him.

And the Prison Emperor Sect didn't dare to harm him, unless they wanted the entire Prison Emperor Sect to be razed to the ground by him.

Wanbaolou stopped entertaining, but Grand Elder Gongsun asked to sit in the Zongmen.

Mu Qianxi said: "Okay!"

The friendship with Great Elder Gongsun is different from other people, just go in if you go in!

This actually made Wanjing City Lord and the people of Wanbaolou a little jealous, who let them make friends first!

Grand Elder Gongsun talked with Mu Qianxi about the next pill transaction, and the medicine can also be sold in the past.

As soon as the potion came out, Great Elder Gongsun felt that there would be no pharmacy that could compare to their Shadow Pavilion.

As for Wan Changli, the young lord of Wanjing City, he was naturally thrown to Yaofeng and handed over to Yue Shengliang to help him with subsequent recovery.

The broken meridian has been completely recovered, but the body is a little weak, there is no need for her ghost doctor to do it herself.

Wan Changli originally thought that he could see the holy pharmacist when he arrived at the Prison Emperor Sect, but he didn't expect that there was only a little alchemist to take care of him.

Of course, although he is young, his talent in refining medicine is already very good.

Yue Shengliang said: "You can try to cultivate now, so that you can recover faster."

"Okay!" Wan Changli said.

As soon as he practiced, Yue Shengliang was ready to save people.

His peak is not suitable for most people in the Guangming Realm to cultivate.

As soon as Wan Changli started practicing, his limbs and bones felt very comfortable. He didn't vomit blood or feel uncomfortable.

Yue Shengliang was taken aback for a moment, seeing his friendly eyes.

Wan Changli was also surprised, "Is the Prison Emperor Sect really an eighth-class sect? The aura of this medicine peak is too strong, and the cultivation speed is so fast! In the past, even if my father used the divine crystal to assist me in my cultivation, I would still progress without effort. Extremely slow. Didn't expect..."

It's amazing, this is a treasure land of cultivation for him.

There is a talented alchemist to take care of it, and there is such a perfect treasure land for cultivation.

Five days later, Wan Changli was alive and kicking, and his cultivation had improved a lot.

The Lord Wanjing was ecstatic when he heard the news, and Shenjing was sent to his place.

Hearing that Mu Qianxi was strangely interested in convicting crimes, she also gave her a spot.

Mu Qianxi looked at the divine crystal with majestic spiritual power in her palm, and a brilliant smile appeared on her face.

"Shenjing is really a good thing. You can improve the formation and make the spiritual power of the Prison Emperor Sect more intense."

Half a month later, Mu Qianxi and Yan Luo Yan Ling were about to set off to convict Weidi.

And Wanjing City Master also came to pick up his son, but his son said: "Father, I want to join the Prison Emperor Sect and become a disciple of the Prison Emperor Sect."

"What?" City Master Wanjing thought he had heard wrong.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a young city lord and enjoy the glory and wealth? To be a disciple in an ordinary eighth-class sect.

Wan Changli said: "Father, you heard me right, the Prison Emperor Sect is especially suitable for my cultivation, and I also like the atmosphere here."

There is no intrigue, no scheming to harm people, they all have only one purpose, to become stronger.

The improvement of his son's cultivation has indeed exceeded the imagination of Wanjing City Lord.

He said: "Since you like it, then stay! If the suzerain doesn't accept you, I will give her the spirit crystal and the god crystal, and she will definitely like it."

Wan Changli said: "Father, the suzerain has already agreed."

A person who can cultivate in the medicine peak without backlash means that he is not a person who does evil and evil.

As long as the other party is willing, Mu Qianxi will naturally accept it happily.

City Master Wanjing took a token to Mu Qianxi and said, "If Old Gongsun and City Master Wan regret not giving the quota to Sect Master Mu, send me a message and I'll give you two more."

In the future, if the son wants to practice in the Prison Emperor Sect, of course he can't be too stingy with the patriarch.

The Guild City is located in the south of the Bright Realm, some distance away from the Prison Emperor Sect, and requires the use of a teleportation array.

Louzhu Wan said to go to Wanbaolou to find them, and Elder Gongsun was there as well.

Before arriving at the destination, he was accosted by a group of people.

"The little girl is a disciple of the eighth-class sect, right?"

"So what?" Mu Qianxi said indifferently.

"We are disciples from the seventh-class sect. Give me the token in your hand to enter the sinful land. How about I give you one hundred thousand spirit crystals?"

Mu Qianxi sneered and said, "Do you think I lack so much spirit crystal?"

"Buying things with you, a disciple of the eighth-class sect, is to think highly of you. Since you are so uncooperative, then..."

He immediately started, and a black figure flashed.

"Boom!" Yan Luo simply punched him, sending him flying in an instant.

In terms of rank, he was not much lower than Yan Luo, but he was still instantly killed.

Those companions of his were angry, "You still dare to hit someone, we are also you, a disciple of the eighth sect, can you afford to offend us?"

With a flash of cold light, he drew out his weapon and burst out with murderous intent.

At this moment, a figure flew over and said, "Sect Master Mu, are you here?"

"Which sect are you from? How dare you offend the distinguished guests of our Wanbao Building." Then he glared at the group of guys angrily.

These people were horrified, "Wanbaolou? Didn't she say she was from the eighth-class sect?"

"Sect Master Mu, you're finally here." Someone from the Shadow Pavilion also came.

"He... he seems to be Wei Song of the Shadow Pavilion."

A mere disciple of an eighth-class sect actually knew a genius disciple of an eighth-class sect, and they were so polite to her, it really screwed them to death.

It was only then that Mu Qianxi realized that the number of places in the seventh-class sects was also limited, and some ordinary disciples who could not get the places wanted to rob the tokens of the eighth-class sects, and the success rate was quite high.

Only this time, they hit the iron plate.

Wei Qu said: "Master Mu, do you want to take care of these people?"

"Forget it! Let them go!" Mu Qianxi said lightly.

When we arrived at Wanbao Building, we got two tokens.

Grand Elder Gongsun told Mu Qianxi about the strange things of condemning crimes. Every time it is opened, only people in the False God Realm can enter.

"Although Sect Master Mu is very talented, it may be very dangerous to enter with this strength. This is the sound transmission token. After entering, immediately find the disciples of our two major forces nearby to act together, so as to have a support."

In fact, they want to say that no spirit god dares to go in to judge sins and treacherous lands, and the lowest ones are all above the demigod fifth heaven. However, Sect Master Mu is not a reckless person, if he dares to go, it must be that the holy pharmacist prepared a hole card for her to save her life.