Fix your sister's fairy

A few days have passed, the sect has finally regained its calm, the Falling Immortal Forest where the beast tide has occurred has been suppressed again, and the return of the Qingxuan Venerable has made the demon beasts of the entire Falling Immortal Forest honest again, and occasionally a few unknown little demons will be killed by the monks patrolling at the foot of the mountain.

The mountain protection array that was knocked out by the purple blood air pluto was re-established with the help of the Duobao Dao people, this time the formation not only has the previous defense, but also specially increased the attack effect, if the next time the purple blood air pluto still comes to collide and play, what awaits him is the attack formation that activates the formation, and he is bloody.

In addition, Wanfa Peak, which was ravaged by the fire of the Nine Dragon Furnace Ding Dan, was also gradually repaired, and the flames burned a large area of the trade area, fortunately, there were monks who set up a formation to block the spread of the fire at the time of the incident, so that the loss was reduced to a minimum, and with the help of the Duobao Dao people and the "Zero Zero Zero" Tiangu Sect Master, the Nine Dragon Furnace Ding was also re-suppressed.

As for the main peak, few people in the entire sect know what happened to the main peak and what the pillar of light was, only that the Tiangu Sect Master was trapped in the pillar of light that day, and finally the four peak masters joined forces to break the light pillar, and then the Tiangu Sect Master calmed the sect with one force.

The days slowly resumed their daily routine, the cultivation that should be cultivated, the classes that should be attended, and the formation of the formation test, everyone slowly shifted their focus from the change of the sect to the sect competition a few days later.

The words of the Heavenly Lonely Sect Master were still hovering in everyone's ears, and the first place in the sect competition could get a wish...... The wish promised by the master of a sect! Maybe you can ask for a heaven-level magic weapon! Or maybe you can ask the Tiangu sect master to accept you as a disciple, and when the time comes, you will have to be the same generation as the Chengfeng master, and the other monks will have to call themselves uncle when they see them......

Everyone became fanatical, and everyone began to cultivate desperately for this wish, and now the entire Tiangumen has fallen into a cultivation frenzy. Now in Qiankun Peak, you can often see a diligent scholar who sits cross-legged in the cafeteria in the morning with a white-flour steamed bun in his mouth and falls into cultivation, and a scholar who constantly deduces the exercises on the road.

Everyone hurried up and wanted to make themselves stand out in the sect competition in a few days as much as possible, even if they didn't get the first place, they might be favored by some elders because of their outstanding performance, and then they would be accepted as apprentices.

And Mo Yi, he? He didn't panic at all.

In the early morning, the light of dawn pierces through the cracks of the bamboo leaves and spills into the depths of the Lost Forest.

"I'm out of the house. Mo Yi grabbed a piece of steamed bun from the table in his clothes, put it in his mouth and pushed the door out, Mo Luoxue, who was practicing swords in the open space, glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"Don't you say goodbye, my sister is so cold, I'm very sad as an older brother. Mo Yi said in a pitiful tone to Mo Luoxue, who was practicing swords, with an expressionless face.

"Goodbye. Mo Luoxue obviously didn't want to talk to Mo Yi, so she simply said goodbye to Mo Yi.

"Hehe, that's the benefit of having a sister, it would be nice if you could whisper to me by the bedside in the morning to wake me up. "

A piece of cuizhu was cut down by a long sword, Mo Luoxue jumped high and kicked at Mo Yi with a sword, Mo Yi lowered his head in embarrassment and ran to the trail without looking back, "See you back!"

Looking at Mo Yi who was fleeing quickly, Mo Luoxue sighed and put away her long sword, she turned around and walked towards another path leading to the bamboo house of Qingxuan Venerable, she had encountered a bottleneck in her cultivation again.

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Xianfang, Xingluo Street.

"Boss Mo, what are you asking me to do with me? Early in the morning, instead of cultivating when the early yang aura is full, he came to Xianfang, do you want to learn from me to be a businessman?" The fat man Huang asked while chewing behind Mo Yi with a greasy chicken leg, and he still had a blanket under the armpit of his other hand to set up a stall.

"Go collect the debt. The corners of Mo Yi's mouth rose to look like he was overjoyed, and he even felt more comfortable looking at the profiteer who had sold his fakes on the street.

"Debt collection?" Huang Fat Man was stunned for a moment, "Who owes you money and doesn't pay it back, didn't you tell him that your teacher is Venerable Qingxuan?"

"Then how about you help me get the money? I want to share half of you?" Mo Yi glanced at the fat man Huang and laughed.

"Oh, is this true?" Huang Fatty's eyes flashed, "Fat man, I am a good hand at collecting debts, what kind of sloppy lai, under the fat man's pig-killing sword, I have to obediently pay off my debts!"

"Well, here, the creditor is here.........." Mo Yi stopped and looked at the fat man Huang with a smile, "Come, fat man, please." "

The fat man turned his head and looked at the place in front of him, and suddenly shuddered, and took a few steps back, "Everyone...... Pavilion of the Stars?!"

In front of Huang Fatzi is a high-rise pavilion with exquisite and gorgeous decoration of mahogany and green tiles, and there is a gilded plaque hanging on the top of the pavilion, which is engraved with three typing words of [Zhongxing Pavilion].

Huang Fatzi naturally knows what kind of place this is, Xianfang is a place of commerce and profit. Xianfang is huge, and every place has a force that can make a decision, and the commercial overlord of this area is the Star Pavilion. It can be said that even if you want to set up a stall in these streets, you must say hello to the Star Pavilion, otherwise it will be difficult for you to get mixed up here.

Huang Fatzi is a stall setter, naturally knows the terrible power of this kind of commercial pavilion, and having spirit stone resources can naturally attract extraordinary monks to work for them, and he can't afford to provoke a small second-class dealer.

"Come, fat man, please, the owner of this shop owes me a lot of spirit stones. Mo Yi shrugged.

"Damn, Mo Yi, don't fool me, okay, if I go in and make a big fuss, I don't think I will see the sun tomorrow. The fat man was frightened and said with an ugly face.

"If you don't want this 5.3 half of the spirit stone, then pull it down. Mo Yi rolled his eyes, stepped through the threshold of the gate of the Star Pavilion and walked straight in.

"Hey!" Huang Fat Man was startled, he didn't expect Mo Yi to really dare to go in, he hesitated for a moment, shrank his head and ran in.

As soon as I entered the Pavilion of the Stars, the beauties in ancient costumes came, and the graceful and luxurious decorations came into view, and the shelves were filled with cherished pills and flying sword weapons, and even some rare exercises were also seen. This is only the first floor, and there are even rarer treasures on the second and even third floors of the pavilion.

"Look for your boss, call your boss, and say that the creditor is coming. Mo Yi played with the small objects on the shelves and smiled at the beauties in ancient costumes.

When the fat yellow man who followed up heard Mo Yi's words, his face immediately turned pale with fright and turned around to leave. _

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