Immortal Mortal

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When I heard Mo Wuji, Murong Xiangyu seemed to be in the middle of the point, and lived in an instant. She is not ashamed. If she feels ashamed, she will not propose to initiate a relationship with Mo Wu at this time.

As long as there is a little emotional intelligence, even if you want to restore your relationship with Mo Wuji again, you will not be so eager, but gradually. Murong Xiangyu did not do this. Her performance of feelings is like the most utilitarian city and small people. Once they find that their choice direction is biased, they will change direction immediately. If it is to do business, this is indeed ok, but how do emotional things and business?

As Mo Wuji thought, her emotional intelligence has long been cultivated by the practice of Taishang.

When Mo Wuji turned and went to attack the guards, Murong Xiangyu was still in the same place. Since she knew Yan Ye, she never thought that one day, Yan Ye would reject her and refused so simply.

The joy of getting the seven chapters of Luoshu seems to have weakened a lot.

"Mo Xianyou, how to attack?" See Mo Wuji leave Murong Xiangyu on the side, a Xuan Xian monk quickly asked for a fist.

Mo Wuji knows the meaning of these people. This ban is not complicated. You can open it as long as you work together. The reason why I have not opened it now is because everyone knows the bottom. If someone starts first, it will definitely cause public outrage.

Now everyone looks at him. One is that his identity is somewhat mysterious. The second one has just left the Fubei with a knife and scared some guys.

"Everyone attacks together, breaks the ban, and then splits." Mo Wuyi waved his hand first.

Mo Wuji took the lead and the rest of the people started to do it. With only a dozen breathing hours, this guard was directly blown open.

The rich and the fascinating spirits came out, and Mo Wu was so intoxicated that he took a deep breath.

After the promotion to Xuanxian, Mo Wuji is also very clear, in a short time, he is difficult to advance. If you can practice in this fairy meditation pool for a few years, maybe he still has the opportunity to advance to the big sin.

It is a pity that this fairy pond is not his, but hundreds of people here.

Although the celestial crystal and the high-class fairy grass are good things, no one has snatched it after the guards were blasted.

Mo Wuji saw that everyone did not do anything, simply said, "There are three hundred and twenty sensational friends here, and there are at least 100,000 celestial crystals. Everyone queues up for the first time. Each time, 300 yuan is charged for each person. ""

The unscrupulous method is fair and just, and no one has any objections. Although several top geniuses feel uncomfortable, what can they do? The strength of the people is so strong that they are not so special.

More than three hundred monks quickly divided the cents of the crystals here, and each of them was divided into three hundred and twenty cents. Some of the monks who are weaker are even more sighed. It can be said that from the cultivation to the present, this time the distribution of things is the most relaxed and refreshing. Except this time, which one has a treasure, isn’t it a fight to get a part?

After the people finished the fairy crystal, they waited for Mo Wuji to speak again. Mo Wuji did not hesitate. These fairy spirits had an idea. He stood up and said with impoliteness. "You, there are six, seven and eight levels of fairy grass here. The least of eight, only ten. There are many plants, the sixth is the most, and the seventh is also a hundred. I have some selfishness here, if everyone disagrees, if I agree, I hope that I can divide more seven levels of fairy grass, eight and I don't want six levels."

There are too few eight-level fairy grasses, and it is not very useful to come to Mo. There are a lot of six-level fairy grasses, and he is enough to advance to the six-pronged king. For Mo Wuji, his most lacking amount is the seven-level fairy grass, because only seven levels of fairy grass, he has the opportunity to advance to the seven Pindan.

Don't look at the many good things in this broken world. In fact, the grasses above the seventh level are not so easy to obtain.

Although Mo Wuji has strength and mystery, but let everyone give up the seven-level fairy grass, no one will speak.

When there are benefits, everyone feels that it is not bad, especially those who are inferior. Once it comes to everyone’s interests, it’s hard to say. If there are many eight-level fairy grasses here, Mo Wuji does not say so. At present, there are only a dozen strains of eight-level fairy grasses, and it is not necessary to influence them.

The key is that the seven-level fairy grass is much more precious than the sixth one, and it is not a grade at all. Sometimes hundreds of six-level celestial grasses may not be exchanged for a family of seven-level sage grass.

Seeing no one to talk, Zuo Yi first stood up and said, "My left can still represent the Yongzheng Xianyu. I will give up the seven-level fairy grass forever, and give the seven-level fairy grass to Mo. Brother."

Zuo Yixian is very clear in his heart, if it is not unscrupulous, Yongzheng Xianyu does not say that it is divided into seven levels of fairy grass, that is, a person with a centimeter can be divided into a dozen or so even if it is good.

Sure enough, Zuo Yi took the lead, and the monks of Yongzheng Xianyu agreed. The rest of the monks in the Xianyu also began to give up the seven-level fairy grass. After all, the seven-level fairy grass is even divided, and one person is not over one-third. After giving up, he can get rid of it. Good feeling.

Three hundred and twenty people, more than one hundred and seventy people gave up the seven-level fairy grass. As a result, Mo Wuji got more than 50 strains of seven-level fairy grasses. For the sake of Mo Wuji, these seven-level Xian Lingcao were barely enough for him to advance to the seven-character Dandi.

With his level of Dan Dao, if he can find some seven-level fairy grass in the broken world, it is enough for him to complete the resources of Dandi.

Unscrupulously satisfied with the seven levels of Xianling grass that he needed, and took the initiative to be the host, helping everyone to separate the rest of the fairy grass, this is the fist, said, "Thank you for letting my friends like Xian Lingcao, I have remembered it in my heart. I opened a small shop in Xianjue, and I will be able to offer some medicines in the future. I will be able to offer some medicines.

When I heard Mo Wuji, everyone cheered forward. Whether it is true or not, it is not a bad thing to get this benefit with one-third of the seven-level fairy grass. Even if it is fake, what can a third of the grasses sit on?

Mo Wuji said again, "It is a fate to be able to meet with you today. Don't go too far, wait for the good-spirited sacred market."

Everyone is holding fists. Everyone is going to be separated from each other. Then when they continue to search for treasures in this broken market, a sharp cry comes. "I didn't move... I didn't move..."

All the people were alarmed by this sharp voice, and they turned their eyes. A monk who was covered in blood and whose intestines were outside was rushing wildly. While screaming while running, the monks here are silent. The monk who ran over was broken and his eyes diverged, and it was obviously alive.

Sure enough, the monk had not yet rushed to the front, and he rushed to the ground and did not live.

"A big fog..." A monk suddenly screamed.

Without this monk, everyone saw it. It was still possible to see the ruins of the shadows. At this moment, it was completely covered by fog. The two people far apart could not see each other.

"My **** can't sweep a hundred feet..." Another monk screamed.

All the people are quiet and subconsciously gathered together. Not only him, everyone’s gods can’t sweep out.

"Ah..." In the distance, another scream came out, and then it was silent again.

"Everyone, there must be something big here, everyone should not leave here, we will gather together, and the strength of the people will be bigger..." Yitian Island also shouted loudly.

He had just finished the call, and a few screams of screams came again. This scream seemed to be in a place not far away.

All the people are nervous. The monks who come here are even the weakest, and the golden fairy is perfect. The golden fairy is still very few, and more than 70% of the monks are Xuanxian strong. A mysterious man was killed, and he could only make some screams. Even the screams could not be made. It is obvious that there are many things hidden in the sudden fog.

"Mo Xianyou, what do you think should be?" Lu Jiazhi immediately looked at Mo Wuji~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After Mo Wuzhi taught Fubei, he felt that his strength was worse than Mo Wuji. Some of his doubts are that Mo Xuan is the perfection of Xuan Xian, but it is better to conceal the exercises. This is the hidden and ordinary monk.

Lu Jiazhi asked, all the people looked at Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji looked at a broken building not far from the front and said, "I have two ideas. One is that everyone will immediately flee, who can escape who is lucky. The second way is to enter the building immediately, then the building Improve it, arrange some defensive arrays, and investigate the situation first."

This is the case. In fact, Mo Wuji has already felt that the fog is very dangerous. Even if he is, he can't find out where these dangers come from.

After the monk heard the words of Mo Wuji, he immediately said, "Nature is going to the broken temple."

During the speech, he has already stepped forward in the past. Only a fool will choose to flee at this time, knowing that the first person to escape is not among them, indicating that this danger is everywhere.

Seeing a condensed monk in the past, the rest of the people have passed. Mo Wuji also followed the crowd to the broken hall.

This time, I didn't have to talk nonsense. All of them consciously began to mend the hall. Only half an hour later, the hall was almost repaired.

Mo Wuji grabbed some flags and began to arrange the phalanx. He had no friends to find someone to help. At the level of his martial arts, no one can help him.

Seeing that Mo Wuji began to deploy, some people took the initiative to take the materials of the refining flag and hand it over to Wu Wuji. For a little half a day, Mo Wuji has completed the layout of the defensive array of the main hall.

At this moment, Wu Wuji discovered that the previous three hundred people were still in the hall, leaving only two hundred and thirty people. (.)~~7k~~

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