Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

Fang Mo gently stroked the small blood on his shoulder

, "Wu Mo,

how far is the scattered cultivation gathering place from here?"

Wu Mo glanced at the little blood that was enjoying the touch with his eyes closed with some fear, and said: "Gongzi, Sifang City, which is a gathering place for scattered cultivators, is located at the intersection of the three sects, half a month away from here.

"Well, I don't plan to return to the sect for the time being, and I will go to Sifang City with you to take a look."

"Do everything according to the prince's command."

Wu Mo said respectfully.

"Let's go."

Fang Mo said and summoned the corpse eagle out.

Seeing this, Wu Mo immediately summoned his mount, a huge gray crane.

Who knew that as soon as the two mounts appeared, they directly lay on the ground, shivering.

"What's going on?"

Wu Mo looked at his mount suspiciously, while Fang Mo also frowned slightly.

"Hiss... Neighing"

Little Blood gently spat snake letters towards the two mounts.

Hearing the sound, the corpse eagle and the gray crane trembled even more, and they even kept wailing.

Fang Mo was stunned slightly, it was actually a small blood that scared the two mounts like this.

Is it natural bloodline suppression?

Fang Mo became more and more curious about the origin of the small blood.

No way, the two mounts could not be used, and in the end, Wu Mo could only take out a flying elemental weapon, Jin Yunzhou.

This Jin Yunzhou is much smaller than Pei Kun's bone ship, but it is more exquisite.

Glancing at the small blood on his shoulder, Fang Mo secretly wondered if he should also get a flying elemental weapon.

A moment later, a golden light soared into the air and disappeared into the sky.

...

A few days later

, on the golden boat, the sun shone down,

and Fang Mo lay on Xuan'er's lap and closed his eyes and slept.

Small blood wrapped around Fang Mo's wrist, like a blood-colored jade bracelet.

Wu Mo, on the other hand, stood respectfully on the side.

Wu Mo secretly glanced at the absolutely beautiful woman in a white dress, pure and moving.

Through his observations in the past few days, Wu Mo found that this absolutely beautiful woman should be the maid beside Fang Mo.

But this woman's behavior was extremely strange, without saying a word, her eyes did not leave Fang Mo for a moment all day, and the strangest thing was that her eyes were gray and white....

However, Wu Mo is also a smart person and knows what to ask and what not to ask.

"Wu Mo, tell me about Sifang City."

Fang Mo said softly.

"Yes... It's Gongzi.

Fang Mo's voice pulled Wu Mo back from his thoughts.

Wu Mo organized the language a little and spoke: "Gongzi, this Sifang City has been established for hundreds of years, and it is said that it was established by a Yuan King Realm powerhouse at that time, in order to give a shelter to the wandering scattered cultivators. When

Fang Mo heard this, his eyes showed surprise.

This Sifang City turned out to be established by a Yuan King Realm.

It is necessary to know that the cultivation realm is the Yuan Qi Realm, the Yuan Spirit Realm, the Yuan Spirit Realm, the Yuan Man Realm, the Yuan Master Realm, the Yuan King Realm, the Yuan Jun Realm, the Yuan Zun Realm, and the Yuan Emperor Realm from low to high.

In the later realm, there is no record in the texts.

The current five sect masters are also the cultivators of the Yuan Master Realm, and the Yuan King Realm has not appeared for many years.

Fang Mo bowed his head slightly and motioned for Wu Mo to continue.

"At the beginning of the establishment of Sifang City, an iron law was set, that is, no one, no sect, was allowed to fight in the city."

"Oh~ So, as long as you don't go out of town, it's safe."

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.

Wu Mo nodded, "Yes, as long as you are in the city, Sifang City will guarantee your safety." However, once out of the city, whether it is dead or alive, Sifang City no longer cares.

"This iron law can be maintained until now, I am afraid that the strength of this Sifang City is not simple." Fang Mo said lightly.

"What Gongzi said is that Lei Shengyu, the city lord of this Sifang City, is a Yuan Master Realm cultivator."

Wu Mo said in a low voice.

Fang Mo showed a clear look, "Well, as expected. You must know that the rules are made by the strong, and the maintenance of the rules requires strength.

Wu Mo nodded thoughtfully and continued:

"It is precisely because of this iron law of Sifang City that many cultivators flock here, whether it is an abandoned disciple of the sect who betrayed the sect, or a peerless demon who did a lot of evil and murdered people, Sifang City has opened its city gates, and those who come will not refuse."

Speaking of this, Wu Mo paused for a moment: "However, whether you come to Sifang City to seek refuge or practice seclusion, you will be charged a fee for entering the city, ten yuan stones per day. If there is no money or arrears, they will be expelled from the Sifang City. Hearing

this, Fang Mo's eyes showed a brilliant light, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "This is really faster than robbing money..."

Wu Mo shrugged, after all, this money is equivalent to life continuation money, and those people are willingly paid.

"By the way, are all the same residences when entering the city?" Fang Mo asked casually.

"Gongzi, this Sifang City will not arrange accommodation, there are inns in the city, and you need to pay separately."

"It's really dark..."

Fang Mo smacked his tongue secretly.

Wu Mo said again: "Another is to buy a private house, which is more expensive."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, "Then how long have you lived in Sifang City?"

"Hui Gongzi, his subordinates have a façade in Sifang City for refining pills, and there is also a private residence."

Wu Mo said with some pride in his tone.

"Is the alchemist so profitable?"

Fang Mo looked at Wu Mo in surprise, owning a façade and private house in a place like Sifang City, the funds must be quite strong.

After Wu Mo listened, his thin face showed a little color: "The alchemy under his subordinates is quite famous among scattered cultivation, so the income is quite good." However, although the profession of alchemist earns more, it also costs more. "

Well."

Fang Mo smiled faintly.

Looking at Fang Mo's reaction, Wu Mo hurriedly added: "Of course, in the future, all the subordinates earn will belong to Gongzi, and this time Gongzi has given so many spiritual materials and exotic grasses to his subordinates, after returning to Sifang City, his subordinates will definitely be able to advance to the rank of third-grade alchemist!" Speaking

of this, Wu Mo couldn't help but show excitement.

Fang Mo glanced at the excited Wu Mo lightly, Fang Mo didn't know much about the alchemist, and he couldn't understand Wu Mo's mood at this time.

Wu Mo also saw Fang Mo's disapproval, and he explained, "

Gongzi,

there is only one third-grade alchemist in the entire Sifang City now. Moreover, that third-grade alchemist was still subordinate to Sifang City, and ordinary scattered cultivators simply did not have the qualifications or opportunity to invite that third-grade alchemist! Hearing

this, Fang Mo was finally moved.

I didn't expect that I accidentally picked up a treasure....

...

At the same time, the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

Guan Ye harnessed the corpse beast day and night, and finally returned to the sect.

Guan Ye, who was full of embarrassment, went straight to the second peak.

In the empty Peak Lord Hall, Guan Ye sat on the peak lord's throne with a gloomy face.

"Treadmill!"

Guan Ye couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Who the hell is that guy from the Yuan Spirit Realm Sixth! The first peak has never heard of a demon with the sixfold Yuan Spirit Realm!

"Come man! Come!

Guan Ye roared outside the hall.

"Peak Lord, subordinates are here!"

A black-clothed disciple hurriedly stepped forward.

"Let me check, there can be new disciples in the inner gate in the past year, especially the disciples of the sixth layer of the Yuan Spirit Realm, give me a focus to check!"

Guan Ye said coldly.

"Yes!"

The black-clothed disciple led the way.

Guan Ye looked at the direction of the first peak with a tangled expression, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

Leng Yu was killed, whether to tell that monster or not...