The next day, Liu Shengxiang knocked on Mo Qianyuan's door early in the morning. In order to practice internal skills, Mo Qianyuan had not slept all night. Liu Shengxiang asked outside the house: Brother Qianyuan, have you gotten up?Can Xiang'er come in?
Mo Qianyuan replied: Come in.
Liu Shengxiang entered the door and saw Mo Qianyuan sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was delighted. Without saying a word, she took off her embroidered shoes and wanted to go to bed.
Mo Qianyuan said with a serious expression: Let me tell you something first.
Liu Shengxiang noticed that he was worried, so she sat on the edge of the bed and asked: What's the matter? You said.
Mo Qianyuan doesn’t want to hide the matter of Yang Yuan, I only have the second-level lower-grade Yang Yuan.
When Liu Shengxiang saw Mo Qianyuan's outstretched palm, it was indeed a white magma pattern. She stopped for a moment and couldn't help but frown and said in surprise: Hey!Yesterday was clearly still a purple mark, what's going on?
Mo Qianyuan didn't want to tell the specific reason for his disappearance. If he said it, it would only become a laughing stock among others. I don't know, maybe it was a mistake in the appraisal stone.
Liu Shengxiang didn't want to delve into it, and she couldn't find out the reason. Even if her mother Liu Ruomei came, she wouldn't know the reason.
She didn't dislike Mo Qianyuan at all and replied: It's okay, just lower the price. Xiang'er can keep the secret for Brother Qianyuan.
She took out a silk squid from her cuff, wrapped it in Mo Qianyuan's palm, and said naively: Who can know what level of Brother Qianyuan is? Hehe.
However, a casual act made Mo Qianyuan feel relieved. He hugged Liu Shengxiang's shoulders for a moment and hugged her into his arms.
Liu Shengxiang's face was blushing and her lips were pursed. The two had never done such an intimate move before. They smelled the male scent of men at close range, and their hearts were rippling.
Mo Qianyuan didn't have any thoughts of being a child. He was simply moved. He let go of her and asked:
I am only a second-level lower-level Yang Yuan now. If you practice dual cultivation, you won’t have much effect on your sixth-level Yin Yuan. It’s better to practice dual cultivation with others.
Liu Shengxiang shook her head, No, no, Xiang'er just wants to practice dual cultivation with Brother Qianyuan.
Mo Qianyuan knew that he could not convince Liu Shengxiang, so he agreed to practice dual cultivation with her. However, the sect leader Liu Ruomei would know sooner or later, so he decided to tell her after the dual cultivation was completed. After all, the entire Xuanyu Sect also prohibited everyone from entering and leaving the sect for him. If he concealed this matter, it would be harmful to others and himself.
At noon, Liu Shengxiang returned home, and after lunch, Mo Qianyuan went to the clan hall.
The main hall of the Xuanyu Sect is not magnificent, but it is magnificent and domineering. The roof has a half-acre square skylight, with silver wires densely covered in the windows. Under the skylight is a four-sided pool. The water in the pool is like a mirror, and four eye-catching jade pillars stand at the four corners of the pool. The jade pillars are exquisitely carved, namely the Qinglong, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, the Xuanwu, and the four great divine beasts. It is said that this is the Four Divine Array of the Xuanyu Sect.
Liu Ruomei, wearing a black long skirt of cloud and crane mist, sat in the front of the hall, and many clans were sitting on both sides. At this time, everyone was talking, all discussing Mo Qianyuan's affairs.
An old woman, nearly a hundred years old, said in a low and hoarse voice: Let's expel him from the sect, our Xuanyu Sect can't protect him.
Several other old men echoed: Yes, yes, when the people from the four major sects come, my Xuanyu Sect will be destroyed. How can I protect him? There are only a few powerful people in the clan who are in the Dan stage, and only the sect leader is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. They can only destroy the entire sect if they come to protect them.
That is, we cannot protect this heavenly Yangyuan, and we dare not hope that he can create a future for Xuanyu Sect. We are just a small sect with nearly a hundred people, not seeking strength, but just seeking self-protection.
Liu Ruomei had no expression on her face, said nothing, her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, her elbows were placed on the handrail and her head was supported, her two beautiful legs were sitting cross-over, looking lazy, and she heard these old men complaining.
Although they are the sect leader, they cannot drive them away. After all, many secular trivial matters in the clan need to rely on them.
At this time, a disciple came into the hall and bowed and said: Sect Master, Mo Qianyuan is looking for a meeting.
When Liu Ruomei heard this, he finally got excited and said seriously: Let him come in.
When Mo Qianyuan entered the main hall, everyone was still talking in a low voice. Liu Ruomei's face darkened and her eyebrows frowned. The hall immediately became quiet.
Although these old people are highly respected, Liu Ruomei is the leader of the sect after all, and has always acted decisively. If he takes power, he will not leave them with mercy.
Mo Qianyuan bowed and gave a bow and met the sect leader.
Liu Ruomei asked coldly: What's the matter?
Mo Qianyuan glanced at everyone, slowly raised his left hand and said: There was some error in the ninth-level heavenly Yang Yuan I identified yesterday...
Liu Ruomei looked at his left hand intently. Seeing that the original purple mark turned white at this moment, she suddenly stood up in disbelief, and the hall was suddenly in an uproar.
How is this possible? Since the establishment of Xuanyu Sect, there has never been any error in identifying Yin and Yang Yuan.
But the facts are right in front of you, and what explanation should you consider?
Indeed, yesterday it was obviously purple hook moon, but today it turned white, which is really strange.
Without waiting for these old men to talk, Liu Ruomei used his light skills, jumped over the pool, fell to Mo Qianyuan, grabbed his wrist roughly, and carefully observed the white moon-grossing mark in his heart.
Her face became more and more ugly, her eyes widened, her breathing was rapid, and her half-naked, plump and tender breasts were fluctuating.
Mo Qianyuan's wrist was gradually hurt by her pinching it, but he didn't dare to hum, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
After a while, Liu Ruomei shook his wrist and snorted coldly. Yun Xiu waved his back, turned his back slowly towards his seat, and said calmly: What do you think you should deal with this matter.
Although Liu Ruomei didn't say anything on the surface, the old men immediately understood her intentions and said:
Mo Qianyuan dared to deceive the sect leader, but how could a mere second-level lower-level Yang Yuan be worthy of Liu Shengxiang's sixth-level Yin Yuan? He should have a relationship with him.
Mo Qianyuan not only deceived the sect leader, but also deceived the entire clan, and should expel him from the sect.
Yes, expel him from the sect.
Liu Ruomei raised her hand and everyone did not dare to speak anymore. She said indifferently: You can’t blame you for your mistakes in Yang Yuan. This sect leader decided not to expel you from the sect, but from now on, you will have no objection to Liu Shengxiang, right?
Mo Qianyuan bowed his hand to thank him. He had long been accustomed to such sarcastic faces from outsiders. Although he felt uncomfortable, it was no wonder that Yang Yuan was taken away.
But he didn't want to leave the sect yet. After all, Xuanyu Sect was the place where he gave birth to him and raised him, and there were his relatives and friends here.
Liu Ruomei said to everyone again: Go and let the four elders retreat, Xuanyu Sect no longer prohibits entry and exit.
Seeing that he had nothing to do, Mo Qianyuan turned around and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, Liu Ruomei said again: Have you forgotten anything?
Mo Qianyuan stopped and had already guessed that Liu Ruomei would ask him to get the secret of the mental method. Last night, he had memorized the mental method thoroughly, so he took it out and handed it to the disciple beside him.
An old man said slowly: Don’t blame the sect leader. This innate Peiran Art is too wasteful for people of the second-level lower-level Yangyuan. Yesterday, there were several fifth-level disciples with good qualifications. Only by giving them can they be used in practice. There are still many mental methods in the clan’s Sutra Pavilion, you can go and have a look.
Mo Qianyuan did not argue or argue, and forced himself to humiliation and bowed with a smile. The disciple understood that if there was nothing else, the disciple would go down.
Liu Ruomei said coldly: Let's go.
Mo Qianyuan returned home and began to practice his internal skills alone. In just one hour, Fang Haoran and Yang Jiu rushed into his house one after another. It seemed that everyone in the entire clan knew about this.
Fang Haoran patted his shoulder and said: The second level is the second level. At least he can still enter the path of immortal cultivation. Others look down on you, but Fang Haoran still treats you as his brother.
Mo Qianyuan smiled bitterly. He didn't think it was a big deal, but he was more anxious than himself, so he replied:
I'm fine, you and Yu Lingfang need to practice dual cultivation. Let's go back first, don't let her wait in a hurry.
Fang Haoran said: Anyway, I am the fifth-level pure Yangyuan. If she doesn’t practice dual cultivation with me, there will naturally be a lot of women who practice dual cultivation with me. But what should you do? Without Liu Shengxiang, you have to find someone again.
Mo Qianyuan replied: It’s okay, I can practice alone.
But one person does not come quickly when practicing spiritual power.
I also know this, but after yesterday's Yin-Yang Yuan identification, the new disciples of the sect should have dual Taoist companions. I am only a second-level Yang Yuan, and there are very few who are willing to become Taoist companions with me.
Well, you're right.
Fang Haoran touched his chin and thought hard, suddenly his eyebrows smiled and clapped his palms heavily. Yes, isn’t your Aunt Xiao a middle-grade Yin Yuan? What if you might as well practice dual cultivation with her?
Hearing this, Mo Qianyuan shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, how can this be done? She is Uncle Yang Jiu's wife, and she is my adoptive mother."
Fang Haoran made a statement: Why can't it work? She has been in the early stage of foundation building for many years and has not continued to practice. Uncle Yang Jiu will definitely not mind. If you are embarrassed to talk, I will tell you for your help.
Mo Qianyuan quickly grabbed Fang Haoran's arm and said anxiously: Don't do anything randomly, otherwise you will have nothing to do.
Seeing this, Fang Haoran had to give up and sighed, "Oh!"You are so thin-skinned. Forget it, I'll look for another girl for you.
OK, OK, go find me quickly, I still need to practice myself.
Fang Haoran was half-pushed out of the house by Mo Qianyuan and left a message: Don't worry, I will help you pay attention. Also, if you are bullied, I will not forgive him if you report Fang Haoran's name.
Mo Qianyuan closed the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten days later, the Immortal Cultivation School of Baigu, in the valley of Pixin, the sun broke through the clouds and shot out the rays of rays of rays. Gu Qingxian was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, her beautiful figure reflected in the bright sun, and the green aura emitted by her body gradually turned red.
Mo Duoduo was in the dark ancient tower at this moment. He looked at the vast stars formed by the fireflies in the air, touched his long white beard and smiled: Well, not bad, not bad, Gu Qingxian finally entered the realm of refining the Void.
Suddenly, he stared at a white firefly with concentration and said in wonder: Hey!Why does this kid have a low-level Yang Yuan? It is logical that he cannot cultivate immortality.
Mo Duoduo was frowning and couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
Now Gu Qingxian has successfully broken through to the realm of refining Void, and has a few chances of winning against Lengloushan in the middle of refining Void. The important thing is to find a way to regain the power of the Baigu Immortal Cultivation Sect.
In the past ten days, Liu Shengxiang has never come to find Mo Qianyuan again. Mo Qianyuan has been devoted to practicing internal skills and mental methods, and has not even taken a step forward in the gate. Until he feels that his spiritual power cannot be improved no matter how hard he practices, he asks Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu said: Your spiritual power has reached the bottleneck of the early stage of Qi refining. I never thought that the second-level lower-level Yang Yuan could practice so quickly. I thought it took me three months to fully cultivate the spiritual power of the early stage of Qi refining.
Mo Qianyuan said in surprise: Then shouldn’t I practice external skills?
Yang Jiu replied: Yes, it’s time to go to the sect’s Sutra Library.
After saying that, Yang Jiu went back to the house, rummaged through the cabinet, took out a long sword and handed it to Mo Qianyuan. The sword was called Fengying Sword. It was used by your father back then. The injected spiritual power into the sword energy and wind blade. Although the power is not strong, it can still be used.
Mo Qianyuan took the long sword, touched his father's belongings, and treated it as a treasure, and could no longer leave his hands. After thanking Yang Jiu, he went to the Sutra Pavilion alone.
The Sutra Gallery of Xuanyu Sect is divided into three levels. The first layer is the secret book for the early stage of Qi refining, the second layer is the mid stage of Qi refining, the third layer is the late stage of Qi refining, and there is also a space gate on the third layer. There is a monster guarding it in the space gate. If you can defeat the monster, you can go in and practice higher-level martial arts secrets.
Each disciple has to choose one secret book within one month, and the term of ownership is only one month.
Mo Qianyuan was choosing from the sword score on the first floor. Since his father Mo Ankong used sword techniques and had a long sword in his hand, he wanted to learn to practice swords, but these sword scores felt ordinary. It was no wonder that some good skills could be found on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, which were left over by some people, and some powerful people would not come to the Sutra Pavilion at all. They would rather spend some spirit stones to buy high-level rare martial arts secrets.
I really couldn't find any good skills, and Mo Qianyuan stayed there for a whole morning.
At this time, I saw a familiar figure, wearing a light green soft gauze dress, wearing a long cloud tube high heel boots, a black hair that is as beautiful as a waist, and a delicate figure. It was Fang Haoran's Taoist partner Yu Lingfang, but there was a man next to her, and the two seemed to be a little ambiguous.
Hu Yanqian, who is in his twenties, is average in his body, has slightly thick muscles, and the fifth-level pure Yang Yuan is already in the late stage of Qi refining.
The two were standing on the corner of the wall, and I didn't know what to say. Mo Qianyuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business. After all, she and Fang Haoran were just dual-cultural partners, and it was their business to talk about love.
Mo Qianyuan was distracted for a moment and touched a book in his hand. When he looked closely, he found that it was a red sword score. Tiansha Sword. He picked up the sword score and found that the cover of the sword score was gorgeous and thick, with a strange pattern of ferocious beasts. When he opened it, he only had one page. The sword scores he had read before had at least ten moves. Could it be that this was a broken book?
But for some reason, Mo Qianyuan was no longer willing to let go of this sword score. Although the moves seemed simple and only a few words, the mystery was profound and difficult to figure out, so he put away the sword score and took it home to study it.
Ten days passed again in a flash. Ri Yangjiu accompanied Mo Qianyuan to practice sword skills in the yard. Yangjiu sent an eight-foot iron stick, and Mo Qianyuan's Fengying Sword was in his hand.
Mo Qianyuan injected spiritual power into the sword body, jumped, the sword blade broke through the air and stabbed, and three half-foot vortex wind blades flew out, and the sun was neatly floating away.
Yang Jiu was calm and waited for Feng Blade to approach him by one meter, lifted the stick and tapped it three times in a row, and Feng Blade dissolved it, saying:
It has been able to transform into three wind blades, which is good for the early stage of Qi refining, but it is too regular and needs to break the rules and attack the opponent in a tricky direction.
Then try my Tiansha Slash again!
Mo Qianyuan kicked his heels hard, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the man had already rushed away, using the sword as a knife, slashing Xiangyang Jiu fiercely.
The swords were heard croaking, and with a bang, Mo Qianyuan was shocked one foot away, and the sword fell to the ground with his hands. A ferocious beast above the sky flashed away, but no one noticed it.
Yang Jiu's palm holding the stick was slightly numb. Your fierce and domineering move, if you exchange a good knife another day, you may be able to exert its true power, but you must face the enemy in close proximity, and you will have many flaws, which is too ordinary.
Mo Qianyuan was a little disappointed when he heard this. He had been practicing this move day and night for ten days, and his hands holding the sword were grinding out of calluses.
Suddenly, a red tassel gun shot from the air. The tip of the gun broke through the ground and steadily penetrated half a foot of the ground. A white shadow turned over from outside the yard. The figure floated down, stepped on the end of the gun bar, held it in front of the chest with both hands, and stood in the air.
The visitor asked: How, is this young master handsome in the scene?
Mo Qianyuan smiled and said: Fang Haoran, are you accustomed to shooting skills?
Fang Haoran jumped off the gun body, then raised his toes, and the gun rod rotated several times, landing in his hands casually. The gun body was blood red all over, and the sharpness seemed to be the sharp horn of a monster. He replied: Yes, this gun is called Xue Zhe. The tip of the gun is made of the head of the third-level monster, which is extremely sharp and invincible.
Oh, is that right? It happened that my hands were itchy, otherwise why would we practice for a few rounds?
What else should I do? Today, the clan has opened the low-level magical realm of demon beasts. We, the new cultivators, can try our skills. Didn’t anyone notify you?
No Ah.
The first few people have rewards, and it is estimated that this will start soon, so why don’t we leave quickly?
Mo Qianyuan followed Fang Haoran to the back mountain of the clan, and saw the four elders all present, but the sect leader Liu Ruomei was not seen.
The four elders are Elder Li, Elder Fei, Elder Wang and Elder Jing.
There are dozens of disciples, but these disciples are at least third-level middle-grade Yang Yuan.
Liu Shengxiang was there, and she saw Mo Qianyuan from afar, quickly came up and called out softly: Brother Qianyuan, you haven't seen him for many days, you are fine.
Mo Qianyuan glanced at everyone and replied: Fortunately, why haven’t I seen you for many days?
Liu Shengxiang replied: My mother doesn’t allow me to go out. She has been holding it at home all the time, and she is so bored.
Elder Wang said: You kid is here, just a second-level lower-grade Yang Yuan, go quickly, go quickly.
Liu Shengxiang frowned and said: Why can’t the second-level Yang Yuan participate?
Elder Wang replied: It’s not that I can’t, I’m just afraid that he will die in the illusion. After all, he is just a second-level Yang Yuan. He is worried that he lacks spiritual power. It is safest to come to this illusion after two or three months of practice.
Among the disciples, there is a handsome and slim young man. His whole left arm is wrapped in purple and golden armor gastric gloves. He smiled and said: Why are you here to join in the fun? Why don’t you go home and have a breastfeeding obediently?
Jing Jun, Yang Yuan Jingchun, his father is Elder Jing, one of the four elders of the clan.
The disciples followed him and burst into laughter. Fang Haoran raised the spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the gun at Jing Jun and scolded him angrily:
What's your thing? You have the ability to come out and fight me one-on-one, and I won't beat you down.
Jing Jun took a step forward, his arms clenched into a fist, and a trace of lightning flowed through his arms. Why don’t you dare to go to the stage of life and death to fight to the death.
cough!cough!Elder Wang coughed a few times, interrupting them and said: The sect should be united and make great efforts to make such a small matter. How much hatred do you have?
Another gentle Elder Li said: Although you are young and frivolous, you are too reckless. Let's put away your weapons and retreat.
Elder Li turned to Mo Qianyuan and said: Mo Qianyuan, listen to the old woman's advice and go home to practice for another month.
But if you insist on entering this illusion, we elders will not stop you, but we will not be responsible for anything.
When Mo Qianyuan heard that his spiritual power had reached a bottleneck ten days ago, and they could enter, why can't they? He replied: I want to go in, and I will bear the consequences if something happens.
Well, all elders will start casting spells.
Elder Li took out a talisman from his arms, and then the four elders injected spiritual power together. A mirror of an illusory vision appeared out of thin air, and everyone could see the scenery in it with their naked eyes.
Elder Li said: This low-level illusion space can only last for two hours. It is a first-level monster, black snake and monkey. There is no much danger. After two hours, you will be automatically teleported here, so there is no need to worry too much.Also, you need to seize the tail of the black snake monkey and win the top four with the most. You can choose a high-level body skills secret book from the old woman.Okay, go in!
All the disciples obeyed the orders and fled into the illusory space. When all the disciples left, Elder Wang said with a smile:
The first four must be Liu Shengxiang, Fang Haoran, Yu Lingfang and Jing Jun. The sect leader wanted to give them four high-level body skills secrets, but he was afraid that other disciples would complain, so he opened this illusory alien world, just to go through a formality.
Body skills and internal skills are divided into low, medium, high and third levels.
In general, the entire Qi Refining Strategy and internal strength only requires one cultivation.
External skills are not about grade, but only about moves, and you can practice them more, but only when you reach the corresponding state can you practice the corresponding external skills.
For example, in the early stage of Qi refining, you can only practice the moves in the early stage of Qi refining, but you cannot learn the moves in the middle and late stages of Qi refining.
After Mo Qianyuan fled into a foreign land, he found himself alone in a dense jungle, with big trees covering the sky and unable to see the scene in the distance.
After walking a few steps, Mo Qianyuan immediately became alert when he heard the hissing sound of snakes. Seeing that there was nothing strange around him, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from above his head. He hurriedly took a few steps back. A pink monkey more than half a human tall fell from the sky and landed steadily at the place where he had just stood. The fallen leaves were shaken by its body and rippled out. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have died.
The black snake monkey ran forward without waiting for Mo Qianyuan to react, and rushed forward immediately with her teeth and claws.
Mo Qianyuan injected spiritual power into the sword body, stabbed three vortex wind blades in a row, and flew neatly into a line toward the black snake monkey.
The black snake monkey was agile and could dodge the attacking wind blade casually. She raised her thick arm and slapped her palm. Mo Qianyuan held the sword and blocked her chest, but the person was shaken away several feet away.
The black snake monkey was not in a hurry to attack, patted her chest and cracked her big mouth, as if she was mocking Mo Qianyuan.
Mo Qianyuan didn’t expect that he would end up in such a mess in the first actual battle. Could it be that he was really not strong enough to escape?
But the other party is just a first-level black snake monkey and cannot get rid of his own. He has not yet learned his body skills, and he cannot escape even if he wants to escape. He must deal with it calmly.
The black snake monkey ran towards him again. This time Mo Qianyuan did not make a hasty move, but stared at the running figure of the black snake monkey. When he was only ten feet away, the sword was flying out of the wind blade. This time, the three wind blades all hit the black snake monkey's chest, shaking it several feet away.
Mo Qianyuan saw that the black snake monkey fell to the ground and did not move. He walked forward in surprise. Just as he was holding the sword to cut its long black tail, a ferocious snake head suddenly cracked at the end of the tail, and suddenly bit his calf. He screamed in pain. In a panic, he waved the sword to cut off the snake head, and then added a sword to the black snake monkey's body. Then he lifted up his trouser legs and saw two deep tooth marks on the calf, and blood flowed out from both sides. Fortunately, the black snake monkey was not poisonous, otherwise he would have been trapped in the hands of this level of monster today, so that people would know that they would laugh off their teeth.
Mo Qianyuan simply treated the wound, tied the snake monkey's long tail to his waist, and continued to search for the traces of the black snake monkey.
Half an hour passed and three snakes and monkeys were captured. However, Mo Qianyuan's ability to deal with the challenge became more and more skillful. Suddenly, he shouted "Help" from afar.
Mo Qianyuan rushed over with a sound, and saw a female disciple surrounded by three black snake monkeys. The female disciple was covered with wounds and was eager to save people. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and used a Tiansha Slash. A black snake monkey was instantly cut off by him.
When the other two black snake monkeys saw their companions' death, they immediately gave up attacking the female disciple and attacked Mo Qianyuan from left to right. He held the sword and blocked it, but he still punched his body and flew heavily onto the thick tree trunk.
Mo Qianyuan reluctantly shouted: Take a move quickly, each of us will be easily solved.
Hearing this, the female disciple stabbed a sword in the back of a black snake monkey, but this sword had no power at all. Perhaps she was injured, but it also helped him divert the black snake monkey's sight. Mo Qianyuan took the opportunity to stab out three wind blades and killed another black snake monkey.
The female disciple exclaimed and was knocked out by a punch, leaving only the black snake monkey with his back facing Mo Qianyuan. Naturally, he was easily killed by another Tiansha Slash.
Mo Qianyuan went to check on the female disciple who fell to the ground and asked: Are you okay?
Unexpectedly, the female disciple suddenly stabbed him with a sword. Mo Qianyuan had been using this trick by the black snake monkey before, so he was particularly alert to his feet. After agile dodge, he opened several feet away from her.
Seeing that the female disciple had not succeeded in the sneak attack, she ran away.
Mo Qianyuan shook his head. Are you worried that he would steal her snake monkey's long tail? At this moment, Mo Qianyuan captured three snake monkey's long tails.
Two hours later, all the disciples teleported back from the illusion, and many of the disciples were seriously injured. Several elders asked them to use their own skills to heal their wounds and began to count the long tails of the snake monkeys that the disciples had captured.
Liu Shengxiang seized fifteen long tails of snakes and monkeys!
Yu Lingfang won thirteen!
Fang Haoran won twelve items!
Jing Jun won eleven!
The four elders hurriedly examined the others, and glanced at almost no more than five snakes and monkeys with long tails. Elder Li said: Then the top four are
Wait a moment!Mo Qianyuan walked out of an inconspicuous corner, with snakes and monkeys hanging around his waist.
Mo Qianyuan replied: Come in.
Liu Shengxiang entered the door and saw Mo Qianyuan sitting cross-legged on the bed. She was delighted. Without saying a word, she took off her embroidered shoes and wanted to go to bed.
Mo Qianyuan said with a serious expression: Let me tell you something first.
Liu Shengxiang noticed that he was worried, so she sat on the edge of the bed and asked: What's the matter? You said.
Mo Qianyuan doesn’t want to hide the matter of Yang Yuan, I only have the second-level lower-grade Yang Yuan.
When Liu Shengxiang saw Mo Qianyuan's outstretched palm, it was indeed a white magma pattern. She stopped for a moment and couldn't help but frown and said in surprise: Hey!Yesterday was clearly still a purple mark, what's going on?
Mo Qianyuan didn't want to tell the specific reason for his disappearance. If he said it, it would only become a laughing stock among others. I don't know, maybe it was a mistake in the appraisal stone.
Liu Shengxiang didn't want to delve into it, and she couldn't find out the reason. Even if her mother Liu Ruomei came, she wouldn't know the reason.
She didn't dislike Mo Qianyuan at all and replied: It's okay, just lower the price. Xiang'er can keep the secret for Brother Qianyuan.
She took out a silk squid from her cuff, wrapped it in Mo Qianyuan's palm, and said naively: Who can know what level of Brother Qianyuan is? Hehe.
However, a casual act made Mo Qianyuan feel relieved. He hugged Liu Shengxiang's shoulders for a moment and hugged her into his arms.
Liu Shengxiang's face was blushing and her lips were pursed. The two had never done such an intimate move before. They smelled the male scent of men at close range, and their hearts were rippling.
Mo Qianyuan didn't have any thoughts of being a child. He was simply moved. He let go of her and asked:
I am only a second-level lower-level Yang Yuan now. If you practice dual cultivation, you won’t have much effect on your sixth-level Yin Yuan. It’s better to practice dual cultivation with others.
Liu Shengxiang shook her head, No, no, Xiang'er just wants to practice dual cultivation with Brother Qianyuan.
Mo Qianyuan knew that he could not convince Liu Shengxiang, so he agreed to practice dual cultivation with her. However, the sect leader Liu Ruomei would know sooner or later, so he decided to tell her after the dual cultivation was completed. After all, the entire Xuanyu Sect also prohibited everyone from entering and leaving the sect for him. If he concealed this matter, it would be harmful to others and himself.
At noon, Liu Shengxiang returned home, and after lunch, Mo Qianyuan went to the clan hall.
The main hall of the Xuanyu Sect is not magnificent, but it is magnificent and domineering. The roof has a half-acre square skylight, with silver wires densely covered in the windows. Under the skylight is a four-sided pool. The water in the pool is like a mirror, and four eye-catching jade pillars stand at the four corners of the pool. The jade pillars are exquisitely carved, namely the Qinglong, the White Tiger, the Vermillion Bird, the Xuanwu, and the four great divine beasts. It is said that this is the Four Divine Array of the Xuanyu Sect.
Liu Ruomei, wearing a black long skirt of cloud and crane mist, sat in the front of the hall, and many clans were sitting on both sides. At this time, everyone was talking, all discussing Mo Qianyuan's affairs.
An old woman, nearly a hundred years old, said in a low and hoarse voice: Let's expel him from the sect, our Xuanyu Sect can't protect him.
Several other old men echoed: Yes, yes, when the people from the four major sects come, my Xuanyu Sect will be destroyed. How can I protect him? There are only a few powerful people in the clan who are in the Dan stage, and only the sect leader is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. They can only destroy the entire sect if they come to protect them.
That is, we cannot protect this heavenly Yangyuan, and we dare not hope that he can create a future for Xuanyu Sect. We are just a small sect with nearly a hundred people, not seeking strength, but just seeking self-protection.
Liu Ruomei had no expression on her face, said nothing, her beautiful eyes were half open and half closed, her elbows were placed on the handrail and her head was supported, her two beautiful legs were sitting cross-over, looking lazy, and she heard these old men complaining.
Although they are the sect leader, they cannot drive them away. After all, many secular trivial matters in the clan need to rely on them.
At this time, a disciple came into the hall and bowed and said: Sect Master, Mo Qianyuan is looking for a meeting.
When Liu Ruomei heard this, he finally got excited and said seriously: Let him come in.
When Mo Qianyuan entered the main hall, everyone was still talking in a low voice. Liu Ruomei's face darkened and her eyebrows frowned. The hall immediately became quiet.
Although these old people are highly respected, Liu Ruomei is the leader of the sect after all, and has always acted decisively. If he takes power, he will not leave them with mercy.
Mo Qianyuan bowed and gave a bow and met the sect leader.
Liu Ruomei asked coldly: What's the matter?
Mo Qianyuan glanced at everyone, slowly raised his left hand and said: There was some error in the ninth-level heavenly Yang Yuan I identified yesterday...
Liu Ruomei looked at his left hand intently. Seeing that the original purple mark turned white at this moment, she suddenly stood up in disbelief, and the hall was suddenly in an uproar.
How is this possible? Since the establishment of Xuanyu Sect, there has never been any error in identifying Yin and Yang Yuan.
But the facts are right in front of you, and what explanation should you consider?
Indeed, yesterday it was obviously purple hook moon, but today it turned white, which is really strange.
Without waiting for these old men to talk, Liu Ruomei used his light skills, jumped over the pool, fell to Mo Qianyuan, grabbed his wrist roughly, and carefully observed the white moon-grossing mark in his heart.
Her face became more and more ugly, her eyes widened, her breathing was rapid, and her half-naked, plump and tender breasts were fluctuating.
Mo Qianyuan's wrist was gradually hurt by her pinching it, but he didn't dare to hum, so he could only grit his teeth and persevere.
After a while, Liu Ruomei shook his wrist and snorted coldly. Yun Xiu waved his back, turned his back slowly towards his seat, and said calmly: What do you think you should deal with this matter.
Although Liu Ruomei didn't say anything on the surface, the old men immediately understood her intentions and said:
Mo Qianyuan dared to deceive the sect leader, but how could a mere second-level lower-level Yang Yuan be worthy of Liu Shengxiang's sixth-level Yin Yuan? He should have a relationship with him.
Mo Qianyuan not only deceived the sect leader, but also deceived the entire clan, and should expel him from the sect.
Yes, expel him from the sect.
Liu Ruomei raised her hand and everyone did not dare to speak anymore. She said indifferently: You can’t blame you for your mistakes in Yang Yuan. This sect leader decided not to expel you from the sect, but from now on, you will have no objection to Liu Shengxiang, right?
Mo Qianyuan bowed his hand to thank him. He had long been accustomed to such sarcastic faces from outsiders. Although he felt uncomfortable, it was no wonder that Yang Yuan was taken away.
But he didn't want to leave the sect yet. After all, Xuanyu Sect was the place where he gave birth to him and raised him, and there were his relatives and friends here.
Liu Ruomei said to everyone again: Go and let the four elders retreat, Xuanyu Sect no longer prohibits entry and exit.
Seeing that he had nothing to do, Mo Qianyuan turned around and wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, Liu Ruomei said again: Have you forgotten anything?
Mo Qianyuan stopped and had already guessed that Liu Ruomei would ask him to get the secret of the mental method. Last night, he had memorized the mental method thoroughly, so he took it out and handed it to the disciple beside him.
An old man said slowly: Don’t blame the sect leader. This innate Peiran Art is too wasteful for people of the second-level lower-level Yangyuan. Yesterday, there were several fifth-level disciples with good qualifications. Only by giving them can they be used in practice. There are still many mental methods in the clan’s Sutra Pavilion, you can go and have a look.
Mo Qianyuan did not argue or argue, and forced himself to humiliation and bowed with a smile. The disciple understood that if there was nothing else, the disciple would go down.
Liu Ruomei said coldly: Let's go.
Mo Qianyuan returned home and began to practice his internal skills alone. In just one hour, Fang Haoran and Yang Jiu rushed into his house one after another. It seemed that everyone in the entire clan knew about this.
Fang Haoran patted his shoulder and said: The second level is the second level. At least he can still enter the path of immortal cultivation. Others look down on you, but Fang Haoran still treats you as his brother.
Mo Qianyuan smiled bitterly. He didn't think it was a big deal, but he was more anxious than himself, so he replied:
I'm fine, you and Yu Lingfang need to practice dual cultivation. Let's go back first, don't let her wait in a hurry.
Fang Haoran said: Anyway, I am the fifth-level pure Yangyuan. If she doesn’t practice dual cultivation with me, there will naturally be a lot of women who practice dual cultivation with me. But what should you do? Without Liu Shengxiang, you have to find someone again.
Mo Qianyuan replied: It’s okay, I can practice alone.
But one person does not come quickly when practicing spiritual power.
I also know this, but after yesterday's Yin-Yang Yuan identification, the new disciples of the sect should have dual Taoist companions. I am only a second-level Yang Yuan, and there are very few who are willing to become Taoist companions with me.
Well, you're right.
Fang Haoran touched his chin and thought hard, suddenly his eyebrows smiled and clapped his palms heavily. Yes, isn’t your Aunt Xiao a middle-grade Yin Yuan? What if you might as well practice dual cultivation with her?
Hearing this, Mo Qianyuan shook his head and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, how can this be done? She is Uncle Yang Jiu's wife, and she is my adoptive mother."
Fang Haoran made a statement: Why can't it work? She has been in the early stage of foundation building for many years and has not continued to practice. Uncle Yang Jiu will definitely not mind. If you are embarrassed to talk, I will tell you for your help.
Mo Qianyuan quickly grabbed Fang Haoran's arm and said anxiously: Don't do anything randomly, otherwise you will have nothing to do.
Seeing this, Fang Haoran had to give up and sighed, "Oh!"You are so thin-skinned. Forget it, I'll look for another girl for you.
OK, OK, go find me quickly, I still need to practice myself.
Fang Haoran was half-pushed out of the house by Mo Qianyuan and left a message: Don't worry, I will help you pay attention. Also, if you are bullied, I will not forgive him if you report Fang Haoran's name.
Mo Qianyuan closed the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ten days later, the Immortal Cultivation School of Baigu, in the valley of Pixin, the sun broke through the clouds and shot out the rays of rays of rays. Gu Qingxian was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, her beautiful figure reflected in the bright sun, and the green aura emitted by her body gradually turned red.
Mo Duoduo was in the dark ancient tower at this moment. He looked at the vast stars formed by the fireflies in the air, touched his long white beard and smiled: Well, not bad, not bad, Gu Qingxian finally entered the realm of refining the Void.
Suddenly, he stared at a white firefly with concentration and said in wonder: Hey!Why does this kid have a low-level Yang Yuan? It is logical that he cannot cultivate immortality.
Mo Duoduo was frowning and couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
Now Gu Qingxian has successfully broken through to the realm of refining Void, and has a few chances of winning against Lengloushan in the middle of refining Void. The important thing is to find a way to regain the power of the Baigu Immortal Cultivation Sect.
In the past ten days, Liu Shengxiang has never come to find Mo Qianyuan again. Mo Qianyuan has been devoted to practicing internal skills and mental methods, and has not even taken a step forward in the gate. Until he feels that his spiritual power cannot be improved no matter how hard he practices, he asks Yang Jiu.
Yang Jiu said: Your spiritual power has reached the bottleneck of the early stage of Qi refining. I never thought that the second-level lower-level Yang Yuan could practice so quickly. I thought it took me three months to fully cultivate the spiritual power of the early stage of Qi refining.
Mo Qianyuan said in surprise: Then shouldn’t I practice external skills?
Yang Jiu replied: Yes, it’s time to go to the sect’s Sutra Library.
After saying that, Yang Jiu went back to the house, rummaged through the cabinet, took out a long sword and handed it to Mo Qianyuan. The sword was called Fengying Sword. It was used by your father back then. The injected spiritual power into the sword energy and wind blade. Although the power is not strong, it can still be used.
Mo Qianyuan took the long sword, touched his father's belongings, and treated it as a treasure, and could no longer leave his hands. After thanking Yang Jiu, he went to the Sutra Pavilion alone.
The Sutra Gallery of Xuanyu Sect is divided into three levels. The first layer is the secret book for the early stage of Qi refining, the second layer is the mid stage of Qi refining, the third layer is the late stage of Qi refining, and there is also a space gate on the third layer. There is a monster guarding it in the space gate. If you can defeat the monster, you can go in and practice higher-level martial arts secrets.
Each disciple has to choose one secret book within one month, and the term of ownership is only one month.
Mo Qianyuan was choosing from the sword score on the first floor. Since his father Mo Ankong used sword techniques and had a long sword in his hand, he wanted to learn to practice swords, but these sword scores felt ordinary. It was no wonder that some good skills could be found on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, which were left over by some people, and some powerful people would not come to the Sutra Pavilion at all. They would rather spend some spirit stones to buy high-level rare martial arts secrets.
I really couldn't find any good skills, and Mo Qianyuan stayed there for a whole morning.
At this time, I saw a familiar figure, wearing a light green soft gauze dress, wearing a long cloud tube high heel boots, a black hair that is as beautiful as a waist, and a delicate figure. It was Fang Haoran's Taoist partner Yu Lingfang, but there was a man next to her, and the two seemed to be a little ambiguous.
Hu Yanqian, who is in his twenties, is average in his body, has slightly thick muscles, and the fifth-level pure Yang Yuan is already in the late stage of Qi refining.
The two were standing on the corner of the wall, and I didn't know what to say. Mo Qianyuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business. After all, she and Fang Haoran were just dual-cultural partners, and it was their business to talk about love.
Mo Qianyuan was distracted for a moment and touched a book in his hand. When he looked closely, he found that it was a red sword score. Tiansha Sword. He picked up the sword score and found that the cover of the sword score was gorgeous and thick, with a strange pattern of ferocious beasts. When he opened it, he only had one page. The sword scores he had read before had at least ten moves. Could it be that this was a broken book?
But for some reason, Mo Qianyuan was no longer willing to let go of this sword score. Although the moves seemed simple and only a few words, the mystery was profound and difficult to figure out, so he put away the sword score and took it home to study it.
Ten days passed again in a flash. Ri Yangjiu accompanied Mo Qianyuan to practice sword skills in the yard. Yangjiu sent an eight-foot iron stick, and Mo Qianyuan's Fengying Sword was in his hand.
Mo Qianyuan injected spiritual power into the sword body, jumped, the sword blade broke through the air and stabbed, and three half-foot vortex wind blades flew out, and the sun was neatly floating away.
Yang Jiu was calm and waited for Feng Blade to approach him by one meter, lifted the stick and tapped it three times in a row, and Feng Blade dissolved it, saying:
It has been able to transform into three wind blades, which is good for the early stage of Qi refining, but it is too regular and needs to break the rules and attack the opponent in a tricky direction.
Then try my Tiansha Slash again!
Mo Qianyuan kicked his heels hard, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the man had already rushed away, using the sword as a knife, slashing Xiangyang Jiu fiercely.
The swords were heard croaking, and with a bang, Mo Qianyuan was shocked one foot away, and the sword fell to the ground with his hands. A ferocious beast above the sky flashed away, but no one noticed it.
Yang Jiu's palm holding the stick was slightly numb. Your fierce and domineering move, if you exchange a good knife another day, you may be able to exert its true power, but you must face the enemy in close proximity, and you will have many flaws, which is too ordinary.
Mo Qianyuan was a little disappointed when he heard this. He had been practicing this move day and night for ten days, and his hands holding the sword were grinding out of calluses.
Suddenly, a red tassel gun shot from the air. The tip of the gun broke through the ground and steadily penetrated half a foot of the ground. A white shadow turned over from outside the yard. The figure floated down, stepped on the end of the gun bar, held it in front of the chest with both hands, and stood in the air.
The visitor asked: How, is this young master handsome in the scene?
Mo Qianyuan smiled and said: Fang Haoran, are you accustomed to shooting skills?
Fang Haoran jumped off the gun body, then raised his toes, and the gun rod rotated several times, landing in his hands casually. The gun body was blood red all over, and the sharpness seemed to be the sharp horn of a monster. He replied: Yes, this gun is called Xue Zhe. The tip of the gun is made of the head of the third-level monster, which is extremely sharp and invincible.
Oh, is that right? It happened that my hands were itchy, otherwise why would we practice for a few rounds?
What else should I do? Today, the clan has opened the low-level magical realm of demon beasts. We, the new cultivators, can try our skills. Didn’t anyone notify you?
No Ah.
The first few people have rewards, and it is estimated that this will start soon, so why don’t we leave quickly?
Mo Qianyuan followed Fang Haoran to the back mountain of the clan, and saw the four elders all present, but the sect leader Liu Ruomei was not seen.
The four elders are Elder Li, Elder Fei, Elder Wang and Elder Jing.
There are dozens of disciples, but these disciples are at least third-level middle-grade Yang Yuan.
Liu Shengxiang was there, and she saw Mo Qianyuan from afar, quickly came up and called out softly: Brother Qianyuan, you haven't seen him for many days, you are fine.
Mo Qianyuan glanced at everyone and replied: Fortunately, why haven’t I seen you for many days?
Liu Shengxiang replied: My mother doesn’t allow me to go out. She has been holding it at home all the time, and she is so bored.
Elder Wang said: You kid is here, just a second-level lower-grade Yang Yuan, go quickly, go quickly.
Liu Shengxiang frowned and said: Why can’t the second-level Yang Yuan participate?
Elder Wang replied: It’s not that I can’t, I’m just afraid that he will die in the illusion. After all, he is just a second-level Yang Yuan. He is worried that he lacks spiritual power. It is safest to come to this illusion after two or three months of practice.
Among the disciples, there is a handsome and slim young man. His whole left arm is wrapped in purple and golden armor gastric gloves. He smiled and said: Why are you here to join in the fun? Why don’t you go home and have a breastfeeding obediently?
Jing Jun, Yang Yuan Jingchun, his father is Elder Jing, one of the four elders of the clan.
The disciples followed him and burst into laughter. Fang Haoran raised the spear in his hand, pointed the tip of the gun at Jing Jun and scolded him angrily:
What's your thing? You have the ability to come out and fight me one-on-one, and I won't beat you down.
Jing Jun took a step forward, his arms clenched into a fist, and a trace of lightning flowed through his arms. Why don’t you dare to go to the stage of life and death to fight to the death.
cough!cough!Elder Wang coughed a few times, interrupting them and said: The sect should be united and make great efforts to make such a small matter. How much hatred do you have?
Another gentle Elder Li said: Although you are young and frivolous, you are too reckless. Let's put away your weapons and retreat.
Elder Li turned to Mo Qianyuan and said: Mo Qianyuan, listen to the old woman's advice and go home to practice for another month.
But if you insist on entering this illusion, we elders will not stop you, but we will not be responsible for anything.
When Mo Qianyuan heard that his spiritual power had reached a bottleneck ten days ago, and they could enter, why can't they? He replied: I want to go in, and I will bear the consequences if something happens.
Well, all elders will start casting spells.
Elder Li took out a talisman from his arms, and then the four elders injected spiritual power together. A mirror of an illusory vision appeared out of thin air, and everyone could see the scenery in it with their naked eyes.
Elder Li said: This low-level illusion space can only last for two hours. It is a first-level monster, black snake and monkey. There is no much danger. After two hours, you will be automatically teleported here, so there is no need to worry too much.Also, you need to seize the tail of the black snake monkey and win the top four with the most. You can choose a high-level body skills secret book from the old woman.Okay, go in!
All the disciples obeyed the orders and fled into the illusory space. When all the disciples left, Elder Wang said with a smile:
The first four must be Liu Shengxiang, Fang Haoran, Yu Lingfang and Jing Jun. The sect leader wanted to give them four high-level body skills secrets, but he was afraid that other disciples would complain, so he opened this illusory alien world, just to go through a formality.
Body skills and internal skills are divided into low, medium, high and third levels.
In general, the entire Qi Refining Strategy and internal strength only requires one cultivation.
External skills are not about grade, but only about moves, and you can practice them more, but only when you reach the corresponding state can you practice the corresponding external skills.
For example, in the early stage of Qi refining, you can only practice the moves in the early stage of Qi refining, but you cannot learn the moves in the middle and late stages of Qi refining.
After Mo Qianyuan fled into a foreign land, he found himself alone in a dense jungle, with big trees covering the sky and unable to see the scene in the distance.
After walking a few steps, Mo Qianyuan immediately became alert when he heard the hissing sound of snakes. Seeing that there was nothing strange around him, he suddenly felt a strong wind coming from above his head. He hurriedly took a few steps back. A pink monkey more than half a human tall fell from the sky and landed steadily at the place where he had just stood. The fallen leaves were shaken by its body and rippled out. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would have died.
The black snake monkey ran forward without waiting for Mo Qianyuan to react, and rushed forward immediately with her teeth and claws.
Mo Qianyuan injected spiritual power into the sword body, stabbed three vortex wind blades in a row, and flew neatly into a line toward the black snake monkey.
The black snake monkey was agile and could dodge the attacking wind blade casually. She raised her thick arm and slapped her palm. Mo Qianyuan held the sword and blocked her chest, but the person was shaken away several feet away.
The black snake monkey was not in a hurry to attack, patted her chest and cracked her big mouth, as if she was mocking Mo Qianyuan.
Mo Qianyuan didn’t expect that he would end up in such a mess in the first actual battle. Could it be that he was really not strong enough to escape?
But the other party is just a first-level black snake monkey and cannot get rid of his own. He has not yet learned his body skills, and he cannot escape even if he wants to escape. He must deal with it calmly.
The black snake monkey ran towards him again. This time Mo Qianyuan did not make a hasty move, but stared at the running figure of the black snake monkey. When he was only ten feet away, the sword was flying out of the wind blade. This time, the three wind blades all hit the black snake monkey's chest, shaking it several feet away.
Mo Qianyuan saw that the black snake monkey fell to the ground and did not move. He walked forward in surprise. Just as he was holding the sword to cut its long black tail, a ferocious snake head suddenly cracked at the end of the tail, and suddenly bit his calf. He screamed in pain. In a panic, he waved the sword to cut off the snake head, and then added a sword to the black snake monkey's body. Then he lifted up his trouser legs and saw two deep tooth marks on the calf, and blood flowed out from both sides. Fortunately, the black snake monkey was not poisonous, otherwise he would have been trapped in the hands of this level of monster today, so that people would know that they would laugh off their teeth.
Mo Qianyuan simply treated the wound, tied the snake monkey's long tail to his waist, and continued to search for the traces of the black snake monkey.
Half an hour passed and three snakes and monkeys were captured. However, Mo Qianyuan's ability to deal with the challenge became more and more skillful. Suddenly, he shouted "Help" from afar.
Mo Qianyuan rushed over with a sound, and saw a female disciple surrounded by three black snake monkeys. The female disciple was covered with wounds and was eager to save people. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and used a Tiansha Slash. A black snake monkey was instantly cut off by him.
When the other two black snake monkeys saw their companions' death, they immediately gave up attacking the female disciple and attacked Mo Qianyuan from left to right. He held the sword and blocked it, but he still punched his body and flew heavily onto the thick tree trunk.
Mo Qianyuan reluctantly shouted: Take a move quickly, each of us will be easily solved.
Hearing this, the female disciple stabbed a sword in the back of a black snake monkey, but this sword had no power at all. Perhaps she was injured, but it also helped him divert the black snake monkey's sight. Mo Qianyuan took the opportunity to stab out three wind blades and killed another black snake monkey.
The female disciple exclaimed and was knocked out by a punch, leaving only the black snake monkey with his back facing Mo Qianyuan. Naturally, he was easily killed by another Tiansha Slash.
Mo Qianyuan went to check on the female disciple who fell to the ground and asked: Are you okay?
Unexpectedly, the female disciple suddenly stabbed him with a sword. Mo Qianyuan had been using this trick by the black snake monkey before, so he was particularly alert to his feet. After agile dodge, he opened several feet away from her.
Seeing that the female disciple had not succeeded in the sneak attack, she ran away.
Mo Qianyuan shook his head. Are you worried that he would steal her snake monkey's long tail? At this moment, Mo Qianyuan captured three snake monkey's long tails.
Two hours later, all the disciples teleported back from the illusion, and many of the disciples were seriously injured. Several elders asked them to use their own skills to heal their wounds and began to count the long tails of the snake monkeys that the disciples had captured.
Liu Shengxiang seized fifteen long tails of snakes and monkeys!
Yu Lingfang won thirteen!
Fang Haoran won twelve items!
Jing Jun won eleven!
The four elders hurriedly examined the others, and glanced at almost no more than five snakes and monkeys with long tails. Elder Li said: Then the top four are
Wait a moment!Mo Qianyuan walked out of an inconspicuous corner, with snakes and monkeys hanging around his waist.
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