After killing the four disciples of the Baisha Sect, Ao Mo did not escape. Because he knew he couldn't escape.

Since Hongya Dao people didn't want Ao Mo to leave the mountain gate to report the news, they would definitely not send only a few disciples to stop them. Ao Mo, who is well versed in human nature, knows too well the methods of the Terran monks, and I am afraid that as long as he takes a step out of the mountain gate, there will be thousands of magic circles waiting for him.

Rather than being trapped by the circle and incapacitated, it is better to take the initiative to stay at the mountain gate.

Anyway, the current Hongya Dao people don't dare to kill Ao Mo, and the Baisha Sect is the safest place.

After disposing of the corpse, Ao Mo took Ji Ling back to the Baisha Sect Mountain Gate, but this time he was no longer the Ji Mo who was bullied.

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"Master, Ji Mo's kid is back again!"

In the dark secret room, a disciple knelt down at the door to report.

"Oh, how dare he come back?"

A pair of red eyes in the deepest part of the secret room opened in vain, and the sharp red teeth gurgled, he was the old puppet who took away Ji Mo's unicorn bones: Hong Ya!

Hong Ya stroked the pair of strange bones with great interest, his eyes full of greedy desire. As long as he can completely refine this pair of Qilin bones, his cultivation will definitely be able to reach a great realm, but this process will take time.

Before he completely refines, he must not let Ji Mo stab Lou Zi. Once the Ji family under the mountain is brought to know, this matter will definitely not be good.

Therefore, you must hide it, and you must watch Ji Mo to the death before Hongya is completely refined.

"Arrange a few more miscellaneous disciples to entangle and exhaust Ji Mo to death. Don't let him have extra strength to get into trouble. ”

"Yes!"

The disciples obeyed Hong Ya's words, because the disobedient disciples were all disposed of by Hong Ya.

After finishing the order, Hongya stroked the unicorn bone again, and smiled sinisterly:

"Ji Mo, you are a waste now. I can't make any waves when I come back. ”

......

Ao Mo, who was a dragon clan before his death, really hated this firewood house, and it was hard for him to imagine how Ji Mo had lived in such a dirty, messy, and smelly room before, and there was no one to help clean it up.

Ao Mo slightly flipped through the things before Ji Mu, a few simple clothes, a few magical powers that could not be practiced, and a few inferior spirit stones.

"It's really miserable!" Ao Mo glanced at Ji Mo from the past.

Cultivators, spirit stones, elixirs, magic weapons, and exercises are all indispensable!

But Ji Mo didn't have any of these things. Even the only unicorn bone that was taken away by the master was taken away by the master, which is really tragic!

"Fortunately, Benlong is here, let me clean up this mess for you. ”

Ao Mo opened the few exercises left by Ji Mo, which were all passed on to him by Hongya Daoist when he first started. There are a total of five volumes, and it is about the internal strength of the Baisha faction: Handan Jue!

It is extremely mysterious and powerful, and it uses the cultivation of cold ice aura to condense into a cold pill, so as to improve cultivation. If you can really form a cold pill in the end, you can achieve the Huiyang realm with the help of the cold pill! (Cultivation for promotion: Wind Beginning Realm, Clear Mood Realm, Tengyun Realm, Huiyang Realm)

"This exercise is barely strong!"

Ao Mo nodded, and with his hundred years of experience, he also showed an approving gaze!

It seems that Hongya still spent some money to coax Ji Mo at the beginning, but it is a pity that after Ji Mo's unicorn bone was taken away, he could no longer practice this exquisite exercise with limited talent.

This also became the main reason for the stagnation of his cultivation in the future.

But now all these problems have been solved, because Ao Mo's dragon talent is not inferior to the talent of the unicorn bone! Especially Ao Mo, the dragon is still the most amazing genius in the history of the dragon clan, and it is not easy to practice the exercises of this Xuanmen sect.

Ao Mo smiled arrogantly, he was extremely talented in his previous life, and he had already thought of the best way to cultivate the 'Han Dan Jue'.

"Knock! knock!"

There was a banging knock at the door, interrupting Ao Mo's thoughts.

"Ji Mo, open the door, don't play dead! I know you're inside. "The monk with a loud and thick voice, a fat and fat body, and a female gender is still a mother, has found trouble with Ao Mo.

"Huh?"

"Auntie, do you have something to do with me?"

As soon as Ao Mo saw a woman, he subconsciously blurted out!

"Who is your aunt called! Ji Mo, you have itchy skin, right?"

"I'm Senior Sister Zhou, who is admired by thousands of people and pursued by thousands of people, don't you slander me if you don't get me!"

Ao Mo is also drunk, is such a fat woman who is unaware and narcissistic also a monk?

There is no lower limit to the standard of accepting apprentices in the Baisha Sect.

"Auntie, do you have anything to do with me? If not, I'll go back and wash my eyes first!" Ao Mo rubbed his eyes, not wanting to look at Senior Sister Zhou any more

"Do you think I came to you when I was idle and had nothing to do?" I must have come to you because of something!" Senior Sister Zhou sneered, "In the future, your daily work will increase to five times! You have to pick up all the shells on the four beaches in the east alone, and you must pick up forty baskets of shells a day!"

"Well, do you want to give me so many chores to give other miscellaneous disciples a holiday?" Ao Mo snorted coldly.

"Don't be unconvinced, this! It's all the meaning of the top!" Senior Sister Zhou stuck the bucket in her waist and said confidently: "Last night, Li Si, Wang Da and the four of them died in the wilderness, and no one picked up the shells will naturally be handed over to you! Don't say that we bullied you, we have added four more people's chores, and the spirit stones you receive every month will also give you four more portions!"

"But again, if you don't finish your daily chores! ”

Senior Sister Zhou smiled coldly, who asked the top to take good care of Ji Mo! Naturally, they had to take care of him doubly.

"Who's up with the idea to give me such a good job?"

Ao Mo snorted coldly, he knew that someone was starting to make things difficult for him.

"What's the matter, are you not convinced?" Senior Sister Zhou said in a strange manner, "I'm not afraid to tell you, this is the arrangement of Zhang Hu, the senior disciple of the outer sect! ”

"Okay!" Ao Mo didn't laugh angrily, but laughed recklessly, "Go back and tell Zhang Hu that I did the handyman who picked up shells! ”

"Cut, blow it, I'd like to see how you fill forty baskets of shells in a day." ”

Senior Sister Zhou twisted her fat waist and walked away.

Ao Mo is too lazy to worry about the ants, and the ants think that they can't do it, so they really can't do it?

He smiled contemptuously, don't look at other people's silence with your rat eyes, how do you know that he is not a blockbuster before he is silent?

Early the next morning, Ao Mo followed his memory to the beach on the east coast.

Baisha faction, Baisha faction, lives up to its name!

The beach under the door stretches for hundreds of miles, crystal white, and is as beautiful as a dream under the heavy waves.

Ao Mo took off his shoes, rolled up his trousers, and gently stepped into the sea after hundreds of years.

Once upon a time, such a blue sea and blue sky belonged to their dragon clan! It's a pity that today, hundreds of years later, no dragon clan will frolic in the ocean.

Although Ao Mo was sad, he did not forget his business.

"Forty baskets of shells?"

Ao Mo sneered, this kind of chores may be able to embarrass others, but embarrassing him Ao Mo is really stupid.

You know, Ao Mo is a soul dragon, and his nature is the overlord dragon clan of the sea!

"Groan!"

Exert his spiritual power, and Ao Mo looked up to the sky and roared.

In the eyes of others, Ao Mo is just a wanton roar, but to the fish, shrimp, snakes and crabs, it sounds like an irresistible holy decree.

Hundreds of years have passed, and the most authentic dragon roar finally resounded in the ocean. Although the cultivation level is so low that it can only cover this hundred miles of sea area, it makes all the creatures in the sea area excited.

"My emperor, the old slave is late!"

Among the thousands of dusty shrimp and crabs, there is finally an old turtle with considerable cultivation to speak.

"This ......" Ao Mo was a little embarrassed, "You are the only one of the cultivated krakens nearby?"

Ao Mo originally thought that even if it was a hundred miles away, there would be more than a dozen krakens cultivating.

"Back to my emperor, there are only old slaves left of the kraken within a radius of a hundred miles!" the old turtle said miserably, "Since the fall of the dragon clan, the kraken has been divided and has its own affairs. In the territory of the East China Sea, not only did not there be another demon emperor-level powerhouse, but even ordinary krakens gradually lost their cultivation and became mortal beasts, allowing them to be slaughtered. ”

Ao Mo suddenly realized that the demons under the sea have always relied on the dragon clan to grow.

The dragon clan not only commands the distribution of the territory of the demons under the sea, but also guides the cultivation direction of thousands of krakens, and it can even be said that most of the kraken's cultivation is imitated by the dragon clan. The dragon clan was extinct, and the successor kraken naturally lost its best cultivation teacher.

"I'm sorry for you, you've been struggling for hundreds of years!"

Ao Mo patted the old turtle's head, that battle with the Terran Xuanmen was indeed the arrogance of the dragon clan. led to the annihilation of the entire army, and the Kraken vein fell into decline for hundreds of years.

"My Emperor is serious, the Krakens have been looking forward to the day when the dragons return. Today, when the old slave can see our emperor, he understands that a hundred years of enduring humiliation is the right choice. With our emperor here, we Kraken will definitely rise again. ”

The old turtle was so excited that even tears flowed out.

"Alright, alright!" Ao Mo couldn't stand this embarrassing scene of emotion.

Besides, he is not a real dragon body now, but he has devoured a human body with the help of a dragon soul. There are still 108,000 miles away from truly revitalizing the kraken.

"You have been summoned today for something you have to do. ”

"Although my emperor commanded, even if it is to go up to Dao Mountain and go down to the oil pot, the old slave will not hesitate!" The old turtle was impassioned, and it seemed that he had finally waited for the day of loyalty to the dragon clan.

"Ahem, it's not that serious, I just asked you to help me pick up shells!" Ao Mo said.

"Pick up shells?" Although the old turtle was a little puzzled, since it was my emperor's order, it must have its deep meaning, "My emperor! How many shells do you need? Judging from the fish and shrimp we have gathered today, we should be able to pick up 80 million catties of shells!"

"If my emperor thinks it's not enough, the old turtle will go to the East China Sea now and inform the rest of the krakens to help. Not to mention, you can collect 8 billion catties of shells! If you notify other brothers from all over the world, you will be able to collect 10 billion catties of shells!"

Ao Mo was a little embarrassed, sure enough, he hadn't returned to the sea for too long, and he had forgotten how big our sea was.

But after all, it is a dragon lineage, and Ao Mo knows very well how to dispatch the kraken. It's definitely not okay to be so foolish.

"Remember, the number of shells is only forty baskets a day, not too much, not too little. ”

"The shell species must not be too delicate, nor too rudimentary. It must be uneven, good and bad, creating the result of ordinary human labor. ”

"Finally, remember that this matter is a secret of our emperor, and it must not be leaked, let alone hyped up. ”

Ao Mo glanced at the old turtle and a group of fish, shrimp, snakes and crabs, the majesty of the dragon clan is still as easy to use as before!

"That's it, do as you are told!"

Ao Mo finally spit out lightly, and thousands of fish and shrimp immediately dispatched, and their seriousness and persistence were many times higher than that of humans.

"My emperor, old slave, go and supervise the shrimp and crab actions, don't make a mess!"

The old turtle was about to retire, but he didn't want to be stopped by Ao Mo:

"Old turtle, don't be in a hurry. I have one more important thing for you to do!"