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Cultivating all the way up like this, although she doesn't know what it looks like to be the highest in cultivation, but when she cultivates to that point, can she come and go freely in the Chaos Realm?

No one could answer her question.

Even if someone could answer her words, Mo Qiqi still didn't feel satisfied after thinking about it.

It was like a frog sitting in a well, looking up at the sky, her field of vision was only so wide, she wanted to go outside to have a look, even if one day, someone introduced the situation outside with her in detail, she thought, maybe she wanted to dispel her curiosity, whether it was good or bad, she wanted to see for herself.

The same thing presents a different picture in the eyes of different people, and she wants to use her own eyes to see the world as it is.

Mo Qiqi suddenly realized that this might be the original intention of his Immortal Quest.

I don't disbelieve what you say and paint, I don't believe it, I just want to see it for myself, whether it's barren or gorgeous.

It is the soul consciousness in the sea of consciousness that controls people's actions, and the place where they think, the so-called heart, is in the purple mansion in their minds, but at this moment, Mo Qiqi really felt the position of his chest, and there was a crisp sound of gold and jade, pleasant and quiet, like the sound of an ancient temple bell.

She was clearly in the middle of the Immortal Crossing, but she felt as if she was standing on the surface of the sea, with small silver fish swimming under her feet, and a group of brown short-feathered birds not far away, preying on these small fish, and further away, it was an ordinary person who went out to sea to fish for a living at dawn, humming a tune with an accent that she didn't understand, and the net was scattered, and the fish fled in all directions, and finally only a few were found.

Mo Qiqi watched quietly, seeing that the sun was flourishing, and then it was getting wester, for the people on this ship, what they got from going to sea today was really a little unproductive, and the boatmen discussed fishing for another net, no matter what they obtained, it was time to return.

Mo Qiqi looked at the direction in which they were about to cast the net, there were no fish below, and the fish were in the opposite direction of the net.

Mo Qiqi suddenly had an idea of helping them drive away the fish, after she thought about it, she didn't take a step, she felt that she was on the edge of the fish in an instant, and then she opened her hand, and the fish swam in the direction she drove away, and then all fell into the net.

The people on the boat sang happily because of the last bumper harvest, and Mo Qiqi looked at his hands in a daze, which seemed to be somewhat transparent, but not so ethereal.

She got on the boat, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of the boatman's eyes, who was cheering, she patted him lightly with her hand, and he suddenly turned his head, with some doubt in his eyes, and then walked quickly to the other boatmen, and discussed with everyone about returning home, probably thinking that he had encountered something unclean.

Mo Qiqi chuckled.

Her voice is undoubtedly good, like a clear spring in the mountains, although the cross talk is not loud, but it is particularly crisp in a dry male voice, the golden crow is almost submerged under the sea level, the sky is a little dark, the people on the boat are instantly quiet, and then everyone sped up the movements in their hands, and hurried back after cleaning up.

Although she frightened people, she had no sense of public morality and no guilt, but she felt a little funny, so she stood at the bow of the boat and followed them back to the island.

A good harvest is always joyful, and a crowd of people cheered, and after watching it for a while, she felt that it was not so interesting, and left there herself.

The island here is an archipelago, with several layers inside and out, and the stars and moons generally arch the island where Xiancheng is located in the middle.

The means of transport between the islands is undoubtedly the boat.

Because it was getting dark, many boatmen had finished their work, and after Mo Qiqi took two downwind boats, everyone went back to their respective homes and looked for their own mothers.

It didn't take long for the bright moon to rise from the sea level, and the nearby islands were dark except for a few scattered lights, most of them were asleep, and occasionally a few didn't sleep and were doing some things like chickens and dogs, and she wasn't too interested.

At that time, the most central fairy city was still brightly lit, a prosperous scene of a city that never sleeps, she wanted to go there to see, and after this idea arose, she actually went to the city again in an instant.

Although most of the monks were staying up late to cultivate, but after it was dark, there would naturally be a lot fewer people on the street, and the moment she appeared, a passing monk looked back vigilantly, and scratched his head after finding nothing, feeling that he was a little suspicious.

Mo Qiqi waited for him to go away before he began to look at this immortal city, its scale could only be regarded as medium according to the normal level of the Imperial Continent, but if there was a medium immortal city, the facilities in the city would naturally be readily available.

The buildings in the city are basically made of wood as beams and bricks as walls, although the glazed tiles look very splendid, a bit similar to the imperial city of the room, but in terms of the scale of the fairy city, it seems a bit shabby.

After all, if Xiancheng wants to talk about style, it is not divided according to the size of your house.

Some immortal cities are rich and rich, and the most ordinary floor tiles on the ground are all chiseled by second-order ores, but they are not floor tiles, they are bright spirit stones!

And in this immortal city, let alone the floor tiles, even the plaque equivalent to the face on the city gate is made of ordinary mortal wood, or the kind that is not precious among ordinary trees......

Needless to say, this style must be ordered by the city lord's mansion, otherwise it is impossible for everyone's aesthetic concepts to be so consistent.

Mo Qiqi suddenly thought that the man shouted that night, saying that she would send the little prince of the City Lord's Mansion back, and there would be a heavy reward, and the heavy reward would not be to give her two hundred taels of gold......

Mo Qiqi walked into a grocery store that was about to hit the ocean, the scale of this shop is not large, from the magic weapon pill talisman array plate, to all kinds of miscellaneous materials, there are all sold, but the inventory does not seem to be complete, some of the good sales are more prepared, some of the small amount of the preparation of a few, in the side of the door there is simply not, after all, it is not a big store, there is no need to force some things that may not be sold for a year in order to save face.

The proprietor of this grocery store was a monk in the early stage of foundation building, and he brought two disciples in the early stage of Qi cultivation, and the things he sold were no more than the second order.