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In twenty or thirty years, if there is no accident, you can always find the traces of Mo Qiqi, even if Mo Ji wants to hide from people, she will definitely not want to hide from Mo Qiqi.

As for collecting the Nether Light... She's not too sure, to put it bluntly, she doesn't have any so-called telepathy with the Nether Light, and the radar of the system is not working from time to time, it's purely a blind cat catching a dead mouse, relying on luck, she can only run around the map, and strive to run around the Nethersnow Continent in a short time, if she can collect the rest of the Netherlight in the Nether Snow Continent, it will naturally be a happy thing, if not, she has to change the map.

She didn't have a lifetime of bohemian and uninhibited love for freedom, yes, she ran around so much all day, and it was inevitable that she would feel a little tired in her heart. Mixed with the light of the Netherworld, everything will change its taste, like an overnight dish that has been put on for one night, half rancid, and it will satisfy people's appetite.

Seriously, she didn't think the monks in this city seemed to have any ...... Be on the defensive.

That Great Elder is also this Jindan Monk, the city protection formation, this kind of thing is like the lifeblood of an immortal city, just casually say it to an outsider, is it really good? Even if they are hospitable and don't treat Mo Qiqi as an outsider, Mo Qiqi really doesn't treat himself as his own!

This monk may be cold-faced and hot-hearted, or he may have been immersed in cultivation all the time, and he has never gone out much, and he does not know that society is sinister and unpredictable.

But he is so straightforward, Mo Qiqi thinks that he is not a person with a small belly, everyone seems to have the posture of digging out the family, she still reminds a little or two, she doesn't care if it is useless, but there are some words, she will feel comfortable when she says it.

"Daoyou......" She pondered for a while, and used an opening sentence that has been complained about countless times: "There is a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not?"

"Fellow Daoist, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

Fortunately, the Jindan monk didn't say it directly.

"It's about things like the big array of the city, Daoyou is straightforward and open-minded, but it's hard to know people and faces, so easy, don't talk to others, if you meet someone with bad intentions in your heart, you intend to do something to the formation, and when the time comes, ...... "According to Mo Qiqi's temperament, he doesn't often say this kind of thing to others, most of the time when she sees someone starting, she is silently watching, she likes to play with smart people, the first time she admonishes others, she always feels a little nosy.

"Ill-intentioned?" said Brother Jindan, and when he said this, the epilogue raised slightly, revealing a bit of disdain.

Maybe there are other arrangements in the city, Mo Qiqi suddenly felt that she was shallow, and those who could cultivate to the Jindan realm, even if some people were born with a hearty temperament, they would definitely not be brainless, and people would definitely have a backhand, she was indeed nosy.

Even if she thinks that there is no need to tell outsiders about some things, whether she has a backhand or not, it really has nothing to do with her if people want to do this.

In the end, she is not a confidant and friend, she said something, and she still thinks she is too talkative, and now that Brother Jindan is in such a posture, he naturally won't say anything more, and said: "It's me who said more, don't go to your heart." ”

The Jindan monk hooked the corners of his mouth, he is not a person who is good at words, but a person who is not good at words, it is not that his heart is not transparent, and he also knows that Mo Qiqi is good intentions, although his voice is still cold, but there is a little bit of rejuvenation: "Daoist friendliness, I am grateful in my heart, Daoist friends can say such words, naturally my heart is upright, the original words, I am not aimed at Daoyou." ”

"This place is close to the Cangyu, it is the only city nearby, every spring when it warms up, there are many monks who enter the Cangyu to hunt demon beasts and collect medicinal materials, and there are always some people who will enter the city to rest, people with suspicious intentions, not nothing, the monks in this city are difficult to close for a long time, and the aura is not very strong, there are very few people who cultivate to be profound, and there are very few who have reached the Yuan infant stage, even so, it still stands here for 10,000 years, and many fairy cities near the Cangyu rise and fall, and can persist for so many years, only this one. ”

When Brother Jindan said this, he always felt a sense of pride and hatred.

It's like ...... Mo Qiqi later went back and thought about it for a while, and then refined a furnace of Dan, only then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, feeling like a child who yearns for a free life outside, but was tied up at home by a strict mother to study, and was not allowed to go out, on the one hand, he still has admiration for his mother in his heart, and on the other hand, he feels that his mother is very selfish and disgusted, which is quite contradictory, love and hate.

But seriously, the aura of this immortal city is really quite ordinary, it may be enough for qi refining monks, but it is really not enough for Jindan monks, Mo Qiqi has been around a lot in the city in the past few days, and he has basically figured it out, and he hasn't seen anything suspicious about what spiritual veins or anything like that are sealed, so the cultivation resources of nearly a hundred monks in the city are a little stretched.

Maybe you can hunt some demon beasts on weekdays, take out some Neidan fur or something, and go to other immortal cities to exchange them for spirit stones and pills with other monks, but demon beasts are not so easy to hunt, and people are not stupid, so it is impossible to wash their necks and wait for him to kill them.

If it's just one person who is a casual cultivator, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and hunting demon beasts as a source of income, but it can also survive.

But the disciples of Bailai, if they don't have any spiritual ore and spirit veins to support them, and only rely on hunting demon beasts to make a living, then it will be really difficult to live.

However, it is none of her business whether people are having a good time or not, she politely continued: "Daoyou is talented, maybe one day you will have the opportunity to win the Yuanying." ”

"Huh. The monk sighed softly, "I... I'm afraid I don't have a chance. ”

He glanced back in the direction of the city, and Mo Qiqi followed his gaze and saw the great elder of the city who was arranging the monk's shift.

"If he wasn't burdened by mundane things, he might have a chance, but I don't have much lifespan, and when he takes over, I'm afraid that my cultivation will naturally have to be delayed. Monk Jindan's eyes were full of amazement, and his voice was much lower, and he didn't know whether to say it to Mo Qiqi or to himself, and muttered: "Cultivation and cultivation, like sailing against the current, should be carried out in one go, and if you stop and exhaust yourself, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape your fate when the time comes......"