"I'm waiting to send the fairy child..."

On the top of the golden roof, thousands of melon-eating people and the leaders of the seven major sects knelt on the ground one after another to see off Mu Bai and leave.

"That iron-feathered eagle really deserves to be the spiritual pet of Yaochi Cave Heaven, everyone look, that piece of meat is fat and tender, it must be delicious!"

"Then what are you waiting for? Pick up some and go back, maybe you can eat them without getting sick!"

"Haha, bring some meat back, my wife will definitely praise me for my ability!"

When Mubai completely dissipated into the sky, thousands of tourists looked at the square, and pieces of tender meat began to grab one after another.

"This is evidence, the Xuanxin Sect invaded the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, the evidence of the fiasco, you can't rob it. ”

Chen Xing angrily reprimanded.

The Iron Feather Eagle is a spiritual pet, and every piece of flesh and blood contains a rich aura, which is of great benefit to the cultivation and breakthrough of martial artists.

Moreover, the aura has been revived for a hundred years, and in the realm of China, there has never been a fierce bird that has become a demon.

Therefore, according to the regulations, Chen Xing must be brought back to study the genes and structure of his body.

Syllable!

In the chaos, I don't know which immoral citizen threw a rotten egg at Chen Xing, and the sour smell almost made Chen Xing crazy.

"Director Chen Xing, the flesh of these spirit beasts is certainly full of aura, but the flesh has been cut away by the holy weapon, and the aura can't be preserved for long, so let them take it back. ”

The Compassion Master said, "However, the wings of those eagles, which are as hard as iron, are good materials for refining spiritual weapons, and they may be used in the future." ”

Hearing this, Chen Xing didn't say much, made a gesture, and ordered a group of members around him to collect the wings in the hands of the citizens.

Followed by!

The disciples of the Seven Great Sects and the Sect Leader began to quarrel over the ox that had been ridden by Mu Bai.

"This cow is a fairy cow, and it should be invited to my Shaolin and worshiped well. ”

"Master Compassion, what you say is wrong, since ancient times, I have a nickname in Taoism, called Niubi Lao Dao, this cow is related to our Taoism, and this palm should be brought back to Wudang. ”

"I have a heavenly pool in the Tianshan Sect, and the holy spring in the pool is full of spiritual energy, which is the most suitable for the sacred cow. ”

One of the most funny is the head of Wudang and Shaolin, one is dragging the tail of the ox, the other is holding the head of the ox, and the quarrel is red-faced.

The cow screamed in pain.

"You don't need to quarrel anymore, this is the fairy child's mount, and if you have a relationship with the fairy cow, who else is there besides my Emei?"

Mrs. Liu Feng was not to be outdone.

As Mu Bai left, the sacred golden light that wrapped around the buffalo also dissipated.

The crowd also realized that the cow was nothing more than an ordinary buffalo.

But even so, after all, it is a cow ridden by immortals!

Take care of it, and then publicize it to the outside world, isn't it a tourist weaving?

"Ahh The old man finally found the cow, and the immortal really didn't deceive the old man, the cow was really on the square of the golden roof!"

Just when the seven major sects were arguing over the ownership of the cattle, a cropper man with trouser legs and a hoe covered in mud ran over overjoyed.

"Old man, this cow belongs to yours?"

The seven masters looked at each other, and their faces were all strange.

"Naturally, it's the old man, mine..."

The farmer also realized that the identity of everyone present was extraordinary, and told the story of the incident from beginning to end.

"That old man, do you sell this cow?"

The two masters of martial arts and Shaolin asked without giving up.

The Seven Great Sects are certainly Taishan Beidou in the Huaxia Martial Arts Realm, but after all, they are mortals, and they also have to eat, drink, and use money to buy various cultivation resources.

And the way of this money, in addition to some official appropriations every year, the rest is contributed by tourists and pilgrims.

After having the sacred cow that the immortals have ridden, the number of people who come to play and offer incense will definitely increase dramatically, and the more money they will get, the more money they will get.

The most important thing is that among the seven factions, Wudang and Shaolin are the earliest, and if they return empty-handed in the end, there will always be a kind of loss in their hearts.

"A few masters, the juniors know your inner thoughts, the dragon head crutch in the old woman's hand before can compete with the juniors' purple and green double swords, and the grade is obviously extraordinary. ”

Meng Qianqian's dark eyes rolled and said, "Right now, her corpse has fallen into that palm print pit, if anyone can find that cane first, they will take it back as a souvenir, isn't this a kind of chance and luck?"

Hearing this, the eyes of the six sects lit up.

There was no need for anyone to tell them, many disciples directly started to find ropes, tied themselves, and jumped into the collapsed palm pit one by one like frogs diving into the water.

About ten minutes have passed.

The crutch was found, but it had broken into a dozen pieces.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the leaders of the seven major sects were completely shocked.

What is certain is that the dragon head crutch in the old woman's hand, even if the grade is not as holy as the holy weapon, it is not far behind.

Now it is broken into seven or eight paragraphs.

It can be seen that the power contained in Mu Bai's palm is indescribably powerful.

Come to your senses!

The six factions of men and horses each divided a few pieces of broken wood from the dragon's head crutches as souvenirs, and then began to say goodbye and leave.

Mrs. Liu Feng did not stay.

By the time the six factions of people and horses descended the mountain, it was already dusk and sunset.

He Mengyao and Guo Wanyue also completed this live interview, and they also left Emei beautifully.

Today they really interviewed the immortals, and they broadcast it live, and they became the host, which is a certainty.

Night fell, and at this time in the main hall, Master Liu Feng, Meng Qianqian and a group of top-notch disciples were counting today's harvest, and the scene was full of cheerful atmosphere.

"Qianqian, do you have something on your mind?"

Glancing at Meng Qianqian's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Master Liu Feng frowned.

"Master, when the Ziqing Twin Sword Sacrifice is completed, the disciple wants to leave Emei. ”

Meng Qianqian gritted her teeth.

"Do you want to go back to the imperial capital and avenge your mother? You are not what you used to be, and it's time to seek justice for your mother and yourself. ”

Master Liu Feng seemed to have expected it, and sighed slightly.

"Master, the disciple plans to go to Jiangnan City first, visit Uncle Xiamu Bai, and listen to his opinion, after all, you also know that the group of people who killed my mother have a very large foundation in the imperial capital. ”

Meng Qianqian clenched her fists and palmed her palms: "But what makes the apprentice embarrassed now is that he doesn't know the address where Uncle Mubai lives." ”

"Since your uncle is a second-generation disciple of Zhentian Palace, he should be well-known in Jiangnan City, and you should be able to find it if you inquire, so there is no need to worry about this. ”

Liu Feng Shitai said: "What worries the teacher right now is that you are not deeply involved in the world, and you go to Jiangnan City alone, in case you meet any villains..."

"Master, the disciple's hometown is also in Jiangnan City, otherwise let the disciple accompany the senior sister on a trip. ”

At this moment, the two female disciples who were counting the harvest said.