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"Uncle Mu. When a group of people in gray burqas saw Mu Lingwei, many people looked at them with admiration, and then respectfully separated from each other and moved out of the way.

Mu Lingwei nodded slightly, and walked over calmly and elegantly.

The little turtle fart followed Mu Lingwei closely, strutting with his head held high, and he was extraordinarily proud.

Chen Mo also followed the fox and the fake tiger and walked straight in stride. As he passed by the crowd, he came across a lot of fiery eye knives and scraped him from head to toe. There was also a look full of haughty disdain in it, mixed in.

This person has handsome facial features and fair skin. The placket of the gray burqa is embroidered with three clusters of flame ornaments, the thin lips are slightly pursed to give people a sense of meanness, and the brown eyes are slanted at people, with a feminine and evil aura.

Chen Mo's ragged clothes and dusty appearance were engraved in the man's eyes, and the man snorted coldly and raised his chin high.

Chen Mo also pouted, this person looked like a pampered and pampered son, with eyes above the top. Then he continued to follow Mu Lingwei's ass and walked away.

"Senior Brother Jiang, who is this kid? "This person is Fang Yingzhuo's junior brother, Huo Yingfan. With ruthlessness between his eyebrows, he thought for a while, thinking that his senior brother Fang Yingzhuo went to stop a kid named Chen Mo today, and he didn't come back until now. This inexplicable kid in front of him, who appeared out of thin air, is it him?

Thinking of Senior Brother Fang Yingzhuo's strength, it is impossible not to be that kid's opponent?

"It seems that he is just a frustration without eyes, dare to show off his might in front of Senior Brother Jiang, whether to let the junior brothers ....... Servile, flattering, and fierce in his eyes, Li Yuncong approached Jiang Chen, stretched out one foot and crushed it a few times on the fiery red stone.

Senior Brother Jiang, who was held by the stars, Jiang Chen sneered: "It's just a kid who doesn't know what to call it, and I feel like I've lost my identity by stepping on him." ”

"Yes, yes, congratulations to Senior Brother Jiang for being promoted to a third-grade pharmacist and refining a high-quality three-grade nourishing pill, you are the leader in Changchun Valley, and few people of the same generation can compare with you......" A series of welcoming horses hugged Jiang Chen and left.

As I continued to enter the center of Changchun Valley, I encountered more and more people wearing various colored burqas.

Mu Lingwei's appearance seemed to have caused quite a stir, and the amazing, envious and respectful abounded, and the various eyes that were invested on Chen Mo were also varied.

However, in "Uncle Mu." "Respectful honorific titles spread all the way to the situation. Chen Mo didn't encounter any trouble, but his scalp was a little numb, and the young and beautiful woman in front of him was respected as his uncle, so her status in Changchun Valley can be imagined, how noble is the pharmacist level, four grades?

"Do you see the flame pattern on the robe? This is a unique symbol of Changchun Valley to distinguish the level of an alchemist, and a cluster represents that this person is a first-grade pharmacist who can refine a first-grade elixir. Two clusters, three clusters, and so on. Mu Lingwei briefly described the hierarchy of the alchemists of Changchun Valley.

Nodding, Chen Mo's heart moved, the alchemist is definitely a ** existence, it is better to seek others than to seek oneself, it is best to be able to apply what he has learned and improve his cultivation. I really want to ask how many pharmacists Mu Lingwei is.

Suddenly, a woman with a bewitching body stopped Mu Lingwei, followed by two young men, dressed as first-class pharmacists.

"Uncle Mu. The soft voice was numb to the bone, but without any respect.

Mu Lingwei took a look, it turned out that Ye Lianxiang, the charming princess of the Gale Country. Immediately showed a faint smile, and said unashamedly: "It turned out to be Ye Lianxiang, seeing that you have a pure breath, and you have obviously made a breakthrough in cultivation, and you have reached the eighth level of the spirit master, right?"

The two male pharmacists looked at Mu Lingwei with straight eyes, and they were shocked. It's just that I don't dare to look at it more, for fear of blaspheming her.

Mu Lingwei has a pure heart and few desires, and her cultivation is extremely high, it is difficult to see it when she is alone, and it is rare to be able to witness the beauty of the sky.

Two beautiful women, one is beautiful and fragrant, and the other is an empty valley orchid, both of which are stunning in the world. However, Mu Lingwei's fairy posture that is not stained with dust and has a compelling aura is obviously more than one grade above the other party.

Looking at the figure in front of him, who could only be watched from a distance and could not be played, the young pharmacist took a few steps back respectfully. Being able to meet the goddess and smell her fairy spirit from afar is enough to reminisce for a long time.

"Uncle Mu, it's over. To reach the height of Uncle Mu, I still have a long time to see through the autumn water. Ye Lianxiang was pretentious, and she complimented Mu Lingwei with a loud voice. But there is a venomous snake entrenched in his heart, he thinks that he is unparalleled in the world in the beauty of the Gale Country, and since he has retreated to the second place in Changchun Valley, he is really unwilling. Looking at the man who fell under his pomegranate skirt, he quietly cast more eyes on Mu Lingwei, and almost bit a mouthful of silver teeth.

Mu Lingwei was weak-hearted, didn't pay much attention to it, and left a little bit.

The sound made Chen Mo goosebumps all over his body, the woman named Ye Lianxiang had lips without dotting, willow leaves bent eyebrows, and a little red beauty mole on her pink cheeks, trembling and seductive. The pink skeleton, steady his mind, his eyes did not squint, he didn't see it, and quickly followed Mu Lingwei.

Xuangui Xiaoba, disgusted with the fox Meixiang who smoked the dead, quickly covered the turtle's nose with one paw and ran away. Secretly praised, it is still the taste of the fairy sister, quiet and elegant.

Ye Lianxiang was even more indignant. With his talent and intelligence, he is already a third-grade pharmacist, and I believe that the day when he will refine the fourth-grade pill is not far off. Coupled with his own identity, the royal nobles respected by the Gale Country.

Everyone wants to give her a little face, Mu Lingwei doesn't give it, the gray-faced boy and a gray turtle dare to ignore themselves.

"Where did this eyeless kid come from?" Ye Lianxiang seemed to be hit hard today, and her fierce face was revealed.

Turning to the two henchmen, he shouted viciously: "Get out." ”

The two young first-grade pharmacists touched their noses and left without saying a word.

There was no danger along the way, Chen Mo followed Mu Lingwei through almost half of the Changchun Valley, and he also memorized some of the environmental facilities in the Changchun Valley in his heart.

The two of them came to the foot of the Fire Dragon Peak.

"Let's go to the Hanging Pavilion first. Mu Lingwei's jade finger pointed far away, and a delicate and atmospheric hanging pavilion above his head was projected in Chen Mo's eyes, and the five clusters of fire patterns on the tall cornices were warm and dazzling.

Chen Mo looked at the fire pattern and understood why even the third-grade pharmacist in Changchun Valley had to respectfully avoid it. Because Mu Lingwei, the five-grade pharmacist, what an amazing existence?

You must know that Huai Haomiao is just a second-grade pharmacist, and within a radius of thousands of miles from Chongxuan City, he can be called the king of medicine.

Chen Mo, who was still amazed, saw that Mu Ling Weilian was a little full, and the whole person had already risen from the ground, light and agile like a lark in the forest, straight into the sky, under the rotation, after a while, it had reached a height of dozens of zhang, and his toes were a little on a purple orchid on the mountain wall.

Dancing like a frightening dragon, he stood on the railing of the attic like a dragon, condescendingly, looking at Chen Mo from afar, as if with a trace of wisdom between the smarts.

The powerful Xuan Qi of the innate powerhouse has repeatedly shown a shocking momentum in front of his eyes.

Chen Mo suddenly felt that he was a humble and incompetent ant. My heart sank, and I secretly swore that I was still young and had youthful enthusiasm that could be swayed, as long as I kept working hard. It will definitely go hand in hand with you, leap up the Hanging Pavilion, and climb to the same height as you.

Looking at the steep mountain wall in front of you, there are no steps to climb, how do you go up?

Mu Lingwei Qingyue's voice floated from afar: "I'll put down the basket, and you come up in the basket." ”

Riding up the basket, Chen Mo shook his head and was resolutely unwilling.

"Or I'll throw you two ropes, and I'll carry you up. Mu Lingwei waved his hand calmly, and a rope fell from above, swaying in front of Chen Mo's eyes.

Chen Mo looked at Mu Lingwei from afar with his head held high, and there seemed to be an indomitable and stubborn current circulating in his heart.

To reach a certain height, only by overcoming difficulties and obstacles, persevering, overcoming oneself, and climbing to the peak, can we have a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

In the same way, this kind of relying on Mu Lingwei's ability to hang in the Empty Pavilion. Chen Mo only had three words in his heart, unwilling.

Chen Mo began to rack his brains to think of a way to go up, opened the sea of consciousness, and carefully observed the craggy mountain wall with his eyes. Some grass was rooted on it, full of greenery every other section, and there were thin cracks in the mountain wall under the grass covered, which were infinitely enlarged in his pupils, and there were purple orchids in the high places. In a flash of inspiration, there it was.

But I don't have enough blue, no, it's the lack of light and Xuan Qi in the sea of qi, although I recovered a little on the fiery red stone just now. But it's not enough to climb the Hanging Pavilion.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that there was also a second-grade Great Gathering Spirit Pill obtained from the killer sent by Qu Muqing, which could be used for a purpose. But he was a little reluctant in his heart, and he didn't use it in the life-and-death battle with Fang Yingzhuo.

Chen Mo sighed unconsciously, but in order to ascend the Hanging Pavilion to apprentice. For the sake of future cultivation, we can't just look at the present.

Besides, as long as you worship Lu Huazhen as a teacher, this kind of elixir is not ready to be captured? When the time comes, refine dozens of pills, let yourself enjoy eating, and think about the future Chen Mo, wiped it on the storage ring, quickly took out the Gathering Spirit Pill, and swallowed it directly.

The medicinal power diverged, and as the meridians swam, the sea of qi suddenly condensed and filled with bright and mysterious qi.

It was decided to use the "Thunder Flash" in the three types of thunder to climb the Xuankong Pavilion. Although this occult skill consumes a lot of energy, only by using its explosion speed can there be a chance to climb the suspended amount.

Walk to the mountain wall, inject the light and Xuan Qi into the limbs, and prepare for the attack.

Standing on the railing and watching Chen Mo's Mu Lingwei, her white clothes fluttering, her awe-inspiring aura was like a fairy standing in the clouds looking down on the common people.

Thinking of the immortal deceased master, her heart was also rippling, her eyes were faintly covered with a layer of cloud-like mist, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

couldn't help but sigh quietly.

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