In the waning mountains, in the Wancao Shop, Ma Zhongliang, who had been busy all day, was still carefully cleaning up the scattered and sparse herbs on the table, mostly some leftovers. Ma Zhongliang according to the characteristics of the medicinal materials, and the similar ones gathered into a small pile, and then wrapped them in oiled paper.

There was a new white-robed disciple who came to the shop, and because he was shy in his pocket, he looked east and west in the Wancao shop, and asked repeatedly, hoping to exchange the least points for the most beneficial medicinal materials. Ma Zhongliang told the truth about this, every penny is worth the price, and in terms of medicinal herbs, he can't be greedy for a small bargain, and he can't be vague.

The white-robed disciple's face was a little disappointed, he nodded, and silently counted the points in the jade slip. Since he had purchased a Dao robe, there was not much left, and it was not enough to exchange for the herbs he wanted.

Just as the white-robed disciple turned to leave in disappointment, Ma Zhongliang suddenly called out to him.

"Wait. It just so happens that some leftovers of medicinal materials can't be sold, which is quite in line with the character you need, and you don't charge points, so you can take it if you want. ”

The white-robed disciple suddenly turned around with a happy face, stepped forward quickly, and thanked him repeatedly.

Ma Zhongliang nodded expressionlessly, took the package of medicinal materials that had just been sorted out in his hand, and handed it over.

The white-robed disciple took the medicinal herbs, hugged his fists and thanked him again, and then turned around and left. It's just that when he left this time, his steps were much lighter than those of Fang Cai.

Ma Zhongliang looked at the departing figure of the white-robed disciple and sighed lightly, and then a slight smile appeared on Gu Jing Bubo's face.

According to the rules of the sect, the remaining leftover medicinal materials every day are used as Ma Zhongliang's remuneration for taking care of Wancao Shop, and if it is also allowed to be sold, the points still belong to Ma Zhongliang. A pack of leftover herbs is only worth ten points, but if it accumulates over time, it is also a lot of wealth. But the strange thing is that Ma Zhongliang, who has been in charge of Wancao for several years, is like the white-robed disciple, he is shy in his pocket, and he can't take out a few points in his pocket.

How many bags of leftover medicinal materials were sent, Ma Zhongliang probably couldn't remember it himself. But when a needy disciple came, he gave it. As a result, in the Imperial Spirit Sect, almost no disciples still remember that leftover medicinal materials are to collect points.

Strange? Strange.

As soon as the white-robed disciple left with his front foot, Mo Shiping arrived with his back foot.

"Senior Brother Ma is still busy?" Mo Shiping stepped forward and greeted with a smile.

"Come to buy medicinal herbs?" Ma Zhongliang raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and then stopped what he was doing.

Mo Shiping shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not, there is a small question I want to ask Senior Brother Ma, I wonder if there is a place to repair magic weapons in the sect?" It is the magic weapon given by the head Song Jiang, the treasure mirror to ward off evil spirits. At the beginning of the Ape Cry Mountain, Wang Fugui forced this treasure mirror to Mo Shiping, thus blocking the blow of the ape demon, but it was also destroyed by most of it, and it seemed that there was no protective effect. After that, Mo Shiping, who was ashamed in his heart, secretly muttered to himself, he had to think of a way to return to the sect, and it was best to repair this bronze mirror. If you can't, then you will buy a talisman magic weapon, and then return it to Wang Fugui.

Ma Zhongliang glanced at the bronze mirror, his face was surprised, a magic weapon-level talisman was actually destroyed to such an extent, most likely it had withstood the full force of the Rock Realm. He has been in the Imperial Spirit Sect for so many years, and although his cultivation has always been worthy of the second realm, his vision has increased a lot.

"There are not many disciples in the sect who hold magic weapons, and there is no place to repair them. Ma Zhongliang shook his head and told the truth.

Mo Shiping frowned slightly, and then continued to ask, "Then is there a place where you can exchange points for magic weapons?"

When Ma Zhongliang heard this, he smiled dumbly and said, "No." The magic weapon is not the cabbage radish of the market, which can be seen everywhere. Most of the disciples who hold magic weapons in the sect are from the families behind them. A few of them performed well in the trials of the sect and were given by the head of the sect as a reward. A magic weapon is cultivated to enter the Rock Realm, and it is also handy, compared with the pill martial arts and the like, it can be regarded as a rare thing. ”

Mo Shiping sighed lightly, and had to nod with a wry smile. It seems that most of the bronze mirrors cannot be repaired now. Moreover, in the sect trial not long after, Mo Shiping also asked himself that it would be difficult to compete with those senior brothers of the Three Realms, and he would not be able to exchange for a talisman magic weapon. The matter of returning the magic weapon has to be postponed again. Fortunately, this favor is owed to Wang Fugui, and Mo Shiping is not too guilty in his heart.

"This bronze mirror was destroyed due to the previous descent from the mountain to eliminate demons?" Ma Zhongliang hesitated for a moment and asked softly.

Mo Shiping nodded and replied with a smile: "Indeed." The ape demon encountered on that trip down the mountain was actually the four realms, and it was very fierce, and it smashed this talisman bronze mirror with one punch. Fortunately, Senior Brother Han Shuangcheng temporarily broke through the realm and also entered the four realms of the rock, so that the ape demon was eradicated, and a few of us and a few others were lucky enough to escape this catastrophe. ”

Ma Zhongliang nodded, laughed unprecedentedly, and said softly: "I never thought that Han Shuangcheng, who had been going around and polishing in the Three Realms of Martial Arts for many years, would actually enter the Four Realms of Rock like this. However, like his style, it is always unexpected but reasonable. The kid often muttered that the protagonist was always the last to appear, and this time he finally made him more powerful. ”

When Mo Shiping heard this, his face was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Ma Zhongliang, who has never liked words, actually babbled and said such things today. Moreover, Mo Shiping listened to Ma Zhongliang's tone, and his friendship with Han Shuangcheng was not shallow. This is also something that Mo Shiping did not expect. When he came to Wancaopu for the first time before, he could see that Ma Zhongliang had a loving and unreasonable attitude towards Han Shuangcheng. Now that I think about it, Ma Zhongliang has always had a cold face, and it seems that he is indifferent to anyone, but in fact, everything is distracted.

"With such a senior brother leading the way down the mountain, did you feel unreliable at first, but after thinking about it, in fact, I felt very relieved along the way. Ma Zhongliang smiled again.

Mo Shiping thought about it, nodded, and said with a smile: "Look, it's a senior brother who is idle and doesn't do his job, but it's actually true." When I went to Ape Cry Town, I didn't inquire about the ape demon first, but led us to buy calligraphy and painting antiques first, and we had a good meal of food and drink. Along the way, he liked to quarrel with Wang Fugui, and even secretly drank expensive wine by himself, hid it, and deliberately pretended not to let Wang Fugui see it, but in fact, he wished that Wang Fugui would see it. ”

Ma Zhongliang chuckled, "Haha, it does seem like something that guy can do." ”

Mo Shiping pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and continued: "Senior Brother Han is wearing a white robe, on the top of the Ape Cry Mountain, among the four realms, and the appearance of repelling the ape demon with one punch also makes me yearn for it, and I will never forget it, and it is very majestic. ”

It's just that, as he said this, Mo Shiping's face suddenly fell lonely, and he was silent for a moment before he said softly: "But in the end, after having a drink with Senior Brother Han, he said goodbye without saying goodbye and went to the Rock Cliff Sect alone in the middle of the night. ”

"Senior Brother Han has been pursuing the Wang Realm for so many years, and if he says no, he won't want it. Such a big favor, but not giving us a chance to say thank you, is really unreliable. ”

Ma Zhongliang sighed lightly, took the initiative to pat Mo Shiping on the shoulder, and said with relief: "In the future, I went to the Panya Sect, found that guy, and invited him to have a drink, and this favor can be regarded as repaid." The king realm is not the king realm, and after drinking, he will not care. ”

Mo Shiping nodded with a smile and quipped: "When I see Senior Brother Han in the future, I will definitely pull him back, find Senior Brother Ma, and have a good drink." ”

Unexpectedly, this time Ma Zhongliang did not refuse, nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Mo Shiping was a little surprised, but then nodded with a smile, then thought about it, patted his head, almost forgot about his business, and hurriedly said: "There is one more thing that needs Senior Brother Ma's help." In the next few days, I will try to break through the second realm of martial arts, but I still need to use the method of probing the acupoints with silver needles to stimulate several major acupuncture points on the Du Pulse as before, and then I will have to bother Senior Brother Ma. ”

Ma Zhongliang glanced at Mo Shiping's breathing, which was indeed much fuller than before, but he still admonished: "It's only been more than a month since the last time I broke through the realm, but don't be greedy." If the foundation of a realm is slack, the path of cultivation in the future will become more and more unsmooth, but because of small losses, the gains outweigh the losses. ”

Mo Shiping smiled without saying a word, nor did he explain, took a few steps back, turned around and stood still, and put on the starting pose of hunting the tiger and breaking the fist, and blasted out in front of him with a punch, the momentum was strong and heavy, and the mellow fist intent was vividly displayed.

"Crackling. A crisp sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Then, Mo Shiping retracted his fist, turned around and smiled, "What do you think, Senior Brother Ma?"

Ma Zhongliang looked at Mo Shiping with a strange expression, Fang Cai's punch, although it was a realm, it was still better than the power of three stones in the second realm. Ma Zhongliang put himself in his shoes and thought about it, he was facing it head-on, and most of them couldn't take it.

However, Ma Zhongliang didn't want to say anything for the sake of face, so he held back for a long time before he said softly: "This punch... It's OK. The foundation of the first realm is playing well. ”

At this moment, a voice of vicissitudes suddenly sounded behind Mo Shiping.

"This punch is still like a little bit. It's not like the ones I saw in the dojo before, and the unsightly boxing techniques are unsightly. ”

Mo Shiping's heart was turbulent, and he turned around suddenly, he didn't even notice that there was someone behind him. I saw an old man with eagle-eyed eyes wearing a black robe, his temples were slightly white, and his thin face had an expression that seemed to be smiling. Behind the old man, there were three young men with different thoughts, one was squinting at him, the other was looking at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the last one glanced at him and then looked away.

"Who?" Ma Zhongliang frowned, stepped forward with his right foot, took a small step forward, and stood silently in front of Mo Shiping. The sudden appearance of this black-robed old man silently really made Ma Zhongliang extremely jealous. Moreover, Ma Zhongliang was very sure that he had never seen this person, and he was not a person from the Imperial Spirit Sect, but an outsider.

The black-robed old man didn't step forward, stopped in place, smiled without saying a word, didn't care, and looked at Mo Shiping's direction quietly.

"Senior Brother Li, it's really good to see that you don't come here... It's terrible. I don't know when, there was a purple-robed figure standing behind Mo Shiping, and said with a smile. The person who came was Song Jiang, the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

The black-robed old man was not angry, but smiled and said, "Senior Brother Song, you are still alive and well, and as a younger brother, you are naturally fine." ”

Song Jiang snorted coldly at the black-robed old man, then retracted his gaze, and whispered to Ma Zhongliang and Mo Shiping, "You two should leave first." Senior Brother Li and I want to reminisce about the past. ”

The last three words "reminiscing about the old" are slightly more accentuated. Mo Shiping and Ma Zhongliang naturally heard the unkindness, and they looked at each other at the moment, and they all obeyed the instructions and hurriedly left.

It's just that when Mo Shiping passed by the three teenagers, one of them had a somewhat sharp-beaked monkey cheek, and suddenly smiled: "Hey, have you a chance to learn?"

This abrupt question made Mo Shiping slow down, and glanced at him suspiciously, it was a martial artist, but he didn't remember seeing this person, like an outsider. Therefore, Mo Shiping didn't want to cause more trouble, so he ignored him and left.

After Mo Shiping left, the young man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks thought about it, sighed lightly, and said to himself: "Most of them can't beat him." Another teenager who was side by side with him sneered with a gloomy face: "You are self-aware." That guy has already touched the threshold of the second realm, and he will break through the realm in a few days. When the time comes, I will be his opponent, just right. ”

The last, taller boy glanced at them, shook his head, and did not speak. As a member of the Three Realms, he looked at these two junior disciples, and there was some jealousy in his eyes.

One realm, two realms, three realms. He Qiu, Jiang Nianhong, Tang Demeng. The three of them were the introductory disciples accepted by the black-robed old man named Li Qiankun.

Li Qiankun and Song Jiang are both great cultivators of the Eight Realms of the Skybreaking Realm under Wei Li's sect, and their personalities have always been incompatible, and Wei Li is too lazy to care. Li Qiankun's intention to visit the Imperial Spirit Sect this time is also obvious, to discuss and seek advice, and the first, second, and third realms must all learn from each other.