Mo Ling quickly left Fengyue Tower, and then took out the things in his hand.

"Niu Ben?" Mo Ling said lightly as he looked at the token in his hand.

Then the little yellow flag was quickly opened: "Recruitment order?"

Mo Lingcai is really not wrong, these disciples of Dugu Villa are going to Dugu Villa to recruit disciples. Fortunately, I intercepted them, otherwise it would have been really troublesome.

Eventually, Mo Ling picked up the wooden box again. The wooden box is exquisitely crafted, and the contents must be extraordinary.

Mo Ling smiled slightly, and gently opened the wooden box.

Suddenly, a strong aroma inherent in the pill emanated from inside the box.

Mo Ling's eyes lit up, and he saw that there was a note and an elixir in the box.

Mo Ling immediately opened the note, and a few lines were written on it.

After reading it, Mo Ling was ecstatic. It turns out that this pill is the 'Guyuan Pill', and its main function is to stabilize the Yuan Shen, regulate the breath, and quickly improve the cultivation of cultivators who have reached the realm of martial spirits.

This Dugu Villa only recruits disciples once every five years, and Dugu Villa must not come empty-handed, and this elixir is Dugu Villa's gift to Qingyun Sect to show the sincerity of Dugu Villa.

Mo Ling looked at the Gu Yuan Dan in his hand, both excited and a little lost. The excitement is that this elixir is very precious, and the loss is that this elixir only works for cultivators who have reached the realm of martial spirits.

Mo Ling hurriedly put away these few things, especially this pill.

This alchemy technique is not something that everyone can cultivate, and when Mo Ling withered Yang Mountain again, his personality was also very arrogant. His own cultivation was completely improved by his own strength, and he didn't care about the methods of improving his cultivation with the help of pills. Therefore, Mo Ling did not know anything about the art of pills.

But in this life, Mo Ling's point of view is completely different, whether it is a black cat or a white cat, it is a good cat who can catch a mouse. No matter which way he takes, as long as it is a way to improve his cultivation, Mo Ling will never hesitate to adopt it.

"Who?"

Mo Ling was startled, patronizing and happy, and even forgot to be aware of the surrounding environment.

Just as Mo Ling had just wrapped these three things and had no time to put them away, several figures suddenly appeared beside Mo Ling.

Mo Ling's face was startled, and he turned his head to look over.

But when he saw someone coming, Mo Ling's tense nerves immediately relaxed.

The person who came was the disciple of Qingyun Sect, and the person headed by him was called Chu Sheng, who turned out to be the confidant of Qin Xun, the deacon of the Criminal Hall of Qingyun Sect, and also a small leader of the Criminal Hall, with the cultivation of a junior martial artist.

He was very familiar with his Mo Ling, when he was in Qingyun Sect, he relied on Qin Xun's power and was domineering, and he didn't know how many times he had taught himself.

At that time, Mo Ling had no muscles and veins and had not yet recovered, but he was the first waste wood of the Qingyun Sect, and even if he was beaten, he could only endure it.

But now it's different, not only have Mo Ling's meridians recovered, but also more demon pills and Zhiyang Xuanhuo and charms, and now if you want to deal with Chu Sheng, it will not be easy at all.

Looking at a few people, Mo Ling secretly said in his heart: "There is still a distance from Qingyun Sect here, how can the disciples of Qingyun Sect also appear here, it shouldn't be the envoy of Dugu Mountain Villa."

If this is the case, then they know the definite date for Dugu Villa to send envoys to Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples, if they find out that the disciples of Dugu Villa are all dead, then their plan to drag the disciples of Dugu Villa to Qingyun Sect will be in vain!

Not only that, but they will definitely investigate this matter, and when the time comes, they will not be able to eat and walk around!"

"Are you a waste wood Mo Ling?" At this time, Chu Sheng recognized Mo Ling at a glance, and said in surprise: "It's really you!"

"Hmph...... What, miss me?" Mo Ling sneered.

"Hmph, we have worked so hard to find you, you are actually shopping in a kiln here!" Chu Sheng looked at Mo Ling and said coldly.

"Looking for me, do you think I'm going crazy?" Mo Ling looked at Chu Sheng and said lightly.

"Hmph, don't think that if Zi Xiang becomes a deacon of the Criminal Hall, you can be unscrupulous, tell you, Lao Tzu bullied you before, and he has bullied you all his life, you don't want Zi Xiang to avenge you, Lao Tzu will send you to the West Heaven. ”

"That's it, what nonsense to talk to him, kill him directly, now Zijiao is the deacon of the Criminal Hall, if he goes back alive to sue us, then we will be the ones who will be punished!"

"I have long seen him unpleasant, and slaughtered him!"

"Catch him for me, I've long seen that purple shirt is not pleasing to the eye, hooking up all day long, aren't you the three giants of the Qingyun Sect, then you can die for her!"

Saying that, Chu Sheng took a stride and rushed straight towards Mo Ling.

Mo Ling smiled coldly: "Okay, let the horses come, I'm a little impatient!"

"Looking for death!" As soon as the words fell, several people around Chu Sheng rushed up and reached out to grab Mo Ling's arm, wanting to capture Mo Ling alive.

But as soon as a few people arrived, Mo Ling suddenly stretched out his legs and "snapped...... Snap ...... "One by one, the disciples immediately flew back upside down."

Chu Sheng looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the disciples around him: "Damn, a bunch of waste!"

After speaking, he aimed a punch at Mo Ling's chest and rushed straight over.

Mo Ling stood in place, motionless: "Even if I don't fight back, you won't get cheap!"

"Bang ......" a muffled sound.

Chu Sheng's fist was like a hammer on a copper wall, and blood immediately flowed everywhere.

"Ah......h

"This, this can't be!" Chu Sheng looked at Mo Ling and exclaimed.

Saying that, Chu Sheng gritted his teeth, hugged his arms, and flew straight to Mo Ling's temple.

Mo Ling sneered, raised his hand and grabbed Chu Sheng's ankle, and then flicked it lightly, throwing Chu Sheng's body like a chicken towards the other disciples.

"Ah......" Several people collided together, and the disciples who were just about to stand up were smashed to the ground again by Chu Sheng.

Mo Ling looked at those people with a smile, looked at his fist again, and said softly, "It's so cool!"

Looking at the person who had bullied him all day long, falling in front of him, Mo Ling's heart felt a pleasure that he had never felt before.

"How is this possible, aren't you a waster?......" Chu Sheng looked at Mo Ling with an incredulous expression.

"Who said that a waste person can't beat you, a person like you, everyone will be punished!" As soon as the words fell, he suddenly stretched out a palm and went straight to Chu Sheng's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

At this moment, although Chu Sheng was shocked by Mo Ling's sudden cultivation, he was still a little stubborn in his heart, and he didn't believe it until she died, that she would die at the hands of a waste who was bullied by herself all day long.

"Ah......" The other three people, when they saw that Chu was dead, were immediately taken aback, and sat on the ground with their mouths open, looking at Mo Ling.

"How did you end up here?" Mo Ling asked, looking at the three disciples on the ground who were in a state of flux.

"Yes...... It was Zijiao, he said that you and Xiang Fei went down the mountain without the consent of the sect, and caused trouble everywhere, so that the Prime Minister found a catastrophe. So let's come to the Prime Minister's Mansion to arrest the murderer, and kill any personality that appears in the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

Mo Ling sneered: "It's a good sentence to cause trouble, don't kill it!"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ling suddenly waved his hand, and the named disciple was killed instantly.

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