Chapter Twenty-Eight: Add some ingredients
Mo Ling immediately pretended to be very embarrassed: "Now this Qingyun Sect is really full of talents, which makes it really difficult for me to choose." ”
"Really?" Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling and smiled faintly: "I don't think so!"
"Oh?" Mo Ling turned his head, looked at Zi Xiang and said, "What is the opinion of Senior Sister Zi Xiang?"
Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling, with a hint of complaint on his face: "I see that Senior Brother Niu seems to have a soft spot for Senior Brother Qin Xun." ”
"How so?"
"Today, I heard that the disciples in the sect were all spreading the word of mouth, saying that Senior Brother Niu was full of praise for Senior Brother Qin Xun!"
"Haha......" Mo Ling smiled faintly, and immediately added some medicine to Qin Xun: "The Qin family has business dealings with Dugu Villa, and they are highly valued by the villa, I just went over to greet casually!"
Mo Ling smiled in his heart: "I am now the messenger of Dugu Villa, I will personally greet Qin Xun, this medicine is strong enough." ”
While speaking, Mo Ling observed Zi Xiang's face, and saw that Zi Xiang was slightly angry, so he immediately added another pair of fierce medicine: "However, it is said that Senior Brother Qin Xun said that Senior Sister Zi Xiang was able to defeat Qin Xun by luck in this Qingyun Sect competition, presumably your talent must also be outstanding!"
Mo Ling rubbed his hands and looked bitter: "This really makes me a little embarrassed!"
"Luck?" As soon as she heard this, Zijiao's face immediately became gloomy, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
Looking at Zixiang's performance, he knew that this was done, so he looked at Zixiang and was secretly proud in his heart.
"In the past few days, I have to go to congratulate the Qin family on their birthday on behalf of the villa! Senior Sister Zijiao is the deacon of the Qingyun Sect's Criminal Hall, I don't know if you can arrange it for me?" Mo Ling looked at Zijiao and smiled faintly, pretending not to notice Zijiao's abnormality.
"Okay!" Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling and said with a forced smile: "I will definitely arrange it for you!"
"Then I'm going to bother Senior Sister Zijiao!"
Zi Xiang looked at Mo Ling and gave a salute, and then left with an angry face.
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"How's it going?" said an old man about fifty years old in the Criminal Hall, looking at Zijiao.
At this time, he is the only remaining powerhouse of the Purple Shirt family, Zhongbo.
Zi Xiang said angrily: "Although he is still hesitating on the surface, he really takes a fancy to Qin Xun!"
"How can this be?"
Zi Xiang sneered: "Because the Qin family's industry is related to Dugu Villa." ”
Zhongbo said coldly, "No matter what, this quota must not fall on others!"
"I didn't expect that Qin Xun would say in front of the envoy that I was lucky to defeat him!
"Then what are your plans?" asked Zhongbo, looking at Zijiao.
"Qin Xun, I can ignore what you did when you were a deacon of the Criminal Hall before, but this time, I must not tolerate you!" Zi Xuan said coldly.
"It's the birthday of the head of the Qin family recently, and Qin Xun will go back to celebrate the birthday of the head of the Qin family!" Zi Xiang said coldly.
"When?" said Zhongbo, looking at Zijiao.
"Leave tomorrow!" replied, "I will pass by the wild bamboo forest tomorrow night, and I must not let him go back alive!"
"I'll do it!" Zhongbo turned to walk out.
"No, then Qin Xun is a junior great martial artist's cultivation, you are not his opponent!" Zi Xuan suddenly said to Zhongbo.
Zhongbo suddenly stopped and smiled bitterly: "For the sake of the family, even if he dies, I won't let him leave!"
After speaking, he no longer hesitated, and walked out quickly.
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Late at night, when the sky was full of stars and no one was around, Mo Ling came to a rock in the back mountain.
Mo Ling must quickly improve his cultivation now, because of his identity, sooner or later he will be discovered by others, in case no one can help him at that time.
Since taking that elixir, Mo Ling's meridians have been smoother, and as long as Mo Ling cultivates a little more, it is not difficult to achieve the cultivation of a high-level martial artist.
Thinking of this, Mo Lingyou took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
Sure enough, Mo Ling just teased slowly, and that powerful energy crawled along the meridians in his body to his whole body.
Within a moment, I only felt a stream of energy replenishing the meridians, and the meridians instantly became thicker. Then I only felt that powerful energy exploded in an instant, and instantly merged into the tendons.
Mo Ling smiled faintly, "The medicinal effect of this pill is extraordinary, and I have only reached the cultivation of a high-level martial artist in just this short moment!"
Now that he already has the demon pill in his body, he doesn't need to re-condense the inner pill at all. In fact, since Mo Ling got the demon pill, he was already a powerhouse in the quasi-martial spirit realm.
However, because his body cultivation could not withstand the impact of the powerful spirit element contained in the Demon Pill and the Supreme Yang Xuanhuo, he didn't dare to use it.
And now that he has reached the realm of a senior martial artist, as long as he is cultivating a little, within three days, he will become a real martial spirit realm powerhouse.
Thinking of this, Mo Ling gently raised his hand and slowly moved the Yang Xuanhuo at the center of his eyebrows. Suddenly, an extremely powerful spirit element rose up instantly. A totem flashed between the eyebrows, and a faint blue light emitted.
Even if Mo Ling had reached the cultivation of a high-level martial artist, it was still unbearable.
Mo Ling could only endure his own burning feeling, because Mo Ling wanted to see what power this Supreme Yang Xuanhuo had.
The spirit element of the Extreme Yang Xuanhuo filled Mo Ling's entire body, but fortunately, due to the improvement of Mo Ling's cultivation, and under the scorching heat of this powerful spirit element, Mo Ling could barely hold on!
But at this moment, Mo Ling's entire body turned crimson, like a burning charcoal fire.
Mo Ling pierced the Supreme Yang Xuanhuo to his fingertips, and then with a force, that finger instantly erupted into a snake-like blue flame, and then shot wildly towards the rock next to him.
In an instant, the flames burned violently on the stone, and the huge stone burned into a pile of ashes in a snap of his fingers.
Mo Ling was taken aback, and said in ecstasy: "It's not a loss, it's the Divine Yang Xuanhuo that can burn all things in the world, it's really powerful!"
The Solstice Yang Xuanhuo was put away, and Mo Ling's body immediately returned to normal.
"From now on, this is my trick to press the bottom of the box, and it must not be easily revealed!" Mo Ling said secretly in his heart.
At this time, a sudden night wind blew, and the surrounding trees rattled.
Mo Ling was startled: "Could it be that someone is following?" said as he turned around, looking around very vigilantly.
"Haha...... I've finally waited for this opportunity!"
At this time, a woman's voice suddenly sounded in Mo Ling's head.
Mo Ling was taken aback, and couldn't help but shiver all over!