Lingyun City, Wuyun Street in the south of the city, just like the name of this street, almost eighty percent of the shops on the entire street have the experience of hurting customers and being approached, so those monks who know the inside story call this place "Black Heart Street".

At this time, in a shop called Jibaozhai on this black heart street, Mochen had an expression of "I am very hurt", and said pitifully to Lu He, the shopkeeper of Jibaozhai who was sitting opposite: "Uncle Lu! You also watched me grow up, the two of us have been in love for so many years, I have been lucky enough to hunt this Xuantie Demon Wolf after nine deaths and a lifetime, but you are only willing to buy thirty-five lower-grade spirit stones, you must know that this is the first demon beast I hunted, people say that the first time in life is the most precious, but you are only willing to use thirty-five lower-grade spirit stones in exchange for my precious first time, is your conscience happy?"

Listening to Mo Chen's exaggerated words, and then looking at the first-order high-grade demon beast Xuantie Demon Wolf placed in front of him, Lu Heqiang resisted the urge to slap this kid to death, counted out forty low-grade spirit stones from the spirit stone bag and threw them to Mo Chen, and said angrily: "Stinky boy, I see that you grew up with me, count me unlucky, take the spirit stone and get out of here!"

Mo Chen quickly grabbed the spirit stone bag and counted it unhurriedly, and then took out the demon pill of the Xuantie Demon Wolf with a smile and put it on the table.

"Don't be so angry, na, this Demon Pill of the Dark Iron Demon Wolf is to honor you, when the time comes, Uncle Lu, the spirit cultivation pill you have refined only needs to divide me with ten grains and eight grains!"

Lu He, who was about to reach out and grab the demon pill on the table, immediately retracted his hand as if he had been bitten by a snake when he heard Mo Chen's words, and no longer glanced at the Xuantie Demon Wolf Demon Pill glowing red, and made a humble elder on his face, and said in a serious voice: "Virtuous nephew, why is Uncle Wei embarrassed to ask for something from your junior? What's more, this is the first time you have taken great risks to hunt demon beasts alone, I think you should still keep this demon pill by your side as a souvenir!"

Although he said it politely, Lu He had already scolded in his heart.

"Stinky boy, you still have the face to speak, eight out of ten, if you can refine more than three spirit cultivation pills, I will call you uncle!"

Seeing that Lu He was not fooled, Mo Chen didn't care much, it was not so easy to take advantage of this old profiteer, anyway, the purpose of this time was also achieved, so he casually said a few perfunctory words to Lu He and left Jibao Zhai.

After leaving Jibao Zhai, Mo Chenyou wandered into a spirit pill workshop on the same Wuyun Street, bought a bottle of 'Ascending Spirit Pill' for improving cultivation, and returned to Qianji Pavilion without stopping.

Qianji Pavilion is located at the end of Wuyun Street, which can be regarded as the most deserted one among the dozen or so shops on this Wuyun Street, after all, Qianji is mainly based on operating agency puppets, although the combat effectiveness of these agency puppets is not bad, and it can make the monks add a piece of combat power, but they can't stand the high price, and the organ wolves that can be comparable to the combat power of first-order lower-grade demon beasts have to sell forty low-grade spirit stones, not to mention the kind of machine tiger used by Mochen that can fight first-order high-grade demon beasts, it is a 'luxury' that requires a hundred low-grade spirit stones, Monks with low cultivation could not afford or were reluctant to buy it, but monks with high cultivation did not take this kind of mechanism beast with at most first-order high-grade power in their eyes, which caused the embarrassing situation of Qianji Pavilion now.

However, fortunately, the Thousand Machine Pavilion does not only sell a kind of combat mechanism puppet, in fact, there are still a wide variety of non-combat puppets, such as the machine bird that can fly in the air to reconnoitre, the machine rat used to explore complex terrain, etc., although these mechanism beasts with special functions do not have any combat power, the monk can still use them occasionally, and the Thousand Machine Pavilion also relies on these meager income to barely gain a foothold in this Lingyun City.

"Yo...... Isn't this the eldest young master of our Thousand Machine Pavilion? Why young master, you are finally willing to come back after a night of romance on Fanyun Street!"

As soon as Mo Chen entered the door, a delicate voice came, and following the voice, a pretty girl of Mo Chen's age was leaning against the counter and looking at Mo Chen with disdain.

The girl's name is Wang Xuan'er, the granddaughter of Uncle Wang, the shopkeeper of Qianji Pavilion, who grew up with Mochen since she was a child, and Mochen can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts, when the two were young, Mochen relied on the extensive knowledge of the traverser to make the little girl worship for a while, at that time, Wang Xuan'er pestered Mochen to tell stories to her all day long, until the two grew up, and the situation changed.

In the cultivation realm, all children who reach the age of nine will be tested by their elders with magic methods to test their cultivation talent and pass down the cultivation skills, of course, Mo Chen has also received such a test, but the results of the test make it difficult for Mo Chen, who has always been a self-professed person to coax and coax the traverser, to accept it, although the three series of Jinmu Earth Miscellaneous Spirit Root, although the qualification is mediocre and does not reach the waste material talent of the fourth or fifth series, but compared to the Heavenly Spirit Root without any attribute or the best spirit root with a single attribute, it is 108,000 miles different, this result makes Mo Chen very depressed.

What made Mo Chen even more depressed was that Wang Xuan'er, the little girl who followed her all day and shouted "Brother Mo Chen" all day long, actually tested a mutated wind spirit root that was unique in ten thousand, and also alarmed several nearby major immortal cultivation sects. The Purple Moon Fairy is designated as a true disciple, which can be said to be a pheasant turning into a phoenix, which made Mo Chen feel that the little girl Wang Xuan'er was the protagonist, and she was just a trickster.

"Oh yes! Isn't this the genius beautiful girl Xuanfeng Fairy of the Wanfa Immortal Palace? How can you come to a small place like our Qianji Pavilion, since you entered the Wanfa Immortal Gate, this is the first time in the world! With your current identity as a fairy, wouldn't it damage your prestige to come to the small shop, let outsiders know that the fairy you came from such a dilapidated portal as the Qianji Pavilion, wouldn't it be a loss of face for the fairy, if the fairy's reputation is damaged at all, how can the small shop afford it!"

I didn't expect that this little girl didn't practice in the sect today, but went back to Qianji Pavilion, Mo Chen knew that things were not good, if she knew that she ran out of the city last night to catch the ghost and didn't come back overnight, then pay it back?

Soul hunting and soul refining is originally an evil sect, this little girl has been jealous since she was a child, and now she has joined the Wanfa Immortal Palace, which has always flaunted the famous and upright, if she knows that she secretly captured a ghost, Mo Chen does not dare to guarantee that this little girl will not do anything to kill her relatives under the victory of her righteous heart, although she will not do anything to herself, but the ghost that she finally got is difficult to say, in order to keep the results of her hard work overnight, Mo Chen had to sneer and say a lot of ugly words, hoping to make this little girl who has always been very arrogant angry。

Wang Xuan'er has never heard such ugly words since she was a child, and her beautiful big eyes looked at Mo Chen in disbelief, is this still the omniscient big brother in her mind? Is this still the brother Mo Chen who tells him many interesting stories every day? Since the talent test when he was nine years old, Wang Xuan'er has found that Mochen is alienating himself intentionally or unintentionally, and even often does some things that he hates, once he even ran to Lingyun City's famous fireworks place Fanyun Street to have fun, when he pulled him out of the arms of a bewitching woman, this bastard actually said that he was nosy, at that time he was so angry that he slapped him in the face fiercely, and made a decision in his heart never to pay attention to this bastard again.

In the past few years in the Wanfa Immortal Gate cultivation ground, I thought that I would forget that bastard Mo Chen, but my mind still involuntarily flashed the face that smiled all day long, and the new and interesting stories that came out of his mouth, Little Red Riding Hood who fought wits and courage with the gray wolf, Cinderella who wore crystal shoes, and Snow White who finally became a family with Prince Charming...... These stories accompanied me to sleep night after night......

Told the master all this, the master said that this is his own heart of demons, only by cutting off the mortal earth to calm down and cultivate, otherwise he will one day go mad, and he came back today to break all this, thinking of the bottle of Zhuji Dan in the treasure bag, which was given by the master when he hit the foundation building period, there are two in total, and he only used one to hit the foundation building successfully, originally thought that the rest of this one came back to this bastard, but he waited for most of the night to come back to this extremely difficult words.

Biting her lip and forcibly holding back not to let herself cry, Wang Xuan'er's domineering attitude at the beginning was gone, her eyes glanced at Mo Chen, who was standing still without a trace of emotion, and saw his still smiling face, and threw out a blue-white porcelain vase without saying a word, and then set up a white rainbow and flew into the distance without looking back.

The demon that has been bothering Wang Xuan'er has been cut off, but the person who cut off the demon is not Wang Xuan'er herself.

Until Wang Xuan'er left for a long time, Mo Chen still stood motionless, but the smile on his face was gone, and he looked back expressionlessly to a white-haired old man who didn't know when he appeared behind him and said in a deep voice: "Isn't it ruthless for me to do this?"

The white-haired old man looked at the direction Wang Xuan'er left, shook his head and said: "There is nothing wrong with the young master doing this, although Xuan'er is my granddaughter, but she is not the doorman of Qianjimen after all, it is for her good to draw a line with her as soon as possible, I hope she can understand the young master's hard work." ”

Mo Chen picked up the blue and white porcelain bottle, opened the cap and sniffed it gently, and a fragrance of plants and trees containing abundant aura instantly spread all over Mo Chen's limbs, making him feel an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.

Mo Chen's eyes lit up, and he handed the porcelain bottle to Uncle Wang, who was standing behind him, and said: "The top-grade Zhuji Dan, presumably it was given by Xuan'er and her elders, but I am only the cultivation of the second layer of Qi cultivation now, and I am still far from the impact foundation building period, but Uncle Wang, you have been practicing Qi for more than ten years, I believe that taking this Zhuji Dan will definitely break through the bottleneck and succeed in building the foundation in one fell swoop, Uncle Wang, don't shirk it, accept it!"

Uncle Wang snatched the porcelain bottle in Mochen's hand and stuffed it into his arms neatly, for fear that Mochen would regret it, and at the end he didn't forget to say: "Mother, this is originally my good granddaughter's filial piety to the old man, if you dare not give it to me, Lao Tzu, I will betray a thousand machines and end up with you!"

Looking at Uncle Wang, who ran into the house with a puff of smoke, Mo Chen was speechless for a while.