I took my children to Qingdao today and came back tomorrow, and I have been writing until now for the sake of renewal.

It's one o'clock in the morning, and I have to get up at four o'clock to catch the car. Two chapters in a row, the previous one was yesterday and this one is today. Tomorrow's update is estimated to be in the evening. The day after tomorrow, which is Friday, I will use the time off to retreat and try to get more updates.

Happy National Day and Double Ninth Festival, everyone. Oh, by the way, I'm the birthday of the Chung Yeung Festival, I don't know if there are birthday wishes in the vertical-horizontal broadcast. ...... I don't have good grades, so I shouldn't have it.

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If there were no series of things in the Material Palace, Wan Ming would not leave in advance, if he led the eight disciples back, it would be a great credit, and at that time, he could make up any reason, even if he said, "I fought bloodily and finally rescued the eight cultivators from the brink of life and death", instead of talking to others like now, everyone stared at him.

"Haha!"

Mo Boyun smiled heartily and said to Huang Jia, "Elder Huang, in front of everyone, fulfill your promise." ”

With a "bang", all the cultivators standing behind Mo Boyun left, they didn't dare to stand there and be bowed by Elder Huang.

And Huang Jia's face was gloomy as water, and the actions of the cultivator behind Mo Boyun were undoubtedly like a slap in the face, which made him even more annoyed.

However, since the gamble is out, he picked it up by himself, and he can't fail to fulfill it, otherwise, his Huang Jia's character will be rotten.

The Ning Dan Zhenren and disciples of the Thousand Variations Sect, although they had the intention to stand up for the elder, they did not dare to speak, and quietly waited for Elder Huang's move.

The only person here who has the identity to do peace and do things, but no one will count on him.

In a moment, Huang Jia's face changed a few times, and he suddenly looked at Mo Boyun, hugged his fists and said, "Elder Mo, how about we change a gambling oath, I take out a magic weapon and bow to me, how about it?"

"What? magic weapon in exchange for a bow?!" The cultivators who heard it all felt their hearts skip a beat, magic weapons, they didn't dare to think about it. Above the spiritual weapon is the magic weapon, and they can't even get a spiritual weapon at the moment.

The difference between a spirit weapon and a magic weapon is that the grade is higher, but in front of the attack method, there doesn't seem to be much breakthrough.

However, the magic weapon is different, with a variety of abilities and unpredictable power.

For example, a bowl of water can turn into a river, trapping cultivators in it and not being able to escape.

For example, a banner can be shaken, and the black gas will be filled, and it can even cover a city.

Another example is an earth-based magic weapon, which can even turn into a mountain.

Therefore, some high-level spiritual weapons will have the ability of some magic weapons.

However, Mo Boyun did not immediately agree as the cultivators imagined, but fell into a deep groan, and seemed to be more reluctant.

Huang Jia's face was a little ugly, and he said, "Elder Mo, leave a line in everything, and we will see each other in the future." You're not going to be aggressive, are you?"

"Okay. Mo Boyun nodded reluctantly and agreed.

Huang Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately took out a magic weapon with some pain, which was a light cluster the size of a dragon's eye, giving people a rounded feeling, and it didn't seem to have any power, and threw it to Mo Boyun.

"A sword pill. ”

After Mo Boyun caught it, he played with it and said. He seemed to be angry with Huang Jia, and he actually demonstrated the power of the sword pill in front of everyone.

Mo Boyun threw the sword pill forward, and immediately stretched out his finger, and a spiritual power was injected into the sword pill. Suddenly it was extremely sharp, and the sound of thousands of sword blades sounding together, as if there were whistling sword blades between heaven and earth, and they cut a qiē.

The mellow sword pill suddenly turned into tens of thousands of sword blades, which can cut everything and destroy a single qiē. A blade of the sword slashed against the ground, and a foot above the ground could bring up a ravine from the ground.

Luo Jiang couldn't help but look stunned, the power of the sword blade thousand cuts in front of the sword pill was simply a joke!

He didn't know that in the sea of knowledge, Ling looked at the whistling blade, and was a little stupid, and muttered: "How many years, I have seen a decent attack again." ”

Mo Boyun stretched out his hand and pointed, thousands of sword blades suddenly merged, forming a wide sword about one piece long, the wide sword slashed, and a ten-zhang long lightsaber in front of him instantly slashed to the ground, like an earthquake-like tremor, the mountain stone shot up, and then looked at the ground, a wide one zhang, two hundred steps long, bottomless ravine appeared there.

Hiss!

The sound of gasping cold air rang out, and a large number of cultivators were shocked by the power of this blow.

Those metallic cultivators were already boiling with blood and blood, and their eyes were blood-red looking at the sword pill in Mo Boyun's hand, and they were even more determined to cultivate, and one day, they would also have such a powerful magic weapon.

In order to avoid bowing, Elder Huang actually gave away a magic weapon, which really opened the eyes of these disciples in the foundation building period. Sure enough, whatever identity you have, you can do something. Some cultivators even shouted in their hearts, "Give me the magic weapon, I'll bow to you, kowtow!"

"It's a little bit of a bad grade, but it's not bad. Mo Boyun said something that made everyone stunned, such power, the grade is still worse?

But it's reasonable to think about it, because even if Huang Jia's identity, a magic weapon can't be painful for him, and what he takes out is naturally not something too high-grade. But the power of the sword pill was there, and it couldn't make these ordinary cultivators believe that the grade was extremely low.

People with different identities have different visions.

For example, a high-level magic weapon is not worth mentioning to Luo Jiang now, but when he first entered the Cuiwei Gate, he regarded it as a treasure.

If Luo Jiang can go back to Cuiweimen, take out a high-level magic weapon, and show his power in front of a group of Qi cultivation disciples, he can say, "The power is acceptable, but the grade is a little worse", it is estimated that it can also cause similar results.

Ling suddenly spoke, "This sword pill was given to you, and it didn't be of much use. However, the power that can be exerted by a cultivator in the foundation building period is very small, and Mo Boyun seems to be an understatement to wield a spiritual power, but that spiritual power is more than all the spiritual power in your body combined. ”

Luo Jiang also understands that the gap between the ninth layer in the foundation building period and the later stage of Ning Dan is impossible to compare.

"Don't be envious, take out your broken tower, Mo Boyun, Huang Jia, and Lu Zhen, I'm afraid you can break your head. Ling said again.

"The seventh-level floating slaughter is as good as you say?" Luo Jianghu said suspiciously.

Ling spread his hands, "For now, it's an exaggeration, the broken tower is just a prototype now, but the starting point is indeed extremely high." Of course, the three of them need to be able to recognize the preciousness of the meditation magic weapon. If you get the broken tower, whether you will smash it in your hands, or whether you can complete the sacrifice, it is unknown. ”

Luo Jiang said freely: "It's too far away, it's useless to think too much, as your cultivation improves, your horizons will grow, and it's not too late to think about it at that time." I can suppress people with the seventh-level floating slaughter now, which is not bad. ”

Huang Jia was unhappy that he had lost a magic weapon in vain, so he first took his disciples to the side, and then the Ten Thousand Law Sect and the Killing List forces also dispersed to check the harvest of each disciple.

When he arrived at the temporary garrison area of the sect's forces, Mo Boyun spoke: "Okay, take out all your harvest, and divide them into categories, spirit grass, materials, pills, and so on. The sect will not let you contribute in vain, and depending on the amount of items obtained, you can be allowed to choose a few of them. ”

Luo Jiang and the other disciples' storage bags, except for some necessary items, had to be taken out, so there would be no things that the disciples were greedy for.

The first thing to take out was the spirit grass.

Wan Ming obtained a lot of spiritual grass, and was allowed to select three thousand-year-old spiritual grasses and fifteen five-hundred-year-old spiritual herbs among them.

Liang Kai also obtained a lot of spiritual grass, and was allowed to choose one thousand-year-old spiritual grass and five five-hundred-year-old spiritual grass.

Then Mo Yichen, Ye Rutang, Wen Ranran and others were also able to select a few spiritual grasses for thousands of years and five hundred years.

Then the next one arrived in Luojiang, but he was a little reluctant to take out these spirit grasses, but he couldn't swallow them privately, so he could only be entangled and sad in his heart.

He looked at the harvest of Wan Ming and the others, and found that he had gained much more than them, not to mention anything else, just in the cave mansion with Chen Bingtan, the spiritual grass in the storage bag had surpassed everyone, and there were seven spiritual grasses of three thousand years.

Seeing that Luo Jiang's face was a little strange, Liang Kai mistook the expression of "reluctance" for "embarrassment", and couldn't help but sneer: "What, the harvest is too little, don't you have the face to take it out?"

Luo Jiang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and directly took out the harvested spirit grass, he took out a few spirit grass plants of fifteen or two thousand years, which had already made Liang Kai shut up, this year's spirit grass, only Wan Ming had taken out two of them. Then Luo Jiang took out dozens of thousand-year-old spirit grasses, which directly stunned everyone, even the real people of Ning Dan were also blushing at these harvests.

Mo Boyun nodded and said, "You can choose five thousand-year-old spirit grasses and thirty five-hundred-year-old spirit grasses." ”

Luo Jiang's income has almost exceeded Wan Ming's double, but as a genius disciple, he was compared to Luo Jiang, and his anger towards Luo Jiang deepened.

Luo Jiang's gaze was naturally looking at the Hongyan Grass for the first time, after all, this was what he urgently needed, and the other thousand-year-old and five-hundred-year-old spirit grasses could choose the ones that were the most rare and precious according to Ling's guidance.

However, Luo Jiang didn't speak, but was interrupted by a Ning Dan real person.

Since seeing Luo Jiang again, Song Weiping's attention has always been on him, surprised at how quickly his cultivation has progressed, and surprised at how much he has gained. And Luo Jiang's gaze at Hongyancao was naturally captured by him.

Luo Jiang was allowed to choose the spirit grass, and immediately looked at the red rock grass, it was a thousand-year-old spirit grass, Luo Jiang's intention was obvious, it must be an important pill, it should be used to prepare the condensing pill.

Song Weiping naturally didn't want Luo Jiang Ningdan.

Song Weiping preempted Luo Jiang and said, "Elder Mo, there is a thousand-year-old spirit grass here that is useful to me, can I choose it first?"

When Mo Boyun heard that it was only a thousand-year-old spirit grass, he said, "It's just a thousand-year-old spirit grass, are you worried about being picked by this disciple first?" ”

Song Weiping thanked Mo Boyun, and immediately a conspiracy smile flashed in his eyes, he glanced at Luo Jiang, and reached out to grab the red rock grass.

"Wait!"

Seeing Song Weiping's movements, Luo Jiang's face couldn't help but change, his thoughts turned sharply, and he immediately guessed Song Weiping's thoughts, and secretly scolded shamelessly, so he had to suddenly open his mouth and interrupt Song Weiping's movements.

However, if you want to snatch the red rock grass back, you can't force it.

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