Mo Ye's eyes gradually confused, that night Shui Ji thanked himself, told him the three secret techniques of the Forget Clan, when it came to "Open the Sky and Poke the Shadow", Mo Ye was shocked, thinking that in the Falling Eagle Mountain, Gai Hua used the mysterious spell and "Open the Sky Poke".

Shui Ji asked Mo Xie what kind of technique to learn, and Mo Xie preferred "Open Heaven Poke Shadow". Shui Ji was also taken aback, if the "Open Heaven Poke Shadow" wants to refine it, it must be "Open Heaven Poke Divine Mang", without the young master's "Open Heaven Poke", the Divine Mang can hardly be condensed.

Shui Ji thought about it again and again, and still passed on Mo Xie to "open the sky and poke the shadow". I know that there is no "opening the sky to poke the gods", this technique has been refined, and it is also a chicken rib technique.

The dawn is cold, the dew is clear, and the thin rose-colored morning glow shakes off the blue-blue veil. Mo Xie said goodbye to Shui Ji and Shui Ni, took out Ye Jingtu, and walked through the black reticle of Dangjing Mountain for a while, and escaped into the dense woods.

Although the forgetting people have also passed the Dangjing Mountain, because there are many planters, the deeds are very careful, from the Dangchao Mountain to the Dangjing Mountain, stop and go, detect several times, and only cross the mountain after nine out of ten. It took ten years for Hachiyama.

Mo Ye crossed the mountain road alone and was at ease, although he was a little vigilant, he didn't have to be afraid. Mo Ye sucked ten miles along the black line, and the empty mountains and trees were empty, connecting the five ridges in front of the Dangjing Mountain.

Now Mo Xie has a general understanding of the plant domain. Outside the city, there are three places, which were destroyed because of the ungrateful holy place, and they are surrounded in four directions to protect the city. There are 10,000 ethnic groups in the three lands, and they live in it. Each place has jurisdiction over the border with ten mountains and sixty-seven ridges. Hold on to different important places. Ten Mountains and Sixty-Seven Mountains are the general names of the border systems. In fact, there should be a total of 40 mountains, 268 ridges, and 12 stations in all directions.

After passing the Tree Ridge, the Holy Station, and the Biaomu Ridge, you will arrive at the foot of the Dangjing Mountain. Mo Ye was a little puzzled, the Zhi clan also had a place where the sage lived. After passing the secret station, Mo Xie knew that the secret station of the Dangchao Mountain was used to collect news from the holy domain. The station is opened once a year, although the information is late, it can be regarded as comprehensive.

There is a station on the mountain. Mo Xie only knew after going there that this station was the distribution center of the holy relics of the Holy Domain. Hundreds of miles are stall markets. Mo Xie has seen it in the Holy Domain, but he has never seen it, and he has seen it all here. Spanas, holy weapons, and spells are all sold, and the sellers are all planters. Mo Xie couldn't understand where these holy relics came from.

Mo Xie thought about it, the forgetting clan can betray the Zhi clan, the holy clan scattered hundreds of millions of saints, and it is not surprising that there are a million people who have taken refuge in the Zhi clan. Mo Xie sat on the wooden tree, aware of the blue sky. The eyebrows couldn't help but lock. Strange? The planting domain does not allow the escape, why are there several streamlines flying thousands of miles away?

Mo Evil Divine Consciousness counted his breath and slowly disappeared from his figure.

Shooting stars glittering white across the sky, dazzling brilliance in the blue sky. After a few inhalations, it rested at the col at the junction of the Mumuling and the Lumuling. The three rays of light have just stopped. A giant crystal disk about 100 zhang long appeared, clattering as if the wood in the col was broken.

The light waves on the crystal disk flashed, and six Demon Realm planters condensed in the blue sky, saluting each other. An old planter with broad green leaves on his head snorted. "Dear plant friends, twenty years have passed. I'm waiting for all my efforts, and I'm finally about to reach the Holy Station, and I'll wait to divide the thousand holy slaves in the three crystal plates. The rules remain the same as in previous years, catch the shadow beads. Each bead is a saint, each plant friend catches one hundred and fifty, and the remaining hundred are given to the holy station master as gifts."

The five planters smiled at each other, for five thousand years. The six planters made a living from this, almost every fifty years, and they were caught no less than 100 times. It's been a long time coming, and I don't need to explain much.

There are thousands of holy slaves, and the six planters have their own matches. Who to catch, who to keep, who to want and who not to want, the six planters have bargained.

Thousands of crystals fly into the blue sky, like starlight falling under the delicate sun, bright and shining. The six planters did not dare to slack off, and the six crystal hands were interspersed in the crystal starlight, and one hundred and fifty crystal beads were held in the palm of their hands in an instant. Hundreds of points of crystal light fell sharply in the woods.

The Broad-leaved Old Planter glanced at the crystal bead in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then sighed again. Another plant bag was taken out and thrown into the air, a gust of black wind blew, and the crystal beads that fell on the grass flew into the plant bag.

The broad-leaved old planter raised the planting bag, and after signaling to the planters, he popped out the crystal bubble to seal the planting bag, and each of the six planters punched a rune, and the six-colored light on the crystal wall of the crystal bubble flickered. "Folks, let's start trading."

Six planters landed on the edge of the tree, one with a grass-haired phytologist finger, and a bone table fell in the shade under the tree.

"Oh, I'm scaring my sister with your broken table again, can you change it?" The snow-white pear blossoms blooming on the branches, twisting the delicate and slender waist, shouted like glue and knees.

"Pear Zhiyou, this is the lucky table of Benzhi, since he got it, he has never been defeated against the sage." The grass-haired planter's eyebrows fluttered, and he pinched Lilan's ass hard.

Lilan twisted her waist unwillingly, covered her nose and sat on the bone stool, the thin pear flower fan gently squeezing the turbid yin qi. The thick leaf old planter shook his head, this bone table was refined from the femurs of ten Qi Condensation Realm saints, and its combat power was indeed not low.

In the shadow of the tree, the six planters exchanged their favorite sages.

"Ahh

"That, oh, that white and tender little saintess, I will definitely keep it for use if I catch it, so that I will not exchange it with you." The grass-haired planter was busy with the divine consciousness sack and sighed.

The other four planters all shook their heads busily. "Okay, don't give it to me, if I find out who has her, don't blame me for Lilan's face."

The thick leaf old plant twisted his beard and smiled. "Pear Zhiyou, no one dares to ask for your treasure, it must be in the holy bag for the master of the holy station, and you will redeem it yourself when you get to the holy station."

Lilan's pink-white face pulled the elder, and the six planters had an agreement, and the crystal beads sealed in the holy bag could not be moved.

The crystal bead in the sacred bag is called the "Holy Name Pearl", and the bead is sealed with several wisps of divine consciousness of the holy slave. Once the Holy Slave Divine Consciousness is imprisoned in the "Holy Name Pearl", the Divine Consciousness is confused and at the mercy of the Divine Consciousness, and can only obey the orders of the bearer.

The sale of saints in Dangjing Mountain is to sell the "Holy Name Pearl". Whoever has the pearl in his hand, the Holy One will be to whomever it is.

"Hehehe, Lilan Zhiyou, I said that the beautiful saint belongs to me! You hid, tucked, and protected it, and you gave it to the station master. Hey, when it comes to the master's hand, he will not become a servant, but also a Ding slave, and he will be blind with a good body of flesh and skin, and give it to me, and he can also refine a good planter." The grass head plant laughed without a good voice, and the excitement on his face was indescribable.

"Get out, you must have done it." Lilan slapped the table, and there was a great deal of momentum, so frightened that the grass-headed planter put away the bone table and fled to the crystal disk.

"Okay, okay, go back to the holy station and think about it, the barren mountains and mountains still want to fight." The thick-leaved old planter rebuked sharply.

A woman with a brown plum blossom on her head grabbed the pear orchid, and the five planters flew into the blue sky, counted the "Holy Name Pearls" and moved their holy slaves to their respective crystal disks.

The crystal light flashed on the ground of the Yumu Valley, and the six crystal disks flew towards the Lumu Mountain in an instant. After a few inhalations, among the green leaves of the trees, Mo Ye faintly condensed, and his divine sense glanced at the crystal disk thousands of miles away. Slowly stretch out your palms.

Looking at the two "Holy Name Beads" in his palm, the lips of the book trembled, and his eyes were like bells, and he gradually condensed a burst of murderous aura. He yelled fiercely. "Let you go to Shengyun City, how did you get to the Plant"?

Mo Xie didn't want to enter the holy station, more things are better than less, but now he has to break into the holy station when he sees the "Holy Name Pearl" in his hand. Mo Xie carefully put away the two "Holy Name Beads", glanced at the Tree Mountain, and fled into the Tree Tree with one head, and fled towards the Holy Station.

The spruce trees stand upright, as if wearing pink suits, and the ranks are neat, and the branches of the trees are clinging to form a thick wall of trees. The road shook the wall of the branches, and the leaves shook the shade.

Poof, Mo Xie stumbled and fell out of the cedar tree. In front of the cedar wall stood a dense crowd of planters. A huge crystal screen flashed with red letters, "The 'Six Holy Alliance' has nine hundred new holy slaves, the holy women are graceful, and the saints are dignified and free. The quantity is limited, and the highest price gets".

Mo Ye's eyelids fluttered, and he cursed in his heart. "Damn, the one who dares to sell the saint in the planting domain, the one who kills a thousand."

Mo Xie hurriedly saluted the oily flowers and leaves beside him. "Zhiyou, I don't know how to buy a holy slave."

The oily flowers and leaves are planted with a smile. "What's the matter? The first time Zhiyou came to the Holy Station, then you have to take a good stroll, and the station will open in a while, there are a lot of new things in it, and it is up to Zhishi to do it."

Mo Ye was confused. "Zhiyou, I don't know how to buy a holy slave."

The oily flower and leaf planting girl covered her small mouth and laughed non-stop. "Go inside and see what you'll see."

Mo Xie was so angry that he was straight and. Looked at the cedar wall with no interest. Divine consciousness glanced at the sleeping beauty in Danhai, hey! Shake off the shopkeeper, wake up ten times in ten years, not half an hour at a time, and fall asleep again in a blink of an eye, I want to ask her something, I hope for the stars, I hope for the moon, but I can't hope for it.

The spatial leaf-shaped door suddenly pulled over the heads of the planters, and pieces of golden petals fluttered down, and the entire glade was like a golden ocean, fragrant, and the petite petals were overflowing.

Hula, tens of thousands of planters moved, flying insects flying all over the sky, competing for golden petals. In an instant, the gentle nature of the planter changed, and the fierce one shouted, scolded, and grabbed in the air.

The slender and delicate figure floated out of the leaf-shaped crystal gate, and the skirt swaying in the wind turned into a coquettish laughter.

"Stop!" A jade tree planter in the wind stepped out of the leaf-shaped door and shouted with a pleasant sound of a kite. Tens of thousands of planters fell back to the ground, and the planters with golden petals in their hands hurriedly raised their hands and saluted the slender shadow respectfully.

Mo Xie looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be startled, the slender shadow was blocked by the hazy light cover, and he couldn't see his face clearly, so he could only vaguely look at the shadow. The planter of the jade tree in the wind turned out to be a saint, and among the ten planters who stepped out of the leaf-shaped crystal gate, three were planters and seven were saints.

"Those who get the 'Golden Desire Petal' can enter the station directly with the young master." The Yushu Linfeng Saint shouted pleasantly and stepped back respectfully.

Hundreds of planters chanted. "Young master Wanqiu, cover the planting area".

Mo Xie didn't hold back the music, ran away, and hurriedly covered his mouth. I smiled in my heart. "Damn, I can't even see my face, and I still can't cover the planting domain." (To be continued......)