As soon as the blood dripped in, a fight broke out in the spirit beast bag.

Mo Wushuang's eyes lit up, his own blood was really useful.

The newly hatched ghost worms are almost harmless and very fragile, so Mo Wushuang can only raise them like this first.

Because True Monarch Bai Yu left Nine Heavens Sect, Mo Lingxiao's alchemy ceremony was put on hold.

Mo Lingxiao is a cultivator of the Golden Department of Tianlinggen, and there is almost no suspense about being able to form alchemy smoothly. Being able to form alchemy at the age of seventy is considered a genius monk in the Zhongwu Continent, and the future is definitely promising.

Time flies, and a year has passed like this. Apart from getting together with the three brothers and sisters, Mo Lingxiao is almost busy refining his natal magic weapon and consolidating his cultivation this year.

In addition to alchemy, Mo Wushuang has also made a little progress in the art of refining weapons.

True Monarch Bai Yu didn't know where he went, and he still didn't turn around.

On this day, the four brothers and sisters gathered in Mo Wushuang's yard to have a few drinks, since Bai Yunhe drank monkey wine once at Mo Wushuang's place.

From time to time, he would bring his elder brother to her place for a drink. Mo Lingxiao's cave was not far from Mo Wushuang's cave, and when he smelled the aroma of wine, he also came to join in the fun.

Mo Wushuang hugged the wine gourd in his hand like a baby, "Three senior brothers, you almost drank all my wine. I originally wanted to wait for Master to come back to honor his old man. You three drunkards,

This monkey wine is a rare and good thing, it is more than enough to pass the customs, and it has been ruined by you. "

Bai Yunhe's cheeks were slightly red, and he took a shot of wine, "Because this wine is a good thing, when the master comes back, there will be no room for us.

I feel faint signs of a breakthrough recently, thanks to the pills and spirit wine of my junior sister, I have just formed pills for only a dozen years. "

Mo Wushuang's eyes lit up, "That's really great."

The four brothers and sisters were talking happily, when one of them walked in, the four of them stopped talking.

When the visitor saw the leisurely four people, he said with a smile, "You are all hiding here with Junior Sister Mo."

Bai Yunhe winked at Mo Wushuang, signaling her to quickly put away the jug.

Mo Wushuang understood, and quietly put the wine gourd into the storage bag.

Mo Lingxiao stood up and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Liu, why did you come over to Junior Sister?"

The person who came was none other than the deacon elder Liu Tianshan of the Vermilion Bird Hall, who had cultivated in the middle stage of alchemy and was also the only disciple under the name of Chenghui Zhenjun. On weekdays, some of the appropriate sizes in the Vermilion Bird Hall were handled by this Senior Brother Liu.

Liu Tianshan glanced at the empty table, smiled and said, "I'm here today to confirm the list for next month's contest."

Because Liu Tianshan was older, Bai Yunfei usually called him Senior Brother Liu.

"Senior Brother Liu, Yunhe and I will participate in this year's competition."

Mo Lingxiao followed closely and said, "I will also participate."

Bai Yunfei glared at him, "You just formed an alchemy, don't mess around."

Mo Lingxiao: "Why am I messing around? I just finished refining my talisman, and I'm looking for someone to try it out. Don't worry, I'll do what I can. If I can't beat it, I can admit defeat."

Bai Yunhe exposed him without hesitation, "With your character, you will bow your head and admit defeat."

Mo Lingxiao no longer gave Bai Yunfei a chance to speak, "Senior Brother Liu, count me in."

Mo Wushuang also poked his head out from behind Mo Lingxiao and raised his hand, "Uncle Liu, count me in too."

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