Carry out obscenity to the end

It was getting late, and there were a few divine lights inside, so majestic and restrained that even a strong man like Mr. Liang couldn't detect the slightest difference. A team dressed in ordinary clothes was passing through the valley where Jiabingwei was.

They came in a hurry and left in a blink of an eye.And after they left the valley, the place where Jiabingwei was was already empty.

Mo Yi was still lying leisurely in the gathering spirit array basking in the sun, he didn't need to deliberately cultivate at all, all he lacked was spiritual power.

Twenty colorful auspicious beads, he doubled the price in a dark heart, and completely emptied the spiritual stone reserves of Xianyun Dao, and brought back a few Fuling elixir by the way. It sounds like Lingshi is extremely bold, and even [-]% of his spiritual power has recovered.

The spiritual energy of the spirit stones in the spirit-gathering formation was exhausted again, Nalanyan left the shade of the tree, and helped Mo Yi to arrange it again. After so many days, Mo Yi, who loved being lazy the most, taught Nalanyan how to arrange the spirit-gathering formation. This task has been thrown to Na Lanyan. [

Nalanyan's arrangements are extremely proficient, and her techniques are extremely clean and neat, but every time she arranges formations, there is always a hint of doubt.

Because of the size of the courtyard, it only takes a few million spirit stones at most to set up a spirit-gathering array, but Mo Yi is a big eater, and the spirit-gathering array can only last for an hour at a time.

Consuming spirit stones is not critical, Mo Yi is a black-hearted extravagant person, the speed at which he earns spirit stones is unimaginable, just the spirit stones of the storage ring in his hand, let Na Lanyan, a person from a family background , looking at the heart shaking.

What she was puzzled about was that even if it was his father, absorbing such a huge amount of spirit stones every day would have already exploded his body.

But this pink and tender person is so practicable, only see the spiritual energy vortex into the body, and there is no more sound.

Mo Yi didn't want to explain this question to Na Lanyan, he yawned, and called out to Mo Yu who was fighting on the stone table: "Silly son, bring me a plate of fruit to satisfy my greed."

Mo Yu hummed, and came to Mo Yi with a plate full of flowers and fruits.

Hualingguo is a special product of Xianyun Dao. It is rich in spiritual energy and expensive. Long-term consumption can clear the mind and calm the mind, and solidify the foundation. It is not something that ordinary disciples can consume.

But now the flowers and fruits of Xianyun Dao are almost all wrapped up in the errand grass, and other more valuable and delicious ones, such as dried cattails and lark peaches, have also been swept away.

Xuancao is like a ghost entering the village, sweeping up all kinds of spiritual food, humming under the eyes of everyone's extreme envy and hatred

"We are not short of money, we are not short of money."

Mo Yi took it, then picked up a hualingguo, pointed out an arc, Mo Yu raised his head and opened his mouth, just fell into his mouth, chewed it lightly a few times, and the smile on his face was even wider.

"Is it delicious? Silly son." Mo Yi asked Mo Yu with a smile

"Delicious!" Mo Yu nodded.

"You can eat more if it's delicious."

"kindness."

"In a short time, someone will come to trouble your father. At that time, my dear son, my father will rely on you to protect him."

"Whoever dares to bully father, Mo Yu will beat them to death." Mo Yu waved his fist, and in an instant he turned back to his original form, picking up flowers and fruits from his plate and stuffing them into his mouth.

"What a silly son, if you are not busy eating when you say this, I must be very happy, dad. Go and play by yourself!" [

Mo Yi scolded with a smile.

"Is it troublesome? It's coming after all!" Nalanyan, who fell in love with the warm life now, felt a haze in her heart. For such a person, such a fetish, peace and tranquility is still an extravagant hope.

Here comes the trouble.

The way of the sky is like a raptor crossing the border. More than two thousand monks ride the clouds and ride the wind.

Xianyun Dao's mountain protection formation had already been opened, but it was defeated by Elder Hua and more than 20 prefecture-level elders in less than a cup of tea.

Qiongcang Road set foot on Cangluo Mountain, which has been in peace for more than 100 years.

"Everyone has come from afar, and the humble sect has not come to welcome you, so don't be surprised if you still look forward to it."

In Cangluo Mountain's most spacious and flat martial arts arena, Mo Qianfeng stood at the front with a calm and composed expression. Behind him were the elders and the disciples of Xianyun Dao who had been preparing for the battle for a long time.

"As expected of a 'Confucian' gentleman, Mo Qianfeng, who was knocked on the door, and still has such self-cultivation. I wonder if you still remember me as an old friend?"

Yeluling didn't have that murderous look on her face, instead she smiled with a faint reminiscence like seeing a long-lost friend.

The Confucian gentleman has long been in his memory, and he has not heard it for many years. Things that he thought would pass forever, will never pass.

Mo Qianfeng sighed in his heart, stared at Yeluling for a long time, and then said leisurely: "I didn't expect that this time, you, the 'proud' gentleman Yeluling, will lead the team. What happened back then has become a cloud, and now the old people reunite. The situation is really unfortunate.”

Yeluling smiled and said: "Back then, our five gentlemen were equally famous, so we had some kind of friendship. I don't want Brother Mo to be forced to leave the Central Region by the head of the four princes. It's really sad. But I don't want Brother Mo to be here alone. The desolate southeast region has laid such a foundation, and I never thought that the legend of the fairyland will come true, and the rise of Xianyundao will be imminent, so I really have to congratulate."

Mo Qianfeng concealed the pain of the past, and said calmly: "The past is irretrievable, so it would be good to mention it again. Today~ your army of Qiongtian Dao is overwhelming, do you really want to overthrow my Immortal Cloud Dao? You must know that when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits I, Xian Yundao, fight against the strong sect, even if I lose, I will surely injure you all, don't let others take advantage of it and make a joke."

Yeluling smiled proudly: "For the sake of becoming an immortal, a little sacrifice is nothing. Before that, I, Qiong Cang Dao, did not hesitate to take down Xianyun Dao, the overlord sect in the southeast. I was born in the Immortal Realm, and I was blessed with good luck. In the southeast region, which is the closest to the fairyland, you will definitely receive the blessings of the heavens. The chances of obtaining the opportunity to become immortals are far higher than those of other sects. Especially you, the overlord of the southeast region, will be favored by the heavens. Even if I don’t take it , there must be many other sects coming to take it."

"However, I have changed my mind recently. As long as you are willing, brother Mo, I, Qiongcang, are willing to return this and give you an apology, so as not to infringe on your immortal cloud way. You and I can also form an offensive and defensive alliance to conspire to become an immortal. .”

Mo Qianfeng showed a look of surprise, and said in a deep voice: "This is not in line with your domineering and domineering style. You must ask for something when you are courteous. I am afraid that I, Xianyundao, cannot afford what you want from a gentleman. "

Yeluling's face turned cold: "You have to give if you can afford it, and you have to give if you can't afford it. We only need one person, Mo Yi, the eldest son of the Mo family. This is not something you Xianyundao can have."