"Stop in front, hand over the flying boat and storage bag, and I will spare your life." Behind Gu Qingxi and the others, several monks appeared, and the leading monk shouted arrogantly.
Gu Qingxi turned around and saw an ax flying under the leader's feet. In the world of cultivation, not all sword cultivators' weapons are swords. Sword cultivators are just a general term. Most people use swords as weapons.
There are also people who use knives, guns, halberds, axes, whips, sticks, etc. Almost all eighteen kinds of weapons are used by people.
But the first time Gu Qingxi saw the Royal Ax flying was the first time.
Gu Qingxi was a little confused and looked at Mo Tianchen: "Master, are we being robbed?" What should we do now? Run or fight? Since she came to this world, she seems to have never traveled far.
.I have never encountered anything like this.
"No, we encountered a fat sheep that came to our door." Mo Tianchen took a leisurely sip of the spiritual tea and said slowly.
Gu Qingxi's eyes widened, what the master said makes sense!
Gu Qingxi felt blessed instantly. She understood why this spiritual boat looked so shabby on the outside, and why the master suppressed his cultivation and pretended to be a foundation-building monk.
We're fishing here! No, we're catching it now.
Could this be Master's secret method of making money?
"No, that's not the case. Usually those who come to rob are poor. Why would the rich come to rob?" Mo Tianchen seemed to have seen what Gu Qingxi was thinking, and said slowly.
What Master said makes sense! Gu Qingxi looked at Master with stars in his eyes.
"But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. There's no reason not to reject the mosquitoes that come to your door." Mo Tianchen smiled in confusion.
Gu Qingxi nodded again and again.
The master's words spoke to her heart. In the last days, there will be people who take advantage of their own powers or form gangs to rob other people's supplies. These are considered minor. Many extremely evil people kill people, rob supplies, and leave women to be humiliated.
Gu Qingxi would never be lenient when encountering someone like this. He would fight back and then touch the corpse.
Mo Tianchen asked Gu Qingxi to slow down and wait for the monks behind to catch up.
There were three men and one woman who caught up. The leader of the ax flying was a male monk of the Golden Core, who should be in the early stage of the Golden Core.
They had already discovered that there were only two people on the airship in front of them, both of whom were of foundation-building cultivation. They would get rich if they robbed this airship!
Mo Tianchen stood on the bow of the boat with his hands folded, looking at the group of people, and said with a smile: "Leave the storage bag, and then get out."
These people looked at Mo Tianchen in disbelief, as if Mo Tianchen was telling some big joke, they burst into laughter, and everyone fell forward and backward in laughter.
The next moment, several people almost knelt down on their weapons.
Mo Tianchen released his suppressed cultivation, and the pressure of the divine transformation stage instantly made these monks' livers and gallbladders burst.
"Senior, senior, you guys are blind, I'm disturbing you, get out now, get out now!" Not only did the leader's voice tremble, but his whole body was trembling. He respectfully took off the storage bag from his waist, and quickly
I carefully erased the marks on the storage bag and carefully placed it on the bow of the boat.
Several other monks also followed the instructions with pale faces.
After handing in the storage bag, they did not dare to leave immediately. Instead, they floated respectfully to the side, waiting for Mo Tianchen's next instruction. They were afraid that Mo Tianchen would raise his hand and kill them.
"Get out!" Mo Tianchen shouted softly.
The monks were relieved, controlled the weapons at their feet, ran very fast, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mo Tianchen looked at the storage bag placed on the spirit boat and said to Gu Qingxi: "Go and order some, and it will be regarded as the pocket money given to you by the teacher."
Gu Qingxi nodded, happily picked up the storage bag, and began to pour the contents into the boat. The storage bags had all erased the consciousness of their previous owners, so there was no effort. After counting, there were a thousand in them.
More low-grade spiritual stones, a few bottles of Xiaohuan Dan, two bottles of Bigu Pill, a few first-level herbs, and a piece of first-level ore.
This is the total contents of four storage bags.
Ah, these monks are so poor.
Gu Qingxi sighed in her heart.
However, these were all delivered to the door for free, which was a pleasure. Gu Qingxi collected all the things and packed the storage bags. These could also be sold for some money. Although there were not many, mosquitoes were still meat no matter how small they were.
Mo Tianchen suppressed his cultivation again and sat in the boat awning to drink tea.
Gu Qingxi took the helm and continued to fly forward. After just driving the flying boat for a while, Gu Qingxi got bored and let the spirit boat fly by itself. She sat on the board of the spirit boat and took out the spirit beast eggs to play with.
The spirit beast egg has not hatched these days, but Gu Qingxi can feel that the spirit beast inside is becoming more and more active, and its vitality is getting stronger and stronger. Sometimes when getting up in the morning, it will roll onto Gu Qingxi's head.
Roll in a circle.
Gu Qingxi poured some spiritual power into the spirit beast egg, and the spirit beast egg rolled around in her palm, seemingly very happy.
She then remembered the storage bag given by Uncle Yu, which seemed to contain the little guy's rations. Gu Qingxi was shocked when she opened the storage bag and explored it. Ah, so many spirit stones? There are at least thirty thousand spirit stones.
Shi. However, Gu Qingxi didn't plan to touch the money. They were all used as food for the spirit beast eggs.
The spirit boat flew forward slowly, without encountering any robbers on the way, and arrived at the Supreme Sect smoothly.
Gu Qingxi suspected that those few robbers had tipped off other robbers to be wary of their spiritual boat, which contained strong men who were pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, so no one came to rob it again.
Arriving at the Supreme Sect, Gu Qingxi looked at the sect from a distance and marveled at the scale of the sect. The vast swaths of mountains were covered with palaces and houses of the Supreme Sect. The main peak was the tallest and largest mountain, and the main hall seemed
It is built of white jade, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.
Countless disciples in uniform uniforms were flying over the Supreme Sect. The square and the main hall on the main peak were no-fly zones. There were disciples flying across the other peaks. Some cranes were also flying and chirping.
Gu Qingxi observed that the clothes of the disciples were all better than those of the Tianqing Sect. Even the nameplates on their waists were made of jade. The disciples of the Supreme Sect had the word "expensive" written all over their bodies.
Word, rich.
"The Supreme Sect is the largest sect in the world of cultivation, and of course they are also the richest sect. In fact, among the top ten sects, only the Sword Sect is the poorest." Mo Tianchen seemed to notice that Gu Qingxi was sizing him up.
What? Just explain.
Sword Sect, you know, is that sect where all swordsmen are cultivators. The first lesson in cultivation is to learn Bigu.
The sects in the world of cultivation are also divided into levels. In the Xuanhuang world, the Tianqing sect is a Xuanpin sect, and the Supreme sect is a Tianpin sect. Even though they appear to be only separated by two levels, the actual difference is very huge. Not to mention the number of people.
The difference lies in resources and strength. The strength of Tianpin Sect is far beyond that of Xuanpin Sect.
And Mo Tianchen's old friend is actually the leader of the Supreme Sect!
This gave Gu Qingxi a strange illusion, as if a poor man had a rich, handsome relative...
Of course the poor person refers to the master, and the rich and handsome relative naturally refers to the head of the Supreme Sect.