"Everyone who is supposed to come has come." Ancestor Qi Gao looked around at the people who came uninvited to the Tribulation Realm and said with a smile, "Should you all avoid it for the time being and don't disturb our search?"
Someone laughed and said: "This misty mountain range is not your Tianyun Sect's territory. Brother Qi Gao should not be qualified to drive away guests."
"That's true." Many people agreed, "You see, Tianyin Sect didn't say anything. Tianyin Sect is also one of the three major forces in your south. It stands to reason that Tianyin Sect's disciples also discovered this fog spirit.
, are also qualified to compete for this fog spirit, why does your Tianyun Sect take the lead?"
Old Mother Beiqiu pressed her eyes and sighed: "Hey, there are still some sensible people after all. Now that Tianyun Sect is so powerful, they are starting to be unreasonable, hey, hey, hey."
In full view of everyone, Old Mother Beiqiu sighed three times, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.
A black-robed demon cultivator from the north echoed: "My dear mother, if you are under the eaves, please learn to lower your head."
Ancestor Qi Gao looked at the northern demon cultivator and said with a sarcastic smile: "You two demon couple are really good at singing."
"It's a shame, it's a shame." The devil cultivator showed humility on his face, "I'm just telling the truth. Your Tianyun Sect is overwhelming others with power. Everyone present can see it clearly. It's rare that we can't allow us to tell the truth.
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Lei Yihu stroked his beard and sighed: "You humans, why are there so many fallacies and shameless people?"
Ancestor Qi Min sipped his wine and said with a smile: "Who says otherwise? The greater your ability, the thicker your skin, and the more shameless you will become."
"Tsk, it's shameless to admit it yourself." The group of evil cultivators in the north were also happy, "We are all old monsters with thousands of years of history, and we have thick skin for a long time. You decent people are no different from our evil sect.
Come, come, let your decent disciples and grandsons see how thick-skinned their upright ancestors are, how shameless they are."
For a time, those evil cultivators, including poisonous cultivators, were all happy.
"Having a thick skin doesn't mean that you don't distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil." Not to be outdone, the decent monk choked, "How long can your evil sect be so rampant? Heaven will take care of it."
"Oh, thousands of years ago, our evil sect was still ascending. Heaven will not just stare at us."
The white mist was flowing, and the bosses from both sides were quarreling with each other.
"On purpose."
Little Pegasus saw it and said to Little Huzi: "These big guys are deliberately making noises to delay time. They don't want to leave, let alone give their advantages to Tianyun Sect."
An Qingli was also a little speechless. These big guys were so thick-skinned that they were truly invincible.
This mist spirit is of a high level, and should be much higher than the Smelting Fire. However, the Smelting Fire has the innate magical power of refining weapons, while the Mist Spirit has the ability to hide and possess people.
Such a powerful concealment ability is much better than that of a small Lingxi. It is a good helper in assassinating the enemy. It is no wonder that this group of tribulation masters are shamelessly fighting for it.
Shangshan looked at the sleeves of Patriarch Qi Gao's robe, and there was a green fence in the sleeves of Patriarch Qi Gao.
"Excuse me." Shangshan lowered his eyes and moved his lips slightly.
An Qingli understood and took out the jade slip of summons.
In fact, it is very simple to resolve disputes and quarrels. All you need is to crush them with absolute strength.
Mu Sheng received a summons from his disciple. It was rare that this evil disciple took the initiative to contact him this time after leaving the sect for ten years.
"Why, evil disciple, do you still remember that you have me as your master?" Mu Sheng frowned and turned over ancient books under the jasper tree. The ancient books recorded the recipe for refining the Ascension Pill, but the two immortal plants in it had already been
Extinct in the Borderlands.
So this Ascension Pill can probably only be seen.
"Master will always be in my disciple's heart, and I dare not forget him at all times." An Qingli's mood suddenly became brighter when he heard Mu Sheng's voice, and he quickly said, "Master, someone slandered our Tianyun Sect for using power to suppress others.
Disciple feels that he cannot bear this blame in vain and must take advantage of this power to make it real."
"Then what are you going to do?" Mu Sheng didn't ask about the ins and outs of the matter, and directly planned to contribute.
An Qingli said: "Dozens of people in the Tribulation Realm are making noise, so we need to ask the ninth-level Lei Yihu seniors to calm down the situation."
"Dozens of Tribulation Realms, so lively?" Mu Sheng's heart moved. There must be a good treasure in the world, and maybe it is the Immortal Plant he wants.
Since taking the Juyun Pill, he often feels that his wishes have come true, and he is thinking about some high-level spiritual plant. Within a few days, the high-level spiritual plant will be delivered to his door by other monks.
But yes, he is the only ninth-grade alchemy master left in the world of cultivation, and he is also a super ninth-grade alchemy master. Those big sects and powerful forces, if they don't send their spiritual plants to Mu Sheng, where else can they send them.
Moreover, Mu Sheng is a super ninth-grade alchemy master. As long as the quality of the materials is good enough, all the elixirs he can concoct will be top-grade elixirs.
In order to get high-quality elixirs, some sects even took out the reserves of spiritual plants at the bottom of the box.
If Mu Sheng is missed, there may be a ninth-grade alchemist in the next few thousand years, but it will be difficult to produce a ninth-grade alchemist.
The super-ninth-grade alchemy master is a miracle in the entire Bianlan world, and he is somewhat of a comeback.
In other words, once Mu Sheng no longer exists, the decline of the entire Bianlan Realm will accelerate.
Of course, this sigh of relief is only the understanding of some high-level bosses.
Mu Sheng thought about the good treasure that even the Tribulation Realm wanted to fight for, and said happily: "Well, good disciple, you wait for now, my master will be here soon."
Then, before An Qingli could continue to speak, Mu Sheng hung up the message slip, put on a gorgeous robe, hugged the little fox who loved to join in the fun, and left Xiaojing Lake.
The ninth-level thunder-winged tiger jumped out from the forbidden area in the back mountain. With a sweep of its eyes, it locked onto the crowded exit and took Mu Sheng to the lively place.
Qiu Xuanjing came out of the sect master's hall with his hands behind his back and looked up at the gloomy sky. It was a good day again.
Originally, there was no need to mobilize so many troops to deal with the mist spirit, but the Tianyin Sect did not stop and immediately notified other forces to disrupt the contract between the mist spirit and the Supreme Being.
An Qingli reluctantly put away the jade slip in his ancestor's sleeve. It stands to reason that the master is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and I don't know why he showed up in person this time.
Besides, this mist spirit was taken for good, and I don’t know if the master will lose face and not help him after knowing the truth.
Everyone in mid-air looked at the white mist below.
There are both the Divine Transformation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm, and Old Mother Beiqiu, who was forced to go into the air, is also there.
One person, a demon cultivator, and a red-furred fox suddenly appeared in the crowd.
It came so quickly, in the eyes of most people, it was like suddenly appearing out of thin air.
"Ha, it's so lively again." Mu Sheng held the little fox in his arms, put his consciousness into the white mist below, and said in a good mood.
"Yes, Grandmaster." It wasn't until Mu Sheng's voice fell that someone finally fixed their eyes and saw clearly Mu Sheng dressed up in gorgeous clothes.
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