Mo Xian pretended to sigh: "But my friend Taichu and I fell in love with him at first sight. Moreover, looking at the laws of the gods of fellow Taichu, it seems that they are not in line with the power of heaven and earth. This magic weapon should be used by fellow Taoists."
As he said that, Mo Xianlin raised his hand and waved his hand, and a round bronze mirror appeared in front of him.
The surface of this bronze mirror is extremely smooth, but the whole body is wrapped in a simple but indistinguishable material.
It seems that there is an abyss that is constantly devouring the surrounding laws, and then emits a completely different aura of danger.
"What is this?" Li Qianchou frowned.
"This bronze mirror seems to be able to transform the laws of this world! I'm really surprised." Wan Guiyi also exclaimed.
"This thing is called Yin and Yang Tianxuan Mirror, which was obtained by chance when I was exploring the abyss and the Jedi."
Mo Xian said proudly: "The Yin-Yang Heavenly Mirror is extremely mysterious and can transform the laws of heaven. I think that there are two gods in Taichu. One of them should be related to the Demon Realm. This Heavenly Mirror can be just for Taichu.
Fellow Taoist use it.”
As he said that, he raised his hand and the Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror flew directly towards Jiang Tian.
Jiang Tian raised his hand and grabbed the Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror in his hand, and a trace of spiritual consciousness penetrated it.
"It's not bad!"
He smiled slightly. If he uses this object to cultivate the Demon Emperor God of the Prison-Suppressing Demon, he will achieve twice the result with half the effort!
The Demon Emperor God of Prison-Suppressing Prison-Suppressing Originally belongs to the Demon Realm. Even though it is extremely powerful, it is somewhat unacceptable to the local conditions, whether in the Central Galaxy or the Pseudo-Immortal Realm.
It’s like a person who suddenly goes to a strange world. If he doesn’t get used to eating, he naturally can’t eat well or sleep well. Even if he has a good appetite, it will definitely be better if he can eat the food in his hometown.
This Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror is like an omnipotent pot, which can directly convert local ingredients into hometown dishes, which is the demonic energy cultivated and grown by the Demon Emperor God of the Prison-Suppressing Demon Emperor.
"In this case, thank you fellow Taoist Mo!"
Jiang Tian is not polite.
This Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror is useless to other people in this world, but for Jiang Tian, it is simply timely rain.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, you are kind."
Mo Xianlin bowed and said, "Fellow Taoist Taichu, I don't give you this Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror to make you return to Xianzhen Sect with me. Don't disturb your decision because of this."
"Old man!"
"Shameless!"
Wan Guiyi and Li Qianchou both cursed inwardly.
How could I not know that Mo Xianlin clearly took retreat as an advance.
Jiang Tian has taken away his Yin-Yang Tianxuan Mirror, how could he go with others?
It's really hateful.
They also wanted to take out a few magic weapons and artifacts and give them to Jiang Tian, but after thinking about it carefully, they immediately thought of the deflated ball.
My own sect is not as profound as the Xianzhen sect, and there is really no magic weapon for law transformation.
Jiang Tian couldn't see Mo Xianlin's little abacus, and immediately smiled and said, "Brother Li, Brother Wan, thank you for your kindness. I'll decide to go to Xianzhen Sect with Brother Mo."
"As for the two sects, if you have time another day, you will definitely come to visit me!"
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, you are kind."
Li Qianchou and Wan Guiyi handed over
"So great! Fellow Taoist Taichu, why don't we set off now!"
Mo Xianlin nodded slightly, showing joy in his expression.
Li Zhen’s half of the body, plus thousands of immortal seedlings, and this peerless immortal seedling Jiang Tian!
Although today was quite tortuous, I finally gained the most.
"Brother Mo, have you forgotten something?" Wan Guiyi snorted coldly.
"What's the matter?" Mo Xianlin was stunned.
"Of course it's a fairy seedling!"
Li Qianchou said dissatisfiedly: "This fairy seedling has been won by us together. You don't want to embezzle it, right?"
Although I didn't see Mo Xianlin collecting the immortal seedlings with my own eyes, Li Qianchou and Wan Guiyi could figure it out with their toes that these thousands of immortal seedlings must have been taken away by Mo Xianlin with the Qiankun bag of All Things.
"Ha, so that's it! The fairy seedling is indeed here with me."
Mo Xianlin pondered and said, "But how to allocate this, what are the two of you?"
"Of course it's evenly divided." Li Qianchou snorted coldly.
"Well, I agree to the equal division, too." Wan Gui nodded.
"Equal division? Don't forget that both of you have collected them in the past."
Mo Xianlin smiled and said, "But the situation this year is special. It will be the Immortal Ancient Conference soon. How about we allocate this fairy seedling by relying on our strength and ranking?"
The Immortal Ancient Conference is a competition once every thousand years among many sects in this world.
All sects of holy sons and saints and outstanding disciples can participate, rank a ranking, and divide power and spheres of influence.
Li Qianchou and Wan Guiyi frowned and pondered.
Now all the fairy seedlings are in Mo Xianlin's hands. If he really cheats on others, Wan Guiyi and Li Qianchou really have no choice.
After all, Xianzhen Sect is the largest sect.
It would be impossible to distribute the immortal seedlings through the Immortal Ancient Conference.
"In this way, let's allocate according to the ranking of the Immortal Ancient Conference!" Li Qianchou nodded.
"But I want to lay a magic circle in the universe bag of all things."
Wan Guiyi said immediately.
Jiang Tian’s peerless fairy seedling did not follow him, and he was already in great pain. Who knew that after the old boy Mo Xianlin returned to the sect, would he choose the fairy seedlings with good qualifications in advance?
Laying a magic circle is also a kind of guarantee.
"sure!"
Mo Xianlin couldn't help but feel funny. He had already taken Jiang Tian away, and he really didn't like this fairy seedling.
But then again, Xianmiao is a resource after all, and it cannot be cheaper for Li Qianchou and Wan Guiyi.
He immediately raised his hand and waved his hand, and the bag of everything flew out.
Li Qianchou bounced his fingers, and Wan Guiyi stretched out his hand in front of him, and two rays of light flashed over the belt of the universe.
Mo Xianlin took back the bag of all things and bowed and smiled, "Two fellow Taoists, let's have a goodbye!"
"It's gone." Li Qianchou and Wan Guiyi were in a bad mood and ignored Mo Xianlin.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, let's go."
Wan Guiyi sacrificed a flying sword and stepped on the sword.
Jiang Tian also took one step forward and used the Kunpeng law, following closely behind.
Ju Zhen Mountain, with a radius of tens of millions of miles, is located directly below the rift of the Chaos Mitian Formation Zhen character.
The Xianzhen Sect is located at the center of Juzhen Mountain.
It took Mo Xianlin and Jiang Tian two to two quarters of an hour to finally arrive near the Xianzhen Sect.
I saw a beautiful land of fairy and beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains, and hundreds of dangerous mountains and peaks stand among them. The palaces are continuous and the bright light of the treasures are really beautiful, just like a heavenly palace.
"Fellow Daoist Taichu, wait until I open the formation of protecting the sect!"
Mo Xianlin raised his hand and waved his hand, and several repeated and complicated formations around him lit up.
Above the main peak in the center, an extremely powerful beam of light rose into the sky and shone directly on Jiang Tian and Mo Xianlin.
"The sect leader is back!"
Many disciples of the Xianzhen Sect saw this light and immediately knew who the visitor was, and they all came to Mo Xianlin and Jiang Tian.
In a moment, hundreds of monks on the flying sword flew over, and the leader was a tall and extraordinary young man.
"Master!"
The young man bowed slightly.
This person is named Zhao Wuji, who is the saint son of Xianzhen Sect, and has a cultivation level of returning to the void half-step.
"Well, where is Youran? Why don't you come out to greet me?" Mo Xianlin frowned.
"Father, I'm just one step late!"
As soon as Mo Xianlin finished speaking, he saw a woman wearing pink silk dress coming on a flying sword.
It looks about eighteen or nineteen years old, with long legs and a slender waist, which is the most beautiful age for a woman.
"Well, it's not peaceful recently. Remember not to run around and cause trouble."
Mo Xianlin touched Mo Youran's head in a doting way.
"I know! Father, who is this?"
Mo Youran looked at Jiang Tian beside him and his eyes suddenly lit up.
This person has profound facial features and extraordinary temperament. The eyes are full of depth and vicissitudes, which is exactly the type he likes.
"This is a fellow Taoist Taichu who was swept up by the ancient immortal formation and has a high level of cultivation. I invited it back." Mo Xianlin introduced.