The journey was calm and calm, and Mu Qianxi and the others successfully arrived at the Prison Emperor Sect.
Mu Qianxi said: "This sect master will not entertain you anymore. If you believe us, the young city master will be able to recover in half a month. If you don't believe me, now the city master Wanjing can take people back."
She was not familiar with the Lord of Wanjing City, so she agreed to the treatment for the sake of Shenjing.
There is no intention to let others enter the sect and lure wolves into the house.
The Lord of Wanjing City said: "I, the City Lord, can naturally rest assured."
Without the mysterious alchemist, his son would have died long ago, and there was no reason for them to harm him.
Moreover, the Prison Emperor Sect would not dare to harm him unless they wanted the entire Prison Emperor Sect to be razed to the ground by him.
Wanbao Tower stopped entertaining him, but Grand Elder Gongsun asked to sit in the sect.
Mu Qianxi said: "Okay!"
My friendship with Great Elder Gongsun is different from others, so just go in!
This actually made the Lord Wanjing and the people in Wanbao Tower a little jealous. Who made them befriend first?
Elder Gongsun discussed with Mu Qianxi the upcoming elixir transaction, and the elixirs could also be sold.
As soon as this potion came out, Elder Gongsun felt that no other medicine shop could compare with theirs in Shadow Pavilion.
As for the young city lord of Wanjing City, Wan Changli, he was naturally thrown into Yaofeng and left to Yue Shengliang to help him with subsequent recovery.
The broken meridians have been completely restored, but the body is a little weak, so there is no need for her ghost doctor to do it herself.
Wan Changli originally thought that he would be able to see the holy pharmacist when he arrived at the Prison Emperor Sect, but he did not expect that there would only be a small alchemist taking care of him.
Of course, even though he is young, his talent in refining medicine is already very impressive.
Yuesheng Liang said: "You can try to practice now, so that you can recover faster."
"Okay!" Wan Changli said.
As soon as he practiced, Yue Shengliang was already ready to save people.
His peak is not suitable for cultivation by most people in the Light Realm.
As soon as Wan Changli started practicing, he felt that all his limbs and bones were very comfortable. He didn't vomit blood or feel any discomfort.
Yue Shengliang was startled for a moment, and his eyes looked a little friendly.
Wan Changli was also surprised, "Is the Prison Emperor Sect really an eighth-level sect? The spiritual energy of this Medicine Peak is too strong, and the cultivation speed is so fast! Even if my father used divine crystals to assist me in my cultivation, I still failed to make progress.
Extremely slow. I didn’t expect…”
It's so amazing, this is a perfect place for him to practice.
There are talented alchemists taking care of it, and there is such a perfect place for cultivation.
Five days later, Wan Changli was already alive and kicking, and his cultivation had improved a lot.
The Lord of Wanjing City was overjoyed when he heard the news, and the divine crystal was delivered.
I heard that Mu Qianxi was interested in Duan Zuigui, so she also gave him a spot.
Mu Qianxi looked at the divine crystal containing the majestic spiritual power in her palm, with a bright smile on her face.
"The divine crystal is really a good thing. You can improve the formation and make the Prison Emperor Sect's spiritual power more intense."
Half a month later, Mu Qianxi and Yan Luo Yan Ling were about to set off to the Judicial Land.
The Lord of Wanjing City also came to pick up his son. As a result, his son said: "Father, I want to join the Prison Emperor Sect and become a disciple of the Prison Emperor Sect."
"What?" Lord Wanjing thought he heard wrongly.
Isn't it good to be a young city lord and enjoy the glory and wealth? He actually has to be a disciple in an ordinary eighth-level sect.
Wan Changli said: "Father, you heard me right. The Prison Emperor Sect is particularly suitable for me to practice, and I also like the atmosphere here very much."
There is no intrigue, no overt and covert attempts to harm others, they all have only one purpose, to become stronger.
His son's cultivation progress has indeed exceeded Wanjing City Lord's imagination.
He said: "Since you like it, then keep it! If the sect master doesn't accept you, I will give her spiritual crystals and divine crystals. She will definitely like it."
Wan Changli said: "Father, the sect leader has already agreed."
A person who can practice at Yaofeng without any backlash means that he is not a person who does evil.
As long as the other party is willing, Mu Qianxi will naturally accept it happily.
City Lord Wanjing took a token and gave it to Mu Qianxi and said: "If Mr. Gongsun and City Lord Wan regret not giving the quota to Sect Master Mu, send the message to me and I will give you two more."
In the future, my son will train in the Prison Emperor Sect, so of course he cannot be too stingy with his sect leader.
Guicheng is located in the south of the Guangming Domain, some distance from the Prison Emperor Sect, and requires the use of a teleportation array.
Master Wanlou said that he should go to Wanbaolou to find them, and Elder Gongsun was also there.
Before arriving at the destination, I was accosted by a group of people.
"The little girl is a disciple of the eighth-level sect, right?"
"So what?" Mu Qianxi said indifferently.
"We are disciples from the seventh-level sect. Give me the token in your hand to enter the Judgment of Sins. How about I give you one hundred thousand spiritual crystals?"
Mu Qianxi sneered: "Do you think I lack such a few spiritual crystals?"
"I think highly of you when I buy something from an eighth-level sect disciple. Since you are so uncooperative, then..."
He immediately took action, and a black figure flashed.
"Bang!" Yan Luo simply punched the person and sent him flying away instantly.
In terms of level, he was not much lower than Yan Luo, but he was still killed instantly.
His companions were angry, "How dare you hit someone? Can we, an eighth-level sect disciple of yours, afford to offend us?"
With a flash of cold light, he drew his weapon and his murderous intent burst out.
At this moment, a figure came over and said: "Master Mu, are you here?"
"Which sect are you from? How dare you offend our distinguished guests of Wanbao Tower." Then he glared at this group of guys and said.
These people were horrified, "Wanbaolou? Didn't she say she was from an eighth-level sect?"
"Sect Master Mu, you are finally here." Someone also came from the Shadow Pavilion.
"He... he seems to be Wei Qu from the Shadow Pavilion."
A mere disciple of an eighth-level sect actually knew a genius disciple of an eighth-level sect, and they were so polite to her. It was really a trick for them.
Only then did Mu Qianxi find out that the number of places for seventh-level sects was limited. Some ordinary disciples who couldn't get a place tried to steal the tokens of eighth-level sects, and the success rate was quite high.
Only this time, they hit the wall.
Wei Qu said: "Master Mu, do you want to deal with these people?"
"Forget it! Let them go!" Mu Qianxi said calmly.
When we arrived at Wanbao Tower, we got two tokens.
Grand Elder Gongsun told Mu Qianxi about the Judgment of Sins. Every time it is opened, only those in the False God Realm can enter.
"Although Sect Leader Mu is extremely talented, it may be dangerous to enter with this strength. This is a sound transmission token. After entering, immediately find the nearby disciples of our two major forces to act together so that we can take care of you."
In fact, they want to say that no one of the Spiritual God level dares to go in to judge the crime, and the lowest level is the demigod fifth level or above. However, Sect Leader Mu is not a reckless person. If she dares to go, then the holy pharmacist must have prepared a life-saving plan for her.
