"Give it to you, give it all to you! You can decide how much wine you can exchange for it." The master of the pavilion was very happy.
He not only gave the Ghost Candle Flower to Mu Qianxi, but also other elixirs collected here.
He collected herbs just to sell them for money to buy wine. Now that he encountered such a good wine, of course he had to seize the opportunity.
There were some elixirs in it that she needed. Mu Qianxi felt that the master of the pavilion was very kind, so she gave him ten jars of wine.
"So much." The happiness came too suddenly, and this girl was too generous.
Mu Qianxi said: "I still have wine. If the master of the pavilion wants wine in the future, as long as there is elixir, everything will be easy."
"Yes! It's a deal." He doesn't have any spiritual crystals. If you work hard, you can still find some spiritual medicines.
After eating and drinking, Mu Qianxi and Qi Mocha successfully returned to Lingyu Pavilion under the protection of the pavilion master.
Shortly after the pavilion master separated from them, he muttered, "That boy Qi Mocha is a disciple of the outer sect, and so is that girl. Why did she appear in the Lingyu Abyss of the inner sect before?
"There is indeed something wrong. In order to prevent me from being unable to buy wine, I will not report her for the time being, as long as she does not do anything to harm my Lingyu Pavilion."
No need to be beaten, no need to be chased by mythical beasts, just practice quietly.
Even though she can't rest, Qi Mocha feels very happy now.
Qi Mocha practiced in Mu Qianxi's small courtyard, but Mu Qianxi went to the Feather Cave on Lingyu Abyss to practice.
Of course her keen soul power can sense that there are people on the cliff, but the people above cannot detect her.
A simple space ring fell from the sky, with the familiar faint aroma of wine in the wind.
The corner of Mu Qianxi's mouth raised slightly, and she said: "Every few days, the Pavilion Master will come and leave a space ring with wine in it. There should be living people under the abyss, in the place of death."
She has been practicing here for a while and discovered this.
It was only when I met that senior in the forest that I found out that he was actually the Pavilion Master of Lingyu Pavilion.
Ayu said: "Master, could he be the old friend mentioned by the three-eyed divine bird?"
"Maybe, you have to ask the pavilion master to know this. Ask him about the situation. If there is no big danger, we can go down and have a look." Mu Qianxi said.
"Okay!" Ayu nodded.
Mu Qianxi was practicing above, and the people below picked up the dropped ring.
Before he even opened the ring, the aroma of wine made him feel excited. It was definitely a good wine.
He couldn't wait to take out the wine and took a big sip, his eyes widening.
He is a good drinker and has drank thousands of wines in the world, so he naturally knows that this wine is extraordinary.
Maybe the brewing technique is not perfect and exquisite, but the recipe is very powerful.
The brewers also spent a lot of money and put in many precious elixirs.
Even a small cup of such wine is worth a lot of money, and his senior brother actually gave him nine jars of it.
He had been drinking low-quality wine for so long and suddenly replaced it with such high-quality wine. He felt as happy as a god.
"Are you willing to buy such wine? Has Senior Brother gotten rich, or has he robbed some sect?"
He was unwilling to turn into withered bones here, and could only linger on, and his senior brother also spent a lot of effort for him.
The jar of wine quickly ran out, and the piercing pain in the bones of his body, as if frozen by thousands of years of ice, seemed to be relieved a lot.
The person who makes the wine must be a highly accomplished alchemist. A jar of wine can last him ten days without suffering. It's really amazing!
He looked up at the foggy sky. He wanted to go out and complete what he had not done.
After drinking ten jars of wine and feeling better, he might be able to fight again.
The cloudy eyes flashed with determination.
Next, Mu Qianxi and Qi Mocha each practiced their own way.
The day of the external examination has arrived.
The first is the strength test of the new disciples. Mu Qianxi, who has the fourth level of demigod strength when she first started, is undoubtedly the strongest among the new disciples, and is also the strongest in the outer sect.
Qi Mocha's test is a little different. Those who have not passed the three-year entrance examination must take the assessment to maintain their status as outer disciples and the relegation assessment.
"Junior Brother Qi will definitely be able to pass this year. After all, Junior Sister Mu spent so many elixirs on him."
"It's such a pity. In the past, it was a sure profit to bet on Junior Brother Qi not passing, but it won't work this year."
"..."
In the relegation assessment, Qi Mocha previously abstained directly.
This time he participated and passed smoothly.
He didn't dare to fail, otherwise he wouldn't know what nightmare was waiting for him?
The elder announced: "Those who pass the assessment will prepare for the assessment for promotion to inner disciples in seven days. There are a total of fifty places this time, so you must work hard to seize it."
This year's outer disciples have all made very rapid progress and are very confident in their promotion to inner disciples.
Mu Qianxi said: "I am going to the inner sect, and you must go too! If you fail the exam, I will let you experience more terrifying special training."
Qi Mocha shuddered, "I'm already at the first level of Demigod, I should be able to pass."
"Do you think there are very few first-level demigods among outer disciples? There must be more than fifty."
In the past, as long as you were a demigod, you were 90% sure you could pass.
It's different now, he said sadly: "It's not like you acted as a money-spreading boy and spread pills, so that all the brothers and sisters can successfully break through to demigods, and the competitiveness has increased several times."
"So, you have to be serious, you have to work hard, there is no other choice but this." Mu Qianxi said in a deep voice.
Mu Qianxi was already the sect leader of a seventh-level sect. Of course, the assessment for an inner disciple of a seventh-level sect was not a problem for her, and she passed it smoothly.
Others did not think that Qi Mocha could pass the examination of the inner disciples.
But after each assessment, Qi Mocha's performance stunned everyone.
"Junior Brother Qi has really been transformed!"
"I even suspect that Junior Brother Qi has been replaced by someone."
"It seems that Junior Brother Qi has grown up and is even more dazzling than before."
After successfully passing the assessment, Qi Mocha became the one that attracted much attention.
Three years ago, he changed from an inner disciple to an outer disciple.
Now he is back, relying on his own efforts and strength to regain his status as an inner disciple.
This feeling made him very excited, with blood boiling in his heart.
After the excitement, a look of sadness flashed across his eyes, and his fists were clenched.
So what if you are a genius? What if you work harder? What if you become stronger or even become a god king?
A bird in a cage, a slave in a prison, everything is meaningless.
Becoming an inner disciple was originally a joyful thing, but Mu Qianxi found that Qi Mocha had become decadent and depressed again.
"You are looking for trouble! If you pass the inner disciple examination, you will be arrogant and slack off. Are you still far from your goal?" Mu Qianxi frowned slightly.
Qi Mocha said hoarsely: "Don't waste your energy and elixirs on me. I promised my mother that I would live well and I don't want to die.
"You know, my surname is Qi. The more talented and powerful you are, the faster you will die. I can't let my mother lose the only person she loves."
