Chapter 172 The entire world of immortal cultivators has been offended
The magnificent and colorful flying boat slowly sails in the sky.
Under the lingering clouds, it is like an immortal sailing on a boat. A breeze blows by, and the decorative pendants on the Jinling boat jingle, which is crisp and sweet.
The disciples all exclaimed, "Our sect has become so developed!"
The place Mo Yu is going to this time is the capital of Xuantian Kingdom.
Qiao Mu is a member of the royal family of Xuantian Kingdom. His father runs some shops in the imperial capital, including an auction house.
Sitting at the table, Mo Yu took out the cloth bag given by the master and poured out the contents.
Swords, guns, sticks, some weapons, and defensive weapons were all dumped on the table.
The other disciples came over to watch.
"This is the Dream-Breaking Whip! A special magic weapon of the Star Fire Sect. When the whip is struck, it is the soul that is hit. Life is worse than death. It is still a mysterious-level spiritual weapon!"
"I also recognize this. The Kuangzhan Sword of Xuanyin Palace is a magical weapon with extremely strong combat power and a mysterious spiritual weapon. Only the highly valued inner disciples will be equipped with this sword. Uncle Master, you guys are like this
Where did it come from?”
"Eh? The Asuka Sect's protective weapon?"
A disciple held a palm-sized turtle shell-shaped magic weapon and played with it in the palm of his hand.
The turtle shell is dark green all over, with light floating on it and some mysterious patterns carved on it.
"The Baguio Armor is definitely a magical weapon that only the elders of the Bird Sect and their direct disciples carry with them. It is used for self-defense. It is very effective. I saw it by chance when I was out training before. I was shocked. It's just a pity.
, the rest of us can’t use it. Baguio Armor can only be used by people who practice special skills, so it can be 100% effective. In our hands, it’s not as comfortable as a brick.”
The disciples were greatly shocked.
"Uncle Junior, where did you get all this...?"
"It was hard to get it."
Mo Yu picked up a knife and wiped it gently.
She casually treated these things as junk and separated them according to their uses.
"Don't be stunned. Sit down. Who knows which magic weapon? Simply write down its purpose, effect and name. Make a label and stick it on it. You will take it out and sell it later."
She said this in an understatement.
Take it out and sell it...
The disciples who knew these things were immediately stunned.
The disciple's hands holding the Baguio armor were trembling.
"Uncle Master, this Baguio armor is held by the disciples of the Flying Bird Sect like a treasure. They are only willing to take it out for use at the most critical moment. After use, they have to take it back carefully. This... you
You robbed it? Are you going to sell it?"
This is too outrageous!
These sects are fourth-grade sects.
When they met these sect disciples in the past, they had to look up to them.
Seeing them take out these weird and mysterious high-level magic weapons, everyone can only look at them with envy.
But now, these existences that they can only look up to are piled up on the table, like rags. Who can withstand this?
Mo Yu raised his head, a little confused, "What? You want to stay and use it yourself? That's not good. These magical weapons are exclusively used by disciples of other sects. If you want weapons, wait until you get to Chance Tower and go there by yourself.
Come on, there are secret realms everywhere there.”
She is very familiar with the ninth floor, and she can draw a map for the disciples when the time comes, just like walking around in her own back garden.
The disciples waved their hands quickly, "No, no, it's not easy for us to use this thing ourselves."
"Just to confirm... I still feel like I'm dreaming. Has our sect really reached the second level?"
"This is something I can only dream of happening!"
"I have been praying that we will not become a sixth-grade sect again this time. Shuiyun Sect and Xuanyin Palace have already done this to us before. If we become a sixth-grade sect, we will be doomed."
"Yeah...fortunately, until now, these two sect disciples haven't done anything to us. They must be afraid of us."
Seeing how excited they were, Mo Yu couldn't bear to tell them that the sect had now offended all the fourth-grade sects.
Two hours later, the Jinling boat stopped above the imperial capital of Xuantian Kingdom.
The appearance of such a luxurious and magnificent Jinling boat instantly shocked the people in the city.
"The fairy has arrived!"
"Welcome fairies!"
For a time, the bustling streets were full of people kneeling and kowtowing.
The emperor and his ministers also came out to watch.
As the clouds rolled, a magnificent palace-like flying boat suddenly appeared above their heads.
The one who can possess such a magic weapon must be an extremely powerful sect.
The emperor was wearing a dragon robe and looked up with his hands behind his back.
The minister on the side looked solemn, "Your Majesty, this... I wonder which sect is visiting?"
The emperor's voice was low, "There has been news from Mu'er in the past few days that Tuoyue Sect has just been recognized as a new second-grade sect."
In an instant, all the ministers who heard these words exploded.
"Second-grade sect? There hasn't been a second-grade sect for tens of thousands of years, right?"
"Isn't this Tuoyue Sect a fifth-grade sect before? Why is it so fast!"
"Then...won't the prince become a disciple of the second-grade sect? Let's..."
Having said this, the minister lowered his voice, "Should we unite into a second-grade sect? This is a great good thing!"
A second-grade sect means having countless cultivation resources.
The sect must not only consider the disciples, but also assist them in the development of the countries and forces that join the sect.
Of course, the second-grade sects will definitely not be short of money, and they are also reassured.
The flying boat stopped high in the sky, and Mo Yu summoned the soul-eating sword to get down.
Qiao Mu couldn't help but stop him, "Uncle Junior, isn't this a bit high-profile?"
Mo Yu glanced at him, "Why would I summon it if it wasn't high-profile?"
Qiao Mu, "..." makes sense.
"We are already a second-grade sect. You all should stand up for me and behave like a second-grade sect. It just so happens that all of you who are trying to get along with us are here, come down and support your senior brother."
Mo Yu stood on the Soul-Eating Sword, in a high position with a solemn face.
In just an instant, her whole body's temperament completely changed, and the aura on her body was thick and steady, as if it had accumulated more time and years.
There was no superfluous expression on her face, and there was a profound and noble aura between her brows.
It was as if they saw the arrival of a peerless strong man, walking over the traces of time.
The disciples admired her so much that they followed her with their backs straight and their weapons on their feet.
Qiao Mu's handsome face was slightly flushed. He clenched his fists excitedly and his body trembled slightly.
A strong person like Junior Uncle is what he pursues all his life!
Mo Yu led his disciples and stood high in the sky with their swords.
A group of disciples behind him formed a neat team.
The coercion carried by the mighty team of strong men was like a mountain that was slowly pressing down, which made the people in the city and the royal family feel in awe and couldn't help but lower their heads.