After seeing Mu Ying's appeal, Mo Wuji stopped writing the Precious Blood Lotus Root. The only thing he could get rid of was the Precious Blood Lotus Root. Now that Mu Ying needed the Precious Blood Lotus Root, he would simply exchange it with Mu Ying later.
"Master Mo..." At this moment, a surprised voice sounded in Mo Wuji's ears.
Mo Wuji turned around and saw Yin Qianyin walking over. There was another guy beside Yin Qianyin that he didn't want to see, that was Master Qu.
"Junior Brother Mo, I have been worried about you, and I am finally relieved that you are here." Yin Qianyin said excitedly.
Mo Wuji smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yin. I'm quite lucky and escaped."
Yin Qianyin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother Mo, it's my fault this time that put you in danger."
Mo Wuji didn't blame Yin Qianyin for knowing this. Yin Qianyin didn't know that he would kill Meng Boyu, so the second elder caught him off guard.
"Senior Sister Yin, I can't blame you for this matter. Besides, it's already over." Mo Wuji waved his hand and said.
"Hmph, a person with bad character like you will eventually fall into the hands of Senior Xu one day." Master Qu felt extremely unhappy when he saw Mo Wuji here.
Mo Wuji frowned immediately and asked, "Senior Sister Yin? Who is this guy?"
Yin Qianyin smiled slightly, as if she didn't know that Mo Wuji had known Alchemist Qu for a long time, and still said, "This is Alchemist Qu Feiyang from the Wuhen Sword Sect, a third-level peak human alchemist."
Mo Wuji sneered and said, "I thought you were the Heavenly Alchemist. He spoke as if you were the Alchemy King of the Five Great Empires. By the way, are you that green onion?"
In the Wuhen Sword Sect, Mo Wuji had already suffered enough. This was not a Wuhen Sword Sect.
Qu Feiyang's face was extremely angry, but he also knew where this place was. His tone was even calmer and he said, "It is true that I am not a Heavenly Alchemist, nor am I that green onion. But I, Qu Feiyang, will never kill someone.
Brothers from the same discipline..."
Originally, the quarrel between Mo Wuji and Qu Feiyang attracted the attention of many people. Now that Qu Feiyang deliberately said something about killing his fellow disciples, everyone around him immediately watched. Even Mu Ying, who had just received the Disong Vein,
He also had a look of disgust on his face. The person who killed his entire family was obviously extremely evil.
Yin Qianyin wanted to defend Mo Wuji, but she didn't know how. She also guessed that Mo Wuji really killed Meng Boyu. As for the reason for killing Meng Boyu, based on her understanding of Mo Wuji
, it’s definitely not for no reason.
Mo Wuji glanced at Qu Feiyang coldly, and said in his heart that you dare to debate with me, you are still a little behind. In his previous life, he had participated in countless forums and argued with many elite experts in the medical field. How could he be afraid of someone who only knew
Qu Feiyang, who makes alchemy? I am not afraid of you in alchemy, and I will kill you instantly in debate.
At the same time, he also knew that he had to change Mu Ying's opinion of him in the shortest possible time. It was okay for others to dislike him, but he must not let Mu Ying dislike him.
"Dear alchemy friends, before I defend myself, let me tell you a story. There was a highly respected gentleman who accepted several disciples. One of the disciples was named Yan. Because this disciple was not good at speaking and communicating, he was very difficult to communicate with.
It will not please the other disciples."
Because Mo Wuji started by saying that he was going to tell everyone a story, the hall was extremely silent. Mo Wuji's voice was slightly deeper, and he showed great persuasiveness in this silent hall.
"This year happened to be a famine, and this gentleman and his disciples could only live on rice porridge. In order to respect the gentleman, the thickest part of the rice porridge would be served to him every time. One day, Yan He usually carried a
I went to give a bowl of rice porridge to my husband. Unexpectedly, a little dust flew up during the process, and this dust fell on the rice porridge. Yan scooped up the dust with a spoon, but he felt it was a pity to lose it, so he took the dusty
I ate a mouthful of porridge.
This process was clearly seen by the teacher, and was also seen by another disciple of the teacher. The only difference was that the disciple did not see the dust. The disciple told the teacher that Yan stole the rice from the teacher
Congee. All the disciples despised Yan. Mr. Wei sighed, sometimes what you see with your own eyes is not true.
Dear friends, since sometimes what you see is not true, let alone what you say is true."
Mu Ying pondered for a moment, then clasped her fists at Mo Wuji apologetically and said, "I was preconceived and disgusted with you in my heart, but I lost my rational judgment."
Mo Wuji quickly said, "No wonder Senior Sister Mu. Most people would have the same idea after hearing about the murder of someone from the same sect."
Qu Feiyang's face became even more gloomy. He didn't expect that Mo Wuji had not started to argue yet, but just one story had given him the advantage.
"In this case, Master Mo must not have killed his fellow sect members." Mu Ying said immediately.
Mo Wuji first hugged his fists and then said, "Dear alchemy friends, I used to be a guest alchemist of the Wuhen Sword Sect. Before leaving the Wuhen Sword Sect, I did kill a member of the Wuhen Sword Sect.
The second-grade alchemist, his name is Meng Boyu."
The scene fell silent. After listening to Mo Wuji's words, all the alchemists thought that Mo Wuji was trying to defend himself and that he did not kill his fellow sect members. Unexpectedly, in the end, he admitted to killing his fellow sect members. It seemed that Alchemist Qu was not
He was not wronged.
Because of Mo Wuji's previous story, no one stood up to question Mo Wuji. All the alchemists present knew that Mo Wuji must have something more to say.
Mo Wuji said again, "Because I became a second-grade human alchemist by chance, I was hired by the Wuhenjian Sect as a Keqing alchemist and lived in Lotus Sword Peak and Blood Lotus Lake. These two places are both
This is where the spiritual energy of our sect is most lacking, but no one is competing with me."
All the alchemists nodded. In their opinion, a second-grade alchemist who was a guest would not be assigned a good place.
"A few months ago, one of my stewards dug up a piece of precious blood lotus root in Blood Lotus Root Lake..."
When Mo Wuji said these words, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Mu Ying's eyes lit up and she fixed her gaze on Mo Wuji. There are fewer and fewer precious blood lotus roots in these years, even if there is a little
, are also rare and defective products. Now that she is in urgent need of precious blood lotus root, she is naturally very concerned about Mo Wuji's words.
Even Yin Qianyin stared at Mo Wuji in surprise. She could not have imagined that the cause of the incident was the precious blood lotus root.
"At this time, Meng Boyu went to the Blood Lotus Lake. Naturally, he saw the precious blood lotus root. He was immediately jealous and wanted to snatch the treasure away. Naturally, my steward did not want the precious blood lotus root to be snatched away by him, so he was beaten by Meng Boyu.
was seriously injured. Just when Meng Boyu was about to kill him, I arrived in time. He snatched my things from my place, killed the people around me, and even killed me. Dear alchemy friends, if it were you,
What would you do?"
"If it were me, I would punch his head to pieces." As soon as Mo Wuji finished speaking, Zhen Shaoru's rude voice was heard in time. This guy had eaten his fill of spiritual fruit and was looking for Mo Wuji everywhere.
"Alchemist Mo, do you know where the precious blood lotus root is?"
At this time, no one cares about Meng Boyu, and no one cares about Zhen Shaoru's rudeness. Most people care about the whereabouts of the precious blood lotus root.
With so many people asking, Mu Ying quickly asked, "Alchemist Mo, is the precious blood lotus root still there?"
Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, as expected, everything else is secondary.
"Mo Wuji, Master Meng Alchemy is dead anyway. You, a handyman disciple, can't you just say whatever you want?" Qu Feiyang suddenly felt in his heart when he saw that Mo Wuji had completely controlled the situation and even obtained the precious blood lotus root.
Furious.
If he had known that the precious blood lotus root was found in the Blood Lotus Lake, even if Yin Qianyin stopped him, he would never let Mo Wuji go. If you want to know the precious blood lotus root in the Blood Lotus Lake, it will take at least a hundred years. Unfortunately, everything is gone now
It was too late, and this person named Mo escaped.
"Alchemist Qu, no matter how prejudiced you are against Alchemist Mo, you can't call Alchemist Mo a handyman disciple." Immediately, an alchemist in the crowd shouted out unhappily.
Qu Feiyang said coldly, "He was originally just a handyman recruited from the secular world by the Wuhen Sword Sect. He just got lucky and became an alchemist."
Mu Ying suddenly asked, "Alchemist Mo, your name is Mo Wuji. I wonder if you are related to Pharmacist Mo who developed Mo's medicine?"
Mo Wuji clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Mu, for your compliments before. Mo is not talented, he is the alchemist who disclosed penicillin. I was originally from a family of a county king. Because the position of the county king was coveted, this led to
The family is ruined. As for my alchemy, it is also passed down from my family."
Once here, Mo Wuji didn't care much. Even if Situ Qian was standing in front of him, he would dare to say this.
Zhen Shaoru immediately shouted loudly, "Someone has taken the position of a small county king. Tell me which bird man it is, and I will knock his balls off. What about the king of the lord country? This guy is
Idiot?"
In the eyes of Zhen Shaoru, the king of a lord country really means nothing.
No one paid attention to Zhen Shaoru's words because of Mu Ying's previous high praise. After hearing that Mo Wuji was the alchemist who contributed Mo's medicine, many people's views on Mo Wuji had already fundamentally changed. As for Qu Feiyang
Who would care about what I just said?
"So you are Mo Yaoshi. Mu Ying would like to thank Mo Yaoshi on behalf of the countless mortals who have benefited." After saying this, Mu Ying bowed slightly.
Mo Wuji quickly said he didn't dare, and then took out a piece of precious blood lotus root and said, "Senior Sister Mu, because I don't have many spiritual stones with me, I want to exchange the precious blood lotus root for some spiritual herbs. But I don't know about precious blood.
What is the value of lotus root? Can it be exchanged for..."
Mu Ying grabbed the jade box that Mo Wuji had lowered and opened it immediately. A piece of precious blood lotus root, as clear as a ruby, lay in the jade box, exuding a faint fragrance.
The surrounding alchemists all exclaimed in exclamation. After looking at the precious blood lotus root, Mu Ying said, "This is a precious blood lotus root that is nearly a hundred years old. It is very valuable. I have not seen precious blood of this age for many years."
The lotus root is gone. The only pity is that the lotus root silk is gone, which greatly reduces the value of the precious blood lotus root."
After Mo Wuji heard this, he suddenly felt regretful. It was not that he regretted that the precious blood lotus root was taken away by him, but because he made a mistake. He thought that the precious blood cultivated by Fei Bingzhu
The lotus root has the same value as the precious blood lotus root in his hand. Now after listening to Mu Ying's words, he realized that the precious blood lotus root also has a difference in age.
But he only had a few pieces of the aged precious blood lotus root silk in his hand left.
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