Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Changes in the Broken Ruins
After hearing Mo Wuji's words, Murong Xiangyu felt as if her acupuncture points had been tapped, and she was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that she felt ashamed. If she felt ashamed, she wouldn't propose to marry Mo Wuji at this time.
Restore the relationship between husband and wife.
As long as a person with a little bit of emotional intelligence wants to restore the relationship with Mo Wuji again, he will not be so eager, but do it step by step. Murong Xiangyu did not do this, she behaved like the most utilitarian market person when dealing with emotions.
People, once you find that your choice direction is biased, you should immediately change the direction. If you are doing business, this is indeed okay, but how can emotional matters be the same as business?
Just as Mo Wuji thought, her little emotional intelligence had long been cultivated by Taishangdao.
When Mo Wuji turned around to attack the protective formation with others, Murong Xiangyu was still in the same place. Ever since she met Yan Ye, she had never thought that one day Yan Ye would reject her so simply.
The joy of getting the seventh chapter of Luo Shu seemed to have diminished a lot.
"Friend Mo Xian, how do you attack?" Seeing Mo Wuji leaving Murong Xiangyu aside and coming over, a Xuanxian monk quickly clasped his fists and asked.
Mo Wuji knew what these people meant. This forbidden formation was actually not complicated. Everyone could open it as long as they worked together. The reason why it has not been opened until now is because everyone knew the basics. If someone did it first, it would definitely arouse public outrage.
Now everyone is looking at him. One is that his identity is a bit mysterious, and the other is that he just slashed away Fu Bei with a knife, scaring some guys.
"We all attack together, break the restriction, and then divide it equally." Mo Wuji waved his hand and struck out with his sword first.
Mo Wuji took the lead in the attack, and the others took action one after another. In just a dozen breaths, the protective formation was blasted away.
The extremely rich fairy spirit energy surged out, and even Mo Wuji took a deep breath of intoxication.
After being promoted to Xuanxian, Mo Wuji also knew very well that it would be difficult for him to advance again in a short period of time. If he could practice in this immortal marrow pool for a few years, he might still have a chance to be promoted to the Great Second Immortal.
It's a pity that this Immortal Marrow Pond does not belong to him, but to hundreds of people here.
Although the Immortal Marrow Crystal and the high-grade Immortal Spirit Grass are both good things, after the protective formation was blasted away, no one tried to snatch them away.
When Mo Wuji saw that everyone was not taking action, he simply said, "There are three hundred and twenty immortal friends here, and there are at least one hundred thousand immortal marrow crystals. Everyone queues up to collect them. Each person will collect three hundred for the first time, and the excess will be divided.
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Mo Wuji's method is fair and impartial, and no one has any objections. Although several top geniuses feel unhappy, so what if they are unhappy? Mo Wuji is so powerful, and he doesn't specialize.
More than 300 monks quickly divided up all the fairy marrow crystals here, and everyone got 320 fairy crystals. Some monks with weaker cultivation levels even sighed. It can be said that they have been cultivating until now, this time
Distributing things is the most relaxing and comfortable thing. Except this time, when has there been a treasure that you didn't have to fight hard to get some of it?
After everyone divided the fairy crystals, they waited for Mo Wuji to speak again. Mo Wuji did not hesitate. He had ideas about these fairy grasses. He stood up and said without politeness, "Everyone, there are six fairy grasses here."
Levels 7 and 8. Level 8 has the least number of plants, with only a dozen plants, level 6 has the most, and level 7 has about a hundred plants. I have some selfish intentions here, and if everyone doesn’t agree, forget it. If you agree, I
I hope I can get some more seventh-level fairy grass, I don’t want the eighth-level or sixth-level ones.”
There were too few level eight fairy grasses, so Mo Wuji wouldn't be of much use if he came. Mo Wuji had a lot of level six fairy grasses, enough for him to advance to the sixth level immortal elixir king. For Mo Wuji, he lacked the most.
It's the seventh-level fairy grass, because only with more seventh-level fairy grass can he have the chance to advance to the seventh-level Alchemy Emperor.
Although there are many good things in the Broken World, in fact, fairy grass above level seven is not that easy to obtain.
Although Mo Wuji was powerful and had a mysterious origin, no one would say anything if he asked everyone to give up the seventh-level fairy grass.
When there are benefits, everyone thinks Mo Wuji is pretty good, especially those with low strength. Once everyone's interests are involved, it's hard to say. If there are many eighth-level fairy grass here, Mo Wuji is like this
It doesn't matter. There are only a dozen or so eighth-level fairy grasses now, so it doesn't really matter whether Mo Wuji wants them or not.
The key is that the seventh-level fairy grass is much more precious than the sixth-level fairy grass, and they are not on the same level at all. Sometimes hundreds of sixth-level fairy grass may not necessarily be exchanged for a family of seventh-level fairy grass.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Zuo Yixian stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I, Zuo Yixian, can still represent the Yongying Immortal Realm. I, the Yongying Immortal Realm, gave up the seventh-level fairy grass and handed over all the seventh-level fairy grass to Mo.
Senior brother."
Zuo Yixian knew very well that if it weren't for Mo Wuji, the Yongying Immortal Realm would have been divided into seven levels of fairy grass, and even more than a dozen pieces of fairy marrow crystal would be considered good.
Sure enough, with Zuo Yi taking the lead, the monks in the Yongying Immortal Realm all agreed. Some monks with low cultivation levels in other immortal regions also began to give up the seventh-level fairy grass. After all, even if the seventh-level fairy grass had to be divided, one person
It's not even a third of the plant, and you can gain Mo Wuji's favor by giving it up.
Three hundred and twenty people, more than 170 people gave up the seventh-level fairy grass. As a result, Mo Wuji obtained more than fifty seventh-level fairy grass alone. For Mo Wuji,
These seventh-level fairy grasses are barely enough for him to advance to the seventh-level Alchemy Emperor.
With his alchemy level, if he can find some more seventh-level fairy grass in the Broken World, it will be enough resources for him to complete the Alchemy Emperor promotion.
Satisfied, Mo Wuji put away the seventh-level fairy grass he needed, and took the initiative to be the host to help everyone divide up the rest of the fairy grass. Then he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you to the friend who gave me the fairy grass just now.
I have kept it in mind. I have opened a small shop in Jiaojiao Fairy Market, and those who go to my shop to buy elixirs in the future can get a discount. For some elixirs that are in short supply, you can also come to me alone."
After hearing Mo Wuji's words, everyone stepped forward to thank him. Regardless of whether what Mo Wuji said was true or not, it is not a bad thing to use one-third of the seventh-level fairy grass to obtain this benefit. Even if it is false, three
What can one plant of fairy grass sit on?
Mo Wuji said again, "It's fate that I can meet you all today. I'll say goodbye and see you again at the Jiaojiao Fairy Ruins."
Everyone clasped their fists, and just as they were about to say goodbye to each other, and then continue to search for treasures in the Broken Ruins, a sharp cry came, "I didn't move... I didn't move..."
Everyone was startled by the sharp screams and turned their eyes. A monk who was covered in blood and with his intestines outside rushed over crazily. He was tearing and screaming while running. The monks here were all
Silent. The monk who ran over had his soul broken, his eyes were divergent, and he was obviously lifeless.
Sure enough, before the monk could reach him, he fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.
"It's such a heavy fog..." A monk suddenly exclaimed.
Needless to say, this monk said that everyone had seen it, and the vague ruins that could still be seen were now completely obscured by the fog, and the two people who were further apart could not even see each other.
"My spiritual thoughts can't sweep a hundred feet away..." Another monk exclaimed in shock.
Everyone quieted down and gathered together subconsciously. Not only him, but everyone's spiritual thoughts couldn't sweep away.
"Ah..." Another scream came from the distance, and then it became silent again.
"Everyone, something big must have happened here. Don't leave here yet. We gather together. The more people we have, the stronger we will be..." Huan Xiuran from Yitian Island shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished shouting, several shrill screams were heard again, this time the screams seemed to appear not far away.
Everyone became nervous. Even the weakest monks who came here were Golden Immortals. There were still very few Golden Immortals. More than 70% of the monks were Xuanxian strong ones. A Xuanxian strongman was killed, and only
It can utter some screams, but it can't even utter a scream, which shows how powerful the thing hidden in this sudden mist is.
"Friend Mo Xian, what do you think should be done?" Lu Jiazhi immediately looked at Mo Wuji. After Mo Wuji taught Fu Bei a lesson, he felt that his strength was worse than Mo Wuji's. He had some suspicions that Mo Wuji was the same.
He is a perfect Xuanxian, but his concealment skills are better, so he is as invisible as an ordinary monk.
Lu Jiazhi asked, and everyone looked at Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji looked at a dilapidated building not far ahead and said, "I have two ideas. One is that everyone flees in all directions immediately. Whoever escapes will be lucky. The second way is to enter the building immediately and then move the building
Improve it, set up some defensive formations, and investigate the situation first before proceeding."
That said, Mo Wuji actually felt that there was danger in the mist. Even he couldn't find out where the danger came from.
After Monk Yi Ning heard Mo Wuji's words, he immediately said, "Of course we go to that dilapidated hall."
As he spoke, he had already escaped first. Only a fool would choose this time to escape. You must know that the first person to escape was not one of them, which shows that the danger is everywhere.
Seeing Monk Yi Ning passing by, the others went over one after another. Mo Wuji also followed everyone to the dilapidated hall.
This time, Mo Wuji didn't need to say anything. Everyone started to repair the hall consciously. In just half an hour, the hall was almost repaired.
Mo Wuji grabbed some formation flags and began to set up the formation. He had no friends to ask for help. With his level of formation, no one could help him.
Seeing Mo Wuji starting to set up the formation, some people took the initiative to hand over the materials for refining the formation flag to Mo Wuji. In just half a day, Mo Wuji had completed the layout of the defensive formation in the main hall.
At this moment, Mo Wuji discovered that of the more than three hundred people before, only two hundred and thirty were still in the hall. (To be continued.)