As soon as Zhuo Wen handed over his hand, he took Yun Chuyu and left the gate of Lingxiao Sect.
Ren Yongan made it very clear in his recommendation letter that he planned to recommend him as an inner disciple. This person actually asked Zhuo Wen to be a handyman disciple for ten years. Zhuo Wen would only agree to this condition unless he had a mental problem.
Looking at Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu who were leaving, a sneer appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he immediately re-entered the Lingxiao Sect.
"Brother Zhuo, is that person deliberately making things difficult for you?" Yun Chuyu was smart enough to see some signs.
Zhuo Wen nodded and said: "This person should be the enemy of the person who gave me the recommendation letter, so he deliberately made things difficult for me."
Yun Chu Yuliu frowned slightly and said: "Now we can only participate in the pre-selection in the name of Ziwei Sect. My aunt has already signed up for the two of us, so..."
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "That would be too dangerous. Since Sect Master Yin was captured by Lei Qi, and Sect Master Yin had something important placed on me, Lei Qi would not give up and would definitely be exploring me everywhere.
news."
"Once we participate in the pre-selection in the name of Ziwei Sect, aren't we telling Lei Qi that we are here?"
After finishing speaking, Zhuo Wen briefly told Yun Chuyu about the previous pursuit by Lei Qi's subordinates.
Yun Chuyu's pretty face turned pale, and she said in a panic: "Then what should we do? If we don't participate in the pre-selection, we won't be qualified to participate in the galaxy competition at all!"
Zhuo Wen smiled slightly and said: "Lingxiao Sect is not the only force in Dongyu. There are various forces here, large and small. Generally, the forces in the star field have certain quotas and can go directly to finally participate in the galaxy competition."
Although Zhuo Wen was new to Dongyu, he had learned a lot about Dongyu from Ren Yongan of Lingxiao Pavilion in Jietian Stone, including the distribution of Dongyu's power.
There are so many forces in Dongyu, and they naturally rise and fall. The three most terrifying sect forces, such as Youhuan Sect, Lingxiao Sect and Tianmo Island, are powerful, but the weak ones are not famous and remain unknown.
This time Zhuo Wen went to a force that ranked last among the many forces in Dongyu.
This force is called Moyue Villa, a force that few monks in Dongyu have heard of. This force is so depressed that it is in financial distress and can only use the terrain to develop tourism to support the expenses of the villa.
Fortunately, there are many wonderful sights in the Moyue Villa, and with some gimmicks, it has attracted some arty monks to come and enjoy the scenery.
Mo Yue Villa also has a galaxy, but the number of life planets in Mo Yue Villa's galaxy is pitifully small. If you count them carefully, there are only thousands of them, which are far worse than ordinary galaxies. It's no wonder that Mo Yue Villa has a galaxy.
Yueshan Villa will be in such decline.
It can be said that Moyue Villa is even more miserable than the Ziwei Sect that blocked it. If Moyue Villa was not located within the star field, it would have been annexed by other powerful galaxies long ago.
When Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu arrived at the door of Moyue Villa, a monk wearing a green shirt immediately greeted them with a warm smile on his face.
"Are you two here to enjoy the scenery? You only need one hundred sacred stones to enter our Moyue Villa for a day. If you want to visit for a few more days, you only need to pay the corresponding sacred stones! Of course, if you two want to visit
If you stay here for a month, you will get a discount on sacred stones." The monk in green shirt smiled.
Zhuo Wen looked at the green-shirted monk in front of him speechlessly. This monk's cultivation level was not high, probably at the late stage of being a god, but his attitude was like that of a scalper who wandered around a tourist resort in his previous life.
Zhuo Wen shook his head and said: "Brother, I have an important matter to discuss with your village owner. You tell your village owner that if he can successfully talk to me this time, maybe Moyue Villa can be re-established."
.”
The smile on the green-shirted monk's face solidified. He looked Zhuo Wen up and down, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
"Wait a minute, I'll ask our village owner!"
Although the monk in green shirt didn't quite believe Zhuo Wen's words, his attitude did not become bad. After all, the two people in front of him were true gods, so his words should not be unfounded.
Of course, monk Qingshan didn't believe Mo Yue Villa's nonsense. He went to call them the owner mainly because he was not strong enough and did not dare to fall out in front of Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu.
After a while, the monk in green shirt came out with a middle-aged man with a mustache.
This man with a mustache is full of energy, walking like a dragon and a tiger, and has a strong body. You can tell at a glance that he is not simple.
"The True God of Three Disasters?"
Zhuo Wen looked at the mustache man and murmured in his heart.
He knew that this mustached man should be the owner of Mo Yue Villa, but the cultivation level of the owner of Mo Yue Villa was really not high.
Although he could feel that the aura of the wind disaster on this person was very strong, and he might have survived more than ten wind disasters, but the gap between him and the powerful Xutian was not even a point or two.
No wonder Moyue Villa has declined, mainly because there are no high-end experts at all, unable to support the huge power of Moyue Villa.
The middle-aged man looked Zhuo Wen up and down and said, "You want to talk to me about something, and you said that this matter is related to the rise of my Moyue Villa?"
"Yes! I just don't know if the owner of the village can take a step to talk to me?" Zhuo Wen said calmly.
The middle-aged man looked at Zhuo Wen seriously. He found that he could not see through Zhuo Wen's aura. The disapproval in his heart immediately restrained, and he said in a deep voice: "Friend, come with me!"
With that said, the middle-aged man took Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu into the palace deep in the villa.
Sitting down in the palace, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said in a deep voice: "My lord, Mo Lan, Mo Yue Villa, what are you talking about with me? Why do you say you can help me, Mo Yue Villa, rise?"
At first, Mo Lan didn't believe Zhuo Wen's words, but when he realized that he couldn't see through Zhuo Wen, he chose to believe it. He wanted to see what the young man in front of him was talking about.
"Give me two of you Moyue Villa's quota for the galaxy competition. The two of us can help you Moyue Villa reach the top 100 in this galaxy competition." Zhuo Wen said calmly.
Mo Lan was startled, and then veins popped up on his forehead. He suppressed his anger and stared at Zhuo Wen, saying: "This is what you want to say, come to my Mo Yue Villa to ask for a place, and you are so rampant, do you really think I am
Moyue Villa is easy to bully, so..."
However, before Mo Lan finished speaking, he stared blankly at a wooden barrel half a man's height in front of Zhuo Wen.
"This breath...could it be...fire spirit juice?"
Mo Lan licked his lips and looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief.
Although Fire Spirit Juice is not rare in the Star Territory, it is extremely valuable. Although they have it in Moyue Villa, their reserves are pitifully small.
But the young man in front of him actually took out a whole bucket. The value of the fire spirit juice inside was very high.
Now Moyue Villa is in a very difficult situation. To buy this bucket of fire spirit juice is going to be a bit of a stretch for their Villa.
And Mo Lan also knew that this person could easily take out a bucket of fire spirit juice, and the amount of fire spirit juice on his body would only be more.
Sure enough, before Mo Lan could take his attention away from the bucket of fire spirit juice, Zhuo Wen took out four more buckets of fire spirit juice.
Mo Lan almost bit his tongue in excitement. He took a deep breath and continued to calm down the restlessness in his heart.
Even Yun Chuyu looked at Zhuo Wen in surprise. She did not expect that Zhuo Wen was so rich and had so much fire spirit juice in his body.
"What do you think, Master Mo?" Zhuo Wen said with a smile.
Mo Lan's eyes flickered, and he looked deeply at Zhuo Wen. If he hadn't been unable to see through Zhuo Wen now, he might have used force to grab him.
But Zhuo Wen's aura was looming, and he couldn't be sure about this person at all.
"We only have three places in Moyue Villa, and all three places have already been filled. I'm afraid this won't be easy!" Mo Lan said tangledly.
Zhuo Wen looked indifferently, waved his sleeves, and took out five barrels of fire spirit juice, saying: "I think Master Mo should know how to weigh the pros and cons, right?"
Mo Lan was breathing rapidly. He looked at Zhuo Wen in disbelief. He never expected that the latter could actually produce five barrels of fire spirit juice.
After calming down, Mo Lan said in a deep voice: "Deal, in the name of the owner of Mo Yue Villa, I will give you two of the three places in our Mo Yue Villa."
Zhuo Wen nodded, put away the ten buckets of fire spirit juice, and said: "Then let's ask Master Mo to help us arrange accommodation. After the two places fall completely on our heads, Zhuo Mou, the fire spirit juice, will
I will give it to you, the owner of the village."
Mo Lan reluctantly looked at the ten barrels of fire spirit juice that Zhuo Wen had put away. He could only nod and said: "Don't worry, friend. Since I, Mo Lan, have spoken, I will naturally keep my word and come to help these two distinguished guests."
Arrange a first-class guest room.”
After arranging to leave Zhuo Wen and Yun Chuyu, Mo Lan's eyes were slightly gloomy and hesitant, and he murmured softly: "We can only cancel the quotas of Mo Hong and Mo Jun."
The next day.
In a luxurious house in Moyue Villa, a young man with a gutter nose looked at the old servant in front of him gloomily and shouted: "What did you say? Are you going to cancel my quota to participate in the Galaxy Competition?"
The old servant lowered his head and said solemnly: "Master Hong, these are the original words of the owner of the village. Only the young man knows this."
"roll!"
The young man was so angry that he kicked the old servant upside down and hit the wall. He whispered: "There is something fishy about this matter. Why did the owner cancel my quota? In Mo Yue Villa, except for Mo Jun and Mo Yan,
The two of them are better than me, the others are either rubbish than me, or they are over three thousand years old."
"Mo Hong, it seems you are very angry!"
A somewhat gloomy voice came from outside the house, and soon Mo Hong saw an extremely handsome young man walking towards the door.
"Mo Jun, are you here to laugh at me? My quota was canceled for no reason. Are you playing tricks on me?" Mo Hong said coldly.
These two young men are two of the three places in Moyue Villa to participate in the galaxy competition. The young man with a gutter nose is Mo Hong, and the handsome young man is Mo Jun.
Mo Jun sneered: "What else should I ask you? My quota has also been cancelled!"