Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 307 Please help

"Everyone who should come has come." Patriarch Qi Gao looked at the uninvited Transcending Tribulation Realm around him, and said with a smile, "Should everyone avoid it for the time being, and don't bother me to wait for the search."

Someone laughed and said, "This Misty Mountain Range is not your Tianyun Sect's domain either. Brother Qi Gao should not be qualified to drive away visitors."

"That's right." Quite a few echoed, "You see, Tianyinzong didn't say anything. Isn't Tianyinzong also one of the three major powers in the south of you? It stands to reason that the disciples of Tianyinzong also discovered this Wu Ling , is also qualified to compete for this Wuling, why let your Tian Yunzong take the championship."

Beiqiu's old mother pressed the corners of her eyes and sighed: "Hey, there are still some sensible people. Now that the Yunzong is powerful today, they will start to be unreasonable, hey hey."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Beiqiu's old mother sighed three times, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.

A black-robed demon cultivator from the north followed suit and said, "My mother, you should learn to bow your head when you are under the eaves."

Patriarch Qi Gao looked at the northern demon cultivator, and said with a sarcasm, "You demonic couple have a great talent for singing."

"Miao Zan Miu Zan." The demon repaired his face with humility, "It's just telling the truth, everyone present can see clearly that you, Tian Yunzong, are oppressing others, and it's rare that we can't allow us to say a word or two of the truth ?”

Lei Yihu stroked his beard and sighed: "You human race, why are there so many unreasonable things and so many shameless people?"

Patriarch Qi Min sipped his wine and said with a smile: "Whoever says no, the greater the ability, the thicker the skin, the more shameless."

"Tsk, it's shameless to admit it yourself." The group of evil cultivators in the north were also overjoyed, "Everyone is an old monster for thousands of years, and their skins have already thickened. You decent people are no different from our evil sect. Come, come, let your decent disciples and grandchildren take a look at their decent ancestors, how thick-skinned they are, how shy they are."

For a while, those evil cultivators, including the poisonous cultivators, were all very happy.

"Thick-skinned, it doesn't mean that you don't distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil." The decent monk said in a choked voice, not to be outdone, "How long will your evil sect be rampant? Heaven will take care of it."

"Oh, thousands of years ago, our evil sect still ascended, and the way of heaven will not just stare at us"

The white mist circulated, and the big bosses on both sides talked to each other, and they quarreled like hell.

"on purpose."

Little Pegasus saw it all, and said to Little Huzi: "This group of big bosses are deliberately making noise to delay time, they don't want to leave, and they don't want to give up the advantage to Tian Yunzong."

An Qingli was also a little speechless. These bosses had thick skins, and they were really invincible.

The level of this fog spirit should be much higher than that of the smelting fire, but the smelting fire has the talent of refining weapons, and the fog spirit has the ability to hide and possess.

Such a powerful concealment ability is much better than Xiao Lingxi, and is a good helper for assassination of the enemy. No wonder these gangsters are shamelessly fighting for it.

Shangshan looked at Patriarch Qi Gao's sleeve robe, and there was a green fence in the sleeve of Patriarch Qi Gao.

"Excuse me." Shangshan lowered his eyes and moved his lips slightly.

An Qingli understood, and took out the communication jade slip.

In fact, it is very simple to resolve disputes and quarrels, all you need is absolute strength to crush them.

Mu Sheng received a summons from his apprentice. It was rare that this scoundrel had been away from the sect for ten years, but this time he actually took the initiative to contact him.

"Why, villain, do you still remember me as a master?" Mu Sheng frowned, flipping through ancient books under the jasper tree. The ancient books recorded the refining recipe of Feisheng Pill, but the two kinds of immortal plants in it had already been used. Extinct in the borderlands.

So this Feisheng Pill can probably only be seen.

"Master is always in my disciple's heart, and I dare not forget it at all times." Hearing Mu Sheng's voice, An Qingli's mood became brighter in an instant, and she hurriedly said, "Master, someone has slandered our Tian Yunzong for oppressing others. Tu'er feels that he can't take the blame for nothing, and wants to suppress the situation."

"Then what are you going to do?" Mu Sheng didn't ask the ins and outs of the matter, and directly planned to contribute.

An Qingli said: "Dozens of tribulation-crossing realms are noisy, and I need to ask the ninth-level Lei Yihu senior to take care of the place."

"Dozens of tribulation-crossing realms, so lively?" Mu Sheng's heart moved, then there must be a good baby in this world, and it might be the Xianzhi he wanted.

Ever since he took Juyun Pill, he often had the feeling that what he wanted would come true, thinking about some high-level spiritual plant in his heart, and within a few days, that high-level spiritual plant would be sent to his door by other monks.

But yes, he is the only Ninth-Rank alchemy master left in the cultivation world, and he is still a super-Ninth-rank alchemy master. If those big sects and powerful forces don't send their own spiritual plants to Mu Sheng, where else can they send them.

Moreover, Mu Sheng is a super-ninth-grade alchemy master, as long as the quality of the materials is good enough, all the alchemy can be refined.

For the top-grade pills, some sects even took out the spiritual plant reserves at the bottom of the box.

After missing Mu Sheng's super-ninth-rank alchemist, there may be a ninth-rank alchemist in the next few thousand years, but it is difficult to find a super-ninth-rank alchemist.

A master of super-ninth-grade alchemy is a miracle in the entire Bianlan world, which is quite a bit of a flashback.

In other words, once Mu Sheng is gone, the entire Bian Lan world will decline at an accelerated rate.

Of course, the exclamation of the flashback this time is only the cognition of some high-level bosses.

Mu Sheng thought of the good treasure that he wanted to fight for even crossing the Tribulation Realm, and said happily: "Then good disciple, you wait first, and the teacher will arrive later."

Then before An Qingli could continue to speak, Mu Sheng hung up the communication jade slip, specially changed into a gorgeous robe, hugged the little fox who loved to join in the fun, and left Xiaojinghu.

The ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger leaped out from the forbidden area behind the mountain, swept the tiger's eyes, locked on to the crowded place, and carried Mu Sheng to the lively place.

Qiu Xuanjing came out of the suzerain hall with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the gloomy sky. Today is another fine day.

Originally, the matter of the Wuling didn't need to make such a mobilization, but the Tianyinzong didn't stop, and immediately notified other forces to disturb the bond between the Wuling and Shangshan.

An Qingli had no choice but to put away the jade slips in her ancestor's sleeve. It stands to reason that Master is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and I don't know why he showed up in person this time.

Besides, this Wuling was taken for the sake of the best, and I don't know if the master will slap his face and stop helping after knowing the truth.

Everyone in mid-air looked at the white mist below.

Both the Soul Transformation Realm and the Nascent Soul Realm are there, as is the old mother of Beiqiu who was forced to go to midair.

One person, one Yaoxiu, and a red-haired fox suddenly appeared in the crowd.

It came too fast, in the eyes of most people, it seemed to appear out of nowhere suddenly.

"Ha, it's so lively again." Mu Sheng held the little fox in his arms, put his consciousness into the white mist below, and said in a good mood.

"Yes, Grandmaster." It wasn't until Mu Sheng's voice fell that someone fixed his eyes and saw Mu Sheng who was dressed in Chinese clothes clearly.

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