The spirited and scattered ancient immortal cheats corpses in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 187 The Seventh Mission - Cross-Strait Battlefield 30
There are many reasons for the explosion of the pill furnace, and the system can say a lot, but it is not clear why the little sword cultivators exploded.

So in the end, the system took out a lot of books for Mo Yiyi to read by herself!
Well, in the end, I still haven't escaped the fate of reading books!

Mo Yiyi organized the little sword cultivators to practice alchemy here, and he held a book to think about it. It is impossible for the elders of the Sword Sect not to know about such a big movement here.

But these elders are happy to see the success of the matter here.

After all, alchemy or something, if Mo Yiyi can really cultivate a group of alchemists, even if they are only low-level alchemists, it will do more good than harm for Jianzong!

And they themselves are busy now.

Helping to block the mahayana period of other sects who sneaked into Jianzong, busy driving away those who plot wrongdoing, busy with one-to-many battles, and also busy negotiating with elders of other sects.

The interests represented by Mo Yiyi are simply too great.

When Mo Yiyi joined Jianzong at the beginning, the elders of other sects could still sit still.

After all, Mo Yiyi's value at that time was just like that, even if they joined Jianzong, it would not be a big loss for them.

What's more, Mo Yiyi has been in contact with the Chamber of Commerce since then, and has not stopped buying things from the Chamber of Commerce, so there is nothing to lose.

But later, as Mo Yiyi brought out more and more things and their value was getting higher and higher, these elders couldn't sit still anymore.

Especially after the prosperity of Tianbang later, these elders paid more attention to Mo Yiyi.

But today, Mo Yiyi was able to take out the flesh and blood of Jiaolong!
Now these elders have to stretch out their hands to test it even if they are hindered by Jianzong's force value!

In the past, because of Jianzong's strength value, even if he was muttering in his heart, he could only suppress the greed in his heart and turn a blind eye to the treasures that Mo Yiyi might have.

But today, they saw it with their own eyes, so close contact, how could they give up arresting Mo Yiyi, and then shake off the temptation of all the treasures on her body? ?

Relying on the large number of people on their side, these Mahayanas sneaked into Jianzong's temporary residence.

For strong men like them, they only need to give them a few breaths of space, and they can take Mo Yiyi away quietly!

But who would have thought that the elders of Jianzong had a lot of experience, and brought Mo Yiyi to the elder hall at the first time, and Mo Yiyi was so well-behaved that he would not leave the elder hall for half a step. The sword masters were in class, and she never left the elder hall even once!
As for the elders of the Sword Sect, it seemed that they had already anticipated what would happen next.

Such as negotiating with the elders of Yaozong, which is related to the interests of Jianzong, they only sent Wu Yao, the person involved, to talk with the seven elders from Yaozong, so they are not afraid of him being at a disadvantage!

As for the rest of the elders, tsk tsk tsk, a group of sword cultivators with amazing fighting power, amazing fighting will, and amazing fighting experience, all holding their own natal swords, like cats who are highly concentrated and ready to catch mice, quietly waiting for other Mahayanas Period of patronage!
The two crippled Mahayanas lay motionless on the ground, probably because they knew that the sword cultivator who was also seriously injured would not really kill them, and each of them acted very bachelor.

The elder of Jianzong tugged on his badly torn clothes, with a distressed look on his face.

The array teacher just hates, layer after layer of traps, he almost didn't overturn today.

But looking at those two Mahayana periods whose arms and legs were removed by him, he became interested again.

It's just that he went in a good mood and searched the two Mahayana periods, but found very little.

"Why are you carrying this on your body??"

The sword cultivators in the Mahayana period couldn't believe it, but the two who were robbed rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Knowing that there is a risk of being caught, they are not stupid, how could they still carry their collection with them!
The sword cultivator obviously also reacted, knowing their plan, he was really out of anger at the moment.

But even if you are angry, you can't really kill them. After all, the Mahayana period is the top combat power in the Eastern Continent today, and they are still needed to deal with the invasion of the Western Continent.

Therefore, the sword cultivator could only take a deep breath, and then he dropped the two sword cultivators who had lost their arms and legs, and took two large basins and put them under them. The sword unceremoniously stabbed their wound twice, leaving his spiritual power on it, preventing their spiritual power from continuing to seal the wound!

"Since you have nothing, leave some blood for me!"

This is a newly discovered profitable business by this group of sword repair elders.

Before, they never thought that the blood of the Mahayana period could sell spirit stones. After all, the Chamber of Commerce did not dare to accept this thing with great fanfare.

But since Mo Yiyi came into being, this group of Mahayana elders has opened the door to a new world!
After stuffing a golden lotus seed into his mouth, the injuries on his body quickly recovered in sevens and eighties, and the elder Jianzong's eyes were crooked with a smile.

Golden lotus seeds are a good thing, but the quantity is too small. They didn't get much from Wu Yao's body after more than 50 Mahayana periods, and in the end they only had one for each person.

But with this kind of healing elixir, they are much more comfortable dealing with those Mahayanas who want to sneak in.

The blood of the two Mahayana stages hadn't been drained yet, but he felt the intruder again, and he didn't care about these two at the moment, so he directly took the blood basin, and disappeared in a blink of an eye!

And these two mahayana phases shook their bodies and used spiritual power to pull their hands and feet, put them on themselves, and disappeared instantly!

These two people escaped from birth, but the other one was caught by the sword cultivator of the Mahayana period, but suffered a catastrophe, and after being shaved, he became a blood bag.

This kind of thing is still happening near the temporary station of Jianzong. The Mahayana who were full of confidence were hit head-on by this group of swordsmen, and then they were bled. It was really miserable.

Such a result was beyond their expectation. After all, no one could have imagined that each of these sword repairmen had at least one holy medicine for healing. The difficulty index doubled directly, and the group of people who were beaten were caught off guard!

Mo Yiyi who stayed in the steward's hall didn't know about it at all, she was completely isolated from the bloody storm outside, and she was in a good mood to accept the refining results of the little sword cultivators!

Yes, not long ago, a little sword cultivator finally succeeded in refining the golden sore medicine, and shared his experience, and got Mo Yiyi's reward.

Afterwards, the other little sword cultivators achieved results one after another, and bowls of golden sore medicine were delivered to Mo Yiyi!
Mo Yiyi repaired these small swords by counting spirit coins, and at the same time checked the quality of these golden sore medicines.

The quality is actually not that good, especially after taking out the ones refined by Mo Yiyi for comparison, the gap is particularly obvious.

Mo Yiyi's sore medicine is snow-white, and the powder is very delicate. When you smell it up close, you can smell a faint bitter taste and a fragrance of grass and trees. It also has a lot of weight, a big bowl!

But these little sword cultivators are much worse at refining.

The gold sore medicine they refine has crystals in it, and some of the powder will gather into lumps, and the color is also dull, either yellow or gray. When you smell it close, the smell is very light.

The effect of this golden sore medicine is not very good, but Mo Yiyi feels very happy if it succeeds.

If you can succeed now, you will definitely get better and better in the future!
Therefore, in order to encourage these little sword cultivators, she also kept the bowl of golden sore medicine she made as a sample, and said that if it was such a golden sore medicine, she would be willing to give two more spirit coins as a reward!

Now the little sword cultivators are even more enthusiastic!
As for Mo Yiyi, she has already started distributing paper cranes to the stewards, asking them to send someone over to help her distribute spirit coins to Xiao Jianxiu!

It's just that the stewards are free!

The paper cranes were sent out one after another, and the paper cranes flew back one after another, and the news they brought back was the same, that is, let Mo Yiyi, the manager, take the lead for a while, and definitely come after they finish their work!

But Mo Yiyi looked at the long line of little sword cultivators who were very anxious, and looked at the big pot of golden sore medicine powder piled up beside her, she couldn't do it herself!
The little sword cultivator in the front row over there is already urging.

Now that they can refine the golden sore medicine, time is the spiritual coin for them, and they feel that it is a waste to delay here!
In the end, Mo Yiyi could only raise his hand, telling them not to line up!

"You go back first, and then continue to practice! I will find someone to collect it from your position in a while, and the spirit coins will be settled at that time!"

The little sword cultivators can think about it, but they only have a jade bowl in their hands to hold the golden sore medicine, which is obviously not enough!

In the end, Mo Yiyi could only continue to find a craftsman to refine a batch of vats for her to hold pills.

Originally, the pills on the market were all high-quality jade bottles and porcelain bottles, but they produced too much, and the cost of porcelain bottles and jade bottles was too high. Obviously, a big pot with a big belly would be more suitable.

Fortunately, this kind of ordinary water tank is not difficult to forge. A craftsman can refine seven or eight at a time. The material is sand that can be seen everywhere. The refined water tank is somewhat transparent and the surface is smoother. There's nothing wrong with being ugly.

With the container, what about the manpower?
Mo Yiyi thought about it, and finally took out the general ledger booklet in his hand and flipped forward, looking for the former stewards.

Yes, the solution Mo Yiyi came up with was very simple, that is to hire a few stewards who left the steward hall to come back to work!
The steward who left the steward's hall may not have had any unhappiness with the steward's hall, so he left.

In fact, there is a regulation within Jianzong that the highest state of stewards in the steward hall can only reach the stage of transforming gods.

The stewards who have exceeded the stage of becoming a god must resign, so most of the former stewards resigned automatically because they exceeded their realm.

Mo Yiyi turned the account book to the very front, and some names she didn't recognize appeared.

Each application form has the applicant's name and a touch of spiritual power written on it. It doesn't matter if Mo Yiyi doesn't know these people, she just needs to touch the folded paper cranes on it to imbibe the other party's spiritual power.

Then let the paper crane fly, and the paper crane will follow the breath of spiritual power to find that person.

Mo Yiyi stacked a dozen origami cranes, looked for them one by one, and let them fly.

The first four paper cranes flew smoothly, but when the fifth name was found and the paper crane was touched, the paper crane did not move at all!
Mo Yiyi thought that there was something wrong with the paper crane, and then tried another one, but found that it still didn't respond, and then realized that it might be because of the distance!
After all, the disciples of Jianzong on the battlefield adopt a rotation system. Every year, some disciples return to Jianzong for one reason or another.

So she didn't care, and continued to turn backwards.

After she released a few more, she found a paper crane that only hovered in front of her, but did not fly away.

Mo Yiyi was puzzled again, took down the paper crane, checked it carefully, and let it fly again after confirming that there was no problem, but the paper crane was still only hovering above her head.

Mo Yiyi didn't know why, just when she was wondering, this paper crane was pinched by a slender hand, and then the thumb of that hand touched the lighted eyes of the paper crane, and the bright spots disappeared.

Mo Yiyi looked over, it was a young man with male and female features, he looked young, with short hair, and the uniform of a disciple of the Sword Sect was a little loose, and he looked a little sloppy.

He returned the paper crane to Mo Yiyi, and explained to her.

"The paper cranes will circle around if they can't find someone. The person you're looking for must be too far away."

Is that so?

"So, the reason why the origami cranes are spinning around and not responding is because the distance is too far away?" Maybe it was because Mo Yiyi met a good-looking person, and Mo Yiyi also had some interest in talking.

The young Jianxiu smiled, and his smile was beautiful.

"If you don't respond, you're dead."

What?
The young man glanced at the booklet in her hand, stretched out his fingers and flipped through it casually, and found a page naturally.

He took the paper crane and clicked on a certain name, and the paper crane's eyes lit up again, but it remained motionless in the young man's hand.

"Look, that's it." The young man tapped the applicant's name on it with his fingertips, and said naturally.

"Zheng Feng, died in the 130th year of the Sino-Japanese War. He died of credulous believers in evil gods, and was killed by suicide attacks by those children who came back after him."

The young man moved his fingers away, and he still looked lazy with a smile on his face.

"So, later on, our Jianzong taught new disciples not to trust others, and don't trust anyone except yourself, and don't have any kindness. Those believers of evil gods used to pretend to be pitiful, but later they may have found out that they are not trusting to our Jianzong. The disciples are useless, so they don’t use them any more. Those believers of the evil god are all puppets in the hands of the evil god, no matter adults or children, so you can’t be soft-hearted.”

Having said that, Mo Yiyi's mood suddenly became uncomfortable.

Seeing that Mo Yiyi didn't speak, the young man smiled again, then moved his finger to the edge of the page, where the approver was.

"Chang Lianchun, this is my name. The second deputy manager on the battlefield. Later, I resigned and handed it over to Manager Qian, and then you."

Oh, oh, Mo Yiyi didn't expect that the original deputy manager was among the people she notified, her eyes widened a bit.

Chang Lianchun is very kind.

"We actually met before, in the steward's hall, but you may not have seen me."

Mo Yiyi tilted her head, when had she seen him?

"I am an elder now, how about it, do you have any impression?"

Mo Yiyi's eyes widened again because of these words, and the smile in Chang Lianchun's eyes widened even more.

He patted the little guy's head with his spiritual power, then stood up straight, Mo Yiyi saw him fully at this moment!

Chang Lianchun didn't know what he was doing before, there were bloodstains on the hem and cuffs of his clothes, and some bloodstains on the log scabbard hanging from his waist.

There wasn't much blood. He should have cleaned himself with a tactic before he came here, but this tactic didn't clean it up cleanly, and some corners and corners still remained.

However, Mo Yiyi didn't ask this question. After all, it was very common for sword repairmen in the Mahayana stage to compete with each other.

She has been a disciple of Jianzong for two years, and she still knows this kind of rules!

Mo Yiyi thought he had guessed the truth, so he threw it aside, and then he started to fidget again.

"Well, I didn't mean it..." Giving a paper crane to a Mahayana elder to lure him back to work, she was out of order no matter what.

However, Chang Lianchun didn't mind.

"It's okay, it just so happens that Manager Qian left and didn't take you with him, so I'll take you with me. And..." Chang Lianchun's smile widened by two points, and his tone became much lighter, "And you also gave Lingshi, isn't it?"

Mo Yiyi did give the spirit stone, and the paper crane said that the price of the spirit stone was negotiable.

No, Chang Lianchun asked now.

"Mr. Mo, how much spirit stone do you think I'm worth?"

To be honest, Mo Yiyi really didn't want to hire this former deputy manager. After all, the employment fee for a Mahayana period must be calculated with top-quality spirit stones!

This is too bad!
Of course Chang Lianchun saw her reluctance, but he just looked at Mo Yiyi with a smile, until finally Mo Yiyi couldn't hold it anymore and stretched out a finger.

"Ten top-quality spirit stones a day."

Mo Yiyi felt that it was impossible for Chang Lianchun to agree to such a price, but he didn't want Chang Lianchun to just nod.

After nodding, he still asked Mo Yiyi.

"This price is fine. Manager Mo, I have a batch of good goods in hand. I wonder if you will accept them here?"

good stuff?What good?
Chang Lianchun raised his hand, and he took out a large basin of blood!
It was obviously blood, but the smell of blood in the blood was very faint. Mo Yiyi almost instantly noticed the vigorous spiritual power contained in it, and then she recognized it immediately.

"Blood from the Mahayana period??"

Chang Lianchun nodded and said naturally.

"Yes, it's still fresh, do you accept it?"

charge?

Mo Yiyi looked at Chang Lianchun who was smiling, then at the pool of blood, and then at Chang Lianchun's sloppy look, with his clothes still a little too big, and he instantly had an idea.

I didn't expect my Mahayana elders to be so poor. They bled all the year round for Lingshi, and then saved it up to sell!

Originally, Mo Yiyi still felt sorry for the Lingshi he hired from the Mahayana period, but now he didn't feel sorry for him anymore, but rather felt sorry for his own Mahayana elder.

"receive!"

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