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

If Mo Yiyi is a bad person, it's fine if he insists on getting together to give others justice.

Mo Yiyi didn't say anything else, she was willing to spend so much money and put in so much effort to protect those poor women just by eradicating the Hui family, she is a great kind person!

Such a good man, but his own nephew insists on getting involved, is he just looking for a draw!
Mo Yiyi had already prepared a stick for Zheng Qingbai, a piece of fourth-grade sympathy wood, the thickness of a baby's arm, and an excellent material for refining weapons.

Originally, Zheng Qingbai was reluctant to discipline this nephew, but when he saw this sympathy tree, he changed his mind instantly!
Zheng Qingbo held the sympathy tree in his hand, and spoke to Mo Yiyi in a very righteous way.

"My nephew is really outrageous, this time I have to discipline him properly!"

Sympathy wood, this is sympathy wood!

Zheng Qingbai saw a sympathy tree at the exchange office of the imperial court, but the sympathy tree was thinner than this one, only half the length, but the price was extremely high.

And before Zheng Qingbai could take a second look, he was bought by a senior.

Even because of this lack of sympathy, the two seniors fought fiercely in front of him, and finally attracted their superiors to calm down the fight!
At that time, Zheng Qingbai was still relatively young, and later he came to Guang'an City to defend the city, and he happened to be assigned to work under one of the two seniors who fought, and his current immediate boss happened to be the one who didn't get the sympathy tree back then!
Leaving aside the value of this sympathy wood, just the fact that this is the material his immediate superior has been looking for is enough to make Zheng Qingbai excited!
Facing his ignorant nephew, Zheng Qingbo could only say sorry in his heart.

For the sake of my uncle's future, I can only wrong him this time!
Zheng Qingming was let go, he was still a little dazed looking at his uncle's attitude, but his instinct like a small animal told him that something bad was about to happen!
So he took two steps back, trying to distance himself from his uncle.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Qingming, it was Uncle who neglected to discipline you before and let you act recklessly. Now that you take care of this matter, I will help you and show that couple."

What, what do you mean?
Zheng Qingming didn't understand Zheng Qingbai's words, but this didn't prevent him from turning around and running!

But a rookie in the Qi refining stage, how can he run past the Jindan stage!
Zheng Qingming didn't even see how Zheng Qingbai was moving, so he came up to him, and then hit his meatiest buttocks with a long stick.

"what!!"

With a scream, Zheng Qingming has never been spanked at such a big age!
In fact, it really doesn't matter how much it hurts, after all, Zheng Qingbo really loves his nephew who has seen him growing up since he was a child, so he kept his strength when hitting.

But Zheng Qingming's cry was very miserable. On the one hand, it hurt, and on the other hand, he was frightened!
Zheng Qingbai's target was very accurate, which was his ass, so no matter how Zheng Qingming escaped, the stick still hit him on his ass.

Even if Zheng Qingming used his spiritual power to protect his butt, it would not work, sympathy wood has the effect of breaking the spirit, not to mention Zheng Qingming's spiritual power, it is the spiritual barrier of the Jindan period, and he will stop when he meets the sympathy tree.

But it can be seen that Zheng Qingbai released the water.

During Zheng Qingming's qi refining period, he ran around the yard, and the stick landed on his butt about ten times.

If Zheng Qingbai really wanted to fight for a Jindan period, he could finish it with a thousand blows, let alone ten blows for such a long time!
Although Zheng Qingbai was just pretending, the effect was quite good. No, that brat who had been tossing and tossing all the time stopped now, and stared wide-eyed at Zheng Qingming who was being chased and beaten on the field. , every time he was hit, the brat shivered, and then shrank even more towards his mother.

Mo Yiyi watched Zheng Qingming being beaten, but he kept observing the couple from the corner of his eye.

The woman obviously felt sorry for her child. Not only did she cry even more when she saw the child, but when Zheng Qingbai beat Zheng Qingming, she adjusted her position to block the child so that he could shrink behind her.

On the contrary, he was a father, but he didn't look at his child at the moment, but looked at the situation on the field thoughtfully with light in his eyes.

When Mo Yiyi tied him up just now, he was terrified.

Now it has recovered a little, and it is not so embarrassing.

Seeing that Zheng Qingming finished the second lap alive and kicking, Mo Yiyi finally opened his mouth.

"Zheng Daoyou calm down, thinking about being educated like this, your nephew should also be taught a lesson."

This is considered possible.

Zheng Qingbai heaved a sigh of relief, then naturally put away the sympathy wood on his hands, smiled and cupped hands with Mo Yiyi.

"Let Xiaoyou Mo see a joke, ashamed, ashamed."

"Children always need to be disciplined. If they are well disciplined, they can still become talents."

Mo Yiyi said this while looking at the child hiding behind his mother. After she finished speaking, she looked at Zheng Qingbai again, and with a flip of her hands, there was a jar of third-grade spirit fruit wine.

"I was the one who was rude this time, and disturbed Zheng Daoyou's elegant mood. It's not convenient for me to drink, so I can only offer drinks to make amends."

"Where is it, Xiaoyou Mo is being polite, you are being polite!"

Zheng Qingbai stepped forward in a few steps, took the jar of wine, and then said a few polite words to Mo Yiyi with a smile, and then took his nephew to leave!
Zheng Qingbai took Zheng Qingming away, and Mo Yiyi looked at the family of three and the wine owner who had been left behind.

When Zheng Qingming was taken away, he even looked at the owner of the wine several times, wanting to take her away too.

But he had just been beaten by his uncle, and he was a little afraid of his uncle, so he didn't dare to mention it.

The wine owner watched Zheng Qingming leave with disbelief in his eyes, he struggled a few times without moving, and then his eyes turned red.

Mo Yiyi ignored the bar owner, but looked at the family of three.

"Now that the sample is done, tell me who will come between you two?"

None of the parents stood up, and even the mother took two steps back with tears in her eyes.

Mo Yiyi nodded, then looked at the father.

"Very well, since that's the case, then you come."

The father was a little bit astonished, and looked back at his wife. The mother didn't expect that after taking two steps back, she would reveal her husband, and Mo Yiyi would misunderstand her!

Mo Yiyi took back the red thread tied around the man's body, then flipped his hand over, and there was an extra ruler in his hand.

This ruler is a bit long, it is something from the academy, custom made by Mo Yiyi, it is made of pure bamboo, it hurts to beat someone!

Mo Yiyi held the ruler forward and handed it over, but the man didn't pick it up immediately, he was still a bit hesitant.

"The sample has been prepared for you, educate your children well, make sure that your children will not be in debt casually, and you can leave. If not..." Mo Yiyi smiled expressionlessly twice . "If not, I wouldn't do anything to you. I just stripped you and your son naked and threw them on the road."

Don't you like to pull the fabric on other people's bodies, wondering what's underneath?

Then she will make him curious enough, and let him know how it feels to be hurt by gossip!
Of course, Mo Yiyi was only going to pick up the father and son. After all, they were men and their clothes were stripped. Although they would be talked about as a funny thing for a while, people would not care after a while.

After all, these days, shirtless men can be found everywhere, but they are just stripped naked, which is not a big deal.

Mo Yiyi saw that the man had clearly made up his mind, yet he wanted to write ink with her here, showing his paternal love and hesitation, and Mo Yiyi became a little impatient.

"Come on, pick them both up for me!"

Mo Yiyi threw the ruler on the ground, and then called for someone to do it.

For the matter of picking up a man's clothes, it's better to let the servants in the mansion do it. Shuangxi and Honghua refused to let Mo Yiyi roll up their sleeves.

The man saw the guarding servants surrounding him, he really panicked now, he quickly picked up the ruler on the ground, opened his mouth and said.

"I hit, I hit!"

It can be seen that he is more willing to let his son suffer this flesh and blood than shame!

Mo Yiyi took back the red rope on the little boy, and the little boy hid behind his mother desperately, tears streaming down his face in fear.

"Father! Don't hit me! Mom! Mom! Dad wants to hit me!!! Woooooo..."

The mother wanted to stop him, but the father became more panicked when he looked at the servants who were staring at him all around him, and beat him with his ruler in his hands!

The little boy was afraid and hid behind the mother, so he hit the mother firmly all at once.

The mother sobbed in pain, but she didn't hide, she stopped abruptly, and protected her son from her husband's second swipe of the ruler!
The father doesn't care who the ruler hits, he only cares about hitting it once and for all!

Five hits in a row, the father didn't show mercy, all five hits hit the same position, and the mother's crotch immediately oozes blood!

But the mother still didn't hide, she just kept crying and whimpering, wanting to ask her husband not to beat her.

The child hid behind his mother and cried, not knowing whether he hadn't seen her mother's blood or was really frightened.

Mo Yiyi moved her fingers, and the red rope that tied the woman lifted her up, causing her to float into the air, and then completely exposed the boy who was blocked behind her.

The boy was still tugging on the mother's skirt, even if the mother flew up, he didn't let go.

Fortunately, Mo Yiyi realized the problem, and before the mother-in-law disappeared, she directly wrapped her legs with a red rope, and her skirt was tied around her body, so that she didn't really disappear.

The child grabbed it hard, so his feet were off the ground by two points. He cried loudly and pulled the mother's skirt tightly, as if trying to pull the mother back!
The child leaked out, and the father who was beating fiercely just now held the ruler high, his hands turned white from being squeezed hard, and he didn't stop beating this time!

Women and children were crying, and the father was sweating coldly. Mo Yiyi looked on indifferently, and let him stand in a stalemate without her urging him.

Seeing that there were not enough fruits in the fruit baskets of Shuangxi Honghua and Heipaoren, she added another round, and then said.

"This basket is not enough, and I don't know if there is any good craftsmanship in the sect."

Mo Yiyi's fruit baskets were also bought from the chamber of commerce. At the beginning, Mo Yiyi bought these fruit baskets because they looked good. She didn't know how to use them before. They belonged to Mo Yiyi's collection just like those beautiful flower papers. .

But since joining Jianzong, these beautiful and exquisite fruit baskets have become consumables, and they will be used up in a blink of an eye!

Shuangxi and Honghua were new disciples, and they didn't know it. After thinking for a while, the black-robed man used his spiritual power to pull a handful of thin rattan from somewhere, the thickness of the noodles, and then weaved it quickly!

He is re-engraving the fruit basket in his hand, not to mention, except for the difference in material and color, the final product is almost exactly the same!
The man in black carried the fruit basket with spiritual power and put it in Mo Yiyi's hands. Mo Yiyi held the fruit basket and looked left and right, and then he became happy.

"Oh, the workmanship is really good, but the material is not good enough. If you can weave it with silk from Xiaoyun bamboo, it will be very beautiful!"

Xiaoyun bamboo is a kind of bamboo of the eighth rank, but it is a useless existence among the eighth rank.

It does not contain any aura in its body, and its growth cycle is the same as that of normal bamboo. The only difference is its color and hardness.

The reason why the little cloud bamboo was rated as the eighth grade is because the hardness of the little cloud bamboo has reached the eighth grade.

But the small cloud bamboo can't hold spiritual power, and it will burn when exposed to fire, the kind that burns very quickly, so no matter how hard the small cloud bamboo is, few people will use it as a weapon.

There is a reason why Mo Yiyi wants to make baskets out of cloud bamboo. She is not interested in the hardness of cloud bamboo, but she likes the color of cloud bamboo.

Xiaoyun bamboo, a kind of bamboo that will turn into a dull golden color after drying out the water in it!
The man in black has no objection to this, as long as the benefits are in place, any material is fine!

Mo Yiyi saw that the man in black didn't object, so she planned to send a letter to Mr. Huo!

It is not difficult to find Xiaoyun bamboo, and even in the place where Xiaoyun bamboo grows, this kind of bamboo has become a tyrant in that area, occupying a large area of ​​land.

It is not difficult to find Xiaoyun bamboo, but it is somewhat difficult to cut it down.

Find the chamber of commerce for this matter, and the chamber of commerce will eventually go to Jianzong to place an order.

That being the case, why did she let the Chamber of Commerce make a profit?
It's just that Mo Yiyi didn't have a message from the mission hall, so he had to go to Mr. Huo in the steward's hall first, and ask him if he could help to send a mission to buy Xiao Yunzhu in the mission hall.

This is of course no problem, but the purchase price is a bit difficult for Mission Hall.

After all, Little Cloud Bamboo is an eighth-rank spiritual plant. Although it is useless, it still needs a Mahayana period to cut it down.

In the end, it was Mo Yiyi who made the decision, one of which was counted as one top-quality spirit stone, but she wanted the mature Xiao Yunzhu, and she didn't want the immature ones.

The color of the mature Xiaoyun bamboo is brighter and brighter after drying, and that kind of light is incomparable to the growth period of Xiaoyun bamboo.

It is also easy to identify the maturity of Xiaoyun bamboo. Mature Xiaoyun bamboo will produce seeds, just like ordinary bamboo. Xiaoyun bamboo usually reproduces by the bamboo shoots that emerge, but when they grow to maturity, they will also Knot bamboo rice.