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Speaking of Huang Xing, Mo Yiyi's heart skipped a beat.

Yellow apricot is a spiritual fruit of the eighth rank, and its main function is healing.

It is not only the main medicine of the eighth-grade recovery pill, but it still has remarkable effects when taken directly!
When Mo Yiyi heard Fan Rong say Huang Xing, his first reaction was that someone in Xuantian Sect was injured, and the injured person was a Mahayana monk!

The names of the elders on Xuantianzong's face turned in her mind, and she hadn't heard of them appearing recently.

Xuantianzong has always been quite mysterious, not only the disciples below are mysterious, but also the elders inside are also mysterious.

Unless there are special circumstances, they will not appear in front of people.

Even in a place like the battlefield, Xuantianzong has never communicated with other sects, and it belongs to itself to do it silently.

However, although she already had some doubts in her heart, her face did not change. Instead, she turned over her hand and took a yellow apricot between her fingers.

"Is this what you said?"

The moment Fan Rong said Huang Xing, he regretted it, but because his son and his wife were upset, he opened his mouth and said it!
Fan Rong regretted it in his heart, and before he could make amends, Huang Xing appeared in front of him!
Fan Rong was stunned, staring stupidly at the Huang Xing in Mo Yiyi's hand, at a loss, but after Mo Yiyi thought about it, he still chose not to speak clearly, but continued to pretend to be confused with Fan Rong.

Mo Yiyi threw the yellow apricot to Fan Rong, and saw that he was in a hurry to pick it up in the stage of transformation, and his tone was very flat.

"You can check it out. This is Huang Xing. If you can help me get things done, it's okay to give you one."

Fan Rong opened his mouth stupidly, looked at the yellow apricot in his hand, and looked at Mo Yiyi.

Originally, Fan Rong looked at Mo Yiyi with defensive eyes, but now, Fan Rong's eyes on Mo Yiyi gradually became hot.

Golden thighs, this is it! ! !

Fan Rong held the yellow apricot in his palm, then suppressed the eagerness in his tone, and spoke as slowly as possible.

"Xiaoyou Mo is really open-minded. How many yellow apricots does Xiaoyou Mo have?"

Mo Yiyi sneered and asked Fan Rong back.

"Isn't one yellow apricot not enough for you to do things?"

Leaving aside the grade and efficacy of the yellow apricot, the fact that the yellow apricot is apparently extinct in the cultivation world is enough to make the price of this yellow apricot double again and again.

If you want to buy some fabrics, a yellow apricot is definitely enough.

Of course, Fan Rong also knew the value and scarcity of the yellow apricot.

After all, he had been in charge of the chamber of commerce for so long, and this was the first time he had seen Huang Xing!
But if you know it, you know, this yellow apricot is not enough for him.

He subconsciously paid attention to Wu Yao from the corner of his eye. At this moment, Wu Yao was holding his wife's tail and shaking it back and forth, causing his wife to lie flat and let her be trampled.

He knew that his performance today would definitely make the Mahayana elder of the Sword Sect suspicious, but considering the situation in Xuantian Sect, he should finally decide to reveal something!
Of course, although he decided to reveal some information, he couldn't say it out loud, so he took the yellow apricot and continued to negotiate with Mo Yiyi about the fabric.

"Little friend Mo, there is nothing wrong with the price of Huang Xing, but after thinking about it, you also know that some people can't be moved by mediocre things."

What Fan Rong said was simply nonsense.

For a baby like Huang Xing, as long as Mo Yiyi is willing to make a lot of moves, there really isn't a door she can't knock on!

It's just that if Mo Yiyi really did this, then the troubles she would face in the future would definitely be serious.

After all, it's one thing to be rich, quite another to be taken advantage of.

People will covet Mo Yiyi because of his wealth.

But if they think that Mo Yiyi is being taken advantage of, then this coveting will most likely turn into endless troubles.

For some beautiful fabrics, Mo Yiyi really couldn't stimulate the nerves of those who coveted her wealth.

She wants more beautiful clothes, but only if she can't cause trouble for herself.

Mo Yiyi was willing to pay a price to get on the Brahma Spider Clan, but if the price was too high, she would not agree.

Therefore, one or two yellow apricots is fine, but if there are too many, she is obviously unwilling to pay.

Fan Rong meant that he wanted more, but Mo Yiyi didn't intend to give it.

Of course, Fan Rong knew how unreasonable his words were, so after he finished speaking, before Mo Yiyi could refuse, Fan Rong said again.

"There is an elder in our Xuantian Sect named Xuezhi, does little friend Mo know that?"

Mo Yiyi blinked her eyes, unexpectedly, she hadn't mentioned this elder yet, Fan Rong took the initiative to mention it!
Mo Yiyi didn't speak, and Fan Rong didn't need Mo Yiyi to say anything, he just said it on his own.

"Elder Xuezhi is a half-demon, and the demon veins are Brahma spiders. Elder Xuezhi is very good at weaving. She can also make Brahma brocade, and it is a good-grade Brahma brocade. If Xiaoyou Mo likes Brahma brocade, Elder Xuezhi will also I can help."

"Oh? It turns out that Elder Xuezhi can also weave Brahma brocade. I didn't know about it."

Brahma brocade is woven from the silk of the Brahma spider, and it doesn't matter whether it can weave or not.

Mo Yiyi's words can be regarded as questioning what Fan Rong said. After all, the demon veins are demon veins, and the demon body is demon body, just like Wu Yao, who is also a half-demon, and he is also a half-demon in the Mahayana period.

However, if he hadn't eaten those leaves, dry grass and branches before, which caused the blood to be turbulent and purified again, breaking through a certain limit of the half-demon blood, he would not have grown the most important horn for Pixiu!

In the same way, for other half-demons, they have the blood of the demon clan, but the help this blood can bring them is actually limited, and it is incomparable with real pure blood.

And these half-demons can inherit the talents in the blood, but they cannot inherit the talents of the pure-blooded demons.

Just like the silk spun by the Brahma spider, it belongs to the ability brought by the demon.

Of course, it doesn't mean that half-demons with the blood of Brahma spiders don't have the ability to spin silk, but there is still a big difference between the silks spun out by such half-demons and the silks spun out by real pure blood.

If the silk of a pure blood is natural, then the silk of a half-demon is synthetic.

Obviously, Mo Yiyi knew the difference clearly, so it would not be easy for Fan Rong to fool her.

Fan Rong was not angry because of Mo Yiyi's questioning, his expression was still calm.

"Of course it is possible, but I think Xiaoyou Mo must know the difference, so the Brahma brocade that Elder Xuezhi can weave is almost the same quality as the Brahma brocade that I buy every day."

Elder Xuezhi was at the Mahayana stage, so logically speaking, the Brahma brocade she wove should also be of the eighth grade.

But just because she is a half-demon, even if Elder Xuezhi did a lot of research on it, the quality of the Brahma brocade weaved in the end has never improved!
After hearing this explanation, Mo Yiyi could understand it, but thinking about the mermaid hair and scales he had just received, Mo Yiyi still felt insufficient after thinking about it.

If she just wanted to buy more Brahma Brocade, she would be at a loss if she was busy and paid so much.

Therefore, after Mo Yiyi hesitated for a while, he still decided to go on the road of joining the Brahma spider clan!
So she didn't answer, Fan Rong waited, and seeing that Mo Yiyi didn't respond, he knew that Mo Yiyi was dissatisfied with the purchase method he proposed.

"Does Xiaoyou Mo have other plans?"

Just ask if you don't understand, and don't beat around the bush when talking to sword repairers, because if you talk for a long time, they are very likely to draw their swords directly and use force to solve the problem!

Mo Yiyi didn't hide anything this time, and directly told Fan Rong about his purpose.

"Elder Xuezhi is good at craftsmanship, but if she is the only one, the production will always be less."

"so?"

"So, I want to talk to the Brahma spider demons."

"This……"

The Brahma spider clan is also considered to be a relatively mysterious clan within the demon clan.

The Brahma brocade has a great reputation, and the Brahma spiders have a lot of high-level combat power, but at the same time, there are also many races who want to attack them. This makes the Brahma spiders hide relatively deep, and few people know the territory of the Brahma spiders. Where.

Elder Xuezhi is a half-demon, and the other half is a Brahma spider. She is very likely to have connections with the Brahma spider clan.

Mo Yiyi couldn't be too active in this kind of thing, she stopped talking and didn't talk about anything else, this was waiting for Fan Rong's choice.

Fan Rong hesitated meaningfully, then smiled wryly, and said.

"To tell you the truth, Mo Xiaoyou, our Xuantian Sect really needs a batch of yellow apricots, preferably a hundred pieces."

This time Mo Yiyi stopped talking, it was Wu Yao over there who spoke.

"Oh? Why didn't I know that there was something wrong with the elders of Xuantianzong?"

Fan Rong's words made it clear that the elder Xuantianzong was injured, and it seemed that the injury was not clear.

Fan Rong was still kneeling on the ground at this moment, when he heard Wu Yao's words, he was already prepared, but his heart sank.

Fortunately, he had already prepared the plan in his heart, so he saluted Wu Yao again, and then said this.

"Young people don't dare to deceive Elder Wu Yao, our Xuantian Sect, it is indeed difficult."

Fan Rong swallowed, his expression was struggling, and he spoke after a while.

"I think Jianzong should be able to understand us. Because of our historical origin, our Xuantianzong has relatively little communication with other sects. We can live by closing the door tightly in daily life, but on this battlefield, our Xuantianzong also bears the burden. Many elders were injured under great pressure."

Wu Yao nodded. If the elder was injured on the battlefield, it would be difficult to heal the injury due to the pollution of the filthy air. This reason is also reasonable.

But Wu Yao knew that this person was not telling the truth.

At least he didn't finish his reasons for wanting a hundred yellow apricots in one go!
But will Wu Yao ask the bottom line?

will not.

It wasn't that Wu Yao wanted to help Xuantianzong pit his disciples, it was Fan Rong's choice that made Wu Yao unable to pursue it further.

The reason Fan Rong used was well thought out.

On the one hand, he kind of explained the main reason why he needs a lot of yellow apricots.

On the other hand, he is also telling Wu Yao that their Xuantianzong is in a very bad state, if this transaction cannot be completed, maybe on the battlefield, their Xuantianzong will adopt a more conservative approach.

It's not that I don't want to contribute, but that I have to be more scruples.

Can Wu Yao gamble?
he can not.

As long as it is related to the battlefield, all sects in the Eastern Continent can only stand on the united front.

Now Xuantianzong secretly seeks help from the disciples and elders of Jianzong, can they not help?
Their Jianzong has supported almost all the sects on the battlefield. Xuantianzong had never asked for help from Jianzong before, and now the reason for opening this mouth is to heal the injuries suffered by the elders of their own sects on the battlefield. Wu Yao can still say what?
In the end, he could only choose to keep his mouth shut. As for Mo Yiyi, she knew it too.

That's all Fan Rong said, even if it's not for the Brahma spiders, she still wants to take the hundred yellow apricots.

After all, if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of the eventuality. What if the elders in Xuantianzong's real sect are seriously injured and cannot withstand the front line of the battlefield?
So Mo Yiyi didn't say anything, but just threw a storage bag to Fan Rong.

There are 99 yellow apricots in the storage bag, plus the one in Fan Rong's hand, exactly one hundred!

Fan Rong's hands holding the storage bag were trembling. The invisibility of emotions and anger he had practiced all these years had already been defeated, and the joy and excitement on his face could hardly be suppressed!

Seeing him so excited, Mo Yiyi poured a basin of cold water on him in a disgraceful way.

"Huang Xing is given to you, and you have to do what I ask. And, to ensure that you are not fooling us, this time I request to communicate directly with your Xuantian Sect elders."

Fan Rong held the storage bag, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Okay, I'll contact the elder right away."

After saying this, Fan Rong slowly got up from the ground, glanced at his wife and son, and finally retreated slowly without saying anything.

Fan Rong was very concerned about his wife and son, he didn't say anything, he just agreed to put his son and wife here first, and he went outside to contact the sect, so that Mo Yiyi and Wu Yao didn't have to worry about him running away.

In fact, he doesn't need to do this at all. After all, under the nose of a Mahayana stage, it is almost impossible for a metamorphosis stage to escape silently!

However, his approach is still more comfortable on the surface.

It has to be said that although Fan Rong has done nothing in the Chamber of Commerce these years, some people still have some appearances in the world.

Fan Rong went to contact Xuantianzong, and the room became quiet all of a sudden.

The little steward, who was quite stubborn before, knelt there obediently now.

During this period, Mo Yiyi and Wu Yao had no communication, but Mo Yiyi was not in a good mood.

What happened today really reminded Mo Yiyi.

War is a matter between two continents, Jianzong has a hard time, and life in other sects is also bad.

Her previous attention was only on Jian Zong. She felt that Jian Zong was poor and the lives of Jian Zong's sword repairers were hard, so she would subsidize Jian Zong's sword repairers from time to time.

But at this moment, she realized again.

It's not that the sword cultivators of Jianzong have a hard life, but that the monks in the entire cultivation world have a hard life.

But if Mo Yiyi is asked to compensate the monks in the entire cultivation world free of charge, and provide benefits to the monks in the entire cultivation world, Mo Yiyi really can't do this kind of thing!
But out of the protection of high-end power, things like Huang Xing still need a sales channel!

The yellow apricot has become extinct in the cultivation world, but she had provided Jianzong with a batch of tree seeds before, and I don't know if she planted them.

Although it will take a long time to get fruit after planting, it should be possible to use those tree species as a gimmick and let Jianzong come forward to sell yellow apricots.

This can be regarded as her generating income for Jianzong. She provided a batch of yellow apricots, and the spirit stones sold can completely supplement the daily operation of Jianzong. Thinking of this, Mo Yiyi felt a little better.

But this matter is not in a hurry, at least not for a while.

She still needs to ask the opinion of the Elder Hall later on this matter. After all, she is definitely not able to handle this matter as a small foundation-building disciple. This matter still needs the elders to come forward.

At this moment, Mo Yiyi had already started to figure out how many spirit stones a yellow apricot would sell, and Fan Rong just came back from the outside.

Fan Rong didn't spend a long time sending the letter, mainly because Fan Rong didn't communicate too much with the other side during the letter, basically talking about the situation here and the one hundred yellow apricots he got. thing.

After finishing speaking, Fan Rong came back, and said that the elders of Xuantianzong would arrive later.

The monks in the Mahayana period travel very fast, just like Wu Yao. He can teleport from the battlefield to the demons continuously, which can be regarded as spanning the entire Eastern Continent. Such a long distance, in the case of sufficient spiritual power Next, Wu Yao didn't spend much time.

The elders of Xuantianzong don't need to work so hard, take out the map to have a look, Xuantianzong is actually not too far from here, half a day is enough time for the elders of Xuantianzong to arrive.

Because of this, Wu Yao loosened the restraint on the rat demon, and let the other party run back into Fan Rong's arms, buried in it tightly and could not come out!
Fan Rong hurriedly hugged her to comfort her, but it was useless. What happened just now really frightened her, causing such a golden core stage demon to not even be able to change form.

Mo Yiyi saw that the mouse demon was quite good-looking, with brown fluff all over his body, a big, fluffy tail, short limbs, short legs, and long pointed ears.

Although it is a rat demon, it looks more like a squirrel, and it is not annoying to look at.

But Mo Yiyi felt that there was something strange about this mouse demon.

Out of curiosity, Mo Yiyi looked at Wu Yao, and Wu Yao naturally gave Mo Yiyi an answer.

"Treasure rat."

It was just three simple words, but Fan Rong's family froze collectively.

The little steward was trembling even more now, and desperately hid behind Fan Rong.

And hiding in Fan Rong's arms, the Rat Demon, who looked like a rat with a big tail and curled hair, also trembled along with it.

After Fan Rong froze for a while, he pulled out an ugly smile, then bowed to Wu Yao again, and said while protecting the lady in his arms.

"My wife is indeed a treasure hunter, gifted by the sect."

Mo Yiyi had heard the name of the treasure hunting mouse many times, but this was the first time he saw the real thing.

"Pure blood?" she asked Wu Yao.

Wu Yao nodded.

"Pure blood, the appearance is disguised, and the disguise is quite successful."

Since Wu Yao said that she was quite successful in disguising, it means that she should not be able to see it under normal circumstances, but Wu Yao found out.

"Since it's quite successful, how did you find out, master?"

Wu Yao smiled, licked his fangs, and said as if recalling something.

"Her disguise should be made by Li Huan. More than 300 years ago, a big Li Huan appeared in the realm of comprehension. He made a bunch of imitations and sold them to the chamber of commerce, causing great losses to the chamber of commerce. "

It was the first time Mo Yiyi heard about this, so she asked curiously.

"What then?"

"Later he was arrested, and now he is still working in the chamber of commerce to compensate for the loss of the chamber of commerce. The disguise on her body is the hand of that raccoon. The disguise of the raccoon is very powerful, and the chamber of commerce has taken him for granted. The way is to issue the task to Jianzong."

As he spoke, Wu Yao flipped his hand and pulled out a brown tail with a metal ring.

"Liu Huan has thirteen tails, and the person who holds his tail will be immune to Li Huan's camouflage."

Mo Yiyi took the tail, feeling a little rough in his hands, the metal rings grew on the flesh, it should be a part of the tail.

Mo Yiyi touched the tail, and then looked at their family, Mo Yiyi was really surprised in his heart.

The original family, now in Mo Yiyi's eyes, all changed.

The first is Fan Rong.

His original appearance was in line with other people's impressions of him. He was tall, with a Chinese character face, tough facial features, and Sichuan character lines between his eyebrows. He looked serious and unsmiling.

But looking at it now, the tall figure has shrunk and turned into a somewhat thin youth image.

The young man has a handsome appearance, with a natural smile, a bit of sharpness in his brows, and a relaxed posture. He is a man with excellent temperament and good looks.

Look at the little steward hiding behind Fan Rong.

The little steward looked a little ordinary before, with a baby face and a short stature, no matter how he behaved, he still had a youthful air.

But now the little steward still looks like a teenager, but his facial features are ninety-nine percent like that of a young man. If Fan Rong is a thin young man with a strong character, then this little steward can be said to be a handsome man with excellent looks. Young boy.

But this young man has blond hair, a pair of money ears on top of his head, and his half-demon features are very obvious.

Then Mo Yiyi's curious eyes fell on Fan Rong's arms. She wanted to see what the legendary treasure hunting mouse looked like, but she didn't want him to come out at all, and Fan Rong also subconsciously protected the lady in her arms.

Although Mo Yiyi was curious, he didn't intend to force others to do anything wrong.

If people don't want to come out, they don't want to come out. She touched the tail on the handle again, and then reacted belatedly.

"No, master, you didn't hold this tail just now."

Wu Yao nodded, and then said very lightly again.

"I was the one who took on this task at the beginning. It may be because I have come into contact with too many people and things he pretended to be. I can feel some clues when the disguise is in my hands."

Mo Yiyi let out a 'wow', and was also particularly interested in the great achievements of her master.

It's just that Wu Yao didn't talk too much about this kind of thing, he just said something to the point, and then stopped talking.

Of course, because Mo Yiyi was interested, he didn't take back that tail, it was considered as a gift for Mo Yiyi to play with.

After all, he still has three tails like this in his hand, and a whole piece of leather.