The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 166 Acquisition
On the same day that all the sword cultivators returned, Baling'er applied for a retreat for a breakthrough.

However, he is not the only one who has a sense of crisis.

During this period of time, there were quite a lot of applicants, and there were not enough retreat rooms.

In the end, it was Mo Chengjun who took his own token and went to 'grab' a high-quality one, which was rich in spiritual energy, enough to supply Yuanying Daxiu to practice in closed doors all year round.

And after being repeatedly washed by many formations, the world's inspiration is the purest, suitable for breaking through the big realm.

Then, Mo Chengjun went to the secret storehouse again and brought out many good things.

For example, the heart bamboo futon can maintain peace of mind.

For example, the spiritual object Comet Tears that maintains the stability of the soul.

For example, Wenyang Dan, which temporarily increases the strength of meridians and acupoints.

Another example is the Red Fire Pill, which assists breakthroughs and has strong medicinal effects but mild medicinal properties.

After all, it was Mo Chengjun who found it from the secret library, whatever it is, it is the best of its kind.

Even if Fairy Ruoli had broken through the Golden Core back then, the Female Sword Venerable had prepared it for her, it was nothing more than that.

On the third day after the sword cultivators returned, Baling'er bid farewell to the crowd, took the pills and treasures needed for the breakthrough, and walked step by step into the retreat room under Yunyuan Peak.

Looking at the leaving back, Mo Chengjun suddenly had the illusion of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone". I can't laugh again.

There is no such thing as a "successful course" for a breakthrough in a big realm.

What's more, it wasn't long before Baling'er completed his foundation establishment, so he really wasn't fully prepared.

This breakthrough, the danger is really not small.

Looking at Zhao Rulan and Xiao Ruier who were a little worried, Mo Chengjun could only pray silently.

It's just that Baling'er has already made a choice, so he can't fall behind.

A big plan took shape in his mind!
……

After returning from Yunyuan Peak, Mo Chengjun rode his little donkey out of the mansion without saying a word, and went straight to the bamboo garden of Four Seasons Peak.

The boss backstage is back, so he has to pay a visit anyway, and he has a lot to report and has a lot of questions about what happened during this period of time.

However, when he arrived at the bamboo garden of Four Seasons Peak, he didn't see the female sword master. Instead, he got a horrifying news from the little girl with two buns.

"What? You said the Palace Mistress was injured?"

Mo Chengjun was so frightened that he stood up directly: "No, who? Who can hurt the Palace Master?"

The little girl with two buns was also very excited: "It's a slovenly, sloppy, disrespectful, bullying, shameless, crooked mouth, slanted eyes, bad-minded old bull-nosed.

Of course, don't think that only the master was injured, and the old bull's nose didn't benefit either.

The master broke his purple lightning god thunder, cut off his arm, and damaged his immortal body.

If it were me, I shouldn't be aiming at his arm at that time, but at the head, and going around the head, directly squatting at the head is the best choice. "

Mo Chengjun is really good at focusing on the key points: "Wait, you just said that the immortal body was damaged, the immortal body of an immortal, right?"

"Yup!"

"So, the target of this fight is an immortal?"

Mo Chengjun finally remembered. At that time, there was news that there was an immortal fighting technique.

It's just that when he heard it like that at the time, how could he have thought that it was the female sword master who was fighting with the immortal?
He hurriedly asked, "Which immortal?"

"An old ancestor of Shenxiao Daozong, good at Shenxiao Wulei method, Kongqing Immortal."

"So, the Palace Master won?"

"I didn't win, but the master didn't lose either!"

The little girl said very proudly: "That old Niubi is also timid, and he didn't dare to go all out. He couldn't stop the master, and finally retreated wisely."

"..."

Mo Chengjun paused for a long while without saying a word. What was in his head was the phrase 'I am invincible under the immortal, and one for one above the immortal'.

The killing power of this sword cultivating the Yang God is really terrifying!
After a long pause, Mo Chengjun finally asked again: "How is the Palace Mistress? Is the injury not serious?"

"That's a fairy, do you think the injury you suffered can be relieved?"

The little girl waved her hand and said: "But there is no need to worry, it will take some time, and it will be fine after some recuperation."

After a pause, she said again: "As for your matter, the master has explained it before retreating. Don't worry, she will not let you be bullied again when she comes back."

"As for the safety issue, she has already made arrangements, and you will know when you go back.

For the rest, after the master leaves the customs, you can talk about it yourself. "

This is the little girl's last confession to Mo Chengjun.

There was no other way, Mo Chengjun had no choice but to admit it, obediently rode on his four-eared donkey monster, and returned to his mansion.

After he really came back, he knew the meaning of the little girl's fairy tale.

Because, when he came back, there was a formation master leading people to do final adjustments at his home.

That's right, the formation of Mo Chengjun's mansion has been upgraded again.

This time, the entire formation has been linked to the ground veins and has become a part of the mountain protection formation. At this level, unless the sect is in turmoil, this formation will have an endless supply of inspirations.

Of course, the most worth mentioning is that although the control of this formation is still in the sect, it has become independent.

That is to say, unless Mo Chengjun is willing, even a few palace masters will not be able to spy at will as before.

This authority is actually the only one among the several Palace Masters.

It is not difficult to see that in order to make Mo Chengjun feel at ease, the several palace masters above also put their heart into it.

However, Mo Chengjun was not happy looking at his mansion.

He is a big man in scientific research, and he likes to stay at home and do research, but he doesn't like to be in prison, and he doesn't like being restricted in freedom.

He doesn't like to go out and wander around, but that's out of his own subjective desire, he doesn't want to go out, it doesn't mean that he likes being trapped in the 'prison'.

It's totally two concepts!

Because there is no need to go to war, the adjustment this time will not take long.

But Mo Chengjun just stopped where he was, and after looking at it for a while, he turned his head and left again.

This time, when he passed a corner on his four-eared donkey demon, he suddenly turned into two figures.

One was still on the donkey monster's back, and wandered off to the Zangfa Building to read a book.

The other one was Hao Jian, who had already put on the clothes of inner disciples and walked out of the sect.

After practicing the technique of "false travel" last time, Mo Chengjun has already noticed the shortcomings, and has an upgrade plan again.

"Fake 2.0" mainly studies how to deceive the magic weapon, the talisman and the detection technique. Although it has not been fully formed, it has already gained some results.

Up to this moment, the four-eared donkey demon was carrying 'Mo Chengjun' forward, but he didn't feel the slightest bit.

Even, from time to time, he chatted a few words, but he didn't notice anything wrong.

And what about the real Mo Chengjun?

He left Xinghe Jianzong, set up Jianguang again, and came to Yunjian City. In the courtyard where Xue Pan often worked, he found Xue Pan who was fiddling with the abacus.

However, it was obvious that Xue Pan was a little absent-minded at this time.

The movement of turning the abacus sometimes freezes, sometimes stagnates, as if there is something difficult to solve in the heart, and it seems absent-minded.

Boom boom boom!
Mo Chengjun knocked on the door, walked in, and greeted Xue Pan again.

At this time, he was back to his original appearance, but Xue Pan was really taken aback by his sudden appearance, and he instinctively touched the knife beside the desk.

It's just that halfway through the movement of drawing the knife, he was overjoyed after seeing clearly that it was Mo Chengjun: "Brother Mo, is it you?"

Mo Chengjun said angrily: "It's not me, who else can be so familiar?"

Xue Pan immediately came to the front, looked up and down, and after confirming that Mo Chengjun was intact, he said: "I heard that something happened to the sect, but it scared me enough, but this time the blockade is too strict, let me do whatever I want. Inquire, no one is willing to speak.

Brother Ba couldn't get in touch for some reason, and even Xue Ling couldn't get in touch.

These days, it makes me anxious! "

The blockade of Xinghe Jianzong is not a joke, and the vicious group of the Disciplinary Department is fierce, and no one dares to provoke it at this juncture.
Therefore, when Mo Chengjun was kidnapped, he had already issued a ban, so no one dared to spread the word.

At least, Xue Pan still hasn't come into contact with this level.

However, Mo Chengjun didn't bother to explain too much, just smiled and said: "Don't worry, I'm fine here, and your son will be fine there!
As for Ba Ge, he ran to the closed room to break through, and then he exited the test, maybe you have to call him Jindan Daoist, and it’s normal if he can’t be contacted! "

Xue Pan paused, as if he was digesting the information. After a while, he was envious and lost and said: "This is about to form a pill?! I wait for three people, and I am still an ineffective martial artist."

Mo Chengjun could certainly see Xue Pan's loss, but he couldn't comfort him about it. After all, cultivation is a personal matter.

Although Xue Pan has worked hard these years, he has only entered the fifth rank of martial arts.

Outside, it's not bad, but don't talk about Xinghe Jianzong, just this Yunjian City, that's it.

As soon as he changed his mind, Mo Chengjun changed the subject and said, "I just saw that you were frowning. Is there something wrong with your business?"

Xue Pan shook his head: "It's normal for the time being."

"Then why are you depressed?"

"It's just a little worried, the world is in chaos, the Kyushu is in chaos, and it seems that something big happened to Jianzong.

In addition, the family is also quarreling endlessly, which naturally makes me upset and a little worried about the future. "

Xue Ling was a little hesitant to speak, obviously, it was estimated that there were a lot of moths in the Xue family, but he didn't go into details with Mo Chengjun, but asked: "Brother Mo suddenly came to visit today, is there something wrong? "

Mo Chengjun didn't hide it, and said directly: "I came here to ask for something. I want Brother Xue to buy a batch of spiritual materials for me through the channel of his own caravan."

"Spiritual material?"

Xue Ling was taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "Is there any spiritual material in Xinghe Jianzong, and I still need to buy it from the outside world?"

Mo Chengjun spit out four words softly: "The eye of Lingquan."

"The eye of the spiritual spring?"

Xue Pan was even more puzzled: "It's impossible for the Galaxy Sword Sect to not have the eye of the Lingquan?
With Brother Mo's status, isn't it easy to call one or two coins? "

Mo Chengjun spread his hands helplessly: "The problem is that I want too much."

"How many can there be?"

"A minimum of 49 [-] pieces is required, but the actual situation is that the more the better, anyone who comes will not be rejected!"

hiss!
Xue Pan took a breath, and said incredulously, "So many?! No, so many eyes of Lingquan, how much does it cost!

No, this means that even if you have money, you can't buy it. Even if I risk my face, it is not easy to get one or two coins. "

Mo Chengjun smiled, and finally said: "So, I want the eye of the spiritual spring in the active stage, and I want the eye of the spiritual spring in the dormant stage!"

……

Another hour later, Mo Chengjun set foot on the road back to the mountain again, holding Hao Jian's face in his face, but he didn't attract attention, no one was willing to question him when he entered or left the sect.

When it comes to the business map of the Xue family, Mo Chengjun has put in a lot of effort. Although he never involved specific management, he did give a lot of suggestions and mentioned a lot of marketing methods.

In addition, the caravan of Xue's family was traveling outside, carrying Mo Chengjun's name, which also frightened the strong people away.

Don't think that Mo Chengjun just builds his foundation and cultivates himself, and don't think that he doesn't even leave the sect, but as long as he is in Yunzhou, he has to give Xinghe Jianzong face.

And as long as he was in Xinghe Jianzong, Mo Chengjun would have a bit of face.

This is the society of human feelings, and so is the world of cultivating immortals.

With this title, Xue Pan knew how much fighting and hardship the Xue family's caravan saved.

Therefore, for Mo Chengjun's request, he agreed with almost no further words.

And the business route that Mo Chengjun cultivated for the Xue family for so many years is for today.

Returning to Mo Mansion again, the formation has been upgraded, and Mo Chengjun didn't talk nonsense, he went straight into his own laboratory and started the project immediately.

This time, he started directly, intending to complete the research and development of the 'Musical Instrument Microscope'.

And the research direction he took was the one provided by Yue Siming.

　Sanjiang today, but I'm sorry, there is no update, the main thing is that it will be on the shelves on October 10, and I am working hard to prepare...

　　
　
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