Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    Mu Xing wanted to stop the more white, but he found that the barrier set up by the master, in addition to protecting him, also encircled him.

    The meaning is obvious: stay well and leave me alone.

    Mu Xing gave it a try, and determined that the more white was enough to understand him, and he would definitely not be able to break this barrier, so he chose to give up.

    He squatted on the chair, a little bored, took out a handful of pumpkin seeds from the storage ring, and began to count the seeds.

    When you count to a thousand, put them together and start counting again.

    His face turned pale.

    Mu Xing rushed up: "Master!"

    Mu Xing frowned: "Master, are you injured?"

    The paler coughed, and a flush appeared on the pale face: "It's not a big problem."

    He sat down, coughed twice, raised his head to meet the worried eyes of the little apprentice.

    "Okay." Under such pure concern eyes, the more bluntly admitted, "I suffered a little serious injury, but it doesn't affect the foundation, just take good care of it."

    When he turned his words, his expression rose again: "However, that **** Ying Tianhai is hurt more than me."

    He found Ying Tianhai, without saying a word, he directly greeted the magic weapon.

    Ying Tianhai was so confused by his beating that he didn't understand what happened at first.

    In the end, both of them were seriously injured.

    Ying Tianhai frowned at him: "What are you doing crazy? Did you know something?"

      "

    Ying Tianhai: "What do you mean?"

    The more white he was, but he ignored him, laughed and walked away.

    He wiped the blood from his mouth, and changed his clothes on purpose to confirm that there was no major problem with his appearance, so he came back to Mu Xing.

    Otherwise, if the little apprentice sees him in a state of embarrassment, he will definitely be pitiful again.

    He took out something mysteriously and handed it to Mu Xing: "Look."

    It is an advanced photo bead, which can record the picture and sound of the specified location.

    As soon as Mu Xing opened the seal above, a cloud appeared in the void in front of him. In the center of the cloud, it was obviously a scene that happened not long ago.

    Mu Xing only glanced at it, and then his eyes widened.

    Who is this handsome guy in front of him, wearing a tattered purple robe, with messy hair, his nose bruised and his face bruised?

    He turned his head and looked whiter.

      I sold a spiritual stone for the price. The whole world of cultivation has seen the respectful appearance of the Sect Master Yudao…”

    Ying Tianhai's murderous face suddenly appeared in Mu Xing's mind.

    He couldn't help but say, "Would he want to kill?"

    The more white and white asked him: "You can't bear it?"

    "No." Mu Xing asked seriously, "Master, can we provoke the Imperial Dao Immortal Sect?"

    Yue Fubai tapped his head with a fan: "What nonsense are you talking about, there is a teacher here, what is there to be afraid of?"

    He hummed and smiled: "The cultivator who can kill me in Immortal Dao hasn't been born yet. Let's talk about it..."

    The An Changjun who was retreating suddenly opened his eyes.

    He stretched out his hand and touched his nose, and thought expressionlessly: It always feels as if something bad is going to happen.

    Because of this incident, Mirage Mu Xing didn't go shopping.

    He followed Lian Huajun and left the South China Sea overnight.

    Then, Lian Huajun, as he said, happily re-engraved 100,000 copies of the photo beads, and sold them to various shops at almost a free price.

    It is said that when they first saw the content here, many people were so frightened that they did not dare to speak for a long time.

    But after all, he is a businessman, and in the face of interests, Tianwang Laozi has to stand aside.

    Several major firms discussed secretly, almost overnight—

     "Out of print photo beads, miss no more! You have never seen the appearance of Immortal Yudao! 》

    Advertisements like this, accompanied by photo beads, spread throughout the entire cultivation world overnight.

    Especially on the Magic Dao side, one hundred spirit stones, a photo bead that cannot be re-engraved again, everyone buys one hundred and one hundred.

    How could they miss such a good opportunity to laugh at Xiandao!

    It was too late when the Imperial Dao Xianzong knew the news.

    It is said that on the Yudao Peak where the Sect Master was located that day, a murderous sword light split the mountain top, which was also mixed with a roar of the Sect Master gnashing his teeth:

    "The whiter!"

    Of course, the Royal Dao Xianzong will not let this kind of thing go. They dispatched their disciples to investigate and find trouble with the merchants who issued these photo beads.

    Since the firm dares to sell, it will naturally not leave a handle.

    No one was found and no evidence was found.

    In addition, those who can open a business in the world of self-cultivation have a large sect as their backing.

    Although Royal Dao Xianzong is strong, it is not enough to cover the sky with one hand. It is also a little difficult to find trouble with several major companies at the same time without definite evidence.

    This matter has nothing to do with it.

    All hatred is concentrated on the culprit - Mozong Lianhuajun.

    A wave of Lian Huajun's reputation was swept away.

    As for trouble?

    Who doesn't know that the whereabouts of Lord Lianhua is the most mysterious of the nine magic sects? If you want to find trouble, you have to find someone first.

    In his expectation, the revenge of the Imperial Dao Immortal Sect was not as strong as outsiders imagined.

    This is of course because of what he said to Ying Tianhai when he left.

    As long as Ying Tianhai is not stupid, he will understand that being more white is definitely not just to anger him.

    And it is.

    Ying Tianhai finally had doubts about Tianjilou.

    When the more white was aware of the news, he twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's not hopelessly stupid."

    Mu Xing didn't quite understand: "Master, why did you tell him my background, I don't want to get involved with them at all."

    The more white, the more white he touched his head: "Sixteen years ago, when you were dug out of your spiritual roots and abandoned, you and their cause and effect were broken. It's just a name, don't care."

     "Besides, since Ying Tianhai is suspicious, he can always find out. It's better to tell him directly."

      But beating three of them all at once is a bit overwhelming as a teacher."

    The tea cup in his hand was empty, and Mu Xing refilled him a cup of tea.

    The more white was holding the tea served by the disciple, took a sip, and said:

    "So, let's let them eat and play for a while."