Cultivating immortals is a hard job

"I, Fang Xinyi, am the captain of the 176th Squadron of the Wuling Army. Next to me is Yan Qing, a subordinate of our army. I heard that your Nanshan Village was suddenly attacked by monsters. What is the situation now?"

Upon hearing the words "Wu Lingjun", a small commotion immediately broke out in the crowd.

The man did not dismount when he spoke, and his expression was somewhat condescending.

First, he glanced lightly at the panicked villagers around him, and finally set his sights on the clan leader.

"Replying to your lord, my Nanshan was indeed attacked by an unprecedented number of monsters tonight. The number of casualties and casualties is still unknown. However, fortunately, a strong man came to help and killed more than a dozen green clam monsters. This way, most of our people were saved. It's safe and sound, the remaining monsters have retreated now, but I bothered you two to come here at night!"

Although the old patriarch is old, his mind is still clear.

In a few words, the matter was summarized.

As soon as this person heard this, his eyebrows immediately raised.

"Oh? There is such an extraordinary person in this rural place. Who is he? Stand up and let our army take a look."

Immediately afterwards, without Mo Xun speaking, many people turned to look at him.

Fang Xinyi looked over with the same curiosity, pulled the reins around his crotch, and the war horse let out a low cry, then slowly walked through the crowd and walked towards Mo Xun.

"Are you the one who killed a dozen green clam beasts in a row?"

Mo Xun frowned slightly. How long ago had he actually been looked down upon by a mortal?

Because he didn't have spiritual consciousness, he couldn't tell how strong this person was.

However, he never felt any pressure from the other party's momentum, which meant that even if he was a body refiner, his level would not be much higher.

But with the attitude that doing more is worse than doing less, he still nodded slightly.

His behavior was originally low-key, but it didn't seem to be recognized by others.

It can even be said that the other party is still very dissatisfied with his attitude.

But the next sentence directly made Mo Xun sneer.

"In that case, hand over the beast core you got. After my army returns to the city, I will show my merits for you. Maybe you will use this to become a member of my martial arts army."

It seemed that this was the first time that Mo Xun had been robbed by a mortal in front of him since he started practicing Taoism.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't know what day it was, but there were so many firsts!

Not to mention that he has used up all the beast cores, even if there are still some, so what?

I saw him clasping his hands behind his back and raising his head with disdain.

"What if I don't give it?"

If it were placed on those bad-tempered pill-forming monks in the world of immortality, they would have been killed on the spot long ago!

The originally noisy crowd immediately became quiet.

Mo Xun's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Those who had some knowledge or had heard of the fame of the Wuling Army were even more pale-faced at this moment.

They respected and were grateful to Mo Xun, but they were deeply afraid of the Wulingjun in front of them!

The entire Wuling Army has three hundred and sixty teams, each with ten people, and is known as the Iron Armored Division of Shangwu City!

The worst one inside is said to be one against ten outside.

And this person calls himself the team leader, and he is even more brave to think about it.

Although everyone dared not decide who was stronger, Mo Xun or Fang Xinyi, they knew that offending this Wu Lingjun would be tantamount to offending the city lord's palace!

Those were 3,600 armored warriors. I'm afraid they could collapse the entire Nanshan Village with just one stamp of their feet.

Especially the old man, who is the leader of the clan, is not willing to see this happen.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, the old man hurriedly came over and said with an apologetic smile: "Master Fang came here overnight. I am really grateful. Our Nanshan clan has always known how to express gratitude, so we naturally have a gift of thanks. You may as well follow me to the ancestral hall to rest for a while. , I’ll ask someone to prepare it!”

Fang Xinyi glanced at the old patriarch lightly, and then looked at Mo Xun coldly.

After seeming to think about it for a while, he nodded reluctantly.

As for what the old patriarch said about killing a dozen monsters in a row, he didn't quite believe it.

After all, there are hundreds of strong men covered in blood standing around, these people can't be just freeloaders!

Thinking about it, Mo Xun was just the most outstanding, so this was a bit exaggerated.

But the monster corpses that came along the way were real, which meant that this inconspicuous person in front of him was somewhat capable.

If the Nanshan clan can come up with something that satisfies him, he can let them go!

Don't underestimate a dozen beast cores, even for him, they are a considerable fortune!

After a while, Fang Xinyi walked out of it holding a small wooden box.

When passing by Mo Xun, he deliberately showed a sneer.

It means that although I didn’t bother you, it wasn’t because I was afraid, I just didn’t want to!

Mo Xun sighed softly in his heart and turned his head to the side.

If he still cares about these things with his mind, he won't tolerate it and cultivate to the level he is today.

But such an expression was misunderstood by Fang Xinyi as provocation.

Looking up, his eyes happened to fall on Yun Niang who was hiding behind Mo Xun.

After all, Yun Niang was a woman and she couldn't stand being dirty, so as soon as she came back, she briefly washed herself in the creek nearby.

At this moment, her wet hair was hanging down, her freshly washed cheeks were rosy and fair, and she looked delicate and beautiful. Fang Xinyi's eyes immediately lit up.

Especially when I saw the other party shyly tugging on Mo Xun's sleeve, as if he was extremely intimate, I felt a little unhappy.

At this time, the old patriarch also followed.

Fang Xinyi held the small wooden box under his ribs with one hand and pointed at Yun Niang with the other hand.

"Who is this woman? Our army wants her!"

The patriarch's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stepped forward and whispered, "I'm afraid you don't know something. She is an orphan in the village, her fortune is somewhat unlucky, and she is also mute!"

When Fang Xinyi heard this, his brows wrinkled.

To say he was mute was the next best thing, but if there was a problem with his fortune, he had to hesitate.

But what he didn't notice was that there were two cold gleams in Mo Xun's eyes.

He didn't know whether this person was motivated by sex or whether he was deliberately targeting him.

But in his eyes, the squad leader was already a dead man.

As for Yun Niang, she looked a little confused.

Although she didn't understand what happened, she also knew that the people in front of her seemed to mention her.

Seeing the coldness on the corner of Mo Xun's mouth, Fang Xinyi said immediately: "I don't care about this. Let her stay with me in the city for a month, and then I will let her go!"

After the words fell, Fang Xinyi raised his hand and grabbed Yun Niang.

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