Emperor of Pills and Martial Arts

It was early in the morning and the breeze was warm.

Today, the entire Feng Xuan City was extremely lively. Everyone was incomparably excited, and looked forward to the annual competition for the Wishing Pagoda.

The Residence of He was no exception!

"Are you ready?"

He Zhilan looked at Chu Mo who was slowly walking out and asked.

Chu Mo smiled and said: "I am definitely not ready. What should have come is already here, I can only bite the bullet and attack."

He Zhilan said: "Seeing you smile so brilliantly, I feel at ease!"

Chu Mo curled his lips and said: "Are you that unwilling to see Ning Xingyu become champion?"

He Zhilan nodded seriously, and said: "Yes!"

Chu Mo said helplessly: "It seems that I can only try my best!"

Hearing this, He Zhilan tilted his head and questioned: "Did you plan on dealing with any of these matters casually?"

Chu Mo spread out his hands and said: "I don't have a choice either, it's not an easy thing to stop Ning Xingyu from seizing the championship, and there's no benefit to expending all his energy, what's the point of that?"

Hearing that, He Zhilan rolled her eyes, and said: "Can't the « Transforming spiritual needle » be considered a good idea?"

Chu Mo said: "Speaking of < spiritual needle Transformation >, it seems like your He family has received even more benefits. I have put in so much effort to write these secret techniques, do you guys want to give me some sort of reward?!"

He Zhilan slanted her eyes at Chu Mo, and said: "I have known you for so long, but this is the first time I see you being so thick-skinned!"

Chu Mo's face did not redden at all, his heart did not beat, and said: "This is nothing, wait until you slowly understand more, you will find out how much better I am!"

"…"

He Zhilan was speechless, and even more so, had no face to face with her!

All this while, Young girls had always viewed Chu Mo as a genius, and had even placed him in the same position as Ning Xingyu. However, as he got more and more familiar with Chu Mo, He Zhilan discovered that it was really difficult to link this fellow with a genius, and he actually looked more like a scoundrel.

In the midst of his speechlessness, He Zhilan resolutely turned around and took the lead to walk out of the small courtyard.

As the two of them walked out of Residence of He, there were still only two people left!

Chu Mo was a little suspicious, and asked: "Why is there only the two of us? Wouldn't the competition at the Wishing Pagoda s level allow one to participate? Residence of He's intentionality realm shouldn't be just the two of us! "

"You're thinking too much!"

He Zhilan did not even turn her head as she walked quickly and explained at the same time, "How can a treasure land like the Wishing Pagoda be accessible to just anyone? Don't think about it, even if there aren't ten thousand in the intentionality Realm, there are still at least eight thousand. If one could enter all of them, even the biggest tower would collapse from the pressure. Therefore, the competition for the Wishing Pagoda s has strict rules for the participants. Only those powers who have reached the requirements are qualified to participate, and at the most, two people from each faction can participate. "

"So that's how it is!"

Chu Mo finally understood that not everyone had the qualifications to participate in the Wishing Pagoda competition, but they had to depend on their power level and individual strength. It had to be said that the world was always so unfair. People were born with life as well as men who lived as lives and those who died as begging. It was all life.

No one could do something like life. The only thing they could do was to live a better life.

Chu Mo followed behind He Zhilan and walked through the streets. After walking for a long time, he could not help but ask curiously: "Miss He, where are we going?"

He Zhilan looked at Chu Mo and said: "Always calling me Miss He, don't you feel that it's troublesome?"

Chu Mo was slightly taken aback, and asked: "Then what should it be called?"

He Zhilan said, "If you don't mind, you can call me Zhilan!"

Hearing that, Chu Mo became troubled, and said: "I don't mind, but I'm afraid Ning Xingyu will mind!"

Hearing this joke, He Zhilan rolled her eyes and said: "Ning Xingyu doesn't have the qualifications to mind about this for the time being. Besides, you're even prepared to fight Ning Xingyu for the position of chief, why would you worry about him worrying about this?"

"You're right!"

Chu Mo was also not an unreasonable person. He smiled immediately and said, "Zhilan, where are we going?"

He Zhilan suddenly stopped in her tracks, pointed to the majestic building in front of him, and said: "City Lord's Mansion!"

The City Lord's Mansion was magnificent, with golden bricks and jade tiles, as well as many sculptures. On the door stood two fierce stone Qilins, looking extremely tyrannical.

Raising his head, Chu Mo looked at the corner of the City Lord's Mansion Residence and saw a towering tower that pierced the clouds in the distance. In the buildings of the Feng Xuan City, it was like a crane among a flock of chickens, which was hard to ignore.