Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Luoxue looked at Mo Yi who was so angry that she fell into deep thought, she now has two choices, the first is to learn Mo Yi's previous method, swallow it herself and then cut the pulse to feed the blood, and the second method is to chew it herself and then give it to Mo Yi mouth-to-mouth.

Mo Luoxue fell into the first big problem in her life, and she didn't have much time.

Mo Luoxue knelt beside Mo Yi, she stroked Mo Yi's hair, and her pupils couldn't tell whether it was pity or distress, she picked up the fragrant yellow bud pill in her hand.... broke Mo Yi's mouth and stuffed it in, acting rough and merciless.

"Woo woo!" Mo Yi, who was originally in a coma, suddenly opened his eyes, and he was at a loss for what to do, and subconsciously opened and closed his teeth and bit at Huang Yadan. Huang Ya Dan is worthy of being the elixir in the mouth of immortal cultivators, as soon as it is bitten in the mouth, it turns into elixir and jade liquid and slides into the throat, and the majestic medicinal power enters the stomach pouch and instantly plays a role.

Mo Yi's face changed and he subconsciously wanted to reach out to scratch his back, a feeling of itching made him creepy, he desperately wanted to scratch his back, but Mo Luoxue took the first step and held his hands.

"Hehe, Turtle Breath Dafa, practice well, I didn't expect you to know this martial arts, if I hadn't dabbled in it before, I would have fallen in your way. Mo Luoxue's sneer came to Mo Yi's ears with the words, Mo Yi wanted to cry without tears, this time it was really a mistake to steal chickens and rice, he forgot that Mo Luoxue was a real martial arts master who had not mixed any water! Although he had absorbed most of the spiritual power of the previous elixir, and his physical fitness was comparable to that of the Master of Mixed Yuan, he was too clumsy in terms of martial arts, and playing the Turtle Breath Dafa in front of Mo Luoxue was no different from getting an axe in the class.

The scar on Mo Yi's back healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the healing of Mo Luoxue's neck injury on Panyuxian Road was not too intuitive because it was too small. And what happened to Mo Yi now completely embodies the power of the elixir in the hands of the immortal cultivators! The flesh and bones of the living dead are true and true.

Seeing Mo Yi regain his vitality, the immortal cultivators in mid-air couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, they subconsciously looked at the battle situation in the distance angrily, and just as they wanted to reprimand Cheng Jingyu and Yi Haoran, they were stunned.

The sky-devouring sword vanished, like a splash of water hitting the wall, leaving nothing but a puddle of water. But the sword was not water, and it was not a wall that hit it, but a array, a sword array composed of hundreds or thousands of swords of all kinds!

"Little Thousand Swords Formation. Someone in the crowd of immortal cultivators whispered.

Yi Haoran looked at Cheng Jingyu in the distance indifferently, he stood in the center of an area surrounded by long swords, surrounded by all kinds of swords, each sword was glowing with a faint halo, they formed a circle in the air and slowly rotated in the center of Yi Haoran, forming an independent space within the sword array, and everything outside could not break through the sword array and enter it.

Cheng Jingyu looked at the little thousand sword formation without a trace of expression, he was not panicked or shocked, just like Yi Haoran did not cast the sword formation, but just drew the sword... To put it another way of putting it crudely, that is, Cheng Jingyu didn't take Yi Haoran's sword formation in his eyes at all!

He raised his sword again, his gaze awe-inspiring.

Yi Haoran shook his head and said, "If you come again, that immortal seedling will be played to death by you, and you can't even control your own strength, and your identity as a true disciple will be in vain, and it will only be like this when Tiangumen comes out." "

Cheng Jingyu was stunned, he heard the sound and looked at the ground, where Mo Yi was pressed on the grass by Mo Luoxue, there was a blank piece on his back, the original clothes disappeared, leaving a white back, with Cheng Jingyu's eyesight, it is not difficult to see that it is a newly grown tender meat, so you can also imagine what happened to Mo Yi before.

Cheng Jingyu put down his long sword and glanced at Yi Haoran, his eyes were full of the meaning of "it's all your pot", Yi Haoran was also extremely irritable, this technique of forcibly throwing the pot Cheng Jingyu was also the true inheritance of his master, that is, the head of Tiangumen.

"Say, Cheng Jingyu, what are you going to do?" Yi Haoran asked while standing in the center of the sword formation.

Cheng Jingyu looked at Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue and said, "Take him back to the sect, the master should be very interesting to him, by the way, I want that woman too." "

"You want both, your ambition is really big, not only me, I'm afraid the top ten immortal sects won't agree." Yi Haoran said lightly.

Cheng Jingyu didn't look at Yi Haoran: "The constitution of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance, the immortal seedlings choose their own destination. "

The faces of all the immortal cultivators watching in the sky instantly looked like constipation, just like they poured dung on Cheng Jingyu before, and now Cheng Jingyu pounced on him and hugged him, even if he rolled, the situation of the two was immediately the same, and no one could use force to solicit the fate of Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue, and now the choice was completely handed over to Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue, and then the fate of the two who had completed the immortal road was left to fate.

"......" Yi Haoran waved his hand, and the sword array in the air spun rapidly, shrinking while constantly rotating, not only in terms of range but also the size of the sword. Within a few seconds, the huge sword array shrank to the size of a palm and was included in Yi Haoran's sleeve.

"Now it's time to choose where to go. Mo Yi looked up at the dynamics of the two people with great fanfare, and had a bottom in his heart.

The chaotic scene slowly calmed down, the immortal cultivators were all floating in mid-air and watching the people on the ground, most of their eyes were fixed on Mo Yi, everyone on the ground fell silent, they looked at the list of sects one after another and pondered, each sect has its own conditions, for example, the second Changfeng Sect apprenticeship requirement is "Upper Grade C" or above, and all the lower ones are not considered, but the question arises again, what is the level of this "Superior Grade C"? Mo Yi didn't know his rank at all, so he couldn't be sure of his position at all.

This choice was related to their future achievements and the speed of cultivation on the immortal path, and no one dared to make a casual decision, they pondered and wavered between several sects.

Mo Yi slowly calmed down, and he began to slowly calculate in his heart, almost all the immortal cultivators present now looked at him, and did not pay attention to others, even Mo Luoxue, who had also walked the immortal path, did not pay a straight eye, which was very unreasonable. Because it is impossible for immortal cultivators to only focus on themselves, other excellent seeds will not be co-opted, which is undoubtedly very stupid... But if you think about it from another angle, it makes sense, that is, these immortal cultivators don't know the talent of these people! Only a small number of "examiners" know that Yi Haoran is undoubtedly one, listening to their conversation, the black-robed middle-aged man and the white-clothed sword immortal are also among the examiners.

"Could it be because of the Immortal Cultivator Alliance?" Mo Yi silently guessed, there were too many things he didn't understand, and when he first arrived, everything was clouded and he couldn't see clearly.