Tyrant Martial God

Murong Wan sat on the chair. After settling down, she looked at Mo Xie, and then a red light came at him. He felt cold in his hands.

A jade stone depicting landscape fish appeared in his hand. He could feel the chirping sound from the jade stone, which seemed to be the spirit of Warcraft on the mountain.

"I was appreciated by Miss Murong all of a sudden, and my status has been improved a lot. It's really a little strange to be able to take care of the safety of the palace with the little master Murong!"

"Who makes people naturally feel the o'nei of martial arts? As soon as they refine their aura, their strength soars. This is not what ordinary people can do!"

In Murong family and other royal families, it is more difficult for Mo Xie to climb to such a position than to ascend to heaven, but now he is in the "hongluan Palace", and they have nothing to say, because Murong Wan is in charge of everything.

It's useless for others to make other sarcastic remarks about how they want to improve their disciples' status!

"How can he be in charge of the palace affairs with me, cousin? Isn't it obvious that he will degrade my status and get off the horse?" Murong Xing is Murong Wan's cousin. He was upset when he heard his cousin's arrangement. He compared him with a domestic slave. Isn't that insulting himself?

"Don't think about it any more. Mo Xie's martial arts are good, but you can't afford it. You've been practicing martial arts for several years and nurtured by heaven and earth Bora all day. Now you don't have advanced martial arts. He has six peaks in just a few days, and his martial arts are good. Can you compare with him?"

Murong Wan is not praising, but in her opinion, it's better for people with higher strength to take care of the palace. This large sect also pays attention to martial arts!

As soon as the order was given, the people outside the court were very unhappy and showed a ferocious spirit on their faces, but it was useless, because they were extremely powerful and could not be resisted by ordinary people. What was the discount? Could it be a protest? But who could accept Murong Wan's red mans double sabres?

These slaves said that they were not strong in martial arts cultivation, but they were very good in the first and second tier. Moreover, they stayed in Murong's house for many years and naturally knew how to take care of a family.

Although Murong Wan could hear people's comments, she remained motionless and wouldn't say much. This quarrel didn't come into her eyes at all.

These people followed Murong to the yuhuaxian mountain this time. They all wanted to get enough benefits and seek peace and power in order to support their families and ordinary life.

Although everyone was dissatisfied with Miss Murong's order, but

Everyone knew what to do. They didn't dare to say anything more except whispering. After all, this is the mountain where Murong Wan is located!

However, Murong Wan is also unwilling to say anything. In her opinion, the most important thing to do now is to cultivate and improve her martial arts accomplishments.

As for Mo Xie, her first impression was that it was a material for martial arts cultivation, which could be worth supporting!

This worldly and sectarian disputes are different. Martial arts Jianghu is much more important than royalty disputes. A person who really wins the martial arts cultivation is absolutely single-minded!

"Murong star! You send someone from your family to clean the palace and take care of the flowers and plants. I have to practice in seclusion these days." Murong Wan ordered, "as for your own clothing, food, shelter and transportation, pick it up by yourself. You can plant medicinal materials in Putian on the mountain peak, and tell Mo Xie to take care of it!"

"Yes!"

They stepped forward and spoke in unison, but Murong Xing's fierce and cold eyes kept looking at Mo Xie, which meant provocation.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation. The four things were arranged properly. The body moved and disappeared directly into hiding. The inner door of the hongluan Palace also closed slowly. The remaining domestic slaves and disciples were in the square, each obeying the arrangement and dealing with their own affairs.

The disciples of taixuan Xianshan are divided into external disciples, internal disciples, true disciples, then many elders in charge of criminal law, martial arts elders, deputy sect leaders, and finally the supreme leader of teaching.

Mo Xie is just a servant who takes care of Putian and takes care of Warcraft. No external disciple can be counted as anything.

He knows that this has entered the holy land of martial arts cultivation, the big sect, and the struggle is continuous. There are struggles among the disciples of the outer sect and those of the inner sect, not only for the promotion of status, but also for their own martial arts development!

Among the disciples, the one with the highest reputation is the true disciple. The true disciple has a very high status. He is in charge of a walking mountain, self refining and self-cultivation, and his unique martial arts are better than one another!

Just before everyone entered the mountain, the flying crane disciple killed by Murong Wan belonged to external disciples and were people on Yulin peak. They practiced in Yulin palace. The true disciple of the peak was Mu Chen!

Murong Wan's powerful killing is also a threat. Let those who are dissatisfied with her promotion to a true disciple have a look at what strength is. Such action is conducive to more convenient actions in the future!

Although killing his fellow disciples seems like a sin, the trouble belongs to the trouble. Murong Wan believes that the trouble will be solved after all!

"This jade, drop a drop of blood on it, and I can control the magic tiger and crane in the palace. I also try to ride the flying crane and feel the cool feeling of flying!"

While packing up his clothes, Mo Xie was complacent, "I was appreciated and my status has changed dramatically. I can also mobilize the house slaves in the palace for my use. This kind of salted fish feels very good!"

Murong Wan closed the door to practice, and Mo Xie was delighted with the growth of his status. It was not easy for him to turn over. Thanks to the blessing of martial arts power.