"That's of course," Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "I have already thought about it. The right to use the Yuanmagnetic warship belongs to you, it's OK o"

Although Fang Lie is now using the Yuan Magnetic Warship, in fact, he is at least leasing it and the sect can take it back at any time.

But if he uses the right to use, it will be completely different. According to the sect's regulations, the right to use can even be inherited. Fang Lie's descendants can continue to use it as long as they do not betray the master's sect, and they do not need to pay anything. It is almost equivalent to owning this warship.

Of course, the right to use is not ownership after all. Apart from using it, Fang Lie cannot transfer or sell it, especially to outsiders. This is also the way Momen can prevent his treasure from being lost.

In fact, all major families have the right to use various advanced warships. They can drive the warships around and even use them to fight. Even if they are broken, they will not be investigated as long as they are not intentional.

However, the final ownership belongs to the sect.

If anyone deliberately loses the warship to outsiders, he will definitely suffer a thunder attack from the sect. Even if even the five major families are not afraid to touch this red line.

It has to be said that it is indeed very tempting to have an independent seventh-level warship. Fang Lie almost wanted to agree immediately, but he suddenly thought that if he didn't trade, he could get an eighth-level magic weapon that belonged entirely from the righteous alliance. This is a joint ownership and can be sold at will, which is obviously much stronger than the mere right to use.

So Fang Lie pouted dissatisfiedly: "Are you too stingy? You know, the eighth-level magic weapon I have exchanged for can have ownership, not just use it."

"Fang Lie, it's not all the same," Mo Qianxun smiled bitterly and said, "If the Yuanmagnetic warship is in your hands, are you willing to sell it? As long as you don't sell it, it's all yours, and even your descendants can inherit it. In fact, I think the right to use is better, and you can place your descendants as unworthy descendants and sell such treasures."

"Damn, are you cursing me? Our inheritance has been passed down for hundreds of generations. When did you have unworthy descendants?" Fang Lie immediately said unhappy: "Anyway, this one alone will definitely not work, you have to add some benefits."

Mo Qianxun had no choice but to lower his head and think for a while, and then said, "Otherwise, your younger brothers and sisters already have low-grade water-based spiritual roots and can practice. How about I let them go through the back door and become inner disciples directly?"

After these days, the children who often use the White Jade Divine Fish finally all have water-based spiritual roots. Although they are only inferior, they are equivalent to having the qualifications to practice.

Moreover, over time, they will eventually have medium-grade water-based spiritual roots. According to convention, monks with medium-grade spiritual roots can almost definitely enter the inner gate, which is just a matter of time.

That's why Mo Qianxun gave such conditions, which gave Fang Lie benefits, but did not violate the rules of the sect. It can be said that he killed two birds with one stone.

Fang Lie naturally saw Mo Qianxun's little thoughts, curled his lips disdainfully, and said, "It's just a matter of time before they can enter the inner door sooner or later. Your benefits are really a waste."

"You can't say that. Entering the inner door early will have many benefits. You can not only enjoy the high benefits distributed by the inner door, but also be trained and trained by the monks of the Purple Palace. This is completely unavailable for outer disciples." Mo Qianxun quickly explained.

"Okay" Fang Lie nodded helplessly. Although he didn't care about the benefits of the sect, the training of experts was hard to come by and was extremely beneficial to the children's future growth.

Seeing Fang Lie agreeing, Mo Qianxun was relieved. He liked this disciple and was depressed. He liked him well and could always bring great benefits to the sect. But what was depressed was the embarrassing identity of the other party. The alternate Lord of Ren's character, the powerful backstage, made him, the head of the Mo Sect, dare not force the threat, and had to discuss everything carefully, which made him extremely unhappy.

Fang Lie finished his words and wanted to say goodbye. But Mo Qianxun stopped him and said, "There is another thing. I heard that you have a kind of magical power that can be resurrected without damage, right?"

"That's right" Fang Lie nodded and said, "Do you want me to use this magical power to Junior Sister Lan Yun?"

"Yes, you are so smart." Mo Qianxun hurriedly said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"If she said that, she would at least have to have a seventh-level magic weapon to avoid losing money," Fang Lie said solemnly.

"This is too expensive, right?" Mo Qianxun shouted subconsciously.

"The price of a dead puppet is also the price," Fang Lie said angrily: "But my magical powers are much stronger than that broken thing. Do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Mo Qianxun said quickly: "I'll ask Lan Yun to send it to you when I look back."

"I still need a drop of her natal essence and blood," Fang Lie said lightly.

"Have" Mo Qianxun said: "How long will it take to get it done?"

"It may be a matter of time. Maybe it will take a few days, maybe a few months. I have to depend on the situation." Fang Lie shrugged.

"Oh, this is not easy to deal with," Mo Qianxun frowned and said, "In another three months, it will be the day when the little demon cave is opened. Both the good and the evil side will send a core disciple to participate. Although this is a dangerous job, it is also a good opportunity to improve yourself. I also want her to go too."

"One sect has one quota. Haven't you already planned to let me go?" Fang Lie frowned.

"Haha, I can recruit others to get a quota," Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "This is the time when Xi Kunlun is not in the way. Among their three core disciples, the strongest one is reluctant to leave, but the second strongest one is unable to practice to a critical moment and cannot get out of seclusion. The third strongest one is slightly worse. If you go, it will probably be a lifetime of death, and they are not willing to take this risk. In this case, if I only have one word, they will give me the quota in tears."

"If there are three months, it probably won't be a big problem." Fang Lie nodded and said, "You can ask for a quota in advance."

"Haha, that's great." Mo Qianxun was overjoyed and then said, "Since that's the case, you can go back first."

As he said that, with a wave of his sleeve, Fang Lie flew away like a cloud of mist.

When Fang Lie woke up, he found that he had returned to the door of his ancestral home. Outside was the Yingling Temple. At this time, many people were queuing up to worship.

"This damn old guy is so rough," Fang Lie cursed, then took the altar and flew into the house happily.

The family was still so lively at this time. Although there was no Maomao, dozens of children were enough to make a fuss.

When they saw Fang Lie appear, they immediately shouted excitedly and rushed over together.

They who already have a little cultivation are quick and agile, like little monkeys, rushed over.

"Brother, brother, you're back."

"Brother, brother, I miss us to death."

"Brother, brother, I can practice."

"Brother, brother, I can cast spells."

A group of little guys chattered and kept talking. Several naughty little guys hugged Fang Lie's neck tightly and hung it directly on him.

Fang Lie was almost strangled to death. He was so amused that he had to pull them down and answer questions one by one.

Just as Fang Lie was frustrated by a group of little guys, Bing Lao Er, Fang Huo and Long Xingtian also rushed over.

When several brothers met, they were naturally very excited.

"Brother, you are so awesome. I have heard that I even killed one of the thunder tribulation real people from the Demon Sect and seized large treasures. Is this true?" Bing Lao Er asked excitedly.

"It's true" Fang Lie smiled and said, "But nothing happened to me, it was all arranged by Master Bird."

"Master Bird?" Several people were stunned.

Fang Lie then remembered that they had no idea who Bird Master was, so he explained: "Bird Master is the spirit of the word Ren Ling. As the spirit of the ninth-level magic weapon, he has become psychic, and is as smart as the sea, and is smarter than most monks. The reason why I have achieved today is thanks to Bird Master's help."

"Ah, so that's it." Only then did the few people suddenly realize it.

Then, Fang Huo asked, "Brother, after you came out of seclusion, your whole person seemed to be different. How has your cultivation reached?"

"Hehe" Fang Lie said proudly: "The sea of ​​Qi is thousands of miles away"

"Damn, isn't this the standard for core disciples of the inner sect?" Fang Huo said in shock: "Boss, you are so awesome. In just one or two years, you have expanded from a hundred-foot Qihai to a thousand-mile Qihai. If this speed is transmitted, it will definitely shock countless people to lose their eyes."

"Not that exaggerated," Fang Lie smiled and said, "You don't even look at how many spiritual things I have consumed. It can be said that most of my cultivation is eaten."

"Even so, it's enough to be proud of the world. After all, the cultivation of other geniuses is all achieved." Long Xingtianxia said. At this time, he noticed that Fang Lie has been sitting on the black altar, and even if he talked to everyone, he didn't come down. So he said curiously: "Brother, why are you sitting on this place all the time?"

"Yes, brother, this thing is ugly, it really loses your identity. If you are too lazy to walk, you can change to a high-end and atmospheric transportation weapon?" Fang Huo said.

"The last time I saw a golden lotus, I might as well buy it for my elder brother?" Bing Laoer said with a smile.

"Bashi" Fang Lie curled his lips disdainfully and said, "You rustlers, how can you know that this treasure is good, don't look at him inconspicuously, he is more valuable than the Yuanmagnetic warship. Now it is my natal magic weapon, with its powerful power, and it is incomparable to even half immortals, even if they are jealous."

"Really or not?" several people said in surprise.

"Of course it's true." Fang Lie did not hide it and directly told the origin of the altar.

When I heard that this thing was refined by the divine essence, several people were stunned.

"Brother, although we know you have money, we never expected that you will be so rich. It's so wise. It's only a few dollars worth of things in tens of thousands of years. I guess this material alone is worth several eighth-level magic weapons.

"You can't sit under your butt like this, so I want to sit."

"I'll sit too." The three of them shouted and rushed up, then they fought with Fang Lie.
Chapter completed!