Mo Yiyi was protected by her master behind her, which should be considered a relatively safe position, but when she saw Wu Bing holding the knife with only one handle left in his hand, she suddenly felt bad!
It’s broken, it’s broken! The sword cultivator’s natal sword is broken!!!
Mo Yiyi's eyes widened slightly, and then she became surprisingly angry.
Mo Yiyi pulled at the spiritual energy on her body and wanted to get out from behind Wu Bing, but she was allowed to flapping around like a little turtle for a long time without moving at all. In the end, she could only hide behind Wu Bing, and the Mahayana period
The swordsman shouted!
"How dare you break my master's sword!!! You're done, you're done, I'm telling you you're done!!!"
They were all yelled at, and the Mahayana swordsman no longer stared at Wu Bing's stubborn donkey. Instead, he ducked behind Wu Bing and caught Wu Bing's violent storm with only one hand.
In the end, he unceremoniously restrained Wu Bing with spiritual power, just like he restrained Mo Yiyi, lifted him up and suspended him in mid-air.
Letting him flapping around inside, the Mahayana swordsman put his hand on the thick aura cover that Wu Bing had propped up for Mo Yiyi, without using any force, he just put his hand on it and looked curiously at what looked like a small child inside.
Turtle-like Mo Yiyi.
"Oh? What do you want?"
Noila Mo was not afraid at all being manipulated by such a big man. She raised her hand and pointed at his nose.
"Just wait, I'm going to reward you with the best spiritual stones, and I'm going to beat you like Manager Ye!"
Jian Xiu laughed, first with a sneer, then with laughter.
While laughing, he slapped the spiritual ball wrapped in Mo Yiyi like a rubber ball. The ball banged loudly when he hit it, but in the end the thing still held on.
"You want to put a reward on me? Do you know who I am and you can put a reward on me?" He stopped laughing and looked down at Noila Mo like an ant.
"I am an elder of the Sword Sect. I am a sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage. I am only one step away from the stage of transcending the tribulation. Are you the only one? Offering a reward for me?"
Noila Mo was not afraid even when she was looked down upon like this. She stayed in the spiritual ball and spoke word by word.
"Three million top-quality spiritual stones!"
"...What did you say?" The Mahayana man didn't seem to hear clearly, so he came closer and asked.
Mo Yiyi also satisfied him and repeated it again.
"Three million top-quality spiritual stones! I will beat you into a pig's head!"
The smile on the Mahayana period sword cultivator's face disappeared little by little, and then he slowly approached Mo Yiyi, and finally his whole face was pressed against the spiritual ball.
"You said you want to spend three million high-quality spiritual stones to reward me?"
"right!"
Looking at those dark eyes so closely, Mo Yiyi still answered firmly.
Their words were unobstructed, and those with higher realms could hear them very clearly. The sword cultivators in the Mahayana stage were already eager to get closer!
Three million top-grade spiritual stones. With so many spiritual stones, even if ten Mahayana period sword cultivators share them equally, they can still make a profit.
And ten Mahayana sword cultivators are enough to manipulate this half-demon sword cultivator clearly.
Any part of Mo Yiyi's skin that wants to be green can be green, and any part of Mo Yiyi's skin that he wants can be broken, any of his bones can be broken. He will definitely fulfill the requirements of Mo Yiyi as his employer!
This half-demon sword cultivator in the Mahayana stage didn't even have to look back, he felt the pressure.
If the murderous intent before was just a warning to him not to mess around, the murderous intent now is treating him as a tool to earn spiritual stones!
The Mahayana sword cultivator cursed these unreliable fellow disciples in his heart, then pulled on the spiritual power that trapped Wu Bing and tried to leave, but was blocked by two Mahayana swordsmen.
"Senior Brother Yao, where are you going?"
"Senior brother, please don't leave. We are all from the same sect. Just sacrifice yourself. We will thank you for three million top-quality spiritual stones!"
Seeing that these shameless people were really about to surround him, Wu Yao bared his teeth and said to the two people in front of him.
"This is our own family matter, get out! Don't get involved!"
After he finished speaking, he turned his head shamelessly, smiled at Noila Mo, and told her.
"Be good, keep that top-quality spiritual stone for me. I'll slap you wherever you want later. Even if you want scales, I'll shave them off for you!"
Wu Bing, who was still chopping in the aura ball and wanted to come out, was now lying on the aura ball and staring at Mo Yiyi, his eyes were like looking at a prodigal child!
Mo Yiyi really wanted to teach this guy who broke her master's natal sword a lesson, but the way Wu Bing stared at her was so scary, as if she really spent so many spiritual stones just to beat up someone, Wu Bing
Bingbian could also beat her into the same shape as the person he was beating.
In the end, Mo Yiyi shrank, Wu Yao held two spiritual power balls, and after being blocked by several Mahayana periods, he slipped away like a slippery fish!
The half-demon sword cultivators who originally stared at Mo Yiyi were very reluctant, but when the person fell into the hands of the elders, they had no choice but to grit their teeth secretly, sighing secretly that they had missed such a treasure, and at the same time, they also started thinking.
Find out who Mo Yiyi is.
Mo Yiyi only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and she appeared in a familiar yet unfamiliar building.
She stared at this splendid building. Everything was golden, but the interior was a little empty. There was nothing, only the aura was abundant!
Wu Yao sat down on the ground without any fuss and began to absorb the spiritual energy in the room.
The spiritual energy in this room is very abundant and has turned into a mist. Even if Wu Yao in the Mahayana stage absorbed it for a long time, it did not change the concentration of spiritual energy in the room.
This shows how effective the gathering of spirits in this room is.
Now he looked at Wu Bing and made an unceremonious request.
"This house is nice. I will live here in the future."
Wu Bing didn't say anything, but Mo Yiyi didn't want to do it anymore.
She recognized where this place was. She was the only one in the entire Sword Sect who owned the Immortal Stepping Bricks in the room. Coupled with the concentration of spiritual energy in the room, Mo Yiyi knew without guessing that it must have been given to her by her.
The yard built by the master!
"What are you doing living here? This is the house where my master lives!"
When Wu Yao saw Mo Yiyi talking to him with a paralyzed face and a pair of lifeless eyes, he also became somewhat interested.
Licking his fangs, he asked Wu Bing in the spiritual ball.
"Why does your disciple ask?"
Wu Bing was silent, non-violent and non-cooperative. Seeing him like this made Wu Yao's heart hurt.
"You little brat has been unable to beat a fart with three sticks since you were a child. Now that you are a master and have an apprentice, you are still a stubborn donkey!"
Wu Bing didn't say anything even after being scolded. In the end, Wu Yao rolled his eyes at him and had no choice but to explain to Mo Yiyi himself.
No explanation was needed. Although Mo Yiyi could fall apart with a pinch, she couldn't resist the fact that she had the spirit stone. No matter how powerful Wu Yao was, he still had to make a careful calculation against someone like this who spread the spirit stone.
What's more, Mo Yiyi also has a large piece of moonstone in her hand. That thing is a treasure. Not only Wu Bing likes it, but he also likes it!
So he restrained the overly unkind expression on his face and revealed his identity first.
"I am your master's father! Tell me, am I qualified to live here?"
Mo Yiyi, Mo Yiyi's little head turned slower and slower, and finally glanced at her master quietly. Seeing that he didn't speak, or even turned away, she turned back again and looked.
Looking at her master's father who was sitting on the ground, Mo Yiyi thought for a while and said.
"Master, daddy, the floor is cold, how about I add a soft chair for you."
Finally, Wu Yao sat on the golden nanmu soft chair that Mo Yiyi brought out, sat down comfortably, and then began to shake things off about Wu Bing and him.
"Little girl, have you ever heard of Pixiu?"
Noila Mo nodded and served Wu Yao a plate of fruit very obediently. She washed it cleanly and put it on the plate. Wu Yao was not polite and took it over and ate it.
"I am Baijie, and he is Tianlu. They are both a kind of Pixiu. Baijie is good at attacking, good at resolving injustices, and is aggressive. Tianlu is kind, and he collects wealth and brings happiness and longevity. But your master is a
A stubborn person who insists on becoming a sword cultivator goes against Tianlu's nature. No, he will be stuck in the sword infant stage forcibly, and he will not be able to survive or die!"
The more Wu Yao talked, the more angry he got, and he ate the spirit fruit loudly!
"The best way for Tianlu is to become a Dharma practitioner or a medical practitioner. If not, you can also become a music practitioner. Do a good business. With me as a father, how can anyone bully him? There is a Mahayana period.
Sword cultivator is in charge, what kind of business can he do without earning spiritual stones? When the fortune gathers, his bloodline can be purified step by step, steadily reaching the Mahayana stage, and even rising to the top is not a dream! But what about him, okay, he has to be a
Sword cultivator, doesn’t he know that sword cultivator is a poor person and it won’t do him any good in purifying his bloodline?”
When he mentioned this matter again, Wu Yao was so angry that the scales on his face spread out!
"In order to persuade him to take the right path, I almost beat him to death and didn't change his mind, so I was very determined to become a swordsman! I knew that the Sword Sect was not a suitable place to raise children, so I wanted to be a good person.
If you have to become a swordsman, you’ve been working as a swordsman for almost a thousand years, and you still only know how to hit someone with a pair of swords!”
Wu Yao was extremely angry, but he could do nothing about his son.
In fact, during these thousand years, he has said everything that needs to be said and scolded everything that needs to be scolded, but he insists on going all the way to the dark side, refusing to listen to anyone's advice, and continuing to practice swordsmanship even after being beaten. In the end
Seeing that his son was approaching the end of his life, Wu Yao had no choice but to go out and find a way to extend his life.
There are many ways to extend your life, and the best way is to break through.
It's just that he is a poor swordsman. Without burning, killing and looting, those things that are good for half-demon are either priceless or extremely rare. You have to be lucky if you want to come across them!
In the end, Wu Yao had no choice but to try his luck in the sea and see if he could hunt down a sea beast of level seven or above. When the time came, he would sell the money and buy some heavenly materials and earthly treasures for his stubborn species.
But he didn't expect that while he was still groping in the sea, he met a fellow sect who wanted to hunt down the ninth-grade deep sea monster. After a little inquiry, he found out about Mo Yiyi's existence. He stopped looking for sea beasts and just joined in hunting the ninth-grade deep sea monster.
The team wants to take a share of this mission!
Later, the mission was completed, and when I came back, I encountered the secret realm opening.
This was good, especially since this secret realm was still open at the inner gate of Jianzong. The meat was all rotten in the pot, so he waited outside.
After waiting for twenty-one days, Mo Yiyi, the person who issued the mission, finally came out. The blessings after the secret realm was opened were also profound, and everyone was very happy.
It's just that the disciple my son took in was more or less insignificant. In front of almost all the inner disciples of the sect, he took out such a large piece of moonstone. If he hadn't taken the lead and suppressed the other half-demon disciples.
, I don’t even dare to think about the subsequent scenes!
My unlucky son will definitely not be able to control the whole audience!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, Wu Yao finished eating the spiritual fruit on the plate and subconsciously looked at Noila Mo.
However, he saw that this little guy who was also careless was flapping close to his son, holding the moonstone and trying to pass it to Wu Bing through the spiritual power ball!
Wu Bing also turned around at this moment, with the two swords in his hands inserted back into the scabbards, and he was also studying with Mo Yiyi how to pass the moonstone through his spiritual barrier!
The two of them gathered there to study. The spiritual energy in this room was too strong, which paralyzed his perception. In addition, he was very angry and paid less attention to the outside world. Such a large piece of moonstone was taken out.
He didn't even feel it!
Wu Yao watched the two masters and apprentices busy at work for a long time, and Mo Yiyi did not hand the moonstone to her master.
As for Wu Bing, this stubborn guy is trying to use his long knife to break through his spiritual power. It's simply fantastic!
"What are you doing! Noila Mo, give me the Moonstone!"
Mo Yiyi was startled by Wu Yao's sudden voice, and subconsciously hid the Yuehua Stone behind her back, and then looked at her master.
Wu Bing pursed his lips and stared at Wu Yao without saying anything, which made Wu Yao's liver ache even more.
"What are you waiting for! Get it quickly!"
Mo Yiyi glanced at her master again, and finally, to everyone's surprise, she put away the moonstone again!
Wu Yao's eyes widened and he pointed at Noila Mo and asked.
"I want you to bring it to me. What are you doing with it?"
Although Mo Yiyi was very fond of Wu Yao after knowing that Wu Yao was Wu Bing's father, she could tell the difference between the inside and outside very clearly.
She stood there and said very confidently.
"That moonstone is for the master, I can't give it to you!"
Wu Yao closed his eyes and then reasoned with Mo Yiyi.
"Wu Bing can't even use up such a big moonstone!"
"You can keep it if you don't want to use it up. If you can't use it up in the Sword Infant stage, there is still the God Transformation stage. Master can continue to use it in the God Transformation stage."
Wu Yao glared at Noila Mo, who was not afraid at all. After thinking about it for a while, he actually took out another box.
She opened the box and found a box full of imperial gilt wine inside.
This was brought by Manager Yang when he sent the materials this time. It was a large amount, almost all the quota that Manager Yang could mobilize. Before Noila Mo could spend it, she was trapped by the secret realm.
It's just right to take it out now.
She dragged the spiritual power ball to Wu Yao, then stuffed the box filled with imperial gilt pulp into Wu Yao's arms, and spoke to Wu Yao as if giving a gift to her master.
"Master, dad, don't be angry. This imperial liquor is also very good. Would you like to try it?"
It can be said to be very dog-legged.
But even for such a bastard, he didn't take out the moonstone and give him a piece!
After putting away the imperial gilt wine, Wu Yao still reached out to Mo Yiyi.
"Take out the moonstone. Your master can't use it at all. It will be a disaster if it is left in his hands. I will give him a share to save you two trouble!"
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As a custom, today’s 10,000-word update is complete, spread the flowers!
In addition, the setting here is that Pixiu is divided into three different branches, namely Baijie, Tianlu and Jiuxie. They are all Pixiu, but they have different divisions of labor. Baijie specializes in killing, Tianlu is benevolent, and Jiuxie is good at purification and guarding.
They are all Pixiu.
The way to distinguish them is very simple. Tianlu has one horn, evil spirits have two horns, and Baijie has three horns. However, Wu Bing and Wu Yao are both half-demon, and they do not have horns.