Chapter 121 Daoist Priest Yuan Ming has a broad mind
"Junior sister, I'm so skillful!"
The chin was very sharp, and the sword-browed star-like mind was following the two girls, full of surprise in their words.
He Xiuwei, the disciples who Xuanyun Sect has high hopes, were defeated so miserably!
As a senior brother, Bai Zhan not only did not get angry, but also praised Mo Xiaoran for watching the fun and not being too serious.
"If you do this, aren't you afraid that He Xiuwei will care about you?"
Wei Qianfang still holds a grudge against the rudeness of the battle, and even if the other party is in the foundation-building stage, he will not be polite.
"That kid is very talented, but he is too proud. Don't look at him respectfully in front of me, in fact, those disciples who are not as good as him hate him.
He said that he was arrogant, arrogant, arrogant, and always bullied.
You said, as a senior brother who loves his junior brother and sister, can I like him?"
"Anyway, he made a move because I hit you."
"I wasn't angry, what did he do? He didn't have any eyesight. He was good at fighting, he was good at fighting, and he was quarrel."
Mo Xiaoran interrupted, "Senior Brother Bai Zhan, does He Xiuwei have a grudge against you?"
"Hahaha~ There is no such thing as this. We are loving brothers, brothers!"
Bai Zhan was fighting, and turned around and left, waved his hands to the two of them, "I have time to say hello to your senior brother, and I said that I will have a chance to discuss and discuss in the future.
Alas, invincible, it’s really lonely!”
"Ph! Shameless!"
Wei Qianfang looked at the departing figure and felt that the other party was too stinky and a little angry.
Mo Xiaoran smiled and said, "Senior Sister, let's go see those spirit beasts!"
She refers to the spirit beasts raised by the Wang family on the mountain. Various strange spirit beasts aroused the little girl's interest. She went to see them when she had time, and had to touch them when she saw them. She would ride them when she rode them. She would go around and spread all over the mountains.
Run.
Wang Fengxiang was not surprised by this. He had seen her riding a red blood bear around before and knew that the little girl had this hobby.
So he ordered the tribe members to stop anyone as long as the spirit beast is willing.
This further encourages Mo Xiaoran's desire to ride the spirit beast, and he has to gallop every day.
In the guest room area, Bu Xinghuo sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated.
Because of the junior sister, Panlong Mountain's spiritual energy was thin during this period. Compared to when I was in Wuji Sect before, the junior sister absorbed spiritual energy by three points faster.
While the junior sister has not practiced now, he took a yellow dragon pill and seized the time to practice.
It feels so relaxed if the junior sister is not here!
In the leisurely and contentment of practicing, why didn’t you find that the days that you could absorb are so beautiful?
As the third-ranked disciple of Mo Jiuxuan, he is under great pressure.
The eldest senior brother has been a humanistic foundation building that is rare in hundreds of years. The second senior brother and the younger sister are both at the twelve levels of Qi refining, and the two have strong combat power.
Only the fourth junior sister and the fifth junior brother are currently at a low level, so they can show off.
However, the fourth junior sister is mainly engaged in formation talismans, and Yu Tianhua is also a brainless physical cultivation. When it comes to fighting, each has its own strengths.
Thinking of this, Bu Xinghuo felt that the fire was burning and he had to work harder in his practice.
Since the master started to refine elixirs, these brothers have become more and more evil. In the final analysis, things have evolved into this state, and the reason lies in the master.
Bu Xinghuo smiled. As long as he followed his master, the future would be bright.
"Senior Brother Bu, Xiao Ran she... Xiao Ran she..."
"What's wrong with Xiaoran?"
"Xiao Ran injured He Xiuwei of Xuanyun Sect!"
"Didn't Xiao Ran and Qianfang go to see the spirit beast? Why did they have a conflict with the people of Xuanyun Sect?"
"I don't know! I came with that man Bai Zhan. Senior brother, go and have a look. He Xiuwei was seriously injured. Taoist Yuanming was getting angry there!"
As soon as he heard about Bai Zhan and even Taoist Master Yuanming came, Bu Xinghuo's forehead was filled with cold air.
Stop meditating, dress up, and follow the servant of the Wang family to the residence arranged for Bai Zhan.
"He Xiuwei, are you stupid? Zhuang Shuai of Cangyu Sword Sect was beaten by that little girl. How confident are you to fight with her?"
This voice is old and thick, obviously said by the irritable Taoist Master Yuanming.
"Don't be angry, my junior brother is because I was angry."
The way of battle.
"What are you doing? Do you want the reputation of Xuanyun Sect? Baizhan, you are the most genius in the sect, who dares to be angry with you?"
Bai Zhan remained silent, and Yuan Ming suddenly realized, "Did you have committed a problem again?"
"You guys, can't you practice with peace of mind? Why do you tease other girls everywhere like a scattered man all day long? So many girls in the sect are obsessed with you, and you have to tease flowers and twist grass outside?"
The old real man became more and more angry as he spoke, and cursed the two of them. He faintly heard He Xiuwei's weak voice and wanted to interrupt, but he was blocked by the old Taoist priest.
Bu Xinghuo scratched his head, feeling something was going wrong.
Why did Taoist Master Yuanming keep scolding his disciples? He didn’t mention the matter of the junior sister hurting He Xiuwei?
I think the problem is not Xiao Ran, so He Xiuwei deserves to fight!
He secretly praised himself. He heard that Yuanming Zhenren had a bad temper and was extremely protective of his shortcomings. Today, when he heard it, the rumors were indeed unreliable.
He is clearly a respected, fair and just senior.
Our role model!
After he left, Taoist Yuanming in the room sighed and looked at the two future mainstays of Xuanyun Sect and sighed, "You little girl Mo Xiaoran, you'd better not provoke me."
I have sacked the power of nine oxen and two tigers and a large number of spiritual stone treasures. Then I asked him to refine a three-color foundation-building pill for Xuanyun Sect.
Now that I offended him, my hard work will be ruined. But with Mo Jiuxuan's poor style of plucking his hair, who should I ask for those treasures?"
Then, he looked at He Xiuwei, who was lying on the bed with a black face, "Hundreds of wars have built the foundation in humanity, and you are the disciple with the most opportunity to build the foundation in humanity. All this I did is for you.
.
Boy, I won’t talk about the things you do in the sect on weekdays.
Fortunately, I hurt you today. If you hurt Mo Xiaoran, the Three Color Foundation Building Pill will be destined to be out of your reach. I also have to be wary of Mo Jiuxuan targeting you!"
"Master, he won't lower his identity to bully his disciples, right?"
He Xiuwei was frightened.
"Who is right? But even if he doesn't know, can you guarantee that others will not secretly attack you in order to please him, and then go to Mo Jiuxuan to seek credit?"
He Xiuwei looked full of grief and anger. Taoist Yuan Ming sighed, "I didn't expect that the little guy who was wandering around had grown to this point."
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On the way back, Bu Xinghuo was in a state of peace for a long time.
Is the junior sister already so heartbroken?
Taoist Master Yuanming of Xuanyun Sect, before, was almost the identity of heaven!
But now that the junior sister beat his disciple, he not only did not cause trouble for his junior sister, but instead blamed his disciples.
On the one hand, the old real man has a broad mind, and on the other hand, the sect is so powerful that Xuanyun Sect has to pay attention to it.
As a disciple who has contributed to the rise of the sect, Bu Xinghuo Today...
The mood is really good.
It happened to meet Wei Qianfang and Mo Xiaoran who came back from riding a beast. The three of them explained everything and laughed a little, and went back to continue their practice.
That night, the new sect elders and disciples were surprised to find that the spiritual energy of Panlong Mountain was so thin?
And those people and spirit beasts who have lived here for a while seem to have adapted to the spiritual energy that will become scarce at night.
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Muhuacheng Sitong Chamber of Commerce.
When Su Yumeng, who was smiling and sweet, took out three finely crafted storage magic weapons and handed them to Mo Jiuxuan, the pair of Yingying's eyes shone with Qiushui. One glance could lure the man's soul into it.
But the handsome young monk in front of him ignored him, and his hungry eyes focused on the three storage magic weapons.
It seems that nothing in the world can attract his attention except them.
The sad beauty said sadly, "Jiuxuan, these are the proceeds from the auction of the Three Color Foundation Building Pills and the Three Color Rejuvenation Purple Pills, a total of eight million spirit stones. The Chamber of Commerce was going to draw a tenth of the commission, but I was spared.
Even so, are you unwilling to look at me again?"
"That's 800,000 spirit stones!"
Mo Jiuxuan looked up and looked at the woman with delicate skin in front of him. He felt that the mountains were majestic, with slender waists and thin legs, and were so beautiful. "Don't say a glance, I can stare at you like this all day."
"Do you dare?" Su Yumeng said charmingly.
A fairy in white appeared in Mo Jiuxuan's mind, and his heart suddenly felt ache. All his thoughts of joking immediately dissipated, and he said seriously, "I think you look bad!"
If you need anything, tell me, I can help you!"
"Oh, it's rare to see you talk to yourself once, but let's forget it. Our Sitong Chamber of Commerce has businesses all over the world. I lack anything, I don't need anything.
What else can you do besides being able to practice?”
Mo Jiuxuan was silent.
Of course he knew the other party’s feelings, and he had known them twenty years ago.
But since he met the woman in white, all the women in the world have no distinction between beauty and ugliness in his eyes.
Now that woman doesn't know where she is and whether she is alive, but Xiao Ran is the continuation of his friendship.
For Su Yumeng, we only regret meeting each other too late.
Mo Jiuxuan took out a pill, and the fragrance in the living room was filled with vague sound of the phoenix sound of the jade zither.
"This is a nine-colored stamina pill, but it is not just a stamina pill. There are other medicinal materials I have added to temper the body, strengthen the soul, and stimulate the Qifujiao point.
It can help you to keep your practice unobstructed."
After saying that, he looked at her silently.
Su Yumeng felt her eyes were a little wet, and she pinched the corners of her eyes with her fingers, feeling happy and moved.
In the past, she lacked talent, and although she had the appearance of falling fish and falling geese, she could not avoid being buried in the soil a hundred years later. Now Mo Jiuxuan gave her the Nine Colored Pill to help her open up the breathing pores. Then, her talent will improve and she will definitely achieve success in the future.
In other words, a hundred years later, or a thousand years later, she can still live in the world as beautiful as a flower, and still see her Molang.
"Okay, there will be a spirit beast in Panlongling. Xiao Ran is there. I have to go and see. You can't miss such a prosperous era. Take care of yourself!"
Mo Jiuxuan stood up, looked at the woman in front of him deeply, and his body turned into a burst of white smoke and disappeared.
The man left far away, leaving only the people in the dream of spring boudoir.