Fix your sister's fairy

Mo Yi did not rush back to the Lost Grove after buying the red ginseng pill, but chose to take a walk around the market again to see what the most popular items among the monks were, so as to prepare for the smuggling plan in the future.

There happens to be some spare money in hand, Mo Yi takes a few scattered spirit stones along the street to eat, like this kind of market is still a lot of food, although the monk who has reached the vast period can open the valley and make a living from the aura of heaven and earth, but it is inevitable that there will still be appetite, and the monk is also a human being, and there will be various desires.

In his left hand, he held a rock sugar gourd with hawthorn added to it, and in his right hand, he held a string of grilled fish of unknown varieties and grilled with the pure yang fire of the refining vessel.

"Even if this grilled fish is placed in the previous life, it is also a top chef, the heat is extremely well controlled, the outside is charred and the inside is tender, and the aroma of the grilled fish is completely blocked inside, not to mention the wonderful spices, it must be some kind of immortal method. Mo Yi finished eating the whole skewer of grilled fish with emotion, and after a few bites of the sugar gourd was gnawed off, he looked around and found that there was a teahouse not far away, so he walked over.

"Recently, the immortal cultivation world has collected immortal seedlings, and the qualifications beckoned are uneven, but it is understandable, this is the beginning of a new era!"

As soon as he arrived at the teahouse, a shouting sound came into his ears, and Mo Yi looked curiously at the innermost part of the teahouse, where a person who looked like a storyteller was sitting on a high platform, holding a fan with landscape paintings in his hand and shaking.

Mo Yi walked in curiously, picked an empty table and sat down to look at the storyteller on the high platform.

"This recruitment of immortal seedlings is not only recruited locally in the immortal cultivation world, but also opens the immortal road in the mortal realm and opens the immortal conference! And our Cheng Jingyu, the Chengfeng master is one of the examiners!" The storyteller shook the fan in his hand and said to the monks who were drinking tea in the audience, "You don't know, although it is the mortal realm, there are not a few qualified people in Lingxiu!

As soon as I heard Mr. Storyteller's words, the monks who were listening to the book and drinking tea were in an uproar.

"Mortal realm? no, doesn't it mean that all mortal realms are dull people?"

"The mortal realm can also be compared to our immortal cultivation realm? bragging, right?"

"No, I seem to have heard that people in the mortal realm need a good talent spiritual root to be promoted to the immortal cultivation realm, let alone join such a famous sect as our Tiangumen!"

For a while, there were different opinions, and it was very lively, and the storyteller just shook his fan and smiled.

When the discussion was almost over, the storyteller coughed lightly and reminded the monks, "If you want me to say, I don't know how many immortal seedlings there are in the Mortal Realm Ascending Immortal Conference, but I have heard a little about the most top-notch ones. "

When the monks heard the storyteller speak, they stopped arguing and listened attentively.

"I heard that an immortal seedling from the mortal realm walked that jade immortal road and actually walked within three hundred meters! That is, the qualification of the top grade C! Afterwards, this genius immortal seedling entered the Changfeng Gate!"

As soon as they heard the word Changfengmen, all the monks were shocked and in awe, Changfengmen means the second of the ten immortal gates, and its influence cannot be underestimated!

"According to the grapevine, this immortal seedling is named Luo Yu, with a domineering personality, as soon as he entered the sect, he shot and seriously injured a miscellaneous servant who was disrespectful to him, and afterwards the miscellaneous servant asked the master for help, he is a monk of the third layer of the mortal period, guess what?" said the storyteller at this time, he suddenly stopped, and turned to fan the fan and looked at the audience with a leisurely face, clearly showing that he was hanging his appetite.

"Luo Yu?!" Mo Yi was stunned when he heard this name, his qualification was a top grade B, and he joined Changfeng Gate, and he was an immortal seedling from the mortal realm in the Ascending Immortal Conference, who was Luo Yu, who was not one of the three dragon Aotian he knew?

"That Luo Yu must have been cleaned up very badly! An ordinary immortal seedling, no matter how good his qualifications are, he will definitely not be able to defeat the monk if he has not cultivated!"

"Why don't you talk about it? What are you doing?"

"Why don't you talk about it!"

For a while, everyone in the audience was anxiously slapping the table.

"Although our shop has a small business, although we provide tables, chairs, and tea for you, it is still a financial deficit, so please ......," the storyteller said with an apologetic face.

"What do you want, you want money. The monks in the audience muttered, and they took out a few low-grade spirit stones from their purses, and threw a few lower-grade spirit stones to the high platform, while the storyteller on the high platform opened the bag and put away the spirit stones with a smile, and Mo Yi also smiled generously and threw a few lower-grade spirit stones.

"Okay, go on. The storyteller had collected enough spirit stones, put the bag in his bag, raised the fan in his hand, and looked mysterious, "Guess what? That guy named Luo Yu actually made a war contract with the monk of the fifth layer of the Mortal Period!

"What?!"

"This guy is looking for death!"

"Don't you want to die? An ordinary person who has no cultivation can actually boast of such a Haikou!"

"It's a pity that a good seedling is wasted like this. "

Some were surprised, some were surprised, some were pity, and some were pitiful, and the monks who heard the story had different reactions, but Mo Yi's eyes widened slightly.

"This guy...... It is worthy of Long Aotian, he dares to make such a battle contract, and he is simply dead. Mo Yi said in horror in his heart, but he didn't realize that he had only killed a third-layer monk of the Mortal Stage last night.

"There are still some days before the battle agreement! When the results of the battle come out, my informant will tell me the news, and I will tell you about it!" the storyteller knocked on the fan in his hand and smiled.

"You said that the immortal seedlings who came from the mortal realm are so godly, but you look down on the geniuses of our immortal cultivation realm?" suddenly a strange voice came out in the audience.

"Where, where. The storyteller waved his hand, "We also have many immortal seedlings in the immortal cultivation world whose qualifications can be called demons, such as the peerless genius with the first-class qualifications from Chaolong County......!

Halfway through speaking, the storyteller's face showed a hint of weirdness, "If you really want to say it, I have to admit that this time it is still the immortal seedlings from the mortal realm that are a little more powerful, everyone knows the Panyu Immortal Road, right?"

The audience was stunned, "I've heard of the supreme magic weapon shoulder array that tests the immortal seedling spirit root." "

"Rumor has it that someone will ...... this road It's over!"