Fix your sister's fairy

In the open space outside the bamboo house, Mo Yi and the fat man were confronting, the two of them were holding a green bamboo in their hands, and the weeds on the ground were swaying by the breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, and when the wind stopped and the weeds returned to calm, the two rushed to each other in unison.

"Drink!" The fat man ran fast, and before Mo Yi was halfway through, he jumped high and slashed down.

Mo Yi naturally didn't panic, he performed the sword technique in accordance with the basic swordsmanship taught step by step, "Pick up!"

The bamboo in his hand crossed a beautiful half-moon arc and went straight to the top of Mount Tai of the yellow fat man.

The mana did not need to be deliberately mobilized by Mo Yi, and the bamboo was naturally injected, and the originally hard bamboo had more tenacious power, so that the bamboo in the hand of the yellow fat man was swept away by a huge force as soon as it hit the bamboo with which Mo Yi was attached to the mana.

"Ahhh

"It's okay!" Mo Yi saw that his strength seemed to have been used, and he threw away the bamboo and immediately ran to the place where the yellow fat man landed, he didn't expect the power of his sword to be so great, but he hadn't even used one-third of his full strength.

The fat man rubbed his fleshy ass and got up and complained at the same time, "Oh my God, Brother Mo, your sword is like a battering ram that blasted me away, what kind of realm are you!"

Mo Yi glanced at his hand, is the third layer of the Mortal Stage really so strong? Now the power he has reached is estimated to have the fourth layer of the Extraordinary Period, or even the fifth layer, it is not too much.

"There are three layers of the extraordinary period, such as a fake replacement. Mo Yi looked at the fat man Huang and said with a smile.

"I've never seen a third layer of the Mortal Stage with such great power as you, could it be because of your swordsmanship?" the yellow fat man guessed suspiciously.

"Basic swordsmanship, I've said it a long time ago. Mo Yi waved his hand, he asked Huang Fatzi to spar with him, firstly, to be proficient in the cultivation he had just broken through, and secondly, to practice the basic swordsmanship. A few days ago, he killed the man in black with a chop, and Mo also tasted the sweetness of swordsmanship, he didn't want to waste this magic skill, even if he practiced the basic swordsmanship of the bad street, he also recognized it, no matter whether it was a black cat or a white cat, catching a mouse is a good cat, and the exercises are the same!

"It's not too early, I'll go back first, I still have to collect more information, so I won't accompany you to cultivate." The fat man glanced at the sky sparsely exposed in the layers of bamboo leaves and said.

"I'm afraid of being beaten again. Mo Yi complained.

"Hehe...... "Counting the time just now, Huang Fat Man has been beaten for the tenth time, and Mo Yi is almost familiar with his own cultivation that has improved by leaps and bounds.

"Goodbye. Mo Yi nodded at the fat man.

When the fat man turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly looked back at Mo Yi as if he remembered something, "Oh yes, Brother Mo Yi, do you know how to play a musical instrument?"

"What?" Mo Yi was stunned for a moment.

"This. The fat man Huang took out a jade slip with a big fingernail from his arms like a treasure, and said to Mo Yihuang.

"What is this?" Mo Yi asked curiously, looking at the jade slip in Huang Fatzi's hand.

"Don't you know?" the fat man Huang glanced at Mo Yi strangely, "This is the admission ticket for the Ruoji Fairy Musical Instrument Seminar!

"Fairy Ruohime?" Mo Yi chewed on the name, "She specializes in instrumental music?"

"People are art cultivators, majoring in guzheng, which is considered sound cultivation, and their own cultivation has also reached the period of returning to the ruins. The fat man shook his head and sighed, "I think that Fairy Ruoji is only in her early twenties now, and she is also a genius demon!"

"Specializing in the guzheng, just like we practice the sword, using the sword as a weapon, her weapon is the guzheng?" Mo Yi asked, glancing at the bamboo lying on the ground.

This is the case with art cultivation, those who preach the Tao with picture scrolls, those who use instrumental music to preach, and even those who chant poetry against each other can kill people invisibly, and they can be elegant and majestic in battle. Therefore, most of the monks of Yixiu have a plain and elegant temperament, and their appearance is naturally higher than the horizontal line, which is why Xiujue Peak is called Xiujue Peak. The fat man touched his cheek and smiled.

"Why don't you also be an art cultivator?" Mo Yi asked jokingly looking at the fat man.

"Don't make a fuss...... What kind of art cultivation do I have, no matter how good the instrumental music is, I'm just a dead fat man. The fat man pulled the fat on his waist and looked helpless.

"Show the Peak?" Mo Yi took the jade slip handed by the fat man and thought about it, "Why did you give me such a good opportunity to get close to the goddess?"

"I don't know how to play an instrument. The fat man scratched the back of his head, "If you want to enter the arena, you not only need this jade slip, but you also need to be proficient in a certain musical instrument, and be recognized by most of the monks present, so I asked you if you can play a musical instrument." "

"Musical instruments...... Mo Yi muttered as he looked at the crystal clear jade in his hand.

"Oh, could it be that you will?" the fat man looked at Mo Yi with a curious expression.

"Don't tell you ......!" Mo Yi pinched the jade slip into the Dongtian Xuan Ring, "In addition to investigating the smuggling intelligence, I will give you another task!"

"What?" The fat man looked at Mo Yi blankly, and when he met the eyes that shone with bad ideas, the fat man subconsciously chuckled in his heart.

"Let's go and help your boss find a jade slip!" Mo Yi slapped the yellow fat man on the shoulder and smiled.

"What?!" the fat man almost jumped to his feet after hearing this, "My boss Mo! This jade slip was originally priceless, and I got it from an illiterate idiot by shitty luck! "

"Hey, hey, hey, I'll leave it to the almighty second-class dealer to be soft on you!" Mo Yi pinched the yellow fat man's shoulder with a wicked smile and encouraged.

"Don't! Don't!" the fat man took a few steps back and sneered, "Brother Mo, just spare my fat body, I'm going to break my leg for smuggling, and now I'm still here to break my errand?"

"We made a profit from the first smuggling business. "

"How is it possible, smuggling is open to five...... Wait, you said that the first business of smuggling was opened in five or five?" Huang Fatzi wanted to refuse casually at first, but after hearing Mo Yikai's conditions clearly, his face changed.