Fix your sister's fairy

The night before the big day of the sect, Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue did not choose to cultivate in the bamboo house or ask Venerable Qingxuan for advice on cultivation after a routine discussion, he went directly down the mountain to Xianfang, and at this moment he was walking through the dense trafficked streets.

On Xianfang Street, you can see the literati sitting in the pavilion with a splashed ink paper fan in their hands to sing poems against the moon, and there are wonderful women standing on the bank of the river playing the piano and playing music, which often attracts literati to talk to them.

There are also a lot of interesting things in the streets and alleys, such as putting a maze map on the corner of the street, writing five lower grade spirit stones in black and white to try once, if you get out of the maze, you can get ten times the feedback. In fact, the labyrinth is a kind of formation, and the consciousness of the monks who go to challenge will fall into the labyrinth, as if they are walking through the maze themselves, which can be described as extremely mysterious.

"Zero, Zero, Zero" or there are monks who know how to Qimen Dunjia splash ink to paint, the painting is either a crane, or a cunning fox, the former dances in the air after breaking away from the rice paper, and the latter burrows into the crowd, causing some timid women to exclaim and dodge.

Walking on the street, occasionally looking up, you can also see the eaves with the night moon as the background, the two monks frequently dance their swords, sometimes you attack and sometimes you defend, with the performance of the swordsmanship flashing, wonderful.

The world of cultivation is colorful and colorful, and compared with Mo Yi's original world, but completely different cultures, each has its own merits, making people fall into it as if they were dreamy.

In the midst of the bustle, Mo Yi kept running towards the center of Xianfang, but occasionally he was attracted by some honey crane barbecued pork and paid for it......

Bliss Teahouse, this is one of the thousands of teahouses in Xianfang, the appearance is a flat-cornered ancient building with red lacquer glazed tiles, if you want to say that it has any peculiarities, it can only be said that compared to the surrounding teahouses, Bliss Teahouse can be full of birds all day long, standing on the street and looking inside, you can only see one or two people sitting in place drinking tea to pass the time.

But few people know that the Elysium Teahouse is much more than just appearance.

Mo also found this flat-cornered ancient building, on the eve of the Zongmen Competition, on the days when this kind of business was booming, the Bliss Teahouse actually erected a sign that was closed, and closed the door to refuse tea customers, which can be described as very strange.

Mo Yi stepped forward and knocked on the door, using a rhythm of three long and two short, and within a moment, a small crack was revealed in the originally closed door, and inside was a cloudy old eye looking out, "Guest officer, we are closed." "

"Is there a shop that sells tea?" Mo Yi asked.

"Yes, guest, how many taels?" asked with a squint of cloudy old eyes in the crack of the door.

"Half a catty. Mo Yi entered through a medium-grade spirit stone, and the next moment the door panel was opened, and the one-legged old man standing behind the door waved Mo Yi in.

Entering the door, the hustle and bustle immediately filled the entire space, the inside was bigger than the outside, the flat corner building was about two or three floors high, but when you entered the inside, the floor slab of the entire building was emptied, leaving only a huge field, the venue was overcrowded, shouting around one table after another.

The rickety old man behind him closed the door, if it weren't for the soundproof formation applied in the building, the shouts inside could cover the lively streets!

Here is the handicap, the place to bet, the monks who are addicted to gambling in this list of monks with a higher probability of winning in this big competition, everyone then bets on their favorite monks to enter the top few, of course, you can also choose an inconspicuous person to bet directly on the first place, if you choose someone to win the game, you will take it all, the entire handicap bet is yours, it is not a dream to get rich overnight.

Mo Yi naturally didn't come to bet, he just came to get some information, took out two medium-grade spirit stones and stuffed them into the arms of the rickety old man, the old man took out a jade slip with a strange smile and handed it to him, the jade slip is exactly what Mo Yi wants, this time the list of monks in the first grade who deserve to be taken seriously by all, most of them are some old fritters who failed to advance to the vast period.

Mo Yi put the jade slip into the Dongtian Xuanjie and turned around and left, he didn't want to stay here for a long time, it was against the laws and regulations of the sect to open a gambling market without permission, if he was caught by the law enforcement team, he couldn't eat and walk, and it was not impossible to directly cancel the qualification of the big competition.

Mo Yilin paused before leaving, then turned around and took out two medium-grade spirit stones, bought an extra jade slip, opened the door panel and went out, and disappeared into the street.......... In less than a cup of tea, an unknown monk probed his brain and touched the Bliss Teahouse, took out two medium-grade spirit stones and entered the door, and after a while, he walked out again, put the things he bought, lowered his head and disappeared into the crowd.

On the eve of the big competition, every monk made the best possible preparation, to avoid the poor preparation and dismal defeat at the time of the big competition.

Returning to the Lost Forest Bamboo House, Mo Yi glanced at Mo Luoxue, who was cultivating cross-legged on the bed, gently placed a jade slip on the table, and then sat on his own quilt in the corner and began to study the jade slip in his hand.

Inject mana into the jade slip, all the information in the jade slip comes into view, this is a long list, there are many names on the list, each name has an avatar and related information next to it, the more the name in front of the darker, the first name is a blood-red color, as if to indicate the person who looks at the jade slip, this guy is not easy to mess with.

The first guy named [Fang Xia] in blood red, the photo is a handsome man with a single ponytail, and his eyes full of luster color impressed Mo Yi. The information shows that this man named Fang Xia is the peak of the fifth layer of the Mortal Period, and he has tried to break through the Vast Period three times and failed, and his strength is unfathomable for the first grade, and he is accustomed to using a blood-colored long knife with a rather arc, the exercises are unknown, and the knife skills are unknown. 5.3

It is also annotated that if you meet this guy in Dabi, it is best to be decisive when you are at a disadvantage, because this Fang Xia has a violent personality, is a cold person, and often hurts people at every turn, and is a frequent visitor to the law enforcement team. In a place like Dabi, where a sword has no eyes, a moment of recklessness is likely to kill you.

Mo Yi read the list of monks line by line, and as he read silently, he also memorized the information and appearance of each person, and thought of ways to deal with it.

Mo Luoxue on the bed opened her eyes, she glanced at Mo Yi in the corner and then at the jade slip on the table, and after hesitating for a while, she quietly took the jade slip and began to check.

On the eve of Dabi, countless people couldn't sleep, and the bloody storm was about to begin. _

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