Fix your sister's fairy

If Wang An hadn't seen the sun, maybe he could have continued to endure the darkness day after day. But now, the sun that came out of the sky shines on his lonely time even more desolate.

Back to the past? No, Wang An's choice is to chase the future.

Wang An's surrender was expected by Mo Yi, as for whether it was really wholeheartedly loyal, even if Wang An said yes, Mo Yi would only smile and not take it seriously. If you want to get someone's loyalty, simple coercion and inducement will never work, but they will come a long way, and there will always be time to slowly communicate with each other in the future.

Solved Wang An, Mo Yi's eyes turned to An Zhiming's body, An Zhiming was still silent at the moment after being told the truth of everything, the news of Qingyunzi's death, the change of ownership of Qingshan Sect, and even Mo Yi's true identity, any of these can also detonate the news of the entire Beichuan County made her fall into chaos for a short time.

In An Zhiming's eyes, these choices were tantamount to betrayal, betrayal of the Qingshan Sect, and betrayal of the home where she had lived and cultivated for decades. But at this moment, outside the main hall, his master Huang Hai and the three elders all gave in, what kind of tragic end would he usher in if he resisted?

"I—" An Zhiming opened his mouth but closed it, not saying anything.

The one who knows the times is Junjie, An Zhiming is proud but not stupid, she knows that the current situation is completely beyond the scope of her control, and she has to say nothing.

So she took half a step back, and with the hilt of her sword in her hand, she stooped down tremblingly.

She gave in, and after weighing it repeatedly, she gave up the pride of the so-called senior sister of the Qingshan Sect, and chose to bow her head in front of Mo Yi, not for herself, but more for the protection of the entire Qingshan Sect, if she provoked the anger of the man in front of her who claimed to be the Blood Emperor of the Mountain, it is very likely that the rest of the Qingshan Sect disciples would be angry and killed, and she would never ~ allow such a thing to happen.

An Zhiming's attitude made Mo Yi a little surprised, he originally thought that this proud woman would resolutely draw a sword from him in the main hall, but this also saved him a lot of effort, and his inner evaluation of this woman rose again.

First the stick, and then naturally the sweet dates, Mo Yi gestured to the Qingxuan Venerable on the high platform, and between the Qingxuan Venerable gently raising his cuffs, several neon lights illuminated the entire main hall, and gradually fell in front of everyone.

An Zhiming and Wang An subconsciously reached out to touch the floating light group in front of them, and the two gift rings fell into the hands of the two of them, and their divine consciousness was immediately obscured by the dazzling spirit stone brilliance.

In Wang An's acceptance ring, the high-grade spirit stones are piled up into a mountain, a golden pill with a dan pattern is placed in the white jade box, and then there is a small copper bell on the side, the bell is depicted with ghost faces and complex talismans, and the three small seal fonts constitute the name of this magic weapon "Horror Bell".

Wang An suppressed the boiling emotions in his heart and glanced at the rewards of the fifth class one by one, and An Zhiming's expression on the side was not calm, Rao was mentally prepared, and she was also shocked by the reward in the gift ring in her hand.

Fifty spirit stones such as purple and jade, the whole body is crystal and natural, and any one of them can be sold at the auction house at a sky-high price of high-grade spirit stones, these are all unsullied spirit stones with great cultivation value, and it is true that the top three are rewarded with the best spirit stones, and Mo Yi really took out the corresponding rewards for them!

The next moment, I saw a red rainbow in An Zhiming's hand, and a crimson long sword appeared in her hand, the sword body was red all over the body, and the root of the sword touching the hilt was surrounded by dark red beast scales, and the power of the strong and blazing yang fire was accumulated at the beast scales and was ready to attack.

"It's... Demon Beast Scales!?" An Zhiming's fingers lightly touched the beast scales, and the next moment a grand roar suddenly sounded in her mind, and the pure and vast power of yang fire poured out from the beast scales and fed back to her body, and the mana of the vast Heavenly Palace Realm suddenly rose up and swirled around, and Wang An on the scorching side couldn't help but take dozens of steps back to open the distance.

An Zhiming looked at the flames around him, and the flames condensed into the shape of a demon beast in mid-air, and after a closer look, he recognized the true face of this demon beast - the Red Fire Qilin!

An Zhiming, who was holding the crimson long sword, was shocked in her heart, because she found that after injecting her divine sense into this long sword, there was a faint sense of joy inside, this was not her illusion, but this long sword seemed to have its own consciousness!

"The name of the sword is Honglin, Fang Qian broke a sword for you, and now I will give you a back. Mo Yi said: "This sword is pregnant with a sword spirit, if it is properly cared for and the divine sense is blended, he will inevitably give birth to a true spirit one day." "

This Honglin Sword is a Lingbao embryo! Although the spirit of the sword spirit is still in the initial state of chaos, there is no doubt that this sword has the potential to become a spiritual treasure! Wang An on the side looked at An Zhiming who was holding the Honglin Sword in disbelief, although he knew that the Blood Emperor of Bishan was generous, but he did not expect it to be in such a situation.

The Lingbao embryo that is pregnant with a true spirit is not a big commodity, and it can also cause a lot of bids from the overhaul and even the old monsters in the large-scale immortal cultivation auction with a far-reaching reputation.

The value of a Lingbao embryo is often rarer than Lingbao, Lingbao will recognize the master whenever it is conceived and formed, if it is not his original owner, it will inevitably produce estrangement and alienation in the future on the imperial envoy, but if it is a Lingbao embryo it is different, from the time of the chaos of the true spirit to conceive, until the true spirit becomes an adult, this magic weapon will become the blood of the monk, such as the arm drive, the combat power has increased greatly!

The Blood Sword and Mo Yi are actually like this, at the beginning, when Mo Yi and Mo Luoxue found the Blood Sword, this fool was still very horizontal, if it weren't for the Qingxuan Venerable to suppress him with force, he would have already overturned the sky and rode on Mo Yi's head to make a threat, even now he is still thinking about his old master who is far away in the fairy world.

"Spirit Treasure Sword Embryo. An Zhiming's hand holding the Honglin Sword trembled a little, but she was reluctant to put it down no matter what, every sword cultivator was a person who loved swords, and when her divine sense reflected in it and felt the ignorant true spirit, she was already reluctant to give up this flying sword.

First the stick, then the carrot, but the carrot Mo Yi gave was so big and sweet that everyone couldn't help but go crazy about it.

"It's a demagogic devil. Wang An, who found that An Zhifang's mood fluctuated violently, quietly looked at Mo Yi and thought.

"Are you thinking of me in your heart?" Mo Yi suddenly turned his head to stare at Wang An, and asked slightly unpleasantly.

"No, how dare you!" Wang Ancheng was terrified.

"I don't dare. Mo Yi rolled his eyes, then looked at Wang An with a change of face and said, "Wang An, if what I said is right, now you have broken through the Transcendent Supreme Realm?" (Read the violent novel, go to the Feilu Novel Network!)

"Yes. Wang An no longer dared to continue to maintain the magic in the Dao of Gluttonous Immortals, and released his true cultivation, An Zhiming on the side immediately sensed the sudden change from a puddle of water to a wide river on Wang An's body, and it stands to reason that even if a monk in the mortal stage reaches the fifth layer, it is absolutely impossible for him to have such a grand mana.

Supreme Realm! An Zhiming's heart was terrified, and his face when he looked at Wang An also changed.

"The sixth layer, some distance from the seventh layer, gives you a death order to break through to the seventh layer before the arrival of the thirty-three kui. Mo Yi glanced at Wang An's cultivation and said lightly.

"Yes. Wang An took a deep breath and replied, the spirit stone reserves in the Gift Ring given to him by Venerable Qingxuan were enough, and it was difficult to break through to the seventh layer of the Supreme Realm in a month, but after the Peach Blossom Demon gave him the Peach Blossom Petal Enlightenment Talent, it was not impossible.

"As for you. Mo Yi looked at An Zhiming: "Cultivate to the perfection of the Heavenly Palace within three days, and then prohibit trying to break through the ruins and come to me." "

"Yes. "

Three days of cultivation to the perfection of the Heavenly Palace? This is a completely rude request. didn't know that he was also enlightened by peach petals, and An Zhiming, who was talented, gritted his teeth and had to answer.

In Mo Yi's opinion, when the cultivation resources are sufficient, it is completely a matter of time to complete a small realm, at the beginning, in the abyss of ten thousand worlds, he used the immortal spirit liquid to break through the vast triple heaven and reach the consummation of the heavenly palace, and now he has given An Zhiming a full three days, if this is not possible to achieve perfection, delete the number and repractice.

Of course, Mo Yi's idea completely ignored the so-called "shackles of talent", and if other people in the immortal cultivation world knew his thoughts, they would inevitably throw those examples of difficulty in improving because of talent stuck in one realm for hundreds of years.

Sometimes the way of thinking of a demonic genius is so simple, boring, and boring.

After giving An Zhiming and Wang An a short-term task respectively, the matter can be regarded as coming to an end, but at this time, An Zhiming seemed to have some questions and couldn't help but ask: "A month later, thirty-three kui, is our goal to be the leader?"

"Who said my goal is thirty-three?" Mo Yi looked at her and Wang An on the side with a smile: "All we do now is to prepare some greeting gifts." "

An Zhiming and Wang An were slightly stunned, for whom?

As if seeing the confusion between the two, Mo Yi smiled and said: "To those "old friends" who are still fighting for life and death in the world of Sanren.