Seeing that Mr. Hu was about to grab those middle-grade spirit stones, the spirit stones in Xu Yi's palm suddenly disappeared.
Master Hu's smile froze immediately, staring at Xu Yi secretly, and said, "What do you mean!"
Xu Yi laughed, "If I give you the spirit stone, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford it. If there is no spirit stone, I have five heroes!"
As soon as the voice fell, Xu Yi clapped out his palm.
"don't want!"
Mu Guangming was in a hurry.
Xu Yi's palm was even more urgent, and he slapped Mr. Hu's face with his palm. Mr. Hu didn't even let out a scream, but drew a long parabola in mid-air, and smashed it straight into a flower bush.
Plop, Mu Guangming sat slumped on the ground, pointing at Xu Yi, wanting to cry but unable to speak.
Looking at Mu Guangming, Xu Yi was inexplicably sentimental.
He didn't feel sad for Mu Guangming, but for himself.
The road to immortality is vast, and it is difficult to find it.
Mu Guangming is a majestic hero, crazy about him, and humble about him.
Why don't you sink into it, and you can't stop.
After being dazed for a long time, Mu Guangming stood up and said, "Hurry up, brother. I will endure some hardships, but I will survive. You don't need to worry about me. If you are here, I'm afraid it will be even more..."
Halfway through the conversation, Mu Guangming's face suddenly changed.
The red and swollen Mr. Hu was like a newly castrated big bird, rushing towards this place in a hurry, followed by several Yang Zun strongmen, whose attire was the same as Mu Guangming's, it was obvious that they had called for helpers.
"Grandson Wuna, don't go!"
Master Hu was afraid that Xu Yi would escape, so he shouted away from a long distance away.
Xu Yi stood where he was, feeling his palms itch unceasingly.
In an instant, Master Hu led three test disciples to surround Xu Yi and Mu Guangming.
Master Hu pointed at Xu Yi angrily, "It's him, beat me to death, and after the beating, throw me back to Donghua Xianmen. I want to see if Donghua Xianmen will fight for this lowly servant." Ziji Pavilion is in trouble!"
Mu Guangming hugged Xu Yi and said, "Brother, don't get angry. At this stall, Hua Lingshi will avoid disasters, and Hua Lingshi will avoid disasters..."
Mu Guangming is well aware of Xu Yi's temper. Before he attained enlightenment, he was the one who dared to bully him all the way, let alone now.
Xu Yi smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ming, don't worry, these native chickens and dogs are not worth my hands. Our helpers are here."
Master Hu heard the sound, turned his head and looked around, but saw a person floating from the southwest, overjoyed, he hurriedly went forward, smiling all over his face, "Master Yue, you are here, it is great that you are here, Foreign thieves are making trouble, Mr. Yue, you are here, the little one can feel at ease."
He said so in his mouth, but Master Hu was beating drums in his heart.
After all, he was slapped away by that guy just now, and he was not to blame at all, he only has the ability to feel the soul, not even the Yin Zun, how can he hold the Yang Zun.
But Master Yue might not see it that way, and if he didn't do it, Ziji Pavilion would lose face for him.
No one in Manziji Pavilion knew that Master Yue valued the sect's face the most, for this reason he was highly regarded by several elders.
Regardless of whether Master Yue really valued it or pretended to gain attention, if he failed, he would have to become a new prop for Master Yue to gain attention.
Mr. Hu was worried, but the strange thing was that Mr. Yue's face was filled with spring breeze, smiling so much that even the blooming Lenga flowers all over the mountain seemed to be covered in beauty.
Seeing Mr. Yue, who admired Guangming, several disciples bowed down and saluted, saying, "I pay homage to Mr. Yue, and I wish Mr. Yue a great success in entering the inner sect."
Master Yue didn't even look at the few people, he calmed down, bowed his hands respectfully to Xu Yi and saluted, "Brother Wang is here, why didn't you let us know earlier, Yue is good at lining up to welcome him, so meeting now, wouldn't it be negligent?" , sin, sin..."
This Master Yue is none other than Yue Ziling.
Ever since Xu Yi planted the heart-eating worm, he was restless all night, fearing that the worm would kill him.
After searching through the classics to no avail, he could only practice hard, hoping that with the growth of his cultivation base, he would have a stronger ability to resist the power of the heart-eating insect.
With this single-minded practice, his cultivation base soared, and he successfully passed the competition of Ziji Pavilion.
Stepping into the inner gate in one fell swoop, you can see the dot yuan.
It can be said to be a blessing in disguise.
In the past few days, Yue Ziling was immersed in the rare relaxation and joy, so much so that he was interested in participating in today's Fahua event.
Just as the banquet was in full swing, the message bead that made his heart skip a beat but was always on his mind started beating again.
When he received the news, he rushed over in a hurry.
Compared to his own progress, that devil was almost becoming a legend, and he really didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest.
Yue Ziling's words just came out, and with a thud, Master Hu fell to the ground, his soul was scared to death.
The three test disciples also hurriedly plunged their heads into the ground, and kept saying that they would die, and apologized endlessly.
Yue Ziling's eyebrows jumped, and he said coldly, "Hu Li, now is not the time for you to pretend to be dead. What's going on, King Lian..."
Xu Yi waved his hand, "Okay, what are you shouting about, just clean up this kind of garbage, come on, let me introduce you a good friend."
Xu Yi grabbed Mu Guangming, held him by the shoulder and said, "Brother Ming, my old friend before I got rich, good brother. I never thought he would join your Ziji Pavilion, Lao Yue. I entrust it to you."
Yue Ziling smiled all over his face, grabbed Mu Guangming's big hand, and laughed, "Thank you, Brother Wang, for your kindness. It's a blessing, a great blessing..."
Mu Guangming's mind was completely exhausted, even though Yue Ziling grabbed his big hand, he felt like he was stepping on a cloud.
Hu Li finally came to his senses. With a puff, he slid over, knelt down, and hugged Mu Guangming's thigh without letting go. His nose burst into tears, "Master Ming, Grandpa Ming, the little ones are not human. , a small dog looks down on people, you must let the villain, the child of the villain is born... "
Hu Li's identity is equivalent to Liu Zhenlin of Donghua Xianmen.
But in front of Yue Ziling who is about to become a fairy king, it is not worth mentioning at all.
One word can drive him into the dust.
Just looking at Yue Ziling's attitude towards Mingguangmu, and the young man who even Yue Ziling had to treat with respect, Hu Li's mind was filled with mud, and he knew that his fate was about to be fixed.
And Guangmingmu's forgiveness is his only chance.
In Hu Li's eyes, Guangmingmu is the best group of idiots.
He stared at Guangmingmu, not for anything else, just because the first time Guangmingmu saw him, he made a very generous shot.
It made him completely think that Guangmingmu is a fat sheep, and he has sucked the bones and sucked the marrow until now.
This time, he hugged Mu Guangming's thigh to beg for mercy, and he believed in his heart that such a person must have no hard heart.
However, he had no idea what Mu Guangming was doing before.
In terms of details, Mu Guangming may be negligent, but his grasp of human nature will be worse.
No matter how much Hu Li cried, he didn't express his position at all.
Yue Ziling heard the string song, knew the meaning, and coughed lightly, "What are you doing in a daze, these idiots must make a fuss on the mountain, and lose my face in Ziji Pavilion, take them back, and throw them into hell."
"no, do not want!"
Hu Li was frightened out of his wits.