After seeing Mu Ying's appeal, Mo Wuji stopped writing Precious Blood Lotus. The only thing he could get rid of was the precious blood lotus root. Now that Mu Ying needed the precious blood lotus root, he would simply exchange it with Mu Ying later.
"Master Mo..." At this moment, a surprised voice sounded in Mo Wuji's ears.
Mo Wuji turned around and saw Yin Qianyin walking over. There was another guy beside Yin Qianyin that he didn't want to see, that was Master Qu.
"Junior Brother Mo, I have been worried about you. I am finally relieved that you are here." Yin Qianyin said excitedly.
Mo Wuji smiled and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yin. I'm quite lucky and escaped."
Yin Qianyin said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother Mo, it's my fault this time that put you in danger."
Mo Wuji didn't blame Yin Qianyin for knowing this, and Yin Qianyin didn't know that he would kill Meng Boyu, so the second elder caught him off guard.
"Senior Sister Yin, I can't blame you for this matter. Besides, it's already over." Mo Wuji waved his hand and said.
"Hmph, a person with bad character like you will one day fall into the hands of Senior Xu." Master Qu felt extremely unhappy when he saw Mo Wuji here.
Mo Wuji frowned immediately and asked, "Senior Sister Yin? Who is this guy?"
Yin Qianyin smiled slightly, as if she didn't know that Mo Wuji had known Alchemist Qu for a long time, and still said, "This is Alchemist Qu Feiyang from the Wuhen Sword Sect, a third-level peak human alchemist."
Mo Wuji sneered and said, "I thought you were the Heavenly Alchemist. He spoke as if you were the Alchemy King of the Five Great Empires. By the way, are you that green onion?"
In the Wuhen Sword Sect, Mo Wuji had already suffered enough. This was not a Wuhen Sword Sect.
Qu Feiyang's face was extremely angry, but he also knew where this place was. His tone was even calmer and he said, "I am indeed not a Tiandan Master, and I am not that green onion. But I, Qu Feiyang, will never kill someone. Brothers from the same discipline..."
The quarrel between Mo Wuji and Qu Feiyang originally attracted the attention of many people, but now that Qu Feiyang deliberately said something about killing his fellow disciples, everyone around him suddenly looked on. Even Mu Ying, who had just received the ground pine vein, had a look of disgust on his face. The person who killed everyone was obviously extremely evil.
Yin Qianyin wanted to defend Mo Wuji, but she didn't know how to argue. She also guessed that Mo Wuji really killed Meng Boyu. As for the reason for killing Meng Boyu, based on her understanding of Mo Wuji, it was definitely not for no reason.
Mo Wuji glanced at Qu Feiyang coldly, and said in his heart that if you dare to argue with me, you are still a little bit behind. In his previous life, he had participated in countless forums and argued with many elite experts in the medical field. How could he be afraid of Qu Feiyang, who only knew how to make alchemy? I'm not afraid of you when making alchemy, but I'll kill you instantly when debating.
At the same time, he also knew that he had to change Mu Ying's view of him in the shortest possible time. It was okay for others to dislike him, but he must not let Mu Ying dislike him.
"Dear alchemy friends, before I defend myself, let me tell you a story. There was a highly respected gentleman who accepted several disciples. One of the disciples was named Yan. Because this disciple was not good at speaking and communicating, he was very difficult to communicate with. The other disciples will not be happy."
Because Mo Wuji started by saying that he was going to tell everyone a story, the hall was extremely silent. Mo Wuji's voice was slightly deeper, and it was even more convincing in the silent hall.
"This year coincided with a famine, and this gentleman and his disciples could only live on rice porridge. In order to respect the gentleman, the thickest part of the rice porridge would be served to him every time. One day, Yan He usually carried a I took a bowl of rice porridge to give to my husband. Unexpectedly, a little dust flew up in the middle and fell on the rice porridge. Yan scooped up the dust with a spoon, but he felt it was a pity to lose it, so he took the dusty I ate a mouthful of porridge.
This process was clearly seen by the Master, and was also seen by another disciple of the Master. The only difference is that the disciple didn't see dust. The disciple told the teacher that Yan secretly ate the rice porridge from the teacher. All the disciples despised Yan, but Mr. Wei sighed that sometimes what he saw with his own eyes was not true.
Dear friends, since sometimes what you see is not true, let alone what you say? "
Mu Ying pondered for a moment, then clasped her fists at Mo Wuji apologetically and said, "I was preconceived and disgusted with you in my heart, but I lost my rational judgment."
Mo Wuji said quickly, "No wonder Senior Sister Mu. Most people would have the same idea after hearing about the murder of someone from the same sect."
Qu Feiyang's expression became even more gloomy. He didn't expect that Mo Wuji had not started to argue yet, but just one story had given him the advantage.
"In this case, Master Mo must not have killed his fellow sect members." Mu Ying said immediately.
Mo Wuji first hugged his fists and then said, "Dear alchemy friends, I used to be a guest alchemist of the Wuhen Sword Sect. Before leaving the Wuhen Sword Sect, I did kill a member of the Wuhen Sword Sect. A second-grade alchemist, his name is Meng Boyu."
The scene fell silent. After listening to Mo Wuji's words, all the alchemists thought that Mo Wuji was trying to defend himself. He did not kill his fellow disciples. Unexpectedly, he finally admitted to killing his fellow disciple. It seemed that Master Qu Dan had not wronged him.
Because of Mo Wuji's previous story, no one stood up to question Mo Wuji. All the alchemists present knew that Mo Wuji must have something more to say.
Mo Wuji said again, "Because I became a second-grade human alchemist by chance, I was hired by the Wuhenjian Sect as the Keqing Alchemist and lived in Lotus Sword Peak and Blood Lotus Lake. Both of these places are This is where the sect’s spiritual energy is most lacking, but no one is competing with me.”
All the alchemists nodded. In their opinion, a second-grade alchemist who was a guest would not be assigned a good place.
"A few months ago, one of my stewards dug up a piece of precious blood lotus root in Blood Lotus Root Lake..."
Mo Wuji said these words and immediately attracted everyone's attention. Mu Ying's eyes lit up and she fixed her gaze on Mo Wuji. There are fewer and fewer precious blood lotus roots in recent years. Even if there is a little bit, it is a defective product that is rare in the vintage. She was in urgent need of the precious blood lotus root, so she was naturally very concerned about Mo Wuji's words.
Even Yin Qianyin stared at Mo Wuji in surprise. She didn't expect that the cause of the incident was the precious blood lotus root.
"At this time, Meng Boyu went to the Blood Lotus Lake. Naturally, he saw the precious blood lotus root. He was immediately jealous and wanted to snatch the treasure away. Naturally, my manager didn't want the precious blood lotus root to be snatched away by him, so he was beaten by Meng Boyu. was seriously injured. Just when Meng Boyu was about to kill him, I arrived in time. He snatched my things from my place, killed the people around me, and even killed me. Dear alchemy friends, if it were you, What would you do?"
"If it had been me, I would have punched his head to pieces." As soon as Mo Wuji finished speaking, Zhen Shaoru's rude voice reached him in time. This guy had eaten his fill of spiritual fruit and was looking for Mo Wuji everywhere.
"Alchemist Mo, do you know where the precious blood lotus root is?"
At this time, no one cares about Meng Boyu, and no one cares about Zhen Shaoru's rudeness. Most people care about the whereabouts of the precious blood lotus root.
With so many people asking, Mu Ying quickly asked, "Alchemist Mo, is the precious blood lotus root still there?"
Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, as expected, everything else was secondary.
"Mo Wuji, Master Meng Alchemy is dead anyway, you are just a handyman disciple, can't you just say whatever you want?" Qu Feiyang suddenly felt in his heart when he saw that Mo Wuji had completely controlled the situation and even got the precious blood lotus root. Furious.
If he had known that the precious blood lotus root was found in Blood Lotus Lake, he would never let Mo Wuji go even if Yin Qianyin stopped him. To know the precious blood lotus root in Blood Lotus Root Lake, it must be at least a hundred years old. It's a pity that it's too late now, and this person named Mo escaped.
"Alchemist Qu, no matter how prejudiced you are against Alchemist Mo, you can't call Alchemist Mo just a handyman disciple." An alchemist in the crowd immediately shouted out unhappily.
Qu Feiyang said coldly, "He was originally just a handyman recruited from the secular world by the Wuhen Sword Sect. He just got lucky and became an alchemist."
Mu Ying suddenly asked, "Alchemist Mo, your name is Mo Wuji. I wonder if you are related to Pharmacist Mo who developed Mo's medicinal solution?"
Mo Wuji clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Mu, for your compliments before. Mo is not talented, he is the alchemist who disclosed penicillin. I was originally from a family of a county king, and because the position of the county king was coveted, this led to The family is ruined. As for my alchemy, it is also passed down from my family."
At this point, Mo Wuji didn't care much anymore. Even if Situ Qian was standing in front of him, he would dare to say this.
Zhen Shaoru immediately shouted loudly, "Someone has taken the position of a small county king. Tell me which bird man it is, and I will knock his balls off. What about the king of the lord country? This guy is Idiot?"
In the eyes of Zhen Shaoru, the king of a lord country really means nothing.
No one paid attention to Zhen Shaoru's words because of Mu Ying's previous praise. After hearing that Mo Wuji was the alchemist who contributed Mo Wuji's medicine, many people's views on Mo Wuji had already fundamentally changed. As for what Qu Feiyang said just now, who else cares
"So you are Mo Yaoshi. Mu Ying would like to thank Mo Yaoshi on behalf of the countless mortals who have benefited." After saying this, Mu Ying bowed slightly.
Mo Wuji quickly said he didn't dare, and then took out a piece of precious blood lotus root and said, "Senior Sister Mu, because I don't have many spiritual stones with me, I want to exchange the precious blood lotus root for some spiritual herbs. But I don't know about precious blood. What is the value of lotus root? Can it be exchanged for..."
Mu Ying grabbed the jade box that Mo Wuji had lowered and opened it immediately. A piece of precious blood lotus root, crystal clear like ruby, lay in the jade box, exuding a faint fragrance.
The surrounding alchemists all exclaimed in exclamation. After looking at the precious blood lotus root, Mu Ying said, "This is a precious blood lotus root that is nearly a hundred years old. It is very valuable. I have not seen precious blood of this age for many years." The lotus root is gone. The only pity is that the lotus root silk is gone, which greatly reduces the value of the precious blood lotus root."
After hearing this, Mo Wuji suddenly felt regretful. It wasn't that he regretted having the precious blood lotus root taken away, but because he made a mistake. He thought that the precious blood lotus root cultivated by Fei Bingzhu was of the same value as the precious blood lotus root in his hand. Now after listening to Mu Ying's words, he realized that the precious blood lotus root also has a year difference.
But he only had a few pieces of the aged precious blood lotus root silk in his hand left.
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