After hearing Mo Wuji's words, Murong Xiangyu was stunned for a moment as if his acupuncture points were tapped. Tian Lai Xiao said that she did not feel ashamed. If she felt ashamed, she would not propose to resume the relationship with Mo Wuji at this time.
As long as a person with a little bit of emotional intelligence wants to restore the relationship with Mo Wuji again, he will not be so eager, but will do it step by step. Murong Xiangyu did not do this. She behaved like the most utilitarian ordinary citizen in dealing with emotions. Once she found that her choice direction was biased, she would immediately change the direction. If it is business, this is indeed possible, but how can emotional matters be the same as business
Just as Mo Wuji thought, her little emotional intelligence had long been cultivated by Taishangdao.
When Mo Wuji turned around to attack the protective formation with others, Murong Xiangyu was still where he was. Ever since she met Yan Ye, she had never thought that one day Yan Ye would reject her so simply.
The joy of getting the seventh chapter of Luo Shu seemed to have weakened a lot.
"Friend Mo Xian, how do you attack?" Seeing Mo Wuji leaving Murong Xiangyu aside and coming over, a Xuanxian monk quickly asked with his fists clasped.
Mo Wuji knew what these people meant. This forbidden formation was actually not complicated. Everyone just needed to work together to open it. The reason why it has not been opened until now is because everyone knows the basics. If someone strikes first, there will definitely be outrage.
Now everyone is looking at him. One is that his identity is a bit mysterious, and the other is that he just slashed away Fu Bei with one knife, scaring some guys.
"We all attack together, break the restriction, and then divide it equally." Mo Wuji waved his hand and struck out first.
Mo Wuji took the lead in attacking, and the others took action one after another. In just a dozen breaths, the protective formation was blasted away.
The extremely rich fairy spirit energy surged out, and even Mo Wuji took a deep breath of intoxication.
After being promoted to Xuanxian, Mo Wuji also knew that it would be difficult for him to advance again in a short period of time. If he could practice in this immortal marrow pool for a few years, he might still have a chance to advance to the Great B Immortal.
It's a pity that this Immortal Marrow Pool does not belong to him, but to hundreds of people here.
Although the Immortal Marrow Crystal and the high-grade Immortal Spirit Grass are both good things, after the protective formation was blasted away, no one tried to snatch them away.
When Mo Wuji saw that everyone was not taking action, he simply said, "There are three hundred and twenty immortal friends here, and there are at least one hundred thousand immortal marrow crystals. Everyone queues up to collect them. Each person will collect three hundred for the first time, and the excess will be divided. .”
Mo Wuji's method was fair and impartial, and no one had any objections. Although several top geniuses feel unhappy, so what if they are unhappy? Mo Wuji is so strong, but he doesn't want to be special.
More than 300 monks quickly divided up all the fairy marrow crystals here, and each person received 320 fairy crystals. Some monks with weaker cultivation even sighed. It can be said that this is the most relaxed and comfortable time for them to distribute things since they started practicing. Except this time, when has there ever been a treasure that didn't require a lot of fighting to get some
After everyone finished dividing the immortal crystals, they waited for Mo Wuji to speak again. Mo Wuji did not hesitate. He had some ideas about these fairy grasses. He stood up and said unceremoniously, "Everyone, the fairy grasses here are divided into six, seven and eight levels. The lowest level eight is only ten. There are many plants, most of them are at level 6, and there are about a hundred at level 7. I have some selfish intentions here, and if everyone disagrees, forget it. If you agree, I hope I can distribute some more level 7 fairy grass, and some at level 8 and I don’t want anyone with level six.”
There were too few level eight fairy grasses, so even if Mo Wuji came, it wouldn't be of much use. Mo Wuji has a lot of sixth-level fairy grass, enough for him to advance to the sixth-level immortal elixir king. For Mo Wuji, what he lacks the most is the seventh-level fairy grass, because only with more seventh-level fairy grass can he have a chance to advance to the seventh-level Dan Emperor.
Although there are many good things in the Broken World, in fact, fairy grass above level seven is not that easy to obtain.
Although Mo Wuji was powerful and had a mysterious origin, no one could say anything if he asked everyone to give up the seventh-level fairy grass.
When it was good, everyone thought Mo Wuji was pretty good, especially those with low strength. Once everyone's interests are involved, it's hard to say. If there were a lot of eighth-level fairy grass here, it wouldn't matter if Mo Wuji said this. There are only a dozen or so eighth-level fairy grasses now, so it doesn't really matter whether Mo Wuji wants them or not.
The key is that the level 7 fairy grass is much more precious than the level 6 fairy grass, and they are not on the same level at all. Sometimes hundreds of sixth-level fairy grasses may not be exchanged for a family of seventh-level fairy grasses.
Seeing that no one was speaking, Zuo Yixian stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I, Zuo Yixian, can still represent the Yongying Immortal Realm. I, the Yongying Immortal Realm, gave up the seventh-level fairy grass and handed over all the seventh-level fairy grass to Mo. Senior brother."
Zuo Yixian knew very well that if it weren't for Mo Wuji, the Yongying Immortal Realm would be divided into more than ten pieces of fairy marrow crystals, not to mention the seventh-level fairy grass.
Sure enough, with Zuo Yi taking the lead, the monks in the Yongying Immortal Domain all agreed. Some low-level monks in other fairy realms also began to give up the seventh-level fairy grass. After all, even if the seventh-level fairy grass had to be divided, one person could only divide one-third of the plant. After giving up, he could get Mo Wuji's. Good impression.
Three hundred and twenty people, more than 170 people gave up on the seventh-level fairy grass. As a result, Mo Wuji obtained more than fifty seventh-level fairy grasses by himself. For Mo Wuji, these seventh-level fairy grasses were barely enough for him to advance to the seventh-level Alchemy Emperor.
With his alchemy level, if he could find some more seventh-level fairy grass in the Broken World, it would be enough resources for him to complete the Alchemy Emperor promotion.
Satisfied, Mo Wuji put away the seventh-level fairy grass he needed, and took the initiative to be the host to help everyone divide up the rest of the fairy grass. Then he clasped his fists and said, "Thank you to the friend who gave me the fairy grass just now. I have kept it all in mind. I have opened a small shop in Jiaojiao Fairy Market. In the future, those who go to my shop to buy elixirs can get a discount. For some elixirs that are in short supply, you can also come to me alone."
After hearing Mo Wuji's words, everyone stepped forward to thank him. Regardless of whether what Mo Wuji said was true or not, it was not a bad thing to use one-third of the seventh-level fairy grass to obtain this benefit. Even if it is fake, what can one third of a fairy grass sit on
Mo Wuji said again, "It's fate that I can meet you all today. I'll say goodbye and see you again at the Jiaojiao Fairy Ruins."
Everyone clasped their fists, and just as they were about to say goodbye to each other, and then continue to search for treasures in the Broken Ruins, a sharp cry came, "I didn't move... I didn't move..."
Everyone was startled by the sharp scream and turned their eyes. A monk covered in blood with his intestines outside rushed over frantically. While running and screaming, the monks here were silent. The monk who ran over had his soul broken, his vision blurred, and he was obviously lifeless.
Sure enough, before the monk could get closer, he fell to the ground with a plop, lifeless.
"It's such a heavy fog..." A monk suddenly exclaimed.
Needless to say, this monk said that everyone had seen it, and the vague ruins that could still be seen were now completely obscured by the fog, and the two people who were further apart could not even see each other.
"My spiritual thoughts can't sweep a hundred feet away..." Another monk exclaimed.
Everyone fell silent and gathered together subconsciously. Not only him, but everyone's spiritual thoughts couldn't sweep away.
"Ah..." Another scream came from the distance, and then it became silent again.
"Everyone, something big must have happened here. Don't leave here yet. We gather together. The more people we have, the stronger we will be..." Huan Xiuran from Yitian Island shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished shouting, several shrill screams came again, this time the screams seemed to appear not far away.
Everyone became nervous. Even the weakest of the monks who came here were Golden Immortals. There were still very few Golden Immortals. More than 70% of the monks were powerful Mysterious Immortals. When a strong Xuanxian was killed, he could only scream, or even scream, which shows how powerful the thing hidden in the mist that suddenly descended was.
"Friend Mo Xian, what do you think?" Lu Jiazhi immediately looked at Mo Wuji. After Mo Wuji taught Fu Bei a lesson, he felt that his strength was worse than Mo Wuji's. He had some doubts that Mo Wuji was also a perfect Xuanxian, but he had better concealment skills, so he was as invisible as an ordinary monk.
Lu Jiazhi asked, and everyone looked at Mo Wuji.
Mo Wuji looked at a dilapidated building not far ahead and said, "I have two ideas. One is that everyone flees in all directions immediately. Whoever escapes will be lucky. The second way is to enter the building immediately and then move the building Improve it, set up some defensive formations, and investigate the situation first."
That being said, Mo Wuji actually felt that there was danger in the mist. Even he couldn't figure out where these dangers came from.
After hearing what Mo Wuji said, Monk Yi Ning immediately said, "Of course we go to that dilapidated hall."
While speaking, he had already escaped first. Only a fool would choose this time to escape. You must know that the first person to escape is not among them, which shows that the danger is everywhere.
Seeing Monk Yi Ning passing by, the others followed him one after another. Mo Wuji also followed everyone to the dilapidated hall.
This time, Mo Wuji didn't need to say anything. Everyone started to repair the hall consciously. In just half an hour, the hall was almost repaired.
Mo Wuji grabbed some formation flags and began to set up the formation. He had no friends to ask for help. With his level of formation, no one can help him.
Seeing Mo Wuji starting to set up the formation, some people took the initiative to take out the materials for refining the formation flag and gave them to Mo Wuji. In less than half a day, Mo Wuji had completed the layout of the defensive array in the main hall.
At this moment, Mo Wuji realized that of the more than three hundred people before, only two hundred and thirty were still in the hall. (To be continued.)