My script is a supporting role

It's only at the entrainment state, but it has already made Wuxiu at the enlightenment state bow his head and admit defeat.

Such a span, such a leap, how exciting is it?

But now, everything has been ruined by Zheng Qingshan.

Zheng Qingshan is also regretful.

"Am I so impulsive at first?"

"I can't wait another day!"

At this time, Mo Chen finally regained his composure, stood up, and shouted to the group of brothers: "Brothers, the sheep has been killed, and the goat milk is gone, but, isn't there still mutton here? "

"Goat milk" can no longer make money, and mutton can no longer be spoiled.

Hearing Mo Chen's yell, a group of disciples suddenly became sober.

Yes.

The sheep has been killed, and it is useless to regret it here.

But the mutton is still there!

Mo Chen's "goat's milk" is so miraculous, the goat itself is also extraordinary.

Now that he has been killed, the best way to recover the loss now is to quickly grab a piece of mutton.

Mo Chen wrung his fingers and said while counting: "Now this mutton is already a top-notch product. It is sold out today, but there is really no more..."

"Stop talking, I want one! No, I want ten!" Someone interrupted him immediately.

These words immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the people around.

"There are only a dozen sheep in total, and you want ten of them by yourself. What should we do?"

The man refused to accept it and said, "I am rich, I am willing!"

"You have money, how much money do you have? Let me tell you, no matter how much you pay, I will pay [-]% more than you!"

"[-]% more!"

"Thirty percent!"

"Double!"

At this moment, Lian Zheng Qingshan came back to his senses and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"

"We are a decent sect, how can we mess around like this without rules?"

Although the voices in the crowd became quieter, many people still had expressions of resentment on their faces.

With his hands behind his back, Zheng Qingshan asked Mo Chen, "Do you want to keep some of the mutton?"

Mo Chen shook his head, and said generously: "I don't need it anymore, let's give it to the brothers who need it more."

All the disciples were very pleased and applauded together.

"Junior Brother Mo is really brilliant."

Zheng Qingshan nodded, thinking that he might have to save some.

With a wave of his sleeves.

"Then, auction!"

"The auction starts at one catty, and the highest bid wins!"

All the disciples responded with a bang.

Mo Chen went into the house to pack up his things. The trip to Tongluo Mountain is expected to take three days, so some preparations are still needed.

The group of brothers outside have been taken by Zheng Qingshan to the place where the goats are slaughtered, and the mutton will be auctioned on the spot. It must be very enthusiastic.

For Mo Chen, the killing of these sheep was not entirely a bad thing.

The theory of "goat's milk" has caused a sensation in the entire Qingli Sect.

Those goats staying here will inevitably become the focus of attention of the entire Qingli Sect.

Even if he wants to suck sheep's blood in the future, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it as secretly as before, which will increase the risk of exposure.

Now that the sheep is dead and the mutton is sold, the point of focus no longer exists.

Discussions about them last at most ten days and a half months, and then they will gradually be lost in the dust of time.

It's just that without the goat, he doesn't have a stable source of blood.It may not be easy to operate by relying on the two cows outside to suck back and forth.

This matter, we can only wait for Tongluoshan to come back, and then slowly figure out a solution.

After tidying up a few times, seeing that there was still some time, Mo Chen turned his attention to the "Heavenly Secret Change" in the Lingtai.

As soon as his spiritual consciousness moved, a golden AK appeared in front of Mo Chen.

After re-establishing the link with the Book of the Gods, these things can finally be moved out at will.

Mo Chen sat on a chair, resting his chin in one hand, staring at the AK, and there was no movement for a long time.

This AK is just in shape.

Because Mo Chen only knew the shape of the gun, he didn't know the complicated gun mechanism inside.

So in fact, this thing that looks like an AK is actually about the same as a stick, not as powerful as a spirit sword.

However, the role of the secret change is definitely not limited to this.

After a while, Mo Chen reached out and held the AK in his hand.

The tentacles felt slightly cold.

He clearly felt that these copper ornaments were not real copper.

It's neither gold nor jade, and it's hard to tell what kind of material it is.

With a swipe of the finger, a copper ornament separated from the AK.

As his spiritual consciousness changed, the copper ornament kept changing its shape.

Or long, or short, or thick, or thin.

Or soft as silk, or hard as iron, or light as water.

"This thing is really miraculous, but I haven't realized the true meaning of it yet."

Chapter 57 What a coincidence, junior sister

Just this copper ornament among them can already be regarded as a spiritual weapon that can be used at will.

How to use such a secret change that is as complicated as a precision instrument?

Mo Chen didn't know yet.

But he clearly felt that this "heavenly secret change" still contained a powerful aura of awe-inspiring heaven and earth, and in the changing combination, there was also a faint feeling of the rotation of heaven and earth.

"It seems that this artifact is much more complicated than I imagined."

At present, Mo Cheng can only get a glimpse of the clues, and it may be too early to say that he can really control this artifact.

Putting the other parts into the Lingtai, only the copper ornament on the fingertips is still swimming.

"Start with the simplest control, gradually become familiar with its operation method, and then comprehend the core meaning of it."

The copper ornament at the fingertip suddenly turned into a boomerang, and flew out of his hand, going as fast as lightning.

"Crack!"

A fly in the air was crushed to pieces.

The boomerang returned to Mo Chen's hand in the blink of an eye, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle, your cleaning is not up to standard!"

In front of the sect, flying swords and magic weapons rose in the wind, and the heroic disciples of the sect walked in the air with fluttering robes. The scene was very spectacular.

Others, such as the flying tigers with two wings, or the snowflake spirit leopards, or the blue-eyed spirit birds, were also extremely lively.

When Mo Chen arrived in front of the sect, many people had already gathered there.

But the team members with him had already set off ahead of time, and only one Xu Zhiming was waiting for him.

The spirit beast controlled by Liu Deshui is the Red Feather Vulture. Due to the limitation of his size, he can only bring one companion with him, so he brought along Li Yuancheng, who is in the Qi-Entraining Realm.

Hu Buwei has already realized the seventh level and is also a martial artist, so he regards the journey from Qinglizong to Tongluo Mountain as a training course, and goes there with his own feet.

So on Xu Zhiming's side, Mo Chen was the only one left.

On the other side, Murong Qingyue was surrounded by a group of female disciples. Against the background of her layered blue Taoist uniform, she looked like a blooming iceberg snow lotus.

The Thousand Flame Flying Feather on her back is like a fiery red leaf, like blood and fire, adding a touch of soul-stirring brilliance to her original tranquility and elegance.

Mo Chen originally wanted to say hello to Murong Qingyue, but when he saw Luo Qi'er, Min Qinghe, and Zheng Ning, the three plague gods were all there, he immediately dismissed the idea.

"The timing is really inappropriate."

Or find another quieter time.

Sitting on Xu Zhiming's flying sword, Yujian rises in the wind.

A gleaming copper ornament was quickly turned back and forth on Mo Cheng's fingertips, and green hills passed under his feet.

Mo Chen suddenly discovered that the scenery of Qingli Sect was so moving.

"Junior Brother Mo is in Fenglei Hall today, it's really amazing, it's amazing."

Xu Zhiming turned sideways slightly, and smiled at Mo Chen.

Mo Chen bowed and replied, "Actually, I didn't expect that I could improve so quickly."

Anyway, the sheep is dead, and now Mo Chen has no evidence to say anything.

Xu Zhiming chuckled, but changed the subject to something else.

"Junior brother, I parted from you that day, and pondered over that line of your poem for a long time, and I feel that I have benefited a lot."

Mo Chen gasped.

Ever since he came to this group, he was not afraid of anything, except that Senior Brother Xu would tell him the true meaning of love.

I'm really afraid of what's coming.

Xu Zhiming didn't notice it, and he still talked to Mo Chen.

"Junior brother, I think the junior sister who chased you last time, she worked hard to pursue the person she loves, which I admire very much."

Mo Chen hummed twice, put his hand on his forehead and said, "Brother Xu, I, I'm a little dizzy."

"Ah?" Xu Zhiming glanced back at him, and said doubtfully, "I fly very slowly, and the last time Junior Brother Mo sat on my flying sword, didn't he feel dizzy?"

Mo Chen felt dizzy, "I haven't had a good rest recently."

Xu Zhiming nodded and said, "Junior Brother Mo, you practice hard and pay attention to your body."

Just on their right flank, a fiery red sword came from the sky from behind.

On top of the fiery red sword, there were a few chattering girls, the one at the head was dressed in blue, from indigo blue to sky blue to water blue, with distinct layers, appearing quiet and elegant.

Murong Qingyue.

Xu Zhiming's flying sword gradually deviated from the direction, but leaned towards the fiery red sword.

"Senior Brother Xu, you seem to be a little off." Mo Chen reminded from behind.

Xu Zhiming groaned, and said, "Junior Brother Mo, I, I think..."

Mo Chen immediately understood, Senior Brother Xu had a thought, so he joked: "Brother Xu, this time, do you want to watch swords or people?"

In the Fenglei Hall, Xu Zhiming seemed to have a strong desire for Murong Qingyue and the Thousand Flame Feather.

Mo Chen couldn't be sure whether Senior Brother Xu in front of him liked the sword more, or Murong Qingyue.

Xu Zhiming said in embarrassment, "Hehe, watch them all, watch them all."

Mo Chen couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that Senior Brother Xu also had intentions for Murong Qingyue.