The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

"Master." Qi Mo got up and watched Dan Yangzi walk in with someone.

The four people carried a wooden barrel in their hands, which was filled with a black liquid. As they walked, it rubbed against the wall of the barrel, emitting bursts of choking smell.

"This is the spiritual liquid for washing scriptures and marrow. From today, I will send someone to deliver it every three days. You remember to soak in it for two hours." Dan Yangzi asked them to put the bathtub away, and the spiritual consciousness was in the water again. Scanning Qi Mo's body, he found that his cultivation had reached the peak of Nascent Soul, and he was just one step away from becoming a god, so he was overjoyed.

Originally thought that this time the disciple's aptitude was not as good as Ling Qiu's, but he didn't expect him to be mistaken.

"Mo Yu, you can practice with peace of mind, and advance to Huashen as soon as possible."

Qi Mo responded, and after he left, his face darkened.

What was sent here was not any spiritual liquid at all, but a poison used to forcibly widen his meridians and dissolve his spiritual roots.

Qi Mo looked at the pitch-black water surface, and after a while, he put his fingers into the liquid medicine, and he stimulated the spiritual power in his body to absorb the spiritual power of several precious spirit herbs.

Fortunately, he has the body of Tong Xuan, and he is invulnerable to all kinds of poisons.

After Qi Mo lied like this for a while, Dan Yangzi relaxed his vigilance against him, and didn't send anyone to check, just let him advance early.

Qi Mo didn't show up for a whole month.

But everyone's interest in talking about him has not diminished at all, and there are news every few days, saying that he has obtained some other natural talents and earthly treasures from the head.

The Zongmen had originally been making a fuss about Qi Mo being accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect. Many people felt very sad, and now they wished to replace him, but they couldn't see Qi Mo's face, so they could only slander and slander. Say a few sour words.

Tie Liang, who cared most about Qi Mo, had a very difficult time recently.

He thinks highly of himself, and always feels that he is the only one with the best qualifications in the sect, and he is the grandson of the elder, so he naturally has more resources than others, but since Qi Mo was accepted as a disciple by the head of the sect, his grandfather began to urge Let him advance early.

Tie Liang had been promoted to Yuanying for some time, but he was always close to becoming a god. He originally planned to go out to practice, but Qi Mo's arrival completely dispelled his idea.

There was a shock in the air, and a spiritual force gathered in one place like a vortex, and then dispersed in an instant.After the billowing dust and the sound of the sky collapsing, a huge hole appeared on the ground.

Tie Liang was lying in the middle of the pit with a disgraced face. There were several cracks on his face from which blood was oozing out. He roared angrily and smashed his fists on the ground, splashing the surrounding gravel.

He failed again to advance.

"Young Sect Master, get up quickly." A middle-aged man walked quickly, helped Tie Liang who was lying on the ground, and fed him a Rejuvenation Pill.

Tie Liang swallowed the pill in his mouth, and asked viciously, "Is there any news from Mo Yu?"

The middle-aged man looked at his tense body and clenched fists, and said helplessly: "It's still in retreat, and there is no news."

Tie Liang took a deep breath and relaxed, "That's good, help me back."

Living in the shadow of others all the year round is not a good feeling. Tie Liang was suppressed by Ling Qiu everywhere earlier, and now there is another Mo Yu, who is almost suppressed and sick. Fortunately, the gap between the two of them is not the same at this time Not obvious.

When Tie Liang returned to the sect, he only felt that it was especially noisy here today, many disciples gathered together in twos and threes, talking about something.

He grabbed someone at random and asked, "What happened?"

"Junior Brother Mo Yu has advanced to the level of God Transformation!" This person was quite incredulous.

Tie Liang suddenly felt a rumble in his head, he was stunned in place, looking at the people whispering around him, feeling that all of them were pointing fingers at him, with contempt in their eyes.

He's going to be driven crazy by these people.

Feeling the full spiritual power in his body, Qi Mo went to the inner hall where Dan Yangzi was after finishing dealing with the brothers who came to congratulate him.

But before Qi Mo took a few steps, he heard a cool voice, "He has set up around the main hall, and he will be able to detect you as soon as you enter."

Qi Mo stopped and felt something in the backlight mirror, "Is there a magician in the room?"

"It's not a demon cultivator, it's a monk from a foreign land." The backlight mirror appeared in Qi Mo's hand the size of a palm, "I'm protecting you, so come closer and listen."

Qi Mo didn't know what was going on inside, but Dan Yangzi's voice was clear.

"My lord, the son of luck is still in the Demon Realm, and he found a piece of it there recently. It will take about two years to complete the matter."

Dan Yangzi looked at the man reclining on the couch in the water mirror, and asked cautiously: "I don't know why your lord is looking for me at this time?"

The man looked at him for a long while, and then he seemed to ask unintentionally: "I heard that your world has the blood of an ancient divine bird?"

"This..." Dan Yangzi was stunned, the ancient divine bird was extinct ten thousand years ago, "I don't know about it."

"I guess you don't know either." The man's tone was slightly mocking, "I will go there in person in three days, you find me an identity, and don't reveal it."

Danyangzi had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he still responded respectfully, and his expression became serious only after the water mirror was broken.

He was originally the owner of the Qianjue mainland merchant. About 40 years ago, the merchant was murdered because of a treasure auctioned by the auction house. At that time, he was the only one who survived and was rescued by Long Yang, the prince of the dragon clan.

Afterwards, this person sent him to Hengyuan Continent to work for the Dragon Clan and provide them with spirit stones every year.But three years ago, Long Yang somehow became interested in this world and wanted to refine it.

So he sent a lot of people to communicate with the monks in this world, planning to start slowly.

For more than 30 years, Dan Yangzi was used to being the head of the sect, and he couldn't bear the feeling of being inferior for a long time, but he had the soul imprint left by Long Yang in his body, so he had to listen and had no choice but to obey.

Fortunately, there is no unparalleled road, and the demons somehow found a lot of real devil energy. Of course, real devil energy is harmful to immortal cultivators, but as long as it is refined, it will get twice the result with half the effort.

He has already passed the tribulation, and he is only one step away from the Mahayana. When he becomes a Mahayana, he will naturally no longer have to be inferior to others.

Thinking of this, he crushed a stone, and a puppet appeared in front of his eyes: "Go and find Mo Yu for me."

Then Dan Yangzi got up and walked to the inner room, because Ling Qiu was dead and he hadn't refined the true devil energy that was sent over a few days ago, so he might as well refine it while Mo Yu was promoted.

Qi Mo stood there for a moment with a complicated expression, then followed the puppet's trail and walked over. Now is not the time to leave.

At this moment, Liu Duye just wanted to talk about his life with Moxiu who showed him the way. It was obviously just a deep pit, but ever since he stepped into it, everything inside seemed to come alive.

The cold air was blowing from his ankles to his spine, and his surroundings seemed to be wrapped in a cold and damp cloth, and the moisture was engulfed from all directions.

Liu Duye looked at the empty place and cursed secretly, there is no magic sword here at all.

He walked towards the darkness, and couldn't help but clenched his sword tightly. The further he walked in, the heavier his steps became, and even in the end, Liu Duye could hear his feet falling heavily on the ground. Friction sound.

"come!"

A darker figure than the surroundings, brushed Liu Duye's arm and floated past.

The ground began to tremble slowly, Liu Duye took out the snow flame, but it illuminated an inch of land in front of him, the thick black surrounding seemed to absorb the light from the snow flame.

As Liu Duye walked forward, he felt that the black around him was getting thicker and thicker. When he couldn't move anymore, the blackness was so thick that it seemed to turn into liquid.

A gust of cool wind swept over, and when he looked again, the black surrounding Liu Duye had gathered into a single figure, he didn't guard against it, and was directly left a wound on his face by the black figure.

"Hiss." He took a deep breath, wiped off the blood on his cheek with his left hand, and instantly drew out his sword with his right hand to slash forward.

There was a scream in the darkness, like a mouse being strangled by the throat, and it made people feel a stab in the back.

The black shadow seemed to be endless, rushing towards Liu Duye.

He just moved his hands mechanically, and he killed for three days. There were densely packed small wounds on his arms, some of which were still bleeding, and they were freshly cut.

Liu Duye was a little tired, so he took out a tonic pill and ate it, and raised his sword again.

His whole body hurts, his head was already a little dazed, he cut it when he saw a black shadow, if he hadn't been thinking about Qi Mo, he might be about to fall now.

The next time we meet, he must ask Qi Mo to give him the medicine himself, and also kiss... No, two or three kisses are better.

Thinking about it, Liu Duye miraculously felt that there was more power in his body, so he held the sword with both hands, and slashed forward fiercely.

It seemed that many black shadows disappeared, but after one blow, he also lost his strength and fell down.

Maybe he's going crazy, I don't know if Qi Mo has any experience as a Taoist partner with Moxiu.

Liu Duye felt that he had slept for a full year, and when he woke up, the sky was bright, and his body was heavier.

It is a dark sword.

With a smirk, he removed the sword and sat up.

Moxiu who showed him the way looked at him not far away, his face was very ugly and pale.

Thinking of the situation where he thought he was going to die, Liu Duye waved at him, but luckily he kept his mind and imprinted a soul mark on Moxiu's body.

"Good job." Liu Duye patted his shoulder, stood up and looked down at him.

Today's Liu Duye is tall, a full head taller than Moxiu who has been mining all year round, so being looked at by him like this is very oppressive.

The demon cultivator trembled, glanced at Liu Duye several times, and suddenly cried, "Senior, I didn't mean it." He cried unjustly.

Liu Duye: ...

Suddenly helpless.

But now that he has obtained the sword, he is not a fussy person, and he is still in a hurry to see Qi Mo, so he just watched Moxiu crying and followed him all the way. A rabbit leg.

"Don't cry." Liu Duye said helplessly, "I have never coaxed my Taoist companion before." It was the first time I saw someone cry, and it turned out to be a dirty demon.