Mozong is poor

"Those monks went in before and didn't come out. It must be extremely thrilling to come in, so we need to get more!"

While talking, the little fat man took out a small gourd from the big gourd, took out another smaller gourd from the small gourd, and then began to stuff all kinds of strange shapes into the smallest gourd one by one. The magic weapon, muttering: "This self-detonation range is very large, you can throw a few more, I will put more for you..."

After staying in this secret realm of Immortal Mansion for more than a month, and holding back for so many days, it can be regarded as someone communicating with him!

Excited, the more he talked, the brighter his eyes became, and he introduced the self-exploding gadgets in his hand, all of which were as solemn as treasures.

Just when Mo Youning opened his mouth and tried to interrupt, the little fat man in front of him took out a new magic weapon again, and continued to explain with a smile and talking to himself.

This is always the case, and in the end, he also gave up interrupting, so quietly waiting for the kid's endless chatter to end.

The little fat man's small mouth kept twitching non-stop, just like the morning birds chirping the summer cicadas.

Gu Yifei was still admiring the endless words in this man's mouth, but gradually, his eyes stayed on the other's big fat claws that continuously took out magic weapons from the big gourd around his waist!The clear and pleasant introduction of the magic weapon was also included in his ears!

baby!But they are all good babies!

Let's listen to the little fat man's description of these instruments, they are all much better than those low-level instruments he bought outside!Those effects one by one have never been seen in those low-level magic weapons. Just listening to it makes me feel very useful!

Most of these low-level magic weapons that can only be used once or twice are nothing to the monks beside him, but to him, a poor and down-to-earth suzerain who still carries a down-and-out sect, they are all good things!

It is very suitable to use it as a reward for tasks for the little disciples in the sect, or as a gift for self-defense!

After all, those disciples' self-cultivation is not high, if they bring too good magic weapon, they may also bring disasters.This kind of low-level magic weapon that can only be used a few times has a few more on your body. In case of accidents, you can throw out a few pieces and explode yourself no matter how bad it is.It is also a very cost-effective thing to invest in low-level magic weapons for Zongmen.

Although there are also alchemists in the sect, those old men have weird tempers, and they are always afraid of revealing their whereabouts and attracting enemies, so they seldom take action on weekdays.Moreover, the price of the materials for making magical potions is not low. After all the calculations, it is better to go out and buy finished products to save trouble and spirit stones.

At this time, the little fat man who never stopped talking also felt Gu Yifei's burning gaze.

He was still introducing the small magic weapon in his hand, raised his head slightly, and his eyes fell on the opponent.

It's been a long time since I met someone who listened to him so intently!

While feeling a little happy, there is also a little excitement!You have to take your time, you can't scare this fellow Taoist away!Yes, to make friends, to make good friends!

"Fellow Daoist, are you also interested in these magical artifacts? These are all my handicrafts, so it's hard to be elegant. The cultivation base in this secret realm of the Immortal Mansion is too suppressed, and I can't get out the magical artifacts that I usually refine..." Xiao As soon as the fat man got excited, he began to brag about himself quietly, and he was even happier when he saw that the eyes of the fellow Taoist in front of him seemed to light up.

Adhering to the principle of making friends, he took out a small gourd again, stuffed the magic weapon in and said: "This secret place looks peaceful and harmless, but who knows if there is any hidden murderous intention, and you should also bring a few magic weapons to defend yourself. These gadgets of mine are not very eye-catching, but fortunately they are still very practical, if you don’t dislike them, just accept a few of them..."

Upon hearing this.

Gu Yifei's eyes brightened even more.

How could he dislike it, it's too late to be happy!

Oh my god, where did you come from such a fool, you will give me a magic weapon when you meet him!Why did I just meet you today!It's too late to meet you!

What is a small mouth?What's the point of not being able to speak?Listen, these instruments are all practiced by the other party, this alone is very important!

I don't know which sect this is an artificer from. If I can get to know him, I might buy a low-priced magic weapon from here in the future, and there may be a lot of Lingshi left over.He didn't forget that most of the craftsmen have so many spirit stones that they have no place to spend them. Except for those who care about money by nature, they are all very generous.

Even if I think about it, I won't bother with him about a few small practice works...

The two looked at each other and smiled, their eyeballs became brighter and brighter, like the shining stars in the dark night.

Although they both had different thoughts, they both had the idea of ​​'making friends', and there was also a strange feeling of sympathy for each other.

Seeing that the eyes of the daughter-in-law who was finally caught up are glued to others and can't be pulled back, even the gods are about to run away.

Mo Youning took a step forward, inserted between the two of them, and pretended to take away the little gourd that was carried by the little fat man, blocking their 'inseparable' gaze at each other.

He weighed the gourd in his hand, raised his head slightly, shot his gaze at the little fat man like a sharp arrow, and said slowly: "Jian Yan, you are delaying time, and you don't want to go in? How can you back down on the road of cultivating immortals! Do you know where you went wrong this time?"

These words hit the nail on the head.

It made the eloquent Jane speechless.

Because Mo Youning's words really hit his mind, and the reprimand was reasonable, he couldn't refute it.

When he was young, he lived with Mo Youning in Daoqing Peak for several years, and during those few years, the other party educated him like a father and brother.

Just like now... almost.

"I was wrong."

After finishing speaking, Jian Yan's small mouth that had been babbling before was closed, but he still had a very cute look on his face.

But the mouth in his heart was not closed, and he continued to refute quickly.

He also understands such a big reason.If you have heard it not to say it ten thousand times, you will have it thousands of times.

But, you will still be timid.

Shouldn't he be afraid?

……

I thought about it a lot, but Jian Zhen didn't have the guts to tell these crooked truths.

After admitting his mistake, he was about to pass the small gourd in his hand to the fellow Taoist whom he wanted to make friends with, but his cold brother Mo took it.

Seeing that the little gourd was already in the hands of that fellow daoist, he wanted to say something, but Mo Youning spoke first.

"go in."

Those three simple words broke Jane's heart.

He shouldn't be curious about the 'key' of the secret realm of the Immortal Mansion. If it weren't for curiosity, he wouldn't be involved in this secret realm, and he wouldn't have to face the inheritance that claims to have thousands of changes!

The last time he was tricked into the small world of the Demon Forest was already miserable, but he never expected that he would take another 'risk' in just a few months.

And this time I met Brother Mo...

Thinking of this, he was not as sad as before.

The smile hung back on his face, and the chicken nodded like pecking at rice, then continued to open its mouth and began to talk.

"Brother Mo, let's go quickly. I have heard of the inheritance of the secret realm of the Immortal Mansion in the past. It is said that this place is a large formation with tens of millions of evolutions. Be careful when entering. I just happen to have A dharma rope, fastened to prevent teleportation from getting lost..."

Gu Yifei, who got a gourd of low-level magic weapon, didn't think the little fat man was annoying at all, even the other party's voice was very sweet.

Seeing the other party looking at him, he smiled big at him.

Jian Jue's eyes lit up, and in a blink of an eye, Mo Youning, who was wearing a rope, stood in front of him again.

Seeing Brother Mo's incorrect method of tying the rope, he hurried forward to explain.

Under Jian Yu's crisp voice without pause, Mo Youning and Gu Yifei also tied the French rope.

After a while, the three of them walked into the inheritance door.

After entering, the whole body's spiritual energy was turbulent.

In the blink of an eye, his cultivation recovered instantly.

The coercion of the fit shook the four directions, and Mo Youning frowned slightly, holding Fei'er's waist with one hand, and holding Jian Jue's back collar with the other.

After the two of them stabilized their figures and turned away from the coercion, he loosened Jane's collar.

All I could see was an empty hall.

There is not much decoration in the hall, only four whitish walls.

And looking back, the door they entered had disappeared.

"The cultivation base has recovered." Jian Jue tried to run his spiritual power, and after confirming that it was correct, he looked at Mo Youning with a happy face.

But seeing the other party hugging the unknown fellow Taoist, his eyes seemed a little warm...

Could it be that he is dazzled?

warm?

At this time, Gu Yifei saw Jian Yan looking at him with flickering eyes, and heard what the other party said, quickly avoided the other party's sight, and tightened the small gourd around his waist with very small movements.

This magic weapon has been given to him!It is impossible to go back!He will never give it back!

When Mo Youning saw Fei Er's small movements, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Not far away, Jian Yan's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, his mouth opened and closed, and the small mouth that usually chattered non-stop didn't know how to babble!

After holding back a few thoughts, he couldn't hold back anymore, so he could only say dryly: "You two have such a good relationship."

After speaking, I always feel that something is wrong.

He hurriedly added another sentence: "By the way, fellow daoist, what should you call it! Those who keep calling you fellow daoist, there are..."

Halfway through the conversation, suddenly the figures of the two hugging in front of them gradually dissipated like soot. Jian Xing panicked, and quickly pulled up the rope in her hand, only to realize that she was also dissipating.

This... is the trace of teleportation!

A low-level magic rope can't control such a powerful force at all!He shouldn't believe that the self-explosion thing that he practiced casually can be useful!

Now it's all right, he's going to take risks alone again, it's over, I hope my father won't take the risk to come in to collect his body...

Mo Youning was the first to notice this strangeness, but the force against him was too strong, and it only happened in the blink of an eye.

He could only hold Fei'er tightly first, and then take advantage of the gap in the teleportation array to send a few hidden sword intents to Jian Zhen.