Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

"You resell the shuttle to the evil side?"

In the east courtyard of Mojia Shenji Academy, my cousin's voice rose an octave and he immediately covered his mouth, then looked at his sixth uncle in shock.

These days, he has been busy transforming the shuttle. It is said to be a transformation, but in fact it is just enlarging the shuttle dozens of times.

Considering the problem of parking, we changed it into the shape of a large cruise ship on the original basis, so that it can be parked at will whether on land or in water.

After sketching out the rough outline, a drawing called "Tianbo Crossing" was thrown directly to the tribesmen of the Tiangong Department, who were responsible for perfecting and building it.

The more important parts required him to do it himself. One was how to expand such a huge hull and fly in the sky in a balanced and stable manner.

The two are problems with the supply capacity of spiritual stones. For such a huge ship, the pile of mechanisms for converting spiritual power on the shuttle will definitely not be used, and a set of exclusive mechanisms can only be reset.

While he was lying on the desk writing and drawing, Mo Xingzhi came to him excitedly and said that he had made another big deal.

From this, it can be seen that my sixth uncle really likes to do business, and he has never been so interested in the Mohist machine arts and cultivation.

But what Mo Xingzhi said next almost scared him away.

He actually sold the shuttle to the evil side. This matter is big or small. If no one catches you, then you will be fine.

If someone were to make a fuss about it and label it as colluding with evil, then the Mo family would lose their face. If nothing else, if Wushuanglou knew about it, he would probably laugh out loud.

If his own father knew about this, Uncle Six would probably be dragged away to take advantage of the family.

"Hey, it's okay. I didn't hide this matter. My eldest brother also knows about it."

Mo Xingzhi waved his hands indifferently and said indifferently.

After that, he explained.

Although this batch of shuttles was really good for traveling, the experience was still too bad. It was uncomfortable to sit on the shuttle for a whole day. When Mo Xingzhi's forehead felt hot, he asked the Ministry of Heavenly Works to make a batch.

Originally, the business opportunities and the future pattern were foreseeable, but the subsequent cooperation with the court disrupted Feixuo's plans.

If there is Tianbodu, the disadvantages of the shuttle will be infinitely magnified. It is also carrying people, whether to choose the shuttle that is surrounded by the wind, or to stay comfortably in the cabin.

Sooner or later, the flying shuttle would be eliminated. From Mo Xingzhi's perspective, it was not difficult to draw a conclusion, so he thought that before Tianbodu came out, it would be better to cut a wave of leeks first.

Even if the nine major sects usually don't look up when they look down, the sects below, large and small, are not too embarrassed to take action.

In the end, the group of people who were in the evil way were finally blamed.

The corners of the cousin's mouth twitched and he looked at him with swaying eyes.

"Uncle Six, aren't you afraid of being targeted by evil spirits when you go out in the future?"

Mo Xingzhi grinned and whispered.

"I didn't do it myself. Isn't this cooperation with the court? I asked them to find someone to help me do it, and let 20% of the profit go out. They helped me sell it at a price that was five times higher."

My cousin was stunned when he heard this.

What kind of fools would fall for this...

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"How about my shuttle?"

Yan Bing controlled the shuttle and looked back at the people behind him. He enjoyed the eyes of these bumpkins who had never seen the world.

This made him feel very comfortable.

The only flaw is that there are two more people behind, Monk Hua and a man in his thirties who looks enchanting. He has a feminine face and a cinnabar mole between his eyebrows. Not only does he look like a monk, he even has six dots on his smooth head. Ring scar.

This person was no stranger to him. The two sects' cultivation methods were similar, and they were both located in the same state, so it was natural that they would have to interact with each other.

Yankong, senior brother of Burying Flower Valley.

Yan Bing, senior brother of Hehuan Sect.

For so many years, every time the two of them were mentioned at the same time, they could not avoid being compared. As time went by, the two of them would naturally compare each other in their hearts.

So whenever we meet, most of the time it's tit-for-tat.

If Liu Yaoyao hadn't confirmed that two of the four opponents were strong, Yan Bing would have had no intention of bringing them along.

Rather than asking everyone just now, I was actually just showing off to Yankong.

The four of them were riding the wind all the way, and the shuttle was speeding high in the sky, reaching its speed limit.

Monk Hua and Liu Yaoyao went from being novel at the beginning to turning pale now with just half a cup of tea.

In this short period of time, Yan Bing increased his speed for the third time. The first two times were okay, both of them could handle it, and their speed was only slightly faster than that of the cultivator Peeping God.

But when Yan Bing pushed the handle to the end, a terrible push came over his back instantly. It felt like something was pushing you forward.

Liu Yaoyao's feeling was deeper than that of the two bald heads. At this moment, she only felt that the person was flying in front and her scalp was chasing behind.

As a cultivator in the God-Peeping Realm, when had she ever tried such terrifying speed? She even thought of jumping out of the shuttle several times.

This thing couldn't give her a sense of security at all, and it was far less safe than flying over by herself.

Although it's a little slow, at least you don't have to suffer this penalty.

It's just that she can wait, but Yan Bing can't, otherwise he wouldn't be able to bring out the treasure that he just acquired.

After about half an hour of flying, Yan Bing's own face turned a little pale, not to mention Monk Hua and Liu Yaoyao, both of whom were already half dead, and their entire faces looked pale.

I originally thought about slowing down a little, but out of the corner of my eye I glanced at Yankong winking at me.

You bastard, you can even compare to this.

Yan Bing gritted his teeth and let go of the handle he was about to pull down again.

Yankong's face turned livid instantly, his whole face was distorted by the strong wind, and his heart was already burning with anger.

Couldn't this idiot understand the look in his eyes telling him to slow down? Even this kind of thing requires comparison, so no one should say anything and just hold on...

If Mo Xingzhi dared to sell for five times the price, it took Liu Yaoyao half a day to get back to the sect, but it only took a few people less than an hour to get back.

A mile outside Zhanzhou City, Yan Bing slowly dropped the shuttle with a pale face.

The city is just ahead of us, so it's not suitable for the shuttle to go any further. I'm not a serious person, so it would be bad to make a big show of it.

When your feet touch the ground again, a sense of solidity arises spontaneously.

This shuttle is worth every penny. Its speed is simply terrifying. As a monk who has been observing the Great Perfection of God, I am almost afraid of the sky.

Yankong's eyes were a little weak. He had been exposed to the wind all the way, and now he only felt that his internal organs were swollen and uncomfortable.

Liu Yaoyao and Hua Monk flew into the air and fell from the shuttle. Such a long and ultra-limited flight was an indescribable mental torture to the two of them.

The two of them complained in their hearts and decided not to ride on anything like this again in their lives.

I don’t know who the evil and smoking thing designed this thing, it’s simply hateful!

——

"Thank you for taking care of me this time. Come and find me when you pass by Linlang Mansion in the future. I'll treat you all to a drink."

Huangfuliang sternly bowed his hands and thanked everyone one by one. After speaking, he patted his big gourd and laughed loudly.

After entering the city, they first found a place to rest for a while, but now Youli and others were planning to leave first.

Ou Mingdong also stood up at this time, thanked everyone one by one, and said.

"Meeting is fate. If you pass by Wushuanglou, don't forget to look for me."

You Li stood up carelessly and stretched. She didn't have anything to say, she just waved her hand calmly.

"Let's go!"

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped again, turned back to look at Han Yu and said.

"If you have time, you can follow the lay people to look for me at Lanxi Fishing Village on the seaside of Nanling Prefecture in the east."

Han Yu scratched his head and nodded after making sure he remembered.

"When you meet them, go there if you have the chance."

Suddenly, only Han Yu was left at the originally lively table, and the room instantly became deserted.

When no one was around, Han Yu closed the door of the inn, and finally had time to try his own sea of ​​consciousness.

"What should I do?"

Han Yu spoke to Xiao Liuli, who was aware of the sea.

"Take the stone and say something to the bottle again, and let it help you move the stone into the sea of ​​consciousness, just like when you absorbed other people's fire powers."

Xiao Liuli gestured with her hands and pointed at the bottle.

After Han Yu listened, he held a stone in one hand and communicated with the bottle in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The originally silent glass bottle suddenly hung upside down. There was a sudden light in Han Yu's hand. He blinked and saw that the dragon blood stone had disappeared from his hand. Looking at the sea of ​​consciousness again, next to the bottle and under Xiao Liuli's body, there was a stone. He used it as a bed and was lying down comfortably.

…

The sea of ​​consciousness seems to be getting more and more chaotic!

A bottle, a tool spirit, and a stone.

"If you want, you can decorate it with something else."

Xiao Liuli stretched out her hands comfortably. The stone was extremely comfortable for her to use as a bed.

The chapter name is so weird that I can't change it.