Immortal Mortal

Chapter 960 Confusing Right and Wrong

"Mo Wuji, how dare you." Guangzhi became completely anxious when he saw that Mo Wuji was about to throw the blame away and harvest the rice.

He was still thinking that when the Law Enforcement Hall came over, he would drive Mo Wuji away and then occupy this land. When the time comes for people from various major sects to come and see him, his face will shine brightly. This is on the one hand, but more importantly, if he grows a row of high-quality green dew rice, he will gain both fame and fortune. There is even a chance to get a chance to break through the cultivation of gods and step into the realm of gods.

Mo Wuji ignored Guangzhi, but instead clasped his fists at Shushu and others and said, "I have been growing Qinglu rice for many years, and this is the first time that I have occasionally grown high-quality Qinglu rice. I am not very clear about the price. How much is it?" Senior brother and sister, please estimate the price. Then just give me some low-grade green dew rice."

When Ying Shushu heard Mo Wuji's words, she felt happy. She was originally worried that Mo Wuji's price was too high and she couldn't afford it. Now that Mo Wuji said this, she would still give away these five kilograms even if she was shameless. I got the green dew rice, so I quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Mo, if I can't afford it according to the market price of high-grade green dew rice, I will take some of your money from you, junior brother. I will bid you 10,000 high-grade divine crystals per kilogram." , how about twenty pounds of low-grade green dew rice?"

After saying this, Ying Shushu's face turned red. Ten thousand high-grade divine crystals per kilogram of high-grade Qinglu rice was really too low, but she didn't have any more divine crystals to give to Mo Wuji, so she Can be thicker-skinned.

This is not to say that the price of high-grade green dew rice is more than this price. In fact, the price of high-grade green dew rice is not necessarily higher than 10,000 divine crystals per kilogram. But I can't bear the extreme shortage of this kind of thing. Put these five kilograms of high-grade green dew rice at an auction, and you can easily sell more than 100,000 high-grade divine crystals.

Because of her gratitude to Mo Wuji for his generosity, Ying Shushu even directly called a marginal person like Mo Wuji her junior brother.

As soon as Mo Wuji saw Ying Shushu's face, he knew that high-grade Qinglu rice was more than this price. However, Ying Shushu felt embarrassed for being able to pay this price. It was obviously because she didn't have enough divine crystals, and she didn't mean to trick him.

He waved his hand magnanimously and said, "Just follow what Senior Sister Ying wants."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Mo. If you need help with anything in the Little Lingxiao Sect in the future, Junior Brother Mo, just go and call me." After hearing Mo Wuji's promise, Ying Shushu quickly thanked her and immediately took out a ring and handed it to Mo Wuji. Wuji.

Yue Lun on the side also quickly took out a ring and handed it to Mo Wuji, and said at the same time, "Junior Brother Mo, this time I also benefited from you."

Mo Wuji immediately despised Yue Lun, this guy was too stingy. This green dew rice was obviously sold at a loss. If you say that I need help to find you in the future, can I really go to you? This is not a friend worth keeping.

Zuo Xifeng on the side also quickly took out a ring and handed it to Mo Wuji, "Junior brother Mo, I don't have that many high-grade divine crystals, so I used some divine grass to fill it up. See if it's enough. If it's not enough, I will Just ask for less.”

Mo Wuji took the ring without even looking at it, and said directly, "That's enough, that's it."

"Thank you so much, Junior Brother Mo. I can't help you much in the Little Lingxiao Sect. If I were outside, I would be a bit clumsy." Zuo Xifeng even bowed and thanked Mo Wuji when he heard Mo Wuji was so generous.

Mo Wuji nodded. Zuo Xifeng's status in the sect should be much lower than Yue Lun's, but his speech was much prettier than Yue Lun's. He knew why Zuo Xifeng said he couldn't help in the Little Lingxiao Sect, while Guangzhi on the side was staring at him eagerly. Yue Lun didn't want to help, probably because of Guangzhi.

It seemed that Guangzhi's backstage was quite big, and Zuo Xifeng knew that he couldn't afford to offend him.

On the other hand, Mu Shuang and Jian Ji were relatively wealthy, and they easily took out 50,000 high-grade divine crystals and 20 kilograms of low-grade Qinglu rice.

When Mu Shuang handed Mo Wuji the ring, he specially sent a message to Mo Wuji, "Guang Zhi's clan uncle Guang Ting is a deacon of the Xiao Lingxiao Sect's Law Enforcement Hall."

Only then did Mo Wuji understand why Guangzhi, who had cultivated his spiritual skills, could still be a manager in such a lucrative place. It turned out that there was someone at home.

But Mo Wuji didn't care, he didn't do anything wrong. If a deacon of the Xiao Lingxiao Sect's Law Enforcement Hall dared to confuse right and wrong in public, then Ying Shushu and the others wouldn't be so polite to him. This shows that the Little Lingxiao Sect is still very disciplined.

In a short period of time, Dahuang and Zhuiguai had collected all the green dew rice in the field.

Mo Wuji glanced at the ring that Dahuang handed him. The Qinglugu in the ring was just as he expected, weighing at least one hundred, fifty or sixty kilograms.

He took out twenty-five pounds and divided it into five bags, giving one bag to each of Ying Shushu and others.

Several people thanked him again, but Mo Wuji didn't care about Guangzhi at all, and Guangzhi could only look around anxiously.

Mo Wuji took the initiative to take out a bag and handed it to Guangzhi and said, "Guan Guang, this is the sect's green dew rice that I handed over. There are a total of twenty kilograms of low-grade green dew rice. Please keep it."

Guangzhi snorted coldly, "Who told you that you only need to pay twenty kilograms of low-grade green dew rice? Get out of here, your matter will be handled by the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Deacon Guang, are you not accepting my Qinglu rice?" Mo Wuji still didn't take his hand back, but asked calmly.

"You're right, I just won't accept it, what can you do to me?" Guangzhi said coldly.

Fortunately, Guangzhi was not disappointed at this time, as three rays of light fell on the field where Mo Wuji was.

Among the three people who came down was a middle-aged man with a full beard. This middle-aged man had a bloody aura all over his body, and it was obvious that he had done a lot of killing. One of the other two looks somewhat similar to Guangzhi, he also has triangular eyes, and with the late-stage power of Shenjun, I guess this guy is Guangzhi's uncle Guangting.

The last person was an old man with an immortal spirit. Although Mo Wuji could not tell the strength of this old man and the middle-aged man, they were probably in the world god realm.

Sure enough, after the three people arrived, Ying Shushu and others all bowed and saluted, with Guangzhi running at the front.

From the greetings of these people, Mo Wuji knew that the middle-aged man with a beard among them was the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, and the immortal old man was an elder of the Little Lingxiao Sect.

It seems that the high-quality Qinglu rice grown here has a great impact, even the master and elders of the Law Enforcement Hall are alarmed.

"Your name is Mo Wuji? Did you grow the high-quality Qinglu rice?" The person who asked the question was the elder of the Little Lingxiao Sect.

Mu Shuang on the side saw the opportunity and said to Mo Wuji, "Junior Brother Mo, this is Zheng Changang, the fourth elder of our Little Lingxiao Sect. In addition to Elder Zheng Changang, this time Senior Huo Sheng, the master of the Law Enforcement Hall of our Little Lingxiao Sect, is also here. Here we come. By the way, there is also Deacon Guangting from the Law Enforcement Hall."

Although Ying Shushu's desire for Qinglu Rice was far greater than that of Mu Shuang, it was obvious that Mu Shuang was better at being a good person, and at least Mo Wuji had some gratitude towards her in his heart. Even a small introduction made Mo Wuji feel confident.

Mo Wuji quickly clasped his fists and said, "Mo Wuji has met Elder Zheng, met Palace Master Huo, and met Deacon Guang. To report back to the elders, I have indeed grown top-grade Qinglu rice."

Guangzhi immediately stepped forward and said loudly, "Reporting to the palace master and elders, Mo Wuji ignored the rules of Xiao Lingxiao Village and did not pay the sect's rice grain. He cooked and ate high-grade green dew rice privately, and also sold high-grade green dew rice privately. . Not only that, he also harvested all the top-grade Qinglu rice in a field in advance, causing heavy losses to the sect.

If everyone in my Little Lingxiao Village is like this person, then how can my Little Lingxiao Village produce more Green Dew Rice for the sect? He also asked the hall master, elders and deacons to make the decision for Xiao Lingxiao Village. "

"Mo Wuji, have you been wronged by what Guangzhi said just now?" Huo Sheng's tone was a little cold. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Wuji had planted high-quality green dew rice, which was of great significance to the entire sect, he would have directly planted it. Mo Wuji was taken away and interrogated forcefully. How could anyone ask Mo Wuji so politely?

Mo Wuji calmly clasped his fists and said, "Return to the deacon, what Guangzhi said just now is indeed true. I asked Guangzhi before I came here to plant Qinglu rice. Guangzhi told me that as long as I turn in twenty kilograms of low-grade Qinglu rice every year, The rice is given to the sect, and whatever Qinglu rice I plant is mine to handle."

Guangzhi pointed at Mo Wuji and scolded sternly, "You are talking nonsense. I told you when you came here. What I told you is that your land must hand over at least forty kilograms of green dew rice every year. Hand it over." Green dew rice must be produced in this ridge."

Elder Zheng, who was silent, frowned in confusion and asked, "Guang Guang, if I read correctly, this should be a T-shaped field, right? Do you want the T-shaped field to hand over forty kilograms of green dew rice a year?"

Guangzhi obviously did not dare to be rude to Huo Sheng, so he quickly bowed and explained, "Because Mo Wuji was sent by Peak Master Mi Qianqian..."

Mo Wuji immediately noticed that after Guangzhi said that he was sent by Peak Master Mi Qianqian, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at him. They were basically full of contempt and disdain. Even Mu Shuang, who had been helping him, looked at him with a hint of regret.

Mo Wuji secretly thought, does Mi Qianqian still have any stories to tell in the Little Lingxiao Sect?

Guangzhi had obviously expected this situation. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, but he still bowed and said, "Master Mi used the Peak Master's jade token after sending Mo Wuji here, and asked me to give Mo Wuji ten kilograms of high-quality Qinglu Valley." Wuji made the seeds. He also said that Mo Wuji was a master of growing green dew rice and that ten pounds of green dew rice could grow at least fifty pounds of green dew rice. I was forced to take out ten pounds of green dew rice.

I am the steward of Xiaolingxiao Village. According to Mo Wuji's annual output of fifty kilograms of green dew rice, I asked Mo Wuji to hand over forty kilograms of green dew rice produced in this land every year. At that time, Mo Wuji also agreed. Unexpectedly, due to the sudden increase in soil fertility, a row of high-quality green dew rice was produced. As a result, everyone saw it, and Mo Wuji began to regret it, relying on his luck to plant a row of high-quality Qinglu rice, and then wantonly trampled on the rules of Xiao Lingxiao Village. "

Mo Wuji clearly felt that after Guangzhi said that he was sent by Mi Qianqian, everyone's gaze on him changed somewhat.

He didn't bother to explain, so he directly threw a crystal ball and said, "Let's see the crystal ball image for ourselves. No explanation is as straightforward as this."

(That’s it for today’s update. Good night, friends, and please vote for me!)

Chapter 963/1255
76.73%
Immortal MortalCh.963/1255 [76.73%]