Chapter 118 Mo Chen Who Is Grateful 0

It's true that there is an old man in the family who has a treasure. This Mo Xianren is quite useful.

The elder brother Longyan Dayue thought of the holy pill.

"Elder Mo, your hard work is in the eyes of the Sect Master and remembered in your heart."

"This medicine pill, you can see if you can use it."

Mo Chen took the medicine pill, and when he felt it carefully, he almost jumped up.

"This, this is the Nine Orifices Reviving Soul Holy Pill!"

"It's so useful to me!"

"As long as this medicinal pill is refined, my remnant soul can be stabilized and a part of its power can be restored."

He cherished the pill, and was so happy that he was incoherent.

"This, this, I don't know where the head came from."

It was true that he had been counting on Jiang Cheng to help him find the holy elixir to restore his soul, but that was just a thought.

Pills of this level are very common in the Immortal Realm, and extremely rare in the Nether Realm.

Even a saint-level expert can't get it as soon as he gets it.

Because he regarded Jiang Cheng as a 'son of planes', he had so much expectation.

But to be honest, I didn't expect it so soon.

Even if the opportunity is deep and the luck is monstrous, why do you have to wait for several years and decades to reach the treasure of that level?

Who knows, it was brought back to him in just a few days.

Looking at it this way, even among the sons of the plane, the sect master belongs to the group with the best luck!

With such a good opportunity, Brother Cheng must of course take credit and expand the effect of pretending.

"To be honest, the process of obtaining this medicinal pill has gone through twists and turns, so I won't go into details."

"In short, for it, I went through countless hardships and almost lost my life."

"However, thinking of your predicament, Elder Mo, how could this sect head back down and give up, and in the end, he was lucky not to be humiliated..."

Although this medicine pill is only one of ten consecutive draws,

But pressing the lottery button is considered an effort, right?

Of course he thought.

"Master..."

As an immortal who has lived for tens of millions of years, Mo Chen said that he has never been so moved in his life.

This is how old-fashioned and warm-hearted, how commendable.

Which of those sons of planes is not extremely egoistic, after all, people do not destroy themselves for their own sake.

It can be said that there is no one who can do this for his subordinates.

You are really following the right person.

"Scholars die for confidants!"

"Why does this old man pay for it..."

This level of emotion made Cheng Ge blush a little, wondering if he had overblown his head.

"Elder Mo is serious."

"This is what this head should do."

At this time, the other disciples also crowded over, each with a hilarious smile.

"Master, you came back so fast this time!"

"Yes, yes, we are all ready for your long absence."

Jiang Cheng deliberately said: "What's the matter, you don't want to see me?"

"How come, we miss the Sect Master day and night."

"I don't even think about tea and rice when the head is not there..."

The second-generation elder, Gan Ziyi, followed him into the hall, and smiled: "It's just that this time is different, the Ganxing Dynasty is so far away, and it was invited by Princess Ningti, everyone thought you would stay there for a few months or even a few days. year."

Jiang Cheng looked puzzled.

"I'm just going for a spin. Why have I lived for so long? I'm not going to settle down."

Qin Chang squeezed the others away, keeping the closest distance to Brother Cheng.

"Because Princess Ningti, the royal princess of the country's beauty and beauty, it's not surprising that the head will be immersed in her gentle village."

Gan Ziyi also agreed: "Yeah, everyone even opened a bet, betting how long it will take you to come back."

Jiang Cheng stopped.

He swept a circle of people with majesty on his face.

"Bullshit!"

"This head is a person who does great things, how can he be fascinated by mere beauty?"

The elders of the second generation secretly slandered, it seems that you are the one who proposed to lower the standard and receive some beautiful women when recruiting new people before?

However, at the moment when Brother Cheng pretends to be forceful, everyone will naturally not interrupt.

Many female disciples present also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the innocence of the head is still preserved.

Yin Xue'er also reprimanded the others: "Junior Brother Gan, Junior Brother Qin, don't you still know what kind of person the head is? Don't talk about it behind your back in the future!"

The two suddenly looked constipated.

He called us for a meeting yesterday afternoon to discuss whether the head is really interested in that Ningti, isn't it you?

"Okay, okay, I'm not here this time. You all practiced hard and made great progress."

"This head is very pleased."

"As I said before, the best performers are rewarded."

As soon as the word "reward" came out, everyone craned their necks with anticipation.

Produced by the sect master, it must be a high-quality product, and it may be an eighth-level spiritual weapon.

"Tang Ru, you are the second among the three generations of disciples to enter the Soul Dividing Realm, second only to Lin Ning, you should be rewarded!"

"This Purple Sun Wild Dragon Saber is given to you, continue to work hard in the future."

After all, he wiped on the ring, and a majestic spirit knife floated out.

Although the appearance is too powerful, it does not match Tang Ru's temperament.

But what a high level.

After excitedly taking it, Tang Ru almost threw the knife out.

"Here, sect master, what level of spiritual saber is this?"

She has always had a calm temperament, and her words are a bit unfavorable.

Brother Cheng lightly raised the corner of his mouth: "It's only the ninth order."

He really has the right to say that now.

After all, several treasures have been obtained, and the spiritual tools are really unattractive.

It's worth it if you can take it out to pretend, enjoy the shocked eyes, and stimulate their motivation to practice.

"what?"

"Ninth order!"

Everyone present went crazy.

You must know that Xiang Ba, the first prince of the ninth level of destiny, also used an eighth-order spiritual weapon.

Now suddenly giving a ninth-order spiritual tool to a young disciple of the Soul Dividing Realm, this is really too extravagant.

"It's too precious, I, I..."

Tang Ru wanted to say that I didn't dare to accept it, but her hands were much more honest than Xiaozui's, so she didn't want to let go.

With this knife, she will be invincible at the stage of dividing the soul.

Which cultivator can resist the temptation of surging combat power.

Everyone else's eyes were green.

"Sect Master, Sect Master, I'm making great progress!"

"I practice for 13 hours a day, please master Mingjian..."

"Fuck you, there are only 12 hours a day, the sect master Kang Kang me!"

"Has the sect master dug up a treasure? How can any treasure be taken out casually?"

"Did you forget that the head is an immortal?"

The only calm person in the audience was Mo Chen. After all, in the Immortal Realm, he had seen a lot of holy artifacts.

Ninth-order spiritual tools are indeed rare, but who makes the head a 'son of planes'?

He only felt that no matter what Jiang Cheng took out, it would not be surprising.

"Wait, my Purple Sun Crazy Dragon Saber, why do I seem to have heard of it somewhere?" Luo Yuan suddenly frowned and thought.

Yin Xue'er also echoed: "I just wanted to say it, this name is familiar to me too..."

Shan Tai slapped his thigh: "I remembered, isn't this the side weapon of His Majesty the Emperor Ganxing?"

When he said this, everyone was impressed.

After all, they were in the mundane world before they started, and they were still very familiar with the Ganxing royal family.