All the way calm, Mu Qianxi, they successfully arrived at the prison emperor.

Mu Qianxi said: "my lord won't treat you. Believe us, the little Lord will recover in half a month. If you don't believe me, now master Wanjing can take people back. "

She is not familiar with the master of Wanjing and agrees to treat it for the sake of Shenjing.

There is no plan to let other people into the clan and lead wolves into the house.

Wanjing city main way: "this city Lord naturally rest assured."

Without the mysterious pharmacist, his son would have died long ago. They had no reason to harm him.

Besides, the emperor of prison did not dare to harm him, unless they wanted the whole emperor of prison to be razed to the ground by him.

Wanbaolou is no longer entertained, but elder Gongsun asked to sit in the clan.

Mu Qianxi said, "good!"

The friendship with elder Gongsun is different from other people. Just go in!

This makes the master of Wanjing and the people of wanbaolou jealous. Who let them make friends first!

Elder Gongsun talks with Mu Qianxi about the next trade of pills. The pills can also be sold.

As soon as the potion came out, elder Gongsun felt that no other drugstore could match their shadow Pavilion.

As for wanjingcheng's little city master, wanchangli naturally lost to Yaofeng and gave it to yueshengliang to help him with the follow-up recovery.

Broken meridians have been completely restored, but the body is a little empty, there is no need for her ghost doctor to do it by herself.

Wan Changli thought that he could see the saint pharmacist when he arrived at the prison emperor, but he didn't expect that only a small pharmacist would take care of him.

Of course, although they are young, they have great talent in refining medicine.

Yueshengliang said, "now you can try to practice, so you can recover faster."

"Good!" Wan Changli road.

As soon as he practiced, yueshengliang was ready to save people.

His peak is not suitable for the cultivation of most people in the bright area.

At the beginning of cultivation, the carp felt very comfortable in all its limbs, without vomiting blood or suffering.

The moon is born cool slightly a Leng, see his vision friendly a few minutes.

Wan Changli was also surprised, "is yuhuangzong really an eighth class sect? The aura of this medicine peak is too strong. The cultivation speed is so fast! In the past, even if my father used Shenjing to assist me in my cultivation, I didn't strive for success and made slow progress. I didn't expect... "

It's amazing. It's a precious place for him to practice.

There is a talented pharmacist to take care of, and there is such a perfect cultivation treasure.

Five days later, Wan Changli has been alive and well, and his accomplishments have improved a lot.

The master of Wanjing was overjoyed at the news, and Shenjing was sent to the throne.

It is said that Mu Qianxi is interested in judging the crime and gives him a place.

Mu Qianxi looks at Shenjing with great spiritual power in his palm, and his face shows a gorgeous smile.

"Shenjing is really a good thing. You can improve the array to make the spirit power of the emperor of prison more powerful."

Half a month later, Mu Qianxi with Yan Ling to set out to judge the crime.

And Wanjing City Master also came to pick up his son. As a result, his son said, "father, I want to join yuhuangzong and become a disciple of yuhuangzong."

"What?" Master Wan Jing thinks he heard wrong.

Isn't it good to be a young city master and enjoy the glory and wealth? I want to be a disciple in the ordinary eighth class sect.

Wan Changli said, "father, you have heard me right. The emperor's sect is especially suitable for my cultivation, and I like the atmosphere here."

There is no intrigue, no clear sword, no hidden arrow to harm people deliberately. They all have one purpose to become stronger.

His son's accomplishments and progress are indeed beyond the imagination of master Wan Jing.

He said, "since you like it, stay! If the patriarch doesn't accept you, I'll send her Ling Jing and Shen Jing. She will like it for sure. "

Wan Changli said, "father, the patriarch has agreed."

A person who can practice in Yaofeng and will not bite back means that he is not a criminal.

As long as the other party is willing, Mu Qianxi naturally accepts it happily.

Wanjing city master took a token to Mu Qianxi and said, "if Gongsun Laoer and Wancheng master regret that they didn't give muzong master the quota, send me the news and I'll give you two more."

In the future, when his son wants to practice in the prison emperor's clan, he certainly can't be too mean to other people's clan leader.

Guicheng is located in the south of Guangming area. It is a long distance from the emperor of prison. It needs to use transmission array.

Wanlouzhu said to wanbaolou to find them, Gongsun elder is on that side.

I haven't reached my destination yet, but I was accosted by a group of people.

"Is the little girl a disciple of the eighth class sect?"

"So what?" Mu Qianxi's indifferent way.

"We are disciples from the seventh class sect. Give me the token that you have in your hand. How about 100000 Lingjing?"

Mu Qianxi said with a sneer, "do you think I lack such a little Lingjing?""I look up to you when shopping with a disciple of the eighth class sect. Since you don't cooperate, then..."

He immediately started, a black figure flashed.

"Bang!" Yan Luo's simple fist blew people out in an instant.

On the level, he was not much lower than Yan Luo, but he was still killed.

Some of his companions were angry, "dare to beat others, we are also a disciple of the eighth class sect. Can you afford to offend us?"

With a flash of cold light, he drew out his weapon and burst out his killing intention.

At this time, a figure came and said, "master mu, are you here?"

"Which clan are you from? I dare to offend our distinguished guests in Wanbao building. " Then he glared at these guys.

These people were shocked, "wanbaolou? Didn't she say she was from the eighth class sect? "

"Master mu, you are here at last." There's someone on the other side of shadow Pavilion.

"He He's like the Weiqu of shadow Pavilion. "

Only a disciple of the eighth class sect knew the gifted disciple of the eighth class sect, and they were so polite to her. It was killing them.

Mu Qianxi realized that the quota of the seventh class sect was limited. Some ordinary disciples who could not get the quota had the idea of robbing the eighth class sect token, and the success rate was very high.

It's just this time, they hit the iron plate.

Wei Qu said, "master mu, do you want to take care of these people?"

"Forget it! Let them go Mu Qianxi light way.

When we get to wanbaolou, we have two tokens.

Elder Gongsun told Mu Qianxi that he had finished the crime. Every time he opened it, he could only enter under the empty God.

"Although master Mu has great talent, it's very dangerous to get in. This is a token. After you go in, immediately find the disciples of our two forces nearby and act together, so that you can take care of them. "

In fact, they want to say that there is no spirit level dare to go in to judge sin, the lowest is the half god five heavy heaven above. However, Lord Mu is not a reckless person. If she dares to go, it must be the holy pharmacist who has prepared a card to protect her life.

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