Chapter 987

It is said that an immortal can break a lower heaven, but he can't even break the barrier of the middle heaven.

It's no wonder that the invasion of foreign demons broke more than 20 lower heaven, but there were still 13 left, and one of the three Heaven was not broken! This is equivalent to the difference between a supercontinent and an island. There is no comparability at all.

Next, although Xiao Long had many questions in his heart, he didn't ask much.

I was speechless all night.

When the guards fell asleep late at night, the young man in blue ink peak suddenly came to the tent and said to Xiao Long across the tent.

"Boy, can you hear me?" Mo Feng said coldly.

"What's the matter?" Xiao Long said suspiciously to the outside.

"Boy, don't think I don't know what you're up to. Don't you just pretend to be pathetic and want to climb up to my Mohist school? I advise you to be honest and take the initiative to get rid of me when you get to Tianhuang City, especially don't get close to Mo Xiaoqing, okay?" Mo Feng said coldly.

After hearing this, Xiao Long was completely confused.

What do you mean he wants to climb Mohist school? He has no idea what Mohism is!

"Remember it for me, or I'll kill you!" Mo Feng hurried away after seeing that Xiao Long didn't reply and left a cruel word.

Xiao Long just shook his head silently.

It's inexplicable!

Mo Feng is so broad-minded that it is difficult to become a big weapon!

Early the next morning, many guards woke up and raised their sedan chairs to continue on their way.

As for the threat of Mo Feng last night, Xiao long ignored it. What should we do or what? Xiao Long also took the initiative to say hello to Mo Xiaoqing.

Mo Xiaoqing also gave a cordial return.

When Mo Feng bumped into him, he immediately looked gloomy and gave Xiao Long a warning look. Xiao Long didn't even look at him and ignored him directly.

"Damn bastard, wait for me!" Mo Feng's face was gloomy.

The crowd continued on their way and soon got out of the forest.

On the way, there was an occasional fierce animal attack, which was also beaten down by the people and made into a delicious barbecue in the evening.

During this period, Han pangzi and Mo Xiaoqing occasionally came to chat with Xiao Long. Xiao Long also talked to them as if he didn't have anything. He was happy to inquire about the situation in the Kunlun world.

Through chatting, we know that they can also fly, but it takes a lot of trouble to fly and consumes fairy crystal, which is a waste in the barren area of lack of resources.

The most important thing here is time. Even if you walk for a few days and nights, you won't feel bored. After all, both martial friars and immortals have the same life span.

Three days later, after so many days of inquiry, he didn't know the specific situation of the Kunlun world.

Because what other places look like, even Mo Xiaoqing and others don't know.

But I know about this wasteland.

According to the news Xiao Long got, in the barren area, resources are very scarce. The value of two Wang Jing can buy the life of a friar in the early days of immortality! It's more exaggerated than the original underground ice sheet!

The total property of their Mohist school is only a thousand Wang Jing. I'm afraid the idle money in hand is less than 100 Wang Jing.

Xiao Long couldn't help laughing. There were still 200000 Wang Jing in his body, plus a Zunjing stone. If they knew it, they would be scared to death.

Unknowingly, they came to a narrow canyon.

Over the past few days, Xiao Long's recovery has made rapid progress. Eating some local game every day has restored about three thousandths of his blood essence.

Now, there is finally a wisp of magic gas, but it is very thin and not enough to refine a king crystal.

Xiao Long then ate some immortal crystal stone, starting with the refining of immortal spirit Qi, so that more and more magic Qi could be born in his body.

When I came to the front of the canyon, suddenly, the carriage stopped, and the eyes of many guards became very dignified.

"Be careful, everyone. In front is the activity place of Langya stronghold. Put away your weapons and prepare for the past!" Mo Feng shouted.

"Yes!"

Many guards put away their weapons.

Xiao Long was surprised and asked, "what's the situation?"

"Brother Xiao, there is a bandit's nest in front. He often collects tolls there. In the past, he couldn't bring weapons and had to pay money, or he would kill his head!" Han pangzi shrunk his neck and said in a frightened voice.

Xiao Long nodded thoughtfully.

"Brother Xiao, don't be afraid. Our Mohist family is also a famous family in the wasteland city. We have dealt with Langya stronghold several times, but there is no problem. Just pay the money!" Mo Xiaoqing at the door of the sedan chair turned back and smiled.

"Ha ha! I'm relieved!" Xiao Long laughed.

The carriage slowly passed and reached the middle of the canyon.

At this time, dark people and horses appeared at the top of the canyon. A young man in red robes stood on the cliff.

"Stop!" shouted the man in red.

The carriage stopped immediately, and the many guards around also held their breath and looked at the top of the cliff.

"Ha ha! This must be the young master of Langya stronghold, Duan Sirius!"

Mo Feng stepped forward and smiled.

Duan Sirius was condescending, stood on the head of a huge stone, looked down at the people, glanced at Mo Xiaoqing's body, and then said with a smile: "who should I be? It turned out to be Mohism, my own people! Ha ha!"

Hearing such polite words, the guards of the Mohist school were also secretly relieved.

Mo Xiaoqing smiled at Xiao Long in the sedan chair and said, "brother Xiao Long, I'll say it. It's absolutely all right!"

Xiao Long nodded, but his eyes were wary.

His divine consciousness covers a wide range and can completely cover the whole Canyon, including the mountain range.

Before he came, he locked the people on the canyon mountain and heard their conversation.

It's not that simple! These people want to deal with Mohism!

Of course, Xiao Long won't reveal it immediately. He can only look at it step by step. Anyway, with him, the Mohist school can rest easy.

"Ha ha! Since it's my own, isn't it..."

Mo Feng smiled and his voice lengthened.

Duan Sirius looked down at him and said with a smile, "of course, since it's his own person, hand over 20 million best fairy crystal stones!"

Once this was said, the audience was quiet.

Mo Feng's smile solidified.

"What?"

Everyone in the Mohist school was stunned, 20 million. Is there a mistake?

This is the harvest of Mohism for ten years. You have to hand it over once?

"Oh? Aren't you satisfied? It's OK to change to Wang Jing. Take 20 Wang Jing! I'll let you go!"

Duan Sirius said with a smile. His expression was kind, but his tone was beyond doubt.

Mo Feng's cold sweat came out, but he still smiled and said: "brother Duan, in the past, there were two Wang crystals or two million immortal crystals passing by. Now how can it suddenly turn ten times, which is..."

"Shut up! Brother Duan? Who the fuck calls you brother? In terms of seniority, you should call me Grandpa Duan!"

Duan Sirius immediately drank violently and rolled down with momentum.