World of Cultivation

Gongsun Cha went to Zuo Mo and told him everything he had learned.

The further he listened, the uglier Zuo Mo's face became.

"This Mingxiao sect is really evil! They used the entire mountain world to feed them!" Zuo Mo was angry in his heart, but he calmed down immediately: "We have to move quickly! The further we go, the longer the days get. It’s sad. When their outer hall is really stabilized and they have countless people, it will be even more difficult for us to break out."

"Yes!" Gongsun Cha nodded heavily, with a flash of anger in his eyes. What the Mingxiao Sect did was equivalent to treating the cultivators in the small mountain world as spiritual beasts in captivity. By then, they will be no different from those cultivators.

"I have a way." Zuo Mo thought for a while and said.

"What can we do?" Gongsun Cha asked quickly.

"They sell spiritual grains, we sell black refined futons!"

Gongsun Chai was a little surprised: "Isn't it a pity to sell the Black Lian Futon to them? The price of crystal stones in Xiaoshanjie will definitely skyrocket by then."

"Sell!" Zuo Mo said fiercely: "Not only sell, we also want to sell big! As long as the Black Lian Futon is sold, the rope around everyone's neck will not be so tight. If the Mingxiao Sect cannot complete the layout, then all efforts will be wasted. . The Mingxiao faction will definitely come to kill us if they know that we are ruining their business. Hey, we are waiting for work, so we will lay a trap for them! The strong dragon will not suppress the local snakes, our territory is not theirs to do whatever they want. "

Gongsun Cha's eyes suddenly lit up.

The two discussed in the room for a long time, and from time to time they could hear sinister laughter coming from them.

Lei Peng, Xie Shan and the others were somewhat surprised to find that the boss seemed to be in a pretty good mood today, and the gloom on his face was gone. Generally speaking, if the girl is in a good mood, everyone's life will be easier.

However, before they had time to be happy, they heard my mother announce that starting from today, they will practice twice as much!

For a time, mourning flooded the land!

Fortunately, cultivators who have experienced brutal battles are not averse to arduous training.

In fact, what everyone is most coveted is the sword formation. Every cultivator who comes out of it is in seclusion. So far, several people have realized the meaning of the sword through the sword formation. Such a good thing that defies heaven is naturally eye-catching. However, there were too many monks, and only one person could practice the sword formation at a time. Gongsun Cha also had a big headache, so he could only use it as part of the reward for his military exploits.

Seeing the lively camp, Gongsun Chai was filled with emotion. If he had more time, he would be able to bring out a truly elite team.

Unfortunately, what they lack most is time.

After breaking out of the small mountain world, I will find my senior brother and form a real team again.

After getting a taste of what it's like to be a warrior, asking him to do other things is really boring.

However, what happens next is really exciting!

After leaving many things to Junior Brother Gongsun, Zuo Mo also had so many things to do that it made his scalp numb. The most critical part of this plan is the black refining futons, and there are a lot of black refining futons.

It is not difficult to refine the black refining futon, but the quantity is a bit too huge. During this period of time, Zuo Mo spent all his time besides practicing just refining the black refining futon for the cultivators in the camp. But now the quantity required is much more than this, and he does not have any helpers, so he needs to complete all the refining work alone.

This is obviously unrealistic!

He decided to select some cultivators from the camp who had basic knowledge of weapon refining to start with. But what surprised him was that among the four hundred and fifty cultivators, there were actually fifty of them with the basics of weapon refining. It was only after Zuo Mo asked that he realized that most of these cultivators had no roots or sects. After condensing their pulses, life would naturally be easier, but before condensing their pulses, there was no difference between joining other low-level cultivators.

Basically, everyone has a skill, such as spiritual planting, breeding, weapon refining, etc., almost everything you need, Zuo Mo and Gongsun Chai were dumbfounded.

However, even though they had a foundation in the past, most of them had been immersed in weapon refining for longer than Zuo Mo. However, due to the lack of systematic teaching,

They only need to do some very basic tasks. After condensing the pulse, they basically never did it again.

There are two exceptions, one of which is Ji Wei and the other is Sun Bao. Before the sudden change in Xiaoshan Realm, both of them had been making a living by refining weapons. Their attainments in weapon refining were much deeper than Zuo Mo's. Finding these two people, Zuo Mo felt like he had found a treasure.

He even did not hesitate to take out the Golden Crow Fire and let the two of them ingest it.

The two of them felt as if they had been hit by crystal stones falling from the sky, and they were so happy that they almost fainted. Golden Crow Fire! This is the Golden Crow Fire! The two of them worked hard and spent countless efforts, but they still couldn't get the fire that satisfied them.

So when Zuo Mo casually handed each of them an exquisite box and told them that there was a ray of Golden Crow Fire sealed inside, they almost threw the box out with a shake of their hands.

Apart from being happy, they also felt deeply valued by their boss.

joke!

This is the Golden Crow Fire!

Fourth grade fire!

Anyone who practices weapon refining or alchemy would dream of having fire!

However, before the two of them could feel proud in their hearts, they saw Zuo Mo pick out ten cultivators with the highest level of weapon refining, and each of them was given an exquisite box!

Ji Wei and Sun Bao were completely stunned on the spot, with expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost!

Not only them, but the ten cultivators who were selected and had been looking at the two of them with envy, holding the exquisite box with dull expressions on their faces, their minds went blank, and they were completely confused.

The remaining cultivators were also collectively dumbfounded. The temperature of the room rose sharply.

"Do a good job!" Zuo Mo waved his hand very coquettishly, enjoying the attention of everyone. He felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, feeling indescribably comfortable all over his body.

There's nothing I can do about it, I just have a lot of gold and black fire!

This group of cultivators, who were originally quite dissatisfied because of their transfer, all started working crazily as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood! Their enthusiasm for work made Zuo Mo a little frightened. This way, no one would die...

Zuo Mo taught Ji Wei and Sun Bao the talisman array on the Black Lian Futon. When Zuo Mo finished teaching, the two of them were like two stones, motionless.

From then on, the two of them were truly convinced.

Zuo Mo was working intently, and when he was taking a break, he looked up and noticed a person standing at the door. Hey, he showed an unexpected expression and stopped what he was doing.

"Are you awake?" Zuo Mo asked. The other person actually stood there for who knows how long.

The female cultivator was stunned, as if she didn't hear him.

You won't be beaten stupid, right? Zuo Mo muttered in his heart.

"What's your name?" he asked tentatively.

The nun didn't respond at all.

"Did you really get beaten stupid?" Zuo Mo touched his chin and thought. He decided to try again: "Are you hungry?"

The female cultivator still had no reaction.

Looking at the scabies-covered face of the female nun, Zuo Mo suddenly felt sympathy. He remembered his zombie face before.

Zuo Mo had checked her when she was unconscious and there was no disguise on her face. The dense scabies on her face were the result of certain toxins in her body. Coupled with countless new and old wounds, Zuo Mo thought it was a miracle that she was alive.

The last trial ended in failure. Zuo Mo had a headache and had to give up: "You can do whatever you want."

He didn't think the other party could understand him, but right now, he really had a lot to do. Although the refining of the Black Lian Futon was basically left to his subordinates, he still had other tasks.

Any complete plan is composed of many conditions.

He decided to do his job, and just as he turned around to leave, he heard footsteps behind him. This female cultivator actually followed behind him without saying a word.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt that his forehead started to hurt.

"Hey, if you follow me, you won't get any crystals!"

"I don't have time to play with you, go and play by yourself."

"I really don't have any crystals to get!"

"I'm warning you, if you don't stay away, I'll be rude to you!"

Zuo Mo pretended to use the magic formula. He caught a glimpse of the female cultivator's movements from the corner of his eye, and his pupils suddenly widened. The other party also raised his right hand, but the brilliance shining on his fingertips made the surrounding air suddenly become sticky!

Oh my God!

Zuo Mo was so distraught that he quickly dispersed the spiritual power in his hand and said hurriedly: "If you have something to say, say it well... If you have something to say, say it well..."

The female cultivator still said nothing, but followed Zuo Mo. The light on her fingertips dispersed, and she lowered her arms, and the surrounding air suddenly returned to normal!

"What an amazing girl!" Pu Yao's exclamation rang in Zuo Mo's heart, but Zuo Mo sounded obviously gloating about his misfortune.

Zuo Mo was at a loss as this female cultivator couldn't communicate at all. As for taking action, Zuo Mo's heart shuddered when he thought about the terrifying brilliance just now, and his last trace of luck was shattered.

"You can follow if you want!" Zuo Mo, who was at the end of his rope, muttered like a bachelor.

"Hahahaha!" Pu Yao burst into laughter, and the female cultivator remained silent, making Zuo Mo suddenly feel that life was extremely dark.

The cultivators around him all looked at the female cultivator behind Zuo Mo in horror. The powerful strength shown by the female cultivator just now made everyone tremble with fear. Zuo Mo sensitively noticed that in addition to fear and fear, there was also a hint of disgust in the eyes of these people.

Zuo Mo suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

But he also knew that this was human nature. When he first saw the nun, he was also shocked by the dense scabies on her face.

He picked out a piece of black ore from the materials, summoned the Golden Crow Fire, and threw the ore in. The extremely hot Golden Crow Fire immediately melted the ore and turned it into a pool of red molten iron. Zuo Mo's mind moved, as if there was an invisible force pulling the molten iron, and the molten iron changed its shape little by little.

The female cultivator stared at the golden crow fire and molten iron.

After a while, Zuo Mo had a mask on his hand.

The black mask was very simple, with no pattern decoration. The strangest thing was that the proportions were a bit out of balance. The left and right half of the face were asymmetrical. Zuo Mo suddenly felt a little ashamed. Hao Ran said, "Well, it's my first time to make a mask, so I'm a master of hands! Well, Start over..."

He was about to make a new one when a strong force came from the mask in his hand, and the mask flew to the female cultivator's hand.

The nun puts on a mask.

"Well, let's make another one." Zuo Mo rubbed his hands and said embarrassedly.

The left and right faces are indeed asymmetrical... Oh my god! I actually made such a childish mistake! Seeing the weird looks from his men around him, he wanted to find a crack in the ground and chase them in.

What a shame!

The female cultivator said nothing and had no intention of taking off her mask.

Seeing this, Zuo Mo wisely gave up the plan of refining another one. He tried to do his own work, but found that the female nun didn't bother him at all and just stood there like a wooden figure.

Slowly Zuo Mo started to get used to it.

There was just one question lingering in his mind.

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