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Chapter 422 The Stand-in is Crazy (12)

"Hahaha... ..."

Bu Fan couldn't stop laughing once he started. Mo Ci supported him helplessly and said.

"Take it easy, he's a disciple of Immortal Venerable Qing Ling of the Yu Xiao Sect."

These words touched Bu Fan, and he stopped laughing instantly.

He opened his folding fan to block the two of them, tilted his head and spoke in a low voice.

"Shh! Don't mention the Yuxiao Sect's affairs. I'll talk to you about it after the competition is over."

Mo Ci: "...Oh."

On the other side, Sikong Jie really wanted to kill Mo Ci to vent his hatred, but now he...

Sikong Jie quickly took out the healing pill and swallowed it.

But when Mo Ci beat him, he had the intention of disgusting him. How could he allow himself to be cured like this?

So after Sikong Jie took the pill, his injuries healed, but the wound on his face...

There was no change at all, his face was still bruised and swollen, and he looked unrecognizable.

Many people couldn't help but look over and laugh.

This hurt the self-esteem of Sikong Jie, who always looked down on others, and he left in anger.

Anyway, he has been eliminated, and staying here will only bring humiliation to himself.

He no longer cared about his most beloved junior brother Shen Huaitian and left angrily.

Shen Huaitian was left standing there in a daze for a long time before he shook his head and went to watch other people's competition.

Fortunately, Sikong Jie left quickly, otherwise, those monks who also had gold medals would have surrounded him and made fun of him.

Sikong Jie's departure did not cause much commotion, but only made the gold medal monks notice Mo Ci.

But this has no effect on Mo Ci.

It was also in this competition that Mo Ci finally saw Bu Fan's weapon.

He is from the Huanyin Sect, and naturally he is best at playing musical instruments, using music to hurt people.

But he had never used it before, and now...

Mo Ci also understood why he avoided talking about his musical instrument, because his instrument was called suona.

In fact, strictly speaking, the suona is more powerful and most people cannot control it.

But... it's really hard to say.

When Bu Fan won, Mo Ci looked at him and smiled as he came over.

"Finally I've seen what kind of instrument you repair."

Bu Fan: ...

He silently put away the suona, with a helpless look on his face.

"If you want to laugh, then laugh."

"Why are you laughing? This suona's attack is extremely powerful, and its penetrating power is exceptionally strong. You're so skilled, what's so funny about that?"

Mo Ci really didn't think there was anything funny. The moment he saw the suona just now, he thought of some jokes about the suona.

But soon he stopped paying attention to the jokes.

In his opinion, the question of what weapons were used and whether they were worth laughing at was itself strange.

Isn’t personal strength what is important?

If you can control these things well, it would be quite powerful.

When Bu Fan heard these words, he laughed.

"You're right, I'm awesome!"

He was a little discouraged just now, but immediately became full of fighting spirit. His temperament really changes faster than turning the pages of a book.

However, speaking of musical instruments, Mo Ci thought of the thing he had obtained called the Jiuqingyouhuangdi.

He opened his palms, thinking, and soon, the flute appeared in his palms.

"I also happened to get a musical instrument. What do you think of it?"

Bu Fan lowered his eyes to look over, but when he saw the Nine Clear Bamboo Flute in Mo Ci's hand, his eyes widened instantly and a few words came out of his mouth.

"Nine Pure Bamboo Flute?!"

Mo Ci tilted his head and looked over. "Do you recognize this instrument?"

When Mo Ci saw this thing for the first time, these words flashed through his mind.

He couldn't be sure which type Bu Fan was, but judging from his appearance, his situation should be different from his own.

The next second, Bu Fan's folding fan opened and covered his palm, blocking the Jiuqingyouhuangdi, and his expression became a little more serious.

"Take this thing back first!"

The tone was quite urgent. Mo Ci nodded, and with a thought, the flute merged into the palm lines again.

"All right."

Bu Fan then took away his folding fan, let out a long breath, and continued to persuade him.

"Next time, don't show this kind of treasure to others casually, or you'll get into trouble."

Mo Ci: “Oh.”

The two were silent for a while before Bu Fan spoke again.

"There are so many people here, it's hard to explain. I'll talk to you in detail after the Hundred Cultivators Conference is over."

Mo Ci: “Oh.”

Just like that, all the talk was put aside until after the Hundred Cultivators Conference, and Mo Ci and Bu Fan continued their competition.

After round after round, the competition finally reached the top ten.

Yin Sang and another gold medal alchemist also reached the final. If it were the previous Yin Sang, he might not have won.

But during this period of time, he gained other experiences from Mo Ci, which greatly improved his alchemy skills.

As expected, Yin Sang narrowly won the title of the number one alchemist.

As for Mo Ci, after careful consideration, he won the first place in the competition.

This made the various immortal sects look at him even more eagerly.

Forget about the small immortal sects, they can't afford such a genius, but the three major immortal sects are tempted.

They are the top immortal sect, while Mo Ci is just a casual cultivator.

Even if Mo Ci was really a disciple of some immortal sect who was out for training, with their strength, they could still snatch him away.

As long as Mo Ci is willing, everything will be fine.

However, before they extend the olive branch, the top five including Mo Ci and the first among the alchemists can use the Ten Thousand Years Body Tempering Milk to temper their bodies.

Bu Fan happened to be ranked fifth this time, so the three familiar people traveled together.

The so-called ten thousand year body-tempering milk is actually just pouring a drop of thick body-tempering milk into the pool and letting six people absorb it.

Who absorbs more and who absorbs less depends on their own abilities.

As soon as Mo Ci sat down, he immediately started to practice his mental skills. He was not polite at all, so naturally, the others would not just sit there and wait.

For a while, everyone was practicing on their own.

It was unknown how long had passed before the water in the lake became crystal clear. Everyone slowly opened their eyes, ending this body tempering.

The body quenching effect...

If Mo Ci said so, it was not as good as his own spiritual spring water.

But, it's still okay.

After it was over, Mo Ci received the extra reward from the Hundred Cultivators Conference and prepared to leave the Jing'e Hall with Xuanfan and Yin Sang.

Unexpectedly, Yuxiao Sect, Yanshuang Sect, and Qingying Huaxu Palace all extended olive branches to him.

Shen Huaitian also came to invite Mo Ci with the expectations of the Yuxiao Sect.

Mo Ci looked at these people. With his current strength, he didn't need to rely on these forces at all, so he declined.

This made them unhappy, but they still left their respective tokens behind and asked him to think it over before leaving.

"You can do it! You're still unmoved by the invitations from the three major immortal sects. You're really, really determined."

Bu Fan bumped Mo Ci with his shoulder, sighed, and looked over in confusion.

"So, which immortal sect are you from? Even the three major immortal sects look down on you?"

Yin Sang stood silently aside, listening attentively with his ears perked up. Mo Ci looked at the two of them, smiled and shook his head.

"Didn't I tell you all about it? I love freedom and am a freelance cultivator."

"Yoyo~"

After the Hundred Cultivators Conference ended, Mo Qi, who was finally released by Mo Ci, lay on Mo Ci's shoulder and called out in response, which made Bu Fan glare at him.

"Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, forget it. Let's go find a quiet place and I'll go over what we said before."

The three people who should have gone their separate ways were now walking together. The two with immortal gates seemed to have no plans to go back for the time being.

At the same time, the three of them did not notice that there was a little tail following them.