Chapter 536 Changes in the Broken Ruins

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, Murong Xiangyu was numb for a moment as if he had been hit by an acupuncture point. She wasn't ashamed. If she had been, she wouldn't have proposed to resume the relationship with Mo Wuji at this time.

As long as people with a little bit of emotional intelligence, even if they want to restore their relationship with Mo Wuji again, they will not be so eager, but will do it step by step. Murong Xiangyu did not do this. She treated her emotions like the most utilitarian common people. Once she found that her choice of direction was biased, she immediately changed the direction. If it is a business, it is indeed possible, but how can it be the same as a business when it comes to emotional matters?

Just as Mo Wuji thought, her emotional intelligence had long since been cultivated by too good skills.

When Mo Wuji turned around to attack the defense formation with others, Murong Xiangyu was still in the same place. Ever since she met Yan Ye, she never thought that one day, Yan Ye would reject her, and she refused so simply.

The joy of getting the seventh chapter of Luoshu seems to have weakened a lot in one fell swoop.

"Friend Mo Xian, how do we attack?" Seeing that Mo Wuji left Murong Xiangyu aside and came over, a Xuanxian cultivator hurriedly asked with his fists clasped.

Mo Wuji knew what these people meant. This forbidden array was actually not complicated, and everyone could open it by doing it together. The reason why it has not been opened until now is because everyone knows the basics. If someone strikes first, it will definitely arouse public outrage.

Now everyone is looking at him, one is that his identity is a bit mysterious, and the other is that he chopped off Fu Bei with a single knife just now, scaring some guys.

"Let's attack together. After breaking the restriction, we will share equally." Mo Wuji waved his hand and slashed first.

Mo Wuji took the lead in attacking, and the rest of them attacked one after another. In just a dozen or so breaths, the protective formation was blasted away.

The extremely rich fairy spirit gushed out, and even Mo Wuji took a deep breath intoxicated.

After being promoted to Xuanxian, Mo Wuji also knew very well that it would be very difficult for him to advance again in a short time. If he can practice in this Immortal Marrow Pool for a few years, maybe he still has a chance to be promoted to Dayi Immortal.

It's a pity that this fairy marrow pool is not his, but hundreds of people here.

Even though the Immortal Essence Crystal and high-grade Immortal Spirit Grass were good things, no one tried to snatch them after the guard formation was blown away.

Mo Wuji saw that everyone didn't do anything, so he simply said, "There are 320 fairy friends here, and there are at least 100,000 fairy marrow crystals. Everyone queues up to collect them. For the first time, each person will collect 300 pieces, and the excess will be divided among them." .”

Mo Wuji's method was fair and just, and no one objected to it. Although several top geniuses feel unhappy, so what? Mo Wuji was so powerful, so he didn't specialize.

More than three hundred monks quickly divided up all the immortal crystals here, and each of them got three hundred and twenty immortal crystals. Some monks with weaker cultivation bases sighed even more. It can be said that from their cultivation to the present, this distribution of things is the most relaxed and comfortable. Except this time, which time did treasures come out, and didn't you have to fight a lot to get some of them?

After the crowd finished dividing the fairy crystals, they waited for Mo Wuji to speak again. Mo Wuji did not hesitate. He had ideas about these fairy grasses. He stood up and said unceremoniously, "Everyone, there are six, seven, and eight grades of fairy grass here. The eighth grade is the least, and there are only ten." There are many plants, the most of which is level 6, and there are about a hundred plants of level 7. I have some selfishness here, if everyone disagrees, it’s fine. If you agree, I hope I can share more fairy grasses of level 7, level 8 and I don’t even want the sixth grade.”

There were too few eighth-level fairy grasses, and it would not be of much use for Mo Wuji to come. Mo Wuji had a lot of sixth-level fairy grass, enough for him to advance to the sixth-level elixir king. For Mo Wuji, what he lacked most was the seventh-level fairy grass, because only when there were more seventh-level fairy grasses would he have a chance to advance to the seventh-rank Alchemy Emperor.

Although there are so many good things in the Shattered Realm, in fact, it is not so easy to obtain fairy grass above level seven.

Although Mo Wuji was powerful and had a mysterious background, if he asked everyone to give up the seventh-level fairy grass, no one would speak.

When there are benefits, everyone thinks that Mo Wuji is not bad, especially those with low strength. Once everyone's interests are involved, it's hard to say. If there are many eighth-level fairy grasses here, it doesn't matter what Mo Wuji said. Now there are only a dozen or so plants of the eighth-level fairy grass, so it doesn't matter whether Mo Wuji wants it or not.

The point is that level seven fairy grass is much more precious than level six, and they are not of the same level at all. Sometimes hundreds of sixth-level fairy grasses may not be able to exchange for a family of seventh-level fairy grasses.

Seeing that no one spoke, Zuo Yi stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I, Zuo Yixian, can still represent Yongying Immortal Territory. I, Yongying Immortal Territory, gave up the seventh-level fairy grass and handed over all the seventh-level fairy grass to Mo Brother."

Zuo Yixian knew very well in his heart that if it wasn't for Mo Wuji, Yongying Immortal Territory would be considered good if he could get more than a dozen dollars for the Immortal Essence Crystal, let alone the seventh-level fairy grass.

Sure enough, Zuo Yi took the lead, and the monks in Yongying Immortal Territory all agreed. Some low-cultivation monks in the rest of the fairyland also began to give up the seventh-level fairy grass. After all, even if the seventh-level fairy grass had to be divided, it would not be too much for one person. After giving up, they could get Mo Wuji's favor.

Three hundred and twenty people, more than one hundred and seventy people gave up the seventh-level fairy grass. As a result, Mo Wuji obtained more than fifty seventh-level fairy grasses by himself. For Mo Wuji, these seventh-level fairy grasses were barely enough for him to advance to the seventh-rank Alchemy Emperor.

With his alchemy level, if he can find some seventh-level fairy grass in the Broken Realm, it will be enough resources for him to complete the alchemy promotion.

Satisfied, Mo Wuji put away the seventh-level fairy grass that he needed, and took the initiative to be the host to help everyone divide up the rest of the fairy grass. Then he clasped his fists and said, "Thanks to the friend who gave me the fairy grass just now, I keep it all in my heart. I opened a small shop in Jianjiao Xianxu, and in the future, people who go to my shop to buy pills will get a discount. For some pills that are in short supply, you can also come to me alone."

Hearing Mo Wuji's words, everyone stepped forward to thank him. Regardless of whether what Mo Wuji said was true or not, it was not a bad thing to use one-third of the seventh-level fairy grass to obtain this benefit. Even if it is fake, what can a third of the fairy grass sit on?

Mo Wuji said again, "It's fate to meet everyone today, so let's say goodbye and see you at Jianjiaoxianxu."

Everyone clasped their fists together, and they were about to say goodbye to each other, and when they continued to search for treasures in the broken ruins, a sharp cry came, "I didn't move...I didn't move..."

Everyone was startled by the sharp cry and turned their eyes away. A monk covered in blood and with his intestines out rushed over frantically. While running and screaming tearfully, all the monks here remained silent. The cultivator who ran over was shattered, his eyes were scattered, and he was obviously dying.

Sure enough, the cultivator fell to the ground with a 'plop' before he could get close, lifeless.

"What a thick fog..." a monk suddenly called out in shock.

Needless to say, the monk, everyone saw it, and the ruins could still be seen indistinctly, but now they were completely covered by the fog, and the two people who were farther away could not even see each other.

"My divine sense can't sweep away a hundred feet..." Another monk exclaimed in shock.

Everyone fell silent and subconsciously gathered together. Not only him, everyone's spiritual sense can't be swept away.

"Ah..." There was another scream in the distance, followed by silence again.

"Everyone, something big must have happened here, everyone, don't leave here, we gather together, the strength of the number of people is stronger..." Huan Xiuran from Yitian Island shouted loudly.

He had just finished yelling when several shrill screams came again, and this time the screams seemed to appear not far away.

All the people became nervous. Even the weakest monks who came here were the perfect Golden Immortals. There were still very few monks who had perfected the Golden Immortals. More than 70% of the monks were strong Xuanxians. When a strong Xuanxian was killed, he could only utter some screams, and he couldn't even utter a scream. It can be seen how powerful the things hidden in this sudden fog are.

"Mo Xianyou, what do you think?" Lu Jiazhi immediately looked at Mo Wuji. After Mo Wuji taught Fu Bei a lesson, he felt that his strength was worse than Mo Wuji's. He had some doubts that Mo Wuji was also a consummated Xuanxian, but it was better to hide his skills, so he was as hidden as an ordinary monk.

When Lu Jiazhi asked, everyone turned their attention to Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji looked at a dilapidated building not far ahead and said, "I have two ideas. One is that everyone flees in all directions immediately. Whoever can escape is lucky. The second way is to enter that building immediately, and then move the building away." Improve it, arrange some defensive formations, and investigate the situation first."

Having said that, in fact Mo Wuji already felt that the fog was very dangerous. Even he couldn't figure out where these dangers came from.

After hearing Mo Wuji's words, Monk Yining immediately said, "Naturally, we should go to that dilapidated hall."

While speaking, he was the first to escape. Only a fool would choose to escape at this time. You must know that the first person to escape is not among them, which means that the danger is everywhere.

Seeing Monk Yi Ning pass by, the rest of the people passed by one after another. Mo Wuji also followed the crowd to the dilapidated hall.

This time without Mo Wuji's words, everyone consciously began to repair the hall. In just half an hour, the hall was almost repaired.

Mo Wuji grabbed some formation flags and began to set up the formation. He didn't have any friends to ask for help. With his formation level, no one can help him.

Seeing that Mo Wuji was starting to set up the formation, some people took the initiative to hand over the materials for refining the formation flag to Mo Wuji. In less than half a day, Mo Wuji had completed the arrangement of the defensive array of the main hall.

At this moment, Mo Wuji realized that there were only 230 people left in the hall from the previous 300 people.