He was just a prodigal who squandered his family's wealth. Long Bao was a little jealous of the treatment Mo Yi had received recently and kept slandering him. He believed that he just came from a good family and had many treasures and resources, but he had nothing to do with it. Otherwise, how could he do it?

Now he is still at the lowest level of Huang level. When he was thirteen years old, he was already at the peak of Hong level.

But no matter how he didn't want to, he didn't dare to offend Mo Yi openly at this time. Even his grandfather had told him to make friends with this person. There was even a very ridiculous rumor that Nalan didn't know how the old sect master wanted to let Nalan.

Yan is engaged to this young boy.

Although the age of a monk has long been no obstacle, Mo Yi is not worthy of Nalan Yan. He only has some wealth.

But no matter how unhappy he was, he could only endure it. He had to keep an eye on Mo Yi, and he must not let this kid take advantage of Nalan Yan again.

Mo Yi continued to watch his scenery while the wind blew, Nalan Yan still enjoyed the happiness that she only knew, and Long Bao still struggled in front of the spectators.[

Suddenly, a voice sounded, causing the three of them to turn around at the same time.

"Miss, Senior Brother Long, Young Master Mo, the sect leader is awake." A disciple was panting and sweating profusely while running, shouting.

In the courtyard, apart from a few old men, there were no other people.

"Father, how do you feel?" Nalan Yan asked with concern

After waking up, Nalan Yuntian possesses a majestic power as deep as a mountain, a certain kind of divine light, and he is not angry but powerful.

Early in the morning, he learned from Nalan Butong how much pain and tears his daughter had gone through to treat his injuries. He gently touched Nalan Yan with his hand and said, "Don't worry, Yan'er. My father's health is completely impaired. Even

It's better than before, all thanks to Yan'er's hard work."

Nalan Yuntian's smile had a calming effect. Nalan Yan's last trace of worry disappeared. Although her eyes were a little red, she was even more happy. She looked at Mo Yi who was absent-mindedly aside. It was this young man who gave

She is a miracle.

As the head of a sect, Nalan Yuntian was so wise. Naturally, he noticed that his daughter's eyes were wandering. He smiled at Mo Yi: "I must be the eldest son of the Mo family. I can live again this time, thanks to the eldest son of Mo."

, please accept my worship."

Nalan Yan winked hurriedly, asking Mo Yi to refuse, but Mo Yi turned a blind eye and stood carelessly and accepted Nalan Yuntian's salute. Nalan Yan stomped her feet angrily.

Mo Yi didn't seem to realize that the person saluting him was the leader of the great sect. His nonchalant look made everyone secretly feel strange.

He laughed aloud to deal with Nalan Yuntian, and then changed the conversation to another living dead in the room.

Nalan Yuntian looked at the sleeping man with complicated emotions, and then asked: "This is a special friend of mine. Can his injury be saved?"

Mo Yi nodded without hesitation: "As long as the reward is sufficient, everything will not be a problem."

"Then please ask Prince Mo to take the trouble to treat me. The reward will definitely not be a problem." Nalan Yuntian said very cheerfully.

"Tian'er, is this okay?" Nalan Boutong was obviously a little confused.

"Father, no matter what the origin of this man is, he once risked his life to block a fatal blow for his son. This love must be repaid." Nalan Yuntian said firmly. Even if other elders wanted to persuade him, they had to put it down.

After all, according to what Nalan Yuntian said, this young man has great strength, mysterious origins, and a good character. It is not difficult to become friends with the Lingxiao Sect.

"This person's injury is more serious, and it will be very troublesome to treat him. There may be more noise, and a more spacious and private residence?" Mo Yi didn't know how much noise would be caused by treating this person, but it was obvious that he would be in this house again.

, but it’s appropriate.

Now that the sect leader has made a decision, other things will fall into place easily. Ten million spiritual stones, a Jiuzhi Xiancao pill, and a secret room for the elders to retreat in. It only takes a moment to prepare everything for Mo Yi.

This time, because of previous experience, there were no accidents. The treatment was successfully completed, but there were a few things that shocked Mo Yi.[

First, the power of this strange fruit, in terms of attributes alone, greatly surpasses the strange power in Nalan Yuntian's body. It can keep pace with the advanced vitality power, with a dominant will flowing through it.

At this point, the meridians were extremely damaged, making Mo Yi once again deeply understand what pain is. Thousands of knives can be cut into pieces, and a blunt knife can only crush the bones.

Even with such thick nerves, Mo Yi couldn't help but moan in pain. However, when absorbing the strange power, this young man could not say a word. No matter how his face was twisted in pain, he never heard a scream. This was the second thing.

What shocked Mo Yi was that this young man definitely had nerves like steel, and at such an age, the origin of his performance was so intriguing.

The third thing was that Mo Yi sadly discovered that he was completely bankrupt, and all the winnings and withholdings had been consumed.

Mo Yixin was still not ruthless enough, and the supernatural power was too difficult to deal with. In the end, in order to save the young man's life, he had to inject life and repair again and again.

After all the gold is gone, it will come back, and the spiritual stone will be found again. Now, the most important thing is to incorporate this strange power into the sea of ​​​​Qi in Dantian.

The strange power of this strange fruit enters the sea of ​​consciousness, appears gray, and is incorporated into the chaos of reincarnation. Just like the power of reincarnation is incorporated into the sea of ​​consciousness for the first time, the sea of ​​consciousness is churning endlessly, with the potential to turn the world upside down.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness was trembling, as if it had touched some kind of taboo, and thousands of thunder and lightning appeared, trying to extinguish Mo Yi's consciousness.

Lightning danced like silver snakes, blooming with the light of fiery trees and silver flowers, and all the thunder and lightning poured down. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was trembling and undergoing baptism.

The void of reincarnation began to float, actively welcoming the violent divine punishment, while Mo Yi's consciousness was completely ravaged. This pain was no less than the pain when the body was transformed by the combination of thunder and vitality. The unimaginable pain was overwhelming.

In all Mo Yi's thoughts, at this time, he only remembered persistence, persistence, persistence, even if there is no end, giving up would be annihilation.

Mo Yi's sea of ​​consciousness was turned upside down, and in the sky outside the secret room, several dark clouds had gathered at some point. They were as thick as thick, so dark that no light could be seen. The dark clouds were rotating, describing a huge whirlpool, as if something was brewing inside.

A black cloud, threatening to destroy the city, shrouded the entire Tianya Mountain.

Nalan Butong and many elders looked at the shocking scene with worry and shock on their faces. Is this the end of the world or a disaster? There are no such talents in Lingxiao Sect, so how could such a disaster be caused.
Chapter completed!