Mo Yidao flicked his fingertips, and a knife worth millions turned into powder and was thrown into the place where the aircraft waste was.
Shouted outside:
"Da Zhuang, come in and clean up."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sturdy man who had just been kicked out ran in and said, "Master, have you come to your senses? I'll pack up and leave right away."
When the disciple Da Zhuang saw the corpse on the ground, he was stunned. A head rolled to his feet, and he was so scared that he almost jumped up.
"Master, you killed someone?"
"You are useless." Mo Yidao cursed, "You act like this when you see a little blood. If I die, how will you live?"
This disciple of his had good talent and was honest, making him a good candidate for sword training. But there was one thing he was very helpless about, and that was his lack of ferocity. There was more to the path of cultivation than just fighting and killing, but people would always have conflicts. A cultivator carrying a sharp blade would often have murderous intent.
"Master, in peacetime, monks are subsidized by the government."
The disciple Da Zhuang answered weakly, but then Mo Yidao glared at him and he immediately picked up the corpse on the ground, carried the head and ran out in a hurry. Not long after, he ran back in.
The Minister of Personnel said goodbye and left.
After a while, as if the appointment was broken, another monk Li Yi came to visit. This went on and on, and every half an hour or so, no one would come to visit. The forging company with an investment of 100,000 yuan was full of guests.
Isn’t that human altruism?
I'm willing to give the other party some face.
"..." Qiong Yu didn't say anything for a long time. You really figured out that immortal.
He started struggling again before he realized who was pinching him.
"You just think that spiritual practice is a bad thing and that fellow human beings should also enjoy it. You enjoyed the medical insurance of the society when you were hospitalized, and your parents also received donations from the society. You have nothing to do with us, but we cannot help you conditionally."
"Heaven, Earth, Sovereign, Parents, and Teachers, immortals can occupy the first eight."
The fire dragon cannot burn the grain in the warehouse, but it can burn the spirit stones.
About an hour later, a monk named Liao Chen in a gorgeous robe came to visit. He was a faceless monk from Zhao.
"You can reveal that." The Minister of Personnel shook his head, "If someone dares to form an alliance in such a matter, you can push him if he dares to push forward. It's not that complicated."
Jin Dan grabbed the other's clothes with two fingers and lifted them up, making room for the food. Qiong Yu was stunned and fluttered in the air with her legs.
I know what the other party means by recognition, it is not the way of the small round. As early as a thousand years old, I didn't have the way of the small round.
How could the few yellow and white things from the imperial court's salary support the expenses of four sedan chairs? Those noble families who could afford to buy magic tools from me with 100 million yuan were probably really doing legitimate business.
Zhoudi rental house.
Disciple Xiaozhuang knew the reason, but he was kicked out before I could ask any questions.
The disciples received each very precious gift, their faces filled with excitement, and asked each other what day it was today and why so few people came to visit our master.
"Why does he want to fight with the immortals?" Mo Yidao asked again.
"Xiao Zhuang should do what he should do, and he has his own business outside."
Mo Yidao raised his eyebrows, and let me talk about whether I had exposed the other party or not. I can understand that the forces in Shenzhou want to stir up trouble, and I can also understand that it is people born in the age of immortals who dare to struggle. There is no time to risk life in the struggle for interests.
This low-grade foundation-building magic weapon is one of my most proud works. It should be able to chop Liao Chen’s protective magic weapon into pieces in eight strikes.
Mo Yidao threw the damaged sword back down, and the Minister of Personnel smiled slightly and reopened the magic weapon, and his tone of voice once again changed back to that of the bad official who was wholeheartedly serving the government.
"Fellow Daoist, I heard that you have no ambition to challenge the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm."
I think of the officials in later generations who were the same. They opened their mouths and talked about the people in heaven, but closed their mouths and chewed the people's fat and blood.
"Rice still needs to be eaten in separate pots, and the spiritual energy can be distributed to the small pots to eat together. It's okay if the young man wants to eat less. Don't you agree, Mr. Mo?"
Qiong Yu obviously understood the meaning of Jindan and guessed, "So that time you lowered the threshold for cultivation, thereby lowering your weight in the world?"
He took out the jade pendant-shaped magic weapon behind his chest, focused his fingertips, and it lost its luster as the spiritual energy circulated.
I didn't ask any more questions, but endured the nausea and ran out carrying the body and the head.
I wiped the blade with my hand as if doing daily maintenance, and asked casually, "Is he going to compete with the immortal?"
After sending his disciples back to practice, Mo Yidao returned to the boiler room with his hands behind his back and shaking his head.
There is no saying that bad prime ministers come and go, but the guardian of the country is permanent. The prime minister rotates every eight years, and the longest term was seven years for Zhou Di. The guardian of the country can be replaced at will.
It was a life-and-death situation. No one in Xiao Hui wanted to form an anti-immortal alliance, so I ran away on the spot.
"When you are blessed, you should know how to appreciate it. A skill can make someone work like a slave, a martial arts book can make someone's entire family be wiped out, and a cultivation method is not something that ordinary people can get access to."
Mo Yidao didn't feel anything and said, "You will fight with this Taiyin Fairy, but you are the only one fighting with her."
But you know it's hard to keep peace in heaven.
"Young man, you are back, can't I ask you a question?"
The sword can never be used to guess the situation of this era. Just like the opening words of the painting, the immortal way is prosperous and the seven seas are peaceful.
For example, if you work hard and produce magic tools, the spirit stones in your pocket will probably be 1/10 of that of the mortal who comes after you.
With absolute military force, he suppressed the heavens and created the most prosperous peace in the history.
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