"My eyes...Axi!" Mo Sheng opened his eyes and his face looked surprised. His mouth opened so that he could stuff Xiao Ling'er's big fox ears into it, surrounding him with an incredible look, as if he had seen a ghost.

"What have you been born?" Xiao Ling'er saw it and immediately came over worriedly, staring at Mo Sheng's eyes and looked at him. But for some reason, even when Xiao Ling'er and Mo Sheng looked at each other, they felt a little trembling, and his gaze seemed to be unable to contact.

"It's okay, I'm happy. This is the Eye of the Sword. My vision is like a sword edge. It captures all the subtleties, deals with moves, and sees through the magic circle." Mo Sheng thought incredibly, which was another conversation with the Saint of the Sky in his dream.

Not long ago, when Mo Sheng was unconscious on the ground, the voice of the Saint of the Sky appeared in his mind.

"I didn't expect that you would come into contact with the Sorrow of the Sky so quickly. Maybe it's not that you have a unique talent, but that the Sorrow is already very close."

Mo Sheng put away his sword-like gaze, and now he seemed to have become the innocent and harmless young man before. He looked at Xiao Ling'er, rubbed for a moment, and asked with shame: "My Little Ling'er, didn't you hold you?"

"Oh, it hurts but it doesn't hurt. I just almost killed you." Xiao Ling'er pretended to be angry. Now their clothes have been tidied up by the former with spiritual power. Without blood, they have become more handsome again and said: "It's the last day of selection."

Mo Sheng nodded, laughed and said, "Hehehe, it's fine. I don't know why my eyes suck your spiritual power. I have no choice."

"Hmph, you are really heartless. You don't even say a word about 'go away'. What if I was really killed by you?" Xiao Ling'er continued to pretend to be angry, which was actually a joke.

"Well, we don't have a lot of spiritual jade, and in that situation, if you really... I will follow you, don't worry." Mo Sheng said ashamed.

"Okay, it's not your fault, it's just that there's another problem." Xiao Ling'er touched Mo Sheng's head, and now he didn't refuse. After all, if it weren't for Xiao Ling'er this time, Mo Sheng might have died a hundred times.

"What's the problem?" Mo Sheng asked, carrying the ink hoop backpack he had taken off before, ready to leave here.

"Just when you were absorbing spiritual power from the air on a large scale, I found that there was a wind that absorbed spiritual power in another direction, and it was not artificial." Xiao Ling'er said, feeling a little muttering to herself, as if she had fallen into deep thought.

Mo Sheng nodded and asked again: "Where are we now?"

"I was too worried about taking you away before, so I found a direction to fly away without looking at it. So now it is the area inside Qingyue Peak, where spirit beasts appear in the Spirit-Slaying Realm." Xiao Ling'er smiled, and she didn't know why she was so worried when she saw Mo Sheng being injured.

"Well." Mo Sheng also slightly turned the Eye of the Sword. Now Mo Sheng has a very powerful eye feeling. He can see through other people's moves, gaps in formations, and even fluctuations in spiritual power. It can be said to be a sword-like look.

Although it is not as powerful as Xiao Ling'er's Snow Trace Nine-Tail's Five Consciousnesses, it can also greatly increase his strength.

"Let's go." Mo Sheng looked at the sky. It was probably the time for someone to brush his teeth and wash his face, and it was still very early.

Seven days, no more than one minute, no more than one minute. The first day came in at the fifth update, so it was the end at the fifth update of the eighth day. So Mo Sheng still has about eleven hours, so there is no need to worry too much.

"Little Holy Son, promise me not to be too confident in the future." Xiao Ling'er also followed. They did not fly together, but walked step by step within the mountain road, which was a little fresh and ambiguous.

"Oh." Mo Sheng nodded obediently. If he hadn't told Xiao Ling'er not to take action before, how could the latter have watched Mo Sheng come in chaos? Fortunately, this time there was no danger, it was a transformation of his own bloodline, not a real danger.

A few minutes after they left, a furry white puppy opened his eyes in a daze and complained: "Woooo~, is my presence really so low..."

They continued to walk in a certain direction of Qingyue Peak, and they were not the center of the depth, but a special direction, so it should not be the reason for Qingyue Peak.

"By the way, have you seen it? We encountered too few spirit beasts this time?" Xiao Ling'er asked again, and the morning breeze made her white skirt sway slightly.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Mo Sheng asked, and also felt strange. Because of the rumors outside, it was said that many spirit beasts on Qingyue Peak, but except for some garbage characters at the bottom, the others seemed to disappear without a trace.

Xiao Ling'er smiled slightly, and her agile eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light, and she said, "The answer will be obtained soon. The Jiuwei of Xuezhi is very sensitive to the surrounding aura, and there are large areas of spiritual beasts in front of her."

"You mean, they all came here?" Mo Sheng understood what Xiao Ling'er meant and said with some concern: "Then you have to protect me and not be taken away by animals."

"Don't worry, I can't play the sixth double flight. Aren't you your favorite?" Xiao Ling'er smiled softly, and with a smile on her face, Mo Shengdu was a little intoxicated.

Xiao Ling'er angrily glanced at Mo Sheng and said, "Why are you looking at me and giggling?"

"You look so good when you become a human, but I still like your sharp ears." Mo Sheng touched his head and smiled.

Xiao Ling'er also grinned now and said, "Then I will not change back, what can you do?"

"I'm crying~." Mo Sheng joked, his eyes shifted to the distance, and he could see countless spirit beasts in a valley far away. Their hands were kneeling and worshipping, but they didn't know who they were worshiping.

"Then you cry, I'll leave." Xiao Ling'er said, pretending to be leaving.

"Don't, let's go over there and have a look. They seem to be worshiping gods. If it's the God of Wealth, we will worship, or we will smash it?" Mo Sheng said. He knew that Xiao Ling'er was joking, and at the same time he took steps and ran over.

Mo Sheng seemed to feel that he had been seen. Because Mo Sheng did not turn the sword Eye and saw those spirit beasts, there were naturally strong people among them, but the spirit beasts did not care about Mo Sheng, so he got up boldly and rushed over.

"Forget it, I'd better take a look. To prevent you from being taken away, my spiritual power will be reimbursed in vain." Xiao Ling'er chuckled again, followed Mo Sheng's footsteps, climbed a hill, and then came back to see the valley full of spiritual beasts.

It's a valley...well, that's nonsense.

It was a large valley with a very huge tree in the middle. It had been through vicissitudes but was still full of vitality. The dense and huge leaves had to cover a field, and the thick trunks seemed to be unable to circle three pythons.

On the big tree, there was a flower, like a lily and a rose. How could Mo Sheng tell what kind of variety it was?

"That seems... a black lily!" Xiao Ling'er showed a shocked expression on her face and said again: "That is a seventh-grade spiritual medicine, and its effect should be seven or eight hundred times the effect of the fifth-grade spiritual medicine you ate before. I didn't expect that such a rare thing would have grown into Qingyue Peak."

"Really, even the Holy Cloud may not leave this thing alone, right?" Mo Sheng asked. If it was an ordinary high-level physical technique, a seventh-grade spiritual medicine could directly reach the eighth and nineth level of body refining from a mortal, but for Mo Sheng, at most it would be to complete the fifth and sixth breakthrough.

If there are two different levels, it is equivalent to the existence of seven or eight hundred fifth-grade radishes. No matter what, you can enter the body refining seven times.

"The difference between the first grade to the fifth grade spiritual medicine is only one hundred, but at the beginning of the sixth grade, the difference between one class is several hundred, and it is not a wonderful thing to have seven or eight hundred." Xiao Ling'er said, afraid that Mo Sheng would not understand.

"No matter what, I have to take my hand before I talk about it." Mo Sheng laughed. As for why Sheng Yun didn't care, they didn't care too much.

And they didn't really think about it. Perhaps it was because Shengyun didn't need to mobilize a large number of troops, and the mature time during the selection period, the rules for decades would not be broken, and there were so many spirit beasts that people within the selection could not be obtained.

In fact, they really guessed it right, but they didn't care at all. Even if they didn't take it away, they would have to let it fall into the hands of the people of their own sects, and they would not let the spirit beasts get it.

"Who!" A voice came out. When I looked again, the voice actually came from a bat hanging upside down on a big tree. Now I opened my bloody eyes and stared at Mo Sheng and the others.

"That... do you have soy sauce?" Mo Sheng replied subconsciously. The spirit beast that can speak must be from the Spirit-Snatching Realm and can't afford to offend it. I don't know how powerful Xiao Ling'er is compared with him, so it's best to drag it first.

"No... are you a human?" the bat continued to ask, his bloody eyes showing a puzzled look, as if he had some interest.

Mo Sheng couldn't help but say contempt: "Do you think I look like a spirit beast like this?"

"Hahaha! Very good. This tree was imprisoned by the Holy Cloud's lowly species. Only humans can take out the black lily inside. Come and take it out quickly. We two are half apart." The bat with black body and blood-colored eyes laughed and said.

"Well..." Mo Sheng glanced at Xiao Ling'er, and the latter did not speak, but looked at the about seventeen spiritual beasts of the spiritual realm around the big tree, with his eyebrows slightly frowned.

The bat seemed to see through their thoughts and said, "Don't worry, you can help me take it out. After we split it in half, we will guarantee you to take you away safely. My voice bat has never said lies."

"Songbat..." Mo Sheng said ashamed. This cooperation is OK. At least it is not easy to frame himself.

"Let's go." A spirit beast in the spirit-snatching realm stood up, his face full of murderous intent.
Chapter completed!