Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Feng Qingran stared with apricot eyes, "Seventh Senior Brother, why is Master so addicted to alcohol?"

Mo Jinghong's eyes shone with complicated light, "He has his own reasons, you will know later."

"That's it again! Can't I know now?" Feng Qingran puffed up her cheeks, looking really cute.

"Yes, he needs wine to relieve the pain. His strength has long been able to advance to the integration stage, but due to a hundred-year agreement, he cannot advance. He has been suppressing the realm, and his Dantian will be very painful..."

A flash of understanding flashed in Feng Qingran's eyes. She asked why there was no trace of spiritual energy in Tianfeng?

It turned out that the master had excess spiritual energy.

People with excess spiritual energy will generally be in agony as long as there is a trace of spiritual energy in the place where they stay...

"Then why does the master keep running away? And who is it that insists on making a hundred-year agreement with the master?" Feng Qingran was puzzled by the agreement that he would not be promoted for a hundred years...

Mo Jinghong's eyes were complicated, "Master is looking for a secret realm."

"The person who made a hundred-year agreement with him is Taoist Priest Wuji. Taoist Priest Wuji used a secret trick to defeat the master and forced him to sign the hundred-year agreement."

When mentioning Taoist Wuji, Mo Jinghong's tone was slightly cold.

Feng Qingran narrowed her eyes slightly, Taoist Wuji?

Su Yanran's master, but she remembered Taoist Master Wuji, who was always upright and aboveboard, always humble and courteous in his dealings with others...

Taoist Wuji made a century-old pact with his master, must he have bad intentions?

"Senior Brother Seventh, what secret realm is master looking for?" Feng Qingran's eyes flashed with doubts. What secret realm can make a virtual god never forget it?

"The winner of the spirit fighting competition will enter the secret realm. Master suspects that there is something wrong with that secret realm." A trace of coldness appeared on Mo Jinghong's brows, and his clothes were windless, as if he was banished to an immortal.

"Isn't that secret realm specially designed to cultivate powerful people who can transform into gods? What problems could there be?" Feng Qingran's eyes flashed slightly, but she didn't think of anything.

In her memory, Su Yanran also entered that secret realm...

"We need to know this after we go in." Mo Jinghong said solemnly.

Ye Wentian didn't mention the spirit fighting competition before.

They were just worried that something might happen to them when they entered the secret realm.

Ye Wentian has been searching for that secret realm for these years, but he couldn't find any clues.

Feng Qingran didn't ask any more questions.

She picked up the sect leader's order and was about to put it away when Mo Jinghong suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Mo Jinghong stretched out his slender hand in front of Feng Qingran and took the sect leader's order from her hand.

"Senior Brother Seventh, do you have any questions?" Feng Qingran asked curiously. Could it be that Ye Wentian got it wrong?

"No." Mo Jinghong's phoenix eyes were like stars, extremely deep.

Mo Jinghong looked at the lost luster of Bian Hua on the boundary order, his eyes were gleaming, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and then he returned the boundary order to Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran held the boundary order in confusion and put it into the space.

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Qingyun Prefecture, prefecture city.

Feng Qingran and Ning Shiyue were responsible for shopping in front...

Mo Jinghong and Baili Wenyue were responsible for paying the spirit stones from behind.

"Qinghe Tower! Little junior sister, I heard that the things in Qinghe Tower are all genuine treasures and there will be no fake ones. Let's go shopping here!" Ning Shiyue happily took Feng Qingran and let the people in Qinghe Tower Walk.

Feng Qingran's refusal was not spoken out.

If possible, Feng Qingran would not want to enter Qinghe Tower.

She was afraid of what Ning Shiyue would think after entering...

After all, the things in Qinghe Building are all the leftovers she picked out for all the senior brothers and sisters!

Mo Jinghong's red lips were slightly hooked, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Baili Wenyue was very happy, these two ancestors were finally going to find a place to rest!

They agreed to come out to practice, but they ended up spending four or five days shopping. It wasn't that he felt sorry for the spirit stone, but shopping was simply a kind of torture.

The first floor of Qinghe Building is extremely spacious and has a dazzling array of products.

When Mo Jinghong and Baili Wenyue followed, they found that Feng Qingran and Ning Shiyue seemed to have forgotten them.

Standing next to them was a handsome young man who was introducing things to them thoughtfully.

At this time-

A girl with an exquisite figure walked towards the two of them.

The girl's appearance was perfect and she said in a soft voice: "Hello, gentlemen, welcome to Qinghe Tower. I wonder if there is anything special you want to buy?"

"No, no need, get out of the way." Baili Wenyue's fox eyes became dangerous.

This Qinghe Tower doesn't look serious at first glance. When encountering male monks, they use pretty maids to greet guests.

When he meets a female monk, he greets her with a handsome man...

Qinghe Tower has ulterior motives!

The maid left Bendou with a humble attitude and said, "Sorry for disturbing the guest's enjoyment, I will leave now, but if the guest encounters any problems in Qinghe Tower, you can call someone."

After the maid finished speaking, she withdrew without even looking at Baili Wenyue.

Baili Wenyue: Could it be that he is too worried?

He looked again and found that Mo Jinghong had already walked over to Feng Qingran.

Baili Wenyue:......

Seventh Junior Brother, you are the sixth child!

"Wow! Junior sister, this Bu Yao is so beautiful, I like it so much." Ning Shiyue held the beautiful Bu Yao in her hand and was overjoyed.

The attendant on the side introduced: "Guest, this is a sixth-grade defensive magic weapon. It can ensure that your hair will not be messed up during a fight."