The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

After Qi Mo found out where Jianzong was, he went back to the courtyard Wen Shang arranged for him.

The disciples of the Supreme Heart Sect gathered to discuss tactics for tomorrow's Immortal World Conference, and Wen Shang, an idle Yinxiu, came to find him.

He carried a jar of wine, and went up to the roof with Qi Mo, "Xuanhuayin, this is brewed by the wine master Mingyin, the taste is not bad, do you want to have a taste?"

Qi Mo poured a bowl, and there was a light floral fragrance at the entrance, and then a mellow wine smell spread, lingering, and the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth, "Not bad." He touched the wine bowl, Liu Duye should like it.

"This Immortal World Conference is really boring. Every year, the Supreme Mind Sect wins the title of the first sect." Wen Shang poured the wine jar directly into his mouth, eyes aimlessly looking at the distant sky.

Qi Mo put one hand on his lap and glanced at him, "You are also an inner disciple of the Supreme Heart Sect."

"Who said no." He took another sip of wine, "I will introduce you to a friend tomorrow."

Hearing what he said, Qi Mo saw his white hair hanging by his side, and thought about whether he should groom it or not, and that it was time to meet Liu Duye, so that he would stop worrying about himself.

Suddenly, the sky brightened.

The twelve docks are still hidden in the diffuse mist, and only the voices of people can be faintly heard. The Meridian Island in the center has gathered all the major cultivation sects for a long time. Hand in hand, go up to the high place and sit down, while the rest of the disciples are below.

It's a huge small island, but the Supreme Mind Sect is also generous. On such an island that can't be seen at a glance, there are photo stones everywhere. As long as there are people, there are spirit fruits and spirit wine.

Qi Mo was pulled over by Wen Shang early on, and the disciples of the Supreme Mind Sect had a special position, but the two went straight to the direction of the Sword Sect.

Liu Duye was dancing his sword in an open space. Mu Chanyi and other disciples stood beside him, watching his movements with envy in their eyes.

Wen Shang went over first, "Brother Mu." He greeted Mu Chanyi with a smile, and greeted the other disciples of Jianzong before pulling Qi Mo over.

"This is my friend Mo Yu." Wen Shang pointed to Mu Chanyi and said to Qi Mo, "This is the great disciple of Jianzong, Senior Brother Mu Chanyi."

"Senior Brother Mu." Qi Mo saluted as he pretended, with a cold voice, which was quite different from his previous voice.

Mu Chanyi also greeted him with a smile.

There are many people here, they just stand on the periphery, surrounded by many people, these people say everything.

A man was holding a stack of fragrant letter papers, selected a piece from it, and read aloud: "I heard that the second apprentice of Taiqing Daoist Palace Flower Yanzhi and the second elder of the Puppet Sect became Taoist couples, and it turned out that the two were discovered on the night of the bridal chamber. The elder is a puppet."

Everyone around burst into laughter, Qi Mo was speechless, but it was Mu Chanyi who said with a smile: "It was a joke back then, and it was spread for a whole month. Disciples become Taoist couples."

"Taoist, what Taoist?" Mingyuan sneaked out again, and asked Mu Chanyi in front of him.

Mu Chanyi was taken aback by him, Qi Mo stretched out his hand and pulled her back to him, seeing Mingyuan being wronged, took out a bag of maltose and gave it to her, letting her smell it.

Liu Duye had finished practicing the sword, put the sword back into its sheath and came to the side of the crowd, he vaguely heard someone talking about becoming a Taoist couple, and saw a woman here, beside her was a white-haired man, he thought it was they getting married As a Taoist couple, he said casually: "Congratulations, we have been together for a hundred years."

Then, he saw the white-haired man froze for a moment. His eyes were covered with a silver-white mask, revealing a pair of dark eyes with some consternation.

Liu Duye didn't know what he said wrong, so he glanced at Wen Shang, and saw the man bent over with a smile, and said to him word by word: "This is my friend Mo Yu, and next to him is his weapon spirit."

"Oh." Liu Duye touched his head in embarrassment, looked at Qi Mo, "Sorry."

"It's nothing." Qi Mo found that the person in front of him had a clear outline, and the original blurry lines were all stretched out, outlining a distinct shape.

Hearing these two words, Liu Duye felt a sense of familiarity in his heart. He stared at this Mo Yu again for a moment, and turned his eyes away when he didn't find anything familiar about him.

"I think you should get along well. Mo Yu is really boring, and you are very interesting." Wen Shang fanned his fan and put one hand on Liu Duye's shoulder, "Competition?"

Liu Duye saw his feet from the top of his head, and waved his hand away, "I don't want to bully the younger generation."

"You..." Wen Shang couldn't utter a word stuck in his throat for a long time, his whole body exploded, and he stood aside panting heavily.

Liu Duye passed him and said to Qi Mo, "Liu Duye."

Qi Mo looked at him with a shallow smile, "Mo Yu, this is Xiao Yuan."

Liu Duye's gaze unconsciously went to the corners of his lips. He had seen Qi Mo smile in all kinds of ways, but now this Mo Yu smiled, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was almost the same as that of Qi Mo.

"Where did You come from?" He asked tentatively.

Qi Mo thought for a while and said lightly, "Come from the Eastern Continent."

Then he saw Liu Duye's eyes brighten up, and he took a step forward excitedly, "Have you ever seen a boy about fifteen or sixteen... seventeen or eighteen years old with black hair and slightly older than me?" Shorter, with a scar on his face, but wonderful eyes."

Qi Mo pretended to think for a few seconds, but he couldn't defend himself, and the source of life around him spoke before him, "When Momo first came, it was...well." Qi Mo covered his mouth and stuffed him back. own sea of ​​consciousness.

"I don't seem to..." He looked disappointed when he saw Liu Duye, and looked down at the ornament on the hilt of his sword.

"Remember, I saw him near the karma forest."

Liu Duye raised his head abruptly, and was about to ask again, when he heard two bells from Liaoyuan, and Dan Yangzi, head of the Supreme Mind Sect, came with his young disciple Ling Qiu.

Everyone gathered towards the center, Liu Duye was rushed forward a few steps by the crowd, when he turned his head, Mo Yu had disappeared.

Liu Duye had no choice but to follow Mu Chanyi unwillingly to the competition venue.

"Today, all the sect masters came to welcome me to my Supreme Heart Sect to participate in the Immortal World Conference..."

Dan Yangzi stood on a high platform outside, condescendingly, looked down at the people of the sect below, and made a sound with spiritual power so that everyone could hear it.

At the beginning, they were all kind words, Qi Mo didn't want to hear them.He sat on the chair, put his hands together and looked at Liu Duye who was not far away and looked around.

The puppy on his sword was tied with a red string, and was constantly being played by the sword owner, dangling back and forth as if expressing dissatisfaction, Qi Mo smiled, seeing that Liu Duye was disturbed by his gaze, and wanted to When he turned his face away, he looked away.

"Junior brother." Qi Mo noticed a young man with a handsome appearance but an arrogant expression coming over, and Wen Shang greeted him lightly.

Qi Mo's eyes lingered on his face for a moment, and felt that this face seemed very familiar. He thought for a while, and then remembered that this person was the man in black who attacked him in Dianshu Pavilion, but it was very strange. Now this person The body is clean, and there is no trace of magic.

"Senior Brother Wen." Ling Qiu squinted at him, "Are we going to admit defeat again this year?"

When he said this, Wen Shang had already confirmed his purpose of coming, and his face immediately became gloomy, "What does it have to do with you?"

"It's nothing to do with me. I lose every year in the five competitions of the Supreme Heart Sect—the rhythm." Ling Qiu's tone was full of contempt, "If it weren't for the fact that the music masters in the sect were not good at learning, how could we be punished?" Silent Palace laughs."

Wen Shang looked at him, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, he gritted his teeth and turned his face away, "Get lost!"

Ling Qiu sneered, deliberately unfolded the folding fan, and swaggered past Wen Shang.

Qi Mo watched as Wen Shang threw the fan in his hand in anger, but he had no choice but to pick it up again. It happened that the head of the Supreme Mind Sect had finished speaking, and the Immortal World Conference officially began.

"I will go for you, but after I win the first place, I will enter the Supreme Mind Sect as an inner disciple." Wen Shang looked at him in shock, and agreed after a while: "Of course, if you can win the first place, Master must be willing to accept you."

After Qi Mo achieved his goal, he just watched the situation in the field.

In previous years, alchemy, talisman, formation, rhythm, and swordsmanship should all be carried out, but the gap between the rhythm of the Supreme Xinzong and the Wuyin Palace is too large, so they lose to them again and again.

With this loss, most of the joy of winning the previous three games was lost, and the swordsmanship could only barely win.So this year, the Supreme Mind Sect advances temperament and swordsmanship, and the first game is the temperament they are least good at.

Each sect has three disciples, a total of 54 people. After four rounds of selection, 27 people were selected in the first round, 20 people were selected in the second round, and ten people were selected from the winning and losing groups in the third round. , In the end, five people were selected from the [-] people.

There are not many conferences that gather so many sects in the cultivation world, so the rewards are also extremely generous, and the top names in each technique can choose a spirit treasure.

Qi Mo took a fancy to one of the silver whips.

In the morning, there was a temperament competition among several third-class sects. Qi Mo watched with relish the scene where they were motionless in the field and only attacked with music.

He has only manipulated spirit Gu with rhythm, and has never fought with anyone, so after watching about four or five games, Qi Mo has a solid understanding of this attack method.

"The temperament competition of the second-class sect is over, and a total of 18 people have been selected."

"The first-class sect temperament competition begins."

The disciple standing next to Wen Shang had a pale face, with a look of sorrow on his face, "Brother, the other brothers went down the mountain to experience the experience, the retreat, now only you and Sister Yinqu are the only ones." He said, wiping his forehead Khan said, "Brother, I...I only practice Qi...I can't."

Qi Mo's eyes swept over him, Wen Shang immediately understood, and patted his helpless junior, "Don't worry, I'll go with him." He pointed to Qi Mo.

The little disciple looked at him blankly, "Brother, who is he?"

"It's your future senior brother Mo Yu." Wen Shang's words came along with the wind, the little disciple touched his head, looked at their backs with some puzzlement and murmured: "But shouldn't he be my junior brother at the beginning?"

In the arena, 36 people stood face to face, and opposite Qi Mo was a woman.

"Supreme Mind Sect Mo Yu."

"Qiu Changyi from the Floating Light Palace."

After the two introduced each other, they went to the sub-stage next to the main stage.

Qi Mo took out his jade flute, and saw Qiushangyi on the opposite side took out a blue Xun, and the two occupied one side, and when the first sound came out, the melodious and melodious melody in the field suddenly started.

Qi Mo closed his eyes, the sound of his flute was not like that of an ordinary Yinxiu, it was filled with an awe-inspiring chill, mixed with spiritual energy, and rushed towards the person opposite him one after another.

Qiu Changyi didn't expect him to have such a strong fighting spirit, and immediately integrated his spiritual power to attack the opposite side.

If it was an ordinary person, they would not see the colliding spiritual power exploding all around, nor would they see the entanglement of music sounds. Although it sounds pleasant, it carries the meaning of solemn killing.

The sound of the flute became more and more melodious and long, with ups and downs. Qiu Changyi's expression changed, and she continued to integrate spiritual power into the music, but was hit head-on by a deep and huge spiritual power, and she took four or five steps back to stabilize. Standing in shape, a line of blood suddenly dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Certainly, I lost." Qiu Changyi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, lowered his head slightly and said to Qi Mo.

Only then did Qi Mo open his eyes, and the tails of his hair that were flying due to spiritual power also fell at this moment, as if he was exiled.

Suddenly, there was unprecedented warm cheers erupting around, and many elders couldn't help but wiped their eyes and looked into the field, "Entry, this disciple has entered!"

Dan Yangzi originally had the mentality of losing or losing towards the rhythm, but it was obvious that Qi Mo had actually entered the realm, and he immediately beamed with joy, and asked Elder Lefeng beside him: "Is this the new disciple of the sect?"

The elder thought about it for a while, but he really couldn't match the number, but this person was able to enter the country, so he simply admitted, "Yes."

Danyangzi was overjoyed, and took out a bottle of pills and handed them to him: "Give him these Qi Yu pills, and make sure he wins the first place."

The elder didn't speak, but he looked at the crowd with full confidence. Even the disciples sent by the Silent Palace couldn't enter the country like this one. This year's number one melody is probably owned by the Supreme Heart Sect .

In the second round that followed, Qi Mo won easily as well, but in the third round, he met a disciple from Wuyin Palace and used a little bit of skill.

After the competition, there were only [-] disciples left in the field, but almost everyone's eyes were on Qi Mo.

In the eyes of everyone, this masked disciple easily defeated several people and was able to enter the country, which amazed everyone except the Silent Palace.

Silent Palace was also surprised by Qi Mo's identity and talent, but this person was related to their interests, so everyone in Silent Palace felt complicated.

At the end of the first day of the competition, in the residence of the disciples of the Silent Palace, a young man lowered his head, feeling a little guilty and uneasy.

"Master, this disciple is not talented."

"It's nothing." Suiyin, the master of Wuyin Palace, patted his disciple's head, and said to the big disciple standing aside: "Sui Ya, you can use your unique skills tomorrow, if we lose to Wuyin even this time, you will lose to Wuyin." Shangxinzong, from now on they will no longer have anyone in their eyes."

"Yes, this disciple will definitely defeat Mo Yu and win the first place."

Suiyin looked at her apprentice's resolute eyes, and sighed in her heart, she also had some confidence in him, but thinking of Mo Yu, she still felt a little worried.

Although he shouldn't grow others' ambitions, Suiyin knew that to defeat Mo Yu, he had to do his best.And the biggest surprise was Mo Yu's ability to enter the country with ease.

"Congratulations to Mo Yu, a disciple of the Supreme Mind Sect, who won the first place in temperament." After the elder's words, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers in the field.

Qi Mo stood in the center of the arena, looked at the appreciative people around him, and moved his gaze to a higher place. The head of Xinzong, Dan Yangzi, also laughed arrogantly, as if he already had the title of the first sect in his hand.

Qi Mo smiled, turned his face to the side, and saw the No. [-] Silent Palace disciple looking at him, in addition to disbelief, there was also hatred for himself in his eyes.

At this time, a burning gaze was on Qi Mo, as if he was unconscious, he nodded to everyone and walked off the ring.

The person looking at him was Liu Duye.

"Mo Yu, you... how could you easily enter the country three or four times?" As soon as Qi Mo walked out of the crowd, he was stopped by the disciples of the Silent Palace who rushed over.

"Probably self-forgetfulness." After Qi Mo finished speaking, he passed them and walked towards Wen Shang, who also had an unconcealable smile on his face, beaming with joy.

"I didn't expect you, Junior Brother Mo Yu, to be so powerful."

Qi Mo didn't answer, but instead said: "I received a summons from a senior brother, and I'm going to meet him now."

"Huh?" Wen Shang said with some regret: "The head is waiting for you, why don't you go?"

Qi Mo shook his head and patted him on the shoulder, "Help me put away the disciple token."

After leaving the crowd, Qi Mo changed his clothes, took out a newly made scar and pasted it on his face, and went in the direction of Jianzong.

Now it's the swordsmanship competition, Liu Duye, Mu Chanyi and Su Rui went to the arena, all the disciples of Jianzong watched the battle on the stage holding their breath, and no one wanted to relax.

Qi Mo chose a seat at the back and sat down. Seeing Liu Duye easily defeat a man who was stronger than him, he clapped his hands along with the cheers of the crowd.

A disciple next to him laughed out loud and coughed several times, choking on his saliva. Qi Mo handed him a cup of tea.

"Thank you...Elder Qi!" His words took a sudden turn in the middle, raised high, and when he finally fell down, his tone was full of shock.

Several people around heard it and turned their heads together. When they saw Qi Mo, they were both happy and mixed with excitement.

The elders sent by Jianzong to take care of the disciples also noticed this and waved to Qi Mo.

Qi Mo received his expectant gaze as soon as he passed by, and Qi Mo sat down with some doubts, "Elder Xiaoyao."

Xiaoyao laughed loudly, "We are saved this year."

It took a while for Qi Mo to figure out what he meant by being saved, touched the teacup in his hand, looked towards the ring, and met a pair of bright eyes that were burning with fighting spirit.

Qi Mo smiled at Liu Duye, and then made a hand gesture to him. If you win, you will be rewarded.

It was difficult for Liu Duye to win. He had to compare not only with the disciples of the Supreme Mind Sect, but also with Mu Chanyi. His consumption was too high. Once he got out of the ring, he lost his strength. He struggled to get to the position of the Sword Sect before he had time. Talked and fainted.

"Brother!"

Liu Duye felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart. He opened his eyes, his eyes were foggy, but there was a cool spiritual power that attracted him, he couldn't help but rushed towards this spiritual power, and swept it all in my arms.

Liu Duye rubbed against the person in his arms, he tried to open his eyes to look, and saw a face that made his heart palpitate, Qi Mo was smiling happily at the moment, staring at him with more beautiful eyes than before, with his eyes inside. Something I've been looking forward to.

"Liu Duye, I am pleased with you."

I like you.

please you.

This sentence was like a soul nail, nailed in Liu Duye's heart and ears. He looked at Qi Mo's overly red lips, and couldn't help but lower his head.

Liu Duye only felt that he had had a long dream. In the dream, he and Qi Mo had some real relationship, until a light pierced into his eyes. When he opened his eyes, his heart seemed to be wrapped in a ball of warm water. , so that he couldn't help but smirk.

"Brother, are you awake?" A disciple came up to him.

Liu Duye sat up and found that there were only the two of them in the big room, and asked, "Where are the others?"

"The alchemy competition starts today, Elder Qi and other disciples have gone, shall we go and have a look?" The disciple looked at Liu Duye's expression, which was hard to describe.

Liu Duye followed his gaze and looked at himself up and down, a little confused, "What's wrong?"

"No...no." The disciple frantically waved his hands.

Alchemy is not like other techniques. It is very difficult for most alchemists to control the fire. Qi Mo does not have his own fire, and he is a little upset now, so he destroyed two furnaces of elixir.

Whispering outside the arena, everyone's eyes fell on Qi Mo, with a hint of contempt. They had heard that a junior in the Foundation Establishment Stage had been named an elder before, and they laughed a lot, but unexpectedly, in just two years , this person's cultivation has gone from establishing foundation to nascent infant.

Seeing his indifferent appearance when we first met, everyone's expressions were ugly. Many people have been paying attention to his every movement since he entered the ring.

Seeing that Qi Mo completed the first two rounds easily and quickly, and ranked first in points, they couldn't help wiping away their sweat and their throats tightened.

Just when they thought they had misjudged and wanted to get back on good terms with Jianzong, the people in the arena messed up and blew up the furnace twice in a row.

Many people who didn't take Qi Mo seriously before breathed a sigh of relief. They saw Qi Mo stop what he was doing and thought he was giving up on himself, so they couldn't help but talk again.

"It was rumored that he was a genius, but in the end he even blew up two furnaces."

"I'm afraid it's Jianzong's self-appointed genius."

"Hahaha, I don't have much ability. Without the help of Supreme Xinzong, Danzong can defeat him."

A cultivator's hearing is so keen, these words reached Qi Mo's ears word by word, he couldn't help but look around, only to see the smiling Liu Duye all at once.

Although I haven't seen him for two years and matured a lot, no matter how I look at it, Qi Mo can feel a little foolishness in this smile. Thinking of the sudden kiss of this person in public yesterday, Qi Mo feels a little bad.

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't want to, Qi Mo abandoned the thoughts in his mind other than alchemy, grabbed a handful of spirit grass and threw it into the alchemy furnace according to the requirements of the alchemy recipe.

After coming out of Dange's small world, Qi Mo has been studying those high-level books, which are full of experiences of senior alchemists. From them, Qi Mo summed up his own alchemy techniques, which have been tried and tested, but seem a bit rough.

"Hey, it's too wasteful of spiritual grass."

"This Qi Mo, can he make alchemy?"

The disciples of the Sword Sect were originally full of confidence, but now seeing this violent method, they were at a loss for a while. Only Liu Duye, who was on the side, focused his eyes on the ring, not disappointed at all.

"Hey, look at Senior Brother Liu." A Sword Sect disciple looked in Liu Duye's direction, lowered his voice and said to the side.

"What a fuss." The young-looking young disciple said without hesitation: "Brother Liu kissed Elder Qi in front of everyone a few days ago, and he definitely wants to become a Taoist partner with Elder Qi."

"Of course, Elder Qi will give Brother Liu all the pills he has. If he can't fight, I will definitely fight for it." Another disciple said.

"Come on, you look like a carrot, how could Elder Qi take a liking to you."

The discussion here was intense, and Qi Mo in the middle of the field looked at everyone disapprovingly, but he was very relaxed.

The seven-flavored spirit grass has already been melted into the alchemy furnace under his hand, and there is only one flavor left, and the elixir can be refined.Everyone watched him turn off the fire, and sat aside to meditate.

The other alchemists in the ring were still nervous, with sweat on their foreheads and palms, but they couldn't help but relax when they saw Qi Mo miss twice, and seeing how he handled the medicinal materials like a beginner, they had some confidence in themselves. confidence.

The elder who supervised the competition saw Qi Mo sitting idly, and there was a pile of discarded spiritual herbs in the alchemy furnace, so he couldn't help but came over and knocked on his case, reminding him: "Don't waste spiritual herbs at will, offenders will be punished." Ten thousand spirit stones."

Qi Mo looked up at him, "I didn't waste it, it's just that the medicinal liquid needs to be cooled a little bit before it can melt into the last spirit herb."

The elder looked at him again, which seemed to be understanding, but other people outside the venue couldn't hear their conversation. Seeing that Qi Mo was found by the elder supervisor, they thought he was about to be kicked out, and they were a little gloating.

But after a stick of incense, Qi Mo was still sitting firmly on the ring, but his subordinates made a move and threw the last spiritual herb into it at will.

Everyone: ... If this is also called alchemy, then maybe we can do it too.

The fire under the pill furnace was re-ignited by Qi Mo, the small red flame was burning tepidly, and the spirit grass that was put in suddenly moved, and began to emit a fragrance that was about to become a pill.

This fragrance became more and more intense, and gradually began to condense together with the continuous warming of the small fire. Qi Mo saw the timing, and his hands moved smoothly. After a while, seven round pills as big as thumbs appeared in the pill furnace.

The fragrance of the alchemy was too strong, many alchemists on the field were attracted by this fragrance, and there were two people who only cared about the smell and ruined their own batch of alchemy, but it was too late to refine it, the time had come.

The elder inspector knocked twice on the small bell to signal, and everyone stopped immediately and pushed the alchemy furnace forward.

The disciples who were in charge of collecting the alchemy hung nameplates on the alchemy furnace and presented them one by one in order.

"Guchatianhuluanzi_Yangdan Chengdan five, top grade three, middle grade two."

"Taiqing Daozong Chu Tianhe Chengdan has five pills, four of the top grade and one of the middle grade."

……

The supervisor elder was still announcing the achievements of the disciples. Some of them heard that they were better than others, and suppressed a smile to congratulate others, while some of them were not as good as others, with a depressed face.

Qi Mo looked at their various expressions and looked at them with his chin resting, not in a hurry.

The person diagonally behind him has been paying attention to his every move. Seeing his casual attitude, not only is there no trace of contempt on his face, but his expression has become more serious.

The elder was still chanting, and each sound fell heavily on the hearts of all the participating disciples like drumsticks. As they got to the back, the disciples who hadn't read their names became anxious.

The person behind Qi Mo also clenched his fingers unconsciously, his eyes fixed on the supervisor elder.

"Danzong Di Hua Chengdan has seven pills, seven top grade pills."

The man two places away from Qi Mo suddenly knocked on the case, and then burst into laughter. Qi Mo turned to look at him, and the elder's voice came again.

"Supreme Heart Zong Lanyi has seven Chengdans, three of the best grades, and four of the top grades."

From the corner of his eyes, Qi Mo noticed that the person diagonally behind gave him a proud look, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, and Qi Mo also smiled at him.

"Mingyang Sword Sect Qi Mo Chengdan has seven pills." The elder paused, and Qi Mo was stunned when he saw the man named Lan Yi's face, "Extreme grade—seven pills."

The elder's excited voice fell, and there was a sudden silence in the field, until Liu Duye yelled "Qi Mo", and cheers spread all the way from the direction of Jianzong.

The disciples of Jianzong were especially loud, as if they wanted to shout out all the depression in the past, and shouted Qi Mo's name in the direction of Supreme Xinzong.

Childish, Qi Mo thought to himself, taking the alchemy furnace and a volume of alchemy from the elder.

The supervisor elder was a little unwilling to let him go, and held him back when Qi Mo was about to step down, "Qi Mo, would you like to come to our Alchemy Association?"

Qi Mo looked at him for a moment, then shook his head.The elder felt a little regretful, but he didn't force it.

Qi Mo saw Liu Duye who was waving at him from the periphery of the crowd, picked out three pills from the pill stove, and handed the pill stove over to him habitually when he walked up to him.The other Jianzong disciples who were waiting around said unwillingly: "Elder Qi, you are too partial."

Under their teasing eyes, Qi Mo recalled Liu Duye's abrupt action before, turned his hand, and gave the pill furnace to Mu Chanyi.

There was a smile on Liu Duye's face, his hands were still in the air, a little embarrassed, Qi Mo looked into his eyes, and read a pitiful meaning from them.

Mu Chanyi had already finished distributing the elixir. At this time, all the disciples surrounded them and booed, but they didn't dare to go too far, for fear of angering Qi Mo, and there would be no elixir to buy in the future.

Liu Duye stood there for a while, and took out a box made of black wood from his arms as a disguise, on which were carved with seven or eight wintersweet clusters, so lifelike, as if he could smell the fragrance of the flowers.

"For you." After he finished speaking, his ears were dyed with some powder, and he bit the bullet and wanted to say something, when Qi Mo handed him a jade bottle.

When Liu Duye opened the cork, he smelled a scent of dan, just like the one given to Mu Chanyi and the others just now.Xiao Qian stood beside him, so sore that he almost turned into a sour thorn, "Elder Qi is so kind to you, three," he gritted his teeth, "Three!"

Liu Duye put away the jade bottle, with a smile on his face, he glanced at Qi Mo.

Qi Mo also looked at him and smiled, but he couldn't understand the complicated emotions in his eyes.

There were sighs all around, and several people stared at Mu Chanyi, taking a fancy to the pill in his hand.

"Senior brother, give me this purple and yang pill, you and Liu senior brother are brothers, he will definitely be willing to give you one."

Mu Chanyi hurriedly put it into the storage bag, but she thought in her heart that Liu Duye would not give it to him even if it was a little powder.

Liu Duye also properly put away her elixir, glanced at Qi Mo, and asked him where he was going next.

So everyone followed Qi Mo back to the residence of the disciples of the Sword Sect, but before Liu Duye could say a few words to Qi Mo, he heard that Elder Xiaoyao was looking for him, and left in a hurry.

After he left, Qi Mo also disguised himself and went to Supreme Xinzong.

As soon as he passed, Wen Shang brought him to Elder Lefeng.Because he won the first place in the melody this time, the Supreme Heart Sect gave him many rewards, including ten drops of spiritual marrow liquid, and a piece of ice crystal, which can be used to sacrifice his natal magic weapon. The natal instrument is the most convenient instrument for him to use.

Qi Mo collected these rewards, and met Danyangzi with the elder. Danyangzi praised him again and rewarded him with a flying magic weapon.

However, the head of the sect did not seem to be in a good mood. Qi Mo understood the reason after a little thought. In previous years, the Supreme Xinzong had already won two first places. This year, he also won the first place in temperament. He won three games, but Jianzong had two accidents.

A son of heaven, a man with a script in his hand.

Qi Mo walked out of the hall, heard the voice of discussion inside, lowered his eyes, unable to see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

"I'll take you around." Wen Shang suggested.

It just so happened that Qi Mo didn't really want to see Liu Duye, so he did as he wanted.

But he didn't expect that just like that, he still met Liu Duye who came out to look for someone.

"Wen Shang, have you seen the elder of our Jianzong today?"

Wen Shang shook his head, pointed to Qi Mo and said, "Junior Brother Mo Yu and I went out for a stroll, and I didn't expect to meet you here."

Qi Mo nodded to Liu Duye with a slightly indifferent attitude, and then moved a step aside.

Liu Duye couldn't find Qi Mo, and thought of his suddenly cold attitude towards him, looked at Wen Shang, and felt that this person was a seasoned veteran, so he asked directly: "Wen Shang, I have a good friend, I always dream about him recently a friend of mine."

The corner of Wen Shang's mouth twitched, so he followed his words and asked, "Huh? Then?"

"I... no, he dreamed of what they can only do as Taoist couples."

Wen Shang opened the folding fan, and the old god was analyzing: "Then you... your friend must like his friend."

"Is...really?" Qi Mo looked at Liu Duye and rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, and then saw him turn his head suddenly, so the two of them met their eyes like this.

Qi Mo looked at him silently for a while, didn't speak, just nodded and looked away.

However, Liu Duye froze in place as if someone had seen through him. He always felt that those eyes looking at him were unexpectedly familiar, and he was always curious about this person.

Wen Shang took advantage of his trance to dig a hole for him, "Then what's the name of this person you like?"

"Qi Mo." It wasn't until these two words came out that Liu Duye suddenly realized. He gritted his teeth in annoyance, and said to Wen Shang, "Don't say it."

"Oh." Wen Shang looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and suddenly let out a distorted smile, "I remember when you were 15 years old when you went to Jianzong, you said that you were going to become a Taoist partner with a fairy, but now, you fell in love with me Some people have scars on their faces."

"Young and frivolous." Liu Duye turned his face away, endured it for a moment, but still couldn't help but raise his sword to attack, Wen Shang reacted quickly to dodge, and the two of them fought together beside him.

Qi Mo was stunned in place, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. When Liu Duye lost his mind and wanted to kiss him earlier, this man's mind was clearly disturbed by the fire of karma, and his eyes were so dark that he couldn't see his appearance.

Although Qi Mo said that he had a little affection for him from the bottom of his heart, but after learning that he made such an action only because he was confused and distracted, Qi Mo suddenly lost that bit of charm, so seeing Liu Duye was also a little bit uncomfortable. Too willing to talk to him.

But now this person blatantly said that he likes him in front of him, Qi Mo stared at the two people who were still fighting with a complicated expression, and after a while, decided to go to the mountains to sober up.

"do not fight."

Wen Shang put away his folding fan, panted heavily and waved his hands, Liu Duye put his sword back into its sheath, he couldn't see any tiredness on his face, but his eyes were shining, as if he hadn't hit enough.

Liu Duye looked around and found that Mo Yu who was here had disappeared, "Mo Yu is gone."

Wen Shang immediately straightened up and looked around. He didn't see anyone, so he took out the token of the sect disciple, and happened to see another one nearby, but it was moving into the forest at the moment.

"He went to the forest."

Liu Duye glanced in the direction of the forest, "I'm going back, and Qi Mo should go back too."

Wen Shang nodded.

Qi Mo was lying on a flat rock at the moment, paralyzing himself into a bird cake.

He thought about Liu Duye's conversation with Wen Shang just now, recalled it carefully, and confirmed that it was him who Liu Duye blurted out, and some thoughts suddenly sprouted in his heart.

So Liudu got up at night the next day, and saw a white bird with his two palms lying on his chest, covering his head with one snow-white wing feather, sleeping soundly.

This little bird is very similar to Black Dou in appearance, but it has grown a little, and its coat color has also changed greatly.

Liu Duye picked up the little bird, buried it in his chest, and smelled a familiar cool fragrance from it, and he realized that Qi Mo had exposed his identity earlier, and at this moment he was being slighted by him. The thin one may be the one he dreams about from time to time.

Liu Duye suddenly felt a little hot in his palm, and the hand holding Qi Mo trembled slightly.

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