The Haitian Banquet was officially over, and everyone left one after another. Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun flew towards the teleportation array.

Here, we can see the uniqueness of the Mo Sect and other sects.

The Mo Sect is good at defending and advocates non-attacking. He has hardly ever taken the initiative to attack anyone. Instead, he has done business with many forces and has a very good relationship.

Therefore, the Penglai Sword Sect was relieved to connect the teleportation array of Momen with itself. The teleportation array could be used directly to communicate between the two sects, which was extremely convenient.

However, other sects, even the four Buddhist sects and the two Taoist Kunlun sects, cannot connect to the teleportation array with the Penglai Sword Sect, because they are afraid that they will attack directly.

As for the Demon Sect and the Sect, this is even more true. Penglai Sword Sect is very cautious about them.

Only the Momen and Xuanmen, which have few people and are tempted to be inaction, can have such treatment.

Therefore, when other second generations of immortals had to go to the dock to take the treasure boat and leave, Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun had already returned to the Momen easily.

Afterwards, Fang Lie and Mo Lanyun went home separately.

After Fang Lie returned, he had a fun with many younger brothers and sisters, and then had a sumptuous reunion dinner. It was not until late at night that he returned to his residence and began to practice in seclusion.

When he arrived in the secret room, Fang Lie closed the door first, opened the ban, and then meditated on the futon, and immediately contacted the old bird and said, "Brother Bird, it's okay now, let's start discussing how to integrate my natal magic weapon.

"You need a lot of materials. I'll give you a order. You can get it together first. If there is really no, go and exchange it with the sect." The old bird said.

"No problem," Fang Lie agreed: "Then I want to ask, what will it become after the integration is completed?"

"It depends on your choice. Do you want to use the Fire Dragon Cannon in the future, or do you want to continue playing with the Fangtian Painting Ji?" the old bird asked with a smile.

"It must be a cannon," Fang Lie immediately shouted: "My father said that men's romance is to shoot cannons. My dream since childhood is to shoot cannons. It is to shoot cannons every day."

"Okay, since that's the case, I will focus on the Fire Fire Dragon Cannon, integrate the Chaos Tongtian Sphur into it, and enhance its power." The old bird smiled and said, "By the way, I will also refine that magic sword. Maybe I can make a good seventh-level treasure. This is a list."

As he said that, the old bird sent a document listing hundreds of materials to Fang Lie's mind.

Fang Lie took a look and immediately cried and said, "There are so many, and I don't have the same one. This is too weird, right?"

"I didn't write down what you have," said the old bird: "Stop talking nonsense, start practicing now, and go find materials for me tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Fang Lie agreed, and stopped talking nonsense and began to carry Zhou Tian with concentration.

Let’s talk about Mo Lanyun’s return, she immediately found her father Mo Wanfang. Then she set up a ban, but she didn’t say anything, just blushed at Mo Wanfang’s face.

Mo Wanfang was stunned and couldn't help but say strangely: "Daughter, what do you mean?"

"Hmph, liar" Mo Lanyun said angrily.

"Me? A liar? It's impossible." Mo Wanfang immediately said aggrievedly: "My most precious daughter, when will I be willing to lie to you when my father? Did you make a mistake?"

"Is that true?" Mo Lanyun said angrily: "Then tell me, what about the soul-raising heart that my mother left for me?

"This" Mo Wanfang suddenly felt guilty. He immediately realized that the matter had been exposed, so he had to smile bitterly: "That thing is your grandfather's idea, and your father is also on order."

"Then why didn't you tell me?" Mo Lanyun said angrily: "Don't you know, then, what does that thing mean to others?"

"I know, that's your dowry." Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly, "However, your grandfather seemed to think that Fang Lie was a suitable candidate, but he couldn't be too sure, so he decided to give him the things first, but he didn't tell him the meaning and mystery. In this way, we still have room for maneuver."

"I gave it to him, why don't I explain it clearly? Since I can't see it well, why should I send that thing first?" Mo Lanyun said angrily: "Is my business a joke?"

"Fang Lie, you also know that this kid is too powerful. Your grandfather is afraid that someone will take the lead, so he is in a hurry to send the things over. In this way, we will set the people first and will not be afraid of someone fighting for it in the future." Mo Wanfang smiled and said, "As for not telling him, he is also worried that this kid is too strong. He is more capable of causing trouble than his father. If something happens, it will be easier for us to get out of here. This is how we can move forward and retreat freely."

"Hmph" Mo Lanyun said shyly and angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier? It made people receive his gift?

"Haha, a small gift will be accepted, it will be accepted. It's no big deal." Mo Wanfang smiled and said, "If things fail, we can return it at most ten times. Can't our Mo family still lack this little thing?"

"What you said is light. Look at this thing, how can you return it ten times?" Mo Lanyun said, and threw the sealed dragon turtle to him.

Mo Wanfang reached out to catch the blue water ball, looked carefully, and then exclaimed: "Ah? Descendants of the divine beast, the seventh-level monster, the dragon turtle? This, the value of this thing seems to be no worse than the eighth-level magic weapon. Is this kid willing to give you this? And you really accepted it?"

"In terms of value, even more than that," Mo Lanyun said shyly: "They didn't want to accept such a valuable gift, but he said he was repaying the favors of the Soul-Healing Muxin. They realized that he might have chosen him. With that person, and Aunt Qing was persuading him, they accepted it in a daze."

"This is a troublesome," Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly and said, "This thing is so precious, and the most important thing is that it has a very high degree of compatibility with you. You can definitely be cultivated as a natal mount. You can't even go back if you want to."

"Hmph, didn't you say you could repay ten times? You're still arrogant and said nothing at all," Mo Lanyun said disdainfully.

"This" Mo Wanfang suddenly turned red and he smiled bitterly, "Don't I don't know that this kid is so generous in his actions? It seems that there is a way to deal with you. By the way, daughter, what do you think of Fang Lie?"

"This" Mo Lanyun lowered her head shyly and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Senior brother is a good person."

"Haha, just good people, just good people." Mo Wanfang immediately laughed and said, "By the way, what happened at this Haitian Festival? How many treasures have you received?"

"Oh," Mo Lanyun immediately became energetic when she heard this and said excitedly: "Father, this Haitian Festival is so lively. The senior brother killed two second generations of immortals in a row. The young master of the White Bone Sect and the White Dragon Son of the East Kunlun all died at his hands. Even the Taoist priest of Mingyue in the West Kunlun also made a bet to lose to the senior brother that this dragon turtle is the spoil."

"Ah" Mo Wanfang exclaimed immediately when he heard this, and then he smiled bitterly: "Daughter, I think you still have to consider the matter between you again."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Mo Lanyun said dissatisfied.

"What else can it mean? Fang Lie is so terrible that Bai Bone Sect is so good, so why did he kill even the direct disciples of Dong Kunlun? He even beat the dragon turtle of Xi Kunlun. Be good, can those people give up?" Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly and said, "This kid is simply a troublemaker. If you marry him, you may have to be a widow in a few days."

"Father, what are you talking about?" Mo Lanyun said unyieldingly.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and tell me carefully about this Haitian Festival from beginning to end," Mo Wanfang said with a wry smile.

"Yes," Mo Lanyun agreed, and then said all the stories.

After listening to it, Mo Wanfang pondered for a while and said, "The harvest is huge. You and Fang Lie are making a contribution, but the follow-up trouble is not small. I have to discuss with your grandfather."

As he said that, he asked Mo Lanyun to hand over the things, and after he finished, he left alone.

It was not long since Mo Wanfang came to Mo Qianxun's residence, and in the tea hall, the two of them sat opposite each other.

Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly and said, "Father, I'm in trouble this time. Lan Yun learned about the matter of nourishing the soul and Muxin, and also received a generous gift, a seventh-level dragon turtle."

"Oh, the seventh-level dragon turtle?" Mo Qianxun smiled and said, "Good thing, it seems that this girl has a good impression of Fang Lie."

"There is life-saving grace in front, and there is such a tribute behind it. In addition, Fang Lie is strong and upright, proud, and exudes a heroic spirit. How can girls not like it?" Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly and said, "There should be no big problem on the little girl. Otherwise, I will make it clear with Fang Lieyuqian."

"Never do not." Mo Qianxun waved his hand immediately and said, "For at least one hundred years, don't mention this matter. Our relationship with Fang Lie must be close and separated, and naturally support it in secret and win it over. But on the outside, you have to keep a distance."

"Why is this?" Mo Wanfang asked in confusion.

"Because your father's old arms and legs can't resist the kid's piercing, God," Mo Qianxun smiled bitterly, "I guess you got the news from Lan Yun. This kid actually plotted to death by the direct disciple of Dong Kunlun and stole the White Dragon Divine Sword from others. In addition, Mingyue in Xi Kunlun also lost a dragon turtle, which was captured by the elder of Xi Kunlun and planned to cultivate it into a mountain-stopping divine beast."

"Ah?" Mo Wanfang said in surprise: "Do you know everything?"

"There are ways to communicate between the half-immortals. After the incident, I received a message from the heads of Kunluns from both the east and west." Mo Qianxun smiled bitterly: "Their shameless old guys actually put pressure on me, demanding that the White Dragon Sword and Dragon Turtle be taken back. Even if I was just me, I could not withstand the pressure of the two half-immortals."

"Damn it, Fang Lie won openly. Do they want to betray the debt?" Mo Wanfang said angrily
Chapter completed!