Although Fang Lie is definitely not as cunning as Mo Qianxun, he has been struggling from the bottom for more than ten years and has been used to the sinister hearts below, so he is definitely quick-thinking and even a little cunning. Otherwise, he would have been left with no trash left, so how could he support dozens of younger brothers and sisters?

So after a little thought, Fang Lie immediately discovered the problem and couldn't help but exclaim, "I understand. Although the number of jade tags is obviously ninety, in fact, you must have sold more than just this? I can guarantee that you must have contacted people in private, and many of them can't wait. Nine, I guess, you have knocked this bamboo snatch very hard, right?"

"Cough cough" Mo Qianxun's face turned red and said with embarrassment: "Don't I think they are pitiful? At such an old age, if you don't break through, you will die. You are all righteous elites. As an elder, I really can't bear to see them sacrifice in vain, so I secretly opened the back door for them."

"Aha" Fang Lie sneered disdainfully: "So you are still good? Then can I ask, how much of your kindness has you collected from them?

"Not many, after all, there are not many people in a hurry," Mo Qianxun said guiltily.

However, seeing Fang Lie's appearance of never giving up, Mo Qianxun finally could only say helplessly: "Anyway, those people have purchased jade tablets with eighth-level magic weapons to show sincerity, but this has nothing to do with you. Your clone can naturally handle everything, and you just need to practice."

"Stop coming" Fang Lie rolled his eyes directly and sneered: "Why do I think I'm stupid? My clone serves the sect, but it's not in vain. We have an agreement, and I have a share of those interests. But now, you want to conceal such a large secret transaction. Master, you are not kind."

"What nonsense? Who wants to hide it? It's just that I didn't have time to say it. Didn't I tell you?" Mo Qianxun's latter quipped: "Anyway, I won't let you suffer a loss. This time I will definitely get you a suitable eighth-level magic weapon."

"It's not enough to be just right, it's strong enough," Fang Lie smiled and said, "I want to win the championship in Xiantai, you can't drag me down on it."

"Do you still want to win the championship?" Mo Qianxun curled his lips and sneered, "Are you teasing me? Don't think that you are so amazing with a little success. I know that even the top four, you may not be able to break into my Lanyun. How strong? It is a powerful immortal root, and I have cultivated it with all my strength. The big dragon turtle you gave is almost the combat power that is powerful against the Thunder Tribulation Real Person."

"But even if she is only three or four, I will burn the incense to enter the finals." Mo Qianxun sneered: "You kid are just a monk halfway through. What if you have the opportunity to go against the will of heaven? You have been wasting too much time and your spiritual roots are not as good as others. Even if it is your greatest reliance, the so-called opportunity only emphasizes survival ability. Indeed, the immortal body is very powerful, but immortality does not mean invincibility. Now you can't beat Lan Yun. Even if you have a hundred clones, Lan Yun can slap it into clear water with one slap, and you don't even have the strength to resist."

"You are just like this and still want to win the championship on the Immortal Platform?" Mo Qianxun said proudly: "It's obviously a fool, so let's wake up."

Fang Lie was confused by Mo Qianxun's scolding. He couldn't help but say, "How could you say so exaggeratedly? In the battle of Wanxinghai, the core disciples of more than a dozen major sects of the evil path were all beaten by me, so no one dared to fight?"

"Those are second-hand goods, do you understand?" Mo Qianxun said disdainfully: "The real chief disciples have never been there. Because they are afraid of embarrassing, remember that the chief disciples of any sect are elites among the elites. It can be said that even if the strength of the sect is weak, they will do their best to cultivate a chief disciple in order to ensure the inheritance of the sect and demonstrate the foundation of the sect. If the chief disciples of a sect are much worse than others, it means that the sect is going to be finished."

"For an individual, even if he puts all his strength into practicing, there is an upper limit of the resources he can consume, and all large sects can support it." Mo Qianxun said solemnly, "So, there may be a certain gap in the strength of the sect, but the chief disciples will not be much different. Almost all the chief disciples in the world are in the front line. There are two ways of good and evil, plus neutral forces, there can be about thirty in total."

Mo Qianxun then said solemnly, "My Lan Yun is one of them, but because she is still young, her cultivation is not the strongest. If it weren't for the dragon turtle you gave her, she would never have been in the top three, and even the top ten would be difficult. As for you, you would not be in this level at all. Even if I give you three or five eighth-level magic weapons, you will definitely not be the opponent of any of them."

When Fang Lie heard this, he frowned and felt a little sad. He thought that his adventures could make up for his previous shortcomings. He reached the first echelon, but he was still so much short of him, which really made him very depressed.

But at this moment, the old bird suddenly said, "Don't listen to him nonsense. That guy doesn't know your background. Only I know the most. As long as you enter the Zifu Secret Realm to practice hard, the last two years will be enough to improve your cultivation to the level of more than ten thousand miles of the Qi Sea. At that time, at least in terms of magic power, you will not be slightly worse than others. In addition, the "Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" will teach you several powerful magical powers again, and you will be enough to attack the leader of the battle of Xiantai and believe me."

Hearing this, Fang Lie's eyes lit up and he was full of confidence again. He raised his head and said proudly: "Master Master, you are too underestimating me, right? Fang Lie still doesn't believe it. Can the battle in Xiantai still stump me? I know that the leader this time is me."

"Oh, you kid is quite good at bragging?" Mo Qianxun then said disdainfully: "Who do you think you are? It was me, and I was lucky back then. I could only win the championship with my wisdom. I still want to win the championship? Are you teasing me?"

"You are still winning the championship with your wisdom?" Fang Lie said disdainfully: "If I guess correctly, you will definitely win by cheating, and it will not be glorious at all."

When Mo Qianxun heard this, his face turned red and he couldn't speak for a long time. It was obviously the thought that Fang Lie said.

"Haha" Fang Lie smiled and said, "But I am different from you. I will definitely win the championship openly and not accept it. Do you dare to gamble with me?"

"Okay, tell me, how do you bet?" Mo Qianxun sneered: "No matter how big the bet, I've taken it."

Obviously, the old fox had already been angry with Fang Lie, and he made up his mind to deal with Fang Lie hard.

Fang Lie smiled slightly and said, "From now on, you must give whatever I want. As long as you meet all my cultivation needs, but I cannot win the Immortal Platform, then I will lose."

"How did you lose?" Mo Qianxun asked with a sneer.

"This" Fang Lie thought for a while and said, "If I lose, I will give you three eighth-level magic weapons?"

"It's missing," Mo Qianxun sneered: "I don't want anything else. As long as your three clones, you must listen to me. Do I want them? "

Fang Lie immediately took a breath when he heard this, and couldn't help but curse Mo Qianxun for being insidious and cunning. The three blood clones of Fang Lie are simply three treasure pots. Whether it is alchemy or spiritual liquid, they can create huge value. They can earn at least five eighth-level magic treasures every year.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the spiritual elixir and spiritual liquid cannot be released on a large scale, so it will be worthless. So after giving it to him, Fang Lie himself will cut most of the shipments, which is almost equivalent to cutting Fang Lie's meat.

However, Fang Lie gritted his teeth and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay, that's it. However, if I win, all the consumption will not be paid, and the treasures I asked for will belong to me."

"Yes, but if you lose, you will have to return the treasure you took, and the others will be cheaper." Mo Qianxun said with a smile.

He was so beautiful at this moment. He kept saying that he made a big profit, no matter how big he won or lost, he would make sure he would make a profit.

I won, needless to say, since then, there have been three more hens that laid golden eggs, which is almost half of the total income of the entire Momen.

As for losing, he also made a big profit, because the first place in the battle of Xiantai, he was almost a steadily gaining half-immortals. Such talents are the key points in any sect, and their status is even higher than that of some ordinary thunder tribulation real people.

Because once they advance to Half Immortal in the future, they will become the Dinghai God Needle of the Sect

Therefore, as long as Fang Lie successfully won the championship, let alone giving him a little benefit, no matter how many benefits it is, it is definitely worth it. Mo Qianxun will not only not feel sorry for him, but will also feel that he has made a lot of money.

Even other elders will never say anything else. They will only say that the head sect is wise and wise, and knows people with wise eyes.

So no matter whether this bet is a loss or a win or not, at least for Mo Qianxun, it is a good deal that can make a profit without losing money.

Of course, for Fang Lie, it is actually not a loss. If you win, you make a big profit and lose, you can make a small profit. Anyway, some money is nothing to him.

The key is still cultivation. As long as the cultivation level can be greatly increased, everything else is easy to say.

The mystery lies in the Purple Mansion Secret Realm. It is the top priority of the Mo Sect. Without the special approval of the head sect, no one can enter.

Under normal circumstances, elders at the level of Thunder Tribulation True Person are only qualified to enjoy for one or two years within a hundred years.

As for other disciples, even the True Man of Fire Tribulation is not qualified to enter. Of course, a chief like Mo Lanyun is qualified, but it is also treated similarly to the True Man of Lei Tribulation.
Chapter completed!