Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 118: I am grateful to Mo Chen who is 0

It’s true that there is an old person in a family, like a treasure. This Moxian is quite useful.

Long Yan Dayue, Brother Cheng, thought of that holy pill.

"Elder Mo, your hard work is in your eyes and in your heart."

"See if you can use this pill."

Mo Chen took the pill, felt it carefully, and almost jumped up.

"This, this is the sacred pill for the soul-restoring of the nine orifices!"

"It is so useful to me!"

"As long as this pill is refined, my remnant soul will be stabilized and some power will be restored."

He held the pill cherished and importantly, and was overwhelmed with joy.

"This, this, I don't know where the head came from."

It is true that he has been counting on Jiang Cheng to help him find the holy pill to restore his soul, but that is just a thought.

Pills of this level are very common in the immortal realm, and extremely rare in the lower realm.

Even the masters of the holy ranks can't just say they get it.

Because he regarded Jiang Cheng as the "Son of the Plane", he had so much expectation.

But to be honest, I didn't expect it to be so fast.

Even if the chances are deep and the luck is so great, you have to wait for several decades to reach that level of treasure, right?

I don't know, I brought it back to him in just a few days.

Looking at it this way, even if the head is among the sons of the plane, it belongs to the top group of luck!

For such a good opportunity, Brother Cheng must of course take credit to expand the effect of acting.

"It's true that the process of obtaining this pill has gone through twists and turns, so I won't repeat it."

"In short, for it, I went through a lot of hardships and almost lost my life."

"However, thinking of your plight, Elder Mo, how can the head of the boss retreat and give up, and finally fortunately survived..."

Although this pill is only one of ten consecutive draws, pressing the lottery button is considered a contribution, right?

He thought of course.

"The head..."

As an immortal who has lived for tens of millions of years, Mo Chen said that he had never been so moved in his life.

This is so ardent, how precious it is.

Which one of those planes’ sons is not extremely ego, after all, people don’t die for themselves.

It can be said that there is no such thing as a subordinate.

I really followed the right person.

"A scholar dies for a confidant!"

"Why does this make the old man worthy..."

This level of touching made Brother Cheng blush slightly, wondering if he had blown his head too far.

"Elder Mo is serious."

"This is what the boss should do."

At this time, other disciples also crowded around, one by one with hippie smiles.

"Master, you came back so fast this time!"

"Yes, yes, we are all prepared for your long absence."

Jiang Cheng deliberately made a stern face: "What, don't you want to see me?"

"Why, we miss the head day and night."

"Without the head, I don't even think about it..."

The second generation elder Gan Ziyi followed into the main hall, and smiled: "It's just different this time. The Dry Star Dynasty is so far away, and it was invited by Princess Ningti. Everyone thought you would live there for a few more. Months or even years."

Jiang Cheng looked inexplicable.

"I'm just going to make a round trip. Why do I live for so long? I'm not going to settle down."

Qin Chang squeezed the others away and kept the closest distance to Brother Cheng.

"Because of Princess Ningti, a royal princess with a beautiful country, it is not surprising that the head will be immersed in her gentle country."

Gan Ziyi also echoed: "Yes, everyone even opened a gambling game, betting on how long it will take you to come back."

Jiang Cheng stopped.

A majestic sweep of all the people.

"Nonsense!"

"My boss is a person who does great things, how can I be fascinated by the beauty of the district?"

The second generation of elders secretly slandered. It seemed that you were the one who proposed to lower the standard for receiving beautiful women when recruiting new recruits?

However, when Brother Cheng is pretending to be forced, everyone will naturally not interrupt.

The many female disciples present were also relieved.

It seems that the innocent body of the head is still retained.

Yin Xueer also reprimanded others: "Junior Brother Gan, Junior Brother Qin, you still don’t know what kind of person the head is, you will not chew your tongue behind your back in the future!"

The two suddenly showed constipation.

We convened a meeting yesterday afternoon to discuss whether the head was really tempted by the person, isn't it you?

"Okay, okay, I'm not here this time, you are very hard in cultivation and have made great progress."

"My boss is very pleased."

"As I said before, the best performers are rewarded."

As soon as the word reward came out, everyone craned their necks and looked expectant.

The masterpiece must be a fine product, maybe it's an eighth-level magic weapon.

"Tang Ru, you are the second of the three generations of disciples to be promoted to the Soul Realm, second only to Lin Ning, you deserve a reward!"

"This Purple Sun Crazy Dragon Sabre is given to you, continue to work hard in the future."

After that, he wiped the ring and a majestic spirit knife floated out.

Although the appearance is too powerful, it doesn't match Tang Ru's temperament.

But what a high grade.

After taking it excitedly, Tang Ru almost threw the knife out.

"Here, the head, what level of spirit sword is this?"

She has always been calm tempered, and her words are a bit uncomfortable.

Brother Cheng lightly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's only Tier Nine."

He is really qualified to say that now.

After all, I have got several treasures, and the spirits are really insignificant.

It's worth it to take it out and pretend to be forceful, enjoy the shocked eyes, and stimulate their motivation to practice by the way.

"What?"

"Level Nine!"

Everyone present was almost crazy.

Be aware that Xiang Ba, the former great emperor of the Ninth Destiny, used a Tier 8 spiritual weapon.

Suddenly granting a ninth-order spiritual weapon to a little disciple of the Soul Realm, this is really too extravagant.

"This is too expensive, me, I..."

Tang Ru wanted to say that I didn't dare to accept it, but his hands were more honest than his small mouth, and he was not willing to let go.

With this knife, she will be invincible at the stage of soul separation.

Which monk can resist the temptation of maddening combat power.

Everyone's eyes are green.

"Head, head, I make progress very quickly!"

"I practice for 13 hours a day, please be informed by the head..."

"Fuck you, there are only 12 hours a day, the head Kang Kang I!"

"Did the master dug up the treasure? Why can I take out any treasure?"

"Did you forget that the head is a fairy?"

The only one in the audience who is fairly calm is Mo Chen~IndoMTL.com~ After all, he has seen many sacred objects in Xianyu.

Nineth-order spiritual weapons in the lower realm are indeed rare, but who makes the head of the ‘child of the plane’?

He just feels that no matter what Jiang Cheng takes out, it's not surprising.

"Wait, my Purple Sun Crazy Dragon Sabre, why did I seem to have heard it somewhere?" Luo Yuan suddenly frowned and thought.

Yin Xueer also echoed: "I just wanted to say, this name is also familiar to me..."

Shan Tai slapped his thigh: "I remember, isn't this the hand weapon of Emperor Qianxing?"

When he said that, everyone was impressed.

After all, they were in the secular world before they started, and they were still very familiar with the Dry Star Royal Family.