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Chapter 3820

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"I'll give it to you. I'll give it all to you! You decide how much wine you can exchange for. "The Pavilion Master was very straightforward.

He didn't just give the Ghost Candle Flower to Mu Qian. He also gave the other spiritual herbs he had collected here.

He had picked herbs to sell for money to buy wine. Now that he had encountered such good wine, he naturally had to seize the opportunity.

There were some spiritual herbs she needed. Mu Qian felt that the Pavilion Master was quite tactful and took out ten jars of wine for him.

"So much." Happiness came too suddenly. This girl was too generous.

Mu Qian said, "I still have wine. If you want wine in the future, as long as you have the spiritual herbs, everything is negotiable."

"Okay! It's a deal. "He didn't have any spirit crystals, but he could still find some spiritual herbs if he worked hard.

After eating and drinking their fill, Mu Qian and Qi Mocha successfully returned to the Soaring Feather Pavilion under the protection of the Pavilion Master.

Not long after the Pavilion Master separated from them, he muttered, "Qi Mocha is an outer disciple and so is that girl. Why did she appear in the Soaring Feather Abyss?

"There's indeed a problem. In order to make sure I can buy wine, I won't report her for now as long as she doesn't do anything to harm the Soaring Feather Pavilion."

He didn't need to be beaten or chased by divine beasts. He could just cultivate in peace.

Even though he couldn't rest, Qi Mocha felt very happy.

Qi Mocha cultivated in Mu Qian's courtyard while Mu Qian went to the Feather Cave above the Soaring Feather Abyss to cultivate.

Her sharp soul power could sense that there was someone on the cliff, but the people there couldn't find her.

A simple space ring fell from the sky. The wind carried a familiar faint fragrance of wine.

Mu Qian's lips curled up. "Every few days, the Pavilion Master will come and throw a space ring with wine inside. There should be someone alive in the abyss, a place of certain death. "

She had been cultivating here for a while and realized that.

However, she met the senior in the forest and found out that he was the Pavilion Master.

Ah Yu said, "Master, could it be the old friend that the Three-eyed Divine Bird mentioned?"

"Maybe. We have to ask the Pavilion Master. Ask him about the situation. If there's no danger, we'll go down and take a look, "Mu Qian said.

"Alright!" Ah Yu nodded.

Mu Qian was cultivating up there while the person below picked up the ring.

Before he even opened the ring, just the smell of the wine was enough to jolt him awake. The wine inside was definitely good.

He couldn't wait to take a big gulp and his eyes widened.

He was a person who loved wine and he had thousands of different kinds. He had many different kinds of wine.

Perhaps the brewing technique wasn't perfect, but the recipe was amazing.

The brewer had even put in a lot of precious spirit herbs into the wine.

This kind of wine, even a small cup was expensive, but his senior brother actually gave him nine jars of it.

After drinking inferior wine for so long, he felt as happy as a deity when he suddenly switched to such high quality wine.

"How can it be worth? Did Senior Brother strike it rich, or did you rob some sect? "

The jar of wine was soon emptied, and the bone-piercing pain in his bones, which felt like they had been frozen for ten thousand years, seemed to have eased a lot.

The person who made the wine must be an accomplished alchemist. One jar of wine was enough for him to last for ten days. He didn't have to suffer. How amazing!

He looked up at the misty sky. He wanted to go out and finish what he couldn't do.

After finishing ten jars of wine and getting better, he might be able to give it another shot.

Determination flashed in his cloudy eyes.

After that, Mu Qian and Qi Mocha cultivated on their own.

The day of the outer sect assessment had arrived.

First, it was the strength test of the new disciples. Mu Qian, who was a fourth-stage demigod, was undoubtedly the strongest among the new disciples. She was also the strongest in the outer sect.

Qi Mocha's test was a little different. Those who had not passed the assessment after three years had to participate in the assessment to retain their status as outer sect disciples.

"Junior Brother Qi will definitely pass this year. After all, Junior Sister Mu spent so many pills on him."

"What a pity. In the past, we would have made a profit if Junior Brother Qi didn't pass. We can't do that this year."

"…"

In the past, Qi Mocha had given up on the assessment.

This time, he participated, and he passed it smoothly.

He didn't dare to fail. Otherwise, who knew what kind of nightmare awaited him?

The elder announced, "Those who passed the assessment, prepare for the inner sect disciple assessment in seven days. There are a total of 50 spots this time. You have to work hard. "

This year, the outer sect disciples had improved very quickly. They were very confident about advancing to the inner sect.

Mu Qian said, "I'm going to the inner sect. You have to go too! If you can't pass, I'll let you experience even more terrifying special training. "

Qi Mocha shivered. "I'm already a first-stage demigod. I should be able to pass."

"Do you think there are very few first-stage demigods in the outer sect? There must be more than 50. "

In the past, as long as he was a demigod, he would have a 90% chance of passing.

But now, it was different. He complained, "It's all because you're the God of Wealth. You made all the senior brothers and sisters break through to the demigod level smoothly. Your competitiveness has increased by several times."

"That's why you have to be serious. You have to risk your life. There's no other choice," Mu Qian said in a deep voice.

Mu Qian was already the sect master of a seventh-class sect. Of course, the inner sect disciple assessment of a seventh-class sect was not difficult for her. She passed it smoothly.

The others did not think that Qi Mocha could pass the inner sect disciple assessment.

However, after the tests, Qi Mocha's performance left everyone dumbfounded.

"Junior Brother Qi has been reborn!"

"I suspect that Junior Brother Qi has been replaced."

"It seems like Junior Brother Qi has grown up. He's even more dazzling than before."

After passing the assessment, Qi Mocha became the center of attention.

Three years ago, he had become an outer sect disciple from an inner sect disciple.

Now that he was back, he relied on his own hard work and strength to regain his identity as an inner sect disciple.

This feeling made him very excited, and his blood was boiling in his chest.

After the excitement, his eyes dimmed and he clenched his fists.

So what if he was a genius? So what if he worked hard? So what if he became stronger or even a Divine King?

A bird in a cage, a slave in a prison. Everything was meaningless.

Becoming an inner sect disciple was supposed to be a happy thing. Mu Qian realized that Qi Mocha had become dispirited again.

"Are you asking for it? You're arrogant and slacking off after passing the inner sect disciple assessment. You're still far from your goal? "Mu Qian frowned.

Qi Mocha said in a hoarse voice, "Don't waste your energy and pills on me. I promised my mother that I would live well. I don't want to die.

"You know that my surname is Qi. The more talented and powerful one is, the faster they die. I can't let my mother lose the only person she loves. "

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