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Chapter 3827

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Mu Qian laughed. "Myself!"

"You're really a crazy girl," the Pavilion Master said snappily.

Mu Qian asked, "Pavilion Lord, do we have any records about the God Race in the Soaring Feather Pavilion Library?"

There were very few records of this in the Radiant Region, but even if there were very few in the Feather Region, there should be at least some! "What do you want to know?"

The pavilion master asked.

"I want to understand the poison that the God Race created."

"For that bastard?"

"Yeah! Wasn't Little Martial Uncle poisoned? "

"There's no need to go to the library. I have it here."

The Lord took Mu Qian to his study room.

They were all scattered and some were even incomplete ancient books.

The Pavilion Master also knew that his Junior Brother had been poisoned by the forbidden poison of the God Race. For the past hundred years, he had been trying to find a cure, but unfortunately, his power was limited.

Mu Qian carefully read it, she already has a number of things in her heart.

"The God Race's poison is only so-so."

There was no need for her to ask for help. She could do it by herself.

The pavilion master said helplessly, "Crazy girl, you talk big.

The God Race's alchemists were the best in the Divine Realm, and so were their poisons.

"Unless the God Race's top alchemist takes action, only then can Junior Apprentice Brother be saved.

"But how could the God Race save him? They don't even have time to kill him!"

The corner of Mu Qian's mouth slightly raised, "The highest level?

It won't be for long. "

Her current realm was low, so she naturally didn't dare to say that she could surpass all the god race's alchemists.

After all, she was the contractor of the Cauldron of Eternity.

"Many thanks, Pavilion Master. The things you collected are very useful to me. Let's go!"

Mu Qian waved her hand and left.

"Arrogant, arrogant, and unwilling to listen to advice. They simply have the same temper!"

The pavilion master was exasperated.

If it wasn't for the fact that his Junior Brother didn't like women, he would have suspected that he had an illegitimate daughter.

After Mu Qian came out of the Soaring Feather Abyss safe and sound, Qi Mocha realized that he was really elusive.

Most of the time, Mu Qian must be cultivating in the Ling Yu Abyss, where the efficiency of cultivation is the highest.

"Little Martial Uncle, I've already found the antidote. I'm just lacking some Sacred Plants."

Mu Qian told Lian Chengjiu the good news.

"Flaws: You said it so easily, but there aren't many of them in the entire Feather District. It's very difficult to get them."

"There's nothing I can do about it. I'm not strong enough, so I can only raise the grade of the Spirit Herbs. It's not too hard to find things. Don't we still have the Three-eyed Divine Bird?

I've already sent my Little Mo Mo over to look for her. There will be news soon. "

He was slightly drunk, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Martial Nephew, you don't have to worry so much about the antidote. My injuries will heal in a few months, and I'll think of a way to get the antidote myself."

"The Pavilion Master has already told me that Junior Martial Uncle is a very powerful person.

I'm waiting for Junior Martial Uncle to lead me to wipe out the God Clan in the Feather Region! "

Mu Qian said with a smile, but her expression was particularly serious.

Lian Chengjiu raised an eyebrow. "Looks like you also have a grudge against the Divine Race."

"My hatred is no less than Junior Martial Uncle's. Not long ago, I was being hunted by the God Race.

If I wasn't lucky enough to escape to the Feather Region, I would probably be dead by now. "

"The Celestial Race outside of the Feather Region is quite promising! Even a demigod like you is being hunted down. "

Lian Chengjiu's lips curled into a mocking smile.

He picked up a bottle of wine and tossed it to Mu Qian. "Junior Martial Nephew, let's drink to our heart's content.

In the future, Junior Martial Uncle will do great things with you. I'll help you take revenge and protect you. "

Mu Qian smiled. "Alright!"

She touched the wine jar lightly and finished it in one gulp.

"I really like your temper. You're practically lying to me to take you in as a disciple.

Unfortunately, I don't like to take in disciples. It's good to be Junior Martial Uncle. "

Lian Chengjiu laughed out loud.

When Mu Qian went up to rest, Qi Mocha said, "I suspect that you have another lover. You're even colder to me now. Why don't we split up?"

"His surname isn't Qi, and he's not as good-looking as you. Stop dreaming."

Mu Qian said calmly.

Qi Mocha lamented, "It's really difficult for you to find a replacement for my looks that no one in the Feather Region can compare to."

He took out an invitation and said, "The Spiritwind Trade Meet is about to begin again. They sent me an invitation. Should I go and take a look?"

There were many large and small factions near the Soaring Feather Pavilion. Occasionally, there would be free trade fairs.

Young Master Qi was the kind of person who was stupid but rich. Every time there was a trade meet, an invitation would be sent to him.

Mu Qian took the invitation and said, "I'll go take a look. You should stay here and cultivate!"

"Can you not be so cruel? Can't you let me go out and relax?

I've always been lucky. I might be able to pick up something good. "

Qi Mocha begged.

"I don't need to rely on luck. I only need to rely on my strength. You're useless to me."

Mu Qian rejected him coldly.

Qi Mocha couldn't resist at all. He could only send Mu Qian out of the sect pitifully and continue cultivating.

The Spiritwind Trade Meet was held in a stone forest. Every flat stone was a stall.

Mu Qian didn't arrive early, so there were already many people gathered there.

She felt that there were experts around to maintain order.

Ah Yu held Mu Qian's hand and said, "The feathers over there are not bad."

Mu Qian said, "Okay, I'll buy them!"

Ah Yu's hobby of collecting feathers didn't cost much. It was much better than her, who collected spiritual herbs. She could afford it.

There were quite a number of genius disciples from the various sects who came here, but this was the first time they had seen people like Mu Qian and Ah Yu, who were extremely good-looking and generous.

All of a sudden, they attracted a lot of attention.

Many people even treated them as fat sheep. "Little girl, I have feathers of all colors here."

"This feather of mine was collected by the Divine King."

"…" Ah Yu looked ignorant but she had high standards. She didn't want all the feathers.

Mu Qian picked some spiritual herbs and seeds.

Ah Yu, who only had a dazzling feather, stared at a pitch-black seed that looked like a stone. "Eh …" Her slender fingertips swiped across it. She sensed a very pure wood spiritual power.

"This seed is already dead. Miss, you bought so many seeds from me. This one is free."

The stall owner smiled.

Ah Yu placed the seed in Mu Qian's hand. Mu Qian sensed it too.

She asked, "Boss, where did you get this seed from?"

"A disciple of the Black Sun Sect mixed it with other seeds and sold it to me. He's the only one who knows!"

The stall owner said.

"Is he here today?

If you find him, this Divine Crystal is yours. "

The Divine Crystal was enough for him to earn for a year. The stall owner went to look for her excitedly.

"Miss, please wait a moment."

The stall owner had indeed found someone. A few men in the uniform of the Black Sun Sect and a man in a black and gold brocade robe walked towards her.

When they saw Mu Qian, their eyes flashed with excitement.

They had never seen such a beautiful adult and young beauty!

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