Chapter 178

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Chapter 178 The God of Cultivation Loves Me Again

    Although Mo Thirty had already washed the tendons and cut the marrow when he built the foundation, he was no longer dry. But in the end, if he was young and malnourished, even if the foundation-building cultivation base is now worthy of three heads, if he was five years old, some people would believe him. However, it is such a delicate child who says that he is eight years old and the child who is a little taller than him is six years old. No one really believes what he said.

    Mo Thirty is generous, standing in front of the person in charge without stage fright, and is extremely beautiful in person, and his smile increases his affinity, especially his luxurious clothes and a vague temperament on his body, naturally in the eyes of many immortal seekers. Big family son.

    "Eight years old?" The person in charge was surprised. Compared to other immortal seekers, what he saw was the cultivation of a child. Foundation period! What a heaven-defying talent is the eight-year-old foundation building.

    "That's right! Handsome brother, look at my sincere eyes, I never lie!" Mo Thirty tried his best to widen his eyes. A pair of black eyes were bright and clear, like obsidian in the sunlight.

    handsome brother? The person in charge raised his eyebrows, and his expression that was not exposed was stained with a slight smile. He handed over two refined cyan badges: "Okay, take it. This is your and your brother's nameplate, take it. Wait a moment. I still need to use it during the test."

    He is very optimistic about this child, who has such a talent at a young age. The future will definitely shine brightly. Thinking of their Langya Immortals getting a little genius, the person in charge became hot in his heart, and his eyes were gentle again. In his eyes, Mo Thirty had already become a junior junior brother from the same sect. As for the other six-year-old who was calm and undisclosed, the person in charge also paid a little attention.

    Handing the badge with the words "Wu Qian San Bai Yi Shi" to Tan Zhuoxi, Mo Shi poked his "Wu Qian San Bai Ling Jiu" badge: "We are next to each other, I didn't expect there are more than 5,000 people in front." Pulling Xiao Hei and biting his ears: "Every applicant pays a tael of silver, and there must be a lot of people who sign up every year. If there are so many people, the sect will make a profit."

    Tan Zhuoxi's expression was startled. After living for so long, it was the first time he thought about money. matters. Following Mo Shi's thinking, he had to admit that this was indeed a huge benefit for the sect.

    There were restless and crouched people in the corner, their clothes were messy, and some of them could even be seen as beggars. Mo Thirty glanced at it: "Many people can't pay the registration fee. Therefore, Xiao Hei, we must cherish the hard-earned life!" The corner of Xiao Miao's

    mouth twitched, and it was clearly against robbing Paihuazi's black money, master!

    Looking at Mo Shi's serious look, Tan Zhuoxi nodded slightly. He sketched it secretly, as if he never cared about money and the way of life was not correct. Fortunately, he has half his life savings in his ring. Although it is not money, it is just a dangerous treasure, but if converted into money, it should be enough to keep the little guy white and tender.

    Or, he still established a force to collect money for him. Under the eyes of Mo Shijingliang, Venerable Zhuo Tian felt that he was not rich enough for the first time. His doll liked money. If he formed a power and gave the powerful power to the little guy, he should be happy.

    The two of them sat in the corner, surrounded by the end of registration, waiting to be summoned together. People of different ages looked around, secretly thinking about their ability in it. Mo Thirty's two milk dolls are really beautiful, and hiding in the corner is also the focus of everyone's attention. Even guess which family these two dolls belong to.

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