Life in the Spiritual Cultivation Association is not easy. In the eyes of the Xuanmen people, they are heresy. Although they have reached an agreement with the Xuanmen people over the years, they are limited to the Mumbai. Without Mumbai, their safety is not guaranteed at all. This also allows them to find resources to be limited to Mumbai. Although ordinary people can be sent to other places, what good things can ordinary people find? It is just a try to luck.

But in a small place like Men'uma, not only does it have their spiritual cultivation association, but also other Xuanmen forces. No good things can be achieved. Sometimes even if they encounter them, they may not be able to use them. Therefore, the resources they can use in the spiritual cultivation association are really limited. Fortunately, in recent years, I have quietly found some monks who are willing to exchange things with them, and their lives are a little better. But who among those monks, who come to their place to change things, sharpen their knife quickly? They want to just exchange rat shit for rice, and what good things can they get?

Before, although Mo Wen was speaking a little violently, he could hear Xiao Yang's name as Director Song. Even if Mo Wen was just a polite word, at least Mo Wen was called a friend, right? It is precisely because of this that in fact, just for Director Song, he was not prepared to do what Mo Wen and they should do. He led Mo Wen and others up. He was only able to trade resources. Even if Mo Wen could exchange it, there might be very few things, but how many are accumulated?

"Change something? OK, take out something to see." Mo Wen looked at Director Song in surprise. After going around such a big circle, he wouldn't just be for this, right? But these people are destined to be disappointed. What can he have to replace? But think about it, these guys are not ordinary people. Maybe there is something good in their hands. Even if they can't change their knowledge, wouldn't it be better? So although he felt that he had nothing to replace, Mo Wen nodded and said.

"Little brother, wait, this is a good Longjing in China. If you don't dislike it, you can try it." Director Song didn't expect Mo Wen to agree casually. He was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to signal someone beside him, and then picked up the teacup and signaled to Mo Wen.

Mo Wen shrugged and didn't say anything, but he still picked up the teacup and tasted it as he said. If the other party had just this purpose, he wouldn't have to worry about the other party's actions in the tea. However, unless the other party fainted himself, he would guarantee that these people would be unable to eat it. However, Mo Wen didn't taste any difference between Longjing and Longjing. It seemed that there was a faint fragrance, and the others were no different from ordinary tea...!

"Little brother, please see, but what are you looking at?" After a sip of tea, the middle-aged man who had left before led a few people to carry seven or eight boxes and walked out of it. After removing the things on the coffee table, several people put the boxes on the coffee table and opened them one by one.

"That's all?" Seven or eight boxes were big and small, but after opening it, the things inside were almost the same. They were actually weapons. Although these weapons themselves were a bit special, and they were covered with bloody breath, that's it. They were not even magic weapons at all. Even though these things might have some effect on things like Yin Ling, Mo Wen didn't like them at all. After throwing a beautiful gem knife back into the box, he said disappointedly. He originally thought that he could really encounter something good.

"I don't like these? You must know that these are all killed at least more than a hundred men. Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a strong blood-evil spirit on it." Director Song looked at Mo Wen with a little surprise. These weapons were ancient relics left over from history. Not only were they blessed by the rich blood-evil spirit, but they were also extremely sharp. No matter what kind of enemy they were used to face, they were rare good things. Many of them could not even use such things.

"I can see that this is a good thing, but it's useless to me. It's troublesome to take it out. Maybe when will the police come to him?" Is that bloody aura? Mo Wen nodded secretly in his heart, and while he was writing it down, he said to Director Song, "Those things are really useless to him."

"..., we can naturally guarantee that even if you take it on the street, no one will ask about it, even if you take it on the street, you will not ask about it! But since the little brother doesn't like it, let's change to something else." Director Song looked at Mo Wen with some amusement, and while speaking, he signaled the people next to him to take away the things on the table. People like Mo Wen and others are afraid that they will be brought to the door because of their weapons? It's nothing funny.

Perhaps because of the unpleasantness before, Mo Wenke had no intention of joking with the other party, shrugged, and waited for two minutes before he saw the middle-aged man bringing some boxes over again.

"To be honest, this is you, little brother. If someone else came here, I would rather rot in my hands than take it out and exchange it with others!" The box was placed on the table and had not been opened yet. Director Song spoke to Mo Wen, who made Mo Wen look forward to the things in the box.

The things in the box this time were a little mixed compared to the weapons before, including jade pendants, bracelets, necklaces, rings, some pieces and ornaments, and a faint light flashed on them, which made Mo Wen tell at a glance that they were not ordinary things, which made Mo Wen lit up. Although from the light, these things seemed to be limited, he usually had no chance to see so many good things, right?

However, after taking the things out of the tightly wrapped box, Mo Wen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. At the same time, Mo Wen also understood what was in the box.

Different from what Mo Wen imagined, those are not magical instruments, either made of special materials and have certain spirituality, or because they have been blessed by special forces for a long time, some strange powers have been born. You should know that this kind of blessing change is not only possible for monks, but ordinary people can also do it by chance. For example, some things that the owner usually likes very much, and they are played with for a long time, and are concerned by their will. It is not strange that a certain change will occur by chance.

Most of the things in front of Mo Wen are blessed by special forces, but some are just ordinary will blessings. Cutting those things on your body will have the effect of clearing your mind and concentrating your mind, but that's all.

"That's all, nothing else?" Although Mo Wen did not show it, the people in the living room, including Luo Yao, saw that Mo Wen's disappointment was coming. However, Luo Yao and Luo Yue were in a lot of relaxation at this moment. At least now, it seems that these people are not as bad as they imagined, right? Mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net
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