Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

The magnificent, radiant flying boat is slowly moving in the air.

Under the lingering clouds, it looks like a fairy sailing a boat. A breeze blows by, and the decorative pendants on the Jinling boat jingle, crisp and melodious.

The disciples all exclaimed, "Our sect has developed!"

The place Mo Yu is going this time is the capital of Xuantian Kingdom.

Qiao Mu is a member of the royal family of Xuantian Kingdom, and his father runs some shops in the imperial capital, including an auction house.

Sitting at the table, Mo Yu took out the cloth bag given by the master and poured out the contents.

Swords, guns, sticks and some weapons, as well as defensive instruments, all fell on the table.

The other disciples all came over to watch.

"This is the Broken Dream Whip! The Star Fire Sect's special magic weapon, when the whip is pulled down, the one that is drawn is the soul, life is better than death, and it is a mysterious spiritual weapon!"

"I also recognize this one. The Frenzied War Saber of the Xuanyin Palace is a magical weapon with extremely strong combat power, and it is also a mysterious-rank spiritual weapon. Only the inner disciples who are valued are equipped with this knife. Young master, you these things Where did it come from?"

"Huh? The body-protecting weapon of the Asuka Sect?"

A disciple held a palm-sized tortoise-shell-shaped instrument and played with it in the palm of his hand.

The whole body of the turtle shell is dark green, with floating lights and some mysterious patterns engraved on it.

"The Baguio Armor is definitely a magic weapon that the elders of the Bird Sect and the direct disciples of the Sect Master will carry around with them. It is used for self-defense. It works very well. I saw it by chance when I went out to practice, and I was shocked. It's just a pity. , the rest of us can't use it, the Baguio armor can only be used by people who practice special skills, and it can exert [-]% of the effect, in our hands, it is not as comfortable as a brick."

The disciples were shocked.

"Little uncle, where did you get all this?"

"It was hard to get it."

Mo Yu picked up a knife and wiped it lightly.

She casually treats these things as tatters, and separates them according to their uses.

"Don't be dumbfounded. Sit down, whoever knows which magic weapon, simply write down the purpose, effect and name, make a label and stick it on it, and sell it later."

She said this lightly.

Take it out and sell it...

The disciples who knew these things were stunned.

The disciple's hand holding the Baguio armor trembled a little.

"Uncle, this Baguio armor is held like a treasure by the disciples of the Bird Sect. They are only willing to take it out and use it at the most critical moment, and carefully take it back after use. This... you Snatched? Do you still want to sell it?"

This is outrageous too!

These sects are fourth-rank sects.

When they met these sect disciples before, they had to look up to them.

Seeing them take out these weird and mysterious high-level magic weapons, they can only cast envious eyes.

But now, these existences that they can only look up to are piled up on the table in a big pile, looking like tatters, who can stand it?

Mo Yu raised his head, somewhat puzzled, "What? You want to stay and use it yourself? That's not good, these magic weapons are exclusively for the disciples of other sects. If you want weapons, wait until you get to the Chance Building Come on, there are secret realms everywhere."

She is very familiar with the ninth floor, and she can draw a map for the disciples when the time comes, just like visiting her own back garden.

The disciples quickly waved their hands, "No, no, we can't handle this stuff ourselves."

"Just to make sure... I still feel like I'm dreaming. Is our sect really a second rank?"

"This is something that can only happen in my dreams!"

"I've been praying that I will never become a sixth-rank sect again this time. Shuiyunzong and Xuanyin Temple have treated us like this before. If we become a sixth-rank sect, we will be finished."

"Yeah... Fortunately, until now, these two sect disciples have not done anything to us, they must be afraid of us."

Seeing how excited they were, Mo Yu couldn't bear to tell them that the sect had offended all the fourth rank sects.

Two hours later, the Jinling boat stopped above Xuantian Kingdom's imperial capital.

The appearance of such a luxurious and magnificent Jinling boat shocked the people in the city instantly.

"The fairy is coming!"

"Welcome to the fairy!"

For a time, the bustling streets were full of people kneeling and kowtowing.

The emperor and his ministers also came out to watch.

Amidst the tumbling clouds, a magnificent palace-like flying boat suddenly appeared above their heads.

Those who can possess such a magic weapon must be extremely powerful sects.

The emperor was wearing a dragon robe with his hands behind his back and looked up.

The minister on the side looked solemn, "Your Majesty, this... I don't know which sect is visiting?"

The emperor said in a low voice, "Mu'er has received news in the past few days that Tuoyue Sect has just been recognized as a new second-rank sect."

In an instant, the ministers who heard these words exploded.

"A second-rank sect? It has been tens of thousands of years since there has been no second-rank sect."

"Isn't this Tuoyuezong a fifth-rank sect before? How come it's so fast!"

"Then... the prince has become a disciple of the second-rank sect? Let's..."

Speaking of this, the minister lowered his voice, "Should we be grouped into a second-rank sect? This is a great thing!"

The second-rank sect means that there are countless cultivation resources.

The sect should not only consider the disciples, but also assist them in the development of the countries and forces that joined the sect.

Of course, the second-rank sect will definitely not be short of money, and they are also very relieved.

The flying boat stopped high in the sky, and Mo Yu summoned the Soul Eater Sword to go down.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but stop him, "Little Martial Uncle, isn't this a bit high-profile?"

Mo Yu glanced at him, "Why should I summon it if it's not high-profile?"

Qiao Mu, "..." It makes sense.

"We are already a second-rank sect, you all have to stand up for me, and you have to look like a second-rank sect. It just so happens that you guys who are on the boat are here, come down to support your senior brothers."

Mo Yu stood on the Soul Eater Sword, in a high position, with a solemn face.

In just an instant, her temperament completely changed, and the aura on her body was thick and steady, which seemed to have increased the accumulation of time and years.

There was no extra expression on her face, and there was a bit of profound and noble atmosphere between her brows.

It was as if they saw the arrival of a peerless powerhouse, walking along the traces of time.

The disciples admired her very much, their backs were straight, and they followed her stepping on their weapons.

Qiao Mu's handsome face flushed a little, he clenched his fists excitedly, and his body trembled slightly.

A strong man like my junior uncle is what he pursues all his life!

Mo Yu led all his disciples to stand in the sky with their swords.

A group of disciples behind him lined up in a neat line.

The coercion carried by the mighty team of strong men is like a mountain that is slowly falling down, making the people in the city and the royal family feel awed, and they can't help but hang their heads.