Chapter 339 Three Concessions

In Linbing City, in an ordinary hotel, Wu Yi sat cross-legged, with demons and monsters guarding him, and Taixu Qi surrounded him, not knowing what he was refining.

A quarter of an hour later, the Taixu Qi gradually dissipated, and a gray aura appeared in front of him, which was the Chaos Qi.

The original form of this Chaos Qi was Mo Wuya, whom countless people were looking for in the Chaotic Soul Sea. No one would have thought that he would be refined into a primordial Qi by Wu Yi.

Those who searched for Mo Wuya worked hard, but they were destined to be in vain because what they were looking for in the first place was nothingness.

Wu Yi finished his work, opened his eyes, and said slowly: "The fourteenth path." A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. There is still a long way to go to meet the Black Beetle's requirements, but Wu Yi firmly believes that one day, he will be able to refine it. completely.

Not long after, Wu Yi suddenly heard a sinister noise outside the door, and knew that it was Mo Yinhua asking for permission to enter. Otherwise, given his ability and intention to hide, he might not be able to find his traces.

With a wave of his sleeves, the door opened, and Mo Yinhua flashed in, with a proud look on his face. Wu Yi knew that the matter had been completed.

As expected, after meeting Wu Yi, Mo Yinhua said excitedly: "My subordinates have fulfilled their mission and have controlled everyone in the city lord's palace. Linbing City has changed hands."

"Well done." Wu Yi praised without hesitation.

Mo Yinhua took out a red sandalwood box from his robe and said, "This is the collection of the Lord of Linbing City, specially dedicated to the Lord."

After occupying Linbing City, Wu Yi was in a good mood and laughed and cursed: "What is it? It's mysterious. Don't make it mysterious." Mo Yinhua quickly said he didn't dare, but still insisted on letting Wu Yi open it and watch it by himself.

Wu Yi took the rosewood box and his eyes became deep, like a whirlpool. First, he used his Netherworld Eyes to see whether the things in the box were alive or dead. Don't panic and lose face.

Under the gaze of the Nether Dharma Eye, the inside of the box emits a blazing white light. The white light represents vitality and is usually a crystal or spirit shell containing spiritual energy. The puppet inlaid with the crystal as the source of power also looks white.

Wu Yi guessed what was inside, glanced at Mo Yinhua thoughtfully, and said, "You have your heart."

When he opened the box, he saw that there was another layer inside. It was a jade box, made of deep jadeite, to isolate the eyes and spiritual consciousness, or to prevent the contents inside from spilling out.

Opening a crack in the jade box, I saw that there were indeed soul fragments inside. They were all over a hundred years old, no more, no less, exactly four, which seemed to have a special meaning.

Wu Yi looked around him, threw the box to the demons and demons around him, and said, "The commander-in-chief gave you a gift, why don't you thank him quickly." The demons and demons followed his words, bowed to Mo Yinhua, and thanked him.

But Mo Yinhua was shocked, thinking that Wu Yi suspected him of embezzlement, so he used this to connect evil spirits, prostrated himself on the ground, held up a gold-plated copper ring key in his hand, and said: "Here is the key to Linbing City's treasury, please Lord, accept it.”

Wu Yi knew that Mo Yinhua might be thinking of something else, but he had no intention of explaining it. Even if he hit Mo Yinhua occasionally, he was born in the Tianyin Sect. His background was not lower than Wu Yi's, and he had a lot of thoughts behind it.

Jindan Zhenren basically has treasures from the cave, not to mention that Mo Yin came from the demon sect in the upper world and asked a craftsman to refine one or two stored treasures. Unless he is searched, or the five yin and six thieves are used Find out secretly, otherwise you wouldn't know how much Mo Yinhua took.

But Wu Yi always turned a blind eye to these things. He couldn't let the horses run without giving them grass. In that case, even if there was a contract, Mo Yinhua would one day end up with him. Wu Yi turned against him.

Ability is the first priority. As long as it can bring benefits, it doesn't matter if you take some of what you should get. The most fearful thing is the incompetent people who are useless and need Wu Yi to spend resources to support them. If they don't do things well, they will wipe their butts afterwards.

"Although we are the new masters of Linbing City, we are a bit shallow after all." Wu Yi did not take the key and said: "The demons and monsters need to return to the world of stone tablets to break through to the realm of ghost kings. I can't stay here for a long time. Everything is so troubled. The burden is on you, so you have to bear it."

Wu Yi took Mo Yinhua's hand, and the implication was obvious. This was giving Mo Yinhua the right to act independently, act according to the situation, and kill first and then report later.

Mo Yinhua's eyes filled with tears and said: "My lord is so kind to me, but I really don't know how to repay you. The treasury is so important that it cannot be ignored. I ask your lord to take control of this thing."

Wu Yi put on an angry face and said: "Take it as long as you are told."

Mo Yinhua still refused and played a three-way game with Wu Yi. Wu Yi had already made up his mind and decided to let Mo Yinhua hold it.

Finally, Mo Yinhua bowed to Wu Yi and left before leaving. Wu Yi stood up and watched him go away, giving him face.

Mo Yinhua successfully improved his status through his efforts.

In a game between king and minister, whether it is Wu Yi or Mo Yinhua, their inner thoughts may not be as humble as they appear on the outside.

Mo Yin made three concessions, maybe because he was worried that Wu Yi wanted to test his ambitions. If he exposed his ambitions in front of Wu Yi, wouldn't this be courting death?

Wu Yi forced Mo Yinhua to take charge of Linbing City several times, not because there was no one available to him, but because he wanted clear rewards and punishments.

The most important thing is that if a rift arises between the newcomers and Mo Yinhua, the already small team will fall into fierce internal fighting. This trend has already been seen between Green Bamboo King and Mo Yinhua before. Of course Wu Yi would not admit that he deliberately condoned it.

In short, Mo Yinhua is the best candidate, no doubt about it. Wu Yi needs a stable Linbing City to provide him with soul coins, cultivate ghosts, expand his power, and finally realize his ambition to occupy the Mingyue Realm. What's wrong with delegating power for this? It's just a means to mobilize the enthusiasm of his subordinates. The ultimate beneficiary is still Wu Yi.

"But, you also need to have an eye to watch. If you raise a dog into a wolf, it will be more trouble than gain." Wu Yi murmured softly, the candlelight behind him was dim, swaying from time to time with the breeze, extremely cold, and the black shadows spread out, but they were the blood demons controlled by the heart demon body.

In the northwest corner of the Mingyue Realm, there is a solitary cliff, but you can see the pine paths, fragrant grass, fairy trees and spiritual medicines everywhere, shining in front of your eyes, what a fairyland on earth.

This place is the place where the Youming Lingpo, one of the six saints of the human race, lives, called Zixu Peak. In addition to the way of calculation, this saint also likes the method of herbal medicine.

At the foot of the mountain, there are tall buildings, pavilions, and eaves, which are connected into a piece, very ethereal.

At this time, a spiritual light fell and came here. Who else could it be but Yun Shifeng?

What did she come here for?

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