Common Prosperity 2

"Of course it is." The cultivators of the Eastern Region hurriedly cupped their hands.

Just kidding, the elders of Tiandao have said so much, if they don't have eyes for disobedience, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?

With a sullen face, Qiao Mu nodded reluctantly, "Then what I ask you to do from now on, don't be pushy."

"yes."

"yes!"

Master Qiaoqiao turned his head to look at the other three regions, "I will go back to the Eastern Region first, you go back and wait for news."

What news are you waiting for?

Everyone doesn't understand.

In this line of sacred palace experience, three of the four masters were destroyed, and the last remaining one became disabled, and the position of master was revoked by Tiandao.

Qiao Mu's trip didn't yield much.

The biggest beneficiary is Mo Xiao, the first person on the luck list.

This guy made a lot of money in a muffled voice. He found a blood sword in the middle hall, and took the Wuhua Saint Cloth in the main hall.

The funniest thing is that when he was sitting in a pile of boxes and unpacking gift boxes, he had already taken a lot of things before he found the Wuhua Saint Cloth.

Mo Baobao put all these into his inner world, and was quite happy at first, but his father lost him, and Baobao felt a little aggrieved.

Qiao Mu moved and moved, moved to his son, raised his hand, hugged him and coaxed him in a low voice, "Xiaotuanzi, let's hit daddy together later, to vent your anger on you."

"Mother, but didn't you say before that you can't beat your father?"

Qiao Mu thought for a while, then nodded, "Yes, indeed. But this time, Dad didn't do it right. Hitting him is to make him remember."

Mo Baobao shook his little head, "Forget it, Daddy is too old to be wise, and he won't have a memory."

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With a strange expression on her face, the little girl turned her head and looked at her husband.

The son knew his father quite well.

"It's a pity that I don't have a wife." Xiaotuanzi looked up at the sky sadly.

Mo Lian: ...

"Two against one, I have no chance of winning."

Peach Blossom God Venerable "puchi" was happy, stretched out his hand to pinch the little guy's baby fat face, "Go back and find one for you."

"Forget it." Xiaotuanzi looked up at the sky silently with a look of lovelessness on his face, "Daughter-in-law is hard to come by. Some people have a daughter-in-law at birth, and some people never have a daughter-in-law in their whole life." A daughter-in-law. Everything is fate, I'd better obey the fate."

Everyone: ...

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The style of painting is inexplicably crooked.

On the second day after everyone returned to the sanctuary, Qiao Mu ordered someone to post a notice, and recruited more than a dozen free strong laborers.

Among them are the men with big bellies who volunteered, He Weiping and Zhang Jing.

"Reclaim wasteland?" Everyone asked with puzzled faces, "But how to reclaim this vast white mist."

"Wait until I suck the white mist away and look at the features of the landform."

Lord Qiaoqiao took out the Heart of Misfortune and tossed it lightly into the air.

I saw the vast white mist from all directions quickly gathering towards this place, and it really covered the sky and covered the earth, surging and sweeping in unison.

Qiao Mu blinked, turned back and said to Zhang Jing and the others, "Okay, let it suck for a few days, and then we'll come and have a look."

If this sanctuary can develop and become rich together, these sanctuary cultivators don't have to be so hard, Qiao Mu thought.

These people have lived such a bear life for so many years, it is really impossible to watch.

Every super-god cultivator lived worse than ordinary civilians in the lower star field, and they struggled to eat every day. It was too miserable.

Looking at the hot eyes.

I really don't want to see so many stupid people...