I Practice Falsehood in the Magic Gate and Become Reality, the Fairy Helps Me Practice

At the end of the season, he traveled through the world of immortality and seized the possession of one of the four demon sects, a pawn shop owner in Chusheng Zongfang City. In this weird demon sect, no one cares about cultivation or morality, only spiritual stones! Killing a fellow sect member, stabbing a teacher in the back, betraying a brother? After paying the spiritual stone fine, it will be written off in one stroke. But if you dare not pay back the money you owe, it will be easy to refining your soul! On this day, a demon girl wearing a dark purple sexy slit dress with a sexy and graceful figure came to the door and brought a bottle of useless bone-tempering pill that had lost all its efficacy. She tried to use charm to get Ji Mo to buy the best bone-tempering pill. Just when he sees through the other party at the end of the season and is about to refuse, he binds the fake to real system. As long as the client wants to trade, he can turn a furnace of useless elixirs into top-quality elixirs, fake magic weapons into immortal weapons, and residual exercises into a complete immortal book. Thinking of this, at the end of the season, he bought it and turned a batch of waste elixirs into the most perfect bone-tempering elixir. He earned thousands of spirit stones, and at the same time, he used the witch as his purchasing channel. Since then, the style of Ji's pawn shop has completely changed. The cold and beautiful iceberg alchemist, who was in huge debt due to a furnace explosion, was desperate and promised to stay and guide his practice as long as he accepted the waste elixir. The righteous saint and fairy was hunted down, all her magic weapons were destroyed, she was penniless, and she used her life treasure to pay off her debts. Endless years later, the two factions, good and evil, discovered that all the cold fairies, beautiful witches, and charming seductresses in the entire world of immortality owed a debt of gratitude to Ji Mo. As for the end of the season, lying on a cloud couch made of top-quality spiritual stones, looking at the fairies, he said helplessly. "I, Mr. Ji, are pure and pure, but the world has misunderstood me!"