Mo Bei saw their abnormality and frowned and asked, "Who is Luo Xinghen?"

The little mouse blinked his eyes and came over to cleverly and said, "Boss, Luo Xinghen is an old disciple of the past! He is a genius who can be named in the entire inner sect of Taixu Sect!"

"In the last time in the Taixu Sect inner qi refining disciple competition, he entered the top 100!"

"And," said the little mouse's voice became serious: "I heard recently that Luo Xinghen's strength has reached the great perfection of Qi Refining Stage and is about to enter the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

Seeing everyone changing colors one after another, Ji Wuming showed a sarcastic look and sneered: "This is Luo Xinghen's sword, I'll give it to you, do you dare to do it either!"

Long Haotian's eyes showed a hint of hesitation and his movements stopped. He subconsciously glanced at Mo Bei, but saw that the latter's face was always the same, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was deaf about everyone's words about Luo Xinghen.

Long Haotian felt relieved and laughed: "Yes, of course I want it! I don't care whose sword he is. Anyway, this is what you owe my boss!"

As he said that, Long Haotian grabbed the hilt of the sword and snatched the sword out of Ji Wuming's hand.

"Hmph!" Long Haotian shaved Ji Wuming hard with his eyes, and couldn't help but touch the magic sword in his hand, feeling the warm and cold feeling coming from the sword body, and was in a good mood:

"Hey, this sword is not worth 18,000 spirit stones," Long Haotian said with a good reputation after getting the advantage, and said with a smile: "But who made my boss kind-hearted, I won't make things difficult for you! You can compensate for the losses from Zuixiang Pavilion, offset the remaining spirit stones owed to my boss, and you can leave!"

"You!" Ji Wuming's face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.

"Haha, what are you?" Long Haotian said without hesitation: "You did this to find fault by yourself, and you took the initiative to make a bet. Stop talking nonsense, get out of here quickly. Could it be that you still want my boss to send you off?"

"Okay, okay." Ji Wuming looked at the mocking and contemptuous gazes around him. He looked at the Qiu Shui and Changtian in Long Haotian's hand again. He was so distressed that he kept twitching. He immediately snorted heavily, and said no more. With Ji Wubing, who was so scared that his face was pale and embarrassed, he hid beside him and did not dare to speak. He turned around and left.

After Ji Wuming left, the entire second floor of Zuixiang Pavilion suddenly exploded.

All the little brothers were extremely excited and shouted at the top of their voices: "The boss is mighty! The magical sword is the world, and the world is invincible!"

Even the spectator disciples next to him looked at Mo Bei with a hint of awe and admiration.

Worship!

Long Haotian ran over with a slight roar. He handed Qiu Shui and Changtian to Mo Bei, scratched his head and smiled: "Boss, this is your magic sword!"

The little mouse took the opportunity to come up and flattered, "Boss, you are so amazing! He actually beat Ji Wuming so hard that he pissed on the outer sword technique!"

Before he finished speaking, Long Haotian slapped his bald head again, raised his thumb and said proudly: "Isn't this fucking nonsense? Of course, the boss is amazing, so he doesn't even look at who it is!"

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed and the atmosphere suddenly became lively.

Mo Bei looked at the little mouse with aggrieved belly and rubbed his bald head, and couldn't help laughing. He took Qiu Shui and Changtian together. He put his right palm on the sword body and slowly stroked it.

Cold murderous intent immediately came from the sword body, captivating. Even Mo Bei couldn't help but feel a stern in his heart and sighed inwardly: "Good sword! Great sword!"

"This autumn water is the same color as the sky. I'm afraid it's the peak of the second-level divine sword, which is no match for my Beichen Tiangang Sword!"

"Today, I really found the treasure!"

Thinking of this, Mo Bei immediately took out the spirit stone bag that he had bet from Ji Wuming. His spiritual sense swept the spirit stone bag, and a faint light flashed across it, and a pile of spirit stones suddenly fell into Long Haotian's hands.

"Haotian is for you." Mo Bei smiled faintly.

Long Haotian was not polite, so he put it away carelessly, grinned and said, "Thank you, boss!"

As he said that, Long Haotian turned around and shouted to the younger brothers at the top of his voice: "Today, the boss will reward a thousand spirit stones. Brothers will give me food and drink hard! Remember, follow the boss in the future and have meat and wine!"

"Thank you, boss!" Everyone shouted excitedly.

Only Fang Luoyou stood with a smile on the side, without saying a word, it seemed that he had nothing to say.

Mo Bei patted Fang Luoyou on the shoulder and said half-smile: "What's wrong with Luoyou? Are you worried about it?"

Fang Luoyou shook his head and said, "I am thinking of your master, Luo Xinghen?"

"Oh?" Mo Bei waved his hand and said, "He is very strong? It makes you so anxious? No matter how uneasy, soldiers come and generals come and protect them, and water comes and soil comes and cover them."

Fang Luoyou laughed out loud and said, "I am not considering this issue. But Luo Xinghen's other identity."

"What is the identity?" Mo Bei looked at him curiously.

Fang Luoyou took a sip of wine and reminded with a faint smile: "Do you still think what I told you at the beginning is about Ye Qingshuang?"

Mo Bei recalled for a moment and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "You mean?"

"That's right." Fang Luoyou nodded: "The other identity of this Luo Xinghen is Ye Qingshuang's childhood sweetheart and fiancé."

As he said that, Fang Luoyou looked at Mo Bei solemnly and said seriously: "What are you going to do?"

Mo Bei didn't say anything, lowered his head and was silent for a moment, his eyes flashing brightly and darkly.

Suddenly, he raised his head again, picked up the wine jar and drank it all, and the confusing wine slid down from his cheeks and the corners of his mouth.

However, the eyes in Mo Bei's eyes did not become hazy, but instead flashed with a hint of splendor. His entire aura suddenly rose, like a wave, fierce and surging.

With a "boom", he slapped the wine jar on the table. The wine in the jar shook out and poured it out freely. A sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It's a bit interesting!"

...

night.

After saying goodbye to Long Haotian and others, he returned to Mo Bei in his Aolong Peak Cave, and was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed.

The rich spiritual energy around him gathered into substance, rolling in the void, lingering around Mobei, constantly penetrated through his skin and penetrated into his internal organs.

But Mo Bei widened his eyes, his clear eyes fell on the autumn water floating in the void, a hint of satisfaction appeared in his eyes, and he said to himself:

"I have gained a lot today. I have earned 2,000 spirit stones and this second-level divine sword. Now I have a total of 5,000 spirit stones on my body, plus two divine swords!"

"I listened to Luo You and Haotian's words today," Mo Bei pondered for a moment and said, "It seems that it is unlikely that I will get out of this Taixu Sect before I reach the foundation-building stage!"

"Well, since that's the case, I'll settle down here for the time being. I'll also study the sword spirit well, and when I improve my strength, I reach the foundation-building stage, and then I'll have more confidence in exploring the world of immortal cultivation!"

After making up his mind, Mo Bei's heart calmed down for a while, his eyes wandered around the autumn water and the sky. His thoughts suddenly moved and he reached out to grab the void.

The autumn water and the sky are the same color, and it suddenly turns into a white flowing shadow and falls into the palm of his hand.

In the exquisite sword patterns carved on the sword, there are constant flashes of dazzling lights. These dazzling lights seem to have spirituality and gather into tiny light snakes, spreading up along the sword body from time to time, lingering in Mo Bei's fingers, dazzling, but playful and cute.

"First refine the autumn water and the sky together!" Mo Bei closed his eyes and placed his sword body horizontally on his knees, put his ten fingers together, and placed them flat on the sword body.

Countless flowing shadows continued to spread out from their fingertips and penetrated into the sword body.

The entire autumn water and the sky were the same color, and the sword body began to tremble continuously, making a buzzing sound. If the sword was refined by Mo Bei, the terrifying power contained in the sword body would almost break free.

The small and tiny little light snakes were radiating wildly and began to become crazy, constantly rushing around Mo Bei, drilling in and out of his nostrils, ears, seven or six holes.

Half an hour later—

The autumn water and the sky are the same color, slowly turning into a white flowing shadow, becoming illusory, circling in the void for two circles, sank into Mo Bei's eyebrows.

The latter's eyes suddenly widened, and he showed an excited look: "It's successful!"

"Drink!" Mo Bei casually opened his mouth and a ball of white light flashed out from his throat. A divine sword suddenly spewed out! It turned into an arrow and flowed, circling in the void unscrupulously.
Chapter completed!