With the help of Ye Qinghong, Fang Luoyou, and Niu Deng, Mo Bei's business is getting better and better, and the supply of crab meat is in short supply and he makes a lot of money.

It was not until the sky gradually became late and the coolness gradually rose, and Ye Qinghong, who was tired, said goodbye and left.

"Eighty-one.82..." Long Haotian opened his crotch and sat on the ground, happily lit the spirit beads: "Ninety-five...one hundred and seventy-eight..."

"One Hundred and Ninety Two!"

Long Haotian was so excited that he blushed and shouted in surprise: "Boss, boss! We're rich! I've really made a fortune! I sold crab meat tonight and actually earned two spirit stones!"

"Hahahaha," Long Haotian laughed loudly, "This is more than I do two or three months of tasks, and I earn more!"

Mo Bei nodded, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was calm, as if everything was as expected.

Mo Bei thought to himself: There are indeed a lot of these spirit stones that I earn in time. If I practice alone, one spirit stone is enough for me to practice for a few days, but if I want to buy swordsmanship in the future, it will not be enough.

"Well, you still have to keep working hard and earn more spirit stones!"

"Oh...it's just a pity."

Mo Bei sighed in his heart: "I have been killing iron-armored crabs these days, and it seems that iron-armored crabs are becoming more and more difficult to find. I could see them a few days ago, and I could kill seventeen or eighteen every day in the first few days, but later, there were only fifteen or sixteen every day, eleven or two..."

Mo Bei said nothing, lowered his head and thought, his eyes flashed, and thoughts kept popping up in his mind:

No, you have to think of a way.

...

Early in the morning of the fifth day.

Mo Bei and Long Haotian entered the demon island as always.

On this day, Mo Bei and the other two came out very late; until the sunset had completely set and the entire demon island was shrouded in darkness, Mo Bei and Long Haotian slowly walked from the dense forest to the beach.

Strangely, behind Long Haotian was not as excited as before, dragging a bunch of iron-armored crabs with excitement behind him.

Long Haotian was depressed and followed Mo Bei weakly with his head down. Behind him, six or seven iron-armored crabs were dragging him, which looked very pitiful.

"Brother, we are not lucky today." Long Haotian curled his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Those big crabs seem to have learned their skills. After taking a walk around today, we only found a few."

Mo Bei looked as usual and shook his head and said, "It's not that the iron-armored crab has learned the essence, but that we have killed too fiercely these days, and the number of iron-armored crabs has dropped sharply."

"What should I do?" Long Haotian looked worried: "I still thought about saving enough spirit stones to buy sword techniques. Without iron-armored crabs, there would be no source of the spirit stones. What should I do?"

"Let me think." Mo Bei frowned slightly, walked forward with his own eyes, no longer paying attention to Long Haotian.

The two of them walked onto the flying boat in silence.

The white-clothed deacon on the flying boat looked at Mo Bei and the others habitually, his eyes swept over the iron-armored crab behind him, and said with a smile: "Isn't the receipt today good?"

Mo Bei smiled slightly, hugged his hands and bowed to the white-clothed deacon, and then he curled his lips: "Yes, senior brother. These days, iron-armored crabs seem to be getting fewer and fewer."

"Of course." The white-clothed deacon slowly soared into the air while driving the flying boat, carrying everyone in the void. He nodded and responded casually for a few words, then took out a small wine gourd with a red ribbon tied from his sleeve, raised his head and slapped a few times.

The white-clothed deacon smacked his lips with unsatisfactory intentions, then put away the wine gourd and said, "The iron-armored crab is a monster, very spiritual."

"A few days ago, you arrived at Muli every day. The iron-armored crab had been killed by you. What would the remaining iron-armored crabs think?"

"The remaining iron-armored crabs naturally saw that the situation was not good and ran away."

"Do you think they are fools, just wait for you to kill?"

Mo Beishen nodded with it: "What my senior brother said is very true, but my junior brother was negligent and did not consider it thoroughly."

Long Haotian poked his head out and glanced at the white-clothed deacon: "What do you think we should do?"

The white-clothed deacon shook his head with a smile, and did not take the conversation anymore. He took out the wine gourd and drank a few more mouthfuls. Long Haotian sniffed and retracted his neck in disappointment.

This scene fell in Mo Bei's eyes.

The latter's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at the wine gourd in the hands of the deacon in his white clothes intentionally or unintentionally. A trace of splendor suddenly emanated from his eyes, as if he had an idea.

Along the way, everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

Mo Bei and the others returned to the Desert Mountain in a disgrace.

Mo Bei did not rush back, but took Long Haotian around the market and finally entered a shop called Yilingge.

The store is not big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs.

On the ring-shaped wooden frame, there are a wide variety of treasures and treasures.

"Brother, why are you bringing me here?" Long Haotian looked around curiously, his eyes scanning the treasures on the shelf behind the counter, muttering to himself: "Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, bone refining pills, first-level magic weapon death rings... Tsk tsk, they are all good treasures."

"Hey! There is actually the demon tail of the two-level monster, the three-legged lizard demon!"

However, after Long Haotian's eyes fell on the price tag on the small wooden sign, he was so scared that he quickly retracted his neck and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, forty-five spirit stones, it's just a snatch!"

Mo Bei was not impatient in front of the wooden frame embedded on the wall, holding his hands behind his back, and slowly paved, looking at various materials slightly.

A female waiter greeted her with a smile on her face: "Fellow Taoist, what materials do you need? I have everything in the store, such as the Feng Shui wheel of the first-level magic weapon, which is very suitable for you now."

"There is also the century-old Ganoderma lucidum. After taking it, it can improve your cultivation a lot! The true energy will also become more intense!"

The waiter tirelessly introduced to Mo Bei:

"besides……"

Mo Bei waved his hand, interrupted him, pointed to a crystal clear green jade pot and asked, "How to sell this wine?"

The waitress's eyes lit up: "Fellow Taoist is really wise and has a torch. This is the best aged wine in the jade wine shop!

This wine is called Yuhuchun. It is made from the snake gall of the third-level monster, Green Bamboo Snake, and other 16 flavors of fairy grasses that have been brewed in three years, including saffron, white rainbow grass, maple leaves, red pearl fruit, Xuanyang grass, and Tianspider grass.

After this wine is brewed, it must be buried under the spiritual veins of the earth and absorb the purple yang energy for three years. Only then can it become wine. It will be the best effect for practitioners, especially those like you!”

"To be honest," the waiter moistened his throat: "This pot of spiritual wine is the last pot in our store."

"How many spirit beads?" the waitress replied with a smile: "A spirit stone!"

After saying that, she picked up the wine pot, opened the lid, and let Luo Li smell it!

Mo Bei sniffed. A faint fragrance of wine floated out of the jade pot, and he felt that the pores in his body stretched out and his whole body was calm.

Mo Bei thought to himself: The spiritual wine is really good, the spirituality contained in the fragrance of the wine is really rich! A piece of spiritual stone is not expensive.

Long Haotian was shocked, widened his eyes and pulled Mo Bei's sleeves, and whispered: "Boss, a spirit stone!! Why are we buying this wine? It's too extravagant, it's simply too extravagant!"

Mo Bei was unmoved and paid the bill decisively, put the Lingjiu wine pot into his sleeve, pulled Long Haotian and turned his head away from the Yiling Pavilion, and walked back.

Along the way, Long Haotian kept muttering and repeated a sentence, buzzing like a mosquito.

His facial features were squeezing together. Although Mo Bei was simmering his own spirit stone, Long Haotian felt as if he had cut off a piece of meat from him.

“Too extravagant…”

"Oh my mother, my little heart..."

"Boss is really..."

Mo Bei took out a bun and blocked his mouth hard.

"Tomorrow, you will know what the use of this spiritual wine is."

Early the next morning, it was dawn.

Mo Bei and the others came to the market again where the flying boats were docked and boarded the flying boats to the demon island.

Mo Bei looked up and saw that there were already dozens of people on the flying boat, in groups of three or five, gathering together to chat.

Just as the flying boat was about to fly.

"Slow down!"

"Wait for us!"

Several sounds sounded one after another under the flying boat.

Long Haotian looked closely and saw several figures rushing up and boarding the flying boat.

His eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness.

"Ji Laoba? Why are they here?" Long Haotian gritted his teeth, with a hint of coldness in his voice.

Ji Laoba led eight disciples of the Ji family to stand on the edge of the flying boat, slowly glanced at the crowd, and the moment when they landed on Long Haotian and Mo Bei. A trace of hatred flashed through his eyes, and his nostrils vented heavily: "Hmph!"

"Brothers, do you think we can catch a few iron-armored crabs today?" Ji Laoba looked up at the sky, looked at the children of the Ji family and spoke loudly. The voice was neither too loud nor too small, and it happened to fall into the ears of Mo Bei and the others.

"Ha ha."

The children of the Ji family laughed out loud: "Brother, we spent a spirit stone to buy a special medicine to deal with the iron-armored crab!"

A scar disciple smiled and said, "Today I will definitely have a great harvest!"

Another disciple with a sallow complexion nodded and smiled flatteringly: "Yes, yes, that's right."
Chapter completed!