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Chapter 74 If there are not enough spirit stones, I can only borrow them!

Chapter 74

"Sword Explosion Technique!" Mo Bei widened his eyes, so excited that he couldn't help himself, and blurted out: "I didn't expect that the thirteen sword intents could produce a brand new sword technique!"

"The combination of thirteen sword intents has evolved into a brand new sword technique - sword explosion technique!"

With a slight deduction, Mo Bei realized the sword intent contained in the sword explosion technique.

This is a combination of sword intent! It is far beyond the union of the Thirteen Sword Intent and is powerful to the limit!

As long as you draw a sword, within ten feet of the enemy will be in no way alive!

This sword contains endless power!

The sword is so fast! An instant explosion.

Although time is short, it is powerful to draw the sword!

The sword is fast and powerful!

With its overwhelming power and irresistible power, kill powerful enemies!

You can kill people above the level, and you are so powerful that you can reach the limit!

His heart was beating wildly and he thought to himself:

Unexpectedly, I didn’t expect that Ye Shenyi was really a talented genius. In this travelogue, there was also swordsmanship!

"Ye Shenyi's sword explosion technique was created by him!"

"I understand. The last sentence in the book is given to someone with destiny. It turns out that's what it means!"

Mo Bei couldn't help but grin: "What a travelogue, this is clearly a sword technique left by Ye Shenyi on purpose!"

"Sword Explosion, Sword Explosion. Okay, since Ye Shenyi values ​​you so much, he deliberately hides you! Then I have to learn you even more, how can I miss you!"

Mo Bei made up his mind: "It just so happened that I have understood the two sword intents contained in the sword explosion technique, as well as the Guanri sword technique. So, from today on, I will first practice the remaining eleven sword techniques in order, and strive to practice this sword explosion technique as soon as possible!"

Suddenly, a stream of shadow flashed through the writing and then poured into Mo Bei's mind.

A voice immediately sounded in the latter's mind: "This sword is one of the nine gods that I created during the Qi Refining Period!

This sword is just a sword technique in the Qi Refining Period. After having the Taixu Sword Spirit, it loses its meaning. The weakest Taixu Sword Spirit can also surpass this sword. Therefore, I am not listed in the sect, and only those who are destined to be.

Remember not to spread the story, otherwise... the sky thunder thunder hits the top!"

At that moment, Mo Bei felt as if he had planted some mark in his mind. In the dark, it seemed to be connected with the energy of heaven and earth, making his whole body stiff involuntarily!

This cannot be rumored to be published is not a joke. Even if you write it in the notebook and pretend that you don’t know it is seen, it will be considered a violation of the contract and the world will be destroyed!

Mo Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly: "That Ye Shenyi, Ye Shenyi, I want to teach sword skills, but I still do such a mysterious and mysterious secret. Forget it, as long as I don't pass it on."

"Wait," Mo Bei thought again: "Since this travelogue records the sword explosion technique. Then, will the other books that can only be read by hundreds of spirit stones be written by Ye Shenyi? Will there be sword techniques recorded in it??"

Thinking of this possibility, Mo Beixin jumped wildly again.

When Mo Bei finished reading the book, it was already dusk.

He firmly remembered the thirteen sword techniques and the order of sword intent in his mind, then returned the book and quickly returned to the stone house.

Fang Luoyou and Long Haotian, after a day of cultivation, were sitting opposite each other in the open space outside the stone house and resting.

Seeing Mo Bei hurriedly walked back.

Long Haotian stood up, grinned and teased, "Boss, how did you gain today? The book that reads 150 spirit stones once must look better than playing with women, right?"

"Hmph," Mo Bei smiled unanimously and said mysteriously: "There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book."

"I decided to go and read a book tomorrow!"

Long Haotian's face immediately became bitter. He quickly took off the spirit stone bag on his waist and hid it in his sleeve. His head was shaking like a rattle, and said in a slight slight voice: "No more, boss... I have no more spirit stones."

Fang Luoyou smiled heartily and asked curiously: "Mo Bei, what exactly does it record in the books that read the 150 spirit stones once."

Mo Bei smiled and said, "I really benefited a lot from reading this book! But I can't say what specific gains I have!"

"If you want to know, wouldn't you know if you go and take a look?"

"I can guarantee that you will not regret it!" Mo Bei said confidently: "What is one hundred and fifty spirit stones? They must be worth it!"

"oh?"

Fang Luoyou became more and more curious: "What kind of book is it that makes you so praise it. One hundred and fifty spirit stones are worth it just to take a look?"

"Value! True value!"

Mo Beida nodded and said with great confidence.

Long Haotian also looked at Mo Bei with a gaze and asked anxiously: "What is it? Tell me I'm curious!"

"Haha." Mo Bei did not answer, but laughed to the sky: "You can only understand but not express it, but... If you want to become stronger, believe me, go with me to read a book early tomorrow morning!"

Long Haotian shook his head and said, "I won't go, I won't watch it. That's one hundred and fifty spirit stones!"

Mo Bei stared at him tightly, Long Haotian's face turned pale and said, "Brother, brother, don't scare me, I'm timid!"

Mo Bei said: "You have to go, you have to see, you have to, you have to, you have to!"

Seeing Mo Bei so serious, Long Haotian and Fang Luoyou had some insights. The two were completely curious and wanted to find out what the cost of 150 spirit stones was just a glimpse of what was recorded.

Fang Luoyou stared at Mo Bei seriously and carefully for a while, his eyes flashed, as if he had guessed something. Then he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Long Haotian looked at Fang Luoyou in surprise: "Lao Fang, where did you come from so many spirit stones!"

Fang Luoyou looked at Long Haotian with malicious intentions and hid the spirit stone bag, his bulging cuffs, pinched his chin and said with a smirk: "I don't, but do you have one?"

"No, no, no, not a single one!" Long Haotian felt guilty when he was staring at the two hungry wolves who were staring at the fat sheep. He covered his sleeves tightly, and he was so scared that he retreated repeatedly and almost cried.

"Haha," Fang Luoyou and Mo Bei looked at each other and laughed loudly.

Mo Bei laughed and shook his head and said, "I won't bully Haotian anymore. I have to read each book for 150 spirit stones. All three of us will go to read it. The spirit stones in Haotian must not be enough. I still have to think of a way to get some spirit stones first."

"Yes, yes, yes." Long Haotian nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "My spirit stone is definitely not enough..."

Fang Luoyou held his chin and thought for a moment, his brows frowned slightly: "If it were before, those hundreds of spirit stones were nothing to me. But..."

He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Now I have started practicing alone by myself. The family has cut off all the sources of my spirit stones. Hundreds of spirit stones... What a huge sum of money!"

"Why don't we go and borrow it?" Fang Luoyou suddenly changed the topic!

"Borrow?" Long Haotian twitched his lips and looked at Mo Bei weakly: "Boss... Who can have hundreds of spirit stones in the entire Penglai Peninsula? He said that he might not lend it to us?"

"No," Fang Luoyou suddenly interrupted, his eyes flashed, and a wicked smile appeared: "It may not be, I have an idea..."

...

Northern Snow Plain.

"Wow, Brother Luoyou, why did you suddenly come to find someone? You haven't come to find someone for so long. They have only practiced these days, so they are so boring!"

The girl wearing a snow-colored robe, wearing three thousand black hairs, scattered on her shoulders, and had a pair of smart and big eyes, pouted her lips and hugged the red doll, jumped over.

Holding Fang Luoyou's arm in one hand, a trace of dissatisfaction flowed through his agile eyes, a sweet voice, as sweet as if he was given a candy, his heart melted.

Chen Qingzhu looked at Mo Bei and Long Haotian standing not far away. Her cherry mouth bent slightly in a beautiful curve and she shouted sweetly: "Brother Mo Bei, Brother Haotian."

Mo Bei nodded and smiled at him.

Long Haotian widened his eyes and swallowed his saliva hard, secretly praising him in his heart: Be good, what a damn smart little beauty, I love you so much.

After listening to Chen Qingzhu's words, Long Haotian was slightly dissatisfied: "Hey, Miss Chen Qingzhu. Why do you call me the eldest brother and I am the younger brother? I am the older brother. I am the older than you."

Chen Qingzhu smiled sweetly, and a hint of cunning flowed through her agile eyes: "But your cultivation is not as high as mine."

This sentence almost choked Long Haotian to death, and he was so blocked that he coughed.

Fang Luoyou smiled slightly and said gently: "Qingzhu, it is because I haven't seen you for a long time that I came to play with you."

"Brother Fang lied to me, Humph, I came to find Qingzhu even though I had something to do."

Chen Qingzhu curled his lips, bulged his cheeks, stopped going over his head, and said, "Qingzhu won't play with you anymore."

"Haha, it turns out that nothing can be hidden from Xiao Qingzhu." Fang Luoyou was not embarrassed and smiled heartily: "I want to ask if you can borrow some spirit stones, okay?"

"Okay, OK,"

Chen Qingzhu's big eyes turned, and a cunning appeared: Humph, Brother Fang Luoyou also came to borrow the spirit stone from me. It seems that he is really embarrassed. This favor is so good that he owes him.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingzhu, who is a ghost spirit, bites his little tongue, and stares at Fang Luoyou with clear big eyes, looking innocent: "Of course it's okay to lend it to Brother Fang. But, people also lack spiritual stones in their cultivation..."

"Little girl," Fang Luoyou immediately heard the meaning of this and smiled and said, "Okay, even if I ask you for a loan, it's okay to calculate interest?"

"whee!"

Chen Qingzhu's agile eyes immediately turned into Yueya, and the smile on his face became more and more blooming. While taking out the pink and extremely cute spirit stone bag, he counted: "How much does Brother Fang want to borrow? Just speak. Who made the kind Qingzhu so willing to help others?"

Fang Luoyou smiled lightly and said gently and lightly: "Two thousand spirit stones."

"Bit!"

The spirit stone bag suddenly fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!
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