"Mo Fei, stop!"

As the sun set, Mo Fei was walking on the tree-lined path, and suddenly a shout came from behind him.

He turned around suddenly, feeling that the voice was a little familiar, "Yo, it turned out to be you, is your skin itchy again, and you want me to help you loosen your skin?"

"Wait, I'm not here to fight with you this time. Seeing this Senior Brother Mo walking towards him, Ba Haobo took a few steps back and shouted loudly, but this voice was obviously lacking in qi.

"Bang!"

The scabbard in Mo Fei's hand kissed his head fiercely, Ba Haobo's hand just raised halfway, and hurriedly touched his head, but this time it was still half a beat slower, and the scabbard hit his head from another angle.

"Bang, bang, bang!" "Oops......"

The long sword in Mo Fei's hand turned into a virtual shadow, and Ba Haobo's screams never stopped, one after another.

Ba Haobo's hands waved wildly for a while, panting and stopped, he cautiously raised his head, the face that was still passable had swelled into a pig's head.

Mo Fei had already put away his sword and stood up, glancing at the pig's head, "If you dare to appear in front of me again in the future, I will fight once I see it-don't get out of here!"

"Yes, yes......"

Ba Haobo ran a few steps, remembered his task, quickly paused, turned around, "Wait." ”

"Huh?" Mo Fei turned around again, his face visibly displeased.

"Senior Brother Wu Song wants you to gamble in three days, and the bet is your Yin Zhu and his Red Fire Essence...... By the way, he gives you a hand. ”

"Wu Song?—— which green onion is he? ”

"You ......" Ba Haobo suddenly exploded, and when he saw that Mo Fei's footsteps were moving forward again, he hurriedly said: "Senior Brother Wu Song took out the Red Fire Spirit this time, he is really sincere, his name, you can inquire yourself." After saying that, he ran away.

"Count you as fast as you run. ”

Mo Fei snorted and continued to walk forward, his eyes flickering slightly.

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The next day, in the afternoon.

In the alchemy room, Mo Fei shortened the time for refining medicinal herbs by half an hour, and his skills in controlling soul power became more and more proficient.

"Master, what is the Red Fire Spirit?"

"What, do you want to refine your own spirit sword?" Elder Hua glanced at him and said bitterly: "Apprentice, your soul power talent is good, wait for your teacher to pass on your alchemy and refine the elixir, if you want to exchange a few spirit swords, it is not worth exchanging a few." ”

"Uh...... Master, the disciple is just curious to ask. ”

"Don't waste your mind on these foreign objects, teach you a method of soul control for your teacher, and go back and ponder it. ”

Harvesting the exercises unexpectedly, Mo Fei said goodbye to Elder Hua happily, and immediately learned this "Elementary Soul Splitting Technique" and promoted it to a level. Feeling that controlling soul power was indeed much more handy, he walked towards the smoking refining hall.

Xin said: "It seems that the only way to ask is to go to the Refining Hall." ”

It was already evening when the young man said the news of the gambling fight yesterday, and he wanted to find someone to ask what Senior Brother Wu Song and the Red Fire Spirit were at night, but the disciples in the courtyard all knew about the conflict between him and Tao Dehua, and no one answered him, obviously not wanting to be involved in this matter.

The Refining Hall was not far from the Pill Hall, and in less than half an hour, Mo Fei walked into this hall.

"Do you want to refine a spiritual weapon or buy a spiritual weapon?"

The weapons that can carry the true qi of the monk are called spiritual weapons, and the level of spiritual weapons is the same as the exercises, and they are also divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang, and each level is also divided into upper, middle, and lower grades, these knowledge Mo Fei has already learned from He Tianci's mouth, and when he heard this deacon's voice, he hurriedly replied respectfully: "May I take a look at the spiritual weapons on these shelves?"

"Absolutely. The middle-aged deacon nodded with a smile, and walked back to the counter after saying this, obviously this disciple hadn't thought about what kind of spiritual weapon he wanted.

Mo Fei looked at the spiritual weapons on the shelf, most of them were long swords, only a few were daggers, flying knives and other spiritual weapons, which really fit the style of sword cultivation in the Battle Sword Gate.

Stroking these long swords glowing with cold light, Mo Fei put these spiritual weapons on the shelves in the mall, and after reading the introduction, he found that the standard long sword in the middle grade of the yellow rank in his hand was indeed a bit rubbish. Because most of the spiritual weapons used in these displays are high-grade spiritual weapons of the Yellow Order, and there are even two long-sword of the lower grade of the Xuan Rank, only a small part of them are of the Intermediate Yellow Rank level.

Walking in front of the middle-aged deacon, Mo Fei praised: "What a good sword." ”

"How about it, which one do you like?" The middle-aged deacon responded enthusiastically, seeing that Mo Fei was silent, and said: "If there is no one you like?—— we can also tailor it for you, style, attributes, grades, all can be according to your requirements." ”

Mo Fei smiled slightly, and said, "The disciple accidentally obtained a piece of red fire essence a few days ago, but he didn't know what it was for, and he wanted to ask the deacon if he knew the purpose of this thing?"

"Red Fire Spirit, where is it?—— take it out and let me see. The middle-aged deacon's eyes lit up.

"I'm sorry, the disciple just came and happened to pass by the Refining Hall, so he came in and asked, but he didn't bring it with him. ”

The middle-aged deacon's face was a little regretful, "That's it—this is a good thing for refining spiritual weapons......"

Walking out of the refining hall, Mo Fei had a smile on his face.

I was complaining to myself in my heart: "How could it take so long to think of such a good place as the Refining Hall, it's really a mistake." ”

With so many spiritual weapons on the shelves in the mall, the identities of the Red Fire Essence and Wu Song are not so important, a piece of casting material for a Xuan-level spiritual weapon, it is really a dream to want him to take out the Yin Bead and gamble with a nine-fold monk of the Innate Realm.

The price of the Yin Bead in the mall is 2,000 points, and the price of the two Xuan-rank lower-grade spirit swords is 1,500 points and 2,500 points respectively, and the Red Fire Essence is only a casting material, not even a spiritual weapon, this transaction is obviously not worth it, although the price of the Xuan-Rank Lower-grade Spirit Weapon is slightly expensive for Mo Fei now, but the Red Fire Essence is no longer very attractive to him.

Besides, this is obviously a trap set up by Lai Gan and a few people, and that Senior Brother Wu Song is probably the helper that a few people are looking for, and he is not inflated to think that he can challenge the Nine Layers of the Innate Realm.

Mo Fei identified the direction and prepared to go to the Formation Pavilion to make a few more sets of formations to use.

Suddenly, a person ran from behind, and shouted at Mo Fei from a distance of more than ten meters: "Senior Brother Mo Fei, I have found you—something is wrong!"

"Senior Brother Wu, what's wrong!" Mo Fei turned his head to look, wasn't this Wu Qian, who had asked him for the Hidden Blade Sword Technique before.

"Come with me to Senior Brother He Tianci, it's too late......" Wu Qian pulled Mo Fei and left.

Mo Fei listened to Wu Qian's words as he walked, and a layer of frost had risen on his face, "Wu Song, it seems that I really can't go to this gambling fight!"

Wu Qian said that on the way, he saw Wu Song and the four of Lai Gan walking in the direction of He Tianci's house, and nine times out of ten he was looking for trouble with He Tianci.