Chapter 101 Who Picked My Wall?

A guilty conscience and fear.

He was talking about the current Xu Mo.

He was afraid that the gap in the wall would be discovered, and he was also afraid that the little blue ghost on his sleeve would cause trouble.

Thankfully neither of those things happened.

Nothing that Xu Mo was worried about happened until the eye-catching guy came out with a sword in his hand.

"You guys have been waiting for a long time." The hanging eye guy wanted to introduce, but Xu Mo reached out to take it, thanked him, and then pulled Xiangying and Lin Jiuyuan away.

Xu Mo heaved a sigh of relief after going out the door, coming out of the alley, and returning to the normal streets and alleys.

"Seeing how guilty you are, you must have done something bad, right?" Xiang Ying is indeed the person who knows Xu Mo best.

Judging by the other party's appearance, you can basically guess the situation closely.

Xu Mo didn't hide it: "It's not a big deal, I just accidentally picked off a piece of the wall in the Artifact Refining Pavilion."

"Oh!" Xiangying was stunned for three seconds before showing a look of horror: "What did you say?"

"I said, I accidentally picked off a small piece of the wall in the Refining Pavilion." Looking at Xiangying's exaggerated expression, Xu Mo felt that this matter might be bigger than he thought.

"Impossible. There is an enchantment in the Artifact Refining Pavilion, and everything inside is difficult to destroy. Don't talk about picking it up. If you cut it with a sword, you don't even want to leave a trace!" Xiangying waved his hand with a smile, and then saw Xu Mo's expression so stern. Seriously, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and finally her voice trembled a little: "Did you really pick up the wall?"

Xu Mo nodded: "Is there a problem?"

"You're dead!" Xiangying lowered her voice, "The Artifact Refining Pavilion is much more terrifying than the Fachan Temple, and their methods of torturing people are beyond your imagination. If you fall into their hands, it's hard to die .For example, turning you into a magic weapon so that you will live forever and never be reborn. You said that you are such a big person, why are you so uneasy?"

Xiangying hated iron but not steel.

"His walls are not strong, is it my fault?"

"How did you pick it out?"

"Just use your hand, this finger."

Looking at Xu Mo's raised middle finger, Xiangying pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then, what happened after the wall was scraped off."

"There is a gap, the size of half a palm, and there seems to be a group of ghosts living in it."

"That's the enchantment wall. I've heard people say that the so-called enchantment is the ghost domain. The ghosts in the ghost domain are all specially refined and have the laws of the universe, so they are extremely precious."

"Precious? How precious?" Xu Mo touched his big sleeve subconsciously.

"Not to mention the priceless treasure, it's priceless..." Xiangying stared at Xu Mo's sleeve, and she found that the other's cuff had a touch of blue.

"You stole a Qiankun Realm Ghost?" Xiangying's reaction was quick, and he asked immediately.

Xu Mo shook his head: "How can it be called stealing, it's taking, and it's that ghost who took the initiative."

When Xiangying heard this, she was beaming with excitement, excitement, and fear.

"I always thought that I was crazy. I didn't think about the consequences when I did things, and I liked to mess around. I didn't expect that you were crazier than me. You even dared to steal the Qiankun Realm Ghost of the Artifact Refining Pavilion? Did you know that you were discovered? What are the consequences?"

Xiangying spoke in a low voice, afraid that someone would hear her.

But she was clearly excited.

It seemed that what Xu Mo did touched her excited nerves.

Then, she went over and grabbed Xu Mo's sleeve to study.

Xu Mo also studied.

He didn't even have time to look at the newly refined magic sword.

"Throw something in and take a look."

Xiangying said.

Xu Mo said: "Don't throw it away, my Tiger Soul Sword has already gone in."

You must know that Xu Mo's Tiger Soul Sword had been hidden in his sleeves before, and it was not difficult to hide a sword in his sleeves because of his wide robe.

Before that, Xu Mo found that his Tiger Soul Sword was missing.

At first he thought it was lost.

But he found that as long as he flicked his sleeve, he could take out the Tiger Soul Sword.

In other words, his current sleeves can already store things, and there is a lot of space.

Anyway, there are definitely more things than can be put in the original sleeves.

"Or, I'll go in and have a look."

Xiangying said something, before Xu Mo agreed, the guy actually slipped through Xu Mo's sleeve.

Fortunately, they were in a remote corner, and there was no one there. Otherwise, ordinary people would be absolutely terrified when they saw this scene.

A big living person, bared for a moment, just disappeared.

Lin Jiuyuan was not surprised along the way, and now he didn't care about being surprised. He hurriedly approached and blocked it with his body, for fear that others would see it.

After waiting for a while, Xiangying slipped out of his sleeve again.

A look of excitement.

"It's very big and spacious inside. I'll live in it from now on."

These words are not inquiries or requests, but declarative sentences.

That is to say, if you agree, you have to agree, and if you disagree, you have to agree.

Xu Mo didn't bother with her about this.

Because now Xu Mo himself is very excited.

Isn't this the Qiankun sleeve of the ancestor of the Earth Immortal 'Zhenyuan Daxian'?

The style is extremely high.

When I think about facing the enemy, all kinds of magic weapons are thrown out, and I stand on the clouds and look into the distance. This scene is fascinating.

But not the same.

Other people's Qiankun sleeve can accept people and trap them in it. Xu Mo's Qiankun sleeve can only hold things at present, and it is still far behind in terms of magical powers.

Even so, Xu Mo was still very happy.

According to what Xiangying said, this kind of thing is extremely rare and precious in this world. She hasn't gotten one in her 600 years of practice.

Very troublesome.

Most importantly, the momentum is not strong.

When you meet an enemy, wait a moment and let me vomit for a while, whoever shakes his head.

At this moment, Xu Mo and Xiang Ying are like two little misers who have won a lottery. They are scared and excited at the same time, and they speak in a low voice.

"Won't the people in the Artifact Refining Pavilion know about this?"

"What are you thinking? It will happen sooner or later, but they may not suspect us, it's true, and I suspect that the gap has already been opened by someone. With a cultivation base, it is impossible to destroy the barrier wall."

"If that's the case, doesn't it mean that the people in the Artifact Refining Pavilion didn't actually find out, or, if they found out, they didn't care about it?"

"It's also possible."

"Understood, then pretend nothing happened."

"Yes, change with the same."

After discussing it and adjusting his mentality, Xu Mo reacted to check the newly refined magic sword.

This sword is a few inches longer than the Tiger Soul Sword. The hilt is made of bone, which should be the bone of a Nascent Soul. In addition to the thousand-layer forged lines on the blade, there are many small veins in the shape of blood vessels. .

In addition, the metal of the blade is red, as if soaked in blood, and it is difficult to wash off.

Holding the hilt of the sword, you can feel the resentment above.

It was the resentment of Taoist Lingzhao's Nascent Soul.

It may be because it is not easy to practice, not only was killed, but also made into a magic weapon, so the resentment was extremely heavy.

But the more so, the greater the power of this sword.

In pure lethality, this dharma sword has surpassed the Tiger Soul Sword.

It's just that it doesn't have the spiritual connection with Xu Mo like the Tiger Soul Sword.

To put it more simply, although the Tiger Soul Sword is as fierce as a tiger, it is intelligent, sensible, and understanding, like a friend; and this Dharma sword is ferocious and ignorant, full of resentment, like a beast that only knows how to kill, Only know destruction and attack.

But isn't that what the sword wants?
Anyway, Xu Mo also likes this sword very much.

This is a fierce blade that can truly break through the enemy.

"Since it was made by Taoist Lingzhao, let's call you Lingzhao. Don't get me wrong, it has no other meaning. I just want to remind you all the time to keep you in a state of resentment."

Xu Mo named Fajian.

Hearing this, the crimson dharma sword buzzed, and the sword sounded non-stop.

It has even attracted the attention of passersby around.

Xu Mo put his sleeves away.

Put the Lingzhao Sword in your sleeve.

In an instant, the sound of the sword sound stopped.

The matter of refining the weapon has come to an end, and Xu Mo has gained so much that it is unimaginable.

For Xu Mo, he has the ability to escape into the reincarnation after death, so he silently remembers the location of the gap in the Artifact Refining Pavilion. If he dies this time, he will have to take this benefit into his hands next time in the reincarnation.

"It's getting late, it's time to visit that hero Shenlong Lieham."

This time, Lin Jiuyuan led the way.

When he found the hero's mansion, Lin Jiuyuan sent in the greeting card and Lin Muchen's letter, so he was naturally entertained.

It was already dark when we waited to stay at other people's houses.

at the same time.

Inside the Refining Pavilion.

A person walked out of the secret passage behind.

"Dameng Fang just woke up, the way of Taoism is already natural, there is no ink in his chest, but he can shake the world!"

A scholar in white came out with a stretched waist.

Seeing this, a servant in the pavilion hurriedly bowed and saluted, showing awe.

"How's business?"

"Going back to the Second Pavilion Master, very good!"

"That's all right, go ahead, I've slept for 49 days, and I'm walking around by myself, don't follow me."

After finishing speaking, the scholar in white wobbled forward.

First, I went to the Qi Refining Room to look around and make some comments, and then I was going to go to the second floor, to the Spirit Artifact Pavilion, to look at the ready-made magic weapons.

Just when he was about to go upstairs, he stopped suddenly.

It seems to have a feeling.

Then turned to look into a corner.

"eccentric!"

He turned around, walked quickly, and then squatted in the corner to watch.

It took a while to show shock and disbelief.

A guy felt something was wrong and wanted to come over, but was chased away with a wave of his sleeve.

"Go, go, don't bother me here, go away, go away."

After waiting for no one, the white-clothed scholar touched the gap in the wall and muttered to himself: "Who the hell is this? Who picked off the wall of my house?"

The next moment, a piece of hair floated out from the white-clothed scholar's hair, extending three to five meters long. Then, a terrifying woman was revealed. She only had a head, and her hair was connected to the white-clothed scholar's hair.

The woman has a beautiful face, but there is an indescribable terror.

Perhaps it was because his face was pale.

Or maybe it was her black hair flying like a snake.

"Old man, what are you doing out here, go back quickly, remember, don't say anything about this, we can't afford to lose that person."

While speaking, Art Student Bai took out a piece of paper from his pocket, spat, slapped it, and stuck it on the wall with the gap.

In an instant, that piece of paper was integrated into it, repairing the gap.

(End of this chapter)

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