There was no other way. Xu Mo decided that there was no good person among the immortal cultivators in this world, so he naturally thought of this possibility and had to be on guard against it.

"You can rest assured, the Refining Pavilion is very strict about rules, and no one can be bullied." Xiang Ying gave Xu Mo reassurance, saying that she had been worried a long time ago.

But if you really come into contact with it once, you will know that the Weapon Refining Pavilion pays most attention to the rules.

Here, we never ask you where the materials come from.

Regardless of whether it was stolen, robbed or deceived, it was all the same to them. They would never ask about it, and there was no material they dared not accept.

Materials are materials.

Business is business.

It cannot survive for hundreds of years without rules.

The next step is to wait.

And Xu Mo and the others were not alone in this hall.

On the other side, there is a person waiting there.

He is a middle-aged scribe.

Wearing a black robe, he looks quite elegant.

Obviously, those who can enter here are all immortal cultivators, and the immortal cultivators are not good people.

So Xu Mo gave this elegant-looking middle-aged scribe two labels.

His cultivation is not bad, but his heart is ruthless.

As if feeling Xu Mo's gaze, the other party actually turned his head and looked over, then smiled slightly and nodded.

Xu Mo also returned the gift warmly.

You still have to be polite.

Not only must he be polite, Xu Mo also planned to go one step further and go over to have a chat with the other party.

Originally, even if the other party didn't take the initiative to say hello, Xu Mo planned to go there. Now that he said hello, he should go over and have a chat.

Regardless of whether he is a good person or not, he can always make friends with Xu Mo.

Seeing Xu Mo coming over, the black-robed scribe was a little confused.

What does the heart mean by this?

You were just being polite, why are you getting along now?

What to do?

Xu Mo didn't know that this middle-aged scribe had also labeled him in his heart.

It’s also eight characters.

A person who hides his sword in his smile is not a good person.

"Brother, what do you call me?" Xu Mo came over with a sincere smile. Someone said that people who love to laugh are not very unlucky, because people who are unlucky cannot laugh at all.

Xu Mo felt something was wrong.

Laughter can be divided into real laughter and fake smile, which cannot be generalized.

His smile is very sincere now, and the brother opposite must have felt it.

"Rogue cultivator Dou Wenbin!" The black-robed scribe was very polite.

"Brother Dou, we are both casual cultivators. It is fate that we meet each other. We have to get to know each other. My name is Xu Mo. You can just call me Xiao Xu." Xu Mo planned to have a good chat with the other party while waiting.

After all, waiting is waiting. Finding something to do can also pass the time and increase your knowledge.

"Oh, it turns out to be Fellow Daoist Xu." Although Dou Wenbin was polite, it could be seen that he didn't want to talk much. This has already shown. Most people will most likely see it and leave.

Xu Mo falls into the category of small probability.

"Brother Dou, these clothes are really nice. Where can I buy them? I want to buy one too."

You can clearly see the eyelids of 'Brother Dou' on the other side twitching.

After waiting for a while, Dou Wenbin said: "I sewed this by myself and you can't buy it anywhere else."

After saying that, he turned around, looked elsewhere, and said nothing. The subtext was, get out of here and stop talking to me.

Xu Mo has a good attitude and doesn't care.

"Brother Dou, do you know how to make clothes? You really can't tell the difference between appearance and appearance. I admire you for your versatility."

No matter who he is, everyone likes to wear a high hat. Although the other person is tired of Xu Mo talking too much, he still feels very useful when he is praised and feels happy.

This is Xu Mo’s social password.

Tell others what they like to hear, so that even if they are bored, they will not be embarrassed to turn against you in person.

Besides, even if you are sure that the other party cannot figure out your true identity, usually those who are a little bit sophisticated will not fall out directly.

"It's just a little trick, just a weird skill, not worth mentioning."

The other person is very humble.

Xu Mo took a closer look and saw that the other party's black clothes were indeed unusual.

Now Xu Mo also knows the goods.

He could tell that there was something strange hidden in this outfit.

Maybe it's a ghost.

It could also be some kind of 'wandering god'.

Or, it's something else.

"Brother Dou, can you make one for me? Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain. The main reason is that I like this style. You also said that you can't buy it elsewhere."

"Hehe, hehe, Dou is so busy with trivial matters that he may not have the skills."

Although it is euphemistic, it is a solid rejection.

Xu Mo was not discouraged.

"How about you teach me this little trick?"

Dou Wenbin was stunned and then laughed.

By chance, someone came out and gave him the refined magical weapon. Dou Wenbin immediately walked over and ignored Xu Mo.

Xu Mo wasn't embarrassed either.

In his words, if there are dates but there are no dates, you can make three poles. If there are dates, you will make money, but if there are no dates, you will not lose.

Later, other immortal cultivators came in, most of them low-key, and Xu Mo did not go over to try to get close to them because he discovered another interesting thing.

Judging from the structure of the building he just saw from the outside, the space inside, although not small, is definitely not that big.

It looked like a structure with two bedrooms and one living room, but after entering, I found that it was six bedrooms and three living rooms, which was several times larger.

This is obviously not normal.

When I asked Xiang Ying, he said that this was the ‘Boundary of Heaven and Earth’.

It is a very high-end magic.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, what is the best magical weapon? It is not a weapon or a self-defense object, but a container." Xiang Ying gave Xu Mo a popular science.

"In the same pocket, others can carry ten things, but you can only carry one. When the time comes to fight, if the cultivation levels are evenly matched, others will naturally have the upper hand. And when you go out and find treasures, you must have a place.

Storage. The simplest one. Those who don't know how to make elixirs and like to devour human flesh directly need a 'corpse box'. It is said that there is a barrier of heaven and earth in this box. A small box can hold hundreds of corpses and can travel all the way.

, you can eat it all the way and still put it in it.”

When talking about this, Xiang Ying looked envious.

Apparently she didn't.

Xu Mo understood that it was the ‘snack bag’ in this world.

This thing is indeed rare. If it existed, they wouldn't have to carry Taoist Lingzhao's Nascent Soul on their backs all the way. When the time comes, they would be able to carry it in a Qiankun bag. Wouldn't it be cool and comfortable?

And for Xu Mo, this thing is more useful.

Xu Mo is currently majoring in Kendo.

He can handle a sword.

Not just a handful.

The limit of the Dongling family's "Nine Swords of Heaven Control" is nine swords.

Xu Mo used the "Qinglian Sword Canon" to fuse, and he was already better than his master. Not to mention nine swords, he could control even a dozen more.

I remember playing a game before, a guy named Li Xiaoyao could control ten thousand swords, and his name was 'Ten Thousand Sword Jue'.

That was imagined.

But Xu Mo felt that as long as he worked hard enough, he might be able to turn his fantasy into reality and display the real 'Ten Thousand Swords Art'.
To be continued...