The four of them, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Ju, consciously retreated to both sides. Although they had never seen Long Mobai's strength, the things they could produce in the fairy world were definitely extraordinary.

"If this place is destroyed, we will not pay compensation." A sect disciple said.

Long Mobai smiled confidently and said, "No problem, feel free to take action, as long as it can damage it, you don't need to compensate."

The crowd was whispering, and a disciple with an innate level of cultivation stood up and gave a light drink.

"Brothers, I come first..."

He pushed forward the Qi Palace, and strands of true Qi wrapped around his arms and poured into his fists.

He punched Long Mobai in front of him, and the shadow of his fist tore through the air and swept forward.

Everyone wants to use the innate level of cultivation to deal with an ordinary person, not only to die but also to be crippled.

Long Mobai, on the other hand, took his time and looked at the fist shadow swallowing him until it was just a hair away and disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

All the disciples were dumbfounded and stood there dumbfounded. They couldn't figure out how the fists in the innate stage could be resolved.

The four maids, Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Chrysanthemum, approached Long Mobai from the shadow of his fist just now. They captured the sword intention, but disappeared in an instant.

The Xiantian-level cultivation disciple's eyes widened, and his punches were actually ineffective.

"Is it just this level?" Long Mobai said: "You all can come together as a group. You can use sword control to attack."

Everyone had gloomy expressions and started whispering. Long Mobai also discovered that some of these people didn't even have their own magic weapons.

Maid Lan opened her mouth and said: "Deputy Sect Master, some of these disciples don't have magic swords yet."

"This is simple..."

In front of these sect disciples, Long Mobai took out some refined iron ore and monster bones, plus low-grade spiritual stones.

Just as the disciples of Qingxuan Sect were secretly clicking their tongues.

Everyone's eyes widened and they stared intently at the refined iron ore, monster bones and low-grade spiritual stones floating in the air.

Immediately afterwards, these materials for refining magic swords glowed with a little aura, and then these auras condensed together again, and in the blink of an eye they turned into slender threads, linked together.

Finally, the silk threads began to shape into various shapes, which turned out to be fifteen magic swords with different appearances.

Long Mobai looked at the magic sword and was very satisfied. He smiled and said: "To be fair, they are all high-quality spiritual weapons. You can just pick them as a meeting gift."

The magical weapon that the Qingxuan Sect disciples dream of is more advanced than the disciples who already have the magical weapon in their hands, and the other party gives it to them even if they ask for it.

It's a bit unbelievable.

"Really, really give it to us!"

Someone asked hesitantly. They knew that Qingxuan Sect did not know how to refine weapons, so their magic weapons could only be obtained from ruins or spiritual treasures.

Long Mobai smiled and said: "Of course, I want you to be convinced. Hurry up and get the magic sword and confess it with blood. Let me see if the sword control skills of fifteen of you can defeat me."

Fifteen disciples swarmed forward and began to grab their own magical swords, and shed their blood to identify the master.

Only then did he realize that the other party was not a liar, and his view of the young man immediately changed.

Long Mobai already knew how to convince them more than half of them, and then let them completely convince him.

In the past tea time, fifteen Qingxuan Sect disciples had already recognized the owner of the magic sword.

The four of them, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju, were all envious of these sect disciples. The magical weapons in their hands were still at the stage of Xuan-grade spiritual weapons, while these disciples had Huang-grade spiritual weapons when they arrived.

It is conceivable that they do not know how blessed they are, and they look down on the deputy sect leader.

"Then let's get started." Long Mobai said sternly, taking out fifteen gold spirit coins in his hand.

When the fifteen disciples of Qingxuan Sect heard the other party's voice, they immediately made gestures to push the magic sword.

I saw the magic sword rising into the air, its sharp edge flying towards Long Mobai quickly.

The scene was very spectacular. From the scene of refining the magic weapon just now, Mo Lin and his son looked at it with great energy, and the surging emotions in their hearts arose spontaneously.

The fifteen magic swords were like a school of sardines on the seabed, swimming towards Long Mobai. He threw fifteen gold spirit coins in a hurry and flew towards the magic sword in a blink of an eye.

There was a clanking sound, and then fifteen gold spirit coins were arranged in a circle and rotated at high speed.

The next second, another straight line was formed, and it collided laterally again.

These fifteen gold spiritual coins seemed to be given life in Long Mobai's hands, disrupting the formation of the fish-like magic sword.

The fifteen Qingxuan Sect disciples in front of them looked panicked, and their own Qi began to become chaotic.

How could they not have thought that the magic weapon in their hands was not worth fifteen gold spirit coins.

It can be seen that some of the golden spirit coins in Long Mobai's hand were badly damaged, but it didn't affect them at all. He didn't intend to use all his strength, so he let go.

The last fifteen magic swords were imprinted on the wall with golden spirit coins, making them unable to move.

Even though fifteen people controlled Qi and controlled objects, the magic sword still couldn't break free and was stuck to the wall.

Some disciples had already exhausted their true energy and collapsed on the ground.

At this point, these fifteen Qingxuan Sect disciples were completely convinced in their hearts that the young man they originally looked down upon had won.

They lowered their heads in shame and collectively said to Long Mobai: "Deputy sect leader, we are blind, please forgive me."

"Recognizing mistakes can greatly improve things. If you want to participate in the trial, you should work harder."

Long Mobai smiled and said: "But I'm willing to admit defeat, and you will abide by the bet and clean Linglong Pavilion. It will be the place where you accumulate the contributions of the sect in the future, and you want to learn how to wield a sword from me.

The magic of immortality depends on your performance in the future."

"But don't be too happy. If you don't perform well and get my spiritual weapon for nothing, I can take it back."

When everyone heard about the magic, their faces showed excitement, but when they heard the next sentence, everyone's expressions looked like wilted flowers.

However, some people shouted happily: "I can finally learn real magic."

"Thank you, Deputy Sect Master, we will work hard."

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The disciple on the side who was in the innate stage of cultivation also completely admired Long Mobai for his ability to send magic weapons and learn magic.

They all dare not look down upon this deputy sect leader.

The four people standing on both sides, plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums, shined in their eyes. They couldn't take their eyes off the scene just now and witnessed everything.

"Sister Mei, tell the deputy sect leader to upgrade our magic weapon."

"If I don't go, I won't break the sect's rules."

"Then I'll tell it myself."

Maid Lan blinked at Maid Mei, but was grabbed by the arm and asked softly: "Second sister, please pay attention to the occasion."

Long Mobai stood there thinking, he planned to teach some basic immortal skills to Qingxuan Sect in the form of contribution points.

"Huo Qing, take them to arrange work. There are five areas for them to choose from. Linglong Pavilion is just opening. Every sale and exchange will have your sect's contribution value."

Long Mobai gave some instructions to Huo Qing and the others. He planned to refine the contribution jade token, which could store the sect's contribution value, including the identity token.

Borrowing the earth's population management model and creating a real-name authentication system, such a sect can be easily managed and enter a systematic management mode.

After convincing the fifteen Qingxuan Sect disciples, Long Mobai left Linglong Pavilion. Meilan Zhuju saw Long Mobai leaving and followed him with steps.

Maid Lan said: "Deputy sect master, the four of us sisters would like to ask you to upgrade your magic weapon."

"No problem, you can come find me in the yard later."

The four of them did not expect Long Mobai to readily agree. They had previously heard that the Momen could refine weapons and repair magic weapons, and they had witnessed everything at the palace wedding.

"Thank you, deputy sect master..." Maid Lan smiled happily.

As Xuanyuan Yunxi's maids, they have reached the peak of their Nascent Soul stage cultivation, which shows that they are quite powerful.

Therefore, Long Mobai is very willing to help and is not stingy with himself.

After bidding farewell to the four of them, Long Mobai happened to meet Mo Zhu on his way back to the yard and saw that she looked a little panicked.

She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Long Mobai. Just now she went to look for Long Mobai in the yard, but couldn't find him.

"Master, Miss Ruiyin and the young lady slipped out of Momen quietly..."

After Mo Zhu's narration, Long Mobai finally understood that the two little girls, Li Ruiyin and Yan Ruoxi, couldn't stay at home, so they disguised themselves and sneaked out of Momen to go shopping.

Thinking that Yan Ruoxi was tired of staying in such a mansion, it would be a good idea to go out and relax. They would be much safer with the super artificial intelligence Annie accompanying them.

"No. 3...you go and protect them secretly."

Long Mobai commanded into the air, and the dark shadow behind him disappeared like a dream.

No. 3 is now at the sixth level of military general. He is still some time away from Wu Ling. In terms of combat ability, he can compete with Wu Ling.

Now Hua Xuan and Hong Ye have benefited from eating pickled vegetables and have entered a state of selflessness.
Chapter completed!