Chapter 55 Everything is for Longevity!

  The outer disciples around, smelling the meat fragrance in the sky, finally couldn't help but gather together, surrounding not far away, looking at Mo Bei and others sitting on the ground with envy.

  The disciples around him had been through a day of hard work and were now both hungry and tired, their stomachs already empty.

  The cafeteria is full but lacks vitality.

  One of the disciples greedily sniffed the fragrance in the air and said with extreme envy: "Ah, it smells so good! I didn't expect the meat of the Sea Spirit Frog to be so fragrant!"

  The bare-shouldered disciple nodded and said: "Yes, yes, but I don't know if the meat of that sea spirit frog is poisonous or not."

  "From what I see..." The disciples around him looked at Mo Bei with a mixture of trust and doubt: "Xue Mo, Fang Luo and others have all eaten it. They're all fine, so...I think there shouldn't be any major issues."

  Finally, under the temptation of Mo Bei and others, those disciples couldn't help but ask: "Blood Demon, are you selling that frog meat?"

  Long Hao Tian glanced at Mo Bei with a subconscious gaze, seeing the latter nod. He immediately stood up, smacking his lips, and used his sleeve to wipe away the oil and sweat on his mouth, saying: "Sell it! Of course, sell it! Each bowl of frog meat comes with a bowl of spiritual rice. Three spiritual pearls!"

  "Ah...... why has it gone up in price again?!"

  "Yes, yes, in those days, the crab meat was only two spirit pearls per bowl."

  Long Hao Tian snorted with a smile, his nostrils flaring as he raised his chin and said in a pompous tone: "You know nothing!"

  "Can the meat of this iron-armored crab be compared with that of the sea spirit frog? They're not even in the same league!"

  "Do you know how much spiritual energy is contained in that sea spirit frog meat?!"

  "You know, my elder brother spent a lot of heart and soul to make this frog meat? He even took out his own pocket money, exhausted the strength of nine cows and two tigers, and resolved the frog poison..."

  "Three spirit beads are too expensive? Hmph, then why don't you go eat at the cafeteria instead? It's even cheaper there, and they don't even want money! Stop wasting words, three spirit beads, I'm still losing out on this deal!"

  Long Hao Tian's nostrils are pointing towards the sky, extremely arrogant, with an attitude of "you love it or leave it".

  Seeing this scene, Mo Bei couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, thinking: This guy is so overbearing even when doing business.

  Fang Luo Yu looked at Mo Bei's suitable opening, his voice neither loud nor soft, just right to enter everyone's ears:

  "Mo Beishi, this frog meat is indeed rich in spiritual energy. After eating it, I feel refreshed and comfortable all over my body. It's as if a warm current has flowed from my throat down into my abdomen, spreading out and permeating my internal organs."

  "Estimated, tonight my spiritual energy can increase by one tenth!"

  "Now I feel like my whole body is warm and cozy! It's so refreshing!"

  Fang Luo's face lit up with a bright smile, and he said loudly: "Don't mention three spirit pearls, later you'll prepare two more bowls for me to take away. I'll give you seven spirit pearls!"

  As soon as Fang Luoyou spoke out, all the outer door disciples were extremely shocked and whispered to each other, with a mind full of thoughts.

  "What Master Fang said, is it true?"

  "Fang Shixiong is the leader of the Four Great Talents, how can his words be taken lightly?"

  "If it's really like that, I wouldn't just buy three spirit pearls, I'd buy five!"

  Long Hao Tian's eyes rolled around, and he suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "If you want to buy it, then buy it! If not, the price will go up! Four spiritual pearls for one bowl!"

  As soon as he spoke, all his disciples rushed forward, no longer daring to hesitate, and swarmed up, almost overturning Long Hao Tian.

  "No, no, no, don't raise the price! Give me two bowls and I'll give you six spirit pearls!"

  "I want two bowls too!"

  "I want three bowls!"

  “……”

  For a time, outside the stone house, it was extraordinarily lively. Over a hundred outer sect disciples crowded in front and behind, the entrance was like a market, the scene was unprecedented.

  A group of people were busy around Mo Bei, dizzy and disoriented.

  Until nightfall, the frog meat in the iron pot was gone, and the crowd dispersed.

  Ye Qinghong and Niu Deng helped out and left after eating their fill.

  "Well, see you later, Mo Bei. I'll come visit again another day." Fang Luo You smiled all over his face, hugged Mo Bei with one hand and turned around. With one hand holding two bowls of frog meat and the other hand elegantly opening a folding fan, he swaggered away.

  As for those seven spirit pearls that were promised, of course they weren't given.

  "Come visit my elder brother? I think you're drunk and your intention is not on the wine, come to worship that frog meat instead. Shameless bastard."

  Long Hao Tian felt both heartache and anger, whispering softly behind Mo Bei's back.

  Mo Bei helplessly shook his head and smiled, turning around to pat Long Hao Tian's shoulder: "Get to work, Hao Tian."

  Mo Bei cleaned up the mess on the ground, while Long Hao Tian washed the bowls and chopsticks. The two sat cross-legged on a rock, with a large pile of spirit pearls in front of them, counting the earnings from selling frog meat today.

  Long Hao Tian licked his lips while his eyes gleamed with excitement as he counted the spiritual beads, his gaze growing increasingly fervent.

  "Fifty-eight... seventy-eight..."

  "One hundred fifty-six...... one hundred ninety-nine......"

  "Two hundred eighty-one... Two hundred ninety-nine..."

  "Old, old, old, great!" Long Hao Tian suddenly shouted, his eyes wide with excitement, his face flushed red, and he exclaimed incoherently: "We're rich!!! Three hundred... three hundred spirit pearls! Three pieces of spirit stone!!"

  "Keep your voice down... or others will hear and we'll attract trouble." Mo Bei said with a smile, half-jokingly.

  Long Haitian's face turned red, his forehead bulged with blue veins, and he looked like a violent and wealthy landlord. Even his breathing became rapid, and he tried to lower his voice, but the tone was still loud:

  "Three pieces of spiritual stone... This is three pieces of spiritual stone!! Adding the three and a half pieces we got from selling Tongue Poison today, minus the antidote and other seasonings, that's six pieces of spiritual stone!!"

  "In just one day, we've earned six pieces of Ling Stone!!" By the end, Long Hao Tian's eyes were red, his blood boiling with excitement, and his body was slightly trembling due to agitation.

  "In the past, I had to work for half a month to earn 80 spirit pearls! Now, we can do it in one day, which is equivalent to what I used to do... 18 days would be 8, 28 days would be 16..."

  Long Haitian counted on his fingers, dizzy and disoriented!

  Mo Bei burst out laughing and was also very happy in his heart. He carefully collected all the spiritual stones and pearls, handed one of the spiritual stones to Long Hao Tian and said: "This is your harvest for today!"

  "Thanks, boss!" Hehe! Long Hao Tian received the spirit stone with both hands, and couldn't bear to part with it. He said longingly: "One day, I'll earn one spirit stone. Ten days will be ten stones, a hundred days will be a hundred stones, hahaha!"

  "One hundred spirit stones, enough for me to marry a few outer sect female disciples of the Tai Xu Sect! I've struck it rich, I've really struck it rich this time!"

  Long Haitian licked his mouth: "Sleeping with that female disciple for one night, it's just five spiritual beads. This damn thing, how many times can I sleep with her?!"

  "Awesome!" Long Hao Tian looked at Mo Bei with utmost admiration: "Let's go again tomorrow! I'll catch that Sea Spirit Frog!"

  When it came to the three words "Hai Ling Frog", Long Hao Tian's eyes were already shining brightly.

  Mo Bei shook his head and waved his hand: "Let's not go tomorrow, you and I will cultivate separately for now, and work and rest together. Let's go again the day after tomorrow."

  "Oh..." Long Hao Tian's face fell, and he reluctantly agreed.

  Mo Bei took in the disappointed expression on his face, shook his head, and became serious: "You must understand, our purpose here is not to earn spirit stones. It's for cultivation, for becoming an immortal! You're doing it to revive your family, to become a strong cultivator!"

  "Earning spirit stones is for cultivation, it's for enhancing our strength. It's a means to help us achieve our goals more quickly."

  Mo Bei's voice was low and solemn: "Otherwise, no matter how many spirit stones you earn, they will be of no use. Do you understand?"

  Taught by Mo Bei, Long Hao Tian nodded heavily: "Boss, I understand!"

  "Alright, go back and rest. Tomorrow, I still have to cultivate." Mo Bei took the spirit stone bag and returned to his own stone house.

  The next day at dawn, the sky was overcast with a pale white color.

  The glory of dawn has not yet pierced through the clouds, but shines after the clouds, dyeing them white with a hint of gold.

  Mo Bei did not wake up Long Hao Tian, went to the cliff in the middle of the desert mountain, and once again practiced the Guan Ri sword technique.

  Then continued along the winding mountain road upwards, climbed up to the Dazhang Mountain and arrived at the Chuan Fa Hall.

  On the high platform, the ten-zhang-high Dharma Transmission Hall welcomed the first rays of sunshine at dawn.

  The entire hall was shining with brilliant golden light, radiant and resplendent.

  "Huuu..." Mo Bei slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, his head thrown back, gazing up at the magnificent and resplendent Grand Hall of Transmission.

  Mo Bei narrowed his eyes, muttering to himself: "I've already cultivated the first level of the Guan Ri Jian Fa, and the Qing Feng Zhan is also fully mastered. With many skills at hand, it's time to choose another sword technique."

  He strode up the stairs with a flowing pace, stepped across the threshold and walked in.

  The light suddenly dimmed down.

  Mo Beibei's pupils dilated, and it took a moment for her to adapt to the environment in front of her. She fixed her eyes on the two figures that had fallen into the great hall, their eyes slightly wide, their eyebrows raised, and they thought to themselves:

  It turned out to be the two of them.

  As his gaze wandered off, a man and a woman were strolling amidst the vast expanse of jade-like simplicity.

  The woman, wearing a red dress, had eyebrows that resembled distant mountains with a hint of elegance, and on her exquisitely beautiful face, there was an air of innocence, utterly adorable!

  The man was handsome and elegant, but the occasional flash of gloom in his eyebrows made people feel uncomfortable.

  "Chen Qingzhu, Ji has no illness?"