Chapter 73: The Book Holds Great Secrets!

  Mo Bei followed the maid's lead, walking back and forth in front of the bookshelf, flipping through the books.

  The maid quietly introduced nine books to Mo Bei Na.

  " Fellow Taoist, the books you need are all here... " The maid pointed to three dusty books and smiled: "These three cost 150 spirit stones to borrow once. The rest..."

  "Let me take a look first."

  "Journey to the West"? Mo Bei picked up the book titled "Journey to the West", dusting off the thick layer of dust on its cover, his eyes unconsciously scanning the pages until they landed on the author's name at the bottom left corner, where he suddenly froze, and then a dense excitement flowed into his eyes.

  "Yè Shén Yī, Yè Shén Yī...... once again it's Yè Shén Yī!"

  Mo Bei thought to himself in the dark:

  Na Ye Shen Yini is a founding master of mountain opening, a great cultivator with extensive knowledge and experience. His travel notes will definitely bring me immense benefits.

  That's it!

  Mo Bei made up his mind and said to the maid, "Trouble you to keep this book for me, I'll go get the Ling Stone!"

  "Alright, fellow Taoist," the maid said with a slight bow and a smile, "I'll make sure to hide this book well and not let anyone else borrow it."

  Mo Bei looked at her gratefully and hastily walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, rushing straight to the Stone House.

  After passing by the Half Column Incense, Mo Bei walked across the wooden arch bridge and arrived outside Long Hao Tian's stone house.

  "Hao Tian, Hao Tian!" Mo Bei shouted loudly while knocking on the stone wall outside.

  Half a minute later, on the wall of the stone house, ripples faintly emerged, and a large cave appeared.

  Long Hao Tian was bare-chested, with a disheveled woman in his arms. He yawned and stuck his head out of the cave, rubbing his sleepy eyes before focusing and saying: "Elder... Elder is you, ah. Didn't we agree to cultivate separately today and not go kill demons?"

  The disheveled woman covered her chest and glanced at Mo Bei with a hint of disdain in her eyes, saying: "Hao Tian, who is this kid? Is he annoying or what? Calling the door so early in the morning..."

  Long Hao Tian glared at the woman with a fierce gaze, roughly pushing her into the stone house. "You long-haired and short-sighted fool! Who allowed you to speak so much? This is my elder brother, get in!"

  The woman did not expect that Long Hao Tian, who had just been affectionate and gentle with her, would suddenly change his expression and turn cold. For a moment, she was frightened and her face turned slightly pale, and she didn't dare to speak recklessly again.

  "Boss," Long Hao Tian smiled somewhat awkwardly, looking at Mo Bei: "Don't be too familiar with that guy."

  "Alright, alright." Mo Bei carelessly waved his hand and then turned his palm upwards in front of Long Hao Tian: "Lend me some money."

  Long Haitian widened his eyes: "Boss, are you still short of spirit stones?"

  "Alright." Long Hao Tian took down the spirit stone pouch from his waist and counted as he spoke, "Boss, do you want eight or ten? I think I still have some here..."

  Mo Bei's expression was calm and collected, smiling as he gazed at him, saying lightly: "One hundred yuan."

  Upon hearing this, Long Hao Tian was shocked and stumbled backward, spitting out a mouthful of cold air, his eyes wide with terror as he loudly exclaimed: "One hundred yuan!!"

  "Hey boss, where are you going?"

  "Boss, you're not going gambling, are you?!"

  "Big brother, stop it! Small gamble can bring joy, but big gamble will hurt your body!"

  Mo Beibai gave him a glance: "What are you thinking about? Hurry up and give it to me. I'm going to go read!"

  Long Haitian frowned and complained in a low voice, "What book is this? It was written by the founder of our sect, yet it's so expensive... just taking a look costs over 100 spirit stones..."

  Although he said so, Long Hao Tian was still reluctant and unwillingly handed over 100 pieces of spiritual stone to Mo Bei.

  "This kid is still rich." Mo Bei subconsciously glanced at him with the corner of his eye, and Long Hao Tian's bulging pouch of spirit stones after taking out one hundred spirit stones made his eyes gleam with light as he secretly pondered.

  His action scared Long Hao Tian so much that he hastily shrunk his neck and put the spiritual stone bag behind him.

  "Huh? Mo Bei. Didn't we agree to cultivate separately today?" A voice came from behind Mo Bei.

  The two of them heard this and didn't even need to look to know it was Fang Luoyou.

  Mo Bei turned around and saw Fang Luoyou holding a sword in his right hand and a shirt in his left, with sweat all over his head, apparently having just finished practicing swordplay.

  "Luoyou, you're just in time. I was thinking of asking if I could borrow some spirit stones from you to read a book." Mo Bei said with a smile.

  "Borrow spiritual stones to read books?" Fang Luoyou raised an eyebrow: "This is no problem, however, since I started cultivating on my own, my family has stopped distributing spiritual stones to me. My expenses are quite high, there are only about thirty or so here..."

  Mo Bei nodded with a smile: "Thirty bucks, just enough!"

  ……

  Mo Bei hid 130 spirit stones obtained from Fang Luo You and Long Hao Tian, as well as the 20 spirit stones on his body, and quickly walked through the market to return to the Cang Jing Pavilion.

  Mo Bei took the one hundred and fifty pieces of spiritual stones, one by one, and handed them over to the maid. He then hurriedly walked to his usual chair, holding "Journey to the West" in his hands, and began to read it carefully with his head down.

  "My name is Ye Shen Yi. Although my swordsmanship is not refined and my cultivation is shallow, I love to roam the four seas, make friends with heroes from all over the world, and have lived for over a hundred years. This book is about the interesting things I've seen, heard, and encountered during these years of roaming the four seas."

  "Let's put it down in writing."

  Upon seeing this, Mo Bei couldn't help but laugh to himself and say: "Unexpectedly, Ye Shen Yi is quite humble. The founding master of one of the four major immortal sword sects says that his own swordsmanship isn't precise. What then is considered precise swordsmanship?"

  "I recall a phrase from past lives: A true master always has the heart of an apprentice."

  "It seems that this saying is most suitable for Ye Shen."

  Mo Bei continued reading, his eyes gradually brightening and burning with intensity, he read as if in a trance.

  The various strange events recorded in the book are like a key that thoroughly opens the door to Mo Bei's Xianxia world!

  "That Flood Dragon's body is over a hundred feet long, its scales are as hard as steel! Even the Eight-Step Divine Treasure may not be able to break through its defenses! Although that evil dragon can't match me, it can fly and escape into the earth, making it almost impossible to catch. It's also skilled at transforming into various monsters, making it difficult for even divine senses to discern!"

  "Eight-rank treasure!" Mo Bei's eyes widened and he secretly stuck out his tongue: "I haven't even seen a first-rank artifact yet..."

  "Second-grade artifacts can already split gold and cut through stone!"

  "Fourth stage and above is already a treasure of law, it can even cut off mountain peaks!"

  Mo Bei looked at this sentence again with great emphasis: "So, the eighth-order magic treasure! What a concept? I'm afraid it's going to destroy the sky and earth!"

  "Heavens, it's unimaginable. This existence that defies the heavens is actually unable to break open that primordial serpent."

  Mo Bei swallowed hard, as if the battle that year when Ye Shen beheaded four demons and exterminated the evil python was still vivid in his mind.

  His blood was boiling, his chest felt like it was on fire, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably with excitement!

  Mo Beixing held her breath, her eyes fixed intently on the text, as if every word had come to life, exerting an irresistible attraction.

  Suddenly a piece of writing caught Luo Li's attention!

  This piece of writing is completely different from the previous one, it looks messy and confusing!

  "I wage war on a powerful enemy, first drawing the sword of ancient ravine flying cloud slash. The sword is drawn with three parts strength, traveling three zhang, immediately transforming into a lightning-fast one-character sword!"

  "One-word Flashing Lightning Sword, sword out four points, immediately turn into Guan Ri Jian Fa, light explosion earth, then again change to Gu Jian Fei Yun Slash, retreat one zhang!"

  "Once again, the green falls and the yellow spring is cut off. In an instant, the true energy sinks down, the spirit hides in the earth, the sword comes out six times, then changes to snatch the life-taking Three Immortals Sword, the sword comes out two ways changing, immediately transforming into a Blood Demon God Sword!"

  ……

  Mo Bei suddenly felt a tightness in his chest for no reason, subconsciously clenched his fists, and his heart was racing.

  There seems to be something hidden in this sentence, Luo Li appears to have an epiphany!

  This passage is finally written, and then it continues:

  "But with one sword in hand, I am invincible under heaven, what fear is there? Fearless! Fearless!"

  Upon seeing this sentence, Mo Bei's heart surged with excitement, his spirit soaring to great heights, and he couldn't help but repeatedly praise:

  "What a great sword in hand, fearless and dauntless!"

  Great momentum!

  "Exploding Sword Technique! Instant life and death, killing without seeing blood!"

  "This book is dedicated to those who are destined to read it."

  Mo Beixing held her breath, concentrated her mind, and stared intently at the book, carefully reading it, hastily turning the pages, and didn't even notice the fine sweat beads that had already seeped out on her forehead.

  After a long time, Mo Bei finally slowly let out a breath and broke free from that book.

  His eyes sparkled, lost in thought, and he remained silent for a long time.

  "That Ye Shen Yi is indeed worthy of being a great cultivator, with every move and gesture, he can destroy the heavens and annihilate the earth!"

  "There's a hidden meaning in this sentence!"

  Mo Bei carefully savored the few moves just now: "First, the sword came out of the ancient ravine flying cloud slash, the sword went out three points, traveled to three zhang, and immediately changed swords, transforming into a flash lightning sword!"

  "One-word Flashing Lightning Sword, sword out four points, immediately turn into Guanri Sword Technique, light explosion earth, then again change to Gufeng Flying Cloud Slash, retreat one zhang!"

  "Switch to sword in sleeve, use three consecutive light attacks... switch again..."

  ……

  "These sword techniques are completely disorganized and chaotic, why would they be combined into a move like this?"

  "That one-word lightning sword, its intent is coarse and violent! Swift and fierce, with boundless power! Fast, accurate, and ruthless!"

  "But that strike of yours is a fatal blow, it's a killing move! The intent behind the sword is sinister and treacherous!"

  "Let's take another look at the back...” Mo Bei re-focused on the Divine Travel Record, muttering to himself, his brow furrowed: "The Guan Ri Sword Technique and the Life-Taking Linked Ring Three Immortal Swords, one is a brilliant sword intent, while the other is a continuous sword intent, hacking away recklessly!"

  Mo Bei thought carefully: "These few moves of swordsmanship, the sword intent between them doesn't match at all."

  "How strange! It's really strange!"

  Mo Bei nodded his head and calmed down before saying: "However, I can see it. As a great cultivator like Ye Shen, how could he not see it?"

  "Why did he go out of his way to make that clear? Ah, yes, the Sword Explosion Technique wasn't even a part of the Tai Xuan Sect's swordsmanship. Where did this Sword Explosion Technique come from?"

  "Or perhaps..." Mo Bei's mind suddenly stirred, and a thought emerged in his mind: "Or perhaps Ye Shen himself was intentionally doing this, intentionally using his swordsmanship to reveal something?"

  Mo Bei's eyes lit up with excitement, his face flushed red as he closed his eyes and carefully sensed the thirteen variations of swordsmanship specially described in that book.

  "Bai Bian Qian Huan Yun Wu Thirteen Styles, One Character Flash Lightning Sword, Duò Mìng Lián Huán Three Immortals Sword, Bi Luo Huang Quan Jian, Blood Curse Divine Sword, Gu Jian Fei Yun Jian, Dragon Slaying Spell, Gan Lei Extreme Light Sword, Flying Electric Light Slash, Ri Yu Jian Fa, Sleeve Within Sword, Ku Rong Sheng Si Jue, Huan Mie Ci!"

  "Fierce, brief, glorious, swift explosion!"

  "Later, the sword's momentum suddenly changed, with false and true moves alternating. Then, with a swift stroke of the vanishing sword, he struck out with a decisive blow that sealed his opponent's fate!"

  As he comprehended the thirteen types of sword intent, at the last sword, Sleeve Within Sword, suddenly, his mind was filled with clarity, as if it had been opened up!

  All sorts of sword intents merged together, evolved and transformed into a brand new sword technique!