Chapter 49: Searching for the Path Ahead in the Scripture Pavilion!

  Mo Bei withdrew his thoughts and stopped listening to those words. He quietly lined up, completed the task, and received forty spiritual beads.

  Mo Bei brought Long Hao Tian back to the market, specially buying some seasonings and spiritual rice, before returning to the outside of the stone house.

  "Hao Tian, quickly go and answer the stove, ignite the fire." Mo Bei inserted the Qing sword into the ground, then untied the package on his body, placed the spiritual rice and seasonings on the stone table, and instructed casually.

  Long Haitian slightly raised an eyebrow: "Boss, we only killed two iron-armored crabs today, I'm afraid it's not enough to sell."

  "Who said I'm selling?" Mo Bei glanced at him and smiled: "This might be our last crab meat feast!"

  Today, we will have a big feast. Hmm... after setting the fire, you go and call Fang Luoyou, Niu Deng, and also... Qing Hong who are on a mission in the desert mountain during this period of time."

  "Alright!" Long Hao Tian nodded, cheerfully responding. He rolled up his sleeves, somehow finding some firewood, and efficiently lit the stove, skillfully bringing it to life.

  In less than half a stick of incense time, the simple stove had been rebuilt.

  "Big brother, I'm going! You must save some crab meat for me!" Long Hao Tian swallowed hard, smacked his lips, and quickly ran up the wooden bridge, disappearing from sight.

  Mo Beidong calmed down and put the seasonings into the pot, poured in oil, and stir-fried them.

  When the seasonings gave off their fragrance, Mo Bei then put the crab meat into the pot one after another, stirring and flipping with a spatula.

  The time for a cup of tea, and the air is filled with fragrance.

  The crab meat under Mo Bei's hands gradually began to ripen.

  That rich fragrance wafts through the air, making one's mouth water in anticipation.

  At this time.

  "Wow... it smells so good! Mo Bei Ge, you're really amazing!"

  "Wow, Mo Bei's culinary skills have improved!"

  "Brother Mo Bei, this time I'm going to have a great feast!"

  Several voices came over one after another from far and near in front and behind.

  Mo Bei looked up and saw Niu Deng, Fang Luoyou, Ye Qinghong, and Long Haitian walking towards him with smiles on their faces after crossing the wooden bridge.

  Besides them, there were also several women.

  As they drew closer, Mo Bei took a closer look and was finally able to make out that these women were actually Ye Qinghong's senior sisters.

  These women, intentionally or unintentionally, surrounded Fang Luoyou and subconsciously drew closer to him.

  Among them, everyone's eyes looking at Fang Luoyou were extremely hot, revealing a hint of infatuation.

  Mo Bei's gaze swept over the few women, finally landing on Fang Luo You, and he smiled slightly as he walked up to her, half-jokingly saying: "Fang Shixiong is indeed a down-to-earth person who likes to speak the truth. I just don't know if you're used to my way of doing things."

  Fang Luo You's eyes widened slightly in surprise, a hint of astonishment flashing across his face before he burst into hearty laughter, thinking to himself:

  Namo Beidao is also a straightforward person, very much in line with my temperament.

  His heart drew closer by several degrees.

  The relationship between the two people seems to have drawn closer again in Mo Bei's words.

  Mo Bei nodded at Niu Deng, Ye Qinghong and those few women one by one.

  Ye Qinghong took three steps and ran over in two strides, first poking her head out, her eyes gleaming as she looked into the pot a few times, revealing a hint of greed. Her big eyes curved happily into crescent moons: "Mo Bei Ge, it smells so good! It's so spicy! Can I have some?"

  Mo Bei fondly rubbed her head: "It's just made for you to eat."

  Long Haitian eagerly leaned over to the iron pot, clumsily grabbed a piece of crab meat and put it in his mouth, chewing. His eyebrows suddenly rose, his eyes shining: "Damn, it's really fragrant!"

  "Come on, come on, don't be polite. Try the craftsmanship of our family's old master!" Long Hao Tian laughed and bustled about.

  Everyone sat on the ground and enjoyed their food with gusto. The sound of laughter and praise filled the air.

  Cups and chopsticks intersect.

  When eating halfway through.

  "Mo... Mo Bei?" A voice suddenly sounded behind Mo Bei.

  Everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of the sound source.

  A delicate-looking young man was standing not far away, looking at Mo Bei, wanting to walk over, but hesitating, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

  "Huh? Isn't that the young master of the Ji family who was saved by Boss this morning?" Long Hao Tian's eyebrows slightly furrowed: "What is he doing here?"

  "What are you doing here!" Long Hao Tian stood up with a dark face and walked over, standing in front of the young man, his arms crossed, his words filled with hostility, his eyebrows furrowed, saying: "You're not welcome here."

  The young man's eyes were filled with even more fear and apprehension, and he took two steps back in trepidation before weakly looking at Mo Bei and saying: "I... I came to thank you..."

  "Hao Tian." Mo Bei called out and nodded at Long Hao Tian. The latter then moved aside, clearing the way.

  The anxiety on the young man's face gradually dissipated, and he walked over with a deep bow: "I... I'm called Ji Wu Liang... thank you, thank you, Mo Bei Shixiong, for saving me today."

  Ji Wu thought for a moment, then pulled out a piece of Ling Stone that had been prepared in advance from her sleeve. She held it with both hands and handed it over, her face filled with gratitude, her eyes shining with a hint of hope: "Great kindness, I have no way to repay. This is my humble intention, please don't refuse, Mo Bei Shixiong."

  Mo Bei gazed deeply at Ji Wu Lian for a moment, thinking to himself in his heart:

  Not everyone in this family is arrogant and evil, there are still one or two who have a conscience.

  "Alright, I've accepted it." Mo Bei's expression softened a bit as he nodded and took the spirit stone. He then pointed at the crab meat and asked, "Want to sit down and eat together?"

  Ji WuLiang let out a slow sigh of relief, shook his head and waved his hand, saying: "No, no need. I still have things to do, so I won't disturb Master Mo Bei and the rest of you seniors."

  The princess finished speaking and then solemnly bowed to the crowd before slowly disappearing into the darkness.

  "This kid is not bad!"

  It wasn't until late at night that everyone was full and satisfied, bidding farewell to Mo Bei before leaving.

  Mo Bei and Long Hao Tian also returned to their own stone houses respectively.

  That night Mo Bei Mei slept very soundly.

  The next morning at dawn.

  When he walked out of the stone house, the sky had already brightened up, and the morning glow fell on his cheeks, bringing a warmth that made one feel carefree and relaxed.

  "Older brother!" Long Hao Tian, who had already gotten out of bed and was washing up by the water pool, stood up and beckoned to Mo Bei with a loud voice.

  He hastily washed his face with water, ran over in three strides, and said spiritedly: "Boss, where are we going today? Are we still going to the Island of Demons?"

  Mo Bei shook his head, stretched his waist and limbs, let out a comfortable breath, and said: "Let you rest for a day today, I'll go to the market later to handle some things."

  "Oh, okay." Long Hao Tian nodded and smiled, saying: "Then I'll go to my second uncle's place to take a look and ask if he has found any good tasks recently, heh heh."

  Mo Bei nodded, walked to the edge of the pond, washed his face with water, returned to the stone house, took out the Qing sword, put the scabbard on his back, and walked to the wooden bridge.

  Long Hao Tian had been waiting for him on the wooden bridge, and the two of them walked together to the market before parting ways.

  After Long Hao Tian disappeared into the crowd and was no longer visible.

  Mo Bei withdrew his gaze from the crowd of people and thought to himself:

  Yesterday, the white-robed attendant said that in the Zangjing Pavilion, there are records of all the demons on Penglai Peninsula.

  Then perhaps there is a way to deal with the Sea Spirit Frog, let's go take a look first.

  Thinking of this, Mo Bei casually found an outer door disciple on the street to ask about the location of Cang Jing Pavilion, passing through the market.

  He turned left and right in the market streets, after passing through five or six streets, the crowd on the street became sparse, no longer as crowded as before.

  As they turned onto Zhenfa Street, Mo Bei suddenly stopped in his tracks, looked up and his eyes lit up: "We're here, what a magnificent Tiance Pavilion!"

  All he saw was a five-story building of extraordinary grandeur standing at the end of the street, towering before his eyes.

  The stone building is about 10 zhang high, with a roof that is a xieshan top, having a majestic and rugged appearance, as well as a delicate and beautiful image. The slope is gentle, the eaves are deep and far-reaching, the corners of the eaves are slightly raised, and the curved ridge line is elegant. The entire building gives people a feeling of being both extremely heavy and light, as if it were flying. It can be said that it is like a soaring phoenix or a winged temple, fully capturing its appearance.

  This stone building is protected by the law of prohibition, and only those who hold up their waist cards can enter. At the entrance of the stone building, there are eighteen stone statues with ferocious faces, carrying knives and swords on their backs. These are all law puppets, and as soon as they find someone breaking the rules, they will attack immediately.

  The signboard hanging above the gate of that building was carved with a few gold-plated large characters in a dragon-and-phoenix dancing style - Cangjing Pavilion.

  Mo Bei strode forward with big steps, directly crossing the street and entering it.

  Inside the house, dozens of fiery red candles were burning inside a huge semi-transparent crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

  The candlelight is dim and flickers with the gentle breeze.

  Under the candlelight, the crystal lamp looks dazzling and beautiful.

  "This is a chandelier made of fire crystal! That fire crystal is extremely expensive, just a palm-sized piece requires a spirit stone! This Scripture Pavilion is really luxurious." Mo Bei exclaimed in surprise.

  He spoke while his eyes kept scanning the surroundings without a moment's pause.

  The grand hall inside the pavilion is extremely spacious, stretching ten zhang in length and width. Row upon row of bookshelves stand neatly arranged, stacked high with all sorts of jade slips, ancient books with yellowed pages, and even unknown crystals.

  These countless jade slips, ancient books, and crystal stones converge into a vast ocean of books, as if to drown Mo Bei.

  Occasionally there were a few figures in front of the bookshelf, wandering around, holding a book or a jade slip, carefully flipping through it.

  "Tsk tsk, Tai Xu Zong is indeed one of the four major immortal sword schools, its foundation is so profound!" Mo Bei couldn't help but exclaim.

  "This is just a book that outer sect disciples of the Tai Xu Sect can read, it's just the tip of the iceberg. If you were to add those books that inner sect disciples can read..."

  "With these books, I can know that mysterious island, even the Penglai Peninsula, like the back of my hand!"

  "And all of this can become my potential points, giving me strength!"

  "Potential points, countless potential points!" Mo Bei's eyes were scorching hot, a thread of excitement appeared on his cheek, and he muttered to himself excitedly.

  Just as Mo Bei's thoughts were in disarray.

  "Who is this Taoist?"

  A female attendant walked out of the scripture pavilion with a smile on her face and softly asked, "May I ask if you would like to borrow some books?"

  "Oh," Mo Bei woke up from his contemplation, took two steps forward, and smiled at the female servant: "I need to borrow books about the monsters on the Island of Demons."

  The waitress nodded with a smile: "Please follow me."