Hua Qiuzui suddenly said: "Back then, Shenzong destroyed the Dharma and left only three thousand mountain gates. The monks in the world were like worms. They experienced changes in three years and cannibalized each other. The winner is the king and can step onto the ladder to heaven...

…”

"Xuantian Pavilion!" Li Mo's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"Destroying the Dharma without upholding the Dharma...what is this going to do?"

"Perhaps it's just to train the biggest Gu insect." Hua Qiuzui whispered softly: "Practice in this world is like refining Gu. This huge world is just a breeding ground for Shenzong."

"Senior sister, you are so sinister." Li Mo muttered.

"Don't be afraid if you have a dark belly, as long as your skin is white."

While talking, Hua Qiuzui led Li Mo into her most precious storage room.

The knives here have been tempered and polished for thousands of times. They stand out from the many knives and are qualified to be displayed here.

As soon as he walked in, Li Mo felt a strong and powerful breath coming towards his face. Countless blades came at him, like mountains pressing down on him, making him breathless.

The so-called mountain of swords is gone, I'm afraid that's the case.

"They are all treasures."

Li Mo's eyes shone brightly as he looked at the knives displayed in the crystal box. He couldn't even estimate how much silver they could sell for.

"This senior sister is really rich."

The way Li Mo looked at Hua Qiuzui was different.

Based on his experience in playing with knives, every knife here is worth a fortune, and the last one will be better than the original Red Flame Knife.

Collecting so many knives requires not only financial resources and energy, but also an extremely wide network of contacts.

Obviously, the woman in front of her is what Feng Wannian calls a high-quality rich woman. She is young, rich, has a good figure, and is beautiful... the best among rich women.

Feng Wannian once said that there are three classes of rich women in the world.

The next lowest level is those who are physically strong and have a body like an ox.

This kind of rich woman is the most difficult to deal with. The average person can serve her for three months at most, and then she will be crumpled and discarded like a piece of toilet paper.

Even a master like Shen Yimen may not be able to handle it.

As the old saying goes, a rich woman is as strong as an ox, but an eighteen-year-old boy is also worried.

The second category is those who have great wealth but are terminally ill.

As long as you have enough patience and love to accompany this rich woman through the last journey of her life, and provide her with adequate humanitarian care, she will always leave a generous fortune to you if she is not a charlatan.

As for the first rank, the senior sister Hua in front of me is rich, beautiful and youthful.

This kind of rich woman has people rushing to get close to her.

In Feng Wannian's eyes, this is not a senior sister, it is simply a golden mountain that can give birth to children.

"What are you thinking about?" Hua Qiuzui asked suddenly, looking at Li Mo's beaming expression.

"I'm envious of senior sister. I wonder when I will be able to have so many precious swords." Li Mo responded casually.

"When I get back, I'll go down the mountain and take on a few more errands."

"Huh!?" Hua Qiuzui's eyes narrowed slightly: "Last month at the mountain sect's all disciples' meeting, the leader emphasized that it is strictly forbidden to go down the mountain privately, and the incident of holding multiple jobs requires the Ninth Academy to learn lessons deeply, draw inferences from one example, and maintain a high sense of strict cultivation... …You didn’t go?”

"I went... of course I went. Could I miss the leader's speech? It was touching and thought-provoking. I almost recited it after listening to it."

Li Mo replied calmly and walked quickly to a crystal box.

A faint blue knife with a red thread running through the entire blade, which looks both small and charming.

"This is a beauty knife. Use it to shave your face every day to remove fine lines..."

Hua Qiuzui looked at the faint blue knife with a proud expression.

"Even neck wrinkles can be removed."

"Sister, this is a third-grade rune weapon." Li Mo glanced at it and was dumbfounded.

"So it's precious."

While talking, Hua Qiuzui led Li Mo to the side again. The snow-white dagger was like a gift from heaven after the ice and snow melted. The flickering cold light made people feel like they were in the harsh winter.

"This is a [whitening knife], shave three times a week to give you cool white skin."

Hua Qiuzui subconsciously touched her skin, which looked like a shelled egg.

She has two major interests in her life, one is knives and the other is wine.

In addition, there is another career that I am willing to fight for my whole life, and that is maintenance.

"This one is amazing, [Yu Zu Knife]... The vibration of the particles on the blade can tenderize the feet and make the skin delicate... Of course, the purpose of this knife doesn't end there."

Hua Qiuzui picked up a sword for daily use. At first glance, it looked like it was composed of countless particles.

"This is one of my most proud treasures... Back then, a sister was even willing to trade half of the street's property with me..."

Having said this, a proud smile appeared on Hua Qiuzui's face.

"I heard that she still has to step on sand and play every day...it's really pitiful."

"Senior sister...the knife you have here..." Li Mo curled his lips and hesitated: "Isn't there something a little normal?"

Buzz…

As soon as he finished speaking, an ancient sword aura slowly rose from the depths of the storage room. The terrifying aura even made the Red Dragon Sword in Li Mo's hand tremble.

Immediately afterwards, the treasured swords that were usually treasured in the crystal box began to chant.

"That's..."

At this moment, Li Mo could see clearly that there was an ancient sword enshrined at the top of the storage room. It was three feet long and made of ancient bronze. The back of the sword had lines that resembled the human spine.

"Senior sister...what kind of knife is this?"

With just one glance, Li Mo's mind was completely attracted by the sword in front of him. The ancient charm was like an abyss, making it difficult for people to escape. The terrifying edge of the sword emanated from it and could even split the spiritual sense.

"That's Luofu's knife..."

"Luofu's sword?" Li Mo was stunned, and then he showed a strange look: "Senior sister, who are you?"

"I am its owner." Hua Qiuzui whispered softly.

"Why doesn't it have a scabbard?"

"What kind of scabbard can withstand its edge?" Hua Qiuzui smiled slightly.

"I am its scabbard!"
Chapter completed!