Xiuxian: Beautiful Women Like Clouds

The two women each had their own unique opinions on the back door, and for a while they actually got along quite well.

"What kind of magic weapon are you going to make?" Mo Yun said, looking at the exceptionally beautiful woman in front of him.

"I've heard a long time ago that you can create magical weapons of any shape. Do you think you can create this kind of magical weapon?" Xiyue took out a blueprint and put it on the table.

"Do we need to install additional gears?" Mo Yun was obviously stunned when she saw the drawing. She was very familiar with this thing.

At the same time, he felt a little regretful that the beautiful woman in front of him actually had to use this kind of magic weapon. Then he felt a little relieved, as he had been using it for a long time.

"What are gears?" Xiyue was stunned, a little confused.

"Well, after the installation, the magic weapon can automatically find its master and kill the enemy automatically." Mo Yun shared some of his thoughts.

"I don't need such strong destructive power. You just need to make what I drew on the blueprint exactly. Remember, it must be exactly the same." Xiyue pointed at the blueprint with her jade finger and said solemnly.

"Are you really not considering adding gears? It feels really good to kill enemies independently. You won't get tired no matter how long you kill." Mo Yun was still making his last effort.

Because the more complex the structure of the magic weapon is, the more spirit stones you can earn, so Mo Yun strongly recommends adding some parts.

"If I need to kill the enemy, I can do it manually." Xiyue felt that with her Jindan stage cultivation, she would not get tired no matter how long she killed.

"Okay!" Mo Yun could only nod regretfully and took Xiyue into the refining room.

"The handle on the hand needs that kind of material." Mo Yun said with a smile.

"It's of ice attribute!" Xiyue said after thinking for a moment.

"Does the weapon need to add a large number of raised threads?" Mo Yun asked again.

"Uh, no need!" Xiyue shook her head and looked at the other person deeply.

This time the refining was not complicated, and a magic weapon was refined in about a day.

"You wait here for a moment. I'm going to take the magic weapon in and polish it a little." Mo Yun took the refined magic weapon to another refining room alone.

Not long after, Mo Yun, sweating profusely and staggering, handed the magic weapon to her.

After paying the spirit stones, Xiyue left in a hurry.

In a house, Xiyue's slender jade hand held the magic weapon, looking for the feeling she had before.

"This person Lu Hao is indeed your illusion." Xiyue stood up suddenly. She could tell by the feel of her hands. It must be said that this woman has extraordinary perception.

At the same time, in another room of the Tianmo Sect, the old man in yellow robe was making tea and discussing some things with two old friends.

"Do you still remember that we helped Xiyue take out the gold coin dart?" The old man in yellow robe suddenly said with a serious expression.

"Of course I have a deep memory of it. I will never forget it until I die!" The old man with white beard nodded and smiled.

"I suspect Xiyue was using an illusion, and we actually didn't see anything!" said the old man in yellow robe.

"You mean she wasn't hit by the dart?" the white-bearded old man couldn't help but ask.

"It's true that her dart hit her, but the flawless woman we saw was most likely just an illusion of Xiyue." The old man in yellow robe sighed lightly.

"Doesn't that mean we didn't see anything and even helped her remove the dart for free!" said the white-bearded old man angrily.

"Damn it, maybe this is the real situation. That woman is too cunning." The old man in yellow robe said in a bad mood. He only found out recently that Xiyue had already mastered the sect's supreme secret technique, Thousand Illusion Bodies.

This secret technique is extremely strange and can hide the true body, making people see realistic illusions.

After coming out of the secret room, Xiyue immediately summoned his disciples, brought the yellow-robed old man and other elders, and rushed towards the Star-Moon Empire.

Xiyue summoned quite a few people this time, including three elders and ten disciples. These people are all elites trained by their sect.

On the other side, Mo Yun, who had just finished refining the weapon, was so hungry that he sat down heavily on the ground and ate the white flour buns he had made. Only then did he feel better.

The Wanbao Pavilion's Guardian Conference will be held tomorrow. Many distinguished guests have already arrived, and the teleportation array has been lighting up continuously.

The entire holy city was crowded with people from all races. This was the first time such a grand event had been held in many years.

There were so many people in Wanbao Pavilion that it was impossible to move around. There were crowds of people everywhere. Some of them were invited to watch the ceremony, and some came to see Ye Wushuang, who was extremely powerful among the younger generation.

"Ye Wushuang appears!" Many people exclaimed and hurriedly made way for him. Some women even had looks of admiration on their faces.

Ye Wushuang walked forward slowly. He looked heroic and had a calm temperament. His black hair was loose and there was a defiant look on his face.

Many people could sense how powerful this person was from the aura he exuded.

Next to him was a beautiful woman, it was Tang Yuwei. She was wearing a white dress that perfectly showed off her curvy figure.

"Brother Ye, last time I saw you fighting with dozens of women in the Yu Nu Fang in one night, you will surely win today as well." A man came forward and complimented with a smile.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid!" Ye Wushuang said angrily. It was obvious that this guy wanted to take advantage of the crowd today to spread rumors and cause trouble.

"Write it down quickly. Ye Wushuang fought with more than 30 widows in the Yu Nu Fang last month and won a great victory!" A purple-haired girl hurriedly asked a man next to her to write down what she said.

"Bang Ying, is it really necessary to write it like this?" The young man next to him asked in confusion.

"Why write such an exaggerated title? Have you forgotten that you wrote the same thing about Lu Hao before? Only in this way will our booklet sell well." The purple-haired girl named Bangying pouted her bright red lips and said with some dissatisfaction.

Wanbao Pavilion has made full preparations for today's battle and directly opened the Black Gold Battlefield, which was jointly refined by hundreds of weapon refiners and is extremely sturdy.

Ye Wushuang was already standing on the black gold arena with his hands behind his back, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

In the distance, a green dragon came riding on dark clouds, and finally transformed into a middle-aged man with a scaly face, sitting in the audience.

Soon, a brilliant five-colored divine light appeared, and a huge golden spider flew in the sky, with an old woman sitting on it.

Colorful lights were constantly streaking across the sky, and it was obvious that many monks had arrived one after another.

Suddenly, the sky turned a fiery red, and a nine-headed strange bird pulled a chariot, rumbling across the sky. A woman sat on the chariot, and it was the little princess Ye Qingwu.

This battle was extremely lively. Luo Tianxian, Qin Shiyun, and Xiyue were all there.

Everyone has arrived, except Lu Hao, the other protagonist, who is nowhere to be seen.