Phoenix Destroyer
64. Ordering Robes

Out of the Xiaojia Shop, Feng Mo and Kong Li went to the Gujia Shop.

The magic pill sold by Gujia was very complete.

Some magic pills were even magic pills whose recipes had been lost were destroyed by history.

Feng Mo counted in his heart, even Gujia's thousand-year legacy could not compare to his blood legacy.

The current spiritual grass had also slumped to a few points.

If not for the Caodi Valley dedicating its life in growing spiritual grass, perhaps many spiritual grasses had also been lost.

Feng Mo spent over half of the spirit stones he had just obtained today, to purchase many high-tier spiritual grasses.

Out of Gujia, the two went to the Jiangjia Shop.

Feng Mo bought a lot of blank talisman paper.

As for the talisman ink, Feng Mo could make it himself.

There is nothing to buy at Fujia Store.

Feng Mo could refine his own formation flags, and even create formation plates.

As the two were walking past an embroidery workshop, Feng Mo suddenly wanted to make a new robe. Previously, all of Feng Mo's clothes belonged to were finished clothes.

Kong Li also looked at the embroidery workshop and felt moved. He wanted to make some more clothes. His luxurious brocade could only be kept for a while, but the human-owned finished clothes were a little out of his taste.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and walked towards the store.

The embroidery workshop was a two-story shop.

From outside the store, a little look some neatly lined cloth rolls.

Bright colors filled the whole room.

Some finished clothes with elegant colors and embroidery patterns are paired on the doll next to the door.

A friendly waiter came to greet the guests.

"Hello Guest, do you want to make a personal order or take an order? "

"We'd like to order some sets of private robes, "

"Please, I'll take you to the tailor, "

Feng Mo and Kong Li followed the servant up the stairs to the second floor.

Unlike the first floor used as a garment shop, the second floor of the embroidery workshop was more like a private room of a teahouse.

The quiet environment separates itself from the crowded outside world.

The soothing aroma of plants filled the air.

Some plants grow in pots, placed around a small area.

There was a table located in an open space, a middle-aged woman was sitting while brewing a cup of tea.

"Mrs, both Guests came to make a personal booking, "

The woman put the teapot back to the table, "please sit down young man, tell me how you want to do it, "without looking back, the old woman can feel the existence of both.

Feng Mo and Kong Li looked at each other, not knowing how they could meet a strong cultivator just for wanting to make some personal clothes.

True, the old woman was a cultivator at the Mahayana stage.

"Junior has met Senior, "not knowing what to do, Feng Mo and Kong Li first give their regards.

"Good, "

After getting permission, the two came to the table and sat with their backs straight.

The fear of a higher power might have been firmly rooted in genes, Feng Mo and Kong Li sat down carefully. Afraid of provoking the old lady in front of him.

The waiter who escorted the two away and went back downstairs.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, but the old woman remained calm struggling with her teapot.

"What do you want to order? "

The old woman finally started the conversation, easing a bit of tension.

"We'd like to order a full set of robes, Senior, "

"You want to use the cloth from the store or bring your own cloth? "

"We brought our own cloth, "

"Show me, "

Feng Mo took out a scroll from the universe.

So did Kong Li.

The old woman initially did not care much, sewing was her hobby, she would do it if she wanted to.

But looking at the two shiny raw materials before his eyes, his hands suddenly shook.

"Tier 8 Black Spider Sutra?! "

"Silk of the 7th level of the Golden Beetle?! "

Feng Mo looked at the excited face of the old woman.

From the beginning he realized that the woman was not looking at them in earnest.

While it was true that strong cultivators tended not to care about lower cultivators, but it still made Feng Mo uncomfortable.

There are no signs of disdain, but indifference is another form of not taking others seriously.

Feng Mo had seen many high-level cultivators, this was the first time he had truly felt a feeling of abandonment in the face of a powerful cultivator.

"Hey, kid. You guys really want to make a robe? " The old woman touched the Black Spider Sutra with clear affection in her eyes.

"Senior, please. We'll pay the labor costs, "

"okay! Leave me! I'll make you a handsome robe, "so nice cloth, must be perfect in his hands.

"Truck Senior, "

"Is there any special requirements? "

Feng Mo handed a piece of paper to the workshop owner.

The old woman found something in the painting in an instant, "is this a formation array or a talisman array? "

"Senior has good eyesight, this is a formation array, "

The old woman looked at Feng Mo deeply, "it is not easy to insert the array of formations into the robe. Easy to crush good materials, "

"I will entrust to Senior, "

The old woman snorted but did not refute.

"Come, measure your body, "

The old woman called out to several maids to help the two measure body parts.

He himself stood up and surrounded the two to see which style looked good.

Sewing was her hobby, and the satisfaction in making good clothes was her obsession.

Actually, good clothing raw materials can produce sets of clothes that can adjust the shape of the body. But it seems like this embroidery workshop did not do anything according to the common sense of cultivators.

"One more month come here, "

After which they parted, The old lady observed the two of them coming out of the shop from the second floor and sighed.

"What is the Madam thinking? " the waiter asked.

"Rarely see good raw materials, "

"Of course it's a good thing, "

"Is there anything else? "

"Mrs Song asked when did the Madam come back? "

"Don't think about it. Come get me my needle, I'll sew the robe myself tonight, "

"Yes, Madam, "

Feng Mo and Kong Li left the embroidery workshop for a while before Kong Li finally issued his complaint.

"Is the woman reliable? "

Kong Li did not mean to underestimate the work of others, but from the beginning of the old woman's indifference, he felt that perhaps the old woman's work was questionable.

He did not dare to say it at the beginning, because everyone else was a Mahayana cultivator.

"Don't worry, "

Feng Mo initially also felt unreliable, but as soon as he saw the old woman's excited eyes, he calmed his mind.

Feng Mo knew Kong Li's worries, afraid that good resources were being darkened by others.

But maybe they think too much.

Other people's faces may be deceiving, but the eyes are a reflection of the heart.

Also the higher Feng Mo's cultivation was, the more he could feel the hearts of others from his eyes alone.

That was why he was not too wary of Wei Xiyan and his followers.

He did not feel any evil intent coming from the two.

"Taois Li, please wait a moment! "

Someone came to block the road.

Feng Mo looked at the others suspiciously.

He was convinced that the 'Li' this person meant was himself.

But this unfamiliar face, Feng Mo was sure he did not know her.

"This Taoist, is there something? "

"My master wants to meet Daoist Li, please? "

"Who is your Master? "

The stranger pointed at a window on the top floor of a tea shop across from him.

A familiar face came out from the open window, nodding towards Feng Mo.

Feng Mo was a little surprised.

"Okay, let's go, "

The man took Feng Mo and Kong Li into the teahouse and went straight up the stairs to the top floor.

The man knocked on one of the doors of the private room.

"Come in, "

Feng Mo and Kong Li entered, while the foreign man remained outside.

There were two people in the private room.

Han Liwen sat on the chair, while Adjutant Ning stood behind him.

"Please sit down, "

Feng Mo walked over, leading Kong Li to sit down.

Adjutant Ning came pouring tea cups for the two.

"Thank you, "

The tense atmosphere appeared as soon as the tea was poured.

Han Liwen had been staring at Feng Mo from the very beginning. He looked seriously at Feng Mo from top to bottom. Wanting to see where the strong confidence came from in the face of a level 9 savage beast earlier.

To his surprise, from his unintentional observations today it appears that these two brothers are more mysterious than he thought.

Han Liwen had received an investigation report about the two Mo brothers, the results had been sent to his desk.

It took days to investigate, but the results were a little out of expectations.

These two Mo brothers seemed to emerge from thin air.

They had come to Border Town without using the teleportation array from the nearest city, and they had never passed through the city gates.

After coming to the city, only elder brother Mo Kong was seen in and out of the wild to hunt beasts. Mo Li's younger brother was nowhere to be seen.

Even the inn only rented one room.

It was not until there was a commotion at the inn that little brother Mo Li appeared to the world, with the cultivation of a younger brother higher than an older brother, many people still remembered him.

Previously no one even knew that Mo Kong still had a younger brother.

It was not uncommon for a younger brother to have a cultivation above an older brother, but generally no one was able to survive in such a situation.

But the two brothers had a very good relationship.

It can be seen at a glance.

Han Liwen saw that Mo Li was taking care of Mo Kong anywhere.

Mo Kong had a high level of self-defense tools, one above the head, the other was a bracelet, and the other was a robe accessory.

But Mo Li's younger brother didn't even have a single set of self-defense tools. His body was cleaner than his robe.

Was it because he was too confident in his strength? Or something made her believe that no one could hurt her.

Light flashed in Han Liwen's eyes.

He guessed that the background of the two must be very strong. But which power is it?

Kong Li did not know that he had been misunderstood.

The self-defense tool in his body was a gift from his father.

After all these years, only the few resources given by the father were left behind. So Kong Li only wore it to always make him remember the existence of the Peacock Clan Patriarch.

If he knew it would be misunderstood, perhaps Kong Li would just keep it in the corner.

"Don't know what King Ren needs? "

In the war without gunpowder, Feng Mo confessed that he was too young and had no experience.

Han Liwen easily suppressed it without giving off the aura of a high-level cultivator.

"This king doesn't know if Master Li still has a teleportation talisman? If Master Li still had it, this King would want to buy it, "

Sure enough, Feng Mo had predicted this moment.

One Wei Xiyan wanted a teleportation talisman, now there was another Han Liwen who wanted it as well.