Mo Ling Weapon Refining Workshop.
Su Zimo walked out of the room and squinted at the scorching noon sun hanging high in the sky, the confusion in his eyes gradually dissipating.
Su Zimo's body trembled, and a series of crackling sounds came from his body, as if he was frying beans, his muscles and bones roared, and his blood was like a sea tide!
call!
Su Zimo opened his mouth and exhaled a long stream of white air, which was as solid as a sword. It shot out several meters away before gradually collapsing.
In folk myths and legends, immortals can fly in the clouds and mist, spit flying swords from their mouths, and take the enemy's head thousands of miles away!
The scene that just happened was very similar to the legendary flying sword from the mouth. If a mortal who didn't know how to practice saw it, it would probably scare him half to death.
In fact, this white energy is not a flying sword.
It was only because Su Zimo's internal organs became stronger after practicing the Zang-Refining Chapter that he had the strange sight of exhaling breath like a sword.
Of course, this white energy has no lethality, let alone taking the enemy's head thousands of miles away.
After experiencing an assassination last night and refining a top-quality spiritual weapon for the bearded man, Su Zimo stayed up all night and was mentally exhausted.
I rested all morning today, and I just woke up. The injury on my arm has completely healed, and my energy is back as before.
As soon as Su Zimo sat down on the stone bench in the yard, the door was pushed open.
Nian Qi, eating a bunch of candied haws in his mouth, ducked in with a smile on his face, as if he had encountered something interesting.
"Sir, you're awake!"
When Nian Qi saw Su Zimo, his eyes were bright and he called out.
Su Zimo nodded and asked with a smile: "What happened? I'll make you laugh."
"Hehe, I can't hide anything from you, Master."
Nian Qi ran over with a smile and sat aside.
In two years, Nian Qi has changed a lot, not only in his cultivation level.
Two years ago, when Nian Qi first moved in, Su Zimo could feel that this little girl was still very wary of him.
As time goes by, this guarding becomes less and less.
Nian Qi gradually became cheerful and lively.
Nian Qi said mysteriously: "Sir, guess what I just saw in Yongxingfang?"
"Is it related to what happened last night?" Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.
Nian Qi stared, nodded repeatedly, and told the emperor's announcement vividly.
"Sir, you haven't seen that the expression on the elder of the True Fire Refining Workshop is really wonderful. Humph, it's such a relief."
Su Zimo's eyes flashed with surprise.
He also did not expect that the Emperor Zhou would express his position at this time.
"Sir, the monks in the royal city are discussing this matter now. They all say that Mr. Mo can walk sideways in the royal city from now on..."
Nian Qi imitated the tone of others and spoke in a rough voice, which was quite funny.
Su Zimo smiled.
when! when! when!
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Su Zimo and Su Zimo looked at each other, both a little confused.
This month has already reached the middle of the month. If you want to customize the best spiritual weapon, you can only wait until the beginning of next month. How can anyone come here at this time
Nian Qi ran over and opened the door.
There were two monks standing at the door. One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, with a broad forehead, deep eyes, and extraordinary bearing.
The other one is quite elegant, with fluttering white clothes, and is half a body behind the former.
Nian Qi frowned secretly.
Her spirit-peeping technique was unable to detect the level of cultivation of the two of them!
There are only two situations.
One way, the two people in front of them practiced some kind of hidden realm technique.
Second, the cultivation realm of the two of them has surpassed the Golden Core realm and reached the Nascent Soul realm!
The second situation was immediately eliminated by Nian Qi.
As the True Lord of Nascent Soul, there is no reason to come here.
Although Su Zimo can refine the best spiritual weapons, he cannot catch the eye of True Lord Nascent Soul.
"Two fellow Taoists, why did you come here today?" Nian Qi stood at the door and asked in front of the two of them.
The man in yellow robe in front said with a smile: "Little girl, this is not the way to treat guests, is it? Just block us out and talk?"
"Is there anything you have to say that you can't say outside?" Nian Qi tilted his head and asked seriously.
The two people at the door looked at each other speechlessly, both feeling helpless.
The man in yellow robe smiled and said: "Little girl, I came here today because I want to meet Mr. Mo and ask for Mr. Mo's help in refining a top-quality spiritual weapon..."
"no."
Before the man in yellow robe finished speaking, he was interrupted by Nian Qi.
Nian Qi said: "My young master only refines one top-quality spiritual weapon every month, and will hold an auction at the beginning of the month. If you want to customize a top-quality spiritual weapon, you can come here to bid at the beginning of next month."
The man in yellow robe was stunned for a moment.
For so long, no one has dared to interrupt him or shut him out.
The elegant man behind him had a look of anger in his eyes, frowned slightly, and said in a slightly scolding tone: "Girl, you..."
"Um?"
The man in yellow robe looked sideways slightly and stopped the elegant man.
The man in yellow robe turned his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, tell me, when you bid at the beginning of the month, what was the highest price for a top-quality spiritual weapon?"
Nian Qi blurted out without thinking, "One and two million high-grade spiritual stones."
"good."
The man in yellow robe nodded and said: "I will pay double the price and ask Mr. Mo to help you refine a top-quality spiritual weapon in private!"
"Two million and four hundred thousand!"
Nian Qi was shocked.
This amount is a bit scary, and ordinary Jindan Daoist people can't come up with it.
Nian Qi couldn't make up his mind and subconsciously looked at Su Zimo in the yard.
Su Zimo looked calm, took a slow sip of tea, put down the teacup, and nodded: "Let them come in."
Nian Qi stepped out of the way, and the two men in yellow robes walked into the Mo Ling Weapon Refining Workshop.
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, the yellow-robed man's eyes fell on Su Zimo, with a hint of splendor, and he nodded.
"sit."
Su Zimo didn't get up, pointed to the stone bench opposite and said something.
The man in yellow robe sat down, and the elegant man stood aside, looking around, pausing slightly at Ye Ling, and his eyes flickered.
Su Zimo looked at the man in yellow robe and asked seemingly casually: "What do you call fellow Taoist?"
"My surname is Zhou." The man in yellow robe said without changing his expression.
Su Zimo nodded and said nothing.
The man in yellow robe smiled slightly and asked, "I have admired Mr. Mo for a long time. I don't know what sect Mr. Mo comes from. Who did he learn this skill in refining?"
Su Zimo raised his head, playing with the tea cup in his hand, looking at the man in yellow robe with a half-smile, and asked: "Don't you want to refine weapons, fellow Taoist? What's the purpose of asking about my origin now?"
"Mr. Mo was too preoccupied. I was also curious, so I asked subconsciously." The man in yellow robe looked as usual, and it seemed that he really asked the question unintentionally.
The man in yellow robe nodded to the elegant man next to him.
The elegant man took out 30 pieces of weapon refining materials from the storage bag, and sorted out 2.4 million high-grade spiritual weapons, put them all into the storage bag, and placed them in front of Su Zimo.