The outline of his facial features is very obvious, with an aura of calmness and dignity, and there seems to be great wisdom between his eyebrows.
He looked at Mu Tianyin and said slowly: "I took four people with me, but now you are the only one who has returned. What happened to you in Han Cun? And why did you get this scar?"
The old man couldn't believe that Mu Tianyin was in such a miserable state, that he was forced to use spells regardless of the backlash, had to forcibly improve his cultivation, and even had his arm broken, because of other competitors for the young master of the Mu clan.
Because, in his opinion, in this competition, no one has a higher level of cultivation than Mu Tianyin.
If this embarrassment is all due to the opponent, then...
The old man's eyes suddenly opened, and a faint light flashed deep in his eyes. He said to Mu Tianyin who was in a coma: "My choice will never be wrong! No matter who hurt you like this, I will save you and even make you stronger!"
…
Medieval World, Xizhou, Fusha City.
Mu Qingge's departure and return did not alarm the rest of the Sang family.
The only people who knew about her back and forth were King Sang Shun, Sang Lanruo, and Mu Xuewu. It can be said that the rest of the Sang family had no idea that she had left, experienced life and death, and was heartbroken.
On the third day after returning, Mu Qingge and Si Mo walked into the weapon refining room of the Sang clan that could only be used by the head of the family.
In the past three days, except for the day she woke up and did what she needed to do, she did not see anyone for the remaining two days, but meditated for two full days.
After that, she took the initiative to come to King Sang Shun and asked to borrow the weapon refining room.
Si Mo told her that if she wanted to re-forge the Linglong Spear, it could not be refined in her space, because the world in the space could not complete the last process.
In the entire Sang clan, King Sang Shun's weapon refining room was the best, so of course she chose this one.
"Ge'er just came back and her body hasn't recovered yet. Why do we have to start refining the weapon?" King Sang Shun muttered as he stood outside the weapon refining room.
Today, he saw Si Mo again.
Because I guessed that he was Mu Qingge's fiancé, I secretly took a few more glances. The more I looked at it, the more I liked it, and I felt that only a man with such an extraordinary appearance could be worthy of his granddaughter.
It was a pity that in the past few days, he had never had the opportunity to ask Mu Qingge whether the man following her was her fiancé.
And the man didn't seem to have any consciousness. He just followed Mu Qingge and didn't come to say hello to him, an old man.
King Sang Shun thought for a while, turned around and left the weapon refining room, heading towards the small courtyard where Mu Qingge lived.
…
"Master Sang!" Youhe suddenly saw the person coming and was surprised.
King Sang Shun nodded, walked to the chair and sat down. Youhe quickly brought tea and fresh refreshments.
King Sang Shun picked up the tea, put it to his lips and sipped it lightly, and said to Youhe: "Youhe, you grew up with Ge'er, right? I heard that you have been serving Ge'er since you were very young. Ge'er is also quite respected by her."
"Yes." Youhe leaned forward slightly, showing a faint smile.
In fact, she was wary in her heart. She didn't know the purpose of King Sang Shun's visit today, so she naturally had to deal with it carefully. There were some things that Mu Qingge didn't want others to know, so she couldn't reveal a word.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just here to ask some minor questions." Who is King Sang Shun? How could he not see the anxiety in Youhe's heart, so he immediately gave her a reassurance.
You He smiled and said, "Master Sang is joking. If Master Sang has anything to ask, please ask. If You He knows, he will never hide what he needs to say."
The implication is that I shouldn’t have said anything, so I’m sorry and can’t tell you!
King Sang Shun heard the meaning of these words and was not angry. He just smiled and said: "I just want to ask, whether the man in Xuanyi who accompanied your master back these few days is your master in Linchuan." The chosen match?"
'It turns out I came here for Uncle Mo. 'Youhe suddenly realized something in his heart.
Regarding Uncle Mo, Mu Qingge never deliberately concealed anything, but he never took the initiative to explain it.
Youhe smiled, then nodded and said, "Master Sang is right. That gentleman is our young master's future husband. This is something that everyone in Linchuan knows."
Si Mo's grand proposal had already spread to every corner of Linchuan.
Nowadays, who doesn’t know that the Countess of Qin’s Mu Mansion is His Majesty’s beloved wife
really!
King Sang Shun's eyes lit up and he asked again: "What is this young master's name? Where does he live? And what is his origin? Do you know everything about him?"
"This..." Youhe shook his head in embarrassment.
King Sang Shun's eyes darkened, and he said to You He: "Your master is about to marry him, how could you not know the details? Could it be that your master has told me that you are not allowed to tell me?"
"Master Sang, please don't get me wrong. The young master has never said anything like this. It's just that the origin of my uncle is a bit mysterious, and my servants can't figure it out, so it's hard to tell." Youhe explained hurriedly.
"Just tell me what you know. I will judge what the facts are." King Sang Shun said.
Youhe had no choice but to say: "My uncle... Before we settle down with my young master, we all have to address him as His Majesty the Holy King. This is especially true in Linchuan. For us, His Majesty the Holy King is the only one in Linchuan." God. Don't talk about me. Even my husband can't tell the origin of His Majesty the Holy King. I just know that he existed when the current situation in Linchuan emerged. He has always been reclusive and very mysterious. , the one who pulls the cart for him is not a spiritual beast in Linchuan. His Majesty the Holy King is very powerful, even my young lord said he is unfathomable."
After hearing these words, King Sang Shun not only frowned, but also whispered: "With such an ambiguous identity, how could the in-laws easily agree to this marriage?"
Hearing his words, Youhe hurriedly said: "His Majesty the Holy King came to ask for marriage in person, and it was my young lord who personally agreed."
It meant to tell King Sang Shun that not even Mu Xiong could interfere with Mu Qingge's marriage and she could only leave it to herself.
King Sang Shun was stunned and nodded in agreement. "With your master's temper, if she doesn't want to marry, no one can force her to marry her. I just don't know if she knows what kind of person she has promised herself to."
There was a hint of worry in King Sang Shun's tone.
I am afraid that my granddaughter will be deceived without knowing the relationship.
After a while, he looked at Youhe again and asked, "How is he treating your master? Did he come to the medieval world with your master?"
You He smiled and said: "I don't know anything about the relationship between the young lord and Uncle Mo. But I think it's a good thing, otherwise my young lord will not pay attention to it with his temper. As for Sang Sang The second question of the master, I really can’t answer. Uncle Mo comes and goes without a trace. I’m afraid only he and my master know when he comes and when he leaves.”
"So mysterious?" King Sang Shun whispered.
Finally, he sighed and said: "Forget it, I can't ask you anything else. When your master is finished working these days, I will ask her in person."
After all, this was a lifelong event for his granddaughter, and he had to ask clearly.
After that, he stood up and planned to leave.
Youhe hurriedly leaned over and sent him out respectfully.
…
In King Sang Shun's weapon refining room, Mu Qingge took out the exquisite spear that was broken into two pieces and placed it in front of him.
She is already a god-level weapon refiner. In the Sang family's weapon refining skills, she has already mastered the methods for refining sacred and supreme weapons after the god level.
At first, I just thought that since I had just refined the sacred weapon, I would not be too hasty and let it settle for a while before studying the refining of the sacred weapon.
But she didn't expect that now, apart from things like this, she had to start trying to refine holy weapons.
"I don't know if I can succeed in refining a holy weapon for the first time." Mu Qingge looked at the exquisite gun, feeling a little uneasy.
If she were to use other materials to refine weapons, she would naturally not be like this.
Just because the target was the Linglong Spear, from the very beginning when she got the Linglong Spear, it had been accompanying her in all her battles. In the end, he committed suicide because he didn't want to hurt her.
If she failed to practice this time, she was a little afraid that the Linglong Spear would be completely destroyed.
"Xiao Ge'er, don't be too nervous." Si Mo understood her mood and comforted her in a low voice, "Just do what you should do. The exquisite gun is a top-notch artifact. Now you just reforge it and add some new things. It shouldn’t be a big problem to raise its level, not to mention, I’m by your side.”
Mu Qingge took a deep breath and nodded.
After calming down, Mu Qingge took out the Xingsha Xuanwu Gold and placed it next to the exquisite gun.
"Xingsha Black Gold!" Si Mo's eyes lit up, and he recognized the origin of Hei Jiao Tan at a glance.
Mu Qingge raised her eyes and looked at him, "You know everything."
Si Mo smiled slightly and used the same excuse as always, "The longer you live, the more you know."
Mu Qingge twitched the corner of her mouth and looked away, too lazy to pay attention to him. She looked at the Star Sand Black Gold and murmured: "The Star Sand Black Gold is very hard. I want to use some and add it to the exquisite gun to increase its hardness and sharpness."
"It's a good idea." Si Mo nodded.
Mu Qingge pursed her lips and said nothing. She looked at the materials placed in front of her and snapped her fingers. Taichu Jihuo appeared in front of her. The bright red fire light illuminated the entire refining room and her stunning beauty. facial features.
Looking at the flames, Mu Qingge lost her mind for a moment, but she soon regained her composure and kept replaying in her mind the steps that needed to be paid attention to when refining the holy weapon.
"The difference between a sacred weapon and a divine weapon is that a sacred weapon has a soul, and can form its soul over a long period of time. This way it can reach the state of being connected to its owner's mind and will be destroyed even if it is not dead." Si Mo's voice came out slowly.
Mu Qingge slowly closed her eyes and settled all her thoughts before she opened her eyes and threw the broken exquisite gun into the urgent fire of Taichu.
The fire slowly enveloped the exquisite gun. Under the continuous burning of the urgent fire of Taichu, it gradually turned into a wriggling liquid...
(End of chapter)