When An Baobao said this, both his expression and voice were cold and warm.

Qi Chuhan couldn't help but shudder, and hurriedly said, "Lord Youhe, is this matter too risky?" If something happens, the valley will inevitably be besieged by those few sects!"

"Don't worry, listen to me. Luo An'an narrowed his eyes, covering the sharpness in his eyes: "Don't worry, I have never been a person who only cares about myself, and there is no need to pay you for such a trivial matter." In the end, it is natural to think of a foolproof solution. ”

Yan Zhao asked in a deep voice, "What is the perfect solution?"

An Baobao spread his hands helplessly: "Isn't it that you haven't figured it out yet? Don't look at me, you should also think together, otherwise the final victim will be you." ”

Qi Chuhan, Yan Zhaowei: "......"

As the saying goes, the three stinkers have resisted Zhuge Liang, and now that the stinkers have returned to their positions, the perfect solution has not come.

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Ling Yue was bored and watched Mo Jiuxiao calmly and calmly use the Nine Shadows Flame to fuse the refining materials with the sword embryo, but the process didn't seem to be so smooth.

Mo Jiuxiao refining is difficult, and the more Ling looks at it, the more uncomfortable it is. He thought sullenly, and he had already taken out some of his master's private notebooks to read.

I really couldn't bear it anymore, so Ling Yue reminded Mo Jiuxiao lightly: "The sword embryo is a spiritual object refined by Jinhao Immortal Venerable, and it is the same as Jinhao Immortal Venerable's temper, and it can't tolerate foreign objects. You still use a demonic Nine Shadows Flame Refiner, are you worried that you won't fail?"

After saying this, Ling Yue originally thought that Mo Jiuxiao would replace the Nine Shadows Flame and use other flame refiners, but he didn't expect Mo Jiuxiao to be his own as usual, as if he hadn't heard his own words.

Lingyue was angry: "You will definitely fail!"

Hearing this, Mo Jiuxiao gave Ling Yue a look, and actually took ...... Despise.

"If my natal artifact can't come according to my heart, then what use do you want it to do!" Uncle Mo said coldly. The next second, the restless sword embryo under his hand trembled, and then became surprisingly obedient.

Lingyue: ...... What a broken weapon spirit, it's all undisciplined stuff!

But Lingyue, as a holy weapon, is considered the emperor of emperors in the realm of instrument spirits, so what he said naturally makes sense. It took Mo Jiuxiao half a month to finally melt all the materials into the sword embryo, and he saw that the sword was formed, but the purple thunder bamboo really couldn't melt into the sword embryo.

Purple Thunder Bamboo can become a treasure of Zen Buddhism, and the real role is not just for fun. As the best material for the thunder attribute, it has a great effect, and it also has great side effects on Mo Jiuxiao.

That is, the Purple Thunder Bamboo is the ultimate treasure for restraining demon cultivation. Like the most virtuous and holy saint, he will not die in the company of evil spirits.

Although the Nine Shadows Flame melted it, the Purple Thunder Bamboo refused to merge with the demonic sword embryo no matter what, and the anxious sword embryo swirled directly above Mo Jiuxiao's head.

Ling Yue looked at this scene lightly, thinking to himself: If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of you, now it's up to you to do something.

In fact, if there is a drop of Luo An'an's blood to fuse, let alone the Purple Thunder Bamboo, even the god-level refining materials can be successfully fused. However, looking at Mo Jiuxiao's rarity with An Baobao, I am afraid that he is reluctant to let Luo An shed a drop of blood.

Mo Jiuxiao pursed his lips and frowned, and finally stretched out his hand to the hot and melted purple thunder bamboo, neatly cutting his hand.

Blood immediately gushed out, dripping on the Purple Thunder Bamboo.