"Yes, I'm really sorry to disturb Senior Yang, I still have some things here, so let's talk about it later."

Yang Xi, who was outside the house, nodded and said, "That's okay, the old man will leave first and say goodbye." ”

Inside the house, Mo Xuan stood up with a wry smile, immediately turned around and walked into the bathroom, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.

After thinking about it, Mo Xuan still didn't go to Yang Xi, but set up a few more breathing arrays in the room.

Coming to the table, Mo Xuan poured a glass of water and drank it, and after thinking about it, Mo Xuan took out the purple stone he had obtained in the blacksmith shop from the storage ring and put it on the table.

Under the dim light of the room, the purple stones emitted a mist all around them, as if the whole stone was hidden inside, like a cloud falling from the sky.

In addition, there are occasionally one or two dark streamers flashing on the purple stones, which looks very gorgeous.

It wasn't until he looked at the entire stone that Mo Xuan released his divine sense and swept towards the stone.

After a few breaths, Mo Xuan frowned, and a trace of puzzlement flashed on his face, when he used his divine sense to scan the stone just now, he knew that this was a metal stone, and it was also the twelfth Zi Ming Gang Gold among all metals, but Mo Xuan didn't think that a piece of Zi Ming Gang Gold was worth the Tiandong Sect's so much trouble, and he also dispatched an elder!

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan scanned it with his divine sense again, and this time Mo Xuan released his spiritual power at the same time.

Time passed minute by minute, under the dual effect of spiritual power and divine sense, Mo Xuan never understood it thoroughly, although there was a trace of the shadow of Zi Ming Gang Gold in it, but it was not all, because the density of this stone was strange, and unlike the ordinary Zi Ming Gang Gold, the weight of this piece of Zi Ming Gang Gold was almost three times lighter than that of the same size Zi Ming Gang Gold! And the density is also different.

Until the end, Mo Xuan didn't see what kind of stone this was, that day he actually noticed this stone in the old man's stall by chance, and he thought it was a piece of Zi Minggang gold, but now it was beyond Mo Xuan's expectations.

After retracting his divine sense and spiritual power, Mo Xuan really didn't guess what kind of metal it was, and he thought about all the metals within a hundred, but he still didn't know why.

After pondering for a while, Mo Xuan shook his head, simply stopped thinking about it, and looked up at the Zi Minggang Gold quietly placed on the table, and Mo Xuan directly took out the black long sword from the storage ring.

At the beginning, the black broken blades were all sharpened like clay, and that time in the Ten Thousand Swords Shrine, the complete sword body was accidentally fused, and the sharpness could no longer be described as sharpening iron like clay, and it was simply nothing more than blowing hair and breaking hair.

Tightening the black long sword in his hand, Mo Xuan glanced at Zi Ming Gang Jin, and then slowly lifted the sword body and placed it on top of the Zi Ming Gang Gold protrusion.

With a flicker in his eyes, Mo Xuan's arm holding the long sword suddenly exerted a slight force.

Snort –

I saw that the long sword slowly cut into the Zi Ming Gang gold, but at the same time, it also used almost sixty percent of Mo Xuan's strength.

A trace of shock flashed in Mo Xuan's eyes, and he couldn't help but increase the strength in his hand again, and finally there was another rub, and the bulge of Zi Minggangjin was quickly cut off.

Call......

However, it was strange that the thumb-sized piece of Zi Minggang gold fell on the table without making a sound!

Mo Xuan frowned fiercely, picked up the bulge, rubbed it in his hand a few times, and found that it was very round, without a little awkwardness, and then threw it a few more times, and found that every time he threw it, it also had weight, but when it fell, it was like a feather!

Holding the bulge in his hand, Mo Xuan fell into deep thought, but soon, Mo Xuan put away the stone and put it in the storage ring along with the long sword.

Anyway, it's a piece of metal, no matter what kind of it is, it's just right to use it to make a mask.

Just do it, Mo Xuan picked up the Zi Minggang gold on the table, came to the center of the room and sat down, put the stone in front of him, and after holding his breath and concentrating for a while, Mo Xuan stretched out his hands, and his eyes instantly froze.

Rumble!

I only heard a low roar, and two flames suddenly appeared on Mo Xuan's hands, and the bright light of the flames lit up the entire room, and the temperature rose instantly.

The flames burned fiercely in Mo Xuan's hands, sparks splashed everywhere, Mo Xuan's spiritual power was released, and the flames suddenly turned into two pillars of fire and rushed towards the stones, and they were immediately tightly wrapped inside.

Airplanes!

As the temperature of the flame continued to rise, the purple stone also revealed a hint of red.

Without pausing, Mo Xuan continued to release flames, burning non-stop.

Time passed slowly, and the temperature in the whole room seemed to have reached a certain critical point, and did not continue to rise upward, while the room was blinded by a burst of purple red.

Due to the dual purpose of one heart and a large amount of spiritual power and the dual output of spiritual yuan, even if Mo Xuan's cultivation had reached the Xuanzun realm, his breathing was a little short at this time, and a layer of dense fine sweat was covered on his forehead.

And at this moment, I saw that the purple stone in the flame had become red and bright, and then the stone protruded and softened directly, turning into a mass of liquid floating into the air, with the protrusion of that piece, the purple stone as a whole also began to melt, and after a while, the purple stone completely melted, turning into a red liquid floating in mid-air.

With a slight suffocation of breathing, Mo Xuan's mental power was frantically output, and the two pillars of fire in front of him turned into two arms, one arm opened his palm and pinched the liquid floating in the air in the palm of his hand, and the other arm put his fingers together and cut down towards the middle of the liquid.

I saw that the palm of the hand was like a knife cutting tofu, and in the blink of an eye, the liquid was divided into two balls, and one of the liquids was pinched in the palm of the hand by the arm, and then put back on the ground, and the moment the palm left, the liquid on the ground instantly solidified, and then set, and returned to the previous appearance of the purple stone, but the body shape changed.

It had reached this point, and everything after that was relatively simple, until two hours had passed, and the light in the entire room had dimmed all of a sudden, and the scorching temperature had dissipated instantly.

Call......

The flames suddenly dissipated in the air, and a mask the size of Mo Xuan's palm fell from the sky and fell into Mo Xuan's palm.

It was a purple mask, with a smooth surface and countless dense dark lines, and occasionally a wisp or two of red flashes added a bit of mystery and charm to the mask.

After rubbing it a few times, a feeling as warm as jade instantly came from above his fingers, Mo Xuan nodded with satisfaction, this mask seems to be almost perfect, but it is not complete, because if it is worn on the face, it can only cover half of the face, of course, there are naturally reasons for Mo Xuan, thinking that Su Yun'er will always be frightened for her beautiful face, to be honest, Mo Xuan very much does not want to cover it with a mask, but now there is no other way but this method, it is impossible to use that ugly mask again, right? Although the effect is very good, Su Yuna doesn't want to wear it.

Looking at the mask in his hand, Mo Xuan's eyes narrowed, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and after nodding, Mo Xuan stretched out his right hand, his eyes froze, and a flame instantly appeared on the palm of his hand.

Spiritual power poured out, and the burning mass suddenly stopped burning, as if time had stood still at this moment, and then the flame began to change, and after a few breaths, the flame turned into a slender carving knife.

Glancing at the carving knife formed by the flame condensed in the palm of his hand, Mo Xuan picked up the mask and buried his head in the mask for a while, and after a while, a lifelike meal was born, and the plum blossoms with distinct lines were displayed on the mask.

Nodding with satisfaction, with a wave of his hand, the carving knife turned into a ball of flame and disappeared.

After thinking about it, Mo Xuan thought about it again, and after pondering for a while, a smile appeared on Mo Xuan's face.

Airplanes!

I saw Mo Xuan's hands stretched out, and the ten fingers of his two palms opened, and then a breath suddenly gushed out, and Mo Xuan's face was solemn.

Call......

A slight burning sound sounded, and a thin flame suddenly gushed out from the fingertips of Mo Xuan's ten fingers held in mid-air.

Crash......

Mo Xuan's face tightened, and with a movement of his ten fingers, he immediately shuttled in mid-air like a dragon and snake flying, unable to see a shadow, leaving only countless sparks with long tails in tow.

As the minutes passed, the originally silent streets outside the window gradually became lively, and the darkness on the horizon was slowly dispelled by a burst of light, and when the sunlight drove away the last trace of darkness, the whole land was already full of sunshine.

Airplanes! Airplanes! Airplanes!

Throughout the night, there would occasionally be a buzzing sound from Mo Xuan's room.

It wasn't until the sunlight shining in from the window that Mo Xuan stopped carving the inscription, put away all his spiritual power and divine sense, and stopped the operation of the spiritual element in his body, Mo Xuan stretched out his hand and shot it in the air, and a mask flew into Mo Xuan's hand.

The mask is full of brilliance, and there is a burst of mist all over the body, which looks full of mystery and an inexplicable temptation, and the plum blossom on the area of the mask's eye socket is even more lifelike, making people love it, as if they will sink into it if they look at it more.

Looking at the mask in his hand, Mo Xuan nodded with satisfaction, although this mask looks too ostentatious, it is easy to cause some trouble, but Mo Xuan is not a fool, in fact, he has carved many inscriptions on this mask, if some people with low strength and have not reached the realm of King Xuan have a trace of evil intentions towards the owner of this mask, then as long as that person looks at this mask one more time, he can directly erase his divine sense!

Therefore, different people look at this mask and have different colors, and people with bad intentions look at this mask is full of mystery and charm, but people with high strength and a certain vision will only see a strong evil aura and coldness!

Cracking sound!

Putting away the mask in his hand, Mo Xuan stood up and stretched his waist, and suddenly there was a crackling sound of popping beans on each joint.