It is not difficult to etch the formation, but a total of sixteen immortal swords still takes a long time.

Everyone watched with a blank eye, and they didn't dare to come out, for fear of disturbing the sect master, and one accidentally carved it, which was not a remedy.

The night is very deep, sixteen fairy swords, etching is complete!

Everyone's reaction was surprisingly unanimous, basically their eyes lit up, caressing the fairy sword, and they couldn't put it down.

Song Liancheng had already calmed down, his eyes were also extremely bright, and his Chunfeng Sword had risen to the top grade magic weapon!

You must know that there are countless sects on the Island of the Thousand Islands, but even in terms of the position of the sect master, only those who can count the names can use the high-grade magic weapons.

In the crowd, Cui Dapeng was in a stirring mood, and suddenly said: "Sect Master, I have thought of a way to make money, which is ten million times stronger than raising pigs!"

"Hmm, what?" He Yingwu rubbed his forehead, pretending to be a little tired.

"After the formation is carved, all of our immortal swords have been upgraded to a level! This is a huge increase in combat power! At the same time, there is also a huge space for benefits, all characters with heads and faces, even if they spend millions of top-grade spirit stones to improve their magic weapons, they have to step through the threshold......"

Cui Dapeng was a little incoherent with excitement, and it is estimated that he is secretly calculating that a fairy sword will earn 1 million extreme spirits, ten swords is 10 million, and a hundred swords is a hundred million......

Syllable~~~

Song Liancheng turned around and gave him a big mouth, and said angrily: "Then what? With the power of the magic weapon of the promotion, people can cut us more easily and neatly? Tonight's matter, if anyone leaks half a word, there will be no mercy!"

In the end, Song Liancheng looked around, and he was already full of killing intent.

"Don't dare!"

"Yes!"

......

Seeing that the elder suddenly became angry, everyone hurriedly expressed their attitude.

He Yingwu nodded approvingly.

Song Liancheng is right, if they etch the formation for someone else's house, I am afraid that it will be the first customer, and after the front foot is carved, the back foot will be destroyed.

The only thing that can survive is He Yingwu, who has mastered the etching technique, but he can't live well and can't die.

The reason is very simple: the first customer magic weapon is upgraded, that is the strength of the sect that has increased out of thin air, and there is no reason for you to help others mention it again.

The Shaking Light Sect is so weak, how can it have the right to speak in half a sentence!

Seeing that everyone was silent, He Yingwu smiled: "Elder Song is right, everyone remember, the fatter the pig, the more people are concerned." When you don't have enough self-protection strength, the more wealth, the rarer the magic weapon, and the richer the mineral deposits, the faster you will die. To reiterate, etching the formation, raising the level of the magic weapon, leaking half a word, and the head falling to the ground!"

"Yes!"

"Obey the Sect Master's orders!"

"Sect Master rest assured!"

"Don't dare!"

......

Waving his hand to let everyone retreat, He Yingwu breathed a sigh of relief, finally, his suzerain-master status should be completely stable.

The power of stability is threefold:

The first is Wei Rongguo's years of obscenity, and everyone believes that Wei Rongcuo is what Yingwu is, and what Yingwu is Wei Rongguo;

second, the shock of the big dream visualization technique;

The third is the shock of using two force fields to raise the level of the magic weapon.

With this threefold, the people's hearts are subdued, the light is divided, and the internal affairs are stable!

The establishment of a sect is nothing more than two things, "outside" and "inside", and if the things of the interior are done, the next step is to develop and rebuild morality.

The road is difficult and dangerous!

Cleaning up his mood, washing his face, He Yingwu sat cross-legged, breathed and concentrated, slowly settled, and firmly built the first heavy realm.

It wasn't until late that he fell asleep.

......

Early the next morning, He Yingwu and Song Liancheng walked north together, going to two nameless islands, to choose a vein as the mining base for shaking the light.

It took nearly half a day, and after seeing both places, He Yingwu felt ...... It seems to be the same barrenness.

He was a little helpless and kicked the snow while walking: "I think the two places are about the same!"

"There are still subtle differences. Song Liancheng followed, "The veins of this island are small and scattered, the rocks are very hard, and it is a bit difficult to mine, but according to my experience, further down, it is possible that it is ...... Awl type, the mineral deposits below will be abundant and abundant. ”

"Well, it's just possible. ”

"Yes, it's just possible!" Song Liancheng nodded, "The island in the west just now, the ore veins are also messy and small, the rocks are hard enough, and the difficulty is great, but it is closer to the ground, and from the analysis of the visible reserves, it is about 60% higher over there." ”

"That is, in terms of visible reserves, the one on the west side is higher than this, and it is slightly less difficult to mine?"

"Yes!"

"What if you count the awl type you said?" asked Ho Yingwu.

"If we really have an awl-shaped ...... under our feet," Song Liancheng smiled, "then the reserves here are much higher than those in the west." ”

"Well, so what, you old fox, which side do you think is good?" He Yingwu sighed.

"I can't decide!" Song Liancheng smiled helplessly and bowed deeply, "Everything is under the orders of the sect master!"

"Just under our feet!"

Song Liancheng was slightly stunned: "Uh...... Good!"

"What are you uh about!" He Yingwu glanced at him, "Elder Song, you are testing me! There are 50 spirit stones that can be seen on the western island, and 30 on the surface here, but there may be 200 hidden underneath, or there may not be half of them." So...... You're testing my inertial decision-making, aren't you?"

Song Liancheng was startled, and his face changed slightly: "The sect master said that he was laughing! Liancheng didn't dare!"

"Don't dare?" He Yingwu snorted lightly, "If it was my previous Wei Rong's fault, I would definitely make a safe decision and choose the visible 50, but I ...... now. It's the right thing to solve the problem of demonization, what I want is 200 or even more for a fight!"

"Sect Master ......"

"Now you understand?" He Yingwu smiled, "Don't! Don't! Look at me with old eyes again! I am now, not the Wei Rongcuo who hugged people's thighs before, but He Yingwu who wants to fight for a piece of heaven and earth!"

As he spoke, he thought of the Daode Sect that had been destroyed, and the people who were waiting for him to go back in the apocalyptic world, he wanted to succeed, and he wanted to succeed quickly!

Any object that stands in front of him, whether it is a god or a demon, a turtle king, eight shrimp soldiers, miscellaneous fish, one is counted as one, and they are all crushed!

A tyrannical aura slowly dissipated.

"Yes! The sect master is wise!" In the ice and snow, Song Liancheng's heart was cold, and his forehead sweated slightly.

This was the first time he felt that the sect master, who had become handsome and thin, could also give people this kind of oppression from the soul!

He Yingwu was slightly depressed, just last night, he thought that he had completely consolidated his authority and the people's hearts were subdued, but now it seems that this guy Song Liancheng is actually testing him?

What do you want to do?

Alas...... It's so hard to really accept someone!

......

But in comparison, Song Liancheng was even more depressed!

In fact, the sect master completely solved the problem of demonization, and he was very happy.

It's just that the sect master's name has changed, his appearance has changed, and his personality has changed...... Although this change was bizarre, the metaphor of "taking the blood of the golden immortal" was deeply rooted in his mind, and he felt that it was really possible.

It's just that if he wants to cooperate with the sect master well, of course he must understand the sect master's new temperament!

Only by understanding each other can we cooperate seamlessly!

Only if you understand me and I understand you, can you form a combination of assured delivery of your back on the battlefield!

But this thing is ...... I thought about it a little carefully, I was misunderstood by the sect master, and I was scolded for not saying anything, this is a chill to the bone, it really makes people tremble!

The momentum of the sect master is different...... Sure enough, character determines momentum.

......

The two of them were depressed and walked back one after the other.

Song Liancheng explained two sentences from time to time:

"Sect Master, I really want to see how you make decisions, but I don't mean anything else, I just want to understand you so that I can better serve the Sect Master!"

......

"Sect Master, I really don't mean anything else! The best way to understand a person is to see what he does! I will know your decision......

......

"Sect Master, you see, you used to make conservative decisions, but now you make risk decisions, if I can't figure out this change, I can't cooperate with you properly!

......

He Yingwu only responded with cold words such as "um", "oh", "yes", and "hehe", but gradually, he somewhat accepted Song Liancheng's statement.

After all, words can be said casually, but things like "emotions" and "micro-expressions" are not easy to deceive.

Song Liancheng doesn't look like it's pretending.

The two of them walked about half the distance without a ride, when suddenly someone staggered and ran in front of them, shouting as they ran: "Sect Master! Elder Song! The big thing is not good! The sect is attacked!!"

Gu weak water.