"Junfeng, can you tell my aunt what's going on?"

On the way back, Miao Ru saw Miao Junfeng closing his eyes slightly, looking like he was reluctant to speak. She couldn't help but take the initiative to ask.

Miao Junfeng slowly opened his eyes, smiled at Miaoru, raised his head, and sighed a little melancholy: "Don't you all think I'm a waste?" So, what's so important about what happened today? ”

Miaoru's heart shook slightly, and she held back her excited expression, and said gently: "Junfeng, I'm your aunt." Even if you're a trash, I'm your aunt.

But you also have to know how small our personal interests will be in front of the interests of the family. Like today, I would have liked to slap her, but I really can't. ”

"I understand, I really do. If I am strong enough, my family will submit to me. ”

Miao Junfeng's serious and natural words completely disturbed Miaoru's state of mind. Now there is no need for Miao Junfeng to say anything more, she already understands what happened today.

"Wrong, we were all wrong, my father was very wrong this time. But if I tell my father, will he believe it? Miaoru was silent, she had to be silent, this matter was very big, and the big one could make the Miaojia jump in place.

"Huh?"

Miao Junfeng felt a mysterious ethereal force approaching the carriage, and he lifted the curtain and looked in the direction he felt.

Three men dressed in white and wearing hats did not hurry to meet their own carriages. At first glance, they look like ordinary people, but if you feel it carefully, the three of them are like air, and they can't catch a breath at all.

Miao Junfeng's actions naturally attracted Miao Ru's attention, and she leaned behind Miao Junfeng, lifted the gap in the curtain, and looked ahead.

"What are you looking at?" In Miaoru's field of vision, there was no figure in front of him.

"Don't you see three men dressed in white?" Miao Junfeng was puzzled.

"Three men in white? Junfeng, it's just dark this day, don't scare your aunt, okay. ”

"Alright! I was dazzled. Miao Junfeng lowered the curtain, but he was thinking about why these three people came here.

Looking at Miao Junfeng, who was becoming more and more mysterious, Miao Ru really doubted that the person in front of her was not her nephew who grew up watching her.

Half an hour later, the carriage drove into the Miaojia compound.

"Junfeng, you go back to wash up and rest first. I'll have dinner delivered. After Miaoru finished speaking, she turned around and hurried towards the inner courtyard.

Miao Junfeng raised his head and looked up at the starry sky, and he suddenly felt that what had happened to him was something unreal. Whether it is the master who suddenly appeared or Solomon who was beside him, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a myth and legend.

"Hey, hey, boy, what are you thinking! Your aunt has been there just now, and I can't communicate with you much. Now I have two very important things to say to you, and you must listen well!

First of all, don't go to the sealing place anymore, I didn't expect that the force field there would disappear so quickly. The three people you saw before should have come to investigate this matter, and they are not the ones you can figure out and fight against now.

The second thing is, do you have the materials for refining at home? I can guide you in refining a talisman for yourself. You must know that now you appear in front of everyone as a warrior.

As a martial artist, how can you not have a talisman by your side? At present, you have no problem using the Thunder Sword, but for the sake of stability in the future, you must refine a talisman tonight! ”

"Solomon, I didn't expect that! You're still a master refiner, yes, that's good. ”

"Hey, boy! What kind of tone are you, do you think I'm a faint king? I am the great King Solomon, the King of Solomon who has never been before or since. ”

"Yes, yes, great King Solomon. So now you tell me, what do I need to do? ”

"Of course, I'm looking for the materials I need to refine the weapon! How stupid! ”

"Oh! So what kind of materials are needed? ”

"Let me think about it! Judging from your current level and realm, it doesn't need to be too good. Otherwise, if the husband is not guilty, I will suffer with it. ”

"Roger. Then I'll take you to our warehouse! You might even find herbs that nourish your soul! ”

"Hehe, this is good, you kid still has a conscience, you haven't forgotten about me!"

Miao Junfeng walked towards the warehouse in the backyard in three steps and two steps, and he smiled at the people he met along the way.

The guards guarding the warehouse opened the door of the warehouse without saying a word, after learning of Miao Junfeng's intention.

Walking through rows of shelves and through warehouses, Miao Junfeng, who didn't know anything about refining weapons, walked slowly through the warehouse with a blank face.

"Stop, this row of shelves, count from top to bottom, the piece of black iron placed in the middle of the third row is very suitable for sword refining."

"Sword refining?"

"Nonsense, if you use a thunder sword, if you don't practice a sword, can you refine an axe!"

Miao Junfeng was embarrassed by Solomon's words, so he took a ladder from the shelf, climbed up, and took the black piece of iron down.

"It's pretty heavy."

"Nonsense, a reader like you, who never exercises, is already a rare thing to be able to pick it up."

"Hey! Don't you always talk nonsense, okay? I'm your master, even if I'm a little stupid, you can't just scream nonsense. ”

"Ahem..., I also hate iron and steel! It's quiet, and there's no miscellaneous people approaching, so we're practicing swords here. ”

"Right here? All right! Listen to you, who made you a teacher now! ”

"Hey! It's good to know. Below you sit cross-legged, mobilize your spiritual power, visualize the flame form, and transform your spiritual power into spiritual fire. ”

"Okay, wait a minute."

Miao Junfeng likes challenging things, refining is his first attempt, if it is done, he will undoubtedly have another trump card.

The mobilization of mental power is simple, but it is difficult to transform into a flame form.

It is very easy to collect and release the formless and qualitative spiritual power, but if you change it into a certain form that you need, this difficulty is not ordinary.

The sweat on his forehead has begun to drip down, his brain has begun to become groggy, and his control of mental power has begun to decline, showing an unstable fluctuation trend.

"Whew!"

Miao Junfeng fell back, gasping for air, he felt very tired and wanted to sleep now.

"Take a break first, and then continue, and I'll give you a little bit or two."

Solomon felt very admired that Miao Junfeng could hold on for so long, even if it was himself, he couldn't last so long when he first refined the weapon.