Yun Chengcheng slept for a long time, and he was very peaceful, and he didn't even have a dream.

She was really tired.

After cultivating for three days in a row, not to mention, she finally used the Spell Soul Resurrection Technique, which also consumed too much soul power in her body. After the master was resurrected, her emotions fluctuated again, and her whole person almost collapsed.

When I woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Qingluan prepared a beautiful lunch for her, which was very hearty.

Once you've eaten and drunk enough, it's time to get down to business.

"I'm going to go to the auction house."

Yun Chengcheng put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, "Some of the things you got from the central altar can be taken and sold on consignment." Especially those weapons, more than seventy, are of little use to keep around. ”

Selling it for a considerable amount of medium-grade soul stones is also very beneficial to the husband's physical recovery.

Medium-grade soul stones, you can also buy other things.

"Yes."

Mo Bai expressed his support, "Those broken copper and iron are good if they are sold." Your weapon will get you the best one for the future division. ”

Cloud Fall = . =

"Broken copper?"

No way.

Master, any one of them can make the young talents of Kyoto red-eyed and sharpen their heads to compete.

"Hmm." Mo Bai nodded, "At the beginning, there was an iron striker, and I didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick and guilty of being a teacher. As a teacher, he locked him in the Zijin Building and asked him to build a weapon that satisfies the teacher. But until he died, he didn't make a handful that could enter the eyes of the teacher. ”

Yun Chengcheng asked, "What is the name of that iron-striking man?" ”

"It seems to be called a candle...... "Mo Bai struggled to recall, "I can't remember, a little minion." ”

"Candle what?" Cloud Fall asked again.

How can it be a little minion!

With such a powerful weapon, is it definitely a master-level weapon?

That is to say, Master, your old man has a high vision and looks down on others. Not to mention anything else, just the peacock feather iron fan used by Qingluan, the power is really great, the fan dances, the wind blade storms, and the destructive power is called a dim sky.

Mo Bai thought hard, and then said, "What are the candles?" ”

Yun Chengcheng's eyes lit up: "But Candle Yongzi? ”

"Yes!"

Mo Bai gave a positive answer, "It's Candle Yongzi, I remembered it for the teacher, he is a mediocre talent, and he has a mediocre character in his name." ”

Yun Chengcheng looked helpless, suddenly wanted to laugh, and suddenly wanted to complain.

"Master, Master, what do you want your disciples to say about you? Candle Yongzi is a famous refining master in history! To this day, together with Master Ou Yezi, he is still enshrined at the gate of the refiner's union, and countless juniors worship and bow every day. ”

These two are both at the level of the ancestor master.

At least, in the field of refiners, it is the ancestral master.

It's just that Ou Yezi is like thunder, and there are more works in the world and he is more familiar; Because Candle Yongzi is relatively low-key, and after middle age, he is nowhere to be found, and few works are outflowed, so his popularity is relatively poor.

Legend has it that the Longyuan Divine Sword, which is enough to slay the dragon, is the handwriting of Master Candle Yongzi.

"That mediocre talent, can you also be called a master?" Mo Bai's tone was full of doubts, "I have found all the materials for the teacher, let him fix the sentence, he can't do it, and he doesn't live up to his name." ”

Cloud Fall City: "......"

Jumang, that's the legendary ancient gods.

She has only seen this name in the book of myths and legends, it is said to be a broken sword, could it really exist?