Bidding farewell to Long Ling'er and Mei Si, Ding Ling saw that it was still early, so he went to the big market to sweep again. He feels that it is important to maintain the original flavor of the void sky, but the quality of life should not be left too far behind.

It was nearly dusk when he returned to the void, so he threw everything out and stood on the hillside. When I see everyone doing their own thing, I feel a sense of pride.

In just a few months, it has gone from a lonely hut to a small city with thousands of inhabitants of all ethnic groups, which is a miracle.

Looking around, everyone is busy with their own business.

Mingyue, Xuanwu and Ah Youduo are guiding those clansmen of the Jiuli clan who have cultivation qualifications, Pei Yuan, to practice. Mu Hanling was busy on the construction site, she copied the broken dialect and quarreled loudly with several clansmen who looked like leaders, as if she was praising her father that her house was too low, and if the roof was not four meters high, it would be a cage for them.

Then the people of the dwarven country over there were not happy, and said that four meters is not high? Do you want to cultivate to the sky? So the people of the Kuafu clan said that they were responsible for transporting the materials, and of course they should be given priority......

Well, only Mu Hanling, the chief engineer, can suppress these people. I saw that after arguing for a while, those people dispersed separately, and then went to work obediently.

Bai Qianqian was refining the spirit pill and planting the spirit grass with several wizards of the Jiuli clan.

As for Scar's group of people, they naturally practiced the Nine Palace Bagua Array under the guidance of Xie Wanling. Because Xuan Wu left, Ding Ling's little apprentice Zhou Bing successfully ascended to the position, and just made up eight people.

The responsibility of cooking rice fell on poor Qin Nuo. However, for such a thing as cooking, Qin Nuo, who has not been very good since he was a child, has already made good dishes, not to mention that the most troublesome thing in cooking is washing dishes, and she doesn't need to wash them - Xiao Wu and a group of them have broken their heads in order to grab the right to wash dishes.

After standing for a while, Ding Ling saw that no one paid attention to him, so he turned around and returned to the hut, sat down cross-legged on the bed, and sat up to forget the scriptures.

For most of the months since recuperating from her injuries, Mingyue has not returned to the tree of fate, and Ding Ling has slowly become accustomed to this feeling. He knew that since Mingyue was not a bloodline elf in the ordinary sense, then he had to respect her wishes.

And he also found a particularly strict problem, that is, in those battles in the past, he relied too much on Mingyue's real-time calculations.

Yes, instant computing is very powerful, so powerful that as soon as he starts instant computing, he can instantly turn the tables, or almost invincible.

But the battle with Xie Yunliu that day shocked him. If Xie Yunliu hadn't thought about isolating the aura of the battlefield that day and divided eight people to set up a large array outside and attack him with all his strength at the beginning, then he would not have been able to survive the moment when Mingyue cracked the Nine Palace Bagua Array.

And instant computing doesn't mean that it starts when it starts, it takes too much spiritual power. Once he can't end the fight in a short time, then he can only run, and if he can't run, he can only be captured.

Therefore, Ding Ling felt that he still had to improve his strength. And the most fundamental embodiment of one's own strength is actually the improvement of the realm.

Being knocked down from the peak of the Hearing Dao to the upper level of the Hearing Dao made Ding Ling a little depressed, he hadn't even touched the threshold of the transcendent realm...... And there is also a problem that his two masters don't know what the transcendent realm is like, and they don't have any experience to sue him.

Well...... Maybe tomorrow when you see the wind and snow, you can ask and see, how can you be superb, when you hear the extraordinary, how can you be superb......

Putting aside the chaotic thoughts, Ding Ling slowed down his breathing, and he sank his body and mind to the source of the river of life located deep in his heart.

There was nothing in the boundless space, only the Tree of Destiny stood lonely, absorbing the spiritual power from all over the body's bloodlines.

......

The next day, Ding Ling first returned to the provincial university and drove away the small mini that was white and shallow, and then pinched the time to go to the airport to pick up the wind and snow.

In the car, Ding Ling put forward a request for Feng Bangxue, saying that he should have at least more than 100 magic weapons, which are at least above the spirit level. After hearing this request, Feng Bangxue didn't show a surprised expression......

So Ding Ling was surprised, for a long time, he couldn't understand and couldn't see through the wind and snow. Although he had a feeling, this girl had no ill will towards him.

"When I get to the place, I'm not used to talking about business in the car. Feng Bangxue smiled slightly, then leaned back in the seat and pretended to sleep.

Ding Ling secretly scolded and pretended to be a criminal...... Then I went into the city and chose a secluded café.

After sitting down, Feng Bangxue went directly to the topic, she looked at Ding Lingzheng and said: "More than a hundred, this is a large number, you must know that magic weapons are not mass-produced." Each magic weapon must go through the six procedures of material selection, refining, forging, inlay, crossing the spirit, and opening the spirit. ”

"Because of the special perception of spiritual power in magic weapons, ordinary steel cannot be used to make magic weapons at all. Let's take an example of the most common spirit sword. Feng Bangxue said as she spread her hands flat on the table, and then the Holy Spirit Spirit Sword that Ding Ling had seen quietly appeared.

"My sword is called Benlei Sword, and it was made about four hundred years ago. The material used is extraterrestrial meteorite ......"

Ding Ling frowned, could there really be such a thing?

Feng Bangxue smiled and prompted: "At that time, it was the year of the Ming Dynasty's apocalypse......"

As soon as he said this, Ding Ling suddenly realized. During the apocalypse of the Ming Dynasty, there was indeed a strange explosion in Beijing, which was called the world's three natural mysteries along with the Death Hill incident in India and the Tunguska explosion in Russia.

"In addition to the meteorite iron that can be used to make the zuò spirit sword, there are also those ancient bronze vessels, or those natural utensils that contain spiritual power formed naturally. ”

Ding Ling scratched his head and smiled: "Uh, I don't know about this, but what's the use of you suing me about this?"

"I tell you that you mean that you want so much at once...... Actually, it's very difficult for us to do. Feng Bangxue stared at him and suddenly chuckled.

"And the price ...... It's expensive too!"

"Damn!"

"No, I'm serious. Feng Bangxue put away her smile and said, "I don't ask you what you want to do so much, but can you afford the price?" If you really want it, I can prepare thirty spirit swords for you immediately, plus fifty spirit products." ”

"But the price of a psychic spirit sword starts at least eight million. The spirit product is cheaper, but it is also three million bases. ”

"Even if we're acquaintances...... I can give you a discount, and you can calculate how much it will cost yourself. ”

After finishing speaking, Feng Wangxue looked at Ding Ling quietly.

Ding Ling took a sip of coffee, so bitter that he couldn't swallow it for a long time.

After a long while, he said quietly: "I can't pay for it......

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