"I see." Ling Zhao understood.

It was only then that she realized that she had really run shit luck.

Originally, she planned to go to the city today to buy a suitable nest for the little silver wolf, but now that she can't control the Red Shadow Xuanhuo, she can only wait.

Mo Yun had been gone for a while, and Ling Zhao was worried that he would make some mess again, so he said hello to Uncle Li and went to the main courtyard to find Mo Yun, but Mo Yun was still in the main courtyard.

Putting the little silver wolf on the table, Ling Zhao said directly: "I'm afraid that I will burn something again, you can help me watch it." ”

Mo Yun just changed the last burned clothes, looked at Ling Zhao, and had a slight headache: "It takes a lot of spiritual power to extinguish the Red Shadow Flame." ”

"Then aren't you afraid that I will burn down your City Lord's Mansion again?" Ling Zhao was right.

Mo Yun was helpless: "Then you can practice." ”

Ling Zhao smiled, he had originally planned to use the method of controlling his spiritual power to try to control the Red Shadow Xuanhuo, but the result was obviously not good, and the flames fluttered onto the wooden table, but fortunately, Mo Yun was extinguished in time and did not cause any losses.

Ling Zhao smiled hesitantly, and used the method of controlling spiritual power to control the Red Shadow Xuanhuo, but it still didn't work.

The following morning, Ling Zhao tried all the methods he could think of, but he couldn't control this thing, and by noon, Ling Zhao was not lightly tired, but Mo Yun was much calmer, and while sitting and flipping through the book, he looked at Ling Zhao, looking more like he was used to it.

Seeing that Ling Zhao had made another flame, he waved his hand without raising his eyelids, and extinguished it.

"It's so hard." Ling Zhao sat on the ground with his buttocks.

She had burned almost every place in the room that could be burned.

When the little silver wolf saw her sit down, he ran over and rubbed Ling Zhao's thigh.

Ling Zhao rubbed his head and picked him up.

Mo Yun poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and glanced at the little silver wolf: "The bloodline of this snow silver wolf is quite pure, take care of it, say that it may not be able to cultivate into a divine beast in the future, even if it can't, a high-level spirit beast is a certainty, and it is a great benefit for people like you who can't do it." ”

"Hmm." Ling Zhao nodded weakly.

She didn't really feel much, whether it was a spirit beast or a divine beast, she hadn't really felt it, so it was just a big piece of cake for her.

Mo Yun didn't say anything more, and changed the topic: "Can you feel the Red Mysterious Fire in your body?" ”

Speaking of this, Ling Zhao's eyelids raised: "I can feel it, on my elixir, I can use the method of using spiritual power to use this Red Mystic Flame, and I can also feel that it is actually under my control, but it will still pop up inexplicably." ”

It's like a bug.

Mo Yun thought for a while: "Is there a possibility, in fact, the firepower in your body is too strong. ”

"Aang?" Ling Zhao looked at him suspiciously.

Mo Yun said: "If there is too much water, it will overflow, and if the firepower is too strong, it will naturally float out." ”

"Hey, it's possible." Ling Zhao felt that what Mo Yun said made some sense: "But I can't keep getting angry, it's not good." ”

"I'll give you a light winter coat, you can put it on." Mo Yun said, taking out a long skirt that was as light as a cicada's wings from the Maidu ring, the long skirt was like a veil of moonlight, and the moment Mo Yun took it out, Ling Zhao felt a coolness permeating the room.

Light winter clothes, as the name suggests.

It is made of silk spit by ice silkworms in extremely cold places, and has a strong defensive power.

Ling Zhao didn't be polite to him, so he went to the side and put it on, but because the light cold clothes were too thin and too revealing to cover anything, Ling Zhao just wore it as a lining, and after putting on the light cold clothes, Ling Zhao felt that the heat on his body was gone.

She was suddenly pleasantly surprised, and after coming out, she turned around in front of Mo Yun, and then waved her sleeves vigorously, and there were no more flames popping out.

"City Lord, this light cold clothes are really useful!" Ling Zhao said: "Thank you for this matter, when my body can fully withstand the Red Mysterious Fire, and no longer pop out of the flames inexplicably, I will return the light cold clothes to you, and for now, I will borrow them for the time being." ”

Mo Yun smiled: "I'm afraid it's not easy." ”

If Ling Zhao wanted to wait until that time, it was estimated that it would not be easy, she couldn't do it.

Mo Yun didn't know that Ling Zhao's elixir was already stronger, but it was still the weak and weak elixir before, as if it was lost as soon as the wind blew.

Ling Zhao didn't say anything, nor did he care about his words.

No longer angry, Ling Zhao planned to go out of the mansion to buy a nest for the little silver wolf.

After saying a word to Mo Yun, he left.

When he came to the street, Ling Zhao went to Xiaoyao Pavilion first, and as soon as he entered, he met Ji Muwan and Liu Wumei, as well as Liu Duqing, and the three of them were together.

It's just that Liu Duqing's face is not good.

Ling Zhao paused when he took a step, and saw that Liu Duqing was still a little weak, although Mo Yun said that he would not remember what happened before.

Liu Wumei was the first to see Ling Zhao, she was the first to say hello, full of smiles: "Miss Ling, are you here too?" ”

Ling Zhao let out a "hmm" and walked over, paying attention to Liu Duqing's reaction, seeing that he just glanced at himself and didn't have any special reaction, he was relieved in his heart, and he was much more confident.

"We are looking for spiritual weapons, Miss Ling, are you also here to buy spiritual weapons?" Liu Wumei asked again.

Before Ling Zhao could speak, Ji Muwan said, "Can she afford it?" ”

After finishing speaking, he noticed Ling Zhao's gaze and snorted.

This is simply the bear child of the landlord's family.

Ling Zhao really didn't know why she looked at herself so unpleasantly, she had to choke twice when she saw that she had something to do, it wasn't as excessive as it was at the beginning, but it was still a nose and not a nose and eyes were not eyes.

Ling Zhao didn't bother to bother with her, and said slowly: "Yes, how can I afford it, I'm just an ordinary third-order alchemist, and one of my pills can only buy a few high-grade spirit stones." ”

The high-grade spirit stone is precious.

Ji Muwan's face turned purple when she heard this, and she snorted again and stopped talking.

When Liu Duqing heard what she said about the third-order alchemist, he couldn't help but look at her twice, but this look was quite strange, not like admiration for the alchemist or anything like that, nor like he was surprised that Ling Zhao was a third-order alchemist at a young age.

It's an indescribable thing.

Ling Zhao didn't feel very good, and glared back with a frown: "Look at what!" Haven't you seen a third-order alchemist? ”

"It's true that I've never seen a third-order alchemist with such talent as a girl." Liu Duqing made a gesture like a dog: "I am just amazed by the girl's talent." ”

Ling Zhao rolled his eyes and pretended.

Ling Zhao had seen his true appearance, how could he be deceived by his clumsy disguise.

In the interval between the three of them talking, it should be that the waiter who served Liu Wumei and the others before came back with a box, and after he opened it, Ling Zhao looked at it, it was a long whip, Cheng Xue was white, and there was a barb on it, which was extremely powerful.

The waiter pushed the box in the direction of Ji Muwan: "Girl, it's this moonless whip, it's a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and the price is three hundred high-grade spirit stones." ”

"Three hundred?" Ji Muwan exclaimed.

Alchemists are rare, and alchemists are even rarer.

Because the conditions required by the refiner are more stringent than those of the alchemist, the first condition for achieving the refiner is to have natal fire, because ordinary obsidian cannot support the aura required by the refiner at all.

The second is that it requires both mental power and spiritual power.

Under normal circumstances, high-level spiritual cultivators may have strong spiritual power, but they can't meet the conditions required for alchemy, while alchemists are not capable of spiritual talent.

Barely a third-order spirit master may have been brought by a contract beast.

As far as Uncle Li is concerned, he is only a first-order spirit master.

Not to mention Ji Muwan, although she is a first-order alchemist, her spiritual cultivation is still only at the introductory stage.

It is a testament to the saying that if God opens a window for you, he must close a door for you.

The refiner is the darling.

The spiritual power and spiritual power required for refining are far greater than those required for alchemy.

That's why good spiritual weapons are so expensive.

There are also some defective products, such as the hairpin that Ling Zhao gave to Liu Wumei last time, although there is the price of ten high-grade spirit stones, but it is already a cabbage compared to other spirit weapons, because that hairpin is a defective product.

It may be that a refiner destroyed his practice when he was practicing other spiritual weapons, or it may be that the refiner used leftovers to refine it casually.

These are collectively referred to as defective products.

And above the defective products are the low-grade spiritual weapons, followed by the medium-grade spiritual weapons, the high-grade spiritual weapons, the best spiritual weapons, the super-grade spiritual weapons and the divine aura.

It's just that no one can practice the divine spirit weapon at the moment.

Even there are no more than three super-grade spiritual weapons in the entire continent, and they have all been sealed for a long time, and no one can use them.

The words are far away, and then again, Ji Muwan obviously can't afford this medium-grade spiritual weapon, she looked at Liu Wumei, Liu Wumei smiled at her in embarrassment, and then said to the waiter: "I'm sorry, we don't need a medium-grade spiritual weapon, do you have a low-grade one?" ”

The waiter didn't have any other expression, but still respected and respected: "Yes, there is also a soft sword that meets this girl's requirements, and it is a low-grade spiritual weapon." ”

As he spoke, he placed the wooden box on the shelf beside him, and then went to fetch another wooden box, and when he opened it, it was a soft sword three feet long, with a light blade and light blue water ripples printed on it, which looked extremely beautiful.

"This is the Wanshui Sword, one hundred and twenty high-grade spirit stones."

Ji Muwan tugged at Liu Wumei's sleeves, with embarrassment between her eyebrows.

Ling Zhao knew that he still couldn't afford it.

The defective products are also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the inferior spiritual weapons are naturally also divided, so the prices are high and low, Ling Zhao didn't care about them, but said to another waiter who rushed over: "Hello, please help me find a pet kennel or something, it doesn't need to be too good, I can't afford it, just the defective product." ”

"Hmm......" Ling Zhao thought for a moment and added, "The cheapest one will do." ”