This 'Feihe Biography' came quite suddenly, but Mo Chengjun just tilted his head and thought about it, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Others may not know, but as Mo Chengjun's refining teacher, Yue Siming knows very well what he is learning to refine for, and what kind of goal he wants to achieve.

Not to mention that after the introduction of refining weapons, the types of magic weapons that Mo Chengjun studied have obvious directions, that is, when he usually communicates, he never hides his thoughts and desires.

After all, even if others know what he wants to do, but he doesn't have the ability to 'see the heavens and the earth', and he doesn't have the ability to look directly at the heavens and the earth, it is useless to get results.

And Yue Siming is obviously interested!

He didn't know much about the principles of the microscope, but he couldn't stand the fact that he had too much experience and a whimsical brain.

As far as Mo Chengjun is concerned, the materials and instrument tips given on the paper crane are very interesting, and they are a direction worth studying.

What's more, after being in contact with Yue Siming for so long, he also knew that the other party was not a person who liked to lie, and if there was no substantial gain, he would not directly pass the book over.

It's just that Mo Chengjun raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and hesitated.

It's autumn, it's already dark early, plus the dark clouds cover the moon, the outside looks darker, with the autumn wind of slaughter, it always gives people a feeling of endless desolation.

"Isn't this time a little inappropriate?"

It's just that this thought just shook in Mo Chengjun's mind, and he was thrown out of the clouds.

Compared with the scientific research project with eyebrows, this day is a little late, is it a thing?

Don't talk nonsense, Mo Chengjun simply picked himself up, well, don't think too much, just tidy your hair and fiddle with your clothes.

He went out non-stop, leading the four-eared donkey demon, just like rushing outside the door.

Before going out, Xue Ling also ran out to ask, but Mo Chengjun just waved his hand and sent him away to practice.

Then, in the 'whining' of the four-eared donkey demon, Mo Chengjun kicked the donkey's ass fiercely, making him run faster.

Although the four-eared donkey demon was unhappy, his body was very honest, and he raised the speed to the fastest in scolding.

Mo Chengjun sat on the back of his four ears, and he still thought back to the selection of the spiritual materials and the spiritual recipes he had just seen, and then combined with the research directions sorted out in the 'Shu Mountain', the more he thought about it, the more interesting he felt.

It can even be said that the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that this direction is extremely likely, and this makes him even more inexplicably excited.

As for the danger?

Well, he really didn't think about that!

It's not that he doesn't know that during this time, there has been chaos outside, and with Baling'er here, he has to pull him to chatter and chatter.

The death of the human emperor, the seizure of the heirs by Kowloon, the protection of several palace masters to the escape of the four princes to Yunzhou, and the queen comparable to Wu Zetian ascended to the throne and listened to the government, and a series of major events made him have the illusion of entering history.

But honestly, what does this have to do with him?

What does it have to do with the main sect of the Galaxy Sword Sect in Yunzhou?

Well, actually, it's still related.

Because, if it weren't for this, if Fairy and Baling'er both comprehended the magic power of swordsmanship, it would be impossible to be as 'calm' as it is now.

What?

How did it get out, you ask?

With Baling'er's character, if he doesn't go out to talk for a while, then he won't be called Baling'er.

Besides, how many eyes Mo Fu focused on, he couldn't count them at all.

And these two have been in retreat here for more than a year, and they have realized the magic power of swordsmanship, and they can't hide it.

If it weren't for the turbulent situation in Kyushu and the fact that most of the family of the Galaxy Sword Sect had not returned outside, Mo Chengjun's current home would probably be blocked by the true disciples and even those elders.

The secret realm of Qingcang Peak can only be regarded as a holy place for inner disciples to comprehend sword intent.

But he didn't comprehend the true transmission of the divine power of the sword, and even the elders, even in the Galaxy Sword Sect, were all grasping a lot.

If these people were given the hope of comprehending the divine power of the sword, it was estimated that even the Heavenly Scar Sword Venerable, the true monarch in charge of the sect, might not be able to suppress it.

In this situation, Mo Chengjun dared to ride a little donkey to wander around the Galaxy Sword Sect.

Strictly speaking, he still has to cherish the 'free' time now.

Tonight, the autumn wind is severe, the night is dark, and the mountain road is extremely rugged, but naturally it can't stop the pace of the big demon.

The sound of the four-eared donkey demon's hooves walked briskly across the mountain road, walked down the Tianji Mountain, set up the cloud head again, and flew towards a mountain peak called 'Thousand Lian' in the northwest.

Take a look, just the name, I also know that it is the style of the refining hall.

In fact, although the seven peaks of the Galaxy Sword Sect cover a large area, it is impossible for a large sect of 100,000 people to nest on these seven peaks.

Not to mention cultivating immortals, it is indispensable to reclaim spiritual fields, set up medicine gardens, domesticate spiritual beasts, excavate spiritual materials, gather earth demons, and so on......

It is impossible for these things to all converge on the Seven Peaks.

Therefore, the entire Galaxy Sword Sect is actually based on the Great Wilderness Mountain as the core, with the Seven Peaks as the main body, and radiating to the four directions for at least a thousand miles.

And the 'Thousand Refining Peak', located in the northwest of the sect, was originally an extinct volcano, and was detained by the sect with great mana, and the nine underground fire veins converged, thus achieving an earth fire magic pool, thus becoming a treasure land for refining.

This piece naturally became the headquarters of the Refining Hall.

With this place as the core, caves have been opened up on the surrounding peaks for the disciples of the Refining Hall to live and practice at ordinary times.

And Yue Siming, as an elder of Jindan, is also the exclusive refining master of the Thousand Machine Pavilion, and he is also qualified to occupy a cave here.

That is, he is not a real sect descendant after all, let alone the most popular sword refiner, so this cave is a little more remote.

The four-eared donkey demon drove the demon cloud, and it only took half an hour to get to the place.

Falling from the clouds, Mo Chengjun directly punched out the fire talisman notification, and within a moment, Yue Siming's figure walked out of the cave formation.

It was obvious that he was just processing the spiritual materials, and there was a lot of dust and spiritual debris on his clothes, and there was a strong fire aura surrounding him.

Seeing Mo Chengjun, he didn't see anything outside, he ran up with an excited face, and said with a little excitement: "Master Mo, Master Mo, as long as you want that effect, I really found the direction, and I was refining just now."

Come on, come on, let's talk inside. ”

When Mo Chengjun saw him like this, he didn't have any doubts, so he walked in directly, rubbing his hands together, and asked excitedly: "If it can be done, this time, Brother Yue has helped me a lot."

Don't worry, I will definitely get you a complete version of the fire magic power that you have in mind. ”

Mo Chengjun slapped his chest with a bang, and the promise was not ambiguous at all, but in terms of his status today, no one felt that he was bragging.

However, he still asked: "That, Brother Yue, what you wrote on the paper crane is still too general, do you have any ideas for refining weapons?"

What do you think, tell me more about it? ”

While speaking, the two of them had already stepped into Yue Siming's cave mansion, and it was also inadvertently that Yue Siming pinched a few tricks to urge the formation of the cave mansion and close it.

Then, during the conversation, they had already arrived at Yue Siming's exclusive refining room.

The area here is not small, in the center is a small earth fire pool, and near the earth fire is a bottomless cold pool.

The scorching heat of the fire and the cold of the deep pool are intertwined here, so that there is a place for the water and fire to be washed and trained to deal with spiritual materials.

It's just that when he got here, Mo Chengjun was stunned.

Because, it's so neat, and it doesn't look like someone refining it just now.

What's more, because he also knows Yue Siming, he knows that this one has a slight cleanliness habit.

Although there is a difference between refining tools and striking iron, it is also indispensable to be 'dirty and messy'.

And every time the refining was over, Yue Siming had to clean up his refining room, otherwise he would be uncomfortable.

But now here, it's too clean!

"What is this?"

As soon as Mo Chengjun wanted to turn his head and ask, he felt a pain in his neck and a daze, and couldn't help but stumble forward a few steps.

Syllable!

The crisp sound echoed in the refiner, Mo Chengjun turned his head, looked at Yue Siming with a confused expression, and asked, "Brother Yue, why did you beat me?" ”

Yue Siming also blinked, with a question mark on his face: "Why didn't you faint?" ”

The four eyes looked at each other, and for a moment, the eyes seemed to have exchanged a lot.

In the next second, both figures retreated as if they were electrocuted, quickly widening the distance.

One person and one head, until the two ends of this refining room, did not stop.

The difference was that Yue Siming blocked the entrance, while Mo Chengjun could only stand against the wall.

Standing still, he involuntarily reached out and touched the back of his neck, feeling the numbness on his skin that was gradually fading, and a wave of fear rose in his heart.

This is also his unremitting tempering of his physique, otherwise, he would probably have fallen down by now.

That's true, let others slaughter!

It's just that he is more curious, why?

Looking up, Mo Chengjun stared at Yue Siming, his face slightly gloomy: "I didn't expect that Elder Yue of the Thousand Machines Pavilion of the Hall of Refining Weapons would actually sneak attack from behind?" ”

Yue Siming looked at his palm, with a look of doubt on his face.

By this time, his left hand had rapidly swollen, and he felt the pain that penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and he was finally sure.

Well, it's not that you don't use your strength, it's that the other party's head is too iron.

"I didn't expect that Master Mo, the master of the dignified Galaxy Sword Sect and who is famous all over the world for his magic, would have such an amazing achievement in refining his body.

It's true, it's really ......."

After thinking about it for a long time, he held back an idiom: "Don't do your job!" ”

Mo Chengjun didn't care, but was complacent: "If you don't have this hole card, won't you succeed?"

It's just that I'm curious, I'm a person, it's an exaggeration to say that there is no quarrel with the world, but it is estimated that no one will object to saying that 'the door is not out, and the second door is not out'.

I hardly have a lot of grudges against anyone, but why do people want to hurt me?

Or can it drive you to give up everything you have now and take it personally? ”

Yue Siming shook his head, and actually explained patiently: "I didn't want to kill you, otherwise, what I used just now would not be a palm, but a magic weapon."

We just came here and wanted to invite Master Mo to my house as a guest and learn more about the wonderful method. ”

"Your home? Your home?! ”

Mo Chengjun's eyes narrowed slightly, and then opened suddenly: "I really didn't expect that you are actually a spy of a foreign sect?" ”

"So to speak!"

Did he admit it?

He confessed!

He actually recognized it so generously!

Mo Chengjun involuntarily took a deep breath, for the first time, he had doubts about the safety factor of the Galaxy Sword Sect.

"But the problem is, I really don't like your invitation methods!"

"If you are in a hurry, please forgive me."

Mo Chengjun asked again: "Can you tell me, who are you?" ”

Yue Siming smiled, and his smile revealed the pride and pride that could only be cultivated if he did not belong to the background of casual cultivation.

"Disciple of Mending Heaven, Lotus Messenger Yue Siming, has given Master Mo a salute."