The emperor was willing to help her, and Huang Qingwan really wanted to look up to the sky and laugh three times.

"To put it simply, it depends on the perception between your weapon and you, which is a simple and complex question." Emperor Wuxian walked up to her and said in a low voice, "You need to pass on your perception to your weapon, so that it can communicate with your heart and mind, and realize a wisp of your own 'soul'." ”

Huang Qingwan is really a big head, if she can, she will really not hesitate to stuff the martial soul of the Innocent Tower directly into her golden war spear.

"Realizing the 'soul' is a long process, some people, for the rest of their lives, can't let their weapons realize a trace of 'soul', wait for your weapon to realize their soul, and then come to me." Emperor Wuxian stopped beside her, turned his head and glanced at her slightly, seeing the doubts on her face, he couldn't help but laugh lightly, "I'm also curious, with your qualifications, how long it will take to make the weapon comprehend." ”

Huang glanced at him lightly, and smiled brightly, "Long live the innocent old man, you don't look down on people anymore, don't you know if the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, I don't know how many times you have been photographed dead on the beach." ”

Emperor Wuxian didn't understand what she was saying at all, and laughed lightly, beside Huang Qingwan, he would inexplicably let him forget some sad things, her scoundrel, her cheekiness, not only did not make him feel half uncomfortable, but on the contrary, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

"Perhaps, at the end of my life, your weapons will not be able to comprehend the soul." Emperor Wuxie, who has always been unsmiling, at this time, he laughed presumptuously, and Huang Qingqi glanced at it, and really felt that the things around Emperor Wuxian seemed to have bloomed in an instant.

This man, when he laughs, he is really fascinated by death, if he were someone else, I don't know how many times he would have fallen.

"I said a long time ago, you are so good-looking, you should smile more, look, the peach blossoms have bloomed a lot." Huang Qingwan also smiled at him, and between his words, as if he was ridiculing an old friend for many years, he did not restrain himself in the slightest.

"There's one thing I've always been curious about." Emperor Wuxian looked at her, the smile on his face did not completely cool down, but he received a few points.

"What's the matter?"

"What do you have to do with the Cangyi Temple?" Yes, Emperor Wuxian has always wanted to know this question, he fought with Mo Jiu, and he exhausted his Yuan Shen clone before he injured Mo Jiu, the demon in the Cangyi Temple is an absolute powerhouse.

"Relationship-" Huang lightly touched her chin and thought for a moment, in fact, she still doesn't know why she was summoned to Zi Wei Xing in the first place, Mo Jiu is the first demon she met on Zi Wei Xing, it seems that Mo Jiu forced the people of the Wu clan to summon with his life, Huang Qing Wan was confused at the time, she didn't understand the situation at all, and she didn't know what she was of use to Mo Jiu or Mo Zun.

"If you have to say anything, I don't know." Huang Qingwan didn't lie, Mo Zun, the faceless man, had never seen or heard anything about him since she escaped from the Cangyi Temple, but she had encountered Mo Jiu a lot of times.

Mo Jiu's demon didn't seem to recognize her as the person who was summoned back then, and it is estimated that because he fought with him six years ago, he paid special attention to her and chased after her.

"The Cangyi Temple is the number one force in the Cangyi Continent, if you keep an eye on you, it will be very troublesome-"