"Boy, for so many years, I have never encountered anything difficult to solve, old man."

"If you can give me materials, I can make you a saint-level artifact."

Candle Yizi's cold words could not hide her conceit.

This sentence, Yebei does not deny.

It can be seen from the level of the other party just now.

And the word "candle", this person is very likely to be the descendant of Xue Yi Candle Yongzi in the ancient Warring States period.

For Candle Yongzi, it is recorded in ancient books.

Words and candles are like swords, and those who are like claws and armor have already known their sharpness and bluntness.

It means that a sword, as long as Candle Yongzi glances at it, you can know that it is sharp and blunt.

It can be seen that the familiarity with the blade has reached the point of being superb.

Yebei didn't say anything, untied the Beiwang knife from his waist and put it on the desk.

If you don't let this person try it today, Mo Yihong is afraid that he will not give up.

Let him think that he is reluctant to give.

Candle Yizi stretched out one hand and held the Beiwang knife in his hand.

The weight of his hand made a flash of surprise clearly flash in his eyes.

The volume of a sword is naturally fixed, but the weight varies.

The heavier it is, the better the material, and the better the quality.

At this moment, the weight of the knife in his hand is afraid to exceed seven hundred catties, which means that it has at least reached the Saint Realm level.

In the outside world, there are still people who can forge a Saint Realm-level artifact?

This is something that only a great master can do.

Holding back the doubts in his heart, Candle Yizi held one hand on the hilt of the knife and suddenly exerted force.

Hmmm-

A sword roared, accompanied by a crimson flame reflecting out.

Just listening to the sound of the knife, Candle Yizi judged the extraordinaryness of this knife, but what shocked him was not the sound, but the red sword light.

"God, artifact!!"

Candle Yizi couldn't help but exclaim.

There are many types of blades in the world, far more than eighteen kinds of blades.

If you want to shine, it is not difficult, and the true qi can be urged.

In other words, that light is not the real light, but the true qi of the warrior himself.

But at the moment, he didn't use the slightest bit of true qi.

The blade glows on its own!

This can only be done with an artifact.

At this moment, Candle Yizi's eyes were round, and his mouth involuntarily opened to the extreme.

Unexpectedly, in his lifetime, he would be able to witness the style of the artifact with his own eyes, and it was in his own hands.

An artifact, for a refiner, is far more obsessive than a martial artist in the world.

"I advise you not to hit the idea of this knife."

The cold words floated in, making Candle Yizi's crazy eyes regain a trace of sobriety.

The moment the Northern King's knife came out of its sheath, he was indeed a little lost, and an idea instantly popped up in his heart, that is, he wanted to keep it for himself.

With this little thought, how can you escape the demon-like Yebei.

When Mo Yihong heard this, he was also shocked.

The tone couldn't help but be cold.

"Mr. Candle, there's something in this knife, you can take it out."

Respect is respect, in terms of strength, Mo Yihong is not afraid of him.

Besides, whether this knife was an artifact or not, he knew in his heart.

The reason why it shines is probably closely related to the relics of the ancestors.

"Humph! What kind of artifact has the old man never seen, and he will be greedy for this knife? ”

"If you have any concerns, Master Mo, then please go back! If anything happens in the future, don't come to me! ”

"Qingtai, send off!"

Candle Yizi's face sank, and he directly issued an eviction order.

An apprentice walked in.

"Master Mo, please!"

Mo Yihong's face turned blue and white for a while, when did he be the master of the Mo family who was treated like this.

However, at this moment, the matter has not been completed, and he will not leave.

"Mr. Candle, I didn't mean that."

Mo Yihong held back the anger in his heart and bowed.

Taking out the relics was one thing, and second, he didn't want to offend a great master of refining.

"Humph! For the sake of our many years of acquaintance, today, I will help you with this. ”

Candle Yizi snorted coldly, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

He knew that he Mo Yihong would never leave.

A stream of true qi urged the blade of the knife, and I wanted to check it, but it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was instantly absorbed.

The crimson light suddenly increased by three points.

Candle Yizi couldn't help frowning, secretly feeling strange.

He had forged countless blades, and nothing like that had ever happened before.

In the blade of this sword, it is like a black hole, and it will actually absorb true qi.

"In the blade, it should be the beast pill of some kind of spirit beast."

Candle Yizi stared at the blade of the knife and muttered.

If you want to create a high-quality blade, you have to add other things in addition to its own materials, and the beast pill is the fastest and most direct thing to improve the quality of the blade.

The higher the level of the beast pill, the stronger the blade.

However, being able to absorb true qi, even if it is a candle, is unprecedented.

This made him want to take the knife even more.

Being able to absorb true qi means that this knife can be improved independently.

It's simply an artifact within an artifact.

"It's a pity, it's a pity......"

Candle Yizi shook his head and sighed lightly.

"What a pity?"

Mo Yihong looked puzzled.

"If you know what kind of spirit beast it is, you can easily lure it out with its essence blood."

"At the moment, it is estimated that it will take some effort, and whether it can be taken out is a problem."

Candle Yizi's words made Mo Yihong fall into contemplation.

After a moment, he spoke, "If that's the case, I can take its essence and blood." ”

When the words fell, Candle Yizi's eyes suddenly burst with a touch of fine light.

It was just his unintentional remark.

At this point, Mo Yihong couldn't hide it anymore, and said slowly:

"Among this knife, it is a relic made by the ancestors of my Mo family, so I asked Mr. Candle to bother so much."

"If you need its essence blood to take it out, my Mo family will have it, but there is not much left."

When the words fell, Mo Yihong could not hide his distress.

The Mo family has been able to stand so far, relying on Mo Xuanwen's essence and blood.

This is not a strange thing in the ancient martial arts family.

When the head of the family is dying, most of them will dissipate the essence and blood in their bodies and leave it to future generations.

Now that Guwu has declined, the thousand-year-old family still exists, relying on this.

The endless bloodline has created countless strong people.

The baptism of the spiritual pool that Yebei passed through was the essence blood left by the ancestors of the Ye family.

You can see how sharp it is.

If you have enough talent, you can even surpass your ancestors.

"I'll pick it up now."

Mo Yihong didn't stop, his feet rose into the air with the strength under his feet, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

The family has left its essence and blood, and only its own blood can be used, so there is no need to worry about robbery.

"Can you tell me who made this knife?"

Candle Yizi caressed the blade of the knife and couldn't put it down.

Thinking of using relics as smelted objects, this person is indeed a rare talent.

"There is no shortage of wizards in the outside world."

Yebei didn't answer, staring at the person in front of him with deep eyes.

Although the greedy eyes tried their best to hide, they couldn't escape the eyes of Yebei.

I have just made a clear reminder.

If this person is honest enough to take out the relics.

If you are obsessed and greedy......