It wasn't long before a shadow appeared in the night, and the sound of wings flapping was heard. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A large number of Green Falcon Guards arrived, densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, almost surrounding the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop.

"I've seen the Grand Commander. ”

Many green falcon guards rode on the huge green falcon, and at the same time clenched their fists, their movements were uniform, and they shouted loudly.

Everyone's eyes swept over the courtyard, looking at such a tragic battlefield, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

The bearded man nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Take this corpse away, you can withdraw first, I will wait here for one night to prevent any more thieves from coming to assassinate Mr. Mo." ”

"Yes!"

On the surface, many green falcon guards suddenly agreed.

In fact, there was a murmur in the hearts of the people.

Although Mo Ling's reputation in the royal city has been flourishing in recent years, the bearded man, as the leader of the Green Falcon Guard, has no need to personally protect here.

Now that the bearded man has put on this posture, Mo Ling's status in the hearts of everyone has been improved again.

Soon, the Falcon Guard withdrew.

In the courtyard, only the bearded man, Nian Qi, and the night spirit lying in the corner, his eyes half-open and half-closed, seemed to be resting.

Waiting is tormenting.

The bearded man's gaze always fell on Su Zimo's refining secret room, and he had never felt that there was such a long night.

Three hours were spent in this quiet night.

When the sun rose and the morning glow broke through the fog, there was a squeak, and the door of the secret room opened.

Su Zimo paced out, carrying a huge hammer in his hand.

The bearded man bounced up from the seat with an excited expression, and walked quickly towards Su Zimo.

When he came closer, the bearded man took the hammer in Su Zimo's hand, only to feel that his arm sank, if he didn't use all his strength, there was a tendency to fall!

Enough weight!

The bearded man nodded secretly.

The bearded man looked at it intently, and saw that the surface of the hammer was depicted with four stripes, which were ingenious and beautiful.

"Is it ......?"

The bearded man's eyes lit up, and he ran the golden pill and injected spiritual power.

Call!

The iron hammer was shining brightly, and a thick aura like the earth of the emperor and queen of heaven was spreading, and the four spiritual patterns were dazzling!

The best spiritual weapon!

The bearded man was overjoyed in his heart, his eyes could not hide his excitement, he bowed deeply to Su Zimo, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

Refining a superb spiritual weapon is just a gesture for Su Zimo, but in the eyes of the bearded man, this favor is too heavy.

The bearded man said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, don't worry, from today onwards, as long as I am patrolling the Falcon Guard, I will definitely walk around here more, if I find any abnormalities, I can arrive as soon as possible!"

Su Zimo smiled and said, "In this way, there will be Master Lao." ”

......

The morning of the second day.

The assassination that took place in the Moling Refining Workshop last night had already spread in the royal city, causing an uproar.

In this world, there is no impermeable wall.

What's more, it still happened in the royal city.

Last night, a dazzling array of light flickered in the Ink Spirit Refinery Workshop, reflecting the vicinity as if it were day, waking up countless people.

"Did you hear, it is said that last night there was a real person from Jindan who went to assassinate Mr. Mo, but he failed, and instead hated the Jishui River. ”

"Yes, I heard that even the Grand Commander of the Falcon Guard was alarmed. ”

"I've seen with my own eyes some of the Falcon guards carrying out a corpse that is unrecognizable and dead. A monk said with a wry of thought.

Some monks claimed to have seen Mr. Mo, and they also said that Mr. Mo was a foundation-building monk. Hehe, it's all clear now, Mr. Mo must be a real person from Jindan, otherwise he wouldn't have survived that night. ”

"I said a long time ago that Mr. Mo is a real person of Jindan, otherwise it would be impossible for him to refine a top-grade spiritual weapon, or even a top-grade spiritual weapon. ”

In the streets and alleys, taverns and teahouses, and market stalls, almost everyone is talking about it.

in the royal palace.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe leaned on a dragon chair, with a fold in front of the table that had just been presented, his eyes were deep, and his broad forehead showed his extraordinary wisdom.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was also an elegant man with a calm expression, introverted eyes, and unfathomable cultivation.

The man in the yellow robe is the son of Da Zhou!

Not far in front of Zhou Tianzi, a Jin Dan real person in armor knelt on one knee, with a black face and a beard, but it was the commander of the Green Falcon Guard who saved Su Zimo last night.

Just now, the bearded man was summoned by Zhou Tianzi to make a pilgrimage and tell the story of what happened last night in 1510, without hiding anything.

"So, this ink spirit can really refine the best spirit weapon?" closed his eyes and thought for a while, Zhou Tianzi opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, and asked slowly, with a little doubt in his tone.

"Yes!"

The bearded man said, "Not only can I refine the best spiritual weapon, but it only took three hours. And the feeling to his subordinates, whether it is Mr. Mo or his maid, has 100% confidence in Juling. ”

"100 percent spirits?"

Zhou Tianzi muttered softly, his eyes narrowed slightly.

If this is the case, I'm afraid it will be enough to cause a shock in the entire cultivation realm!

"Mingze Zhenjun, what do you think?" Zhou Tianzi glanced sideways slightly.

Dare to be called a true monarch, which means that this person has stepped into the Yuan Infant Realm!

The elegant man standing behind him spoke: "On the Heavenly Desolate Continent, the most sophisticated refining techniques require hundreds of refining gates. According to legend, there is indeed a secret technique in the Hundred Refining Sect that can increase the success rate of gathering spirits, but it is impossible to say 100%. ”

Zhou Tianzi nodded and said, "This person should have some kind of unique spirit gathering technique, although it can't be 100% spirit gathering, but the success rate is definitely extremely high!"

"Huh...... Yes, this Mo Ling is a character. ”

Zhou Tianzi smiled, bowed slightly, and showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"The king is moved by pity?" asked Ming Ze Zhenjun with a smile.

"yes. ”

Zhou Tianzi said: "After a while, when I take some time, I will go to the Moling Refining Workshop to meet this person." ”

Ming Ze Zhenjun frowned slightly, and persuaded: "King, you are the Son of Heaven, even if this son is a character, it is not worth your initiative to meet, just summon him to the royal city." ”

"Besides, even if this person can refine the best spiritual weapon, he is only a refiner. As long as he can't reach the Yuan Infant Realm in cultivation, he won't be able to refine magic weapons, and naturally he won't be able to become a master of practicing weapons. ”

Cultivating to reach the Yuan Infant Realm means that the monk has taken another crucial step on the way to cultivation!

When the golden pill is consummated, it means that the road of the Dan road has come to an end.

Jin Dan is conceived in the dantian, round and golden, like a placenta.

Only by breaking the golden pill can the baby inside be successfully born, make a breakthrough in the realm, and get a new life!

And this baby is the so-called 'Yuan Baby' in the cultivation realm.

Therefore, in the cultivation world, there is a saying that Po Dan gave birth to a baby.

Yuanying Zhenjun was completely out of the realm of spiritual power, and began to control another kind of power - mana!

This is a more powerful and terrifying power than spiritual power.

The so-called 'spell' can only be released by Yuanying Zhenjun.

And the weapon used by Yuanying Zhenjun is a magic weapon.

In the refining world, only monks who can refine magic weapons can be called master practitioners!

Therefore, Ming Ze Zhenjun bluntly said that Su Zimo was limited by the realm of cultivation, and he was not able to refine magic weapons, so it was not worth being so important to the Great Zhou Tianzi, and he deigned to see him. (To be continued.) )