The scorching sun scorched, and the tense atmosphere of the Flying Eagle Castle disappeared in the sun.

Su Mo returned to the Rising Sun Inn, changed into a snow-white robe, stood in the courtyard with his hands in his hands, holding an ethereal ring in his hand, looking at Shi Ze's back, slightly reluctant.

The love between the two is needless to say, they live and die together, fight side by side, not brothers, better than brothers, trust has long been engraved into the bone marrow.

It's just that after this change, the Kunyun Demon Hunting Group was destroyed, and both of them had a lot of things to deal with, and they were in the center of their eyes, and their every move would be over-interpreted, so in order to make some less waves, they could only disappear temporarily.

The figure disappeared, Su Mo shook his head, returned to the room, took out the Ziyun Ding, and prepared to refine the Relic Shadow Sword again.

The Relic Sword was the first spiritual weapon he refined, and in his heart, it had an irreplaceable status like the Natal Flying Sword.

Over the years, the Shadow Sword has been damaged a lot, but he has carefully repaired it, and even did not hesitate to spend two pieces of high-grade spiritual materials and temper it for several months to improve its grade.

It's just a battle with the Triangle Black Bull, the speed of the Relic Sword is more than enough, and the edge is insufficient, so it is difficult to break through the opponent's body protection Qi, and it needs to be adjusted and improved.

The yuan power in his body surged, Su Mo pinched the trick with both hands, like a spirit butterfly flying, and the runes were condensed in his fingertips, turning into a trickle, and it was submerged in the furnace's ears.

"Boom!"

The flames in the furnace were tumbling, and the heat wave was rising, causing the formation to appear automatically, enveloping the entire room.

Su Mo waved his big sleeves, and a piece of Wuyan Iron and a Thunder Refining Crystal flew out one after another, landing in the furnace ding, suspended in the center of the flames.

After two days and two nights of continuous tempering, the two pieces of spiritual materials that were originally the size of palms gradually melted into two balls of spiritual liquid, crystal clear, like amber.

Su Mo wiped the sound sleep on his forehead, the immortal trick in his hand changed continuously, and a trace of thunder light was generated from the flames, intertwined into a net, wrapped the two balls of spiritual liquid, and slowly tightened them, removing the impurities in them.

The attributes of the top-grade spiritual materials are tough, coupled with Su Mo's limited cultivation, the yuan power is not pure enough, and the power of the thunder and fire produced is insufficient. Therefore, after a full five hours, the last few wisps of impurities were forced to the surface of the aura, but they could not be completely removed.

Su Mo's face was pale, he gritted his teeth, his heart was horizontal, his right hand lightly buckled his heart, and a drop of golden essence blood was drawn from it, and the immortal recipe in his left hand changed again, wrapped the essence blood in runes, and sent it to the furnace.

"Buzz!"

The furnace shook violently, spewing out golden flames, and the fire yuan surged, almost destroying the formation on the roof.

The impurities on the surface of the spiritual liquid decomposed in the golden flames, turning into curling green smoke and dissipating, leaving behind two balls of spiritual fluid as clear as water, exuding heart-palpitating spiritual power fluctuations.

More than halfway through the matter, Su Mo did not relax at all, took a deep breath, his right hand flashed, and the remnant sword appeared, slowly falling into the ding.

The slightly cool long sword fell into the furnace, like ice water poured into the magma, and the entire furnace was boiling, and the violent fluctuations raged back and forth, making the two groups of spiritual liquid, which were originally quiet, in danger of exploding.

Su Mo's heart tightened, regardless of the danger of the furnace, he took a step forward, mobilized the Yuan Force of his whole body, and led it out from his chest, like a big river bursting its embankment, and frantically poured into the furnace. With the strong Yuan Force of Xianwu Shuangxiu, he forcibly suppressed the restlessness in the furnace.

Mei Niang, who is the protector of Su Mo, paced back and forth in the yard, or teased the small fish in the pond, or played with the fire banana tree that was growing happily, or asked Xiaolan to take a good mirror and feel sorry for herself.

After living together for a while, Song Zhao is not surprised by this, the people around Gongzi don't seem to be restrained, unlike other children of big clans, who have many rules to death, and they can't wait to bow and take a few poses.

This way of getting along like a family also slowly made him let down his guard, his originally cold face was soothed and softened a lot, and the smile in his eyes also brought a touch of warmth.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the formation light curtain that shrouded the room distorted, and all kinds of birds transformed by the fire element circled and flew in it, hitting the formation, emitting a low hum.

Song Zhao frowned, and was about to release his divine sense to investigate, but Mei Niang had already come to him and shook her head slightly.

Song Zhao said worriedly: "Mei Steward, the formation level of the small courtyard is too low, I'm afraid that I won't be able to withstand the movement made by the son, why don't we go in and have a look, or ask the son, do you want to make some protective preparations?"

Mei Niang smiled: "Uncle Song don't worry, Gongzi has his own arrangements, and there will be no accidents." ”

"That's... Alright!"

Song Zhao smiled bitterly and nodded, the people around Gongzi all had an inexplicable confidence in him, no matter what he did, he only had expectations and no worries.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap, the gate shattered, and the rolling thunder and fire poured out of it with a breath of destruction.

Song Zhao didn't have time to think about it, he let out a deep sigh, sealed his hands, and condensed layers of qi in front of him, protecting most of the courtyard.

"Don't worry, it's okay. ”

With a tired voice, the thunder and fire returned to the nest like a tired bird, and all rolled back and returned to the furnace.

Song Zhao shouted, "Childe, is it done?!"

Su Mo walked out of the room, holding the blue and shining Shadow Sword, and replied with a smile: "Although it is a little difficult, it is generally smooth." ”

Mei Niang came over and said with a smile: "Son, there is ash on your face, and the slave family is here to serve you to wash!"

Su Mo smiled: "No need, I'll do it myself." ”

"The food and drinks are ready in the front hall, go now?"

"Good. Su Mo nodded, walked to the front hall, and greeted: "Uncle Song, you have worked hard these days, let's go together!"

On the way, Xiaolan walked over and bowed slightly, "Childe, the slave will help you clean up the room." ”

Su Mo's eyes flashed slightly, his expression remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Go ahead!"

Xiaolan walked into the bedroom, went straight to the bed, carefully removed the pillow, slightly stunned, and showed a touch of shyness on her face.

"Are you looking for this?"

A cold voice came from behind.

Xiaolan was startled, and immediately turned around and looked at Mei Niang with a frightened expression.

Mei Niang held a sachet in her hand and said with interest: "The embroidery is average, although it is skilled, it is not fine at all." Several spices are too miscellaneous, conflicting with each other, and falling inferior. You have never enjoyed a privileged life, and you do not understand the habits of rich and noble people. Such a rough technique will not leave a good impression on Childe. If you meet a bad-hearted master in another house, you may be executed directly!"

Xiaolan said in panic: "No, it's not what you think, no......"

The corners of Mei Niang's mouth raised slightly, interrupted Xiaolan's words, and said: "What are you thinking, the old lady knows it very well in her heart, even better than yourself." After experiencing pain and conscious epiphany, people often have an inexplicable spirit and dare to face and challenge anything. You look good, your figure is good, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and book etiquette, female red needlework, you all learn quickly. The most important thing is that you have a spiritual root and a good understanding, so naturally you will not be willing to be a slave. You think that Childe is closer and kind than us, so you think he is easy to do. ”

"No, I don't, I put this sachet to see that Childe is tired of socializing every day, it's too hard, and I want Childe to sleep well......"

"Don't quibble about things that have been discovered, admit them boldly, so that people can respect their opponents, and you should pay more attention to this. You little girls, although you don't go outside to fight with swords like the brute tigers, but as a member of the shadow guard, you have to be a little brave and daring!"

"Yes, Mei Niang, I want to seduce Childe and make Childe notice me!"

Mei Niang smiled: "That's right, your background is so pitiful, it's human nature to want to find a shortcut to climb up, but do you know where you're wrong?"

"Childe, it's yours, it's not a cheap girl like me who can get involved......"

"Hahaha!" Mei Niang laughed and said: "You are wrong, I am a subordinate and a relative to Childe, and Childe and I are the master and a lovely brother!"

Xiaolan's eyes lit up slightly, and she asked, "Then why don't you let me ......?"

Mei Niang nodded Xiaolan's head and said, "Sharpening the knife is not a mistake for chopping wood, the son looks gentle and kind, but in fact, his mind is deeper than anyone else." Your thoughts, in his eyes, are too tender, too tender to be too lazy to pierce them. If you want to seduce a man, first of all, you must turn your strengths into a unique charm, and you must make your shortcomings a means of pity; Only in this way can you further control men, instead of simply becoming vassals of men! Enchanting techniques, room techniques, and double cultivation immortal methods, which one don't you want to learn? Oh, by the way, have you broken your body?"

Xiao Lanqiao's face flushed and she shook her head.

"So, there are still a lot of things you have to learn, learn slowly first, and when you think you can become a teacher, I will naturally give you a chance to compete with Rou Niang and them!"

"Yes, the slave knows. ”

"If you dare to make a private move on your son in the future, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people, and selling you!"

Xiaolan was so frightened that she panicked, and hurriedly left the room and ran out.

Mei Niang sat on the bed, threw the sachet in her hand on the ground, and sighed.