"Qiyue Lingfu" wants to send troops, and it is not uncommon for the spirit ancestors to see it. Ewing has always been like this, if he doesn't show off, he won't get into trouble with the city lord.

"I'll go there myself."

Sure enough, as expected by the Outstanding Spirit Ancestor, he said amazing words.

"Okay, the lord of this city will help you with ten thousand armors."

"Thanks".

She stood up, bowed her hand slightly, and strode towards the outside of the hall, and soon disappeared from the eyes of the spirits.

Xia Yuan looked at the city lord and saw Wanyue shaking her head gently, and immediately understood. Sweeping his eyes at the temple, he snorted coldly. "Even if each Fu has no intention of sending troops, and it can't cause gossip, each Fu contributes a hundred pieces of armor, so that it can give an explanation to the envoy of the Spirit Sword Palace."

"Yes...... Yes, it should be ......".

The temple echoed.

Wanyue calmed her face and stood up. muttered, "A bunch of old foxes".

Back at the spirit stack, he sat down at the stone table sullenly, picked up the teacup, tasted it, and played with his heart.

After playing with it for a while, the tea seemed to be cold, poured into the citrine, shook it a few times, and poured it out again. I didn't drink it, I sniffed it and took a long breath, and then played with it again.

Gradually, the moon on the clubhead. Two soft rays of light pass through the edge of the Hessian forest from different angles and fall into the rotating teacup.

Suddenly, the teacup stopped turning. She raised her eyes to look at the dark sky.

A faint shadow appeared outside the stack door, slowly solidifying.

"The spirit shadow greets the lord of Fu".

He hurriedly stood up and walked over quickly. "The spirit envoy is polite, I've been waiting for a long time."

The spirit shadow lit up and down a few times, and when she saw Ying Zhen staring directly at her, she smiled embarrassedly. Walked to the stone table, signaled to Ezu, and then sat down slowly.

"Thank you for your great help."

"Don't dare, the shadow spirit friend is serious, do a little bit for the spirit clan."

The two spirits exchanged a few polite words, and each other's divine senses were detailed.

"The lord of Fu knows how many soldiers and horses I have gathered along the way......." The spirit shadow still wanted to go down, and saw that the young man waved his hand.

"I know"!

The spirit shadow looked at the lord of Yingfu and was a little surprised in his heart. "You're the only one ...... the master who made a move."

She waved her hand again, stopping the words behind the spirit shadow. "I know it too"!

The spirit shadow looked at the flicker, puzzled. Why didn't the lord let him say more? And he knew everything. I didn't know what to say for a while, so I stopped there in a daze.

"I just want to know, when will the spiritual friends leave"?

A good Ying Zhuang is really different from the ordinary Spirit Ancestor, the Spirit Shadow knows that this matter is ironclad, and his heart is overjoyed, and he has to admire Ying Zhuang for being straightforward.

"On November 11 next year, the army will assemble at Qiyue Peak."

"Oh"!" Ea raised his head in astonishment and asked casually, "Qiyue Peak."

"Yes".

He didn't expect that Qiyue Peak was two thousand three hundred miles away from Qiyue Lingfu, and he was in Lingfu's sphere of influence, and he didn't even get any news about such a big thing. As for interrupting the spirit shadow, Ying Zhuo knew in his heart that the spirit clan had no intention of "open source" at all, and even a spirit ancestor could understand it. Only this hairy girl who doesn't know the height of the sky can take on this kind of.

"The Lord himself went."

The spirit shadow stood up in surprise and hurriedly saluted. "Thank you, Master."

Fluttering and waving his hand. "Fellow Spirit, you and I will discuss matters in private."

The Spirit Shadow sat down suspiciously. Ewing out a light shield and enveloping the two spirits in it. I saw that the spirit shadow was sometimes happy and worried, sometimes rubbing his fingertips, and fell into deep contemplation.

We talked about it for a long time. There was a high-five, and the mask fell.

"Thank you, Master."

After the spirit shadow thanked him, he left happily.

Sweeping the pale sky, the light of the morning star flashed in his eyes. After a while, an old spiritual priest walked out behind him, raising his long white eyebrows, looking at the airspace.

"Master Fu, that's right, it's her."

He turned to look at the old spirit. "It's easy for her to do it, looking for a job in the future, I have something to discuss with him."

After a while, the cadre entered the pavilion with his long hair fluttering and his big sleeves. Ying Zhuo hurriedly called the cadre and took out a crystal bead.

Crystal light flashed, and the figures of the spirit shadow and the flickering appeared in the air.

The cadre's eyes were absorbed by the shadow in the air, as if he was afraid that he would not see clearly, so he hurriedly rubbed his eyes. "City Lord, who is this woman"?

"Spirit Shadow, do you know"?

"Déjà vu, can't see the face clearly".

Ying Zhuo shook his head, not taking the general's words seriously. Those who can enter the Spirit Sword Palace have a very deep background, don't underestimate the little spirit girl, if you can get this important task, you must have great support.

"Cadre, I discussed with the spirit shadow, no matter whether the open source matter succeeds or fails, I will use the spirit soldiers to observe and worship for three days afterwards. When it comes to building spiritual weapons, please take care of your brothers."

"Don't worry, the spirit has been almost prepared, and there are still a few spiritual objects that have not been collected."

With a smile on his face, his eyes widened even more when he heard the words of the cadre. "I don't know what is missing".

"Red Fire Crystal, Moon Heart Crystal, Natural Ice. With three kinds of spiritual objects, you can create spiritual weapons."

"Batian, Jian Yu". Ying Zhuo turned his head to look at the two beloved disciples standing in the stack.

"Master, we are in the process of purchasing, but none of these three things are sold, and we have already sent spirit merchants to other holy places to buy them, and there is no news for a while." Batian hurriedly explained.

"Hmm, send someone again, and be careful."

"Master rest assured".

"Master Fu, these three spiritual objects are necessary to build spiritual weapons, and it is difficult to obtain them in other holy places, so the Spirit Sword Palace should have them." The cadre reminded.

"Of course I know about this, but once I go to the Spirit Sword Palace, the matter will be ,......revealed." After that, I don't say it, but the spirits also understand it in their hearts.

Now that this world is no more than before, the suppression of the spirit race by the alien race is even worse, and creating a spirit weapon will violate the ban of the spirit race, and no one can afford it. Even so, the desire for spiritual weapons is still a long-cherished wish hidden deep in the heart of the great power of the spirit race.

All the spirits understood the seriousness of this matter, but they secretly wanted to get the spiritual weapon. Especially when Batian and others had just come to the Spirit Domain from the Holy Domain, they were used to using holy weapons, and it was very uncomfortable to use the Spirit Venerable every day. You must know that there are countless treasures in the spiritual realm, and it is an excellent thing to create earth-shattering spiritual weapons. It's a pity that no one dares to build it.

The master of the Fu is an outlier, and he often does things that he knows he can't do. If it weren't for that, how could he come out of Wangtian City and hide in that inconspicuous frontier Lingfu.

It is precisely because of this that it has also attracted a large number of spirit elites to follow around, otherwise how could the little Lingfu be safe and sound under the low eyelids of the exotic land, I can't help but say that there are some reasons here.

Ying Zhuo sighed lightly, he knew in his heart that it was not for the disciples not working hard, those spiritual things that created spiritual weapons had long been hidden by the Spirit Sword Palace. Millions of years have passed, and no spirit ancestor knows where the spirit object is. The key problem is that even if you know it, you don't dare to say it! This is a fatal disaster.

The spirit venerable with the head of a strange beast was playing in the hands of the dragon, swirling with a dazzling blue light. The spirits saw that their eyes were dazzled, and they hurriedly lowered their heads. The spiritual sense is gradually clearing.

"Let's all go down"!

Ying Zhuo didn't look up, his fingers still turning Lingzun. There was a bit of melancholy in his eyes. Twinkle and flash, as if seeing the pale face. A shiver struck me.

Ying Zhuang woke up from his confusion and turned his head to look at the cadre. "You're not gone yet"?

The commander nodded and slowly opened his eyes. Gu Juzun stopped, but the green light was still dazzling.

"The man you said is still alive"?

The commander shook his head. "It's hard to say, but I heard that the three great divine soldiers of my Sword Mountain were all cast into holy soldiers by him back then."

In fact, the cadre has said it many times, but every time he said it, his eyes widened in shock, as if he had heard it for the first time.

A long sigh. She stood up and walked to the door, looking up at the blue moon.

The night breeze blows softly, and the air is filled with a mixture of unusually heavy fragrances. A few drops of dew, glowing with cold light, were blown up by the wind and fell into the grass with a long tail.

A faint laugh came with the wind, and people couldn't help but get bumps when they heard it.

"Hurry up, the ancestor is in a hurry, and he will be reprimanded."

The spirit girls came with a smile and a faint fragrance of medicine.

"Sister Ling, in Xia Lingyu, this is polite."

"Who is this"! When the spirit girls saw Lingyu, they were stunned at first, and then giggled.

Lingyu's face was full of embarrassment, and he was stunned by the laughter of the spirit girls, staring at him like a stupid bird, not knowing what the spirit girls were laughing at.

was stunned, and suddenly something flew in front of him, turned into a giant beast's mouth in a blink of an eye, and bit Lingyu's head.

Lingyu exclaimed, condensing his battle shield to block the sharp teeth.

Poof! A smell of medicine came to my nose, and the fangs of the giant mouth disappeared. Lingyu was so sneezed by the aroma that he sneezed several times.

The spirit girls looked at the spirit priest in astonishment, and their little faces changed slightly.

"Whose disciple are you, and what are you doing in the medicine garden?"

Lingyu's body was soft, as if he was seriously ill. Lifting his heavy eyelids, the corners of his mouth twitched, squeezing out a few words. "Qiyue Lingfu disciple".

"Qiyue? It's from the sick girl's family."

A spirit girl asked in surprise.

Who is the sick girl? Lingyu didn't know, but immediately remembered it again and kept nodding.

The spirit girls sighed for a while, ignored the spirit priests, and turned around and walked towards the light gate of the medicine garden.

"Sister Lingnu, is Lingque Lingzu here?"

The spirit maidens did not respond, and disappeared into the light portal in an instant.

"What a big shelf". Lingyu scolded to himself, glared at the door fiercely, and turned to walk towards the depths of the forest.

In the cool night breeze, the stars twinkle in the eyes. Suddenly, he sighed and slowly walked back to the stone table.

Lingyu cautiously entered the stack door and saw that the master of Fu was closing his eyes and recuperating, standing aside with his head down.

"Go down!

The cadre glanced at it with a bad look and said slowly.

Lingyu looked at the lord of Fu, bowed his head and retreated.

He let out a long breath, and he was like a mirror in his heart, Lingquezi, this current medicine venerable, is not so easy to see, and the shelf is much better than Lingyu-level Lingzu. It seems that if you want to save Eran, you can't do it without "blood dragon essence".