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Nian Qi sat opposite Su Zimo and exclaimed: "Childe, you are so powerful, now there are monks from other places who are starting to come here." ”

"How do you know they're out of town?" asked Su Zimo with a smile.

Nian Qi said: "The Moling Refining Workshop has been open for two years, and these two people came to the door in the middle of this month, obviously because they don't understand our rules, and most of them are not from the royal city, but monks from other places. ”

"Oh, you're really wrong. ”

Su Zimo smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "These two people are not only from the royal city, but also from the palace!"

"People in the palace?"

Nian Qi was startled and asked tentatively, "Could it be the royal family?"

Su Zimo nodded and said, "The yellow-robed man at the head is not simple, he has a kind of wealth and nobility in him, which is not possessed by ordinary monks. He made such a generous move, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was 2.4 million high-grade spiritual weapons, how could ordinary monks have this ability. ”

Nian Qi nodded as if he didn't understand.

Su Zimo said again: "And there is a breathtaking momentum between this person's eyebrows, although he is deliberately hiding, but this momentum is condensed from being in the top position for a long time, and it is difficult to hide it." ”

"Oh. ”

Nian Qi showed a sudden look and said, "No wonder I feel that this yellow-robed man's aura is very strong, and every word and gesture is majestic. ”

Nian Qi supported his chin with one arm, as if he had thought of something incomprehensible, and fell into deep thought.

Su Zimo smiled, didn't bother, dipped his fingers in tea, wrote two words on the table, and got up to leave.

"The royal family's original surname is Ji, and this person said that his surname is Zhou, is he lying?"

Nian Qi thought for a moment and murmured softly: "Zhou, Zhou, Zhou......"

After a while, Nian Qi's gaze turned, and he inadvertently landed on the table, and saw the two words on it that had not yet dried up, exuding a faint fragrance of tea.

"Son of Heaven!"

Nian Qi exclaimed, vaguely aware of something.

......

After the proclamation of the Son of Heaven appeared, the royal city really calmed down.

No force dares to provoke the majesty of the royal family at this time without opening its eyes.

And the status of the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop in the royal city is getting higher and higher, and its reputation is getting louder and louder.

The auction at the beginning of each month will attract many Jindan real people to stop, and most of them are monks in the late Jindan period and the Jindan consummation.

These Jindan real people are either strong in their own right or have a deep background, otherwise, they would not have been able to accumulate so many spirit stones.

A few months later, there were even monks from other places who came from all over the world to bid for a superb spiritual weapon in the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop.

Of course, these speculations and rumors about Mo Ling's identity, appearance, and origin have never stopped.

Many monks claim to have seen and are proud of the spirits, but their descriptions of them vary.

There are all kinds of versions, and there are all kinds of weirdness.

There are only a few pieces of information, which have been recognized by the public.

First, Mr. Mo is a real person of Jindan, and his strength is not bad.

This message was drawn not only from the descriptions of some monks, but also because of the assassination that night a few months ago.

Second, Mr. Mo has a unique set of spirit gathering techniques, and the success rate of spirit gathering is extremely high!

For this, everyone also agrees.

Moreover, everyone also gave a name to this set of spirit gathering techniques, the Mo Clan Spirit Gathering Technique.

Third, in the royal city, Mr. Mo is definitely one of the people who cannot be offended.

Even the Great Zhou Tianzi specially issued a notice and called it a virtuous talent.

The True Fire Refinery Workshop, which is backed by the True Fire Gate, has planted a big heel and suffered a dumb loss, but it is over, in the Great Zhou King City, who dares to offend Mr. Mo?

Besides, if you offend Mr. Mo, don't even think about customizing the best spiritual weapon in the Ink Spirit Refining Workshop.

Regarding the rumors in the market, Su Zimo didn't bother to explain and ignored them.

Of course, he didn't mean to hide his identity.

It's just that in the past two years or so, he has lived in seclusion and rarely shows up, which will give everyone a sense of extreme mystery.

After more than two years of penance, Su Zimo has gained a lot.

Due to the supply of a large number of spirit stones, Su Zimo's cultivation realm is already approaching the consummation of foundation building!

This cultivation speed is a bit terrifying, but it is reasonable.

The cultivation of the foundation building cultivators can be regarded as a great luck to have a sufficient supply of medium-grade spirit stones.

And Su Zimo's cultivation is provided with a steady stream of high-grade spirit stones, so he naturally gets twice the result with half the effort.

Another aspect is in the refining tool.

In the eyes of outsiders, Su Zimo can only refine one top-grade spiritual weapon in a month.

But in fact, every afternoon, Su Zimo would refine a superb spiritual weapon and continue to hone his skills!

With the passage of time and continuous practice, Su Zimo's refining technique has become more and more proficient, and he has reached the realm of perfection, and it is difficult to improve again.

At this time, Su Zimo also realized that it was difficult to refine a perfect spiritual weapon!

Skill, mentality, and environmental factors come together to succeed.

Since it is perfect, it means that from the first step of refining the material, there can be no flaw!

Until the final quenching molding, there must not be the slightest mistake in the middle, otherwise even the slightest bit cannot be called perfect.

Originally, Su Zimo originally planned to refine a set of flying swords of perfect grade and use them to cast the sword array.

And now, seeing that things can't be done, Su Zimo can only retreat and refine a set of top-grade flying swords.

Of course, in Su Zimo's eyes, the 'time' in the eyes of others, that is, good cannot be better!

A top-grade spiritual weapon will attract countless top-notch Jindan real people to scramble, and a set of top-grade flying swords will probably lead to a fighting battle!

On this day, Su Zimo walked out of the room with a faint smile on his face.

There is still more than a month to go before the sect is big/big, and the dragon egg essence in his body has finally been refined and all absorbed by the body!

The refining chapter has been completed!

The qi of the five internal organs circulates, endlessly, nourishing the skin, flesh, muscles and bone marrow, forming a small weekly circulation in the body.

Before that, when Su Zimo was refining the dirty chapter, he burst out with the power of qi and blood, and shot with all his might, and even killed the blood-robed youth who built the foundation of the four veins in the Tanglin Valley!

And now, Su Zimo estimated that even if he didn't reveal his demonic aura and didn't carry his bloodline, just by relying on the power of his body, it was enough to suppress the four veins and build a foundation!

If the bloodline is run, it is more than enough to suppress the five veins and build the foundation.

If qi and blood erupt at the same time, Su Zimo's combat power will be even more terrifying!

Of course, this refers to the contrast in power.

After all, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there are too many factors that affect the outcome.

And refining the dragon egg essence element can be regarded as completely solving the hidden danger of being chased and killed by the dragon clan.

Before this, Su Zimo didn't even dare to walk out of the royal city.

And now, Su Zimo has a sense of relief and breaking free from the shackles, and he can't help but feel good.

"Childe, why are you so happy?"

Nian Qi hugged his knees, sat on the grass, and asked sideways, his eyes like water.

In the past three years, Nian Qi has rarely seen Su Zimo show this kind of smile.

Su Zimo waved his hand and said, "Let's go, go out and take a walk, and breathe." ”

"Okay!"

Nian Qi clapped his palms, smiled like a flower, and jumped up from the ground. (To be continued.) )