After a while, night appeared, and the sound of wings flapping was heard.

A large number of Green Falcon guards arrived, dense, hiding from the sun and almost surrounded by the Mole Refinery.

"I've seen great leaders. ”

Many green falcons rode on this huge green falcon, clenching their fists, moving neatly and shouting loudly.

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

The man nodded, waved his hand, and said, "Take this body away." You can get out of here. I'll be here all night to stop another thief from assassinating Mr. Mo. ”

"Yes, sir!"

On the surface, many of the young Falcon Guards roared in response.

In fact, everyone has a whisper in their heart.

Although Mo Ling has been widely popular in the Imperial City in recent years, Qiu Xiaoren, as the leader of the Green Falcon Guard, does not need to guard here personally.

Now that Qiu Dahan has put forward this gesture, Mo Ling's status in people's hearts has been improved again.

Soon, the Hayabusa retreated.

Only the bearded man and Niangqi were left in the courtyard, lying in the corner, their eyes half-open and half-closed, as if they were taking a nap.

Waiting is hard.

The eyes of the autumn-bearded man always fell on Su Qin's refining room, and he never felt that there was a night, that was such a long time.

I spent three hours in this quiet night.

When the sun rises, the tide breaks through the mist, squeaks, and the door to the chamber opens.

Su Qin held a big hammer in his hand and walked out.

The autumn-bearded man jumped up and down from his seat, his face was radiant, and he walked quickly towards Su Qin.

Before coming, the Qiu bearded man took the hammer from Su Qin's hand, only to feel that his arm was sinking, if he didn't have to do his best, he would have a downward trend!

Heavy enough!

The bearded man nodded secretly.

The man with the autumn beard looked intently, and saw that four lines were drawn on the surface of the hammer, which was ingenious and beautiful.

"Is it?"

The eyes of the man with the mould were bright, and he ran with the golden pill, infused with spiritual power.

Wow!

The hammer is bright, and the breath is as thick as the queen of the earth, and the four spiritual threads are shining!

The best psychic weapon!

Qiu Hanzi, who had a beard, was very happy in his heart, and he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. He admired Su Qin deeply and said sincerely, "Thank you, Mr. Mo!"

Refining a fine spiritual weapon was just a matter of hard work for Su Qin, but in the eyes of Qiu Xuren, this favor was too heavy.

The autumn-bearded man whispered: "Mr. Mo, from today onwards, as long as my green grass patrols, I will definitely go one more round, and if there is a change, I can rush there as soon as possible!"

Su Qin smiled and said, "Then there are big workers." ”

......

The next morning.

The assassination that took place last night at the Morin refinery spread through the king's city and caused a great uproar.

In this world, there is not a single wall that is not breathable.

What's more, he was born in the king's city.

Last night, there was a dazzling light in the Mole Refinery, reflecting nearby, as if it was daylight, waking up countless people.

"Have you heard, I heard that Jin Dan really had a shot last night, and he wanted to assassinate Mr. Mo, but he failed, but he drank it, and hated the bank of the Jishui River. ”

"Yes, I heard that even Chief Hybusa was shocked. ”

"I saw with my own eyes that some of the green falcons had completely different bodies and were already dead. "One of the monks said because of what happened.

"Some monks claim to have seen Mr. Mo and say that Mr. Mo is a monk who gives alms. Haha, it's obvious that Mr. Mo must be a real person from Jindan, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to stay that night. ”

"As I said, Mr. Mo is a real Jindan person, otherwise he would not be able to refine the best spiritual weapon, even the best spiritual weapon. ”

The alleys of the streets, taverns, teahouses, ashlar stalls, almost everyone talks about it.

In the Royal Palace.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe leaned back on a dragon chair, his son just folded on the table, deep eyes and a broad forehead, showing the extraordinary wisdom of this man.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was still a milave man with a calm expression and an introverted gaze, which was incomprehensible.

The man in the yellow robe is the son of the continent!

Not far in front of Zhou Tianzi, a real man in armor knelt on his knees, with a black face and a beard, but he was the owner of the green falcon that saved Su Qin last night.

Just now, Zhou Tianzi called Qiu Banzi and went on a pilgrimage to see him. He told me once and for all about his birth last night, and he didn't hide it at all.

"So, can Mo Lin really refine the best spiritual weapon?" Closing his eyes and thinking about it, Zhou Tianzi just opened his eyes, his eyes were like a torch, and he asked slowly, how big his tone was, and how much he passed a little doubt.

"Yes!"

Qiu Banzi said: "It only takes three hours to refine the best spiritual weapon. And to give his subordinates this feeling, whether it is Mr. Mo or his maid, they all have 100% confidence in the spirit. “

"100% Nine Ridges?"

Zhou Tianzi muttered, his eyes squinting slightly.

If that's the case, I'm afraid it will be enough to cause the vibrations of the entire realm to return!

"What do you think of Mingze Zhenjun?" Zhou Tianzi looked slightly.

Dare to call the real king, which means that this person has stepped into the meta baby!

The elegant man stood behind him, opened his mouth and said, "On the sixth day, the most brilliant thing in the art of the refinery is the hundreds of doors. "According to legend, there is indeed a secret technique in Hundred Schools of Thought that increases the success rate of collecting spirits, but it is impossible to say 100%. “

Zhou Tianzi nodded and said, "This person should have a unique spirit gathering technique, although he can't gather spirits one hundred percent, but the success rate must be very high!"

"Oh, hey, hey. Yes, this Mo Ling is a character. ”

Zhou Tianzi smiled, his chin was slightly open, and there was a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"The king is sorry for his talent?" Ming Ze asked Zhenjun with a smile.

"Yes"

Zhou Tianzi said: "After a while, I will take a break and go to the Morin refinery to meet this person. ”

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

"Moreover, even if this person can refine the best spiritual weapon, he is only a superb person, as long as he can't reach the Yuan Baby, he can't refine the magic weapon, and naturally he can't become a martial arts practitioner. ”

In order to realize the Yuan Baby, it means that the monks have taken another crucial step on the way to the monastery!

When Jin Dan is perfect, it means that the road of Dan Road has come to an end.

Jin Dan is conceived in the dantian, the round tuotuo, the golden one can, just like the placenta.

Only with the broken Jindan, the baby inside can be successfully born, the realm can make a breakthrough, and a new life can be obtained!

And this baby is the so-called "meta baby" in the field of repair.

So, in the field of restoration, there is a proverb that says that a baby is born from a broken Dan.

Yuan Yingzhenjun completely departed from the scope of spiritual power and began to control another kind of power - mana!

It is a power that is more powerful and terrifying than spiritual power.

The so-called "curse" can only be released by King Yuan Yingzhen.

And the military in Yuanying Town is a weapon, a magic weapon.

In the realm of refining, only monks who can craft magical weapons can be called masters!

Therefore, Ming Ze Zhenjun bluntly said that Su Qin was unable to refine the magic weapon due to the limitations of the revision as a realm, and it was not worth it for the Son of Heaven to see him so respectably and arrogantly.