Hearing Fang Lie's words, Mo Wanfang immediately couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "You're in Momen! If you can't find your suitable accessories here, then your appetite is too bad, right?"

"Haha, that's what I said!" Fang Lie immediately smiled embarrassedly.

Although Fang Lie is now wealthy, he is also a little arrogant, and he can't look down on idle babies. But here, Mo Wanfang is still qualified to say this.

Because Momen, in terms of the attainment of mechanical arts, there is no doubt that it is the first in the world!

The attachments in the Momen Treasure House are definitely the most complete, the strongest, and the best, no matter how picky Fang Lie is, it is impossible to find a satisfactory treasure.

Fang Lie himself also knew that he was too worried, he simply looked down on Momen, no wonder his father-in-law was a little displeased. So he hurriedly made up for it: "Father-in-law, then you can help me find a few of the best observation treasures first!"

"There are a lot of observation treasures, do you want to be above the eighth order?" Mo Wanfang said with a smile: "That's very expensive, and it's hard to install after all." You know, the eighth-order babies can be transformed, full of spirituality, almost no less than the intelligence of children, a little naughty, and they must meet their requirements before they will go with you. ”

When Fang Lie heard this, he immediately frowned, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed in his heart.

He has seen the difficulty of the eighth-order baby, unless it is completely subdued, it is difficult to control, even if he is forced to admit the master, there will be many situations, and the strength is not even one in ten.

This is also the reason why those Qi Sea cultivators are very weak in using eighth-order magic weapons, they don't have the strength to subdue such a high-level treasure, they all rely on the suppression of their elders to forcibly recognize the master, and their strength will naturally be greatly reduced.

Fang Lie could naturally invite the Thunder Tribulation True Person to help subdue them, but the strength of the treasure that recognized the Lord in this way was too weak, and he was a little unwilling.

And at this time, Fang Lie suddenly thought of the beauty of his Netherworld Battleship, which had an extremely high-level Netherworld Ghost Fire, which could use the means of burning high-level magic weapons to assist low-cost magic weapons to advance.

This function against the sky, even the Xuanmen was extremely red-eyed, and did not hesitate to use the ninth-order magic weapon to exchange huàn.

So Fang Lie pondered, it was better to get a better seventh-order magic weapon, which was cheap and easy to recognize the master, and then use the Nether Ghost Fire to upgrade him, so that it would belong to the eighth-order treasure that he had cultivated, and it would never have the negative impact of being subdued, and it would be able to fully exert all its power.

There is no doubt that this is the best outcome for Fang Lie.

After thinking about this, Fang Lie immediately smiled and said, "I'm a poor person, I can't afford an eighth-order magic weapon, just give me some seventh-order, but I must have the greatest potential! I still want to slowly cultivate to the eighth order!"

Hearing Fang Lie's words, Mo Wanfang rolled his eyes directly, and couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Just you kid still have the face to cry poor, except for my father, there is no richer than you in the entire Momen!"

"Brother~" Mao Mao couldn't help but ask strangely: "Why don't you want an eighth-order one?" The promotion of the seventh-order magic weapon is too difficult, and it will take tens of thousands of years at every turn, how can you afford to wait?"

"That's it, have you been a little tight lately?" Mo Lanyun immediately patted her chest and said coolly: "It doesn't matter, I'll buy it for you, I want the best!"

Fang Lie was moved when he heard this, but Mo Wanfang next to him was full of sourness, and couldn't help but say sourly: "Your father and I also lack an eighth-order magic weapon! Why haven't you seen your daughter's filial piety? This hasn't been married yet, so the dowry will take the first step?"

"What are you talking about!" Mo Lanyun's face suddenly flushed, and she couldn't help but say shyly: "Father, you have eight or nine eighth-order magic weapons on your body, more than me, why are you embarrassed to cry poor?"

This time, Fang Lie was shocked, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "So many, how many eighth-order magic weapons are there in Momen?"

Mo Wanfang's old face suddenly turned red, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Don't listen to her nonsense, how can there be so much?"

"Hmph!" Mo Lanyun said unconvinced: "Do you still want to hide it from me?"

"Okay, okay!" Mo Wanfang smiled bitterly: "Don't shake my old bottom, okay?" Many of the treasures on my body belong to the sect, and a few of them were given by your grandfather, I only have the right to use, and I don't have the right to transfer, in fact, it's not mine at all!"

Only then did Fang Lie think of Mo Wanfang's other identity, the next successor to the head of the sect, naturally he had to be closely protected. Not to mention the eighth-order magic weapon, even if there is a ninth-order magic weapon, Fang Lie is not unusual at all, with a half-immortal father on his head, everything is normal.

Mo Wanfang was obviously unwilling to discuss his magic weapon with the juniors, so he quickly diverted the topic and said: "If you want to detect the magic weapon of the eighth order, we still have three more here, which are ~"

"Stop~" Fang Lie hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop and said, "Seventh-order, I want seventh-order!"

Mo Wanfang was immediately stunned, and couldn't help but say: "Your kid is rich and rivals the country, and his contributions are also massive, and there are a lot of great merits, a lot of small merits, it is impossible to afford an eighth-order magic weapon, say, why do you have to be seventh-order? Don't you know that this first-order can make their performance dozens of times different?"

"Yes, why don't you buy a good one?" Mo Lanyun also frowned and asked.

"This~" Fang Lie hesitated slightly, and finally said honestly: "The eighth-order magic weapon is still too strong for me, with my strength, it is impossible for them to sincerely admit the master, so I can only ask the master to suppress it." But as you all know, this kind of recognition is not complete, and most of the power of the magic weapon will be missing. This is clearly not what I want. So I'm going to get a seventh-order magic weapon and cultivate it myself to the eighth-order, so that I can retain its full power. ”

"But you also know that the promotion of magic weapons, especially the promotion of the seventh order to the eighth order, is extremely difficult, it is possible that you have all soared, and it has not been promoted, aren't you fooling?" After Mo Wanfang finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately said in surprise: "Wait, you kid is not stupid, it is impossible not to see the key in this, but you still insist on this, then it can only mean one thing, you are sure that they will advance in a short time, right?"

"I have to say, your father and son are really smart!" Fang Lie said with sincere admiration: "I just mentioned it, and you guessed everything." Indeed, I have a way to make the seventh-order magic weapon quickly advance to the eighth-order!"

"Ah~" Whether it was Mo Wanfang or Mo Lanyun, even Mao Mao was taken aback, and then the three of them asked in unison: "What way?"

"Rely on it!" Fang Lie said, taking out the Nether Battleship and holding it in the palm of his hand.

The three of them looked at it carefully, and they all frowned.

"Judging from the aura, it's true that this is Nether Ghost Fire, but why is it silver?" Mo Wanfang asked strangely.

"Because it's mutated!" Fang Lie said with a smile: "This is actually the eighth-order large battleship that I commissioned Xuanmen to refine, because there are more than 20 eighth-order magic weapons that are also netherworld ghost fire attribute integrated into it, and it will lead to its grade constantly rising, and finally make such a silver guy!"

"And this silver guy has an extremely special ability, which is to use the spirituality of the magic weapon as fuel, and form a flame after burning, refining the magic weapon with this special flame, you can let the magic weapon absorb the spirituality in it, so as to improve your own grade!" Fang Lie said with a smile: "Xuanmen once burned an eighth-order magic weapon, and finally advanced the three seventh-order magic weapons of the Dao Sect to the eighth order!"

"What?" Mo Wanfang couldn't help but exclaim: "There is such an anti-heaven thing, it is impossible, right? If this is the case, Xuanmen will never be willing to give it to you!"

"At the beginning, they planned to exchange the ninth-order magic weapon Black Steel Mountain Seal with me, but I refused!" Fang Lie said with a smile: "Since they dare to make such a capital, I believe this will definitely not be fake!"

"Damn!" Mo Wanfang shouted, and then hurriedly punched out a flying sword to pass the book, and then said: "This matter is very important, I can't call the shots anymore, let's talk about it when Daddy comes!"

Such a wonderful treasure is even worth more than some ninth-order magic weapons, even if it is an identity like Mo Wanfang, he does not dare to act rashly, and he must let Mo Qianxun dispose of it.

"Your kid's luck is really good!" Mo Wanfang then smiled bitterly: "It's an immortal body again, and it's a magic weapon super mutation, why can't I encounter such an adventure in my life?"

"Hmph!" Fang Lie snorted coldly, and then teased: "Father-in-law's desire for a similar adventure is actually very simple, as long as you find someone who wronged you for murder and rape, and want to ruin your reputation, you will desperately resist, and then survive the three dishonorable punishments, then you can break into the reincarnation fire path, once it passes, you will have an immortal body!"

Mo Wanfang glared at Fang Lie and scolded, "Do you think I'm stupid? Is that an adventure? Is that looking for death? I really don't know how you came here in the first place!"

"Take a breath in your heart, grit your teeth and come over!" Fang Lie said with emotion.

At this time, a figure appeared out of thin air very abruptly, it was Mo Qianxun of the fairy wind bone.

As soon as he came, he shouted: "Don't keep talking about what happened to you, it's disgraceful!"

Fang Lie glanced at him and didn't speak, but he sneered disdainfully in his heart, 'It's glorious to me, but it's a big stain to you, the unstrict master!'

After Mo Qianxun said Fang Lie's words, he didn't care about him anymore, but turned his face and asked Mo Wanfang: "What's the matter? 100,000 are in a hurry to let me arrive immediately, I thought you were attacked?"

Mo Wanfang said with a stern face: "It's stricter than when I was attacked!"

"Huh?" Mo Qianxun was stunned for a moment.

Mo Wanfang immediately repeated Fang Lie's words.

When Mo Qianxun heard this, his face was full of incredulous expressions, and he couldn't help but say, "What the hell are you kidding me?

After saying that, Mo Qianxun directly grabbed the Netherworld Battleship, then meditated cross-legged and began to carefully test with his divine sense.

After about a quarter of an hour, Mo Qianxun opened his eyes and said with surprise on his face: "Uncle, it's true!"