"What's going on?" Su Yin frowned.

This Mo Yuan is a powerful inheritor in the inheritance realm. The entire Great Yanzhou is at its peak. He just borrowed the essence and blood of a monster, but he failed?

True or fake?

This kind of strength can be grabbed by force!

In the face of life and death, he did not believe in any etiquette and morality. If this person really followed the rules, he would not have led so many people into the Hidden Immortal House yesterday.

"This Sun Meng is...my junior brother, Sun Zhao!" Mo Yuan shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Your junior brother?" Su Yin was puzzled.

This is the boss of Qingyun Sect. Shouldn’t his junior brother be in Qingyun Sect too? What are you doing here? Da Yancheng is relatively remote.

"My junior brother had some conflicts with me and the sect back then. He left anonymously in anger. He searched for many years but couldn't find it..." Mo Yuan explained.

Soon, Su Yin, Dr. Yunfeng and others figured out what was going on.

Sun Zhao is a disciple of Qingyun Sect and is of the same generation as Mo Yuan. He had a good relationship. During a trial, his Taoist couple fell into a dangerous place. It would cost a huge price to rescue him. As the head sect, Mo Yuan did not agree to the situation in order to take into account the overall situation, which led to the latter's death.

Because of this incident, his junior brother completely broke up with Qingyun Sect and hid here with a pseudonym Sun Meng.

After a normal visit, Mo Yuan also planned to force him to come. Seeing that it was this person, he could no longer take action.

I was sorry for the other party at the beginning, but I really couldn't do it again now.

"Didn't the Grand Master say that you just use a few drops of essence and blood to save people?" Dr. Yun Feng frowned.

"Since that incident, Junior Brother Sun's temper has become a little weird. I said I wanted to save people, but he said, "When I knelt on the ground and begged you to save people, why didn't I save them? Since you can do this, why should I agree!"

Mo Yuan smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's my fault first..."

Everyone couldn't speak.

It’s true that it’s not the other party’s fault!

When you use your help, you push three things and four things. Now you use me, why do you need to help you? As for the death of people, so what?

"Can't you save me?" Dr. Yun Feng's face turned pale.

He also knew the identity of this girl at this moment. Emperor Dayan's daughter, the real princess, could not be saved because she could save her, even if the teacher was a powerful person in the inheritance realm, his life would definitely not be easy.

After glanced at the girl who was no longer conscious, Su Yin shook his head. The doctor was kind-hearted. Although he was a veterinarian, he could not stand by death and looked at Dr. Yun Feng: "A message is made, and I will come to visit!"

"yes!"

As he hurried forward, Yun Feng's loud voice sounded: "Su Yin, the uncle of Zhenxian Sect, is here to visit Sun Meng's weapon refiner, and I hope to see you again!"

He deliberately called out Sun Meng, not Sun Zhao, but he just didn't want to get along with Qingyun Sect and eliminate the other party's hostility. As the strongest doctor in a city, in addition to being arrogant, he is still very proficient in human nature.

"Minister of Zhenxian Sect?" A shocked voice sounded in the courtyard.

If he had said this before, Sun Zhao would definitely not care about it, but last night the other side killed all sides, pointing to the suppression of the seventeen forces, he did not dare to resist and was famous. Even he did not dare to object directly.

After pausing for a moment, the voice came: "I am just a wilderness old man, and I am not qualified to let the uncle visit you! If the uncle wants to help Mo Yuan and ask me for the essence and blood of the purple electric golden eagle, I can kill me first! Then I am just an idle person. I can't resist the Qingyun Sect or the Zhenxian Sect, so it's better to die!"

Su Yin frowned.

It's really difficult to deal with.

"Old Sun misunderstood. I am not asking for trouble, but also having some experience in refining weapons. I want to discuss it with you!"

After pondering for a while, a pan appeared in front of me: "This is a defective product I have refined before. You might as well take it to take a look. If you think it's okay to use skills, it's nothing to communicate!"

After saying that, he handed the pot to the butler at the door.

"good……"

After a moment of silence, the sound inside continued to sound.

The housekeeper took it and walked into the courtyard. After a moment, a powerful aura rushed straight into the sky, and then an incredible voice sounded: "How can I use the most ordinary materials to refine the peak spiritual weapon, this skill, this handicraft, this understanding of the Tao...?"

Before the excited voice ended, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Su Yin, no longer having the previous arrogance, and bowed to the end: "Sun Zhao has seen the uncle of the junior teacher..."

He had a conflict with Mo Yuan and could ignore each other, but he was really not arrogant when facing this peerless strong man with great cultivation and the great master of weapon refining.

Su Yin smiled slightly.

When I heard that the other party was a weapon refiner, I thought of using the method of refining the weapon to solve it, but I didn't expect it to work.

He raised the pot tremblingly, and Sun Zhao looked over in disbelief: "This... is it really made by the uncle of the junior teacher?"

An eighteen-year-old boy was able to cultivate his cultivation to a rare world and was already out of heaven. He actually controlled the refining weapon to a level that he was far from reaching... Really?

"You answer!"

With a faint smile, Su Yin faced the pot.

"The master smiled at me, did he mean that he would not sell me anymore?"

The pan's instrument was so excited that it was about to explode, and the sound was a little confused: "No, that's right, I'm refined by the master, I can guarantee it!"

"..." Seeing this peak spiritual weapon, Sun Zhao was excitedly like the abandoned child, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.

Are the spirits of the artifacts very arrogant and stylish? Why do you feel that this is so humble and so funny?

"Well, I won't sell you anymore!" Su Yin was speechless.

Although this pot is not good at cooking and not strong enough, it is quite good at speaking and conscious of the times. I won’t sell it next time.

"That's great!" After shaking a few times, the sound of the pan was filled with satisfaction.

Seeing this scene in my eyes, Sun Zhao remembered something and trembled with excitement: "I guess the uncle of the junior master came for the essence and blood of the purple electric golden eagle. I have a doubt here. If I can answer it for me, let alone the essence and blood, giving the monster to you is nothing!"

"Oh? Let's hear it!"

Unexpectedly, before he could speak, the other party said the conditions, and Su Yin looked over.

Taking a deep breath, Sun Zhao's voice trembled slightly: "I want to ask... Is there a way to transfer the spirit of the weapon? That is to say... transfer it to the puppet or monster!"

"Transfer of the spirit?"

Unexpectedly, what he asked was this question, Su Yin frowned: "The spirit of the weapon is the spirituality born in weapons. Like the soul of a human, it is born on weapons. Once the weapon is broken, it will die directly. I have never heard of it, and it can be transferred!"

“That’s right…”

After hearing the other party confirmation, Sun Zhao smiled bitterly, as if he had grown a lot aged a lot and had lost his persistence and fighting spirit: "I actually knew this a long time ago, but I just didn't want to believe it! Thank you for your uncle for solving my doubts. This eagle belongs to you. You can decide whether to kill or stay! "

After saying hello, the butler walked in. It was not long, and a large eagle, who was more than one person tall, was taken out by the butler.
Chapter completed!