Back to Jinyu Pavilion, Zhang Moyang was still waiting there. For ordinary people, a few hours may be very long, but for these practitioners, four hours of practice is a few days of cultivation.

"Oh, everything is done?" Zhang Moyang asked with tea.

"Well, wait for Song Yan to pick up the goods, let's eat it." Zhang Xiuyang said.

Zhang Moyang said: "If you think in your heart, if you are so interested, the master will not blame you."

"Well, brother, you are not right, you are not a master of eating at home. Otherwise, why do you know all kinds of food?"

Zhang Moyang shook his head and gave him a white glance, "Just make more truths."

After less than half an hour, the old man of the alchemist just came in and saw that Song Yan had returned, and said, "Song Gongzi, your spiritual tools have been refined, please come with me."

When he was about to get up, Zhang Xiuyang stopped Song Yan and said, "The rules here are prepared to prepare twenty jade coins, and it will be given to him. Remember in the future, prepare hundreds of jade coins on your body, reward for rewarding

use."

Song Yan nodded, it turned out to be a tip ...

Come to a room with the old man. This is the place where the spiritual tools of Jinyu Pavilion can be isolated from the detection of the consciousness. In this way, if there is a great power transaction, it will not be known by others.

Then, then

"This is your spiritual instrument, please." The old man handed one long and one short, two swords.

Song Yan saw that the scabbard of the two swords had been wrapped in a layer of the skin of the animal, such as the python skin or the skin of the lizard.

He was looking forward to pulling out the Fuxi sword, and he saw the cold light. This sword has been integrated into the quadruple material, and the faint sword gas light flickered.

It turned out that the broken sword body was also repaired, and the edge was even worse. Most of the five -qi demon Dan was dissolved into the groove of the sword head, leaving a small half of the exposed outside, crystal clear like an embedded gem.

On it, you can also see a faint green pattern.

He pulled out the short sword again. The sword melted the brown demon Dan and a spiritual tool. The rusty sword body had been polished and exuded with a faint purple electronomy.

The old man was very satisfied with Song Yan, and said proudly: "The green pattern of this long sword is the role of the demon Dan. This demon Dan can allow this weapon to withstand more spiritual power to pour in.

One hundred years later, maybe you can still have a sword spirit. This short sword, which is a thunderbolt, so add some lightning stones as materials to enhance the power of thunder.

The spiritual device recognizes the Lord, and then you can fight the Quartet with his husband. Haha ha ha. "

According to the old man, Song Yan cut his fingers with a blade, squeezed a few drops of blood, and dripped on the two swords. "Om", at first sight of the blood, the two swords seemed to produce wisdom, the sword ridge

A piece of pattern flashed, and then the reddish brown gradually disappeared. At this time, the two spirits also communicated with Song Yan's mind. Song Yan waved twice, feeling like an extension of his arm.

Perhaps because of the relationship between the demon Dan, their response to the aura is keen. At least it can increase the power of the sword qi several times.

"The spirit tool has recognized the Lord, the son, the transaction is completed." The old man said.

"Mr. Lao, there is a question below."

"Please tell me."

"I remember that the forging instructions said that it takes forty-nine days to forge with spiritual consciousness. Why can it be completed in four hours here?"

"To be honest, sir, we who run a treasure shop all have magic tools that can slow down time, and this is made from that magic weapon. Otherwise, a magic weapon would take dozens or even hundreds of days, and the customers would be impatient.

, Today’s customers are impatient and simply can’t wait.”

"That's it, Mr. Xie. I have one more thing to ask you."

"Just asking, sir."

"If it is a single attribute spiritual weapon, does your pavilion have the ability to refine it?"

"Yes, there are, but spiritual weapons with a single attribute are expensive. I wonder what attribute you are looking for, sir?"

"What about wind, thunder, water, sky, and earth?"

The old shopkeeper thought for a while and said: "Well, we can refine it in this pavilion. This bronze sword has thunder attributes, but if we need to find all eight materials, the refining cost will probably be..."

"The lowest-level spiritual weapon with a single attribute costs 200,000 pieces. As for the spiritual weapon with the power of heaven and earth, I'm afraid it can only be found in the secret realms of senior practitioners."

"Two...two hundred thousand?"

The old man nodded, "The price is cheap this time because one sword is made of mortal iron and the other is repaired. However, if you refine a spiritual weapon out of thin air, the materials required are more expensive and the refining is more troublesome."

After Song Xin understood the situation, he thanked him and wanted to leave, but found that the old man was looking at him with a smile, but had no intention of letting him go. Suddenly he remembered what Zhang Xiuyang said before he came in, and took out twenty jade coins.

Give it to the old man.

The old man then opened the door with a smile and let Song Xin leave.

songs

"Brothers, I can't go in."

"Why?" Zhang Xiuyang asked.

"I saw two acquaintances just now, and I didn't want them to see me." Song Xin looked a little solemn, like a primary school student who was always bullied by the school bully.

Zhang Moyang was about to hand over a form-changing talisman, but suddenly he seemed to have an idea in his mind, "Brother Song, are you afraid of them?"

Zhang Xiuyang also asked: "Who makes you so afraid?"

"Liu Jing."

Because what he saw was Liu Jing and Wei Qi's master and apprentice.

Song Xin and the other three found a secluded place, and Zhang Xiuyang said, "Since you don't want to see me, then just find another one. Anyway, there is no shortage of wine shops in this big city."

Zhang Moyang held a shape-changing talisman and said, "This is a shape-changing talisman. Stick it on your body and follow us in."

Zhang Xiuyang asked curiously: "Why is this? Can't we just change it?"

Zhang Moyang said: "If this person is your inner demon, if you don't want to get rid of it now, he will definitely become an obstacle to your breakthrough in the future. Maybe when you form an elixir to overcome the tribulation, this inner demon will make you fail.

How do you choose, face him or avoid him forever?"

Song Xin nodded, thought for a while, then returned the shape-changing talisman and said, "I listen to you, I will go in like this."

Zhang Moyang nodded approvingly, "If you have this kind of courage, you will definitely be able to defeat your inner demons."

Zhang Xiuyang knew that Song Xin had been treated as a bloody furnace by Liu Jing in the Wei family, so he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't be afraid of that old guy, he will never dare to touch you when your senior brother is here. You passed by five times

The tempered body has been broken through, and your appearance has changed a lot. Whether he can recognize you is still a matter of doubt."

"Then let's go in, Brother Song, you must try the food here today." Zhang Xiuyang said as he walked away, and Song Xin suppressed her uneasiness.

Several people entered Yuzhen Tower, and the storekeeper came out to greet them enthusiastically: "A few of you, I wonder if you would like a tea seat or a wine seat today?"

Song Xin didn't know why and looked at Zhang Moyang with questioning eyes.

"Wine seat." Zhang Moyang replied.

"Please come this way." The storekeeper smiled slightly and took them to a four-foot-square rush mat on the second floor, where he arranged three empty tables to sit down. Song Xin saw Wei Qi and a man in the far corner.

Liu Jing, an old man with disheveled hair, was sitting next to him. He didn't know what he was talking about, and he didn't seem to have seen him yet. But what surprised him was that Liu Jing seemed to be older than before. He looked senile and tired, and his cultivation seemed to be poor.

Not as powerful as he imagined.

Song Xin understood Zhang Moyang's intention. If you encounter something you are afraid of and just try to avoid it, you will not achieve anything.

He calmed down and no longer thought about Liu Jing's affairs for the time being, "The shopkeeper just asked about the tea seat. What does the wine seat mean?"

Zhang Xiuyang replied: "This is a legacy of the Warring States Period, and it is no longer used outside today. The teahouse is on the third floor, where you can sit and enjoy the scenery and drink tea, while the wine seat is where you can drink and eat."

Song Xin found it novel: "It turns out that there are still remnants of the Warring States Period here, which is really interesting."

Zhang Xiuyang smiled, glanced at the table not far away, and said via voice: "Brother, do you know who Liu Jing is?"

Zhang Moyang said with confusion, "He looks very much like Nanyang Liu Jing, who is famous in Jingzhou area, but he seems to be much older. Master and I met once, and he was still about thirty years old at that time. And he

My cultivation seems to have regressed by more than half, which is really strange."

When Song Xin saw him outside the restaurant, he was filled with fear from the bottom of his heart. When he heard the name again, his heart felt like someone was grabbing him. The time he spent in the Wei family had left him with lingering fears.

Zhang Moyang said calmly: "He is a famous practitioner in Nanyang. He is proficient in fire magic and also has some strange ghost-exorcism skills. But I haven't seen him come out in these years, and I don't know what he has practiced. He is so old now."

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Although several people spoke via voice, their eyes glanced over from time to time, which still attracted the attention of the people at the table.

Liu Jing turned his head and saw two people wearing five buckets of rice robes looking at him. He was also stunned, and then he smiled and cupped his hands. Zhang Moyang and Zhang Moyang also cupped their hands slightly.

But when Liu Jing's eyes fell on Song Xin, he still recognized the bloody cauldron that had escaped. A pair of triangular eyes shot out two undetectable murderous intentions, but he understood that Song Xin had sensed it and simply raised his head.

He started to look at Liu Jing.

Liu Jing didn't say anything, he just nodded slightly to him, then lowered his head to drink tea.

At this time, Wei Qi next to Liu Jing asked: "Master, who are those people? Why are they looking at us?" But he didn't seem to know the three of them at all. Since he experienced the transformation into a fistula ghost, Wei Qi has recovered again.

I lost my memory of my past, and even my family forgot about it at first.

Liu Jing said calmly: "They are the inner disciples of the Five Dou Rice Sect. Look at their blue-grey robes and the dark red eclipta on their sleeves, which shows that they are of high rank within the sect. Maybe they are some elders I know."

Disciple." He didn't even mention Song Xin's name to Wei Qi.

Wei Qi asked again: "Who is the person next to it?"

Liu Jing shook his head slightly, "Oh, an unknown boy, his aura is very weak. If it is not a dispersion of the martial arts, it should be a serviceman or follower."

Wei frowned, "I think his appearance is a bit familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it."

Liu Jing smiled slightly, without stubbornness, drinking the tea in front of him, no longer speaking.

Wei Qi still stared at Song Yan. It seemed to be a strong memory, but in the end, he still couldn't remember. He had to throw his head and ask: "By the way, what happened to the brother's message to explain?"

Liu Jing said with his mouth: "A colleague returned to his hometown, let us delay him halfway. After you go back, let the Wei family go to him to give him a fake news and let him go back to Cao Cao at home for a few months.

"After speaking, I glanced at Song Yan's side, and there was a touch of cunning in my eyes.

"Oh, that's it, the old thief was angry, and he would be angry at him. Maybe he would kill his colleague." Wei Qi nodded with a smile.

Liu Jing said: "Your colleague who heard of the people who have heard of the people can get the position of the servant of the son. Even if it is your origin, you can't get it."

Wei Qi hated and pinched his fist and said, "Who knows what Cao Cao's old thief thinks ... My father once asked Cheng Yu and Gao Rou to help me fight for this position. But the old thief did not agree, but instead took me me.
Chapter completed!