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Chapter 399 Refining the Red Flame Pen

You must know that just two days ago, Liang Yan was still a poor man who spent all his belongings. But now he suddenly had more than 10,000 spiritual stones in his pocket, and his mind naturally became a little more active.

He had previously learned from Jin Yuye that Moxuanzhai was the best talisman shop in Zhiyuan City. The talisman and pens in this shop were of high quality and had a good reputation throughout the Wu Kingdom.

The most important thing is that there is a master of weapon refining behind this shop. Although this person is not as famous as Baili Xuan, he is still a well-known figure in the entire Wu Kingdom.

Liang Yan thought as he walked: "I have the monkey hair of the Four-Season Splitting Monkey, so why not make it into a red flame pen here and then return to the country of Yue. That Baili Xuan is now seriously injured and is in seclusion. I want to find him to make it for me."

It is absolutely impossible to make it. In this case, why not spend some spiritual stones and ask this man from Mo Xuanzhai to refine it for me."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pat the storage bag on his waist, and secretly sighed: "This Ximen Hao is really rich and powerful. He has been greedy for many resources in Zhiyuan City over the years. He has sold more than 10,000 spiritual stones at any time.

Its profound background is indeed beyond my imagination.”

But sigh, sigh, now I have the feeling of spiritual stone in my pocket, it is naturally very good!

While Liang Yan was cursing in his heart, he was not slow at all. In just a moment, he was already standing at the door of Mo Xuanzhai.

Bao Hongxin, the shopkeeper of Mo Xuanzhai, happened to be giving instructions to a few of his subordinates in the store. He caught sight of Liang Yan arriving from the corner of his eye, and immediately walked out with a smile, cupped his hands towards Liang Yan and said:

"Dear guest, please come inside!"

Liang Yan nodded and walked directly into Mo Xuanzhai without being polite to him.

Bao Hongxin led him into a guest room and ordered several servants to bring a pot of spiritual tea to Liang Yan. Then he asked with a smile: "Fellow Taoist Liang is here, but he wants to refine the red flame pen."

.”

Liang Yan sat still and did not touch the cup of tea on the table. Instead, he asked calmly: "How did the shopkeeper know about this?"

"Hahaha!" Bao Hongxin said with a smile: "What's so difficult about this? Now everyone in the city knows that Fellow Daoist Liang used his great power to help the Lord of Ximen defeat the rebellion of the Deputy City Lord with two against six. Then the Lord of Ximen

If you have always valued kindness and righteousness, how can you be stingy with a few monkey hairs? My Taoist friend must have got what he wanted."

After hearing this, Liang Yan couldn't help but said in astonishment: "Do all the monks in Zhiyuan City know?"

Bao Hongxin nodded and said: "Yes, everyone knows it. Moreover, the matter of Ximen City Lord losing his sword has caused a big fuss. Everyone knows that the famous Purple Thunder Tianyin Sword has flown away on its own, and Ximen Hao has also disappeared overnight.

I left the city and led many of my men to pursue the traces of this flying sword."

When Liang Yan heard this, he suddenly understood and thought to himself: "I was confused. This rebellion is not trivial. Sometimes, with the involvement of Guang Han, the deputy city lord, the first thing Ximen Hao did when he returned to Zhiyuan City must have been...

It is to eliminate the party members in the city who have close contact with Shi Guanghan. The implications of this matter are not small, and the Xicheng District is full of monks, not ordinary people with little information, so it can be clearly understood with a little use of means."

Thinking of this, Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "Shopkeeper Bao expected it to be true. Liang came here this time for the Red Flame Pen. Is Guizhai capable of helping me refine this kind of magic pen?"

Bao Hongxin laughed and said: "Fellow Daoist Liang is looking down on our Mo Xuan Zhai. Although the red flame pen is not an ordinary magic pen, there is also a master of weapon refining in our Zhai. This matter will never let Friend Liang do it."

Disappointed."

Liang Yan nodded and said, "I wonder how many spirit stones are needed?"

Bao Hongxin stretched out his five fingers with a smile and said: "Five hundred spiritual stones! Moreover, Taoist friends must pay two hundred spiritual stones as a deposit first, and the remaining three hundred spiritual stones will be paid upon delivery."

"no problem."

Liang Yan didn't want to bargain at this time, so he agreed directly. Now he just wanted to get the Red Flame Pen as soon as possible, and then immediately return to Yungang Sect and start retreating to attack the bottleneck in the middle stage of foundation building. After all, he has the ability of Juetian Daoji

The fate of the sect that stole the dead man's tomb has already reached the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

Liang Yan took out two hundred spiritual stones from the storage bag and handed them to Bao Hongxin along with the jade box containing the monkey hair of the Four Seasons Split Flame Monkey. He told him: "We have to hurry up on this matter.

I have something urgent going on, so I won't be able to stay here long."

Bao Hongxin immediately said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Liang, please rest assured that we at Moxuanzhai are always efficient in our work. In ten days, Daoist Liang will just come and pick it up as scheduled, and he will definitely deliver the red flame pen at that time."

"Then please!" Liang Yan cupped his hands, turned around and left Mo Xuanzhai.

At the same time that Liang Yan was visiting Mo Xuanzhai, two figures were standing by a mountain stream hundreds of miles northwest of Zhiyuan City.

One of them was wearing a loose black robe and a bamboo hat on his head. He was sitting cross-legged on a boulder, holding a fishing rod, and seemed to be fishing.

Another person stood not far from him, dressed as a Confucian scholar, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a folding fan on his chest, as if he was admiring the beautiful landscape in front of him.

The two of them were silent for a long time, and suddenly they heard the man in black robe who was fishing say: "This time about Zhiyuan City, the success has failed. Huang Jue Palace and Moshan Qi Sect have received the news, I am afraid that the elders of the sect are already on the way.

On the way."

After hearing this, the Confucian man pondered for a moment and asked, "Does your Majesty all know this?"

"Hehe, you have lost everything this time, how could your Majesty not know. However, he has not punished you, but only asked you to hibernate temporarily. The Wu Kingdom will postpone its actions and wait for news from the other four countries."

The fishing man said leisurely.

The Confucian man showed a thoughtful look, and after a moment he sighed softly: "Actually, Ximen Hao has the right time and place for this plan. I thought it was a certain death situation, but I never thought of fighting out halfway.

An outsider disrupted my entire plan."

The fishing man chuckled and said, "I really don't blame you for this. That boy named Liang Yan is not a monk from the Wu Kingdom. Liu Jing told me that he first appeared in my field of vision before. At that time, this man came to look for a corpse belonging to the corpse."

, the sect of the three realms of ghosts and demons, Liu Jing followed my previous instructions and led this person to the 'Tomb of the Dead', which can be regarded as giving Wu Jingwu the nourishment to attack the golden elixir. Who would have thought that this person not only survived

, and became a member of the Sword Suppressor this time.”

"Witchcraft?" the Confucian man said with a slight frown.

"Haha, this person is just another chess piece I planted in the Kingdom of Wu. He has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to know too much." The fishing man chuckled.

The Confucian man frowned even more tightly, but after a moment he nodded and said nothing more.

At this moment, two figures suddenly came through the air and landed behind them almost at the same time. Then they both bowed down and said:

"My subordinates have neglected their duties, please ask your superiors to punish you!"


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