Chapter 55

Ten Thousand Vine Whip

Liuhuo, like Amu, looks like an exquisite and cute doll made of glass.

With a face full of baby fat, those proud fiery red pupils, and that soft and sticky voice, Yan Qingyan felt her heart melt again!

"Okay~"

Yan Qingyan's eyes were full of stars, and she couldn't help but take out a photo stone.

Ling Mochen was even more ecstatic, it turned out to be a spiritual weapon with a spirit!

Found a treasure!

Ling Mochen took a deep breath and said softly, "My name is Ling Mochen. I have the body of an innate fire spirit. I have a fire spirit root of the highest grade. I possess the strange fire Purple Heart Heavenly Yuanyan. Are you willing to make a contract with me?"

He introduced his strengths one by one, just like a college graduate applying for a job in a large company.

Yan Qingyan looked at him strangely. This was the first time she saw Mo Chen like this.

Ling Mochen also realized that his attitude was a little abnormal, and his cheeks turned slightly red.

"Eh~"

Liuhuo let out a light "eh" and floated around Ling Mochen and made a circle.

"It's really an innate fire spirit! Where's the strange fire? I want to eat it!"

Ling Mochen raised a finger, and a purple flame rose up.

Liuhuo flew over and swallowed it in one gulp.

“I want more!”

Teng! steaming!

After feeding for about a cup of tea, Liuhuo's figure became more solid.

Seeing that it was almost done, Ling Mochen asked his doubts, "Liuhuo, what grade of spiritual weapon is this alchemy furnace?"

"Hmph!" Liuhuo shook his head, his short hair like flames was messy, and he said proudly: "This is a heaven-level magic weapon 'Jiyang Dan Ding', but it is a little damaged now, and it has been reduced to a top-grade earth-level. Do you want to refine it?"

At this point, Liu Huo turned around and said, "But I must agree to that!"

Heavenly grade magic weapon!

A huge wave rose in Ling Mochen's heart.

Yan Qingyan couldn't help but take a breath, Oh my God!

Twenty medium-grade spirit stones actually bought a heavenly-grade magic weapon? !

She turned her head and looked at Ling Mochen steadily. Could it be that you are the real son of destiny?

Ling Mochen suppressed his excitement and said to Liuhuo, "I want to refine it into my life-long magic weapon. Are you willing to form a bond with me?"

Liuhuo's eyes turned and he said, "That strange fire..."

"I'll make sure you eat enough!"

"Humph!" Liuhuo turned his head and muttered in a low voice: "Since you said so, I will give you this face."

"Very good!"

Ling Mochen was overjoyed and carefully picked up the alchemy cauldron.

"Qingyan, I want to refine the elixir here." Ling Mochen said to Yan Qingyan with a happy face.

Today was such an unexpected surprise.

Yan Qingyan was very happy. She wondered when Amu would wake up and if he would be able to play with Liuhuo.

Yan Qingyan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then I will also go out and find a weapon refiner to customize a magic weapon for me."

"Be careful on the road."

......

Leiyang City Main Street.

Yan Qingyan spent two medium-grade spirit stones to find a 'guide' in the city and inquired about the most famous weapon-refining masters in the city.

Yan Qingyan went to each door one by one, and each one was more lively than the last!

“What a long line!”

Yan Qingyan looked depressed. She didn't like queuing.

How about changing to a weapon refiner who has fewer orders?

Thinking of this, Yan Qingyan turned to look at the 'guide' following her and asked quietly, "Daoyou, is there any weapon refiner in Leiyang City who has good weapon refining skills and is rarely visited by people?"

"Ah?" The guide looked at me in surprise.

Could it be that this guest is in a hurry?

"Well... generally speaking, the better the weapon refiner's skills are, the more fellow Taoists will patronize him." The guide said in a soft voice.

"Are there no ones who are unique?" Yan Qingyan asked.

Judging from the situation of this team, by the time she gets her weapons, she might already be a golden elixir!

The guide thought about it and really thought of a person, "This... is a master refiner, but he only takes orders based on the materials used, and he has a temper that is a bit... arrogant, so most of the customers are rejected."

"It's him!" Yan Qingyan clasped her hands together and made the decision.

The more eccentric a person is, the more powerful he or she is. This is the experience she has gained from reading countless books over the years.

"Ah...ah?" The guide was stunned and obviously didn't react.

This fellow Taoist's thinking is a bit unconventional.

"Let's go and find that weapon refiner!" Yan Qingyan strode forward.

"Um...the weapon refining master is in this direction." The guide pointed to the other side.

Yan Qingyan turned around and walked over without any embarrassment on her face.

When she thought about having a handy weapon in her hand, she was so excited that she wanted to run.

Not long after, the two came to a secluded refining room.

The corners of Yan Qingyan's mouth twitched. This guy didn't even have a decent shop?

So... unique!

"Master, I want to make weapons!" Yan Qingyan said straight to the point.

Yang Qi looked like he was still half asleep. He looked up at Yan Qingyan and said in a rough voice, "As usual, show us your refining materials. If you don't have any good treasures, leave."

"Yes!" Yan Qingyan flipped her hands and showed the ten thousand year old spiritual wood, "Is this treasure okay?"

Yang Qi's bean-sized eyes suddenly opened, as if he had suddenly put on colored contact lenses, and stared straight at the wooden whip in Yan Qingyan's hand.

This spiritual tree...is more than ten thousand years old!

OK! It’s so cool!

"Good job! I've been waiting for a distinguished guest like you!" Yang Qi carefully took the ten thousand year old spiritual wood and asked without even looking up, "What kind of magic weapon do you want to refine?"

"Ten Thousand Vine Spirit Whip!" Yan Qingyan took out a blueprint and handed it over. "This is the name of the magic weapon, and this is the style and function of the magic weapon. What do you think?"

Yang Qi took the drawing and looked at it carefully.

"Which rookie drew this blueprint? What a hodgepodge?!" Yang Qi complained unceremoniously.

"I drew it myself." Yan Qingyan said lightly.

Yang Qi:......

"Haha~ You're a layman, that's normal! Wait for me to modify it for you, and I guarantee that you can make the best use of this treasure and achieve the best effect!"

Yang Qi said confidently: "I guarantee it with my own reputation!"

The guide thought to himself, when have you ever been famous?

But Yan Qingyan believed it.

......

Just when Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen were happily creating their own natal magic weapons in Leiyang City.

Even in the Biyue Sect far away in Qingzhou, there are still people working on the matter of 'cleansing the spirit grass'.

'Snap! '

An exquisitely shaped porcelain bowl fell to the ground, breaking into dozens of petals that flew everywhere.

This is the twenty-seventh piece of cup that has been broken in the past month.

"Damn it! Where's the spiritual herbs? Haven't you found that person yet?!"

Yin Siwen had a gloomy face and glared at the two servants in front of him with sinister eyes.

Xiang Jiu lowered his head and said, "Master, that person was wearing a concealing mask from beginning to end. Even the Luo Family Auction House didn't know his identity. It was really difficult to track him down..."

Bang!

Yin Siwen kicked him and said viciously, "I don't want to hear these excuses!"

Xiang Jiu flew backwards, and when he landed, a vicious look flashed in his eyes, which he quickly covered up.

Inside the house, Yin Siwen clenched his fists tightly.

He has three spiritual roots of gold, fire and earth, two of which are of lower level Xuan grade. Being the son of the Nascent Soul Patriarch, his aptitude is appallingly poor.

At the beginning, he had to eat four foundation-building pills before he succeeded in building his foundation. This incident made him a laughing stock in the sect for a time.

Those people didn't dare to laugh at him to his face, but who knows what they said behind his back? !

Especially that abominable Feng Ning. If he didn't have a master who was also in the Nascent Soul stage, how dare he treat him with such a condescending attitude?

Yin Siwen was determined to get the Spirit Cleansing Grass!

He is going to be a genius!

"Oh, right!" Yin Siwen seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked in a cold voice, "Where are the two people who took out the Spirit Cleansing Herb? Where did they get the Spirit Cleansing Herb from?"

He was not interested in the remnant wood of divine thunder, but since he couldn't find that person for the time being, he decided to start with those two ignorant young Qi-refining monks.

"This..." Xiang Shi bowed and said, "The identities of those two people are still being investigated. Currently, we only know that they are heading towards the Endless Mountains."

"You got the Spirit Cleansing Grass, but you didn't send it to my Biyue Sect right away. You deserve to die!" Yin Siwen snorted coldly, "Go find it!"

Xiang Shi lowered his head and replied, "Yes!"