Listen, is this what a human being would say?
Still need to practice!
So you refined it when you had some free time after practicing?
Those useless people in the sect can only refine one weapon a month.
And it is a low-grade magic weapon.
How can they live if you do this?
"By the way, what about Sect Master Lan and the others? Have they made a decision?" Qin Feng asked.
Zhou Cangyun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not that easy to relocate the sect.
Our sect has few members, and the key is that our words count.
They can’t!
Hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, it's a real problem."
“Then there’s nothing we can do.
However, there might be a chance. After all, people from Zhongzhou are coming soon. Qin Feng sighed.
"I hope so!" Zhou Cangyun took off his armor with a look of regret on his face.
As a close friend, he hoped that Liu Jing would go with him.
But!
no way.
"By the way, go give five sets of armor to Mr. Liu. He also gave me a piece of spiritual marrow before." Qin Feng stretched out his hand, and five sets of armor appeared in his hand and handed them to Zhou Cangyun.
Zhou Cangyun was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Let's go together. He and Lan Yun are also getting ready to leave."
Soon, Qin Feng followed Zhou Cangyun to a villa.
Lan Yun and Liu Jing both had frowns on their faces.
The news about Qin Feng has made them anxious these days.
After all, the news came from Yipintang.
Everyone in Yipin Building has evacuated southern Xinjiang, which is also a very bad signal.
But!
They really have no choice.
The sect's migration is a huge matter.
They have no say.
Moreover, their flying chariot is a small flying chariot.
A flying chariot can only accommodate about 800 people.
The migration of tens of thousands of people is simply not possible.
"Master Lan, what about Long Xiaohai?" Qin Feng came to Lan Yun and asked.
Lan Yun raised her head slightly, stood up from her chair, and said solemnly: "Long Xiaohai, it's no problem for you to go with me, but you have to help me take someone away."
"No problem, but he has to be obedient. Everything must follow our arrangements. Otherwise, I can't be sure whether he can get out of southern Xinjiang alive." Qin Feng nodded.
"That's fine!" Lan Yun nodded.
As he spoke, he waved towards Long Xiaohai and said, "Long Xiaohai, is there any problem with Sun Qian following you to your sister's sect?"
Long Xiaohai patted his chest confidently: "Don't worry, Sect Master, my sister is a saint.
Besides, Senior Sister Sun is so talented and has become a Golden Core cultivator at such a young age. My sisters and the others will definitely be vying for her."
"Then I'll leave it to you." Lan Yun said.
Regardless of whether what Qin Feng said was true or false, it was a good thing that Sun Qian could enter a level six sect.
"Then I'll leave. When you move your sect, just come to our Jiuyang Sect." Lan Yun looked at Qin Feng.
"Okay!" Qin Feng stretched out his hand, and fifty long swords floated in front of Lan Yun again.
Lan Yun shook her head: "I won't accept the magic weapon. After all, Long Xiaohai is also a disciple of our Jiuyang Sect."
What a joke.
After practicing for hundreds of years, he still understands the ways of the world.
He also hoped to rely on Long Xiaohai to establish good relations with the sixth-level sect.
If the time really comes for his clan to be destroyed, even if he has to escape, he will escape to Zhongzhou.
By then!
At least Long Xiaohai can help him a little.
Once these fifty top-grade enchanted magic weapons are collected, they will have nothing to do with Long Xiaohai at all.
He still has a clear understanding of this matter.
Qin Feng smiled, put away his sword, took out a set of armor, and the magic weapon that Lan Yun had customized for him.
"Master Lan, we'll see you later. The armor is for you, and the magic weapon is ready.
However, when I arrive at the Nine Yang Sect, I want to take a few people with me.
Of course, if they want to.
But don't worry, take them out, they are still members of the Nine Yang Sect, if the southern border is stable, I will send them back." Qin Feng said.
"Are you from Fengcheng?" Lan Yun frowned.
"Yeah!" Qin Feng nodded.
"That's impossible! They are very talented, and one of them is a talisman master." Lan Yun rejected it outright.
He reached out and put away his magic weapon, but did not put away his armor.
The reason why he let Long Xiaohai go was because he knew that no matter what happened in southern Xinjiang, Long Xiaohai was destined not to be a member of their Jiuyang Sect.
Where is Sun Qian!
He raised her for decades and treated her as his own daughter.
Of course he would like to have a good future.
Moreover, if Sun Qian becomes powerful in the future, she will definitely not forget him.
But the same cannot be said for those people from Fengcheng.
They were destined to be members of the Nine Yang Sect in life and ghosts of the Nine Yang Sect in death.
There is no way he will let anyone go.
Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled helplessly.
"Okay then!" Qin Feng put away his armor.
Seeing that Qin Feng and Lan Yun had finished their negotiations, Zhou Cangyun also came to Liu Jing.
"Take care, old friend! If you really need to save your life, you must save yourself.
Come to Zhongzhou and find us!" Zhou Cangyun said solemnly.
After this separation, we may never see each other again.
"Don't worry, it's worth it even if we old guys die." Liu Jing smiled.
Zhou Cangyun reached out and took out the five sets of armor that Qin Feng was going to give to Liu Jing.
"This is a small gift from my disciple. A top-grade enchanted armor artifact.
It should be okay to save your life!
Take care of yourself." Zhou Cangyun said.
"A top-grade magical device?" Lan Yun's face froze in shock.
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