Eternal Sacred King Chapter 271: WeChat private visit

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Mo Ling Refining Workshop. .

Su Zimo walked out of the room, squinting at the noon scorching sun high in the sky, and the distress in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Su Zimo's body shook, and a series of crackling sounds came from his body, as if he was frying beans, his muscles and bones were screaming, and blood was like a tide!

Huh!

Su Zimo opened his mouth, exhaling a long white gas, solid like a sword, and shot a few meters away before it gradually collapsed.

In folk myths and legends, immortals can fly through the clouds, ride the fog, spit flying swords, and take the enemy's first level thousands of miles away!

The scene that just happened is very similar to the legendary flying sword.

Actually, this white spirit is not a flying sword.

It's only because after Su Zimo practiced the Zang Pian, the viscera became stronger, and there was a strange view of exhalation like a sword.

Of course, this white air is not lethal, let alone taking the enemy's head from a thousand miles away.

Experienced an assassination last night, and refined a superb spirit weapon for the Qiu-bearded man. Su Zimo stayed up all night, and his mind was exhausted.

I had a rest for the whole morning today. I just woke up. The injuries on my arm are healed and my spirit is restored.

As soon as Su Zimo sat down on the stone bench in the yard, the door was pushed open.

Nianqi ate a bunch of candied haws in his mouth, stepped in and smiled, as if something funny had happened.

"Master, you are awake!"

Nianqi called Su Zimo with bright eyes.

Su Zimo nodded, and asked with a smile: "What happened? Let me make you smile."

"Hehe, I can't hide anything from the son."

Nianqi smiled and ran over and sat aside.

In two years, Nianqi has changed a lot, not only in the realm of cultivation.

Two years ago, when Nianqi first moved in, Su Zimo could feel that this little girl was very wary of him.

As time goes by, this kind of guard is getting less and less.

Nianqi also gradually became more cheerful and a lot more lively.

Nianqi said mysteriously: "Master, guess what, what did I see in Yongxingfang just now?"

"It's related to what happened last night?" Su Zimo raised his brows slightly and asked back.

Nianqi stared at her eyes, nodded repeatedly, and eloquently said the announcement of the emperor.

"My son, didn't you see that the look of the elder of the True Fire Refining Workshop is wonderful. Huh, it's really relieved."

A flash of surprise flashed in Su Zimo's eyes.

He didn't expect that the emperor of Da Zhou would actually make a statement at this time.

"My son, the monks in the royal city are all talking about this matter. They all said that in the future, Mr. Mo can walk sideways in the royal city..."

Nianqi learned the tone of others, and said it in a rough language, which was quite funny.

Su Zimo smiled.

Dang! when! when!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Su Zimo looked at each other, both of them a little confused.

This month has reached the middle of this month. If you want to customize the best spirit weapon, you can only wait until the beginning of next month. How can anyone come at this time?

Nianqi ran over and opened the door.

Two monks stood at the door, one of them was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe, with a broad forehead, deep eyes, and extraordinary bearing.

The other is quite elegant, fluttering in white, half a stature behind the former.

Nianqi frowned secretly.

Her spiritual voyeurism, unexpectedly could not detect the realm of the two people's cultivation!

There are only two cases.

One kind, the two people in front of them have practiced some kind of hidden realm.

Secondly, the two people's cultivation realm has surpassed the Golden Core Realm and reached the Nascent Infant Realm!

The second case was eliminated by Nian Qi in the first place.

As the True Lord Yuan Ying, there is no reason to find here.

Although Su Zimo can refine the best spirit weapons, he can't enter the eyes of True Monarch Yuan Ying.

"Two fellow daoists, why did you come today?" Nianqi asked, standing at the door, standing in front of them.

The man in the yellow robe in front said with a smile: "Little girl, this is not a way of hospitality, just keep us out and talk?"

"Is there anything I can't say outside?" Nianqi tilted her head and asked seriously.

The two at the door looked at each other speechlessly, both a little helpless.

The man in the yellow robe smiled and said: "Little girl, I came here today to see Mr. Mo and ask Mr. Mo for help to refine a superb spiritual weapon..."

"No way."

The man in the yellow robe was interrupted by Nian Qi before he finished speaking.

Nianqi said: "My son only refines one superb spirit weapon every month, and a auction will be held at the beginning of the month. If you want to customize the superb spirit weapon, wait until the beginning of next month to come here to bid." /

The man in the yellow robe was taken aback for a moment.

For so long, no one has dared to interrupt him and shut him out.

A sorrow flashed in the eyes of the elegant man behind him, frowned slightly, and said in a slightly reprimanding tone: "Girl, you..."

"Huh?"

The yellow-robed man turned his eyes slightly to stop the elegant man.

The man in the yellow robe turned his head and said with a smile: "Little girl, you tell me, you used to bid at the beginning of the month, what is the highest price for a superb spiritual weapon?"

Nianqi didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "1.2 million high-grade spirit stones."

"Good."

The man in the yellow robe nodded and said: "I will double the price, please Mr. Mo privately to help refine a superb spiritual weapon!"

"Two million four hundred thousand!"

Nian Qi was surprised.

This number is a bit scary, and ordinary Jindan real people can't get it.

Nian Qi couldn't make up his mind, and subconsciously looked at Su Zimo in the yard.

Su Zimo looked calm, took a sip of tea slowly, put down the tea cup, and nodded: "Let them come in."

Nian Qi stepped to give way, and the two men in yellow robe walked into the Mo Ling Refining Workshop.

Just stepping into the courtyard, the yellow-robed man's gaze fell on Su Zimo, with a hint of splendor, and he nodded.

"Sit down."

Su Zimo didn't get up either, pointing to the stone bench opposite, and said something.

The yellow-robed man sat down, the elegant man stood aside, looked around, paused a little while on Eidolon's body, his eyes flickered.

Su Zimo looked at the man in the yellow robe and asked casually, "How do you call a fellow Taoist?"

"My last name is Zhou~IndoMTL.com~The man in the yellow robe doesn't change his face.

Su Zimo nodded and said nothing.

The man in the yellow robe smiled slightly and asked: "For Mr. Mo, I have been admiring for a long time. I don't know from which school and school Mr. Mo comes from. Who is this skill in refining tools?"

Su Zimo raised his head, playing with a teacup in his hand, looking at the man in the yellow robe with a smile but not a smile, and asked, "Doesn't Taoist want to refine tools? What is the purpose of inquiring about my origins now?"

"Mr. Mo is too worried, I am also curious in my heart, so I subconsciously asked." The man in the yellow robe looked as usual, it seemed that he was really careless to ask.

The yellow-robed man nodded at the elegant man next to him.

The elegant man took out 30 pieces of refining materials from the storage bag, and sorted out 2.4 million high-grade spirit artifacts, put them all in the storage bag, and placed them in front of Su Zimo.

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