That night, the Mo family held a banquet, and the four heads of the family took turns toasting to entertain the young master Ning Fan.
If everyone was still dissatisfied with Ning Fan before, they are no longer dissatisfied with him now.
At the wine table, Ning Fan had an easy-going smile and a good conversation, which made Wu Lan and Mo Rushui shine. However, two old men, Ye Huan and Fang Nuo, were extremely dissatisfied with Ning Fan.
Ning Fan's drinking capacity is too bad! After two glasses of water and wine, I was actually swaying when I walked. As a demon cultivator, it’s so embarrassing to have a bad drinking tolerance!
Sure enough, no one is perfect...
The moonlight entered the house, the banquet dispersed, and the heads of the three families left one after another. In the hall, only Mo Rushui, who was drinking a glass of wine, and Ning Fan, who was lying unconscious on the wine table, were left.
Mo Rushui pursed her red lips slightly and suddenly smiled, "Everyone has left, is the dignified Young Master Qimei still relying on his subordinates to pretend to be drunk at home?"
As Mo Rushui finished speaking, Ning Fan, who was originally drunk, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes. His magic power swayed, and he breathed out the smell of alcohol. He laughed and said, "That's ridiculous. Ning is too drunk. If he doesn't pretend to be drunk, he may not be able to do anything." Let’s get down to business. Fairy Mo, can you tell me now about the soul-burning spirit iron?”
"Young Master really wants that soul-burning spirit iron?"
"It's not necessary. I just want to attach a spirit to the magic weapon. If the head of the family is in trouble, I can also attach other magical powers."
Ning Fan opened his mouth, and a ray of starlight flew out, turning into a long sword as crystal clear as water in his hand. It was cut away and handed to Mo Rushui.
"This is the sword. Fairy Mo will help me think about what kind of magical power is most suitable for this sword. Ning knows nothing about the spirit."
Mo Rushui took the Zhanli Sword and didn't care at first. After all, she is a 'Danbao' level spirit possessor, and it is not difficult to refine the golden mysterious spirit equipment. She could tell at a glance that this sword was only a low-grade, elementary level sword.
He was slightly unhappy in his heart, and thought to himself, if the dignified 'Burning Soul' spiritual iron is attached to a low-grade magic weapon, wouldn't it bury the name of 'Burning Soul'?
But as soon as he took the sword, Mo Rushui was surprised at first. This sword is so light! It's not that this sword is weightless, but when you hold the sword in your hand, it becomes one with the sword, just like your own arm, and you naturally don't feel its weight.
"'The man and the sword are united'... The person who refines this sword has a superb skill and is far superior to me..."
She praised it sincerely, and no longer dared to underestimate Zhanli Sword, and looked at Zhanli carefully.
As bright as a star, as cold as autumn water, as thin as a cicada's wing, as cold as a flying dragon... This sword is obviously just a low-grade primary magic weapon, but the feeling it gives Mo Rushui cannot be described with the word 'shock'.
Sometimes she frowned, sometimes her red lips slightly parted, sometimes she was happy, sometimes puzzled, sometimes confused, and sometimes surprised, as if her entire life's expressions were used on her pretty face.
And her beautiful eyes were staring at the eye-catching starlight on the sword, and a hint of shock in her heart became stronger and stronger.
"This is, this is... I dare to ask you, young master, if you know the origin of this sword!"
"I made this sword, how could I not know..." Ning Fan picked up the chopsticks and ate the leftovers from the wine table without any disdain.
He was poor all his life. In the most difficult period, he even competed with pigs and dogs for food. How could he care about the leftovers?
"What, this sword was actually made by the young master?!" Mo Rushui's face changed, and his face was full of astonishment. He never expected that the master of weapon refining that he admired so much was actually the young master in front of him.
"Young Master, you know that this sword contains a fragment of ancient stars..."
"Of course I know. I am Master's disciple, and I have ancient demonic veins, and I am enough to control this 'Ancient Divine Weapon'!"
"It turns out that the young master knows. It seems that the vision of 'stars appearing during the day' yesterday must have been caused by the young master... The ancient divine weapon, I never thought that I would be lucky enough to see one in this life... The young master really wants to sword for this Possessed spirit!"
Mo Rushui's expression was actually a little eager to try. What an honor it is for a spiritual master to be able to possess the spirit of an ancient divine weapon!
"That's right, it's up to Fairy Mo to decide what kind of magical power to add." Ning Fan smiled slightly and gave Mo Rushui the right to decide, out of respect for the spiritual master.
"Hey... an ancient magic weapon, a peerless sword that can be promoted... From my heart, I am very willing to give the young master the 'soul-burning' magical power. The soul-burning magical power is a 'virtual' level magical power. Only the old monster Suixu is qualified to possess a good thing. Use it on this sword, and never waste it... With my body's 'Danbao' level spirit possession level, I can only possess one magical power. If I attach other magical powers, it will not be wasted. Attaching 'Soul Burning' is a bit wasteful..."
Mo Rushui was talking to himself there, seemingly unable to choose, while Ning Fan listened with confusion on his face. He had almost no understanding of the art of possessing spirits.
From what Mo Rushui said, it seemed that a magic weapon could be attached with several magical powers, but her level was not good enough, so she could only attach one.
Listening to Mo Rushui's words, to possess the spirit of the magic weapon, you need 'spiritual iron'. Ning Fan didn't know what spiritual iron was, but it didn't prevent him from understanding it. I guess it must be some kind of special fairy mine, which is indispensable when it comes to possessing spirits.
Since the 'Burning Soul' spirit iron is called 'Void' level spirit iron, one can imagine how precious it is.
Ning Fan had gained the memory of the Immortal Emperor, and his eyesight was astonishing. He could see that Mo Rushui had a troubled look on her face, as if she was in trouble and could not use the 'Burning Soul' magical power on the Zhanli Sword.
"If Fairy Mo is in trouble, don't possess the 'soul-burning' magical power." Ning Fan shook his head and laughed. He actually didn't value the magical power of possessing souls. It was better than nothing to possess one.
"There are some difficulties... First of all, the soul-burning iron is the property of City Master Han. I dare to ask the young master, the young master asks himself, does he have the right to use this thing?"
"Well, there should be. Master and I have a life-and-death friendship... If I use him a piece of spiritual iron, I think he will make a fuss, but he won't be really angry..."
Ning Fan smiled and shook his head. He could imagine that if the old demon knew that he had used his soul-burning spirit iron, he would be furious and shout, "I have suffered a loss."
But the old devil only talks about it and will not really get angry. The old devil is very generous to himself.
"Really, the young master and the city lord seem to be getting along very harmoniously..." Mo Rushui gave Ning Fan a thoughtful look.
As far as she knew, the old devil had taken in countless disciples. Although he treated every disciple well, he had never treated anyone as well as Ning Fan. It seems that the two people have very similar personalities.
If Mo Rushui knew that Ning Fan and Lao Mo destroyed the Tianli Sect side by side and were the culprits traced by countless old monsters from the Rain Realm, she would not ask any more questions.
During Tianli's battle, Ning Fan and Lao Mo were committed to each other's life and death. Their friendship could be called master and disciple, or they could be called friends who have been together for many years. The old devil is very casual, and Ning Fan is also free and easy.
Mo Rushui sighed quietly, but what he sighed was the old devil's misfortune. The old devil has taken on countless disciples in his life, but every time he takes a disciple, he will die violently... And the only disciple who is not dead has become the pain of the old devil's life...
Such an old devil accepted Ning Fan as his disciple and regarded him as his own son. It must be a rare fate for Ning Fan and the old devil.
"Since the young master has the confidence to use this iron, I won't say anything more. Then I recommend that the young master attach the 'soul-burning' magical power to the sword. But there is still one problem..."
"Oh? There are still other difficulties, but it doesn't matter. Although my knowledge about possessed spirits is limited, I am quite knowledgeable in other aspects. Maybe I can help Fairy Mo solve the problem..."
"Another problem is...the soul-burning spirit iron is contaminated by a strange magic ore...the effect of possessing spirits may be greatly reduced. This point needs to be informed to the young master in advance." Mo Rushui's brows were apologetic. It would be discreditable for a spiritual enchanter to enchant his guests with flawed magical powers.
"Oh? The soul-burning spirit iron is contaminated by the magic mine? Interesting... Fairy Mo would like to take Ning to see the soul-burning spirit iron. Maybe Ning is sure to clean the spirit iron."
"If this is really the case, I will be the young master, equipped with the most perfect magical powers!" Mo Rushui stood up happily, with a hint of fanaticism in his beautiful eyes. He didn't have any patience at all, and regardless of how late it was, he immediately took Ning Fan to see the spiritual iron.
This left Ning Fan quite speechless. Are famous spiritual masters and weapon refiners all treasure refining madmen?
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In the Mo family's treasure room, Mo Rushui somehow activated a mechanism, and a deep tunnel suddenly appeared on the ground, leading to nowhere.
Ning Fan followed Mo Rushui all the way down the tunnel, probably thousands of feet deep underground.
In the deepest part, there is a secret room three feet square, made of 'God-Breaking Silver'. This fairy mine is not only hard in texture, but also has the wonderful effect of shielding spiritual thoughts. It is extremely precious. Unexpectedly, it was cast into a secret chamber by ink and water.
There was nothing in the secret room, except for a jade table in the center, with a piece of half-red and half-black iron ore on the table.
The red half was slightly hot. Ning Fan used his spiritual thoughts to sense it, but he was inadvertently burned away by the heat. If Ning Fan hadn't withdrawn his spiritual thoughts in time, he would have been injured.
Is this the soul-burning spirit iron? Unexpectedly, it can actually burn spiritual thoughts. If this magical power is attached to a sword and slashed with one sword, wouldn't it be possible to cut off even the enemy's spiritual thoughts!
Virtual-level magical powers cannot be underestimated...
Ning Fan's eyes fell on the black mineral again, and this time, he showed an extremely puzzled look.
It seemed familiar, yet strange. For a moment, I couldn't remember it.
Mo Rushui stood aside respectfully, not daring to disturb Ning Fan's thinking.
A moment later, Ning Fan approached the jade table and touched the black mineral, his expression uncertain.
His face remained calm, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
"Acacia Iron... a kind of divine iron recorded in "Yin Yang Change"... This iron has no other use. The only use is to create a secret treasure of acacia... the cauldron ring! One of the uses of this ring is to cooperate with the dual cultivation method , it forms its own space to accommodate the cauldron...With this thing, the demon cultivator can capture thousands of women, carry it with him, and use it at any time..."
(We have the cauldron ring...are we going to capture the cauldron? Who should we capture?)
