Shang Huan stood in the dense forest, staring at the five Mu Ling Lang on the ground with his small eyes.
Immediately he took out a large palm scroll from his sleeve. Skip the awkward words and look carefully at the detailed introduction at the back.
"If you use it for three days in a row, do you need to soak it in the soul-inducing paste?"
"Even if you save money, five days is the limit."
"If you want a horse to run, do you have to feed it grass?"
"Introducing Spiritual Serum!" Shang Huan was trembling with excitement.
"No wonder Mr. Gongsun agreed to Brother Mo's blackmail."
"So this was the idea!" Shang Huan's eyes lit up with excitement.
Senior Brother Mo is greedy and shrewd, but in the end Mr. Gongsun is more skilled!
After buying Mu Ling Lang, if you want to use it, you have to buy Ling Ling Pulp!
high! It’s really high!
No, I have to quickly stock up on a batch of spirit-inducing pulp.
One hundred wood spirit warriors, how much spirit-inducing paste is needed? !
Developed!
Ha ha……
…
The flying kite pierced the night sky and headed straight for Pengyue Mountain.
Yiyou District, the underground secret room of Chen Mu's residence.
"Practice your magic first."
Take out the exquisite jade plate and put in the white jade money.
Wisps of mist-like spiritual energy emerged in the air.
"wonderful."
He originally thought that the earth spirit energy would emerge from the exquisite jade plate. But in fact, the earth spirit energy has always appeared suddenly from the surrounding mid-air.
"I need to collect information on the exquisite jade plate in the future. This thing probably has some background."
An hour later, Chen Mu opened his eyes.
There is only about one tenth left before the jade seeds will be completely filled.
"Unfortunately, this goal is probably going to take a long time."
He is about to refine Mu Linglang in batches, which will definitely consume mana, and it will be a bit difficult to fill it up.
A thought came to my mind.
A small arm with a tree heart flew from under the opposite wall.
There, in the heart of the same tree, there are more than a hundred roots neatly stacked against the wall.
After calling up the gray wall, Chen Mu looked at the item on the weapon refining technique.
Weapon Refining Technique (Mu Linglang): 7629/10000;
His understanding of Mu Linglang's refining was far beyond that of ordinary people.
He also became more and more familiar with the control of the talisman integrated into the Trojan's body.
“But if we don’t reach the limit, we will eventually make mistakes, and we don’t know how much tree heart will be wasted.”
The hearts of the trees are different, and the processing methods are different. If a little difference accumulates, he will make mistakes when refining.
Hee hee hee…
boom!
Sawdust flew.
The small black wooden horse exploded into pieces.
Black smoke filled the air, sweeping away sawdust around him.
"Isn't it just liver?" Chen Muhun didn't care.
He is familiar with this matter.
…
There is a scholastic school under Lengyuetan.
Fu Zi sat behind the counter at the east entrance of Chuanjing.
Holding a volume of jade slips, he looked at it leisurely.
"It's been found out that Mu Linglang was created by Mo Wuzhou." Zhang Jin said respectfully while standing outside the counter.
"Do you believe it?" Fu Zi rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhang Jin and said calmly.
this……
What’s not to believe?
Mo Wuzhou had an expert in Ning Qiao as his master. Isn't it normal to be able to refine some strange magic weapons?
"Junior Sister Rong is an alchemist. How can she have the energy to learn to refine weapons?" Fu Zi said lightly.
Zhang Jin thought thoughtfully: "Mo Wuzhou is just a middleman? Is there someone else who refines Mu Linglang?"
"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the lower courtyard." Fu Zi sighed as he put down the jade slip.
"He has only just become a disciple of the Upper House. I probably don't know many people during the inspection of the General and Civil Affairs Houses." Zhang Jin lowered his head and thought: "It shouldn't be difficult to find this person."
"Who said this person was inspecting the General Affairs Bureau and the General Affairs Bureau?" Fu Zi said meaningfully.
"I have been in charge of the Sutra School for decades, and I have never seen Mu Linglang's refining method."
"Mu Linglang is from outside? Are you talking about the group of farmers?" Zhang Jin was incredulous: "What is that person trying to do?"
A person who knows how to refine weapons and who doesn't want to talk about self-cultivation is willing to hide among a group of junior engineers?
"It's just a little secret that I'm afraid people will know about." Fu Zi didn't care.
"That won't be easy to investigate." Zhang Jin frowned.
"Otherwise, just kill Mo Wuzhou..."
Zhang Jin said and wiped it on his neck.
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Fu Zi glared at Zhang Jin. "It's too late for me to cherish such a person. How could I possibly kill him?"
"But once Mu Linglang is sent to the wasteland reclamation group in large numbers, it will be difficult to guide the alien beasts to attack the defense line." Zhang Jin came closer and whispered.
"It doesn't matter." Fu Zi narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "It would be nice to attract more people over here."
"Just because you can see it, doesn't mean you can prevent it."
Zhang Jin's expression changed: "That would kill a lot of people."
"There are too many strange beasts and they are too powerful. Our people..."
Fu Zi glanced at the other party and said calmly: "There are dead people on both sides, so there is no loophole."
"Song Wuji's master and apprentice are each smarter than the other. If you want to muddle through, it won't be easy without killing some people."
Facing Shang Fuzi's cold eyes, Zhang Jin suddenly tensed up and lowered his head in approval.
I also have to find a way to get a Mu Linglang!
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Pengyue Mountain, Yiyou District, underground secret room.
boom!
Sawdust flew.
Another dark wooden horse exploded into pieces.
Chen Mu scratched his head in frustration.
There was a hard spot on the little wooden horse's leg just now. I used too much force during the intrusion process, and as a result, it lost its balance and the whole wooden horse exploded.
"Almost."
After working hard all night and refining it ten times in a row, I finally got one.
"The success rate is worrisome."
At this rate, when will the order be completed?
Seeing a large amount of money right in front of me, I can't deliver the goods or get the money.
Glancing at the experience on the gray wall.
Weapon Refining Technique (Mu Linglang): 7829/10000;
"Keep brushing."
A series of explosions suddenly filled the secret room.
…
For three days, Chen Mu fished and chopped trees during the day.
In the evening, I returned to Pengyue Mountain's secret room. After practicing my magic, I spent a few days brushing up on my weapon refining skills.
On this day, it started to rain lightly around Pengyue Mountain.
The land reclamation regiment was stationed in place.
The second land reclamation team in Yiyou District.
Everyone cut off the thick tree trunks, dug them side by side into the soft soil, and then laid some freshly split wooden boards to form a platform one and a half meters above the ground.
The tents were pitched on temporary wooden platforms.
The sky was dark and rainy, and everyone huddled at the entrance of the tent and chatted lazily.
"Xiao Mu, you didn't get bitten by any poisonous insect, did you?" Mr. Hao frowned and asked worriedly.
"What's wrong?" Chen Mu was confused.
"You go find a puddle and look at your face?"
Chen Mu didn't know why.
He reached out of the single-person tent with his right hand and casually dug a big hole in the wooden stake.
The pit was soon filled with rainwater.
Chen Mu took a look.
"It's so white."
When Mr. Hao finished speaking, he had already viewed it from the perspective of the five ghosts.
"The art of refining weapons is a bit laborious."
He is physically strong and eats well, but his spirit is listless.
"Something went wrong while practicing, don't worry." Chen Mu said with a smile.
"Don't rush for quick success." Mr. Hao exhaled a puff of white smoke to persuade him.
"Okay." Chen Mu agreed with a smile.
You really can’t rush for quick success.
If the weapon refining technique damages the foundation and affects the path, then it will be a big loss.
"These eight thousand pieces of white jade are not easy to earn." Chen Mu sighed.
(End of chapter)
