Chapter 680: Forging exquisite spear (22 more)

His facial features are very obvious, with an aura of no anger and prestige, and there seems to be great wisdom between his eyebrows.
He looked at Mu Tianyin, and slowly said: "Take the four people, but now you are the only one to return. What happened to you in the cold inch? Why did you get this scar?"
The old man did not believe that Mu Tianyin was so miserable that he was forced to resort to spells in spite of backlash, and he had to forcibly improve his cultivation level, and even broke his arm because of the other competitors of the young master of the Mu clan.
Because, in his opinion, in this competition, no one has a higher cultivation base than Mu Tianyin.
If this embarrassment is all thanks to the opponent, then...
The old man's eyes snapped open, and a faint light flashed deep in his eyes. His choice for Mu Tian who was in a coma to me was definitely not wrong! No matter who hurt you like this, I will save you back and even make you stronger! "
...
The Middle Ages, Xizhou, Fusha City.
Mu Qingge's departure and return did not disturb the rest of the Sang family.
Those who knew her back and forth were only King Sang Shun, Sang Lanruo, and Mu Xuewu. It can be said that no one else in the Sang family knew that she had ever left, that she had also experienced life and death, and heartbroken.
On the third day of his return, Mu Qingge and Si Mo walked into the refining room that belonged to the Patriarch of the Sang clan.
In these three days, except for the day she woke up and did what she was supposed to do, for the remaining two days, she didn't see anyone, instead she meditated for two full days.
After that, she took the initiative to find King Sang Shun and offered to borrow the refining room.
Si Mo told her that in order to re-forge the Linglong Spear, she could not refine it in her space, because the world in the space could not complete the last process.
In the entire Sang clan, King Sang Shun’s refining room is the best, and she certainly chose this one.
"Ge'er just came back and his body hasn't recovered yet, why should I start refining?" King Sang Shun muttered, standing outside the refining room.
Today, he saw Si Mo again.
Because he suspected that he was Mu Qingge's fiancé-in-law, he secretly took a few more glances. The more I look at it, the more I like it. I feel that only a man with such a peerless appearance can be worthy of his granddaughter.
It's just a pity that in the past few days, he has not had the opportunity to ask Mu Qingge whether the man following her is her fiance-in-law.
And the man didn't seem to be conscious, he just followed Mu Qingge and didn't come to say hello to him, an old man.
King Sang Shun thought for a while, turned and left the refining room, and walked towards the small courtyard where Mu Qingge lived.
...
"Patriarch Sang!" You He was surprised when he saw the person who came.
King Sang Shun nodded, walked to the chair and sat down, and You He quickly brought tea and fresh refreshments.
King Sang Shun picked up the tea, squeezed it to his lips, and said to You He, "You He, did you grow up with Song? I heard that you have been waiting for you from a very young age. By her side, Ge'er is also highly regarded by her."
"Yes." You He leaned over slightly, showing a faint smile.
In fact, she was wary in her heart. She didn't know the purpose of King Sang Shun's coming today, so she naturally had to deal with it cautiously. There were some things that Mu Qingge didn't want others to know, and she couldn't reveal a word.
"Don't be nervous, I just came to ask some small things." What kind of person is King Sang Shun? How could he not see the anxiety in You He's heart, and immediately gave her a reassurance.
You He smiled and said, "Patriarch Sang was joking. If Patriarch Sang has anything to ask, please ask. If You He knows, he should never hide what he should say."
The implication is that if you shouldn't say something, I'm sorry and can't tell you!
King Sang Shun was not angry when he heard the meaning of these words. He just smiled and said, "I just want to ask, is the man in Xuanyi who accompanied your master in Linchuan these days? The dear friend?"
‘It turned out to be for Uncle Mo. ’Youhe suddenly understood in his heart.
Regarding Uncle Mo, Mu Qingge has never deliberately concealed anything, but he never took the initiative to explain it.
You He smiled before nodding and said, "Patriarch Sang looks pretty good, and that adult is the future husband of our little Lord Sir. This is something everyone knows in Linchuan."
Si Mo's spectacular marriage proposal had already spread to every corner of Linchuan.
Now, who doesn't know that the queeness of Qin Guomu Mansion is the flesh on the cusp of the heart of His Majesty the Holy King, the unpassed wife?
really!
King Sang Shun's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then who is this young man, who is his last name and where does he live? What is his origin, do you know?"
"This..." You He shook his head in embarrassment.
King Sang Shun's eyes sank, and he said to You He: "Your master is going to marry him, why don't you know the details? Could it be that your master told me that you are not allowed to tell me?"
"Don't get me wrong, Lord Sang, the little Lord has never said anything like this, but the origins of this uncle in my family are really a bit mysterious, and the servants and servants can't figure it out, so it's hard to say." You He explained quickly.
"Just tell what you know, I will judge the facts." King Sang Shun said.
You He had no choice but to say: "My aunt...Before we have settled down with my little Sir, we all have to call it His Majesty the Holy King. The whole Linchuan is even more true. For us, His Majesty the Holy King is Linchuan. The only god. Don’t talk about me. I’m afraid it’s my husband. He can’t tell the origin of His Majesty the Holy King. He just knows that when Linchuan appeared in the current situation, he existed. He has always been in simple terms. Mysterious, it was not the spirit beast in Linchuan who was pulling the cart for him. His Majesty the Holy King is very powerful, even my little Lord said he was unfathomable."
After hearing this, King Sang Shun not only frowned, and whispered: "With this ambiguous identity, how can his family easily agree to this marriage?"
Hearing what he said, You He hurriedly said: "His Majesty Saint King personally came to ask for marriage, and it was my little Lord Lord who agreed to him himself."
The meaning is to tell King Sang Shun that even Mu Xiong can't interfere with Mu Qingge's marriage and can only leave it to herself.
King Sang Shun was taken aback and nodded in agreement. "Your master's temper, if you don't want to marry, no one can persecute it. I just don't know what kind of person she promised, whether she herself knows."
There was a faint worry in King Sang Shun's tone.
I'm afraid my granddaughter will be deceived by others.
After a while, he looked at You He again and asked, "Then how good is he to your master? Is he the Middle Ages who came with your master?"
You He smiled and said: "The slave servant doesn't know about the relationship between the little Sir and Uncle Mo. But the servant thinks, it is always good, otherwise the temper of my little Lord will not take care of it. As for Sang Patriarch’s second question, the slave and maidservant really couldn’t answer. Uncle Mo came and went without a trace, when to come and when to leave, I’m afraid only he and my Patriarch knew."
"So mysterious?" King Sang Shun whispered.
Finally, he sighed: "Forget it, I can't ask anything about you here. When your master has finished these few days, I will ask her personally."
After all, this was a lifelong event for his granddaughter, he couldn't help but ask.
After all, he got up and planned to leave.
You He leaned over and sent him out respectfully.
...
In King Sang Shun's refining room, Mu Qingge took out the exquisite spear that was broken in two and placed it in front of him.
She is already a god-level refining master, and in the refining technique of the Sang family, she has already got hands on the refining methods of the sacred and supreme artifacts after the god-level.
At first, I just thought, I just made a divine tool, it's not easy to be rushed, it has been settled for a period of time, and then I will study the refining of the divine tool.
But she didn't want to, except for such things, she had to start trying to refine the sacred artifact.
"I don't know if I can succeed in refining the sacred artifact this first time." Mu Qingge looked at Linglong Spear, feeling a little nervous.
If she used other materials for refining, she would naturally not be like this.
Just because the subject was Linglong Spear, she had been with Linglong Spear from the very beginning, and it had always accompanied her to fight. In the end, it was also self-decision not to hurt her.
If she fails to train this time, she is a little afraid that Linglong will be completely destroyed.
"Little song, don't be too nervous." Si Mo understood her feelings and comforted in a low voice, "You just do what you should do. Linglong guns are the best artifacts. Now you just re-forge and add some new things. It shouldn’t be a big problem to raise its level, not to mention, I’m here."
Mu Qingge took a deep breath and nodded.
After he settled down, Mu Qingge took out Xingsha Xuanwujin and placed it beside Linglong Spear.
"Xingsha Xuanwujin!" Si Mo's eyes lit up and he recognized the origin of black coke at a glance.
Mu Qingge raised his eyes and looked at him, "You know everything."
Si Mo smiled slightly and used the same excuse as always, "If you live a long time, you will know a lot."
Mu Qingge tugged at the corner of his mouth, retracting his gaze, too lazy to pay attention to him. She looked at Xingsha Xuanwujin and muttered: "Xingsha Xuanwujin is very hard. I want to use some and add it to the Linglong Spear to increase its hardness and sharpness."
"The idea is very good." Si Mo nodded.
Mu Qingge pursed his lips, looked at the materials placed in front, snapped his fingers, and the fire appeared in front of her at the beginning. The bright red fire light illuminates the entire mixing room and also illuminates her beautifully. Five senses.
Looking at this flame, Mu Qingge lost her mind, but soon she condensed her mind, and kept reverberating in her mind the steps that need attention in refining the sacred artifact.
"The difference between a sacred tool and a divine tool is that the sacred tool has a soul, which can form the spirit of the tool over a long period of time. In this way, it can reach the realm of communion with the owner and immortality." Si Mo's voice slowly spread.
Mu Qingge slowly closed her eyes, and after all her thoughts had settled, she opened her eyes and threw the broken exquisite spear into the primordial fire.
The fire light slowly wrapped the Linglong gun, and under the constant burning of the early fire, it gradually turned into a wriggling liquid...
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