Beiyin Great Sage

The Mo family's Yijian method has been passed down for nearly ten thousand years, and has been improved and perfected from generation to generation. It is indeed unique in the art of weapon refining.

but……

"I'll think about it again."

Facing the fiery gazes of Mr. and Mrs. Mo, Zhou Jia did not intend to give a direct answer.

after all.

Firstly, he has no talent for refining weapons, and secondly, his lifespan is short, and he cannot waste time on refining weapons.

On the contrary, he was very interested in the method that might be used to control the divine weapon, but he couldn't show it.

Come three,

The price is not cheap!

"Brother Zhou."

Mo Shanjing spoke:

"Although the Yijian method is not the core method of our Mo family, it is still extraordinary and can support a black iron realm weapon-making family."

"Once someone succeeds in cultivating it, they can receive a steady stream of star coins, which is very beneficial and cost-effective."

"yes!"

Mrs. Mo also said:

"If it hadn't been for a reason, and Brother Zhou, you are a person we and our husband can trust, otherwise you would never have sold this Yijian technique to anyone else."

"You two." Zhou Jia couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Are you short of money?"

Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case. The Weapon Refining Villa run by the Mo's and his wife is quite famous, and they must have accumulated a lot of wealth over the years.

one million……

Although it's a lot, they should be able to take it out.

"It's not just about money." Mo Shanjing moved his body, looked at his wife, and said:

"Since Brother Zhou asked, it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Our junior, who has achieved Baiyin, has no one to rely on when he comes to Yuan City. He is struggling alone, and he always needs some financial support to support his appearance."

"Moreover, he and a female crown from the Jiuyi Sect love each other and plan to become a Taoist couple. They also need a place to live and establish a family."

"Understood!"

Zhou Jia understood.

It turned out that the two people in front of them planned to buy a wedding house for their descendants.

really.

No matter which world it is in, the consideration for future generations has not changed, so the Moes set their sights on his real estate.

"Brother Mo."

Mrs. Mo said:

"If you agree, the star coins I borrowed at the auction can be written off!"

"Well……"

Zhou Jia fell into deep thought.

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The method of Yijian!

The entire text of this method is only a thousand words long, but it embodies the experience accumulated by the Mo family for thousands of years. It is mysterious and subtle.

The whole article is divided into three parts.

Keep a sword!

Sword!

Sword refining!

It is said to be a 'sword', but it actually refers to any sword, spear, axe, armor or concealed weapon.

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about maintaining a sword. External medicine and internal refining can nourish the weapon, slowly improve the material of the weapon, and increase the power of the combined human and weapon.

Theoretically, it can increase the power by 30%!

Thirty percent may not seem like much, but it is actually quite a lot. This means of improving the efficacy without changing the original properties of the substance is even more extraordinary.

Sword control is the method of controlling weapons.

Among them is the Mo Family's Thirty-six Sword Controlling Sanshou, which is a fairly sophisticated weapon control method, but unfortunately it is useless to Zhou Jia.

Sword refining...

The last few hundred words echoed in my mind.

Especially the content related to artifacts, including how to communicate, sacrifice, and use artifacts, also made him excited.

seem……

Is there really a door?

The Mo family has never come into contact with artifacts, but they have assisted others in refining pseudo-artifacts twice, and accumulated some experience during this period.

Although the method of refining weapons derived from previous experience has not been verified, it is theoretically feasible.

At least Zhou Jia couldn't see anything wrong.

"Brother Zhou!"

The familiar voice brought him back to his senses.

Looking up, Yun Haitang, who is dressed in purple and pretty, is looking out of curiosity:

"What are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

Zhou Jia shook his head gently:

"Miss Yun is going back to Yuancheng?"

"Not bad." Yun Haitang's face straightened, and there was a hint of light in her beautiful eyes:

"Nanyin worshiping me as his master is no small matter. He needs to return to the sect to pay homage to the ancestors of the Dongxuan Sect and engrave their names in the inheritance."

"I also feel that my cultivation has improved during this period, so I just applied for a period of retreat to see if I can achieve the fourth level."

"Really?" Zhou Jia handed over his hand:

"Miss Yun has profound knowledge, is determined to make progress, and has the help of famous teachers. She will definitely be able to successfully advance to the next level. I would like to congratulate you in advance."

"Hehe..." Yun Haitang lightly covered his lips and narrowed his eyes into crescent moons:

"Bless me with Brother Zhou's good words."

"Speaking of which, Brother Zhou also has twenty years of vacation in these hundred years. Have you ever thought about returning to Yuancheng to rest?"

"That's not necessary." Zhou Jia shook his head:

"Zhou has no place to live in Yuancheng, and he doesn't have many acquaintances. If he goes there, he just stays. It's better to practice here honestly."

To him, as long as he could calm down and practice without being disturbed, it would be the same everywhere.

Living in Yuancheng is not easy.

On the contrary, it is not as convenient as Luanluocheng.

"That's right." Yun Haitang smiled and said:

"Brother Zhou has been in seclusion all year round and spent almost nothing. This is why he can accumulate so many star coins. I admire him very much."

"But after all, Border Wasteland is not as good as Yuan City. Resources and colleagues are hard to find. If you have time, you should go to Yuan City more often."

"yes."

Zhou Jia said yes, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Today's Yun Haitang...

Something seems strange?

At this time, Ye Nanyin arrived after hearing the news. After Zhou Jia stated that he would not accept disciples, she finally decided to become a disciple of Dongxuan Sect.

"gone!"

Yun Haitang stood up, glanced at Zhou Jia one last time, waved his hand lightly, and a strong wind blew up in the field, wrapping the two women up into the air.

"Da da……"

Zhou Jia's sitting posture remained unchanged, tapping the armrest with one hand, his face thoughtful.

a long time.

"Zhang Jian!"

"exist."

"Pack your things, I'm going on a long trip."

"...?" Hearing this, Zhang Jian looked up in surprise outside the door. The master's family had rarely left the courtyard in the past few decades, let alone traveled far away.

"yes!"

…………

Something's wrong!

Something is very wrong!

Ever since the auction ended a few days ago, Zhou Jia had felt something was wrong, and what Yun Haitang said today was even more meaningful.

Didn't hear anything.

But his intuition told him that the atmosphere in Luanluo City was somewhat abnormal.

So many people died at the auction, and there were also a few local silvers, but the Shan Gang and the Tianyuan League didn't seem to see them at all.

For several days, the city was quiet.

Quietly eerie!

"Uh-huh!"

The stream of light fell, revealing his figure.

Zhou Jia glanced at the people in charge of the teleportation formation, frowned and asked:

"Brother Hu isn't here?"

"You are..." One person looked at Zhou Jia up and down for a moment with doubts in his eyes, and then he showed a sudden realization and bowed respectfully:

"It turns out to be Senior Zhou!"

If there is one Baiyin in Luanluo City who is the least known to the public, Zhou Jia is definitely the best. He has not attended a few formal banquets in thirty years.

‘If I hadn’t seen your portrait before, I wouldn’t dare to recognize it. ’

Hu Min lowered his head and cursed secretly, and at the same time said:

"My ancestor was invited by the elders of the Mu tribe to go to the border the day before yesterday. He is currently not in the city."

"In this way..." Zhou Jia nodded:

"Ambassador Yun didn't activate the teleportation array just now?"

"Inspection envoy Senior Yun?" Hu Min shook his head again:

"She's not here."

not coming?

That's the other place to go.

"Start the teleportation array." Zhou Jia opened his mouth and walked forward:

"I want to go back to Yuancheng."

"Back to Yuancheng?" Hu Min's face changed slightly, he raised his head and said:

"Senior, do you have Hall Master Jia's handwriting?"

"Do you need it?" Zhou Jia frowned.

"Need it." Hu Min nodded:

"In the city of Baiyin, if you want to go to Yuan City, you need to get the handwriting of Hall Master Jia before you can activate the teleportation array. This is the rule of the Borderlands."

"..."

Zhou Jia said nothing, his ears trembling rapidly.

After a while.

He shook his head and said:

"Palace Master Jia is not in the city. What should I do if I want to leave in this situation?"

"Not here?"

Hu Min was also stunned, and then said:

"When Hallmaster Jia is away, with the permission of the patrol envoy and the guardian of the teleportation array, the teleportation array can also be activated, or an emergency order from the alliance can be obtained."

"You said it was a coincidence or not." Zhou Jia lowered his head and his eyes flashed:

"At this time, Hall Master Jia, Ambassador Yun, and your ancestor, as if they had made an appointment, are all not in Luanluo City!"

"ah!"

Hu Ming's face was blank, and he didn't notice anything was wrong. He just said:

"That's really unlucky."

"But there is no need to worry, Senior Zhou. This situation is extremely rare. I think it won't be long before Hall Master Jia and the others return."

"By the time……"

"I'm leaving now!" Zhou Jia waved his hand and stepped forward:

"Open the teleportation array!"

"No!"

Hu Ming's expression changed drastically, he stretched out his hand to stop him, and subconsciously activated the protective formation here. A thin layer of spiritual light isolated Zhou Jia.

"senior."

He looked at Zhou Jia with his eyes full of anxiety:

"Please don't embarrass this junior."

Forcibly breaking into the teleportation formation has not happened for hundreds of years. The formation here has been in disrepair for a long time, and it is impossible to stop a silver.

If the other party forces...

Hu Min was frightened, and his heartbeat almost reached his throat.

"What's your name?" Zhou Jia suddenly turned his head and looked at him.

"Wan...junior Hu Ming."

"Hu Ming."

Zhou Jia nodded and threw out a storage bag. The storage bag fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

"There are six thousand star coins here."

"Ah!" Hu Min swallowed:

"What do you mean, senior?"

"Open the teleportation array and adjust it to the direction of Yuancheng." Zhou Jia looked at the other party and said slowly:

"These six thousand star coins are yours. I will pay for the source crystals used to drive the teleportation array myself."

"Senior, you want to bribe me?" Hu Ming's expression changed, he was angry and anxious:

"Although Hu is short of money, he has his own bottom line, and he secretly released silver into Yuancheng. This is a serious crime of losing his head!"

Who doesn’t want star coins?

But he was more interested in his own head.

"No!"

Zhou Jia stretched out a finger, shook it slightly, and at the same time glanced at the people guarding the teleportation array:

"These six thousand star coins are what I bought for your life."

"If you don't open the teleportation array, Zhou will kill you. With Zhou's identity, killing a few black irons won't cost your life."

"By then..."

He glanced at the money bag on the ground:

"This money is compensation for your family."

There was silence.

A chill emerged in the hearts of Hu Ming and others, and several of them subconsciously took a few steps back, their faces pale and their legs trembling.

"Open the teleportation array, the money will be yours, and I will leave a letter for Hall Master Jia and others to give to them when they return for explanation."

"not open……"

Zhou Jia's face turned cold and he spoke the truth:

"die!"

The sound falls.

A touch of darkness appeared in the sight and perception of several people, pulling their consciousness to sink, as if they were completely submerged in endless darkness.

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"Bah!"

A crack opened in the clouds in the sky, and a gray shadow rushed towards the mountain forest with wisps of smoke, passing by in the blink of an eye for miles.

The gray shadow looks like a goshawk, about ten feet long, with gray-brown hair all over its body and extremely sharp eyes, as if it contains a machete.

It folded in the air and fell in the forest.

The wings spread out behind its back, and with a "clatter" sound, this majestic flying bird slowly transformed into a human form.

"My lord."

‘Flying Bird’ knelt down on one knee and spoke in a muffled voice:

"We found out that the man is in the city, having fun with a few Baiyin."

"Well……"

There was a sound like muffled thunder, but the shadows in the forest were shaking, and an old man with a vicissitudes of life, as if he was about to die soon, stepped out.

The old man was wearing a long indigo coat, with long gray hair hanging down his back. His messy stubble was obviously neglected, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, and his expression was a little desolate. He lowered his head and asked in a low voice:

"Have you found out?"

"Check it out." 'Flying Bird' was obviously very afraid of the old man. As the other party approached, his body became more and more tense.

Even trembling subconsciously.

Hearing this, he hurriedly said:

"Someone framed the young master for possessing a divine weapon, used the Mang Divine Monument to set up a trap, and in the chaos... used the soul-nailing needle to kill the young master."

There was silence.

The invisible pressure suddenly expanded.

Even the void seemed to be distorted and collapsed because of this, and even the powerful silver man's perception found it difficult to grasp the reality.

The old man opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

"Is it Jiang Yan who killed my son?"

"Exactly."

The 'Birdman' body trembled and almost plunged his head into the ground.

"Jiang family..."

The old man raised his head, his cloudy eyes reflected the starlight in the sky, and a strong murderous intention seemed to be lingering around him.

"Is the city inspector still there?"

"Not here."

‘Birdman’ shook his head:

"Inspection envoy Yun Haitang, Shan Gang Jia An, Hu Buwei and others all left early, obviously not intending to interfere in this matter."

"Um."

The old man nodded and seemed not surprised:

"In that case, let's do it."

"Crash..."

In the dense forest, the branches and leaves swayed, and phantoms appeared one after another, and there were even several auras of strong men in the silver realm among them.

The feeling of killing began to surge.

"My lord." Birdman said:

"Should we only kill Jiang You, or..."

"My son's life cannot be paid for by one person?" The old man said in an indifferent voice.

"I don't want the people who appeared around Jiang Shen to see the light of tomorrow. Since they want to anger me..., then let them do what they want!"

"My lord." The 'Birdman' body trembled, whether it was excitement or fear:

"If we take action in a border town, it will inevitably affect civilians. What should we do if there is local silver to help?"

"Um?"

The old man squinted:

"Do you still need me to teach you these?"

"No!"

‘Birdman’ bowed his head heavily and said loudly:

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill without mercy!"

"Crash..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already fluttered his wings and soared into the air. He stretched out his big hand, and a spear made of ice and fire appeared in his palm.

"Kill with me!"

"Resisters, kill!"

"Kill those who block you!"