The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 160
This 'Feihe Chuanshu' came quite suddenly, but Mo Chengjun just tilted his head and thought about it, and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Others may not know, but as Mo Chengjun's weapon refining teacher, Yue Siming is very clear about what he is learning about refining and what kind of goal he wants to achieve.

Not to mention that after getting started with refining weapons, the types of magic tools Mo Chengjun studied had obvious directionality, and even in normal communication, he never concealed his thoughts and wishes.

After all, even if others know what he wants to do, but don't have the ability to 'see the world', the ability to look directly at the world's inspiration, it is useless to achieve results.

As for Yue Siming, it was obvious that he was interested!
He also doesn't know much about the principle of the 'microscope', but his experience is too rich and he has a wonderful brain.

From Mo Chengjun's point of view, the materials and spirit formula given on the paper crane are very interesting, and it is a direction worth studying.

What's more, after being in contact with Yue Siming for so long, he also knows that the other party is not a person who likes to lie, and if there is no substantial gain, he will not send the letter directly from Feihe.

However, Mo Chengjun raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, and hesitated.

It's already autumn, the sky is already dark, and with the dark clouds covering the moon, the outside looks darker. Coupled with the chilling autumn wind, it always gives people a feeling of endless desolation.

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate at this point of time?"

It's just that this idea just swayed in Mo Chengjun's mind, and then it was thrown out of the sky.

Compared with the scientific research project that has a clue, this day is a bit late, is it a problem?

Not talking nonsense, Mo Chengjun simply tidied himself up, um, don't think too much, just straighten his hair and fiddle with his clothes.

He went out without stopping, led the four-eared donkey demon, and rushed out of the door.

Before going out, Xue Ling ran out to ask, but Mo Chengjun just waved his hand and sent him off to practice.

Then, amidst the 'complaining' sound of the four-eared donkey demon, Mo Chengjun kicked the donkey's ass hard to make him run faster.

Although the four-eared donkey demon was not happy with his mouth, his body was very honest, and he raised his speed to the fastest while cursing.

Sitting on the back of his ears, Mo Chengjun was still thinking about the selection of the spiritual materials and the selection of the spirit art that he had just seen, and combined with the research directions sorted out in the "Shu Mountain", the more he thought about it, the more interesting he felt.

It can even be said that the more he thinks, the more he feels that this direction is extremely possible, and this makes him even more inexplicably excited.

As for danger?

Uh, he really didn't think about that!
It's not that he doesn't know that during this period of time, the outside world has become chaotic, and with Baling'er around, he has to be dragged and chatted with him no matter what.

The death of the emperor, the seizure of the throne in Nine Dragons, several palace masters escorting the four princes to escape to Yunzhou, and the empress who was comparable to Wu Zetian ascended to the throne and listened to the government behind the curtain. illusion.

But honestly, what did it matter to him?
What does it have to do with the main sect of Galaxy Sword Sect in Yunzhou?
Well, it actually does matter.

Because, if it wasn't for this incident, it would be impossible for Fairy Li and Baling'er to comprehend the supernatural powers of swordsmanship as they are now.

what?
How did you get it out?

With Baling'er's personality, if he doesn't go out and play around, then he won't be called Baling'er.

Besides, it is impossible to count how many eyes Mo Fu focused on.

And the two of them have been retreating here for more than a year, and they have realized the supernatural power of the sword, and they can't hide it.

If it weren't for the turbulent situation in Kyushu, and most of the Galaxy Sword Sect's family property has not returned home, Mo Chengjun's current home may be blocked by true disciples and even the elders.

The secret place on Qingcang Peak can only be regarded as a holy place for inner disciples to comprehend sword intent.

But he failed to comprehend the true inheritance of swordsmanship and supernatural powers, and even the elders, even in Xinghe Sword Sect, still had a lot of them.

If these people see the hope of comprehending the supernatural powers of the sword, it is estimated that even Tianhen Sword Master, the true head teacher, may not be able to suppress it.

It was only in this situation that Mo Chengjun dared to ride a little donkey around the Galaxy Sword Sect.

Strictly speaking, he still has to cherish the present 'free' time.

Tonight, the autumn wind is chilling, the night is dark, and the mountain road is extremely rugged, but naturally it cannot stop the pace of the big monster.

With the sound of the four-eared donkey's hooves, it briskly walked across the mountain path, walked down Tianhen Mountain, set up a cloud head again, and flew towards a mountain peak named 'Qianlian' in the northwest.

Chou Chou, with this name, it is also known to be the style of the Refining Hall.

The fact is also the same, although the seven peaks of Xinghe Jianzong occupy a large area, it is impossible for a large sect with 10 people to nest on these seven peaks.

Not to mention cultivating immortals, cultivating spirit fields, setting up medicine gardens, domesticating spirit beasts, excavating spirit materials, gathering land spirits, etc...

It is impossible for all these things to gather on Qifeng.

Therefore, the entire Galaxy Sword Sect is actually centered on the Great Barren Mountain, with the Seven Peaks as the main body, and radiates to a vast area of ​​at least a thousand miles in all directions.

And 'Qianlian Peak', located in the northwest of the Zongmen, was originally an extinct volcano, and was detained by the Zongmen with great magic power to gather nine underground fire veins, thus forming a pool of ground fire, and thus became a treasured place for refining weapons.

This area naturally became the headquarters of the Artifact Refining Hall.

With this place as the core, caves have been opened up on all the surrounding peaks for the disciples of the Refining Hall to live and practice at ordinary times.

And Yue Siming, as the Elder of Jindan, is also the exclusive refining master of Qianji Pavilion, so he is also qualified to occupy a cave here.

That is, after all, he is not the real direct descendant of the sect, let alone the most popular swordsman, so this cave is a bit remote.

The four-eared donkey demon drove the demon cloud all the way at a fast speed, and it took only half an hour to reach the place.

When the cloud head fell, Mo Chengjun directly issued the fire transmission talisman notification, and after a while, Yue Siming's figure walked out of the cave formation.

It can be clearly seen that he was processing the spiritual materials just now, and a lot of dust and spiritual crumbs fell on his clothes, and there was a strong fire spirit surrounding him.

When he saw Mo Chengjun, he didn't see him, he ran up excitedly, and said a little excitedly: "Master Mo, Master Mo, with the effect you want, I really found the direction. In refining.

Come, come, let's talk inside. "

When Mo Chengjun saw his appearance, he didn't have any doubts, so he walked in directly, rubbing his hands, and asked excitedly: "If it can be done, brother Yue has helped me a lot this time.

Don't worry, I will definitely make a full version of the fire magic power that you have been thinking about. "

Mo Chengjun slapped his chest loudly, and the promise was not vague at all, but considering his current status, no one thought he was bragging about this promise.

However, he still asked: "Well, Brother Yue, what you wrote on the paper crane is still too general, do you have any ideas for making weapons?
What do you think, tell me about it in detail? "

While talking, the two had already stepped into Yue Siming's cave, and also inadvertently, Yue Siming made a few formulas to activate the formation in the cave and restrain it from closing.

Then, during the conversation, they had arrived at Yue Siming's exclusive refining room.

The area here is not small. In the center is a not-so-big ground fire pool, and next to the ground fire is a bottomless cold pool.

The scorching heat of Huo Sha and the freezing cold of the deep pool are intertwined here, so that there is a place for water and fire training needed to process spiritual materials.

However, when he got here, Mo Chengjun was taken aback.

Because, it's so clean, it's not as clean as it was when someone made a weapon just now.

It was also because he knew Yue Siming well, and knew that this one had a slight obsession with cleanliness.

Although there is a difference between smelting equipment and blacksmithing, "dirty and messy work" is also indispensable.

And every time the refining was over, Yue Siming had to clean up his refining room, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable.

But now here, it's too clean!
"This is?"

Just as Mo Chengjun was about to turn his head to ask questions, he felt a pain in his neck and a daze in his head. He couldn't help but staggered a few steps forward.

Snapped!
The crisp sound echoed in the craftsman, Mo Chengjun turned his head, looked at Yue Siming with a confused face, and asked, "Brother Yue, why did you hit me?"

Yue Siming also blinked, with a question mark on his face: "Why didn't you faint?"

The four eyes met, and in just a moment, the eyes seemed to have communicated a lot.

In the next second, the two figures retreated like an electric shock, and quickly opened the distance.

One person, one head, until the two ends of the refining room, and then stopped.

The difference is that Yue Siming blocked the entrance, while Mo Chengjun could only stand against the wall.

Standing still, he involuntarily stretched out his hand and touched the back of his neck, feeling the numbness on his skin gradually fading away, but a wave of fear rose in his heart.

This is also his unremitting efforts to temper his body, otherwise, he would probably have already collapsed by now.

That's true, let others slaughter you!

But, what he was more curious about was, why?
Looking up, Mo Chengjun stared at Yue Siming, his expression darkened: "I didn't expect that Elder Yue, the dignified weapon refiner and Tang Qianji Pavilion, would sneak up on him from behind?"

Yue Siming looked at his palm with a suspicious expression on his face.

At this time, his left hand had already swelled up rapidly, and feeling the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow, he was finally sure.

Well, it's not that I don't use my strength, but that the opponent's head is too strong.

"I also didn't expect that Master Mo, the majestic master of Galaxy Sword Sect, who is famous for his spells, would have such an astonishing achievement in body training.

Really, really..."

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally choked out an idiom: "I don't do my job properly!"

Mo Chengjun didn't care, instead he was complacent: "If you didn't have this trump card, wouldn't you have succeeded?
It's just that I'm curious. For me, it's an exaggeration to say that I have nothing to do with the world, but it is estimated that no one will object to the saying "the door is not open, and the second door is not open".

I hardly have had much enmity with anyone, but why would someone want to harm me?
Can it still drive you to give up everything now and do it yourself? "

Yue Siming shook his head, and explained patiently: "I didn't want to kill you, otherwise, what I just used was not a palm, but a magic weapon.

We just came here for the name, and we want to invite Master Mo to my house as a guest, to learn more about the wonderful method. "

"Your home? Your home?!"

Mo Chengjun narrowed his eyes slightly, then opened them suddenly: "I really didn't expect that you are a foreign sect spy?"

"you can say it this way!"

Did he admit it?
He admitted it!
He actually recognized it so generously!
Mo Chengjun involuntarily took a deep breath. For the first time, he had doubts about the safety factor of Galaxy Sword Sect.

"But the problem is, I really don't like your invitation method!"

"I'm in a hurry, please forgive me, Master Mo."

Mo Chengjun asked again: "Then can you tell me, who are you?"

Yue Siming smiled, revealing the pride and arrogance that can only be cultivated by not being a casual cultivator.

"The disciple of Butian, the messenger of the lotus, Yue Siming, greeted Master Mo."

　It's all here, come on, bring all the tickets, otherwise, hehehe...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)