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Chapter 172 Master’s Brand Fruit [4k please subscribe! 】

"Ming'er, you actually?"

After a long while, Wu Zuirao gently pushed Chu Ming's strong chest!
This is too great!
Could this be the improvement in ability brought about by the Yin-Yang Chaos Body?
Feeling her body, Wu Zuirao hugged Chu Ming's head tightly, which was rare.

"Ming'er, let's wait another day."

"Are you a master?"

Chu Ming seemed to be considerate of Wu Zuirao, clamping his knees on her slender waist, looking down at her charming and beautiful face, and then a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you are tired, Master, you can leave it to me, my disciple. I like you very much, Master."

……

The next day, the sky was dawning and the morning was dim.

"Um……"

An Muxi murmured a few words softly, turned over and woke up. Her hazy sleepy eyes slowly opened, and she immediately saw Chu Ming's handsome face with a slight smile.

"Xi'er, are you awake?"

"Uh-huh?"

An Muxi woke up suddenly. She lost all sleepiness for a moment and sat up immediately. Then her forehead was close to Chu Ming's.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

Chu Ming covered his forehead and lay directly on his back on the couch. Just as he was about to sit up, An Muxi's delicate jade feet still wrapped in black stockings stepped on his chest and he asked with embarrassment.

"Chu Ming! How dare you do that to me last night!"

"Xi'er, this is what Master and you have agreed upon."

Chu Ming stroked An Muxi's tight calves and smiled helplessly.

"What's more, we haven't set up a safe word? As long as you call 'Dad', I will let you go."

"Who would shout such shameful words!"

In an instant, An Muxi's cheeks turned red, and she stomped on Chu Ming's chest a few times as if to vent her anger, then sat aside angrily, her face getting even more rosy.

It is true that if you don't want to, you only need to say those two words.

Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is not an unspeakable word for myself who has called me master.

But why didn't I shout last night?

Could it be that he was too drunk to shout?
Or do you mean that you like this feeling very much?
An Muxi's beautiful eyes with glistening water were blurred for a while, she pursed her red lips without saying a word, and was immediately hugged tightly from behind by Chu Ming like a sneak attack.

???

Are you here so early in the morning?

Isn't he tired?

Although An Muxi was shy, she only struggled symbolically and then collapsed in Chu Ming's arms, waiting for the crazy act that would make her fall.

However, what surprised her was that Chu Ming leaned down and suggested in her ear very seriously.

"Xi'er, let's go to Bailian Peak to collect our rewards, right?"

……

Tianyan Sect, Bailian Peak.

"It's so hot!"

Because he has practiced the Tianyan Five Elements Art, Chu Ming rarely feels hot or cold due to changes in the outside world.

But even so, when the air was filled with hot sparks, his skin as fine as rock formations was also slightly reddened by the heat.

"Is it true that the disciples of Bailian Peak refining magic weapons are no different from ordinary people forging weapons?"

"There are still some."

An Muxi, who was suspended in mid-air, spread the frost condensed on the surface of his skin to Chu Ming beside him, which made him feel a little better.

"I remember that refining the weapon requires tempering with spiritual fire, beating with the soul, and combining it with the special properties of the crystal stone to finally form a magical weapon with various magical functions."

Looking down at the bare mountain peaks covered only with rock formations and with few plants, the sound of jingling crystal stones could be heard constantly, which made An Muxi feel slightly startled.

“But it’s my first time here, and I didn’t expect there to be so many people.”

"Forging tools is second only to alchemy among the six major branches of life. It is not surprising that there are so many people."

Chu Ming smiled slightly, and immediately took An Muxi to Bailian Peak and walked into a huge ancient palace made of spar and metal.

Its appearance is grand and gorgeous, and its black and gray color scheme brings a simple and rich temperament to the face.

After walking in, there are several hollow ancient dragons carved on the surrounding stone walls. The black and gold appearance coupled with the lifelike images are extremely shocking.

"Wow!"

An Muxi was beyond surprised by the sight in front of her, and immediately wandered around like a curious little girl under the gaze of many people, causing people around her to talk a lot.

"Isn't this Senior Sister An? She actually came to Bailian Peak?"

"Let's go! Go up and strike up a conversation!"

"You're crazy, she has a Taoist companion! And the other party is Chu Ming, No. 1 in the outer sect!"

"I don't care who his Taoist companion is."

However, as soon as the sinister-looking young man took a step forward, Chu Ming, who suddenly appeared from behind, grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up like a chicken. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was an extremely dangerous light shining in them.

"Brother, I heard that you want to strike up a conversation with An Muxi?"

"That...you are?"

"I am the Chu Ming you call me."

!! ?
Hearing these words, the young man couldn't help but shrink his pupils, feeling the strong spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from Chu Ming from the inside out. He quickly waved his hands and apologized with a look of horror on his face, barely even kneeling down to beg for mercy.

"Brother, I'm sorry! I'm just bragging to show off. If you have enough, please let me go!"

"Remember, don't always speak out loud in the future."

Chu Ming put the young man down with an indifferent expression. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was about to escape in despair, but he was stopped by Chu Ming and asked in a solemn voice.

"Why didn't I see you stewards in Bailian Palace? Are they all there?"

"Well... they seem to have been summoned by the palace master to watch the elders casting the weapons."

The young man rubbed his hands and smiled flatteringly.

"I remember that you are the elder of Shengdan Palace. Do you need me to help you lead the way? I am also the temporary manager of Bailian Palace, so I still know where they are."

"you?"

Looking at the thin monkey young man's shrunken smile, Chu Ming suppressed the disgust in his heart and nodded.

"Ah."

"Then you come with me."

After saying that, Chu Ming took An Muxi and followed the young man to the depths of Bailian Palace, and opened a relief stone door with countless furnaces engraved on it.

After approaching, there was an extremely spacious dojo inside, surrounded by a circle of Tianyan Sect disciples wearing black and gold Taoist robes.

They didn't notice Chu Ming's arrival at all, and all their eyes were focused on the magnificent black-gold furnace in the center of the dojo.

In front of the furnace, a black-haired girl wearing a black and gold dress was sitting cross-legged, her eyes as solemn as a torch staring into the furnace, her forehead slightly dripping with sweat, her expression determined, as if she was controlling something with her consciousness. .Behind her, an old man with a white beard in black and gold robes was silently watching the girl's every move, his dark eyes reflecting the brilliant firelight in the furnace.

"boom!"

This unusually depressing atmosphere didn't last long before the crisp roar of flames suddenly broke the silence.

A ball of fierce fire swept out of the furnace in an instant and rushed towards the girl sitting in front of it, causing the people around to scream in surprise.

However, at this moment, a thick spiritual light shield protected the girl. The elder behind her stepped forward, with white beard and windless movement, and in front of the horrified faces of many people, he actually stretched out his old right hand. Into the furnace!

When all the dust fell to the ground and the firelight dissipated, a palm-sized golden bell lay quietly in the undamaged palm of the old man's right hand.

He glanced down, his brows furrowed, and his deep voice was filled with a hint of pity.

"Failed."

"I'm sorry, it's because my disciple's practice in the art of casting is not deep enough. I will definitely practice more frequently after I return!"

The girl cupped her fists and bowed, but the old man did not blame her. He turned his eyes and fixed his majestic gaze on Chu Ming who was standing at the stone gate.

"who are you?"

"Chu Ming, the elder of the Holy Pill Hall, pays homage to the master of the hall."

Chu Ming clasped his fists and saluted in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, which attracted everyone in the dojo to cast surprised glances. When they glanced at An Muxi beside him, they were even more amazed.

What a beautiful girl!
And the young man next to him, he looks to be only eighteen or nineteen years old. He has become the elder of the Holy Alchemy Palace at such a young age?
seriously? !

Isn't it because the talent in the Holy Pill Palace is withering and just looking for people to make up the numbers?
Of course, most people knew Chu Ming's identity instantly after hearing his name, and they didn't show much surprise. They just whispered to their companions.

"Why did Chu Ming come to Bailian Peak?"

"What else can we do? We must ask the palace master to cast a magic weapon!"

"..."

After hearing that Chu Ming announced his identity, the old man never looked at him again. He patted the girl next to him on the shoulder to signal her to get up, and then led her out of the dojo, leaving a deep voice when he passed by Chu Ming. words.

"Come with me."

"..."

Chu Ming looked slightly stunned, looked at each other with a helpless smile at An Muxi who looked suspicious, and immediately followed the old man to a spacious and quiet teahouse.

"Tell me, what are you looking for me for?"

The old man stood in front of the window with his left hand, and his right hand was stroking the leaves that had reached into the room. Although his words were indifferent, there seemed to be a hint of natural majesty in them. This made Chu Ming feel as if he had returned to high school when he was called into the office by his class teacher. There is always an uncomfortable feeling.

"Palace Master, we come to you to receive our rewards."

Even in the face of such an oppressive leader of the Hundred Refinements Peak, Chu Ming still spoke in a solemn tone, neither humble nor arrogant.

"By the way, on behalf of the Holy Pill Palace, I would like to discuss cooperation with you."

"..."

The old man did not speak, but waved to the girl beside him. She understood instantly, and then came to Chu Ming with two golden needles and said softly.

"You keep your essence and blood in it first."

"Blood?"

Hearing this, Chu Ming looked at An Muxi again. Both of them frowned slightly at the same time, and their expressions suddenly became much more solemn.

You must know that for a person, essence and blood are the most important things in the body.

If it is obtained by someone who is interested in it and finds someone to cast a spell on it, the consequences will be disastrous!
What's more, for cultivators, once they lose too much essence and blood, the foundation of their Dantian will be unstable, and their cultivation will decline, or even their meridians will wither!

Therefore, when the girl asked him for blood essence, Chu Ming was very wary and said in a low voice.

"I've never heard that casting magic weapons requires blood essence."

"General magic weapons are not needed, but exclusive magic weapons are."

The girl was not annoyed and explained patiently.

"You should have heard that once a magic weapon is refined, it is very difficult to recast it to improve its level. It requires a very strong caster to successfully forge it."

"Exclusive magic weapons don't need to be so troublesome. They will forge themselves and improve their level as a person's cultivation improves. They may even condense the weapon spirit and become their own magic weapon!"

"..."

Seeing that Chu Ming was still hesitant, the girl slowly came to him, stood on tiptoes and whispered.

"Maybe it's because of the tone and attitude of the palace master that makes you feel uneasy?"

"Even though he looks so serious, he is actually a sharp-tongued person."

"And the palace master abides by the sect's rules very much and will never do anything bad with your blood essence..."

"Cough cough!"

Before the girl could finish her words, a slight cough suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two.

In an instant, Chu Ming felt a look filled with cold murderous intent staring at him, which made him feel like a thorn in his back. He quickly opened the distance between him and the girl and smiled.

"Okay, let's get some blood essence for you."

"Ah."

After receiving the golden needle handed over by the girl, before Chu Ming could take any action, An Muxi angrily picked up one and stabbed it hard into the pad of his index finger.

"I had a lot of fun chatting with them."

"Xi'er, it's not like you don't know that we're going to talk about business again."

Chu Ming pretended to be angry and said in a deep voice.

"If you are so willful, don't come out with me in the future."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

An Muxi immediately lowered his head and apologized with a low expression. It was not until Chu Ming gently touched his head that she took his arm with a sweet smile on her face, picked up the gold needle with his hand and pricked her index finger.

"I'll let you prick me, then we'll be even!"

"How can there be such a good thing?"

Chu Ming's big hands slowly moved down along An Muxi's exquisite body curves, and after quietly squeezing her erection, he leaned down and chuckled in her ear.

"This injection is too small. I will take a big injection from my husband when I get back."

"Color embryo!"

An Muxi cooed shyly, and then hurriedly escaped from his clutches.

Chu Ming smiled slightly and returned the two golden needles stained with essence and blood to the girl, and then she handed her a bamboo scroll.

"Here are recorded all the types of seventh-level magic weapons that our Bailian Peak can refine. Although there are not many, they are enough to meet your needs."

The girl reminded with a slight smile.

"But it's best to use weapons. If used frequently, the spiritual power will infiltrate the magic weapon and increase the probability of its self-improvement."

"Thank you."

Chu Ming politely took the bamboo album, waved to An Muxi for her to choose, and then turned to ask the girl in front of him.

"I just saw you refining a half-finished magical weapon in the dojo?"

(End of this chapter)