Grasping Evil

On that night, the Moh family hosted a banquet, and the four main rounds toasted and treated the lesser Ning Fan.

If the people were dissatisfied with Ning Fan before, they would be dissatisfied with him at the moment.

On the wine table, Ning Fan smiled and talked, and talked well, so Wu Lan and Mo Rushui two women, all show their brilliance, but Ye Huan and Fang Nuo two old men, but very dissatisfied with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's amount of wine is too bad! Two glasses of water, they are shaking while walking. As a magic repair, the amount of alcohol is not good, it is too shameful!

Sure enough, no one is perfect...

The moonlight entered the house, the banquet went three, and the three homeowners gave their words. In the hall, there was only the ink of the shallow drink of wine, and the unruly Ningfan who was squatting at the wine table.

The ink is like a red lips, and suddenly smiles. "People are gone, and they are all in the same place. Are they still drunk in their homes?"

As the ink is like water, the original drunken Ning Fan, the eyes are in the blink of an eye, the mana is swaying, forcing a drink of alcohol, and laughing at the laughter. "Looking at it. Ning Mou is too strong, if you don't get drunk, I am afraid I can't do it. It’s a good thing. Ink Fairy, can you tell me now, the thing that burns the spirits.”

"The young master really wants to burn the soul iron?"

"It is not necessary or not. I just want to attach a spirit to the magic weapon. If the owner is in a dilemma, it is also possible to attach other magical powers."

Ning Fan opened his mouth, and a touch of starlight flew out, turning it into a sword with a crystal clear water in his hand. It was a detachment and handed it to ink.

"It is this sword. The ink fairy helps me to consider it. What kind of supernatural power is attached to this sword is the most appropriate. I don’t know about the spirit."

When the ink passed through the sword, it didn't care at first. She is a ‘Danbao’ level sorcerer, and it’s not difficult to refine the gold sacred spirits. She saw at a glance that the sword was not in the first place.

There is a slight disappointment in my heart. The dark road, if it is a sacred soul, it is attached to the magic weapon of the next product. Is it not the name of ‘burning soul’?

But once I took the sword, the ink was astonished first, this sword, so light! It is not that this sword has no weight, but that the sword is held in the hand, and the sword can be united as if it were his own arm, and naturally he does not feel heavy.

“‘The sword is one”... The person who refines this sword has a high-tech approach and is far above the body...”

She praised it sincerely, and then dared not take a break from the sword.

As a star, cold if autumn water, thin as a flap, like a dragon ... This sword, obviously only the first step of the magic, but the feeling of ink, but can not be described as 'shocking'.

She sometimes frowns, sometimes red lips are slightly open, sometimes joy, time is not solved, sometimes confused, sometimes surprised, as if the expression of a lifetime, is used on the face.

And her beauty, staring at the sword body, that touches the eye-catching starlight, the heart is shocked and more and more concentrated.

"This is, this is... dare to ask the Lord, you know the origin of this sword!"

"This sword is my refining, how can I not know..." Ning Fan picked up the chopsticks and casually ate the leftovers of the wine table.

He is poor in his life. When he is in the most difficult time, he even fights for pigs and dogs. He will care about leftovers.

"What, this sword is actually a lesser refining system!!" The ink is like a flower, the face is wrong, and I can't think of it. The master of the refining instrument that I admire is actually the young master.

"There are few masters who know that this sword contains a trace of the stars of the ancient stars..."

"Nature knows. I am a master of the Master, but the Taikoo magic pulse, enough to control this ‘Taigu Shenbing’!”

"The original master knows. It seems that yesterday's 'white star now' vision will be triggered by the young masters... Taikoo soldiers, I can't think of being in this life, I was lucky enough to see one... the young master really wants this sword Attached to the spirit!"

The look of ink like water is actually a bit eager to try. It is an honor to be attached to the spirits of the Taikoo soldiers.

"Yes, what kind of magical powers are attached, but with the ink fairy to be the master." Ning Fan smiled slightly and gave the right to decide the ink, which is the respect for the spirited master.

"Hey... Taikoo Shenbing, a peerless good sword that can be promoted... If you are from the heart, you are very willing to attach the 'burning soul' to the young master. Burning the soul is a 'virtual' level supernatural power. A broken old genie is qualified to attach a good thing to the spirit. Used on this sword, it is never wasted... With the level of 'Danbao' level attached to the spirit, only one supernatural power can be attached, if other magical powers are attached, Attached to 'burning soul', it is a bit wasteful..."

Ink like water is talking to himself, it seems difficult to choose, and Ning Fan is full of doubts. He knows how to be attached to the spirit.

Listening to the words like ink, it seems that a magic weapon can be attached to several magical powers, but she is not enough, so she can only attach one.

Listening to the words of ink as water, to the spirit of the magic, you need ‘spirit iron’. What is Lingtie, Ning Fan does not know, but does not hinder his understanding. It must be a certain kind of special mineral, and it is essential when it comes to the spirit.

The ‘burning soul’ spirit iron, since it is called the ‘virtual’ level spirit iron, can be imagined, how precious it is.

Ning Fande Xiandi and his eyesight are amazing. He can see that the ink is like a water. It seems that she has difficulties, but she can’t attach the ‘burning soul’ magical power to the sword.

"If there is a difficulty in the ink fairy, don't attach the "burning soul" magical power." Ning Fan shook his head and laughed. He did not value the spirit, but attached one. It was better than nothing.

"Difficulties, there are some... First of all, the Burning Spirit Lingtie is the object of the Hancheng Lord. I am daring to ask the Lord, and the Lord asks himself, can I use this right?"

"Well, it should be there. I am a teacher and a teacher. It is also a life-and-death relationship. With him a spirit iron, he wants to make a big noise, but he will not be really angry..."

Ning Fan smiled and shook his head. He could imagine that if the old demon knew that he had used his burning soul iron, he would be violently jumping and yelling, 'I am suffering.'

But the old devil is just talking about it, not really angry, the old devil is very generous to himself.

"Yes, the Lord and the City Lord, it seems that they get along very well..." Mo Rushui had a deep impression of Ning Fan.

As far as she knows, the old devil has received countless disciples, although every disciple is good, but never treated it, and Ning Fan is so good. It seems that the two people's temperament is very similar.

If the ink knows like water, Ning Fan and the old devil, and the Tian Zong Zong, who is the culprits of countless rains and strangers, will not ask more questions.

One day away from the battle, Ning Fan and the old demon are entrusted to each other for life and death. Their friendship is also a matter of apprenticeship. The old devil is very casual, and Ning Fan is also free and easy.

The ink sighs and sighs, but it is the tragedy of the old devil. The old devil has countless people in his life, but every time he accepts the apprentice, he will die... and the only undead person is the pain of the old man’s life...

Such an old demon, but received Ning Fan as a disciple, as if he has been out, want to come to Ning Fan, to the old devil, is a rare fate.

"Since the Lord has the confidence to use this iron, he will not say anything more. Then he will recommend the younger master, and this sword will be accompanied by the 'burning soul' supernatural power. Just there is still a problem..."

"Oh? There are still some difficulties, but it does not matter. Although I am limited by the knowledge of the spirit, but other aspects of the knowledge is not bad, may help the ink fairy to solve the trouble..."

"Another problem is... that the spirit of the burning spirit is polluted by a strange magic mine... The effect of the spirit may be greatly reduced. This is also to inform the young master in advance." A spirited teacher attaches a sly magical power to the guest, but has a reputation.

"Oh? Burning soul spirit iron, was actually polluted by the magic mine? Interesting... Ink fairy can take Ning to see the burning spirit iron, perhaps, Ning is sure to wash the spirit iron, maybe."

"If this is the case, you will be the Lord of the Lord, and attach the most perfect magical power!" Ink like water is happy to get up, in the beauty, with a hint of fanaticism. I didn't have a bit of patience, and I didn't care if the weather was too late. I would have to take Ning Fan to see the Lingtie.

This makes Ning Fan quite speechless, well-known sorcerer, refiner, are all savvy madmen?

...

In the Mo's Treasure Room, where the ink did not know where to move, the ground suddenly showed a deep tunnel, and I don't know where to go.

Ning Fan with the ink as water, all the way down the tunnel, I am afraid that the depth of the ground is deep.

In the deepest part, there is a secret room with three feet and a square, which is cast with the smashed silver. This kind of fairy mine is not only hard in texture, but also has the effect of shielding the mind. It is extremely precious, and it is impossible to think that it will be cast into a secret room by ink.

In the secret room, there is nothing in the air, but in the center, there is a jade table with a half red and half black iron ore on the table.

The red half, with a slight blazing heat, Ning Fan used God to perceive, but one did not pay attention to it, and was burned by the fiery god. If the non-Ningfan gods are removed in time, they must be injured.

Is this the Burning Spirit Iron? Unexpectedly, you can burn the mind. If this magical power is attached to the sword, a sword will be thrown out, and even if it is not even the enemy, it will be cut off!

Virtual level magic, really can not be underestimated...

And Ning Fan's gaze once again fell on the black mineral, this time, but revealed a very incomprehensible look.

It seems familiar, but also strange, for a moment, can not think of.

Ink and water respectfully stand side by side, do not dare to disturb Ning Fan thinking.

After a few moments, Ning Fan approached the jade table and touched the black mine.

The surface is not moving, but the heart is turned upside down.

"Acacia Iron..."Yin and Yang Change", recorded a kind of **** iron... This iron has no other use, the only use is to create a kind of secret treasure... Ding furnace ring! One use of this ring is to match the double repair method , self-contained space, to accommodate the Ding furnace... With this thing, the magic repair can catch thousands of women, carry it with you, use it at any time..."