WeChat Red Packet Group

Chapter 109
Brother Yijian, I have something to ask for!
After Lin Feng sent this message, his palms couldn't help sweating a little. If he guessed right, this sword refining should be a holy king who is in charge of the fate of heaven through refining weapons...

Lin Feng looked at the simple giant hammer in the cloud space, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

A moment later, the news of Lian Yijian came.

"It's Lao Wang, why are you so polite, but it's okay to say~/Cool." Lian Yijian added a cool expression after finishing the news.

Lin Feng looked happy, and quickly replied: "I saw that the head of fellow daoist is a long sword, presumably fellow daoist must use the way of refining weapons to control the fate of heaven, right?"

"Hey, the purple mans sword on this head is the sword of the sage that I refined back then. It can cut the sun, the moon, and the flood, and suppress the destiny. The old king has something to say, but it doesn't matter. I will definitely not refuse." Lian Yi The words of the sword are full of pride.

Sword of the Holy Monarch!Suppress destiny

Lin Feng couldn't help swallowing when he heard the words, he didn't expect the avatar to have such a big background.

"Brother Yijian is really powerful. The way of refining weapons is obscure and difficult to understand, but I don't know anything about it. My apprentice has practiced the technique of the Jinpeng Demon King a few days ago. Recently, he has been playing with his temper, asking me to refine the weapon he got by accident. Some..." Lin Feng said after thinking about it.

"It's a trivial matter. I don't know what grade your apprentice's weapon is, how well it is made, and what is it used to refine it?" Lian Yijian seemed quite confident.

Lin Feng's face froze in front of the phone. He didn't know these things at all. If he talked about it randomly or the level of the weapon was too low, it might reveal that he was not a holy king. After all, the weapon level of the disciple of the holy king would not be too low.

Lin Feng slapped his head, secretly thinking that he didn't think deeply about it.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "It's just a child's plaything, it's only my fault that I dote on him too much, you will know after looking at it."

Lin Feng was a little anxious, but he didn't take it seriously when he practiced a sword, and then said: "It's okay, fellow daoist sent it..."

Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, moved his hand repeatedly, chose the ancient giant hammer, put it in the red envelope, and sent it out.

Lian Yijian received the red envelope from you.

After the reminder, Lian Yijian didn't speak, and Lin Feng couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

After a long while, the message in the window reappeared: "Imperial rank nine, but its internal veins are all broken, and the power of the inscription is less than one tenth, and the ancient wood and green iron may have a history of more than 1000 years. This object has some commemorative value for your disciple, I don’t know how you want to refine it? Or just want to repair it..."

The words of refining a sword made Lin Feng sweat a lot. This giant hammer was taken out from the Wanlingyunhai, and it must have been left over by the strong spirit beast cave for more than 1000 years.

"How about this, fellow daoist, go and ask your disciple what to add, and just hand over the materials to me." Lian Yijian said immediately.

Unexpectedly, Lian Yijian did not have the slightest doubt, but was very warm-hearted, and Lin Feng swallowed his heart when he raised it.

"Brother Yijian, what do you think of this thing?" With a movement of his hand, Lin Feng sent out the Formation Origin Stone obtained from Elder Feng's Immortal Cloud Cauldron.

Since the inscription in the giant hammer is broken, the formation is useless. There are thousands of killing formations in this formation of origin stones, so it must be useful!

Sure enough, Lian Yijian replied immediately after the thing was issued: "This thing is very good. The source stone is a good thing. I haven't done it for a long time. Since you are not afraid, Lao Wang, then I will play with it, haha~"

"Thank you, Brother Yijian!" Seeing that the matter was settled, Lin Feng quickly sent a few expressions of clasping fists.

Closing the window, Lin Feng was so overjoyed that he couldn't help himself. Waiting for the return of the giant hammer like this, he might be able to restore the original ninth rank of the imperial rank, let alone rank!
Mortal Rank, Spirit Rank, King Rank, and after that, the Imperial Rank!
A weapon of the ninth rank of the imperial rank is only one rank short of the immortal rank...

How could Lin Feng not like it, among the three great immortal sects, the weapon with the highest rank is probably only the sub-king rank, and a weapon of the ninth rank of the imperial rank may be enough to make the masters of the three great immortal sects jealous!

While excited, Lin Feng also discovered his embarrassing situation now, that is, he, the Holy King, is a fake.

Everyone in this wechat group is a sage who is in charge of the destiny. If he continues like this, he will be exposed sooner or later...

"From now on, it seems that we should talk less and grab red envelopes more." Lin Feng murmured in a low voice.

Thinking of Lian Yijian's Zimang Slashing Heaven Sword being able to break the destiny, Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh for a while. From the perspective of every sage in this WeChat group, all the ways of the world can be transcended, and anyone who can practice to the extreme can control the destiny.

Enlarging the portrait of Lian Yijian, Lin Feng could even feel the boundless coercion of the Zimang Zhantian Sword, and the obscure patterns on it made Lin Feng startled!

Shaking his head, Lin Feng smiled wryly and said, "When will I be able to control the destiny and achieve the position of the Holy King?"

As Lin Feng said that, he closed Lian Yijian's avatar, and when he clicked the back button, his eyes stopped on the leftmost avatar...

This profile picture is obviously the profile picture of the baby girl that Empress Qingluan just changed, but now the image is slightly larger when opened in the member window of this group.

"This is……"

Lin Feng's fingers froze, and he stared blankly at Empress Qingluan's head. After a long while, he slowly opened it, and then his eyes shrank suddenly.

Lin Feng had seen the thing hanging on the neck of the baby girl in this photo!

"This is what is hanging on Ye Hailan's neck!" Lin Feng almost screamed out, almost unable to believe his eyes.

Immediately, he saw his right hand swaying, and the image sent by Empress Qingluan appeared in his hand in the cloud space a few days ago. After careful observation, he was sure that this thing was indeed exactly the same as the thing on Ye Hailan's neck!
Lin Feng suddenly realized, no wonder Yan Tianmu couldn't help using it on the thing on Ye Hailan's neck that day. It turned out that this thing belonged to Empress Qingluan...

Ye Hailan turned out to be the daughter of Empress Qingluan, Lin Feng's fingers couldn't help trembling.

Lin Feng felt his lips dry and swallowed. Lin Feng forced himself to calm down and said to himself: "This matter is quite complicated and needs to be discussed in the long term. For the time being, we must not tell Empress Qingluan that her daughter is with me."

If Empress Qingluan knew that her daughter was in Shenwu Continent, not to mention whether she would come in person, even if she asked Lin Feng to send Ye Hailan over there, it would be a big problem.

If there is anything wrong with this, Lin Feng's identity will be completely revealed.

God knows what a crime it is to pretend to be a sage of destiny...

Lin Feng buried this matter in his heart, but he was planning another thing, that is how to get more red envelopes.

Lin Feng knew very well that he had come all the way, if he didn't have the inexplicably extra WeChat groups in his mobile phone, he wouldn't even be able to set foot in the martial arts, even if he worked hard, he might be doomed to be a mediocre life.

In his life, if he wanted to become a master, he had to start with these sages of destiny, and his primary goal was how to get more red envelopes!

(End of this chapter)