undead warrior

Chapter 387

The three of them caught the ammunition thrown at them casually, one of them was no more than two, and they looked down at the warm pale silver pill, which was a sixth-grade Xuanli pill, and there was even a grimace-like pill pattern on it, representing the person in front of him. There are definitely more than six grade alchemists.

A elixir enters the mouth, the rich medicinal fragrance fills the mouth, and the profound power quickly enters the meridians. It is definitely a first-class good elixir, much better than the same grade of elixir sold elsewhere.

"The price of my pill is the same as that sold in other places, do you want to buy some?"

"Of course I want to buy it, I'll make it up!" A punishment hall disciple shouted.

The other two were in a hurry, "Old Zhao, why do you make a circle? Good things should be shared with everyone."

The three of them immediately spent money and divided up a batch of pills. Such a good pill was sold at the same price as the same grade outside. With 20% efficacy, even if they didn't take it themselves, they could still make money by selling it.Apart from being delighted, he was even more shocked by Mo Wentian's output. Others concocted alchemy in bottles, and he concocted alchemy in piles!It can hold more than [-] bottles!

The elixir was shared by them, and Mo Wentian waved his hand, "I still need to refine other elixir, you go to the shop and have a look, maybe there is something you like."

"Then bother!"

The three retreated slightly respectfully, and walked towards the interior of the grocery store, not mentioning the injury of the two outer disciples.It's just two outer sect disciples, so what if they are injured, as Mo Wentian's status as a sixth-rank alchemist, he will not make a sound when they are killed, and will help cover it up.

Otherwise, if they really wanted to take them back, even if they went to the Hall Master, they would only be scolded, or they would be punished for offending a master of alchemy.

The things in the grocery store made their eyes shine even more. They only hated that they had less money, and they returned satisfied after spending all the money.

Early the next morning, the three of them raised enough money and came early, but at the grocery store, they saw that the shelves were all empty, and Yun'er sat alone behind the counter in a daze, looking very bored.

One of them hurriedly asked, "Girl, where are those goods?"

Yun'er said weakly, "I was bought out by a nasty guy, and I'm talking to my brother in the backyard."

"Asshole! How could he buy them all!"

The three of them immediately became impatient. The things they bought yesterday made a fortune when they returned to the sect, but they were all snatched up by the same sect, as if they didn't want any money.This time, I planned to take advantage of others' ignorance to make a fortune, so I couldn't stand being caught first.

The three immediately entered the backyard aggressively, but retreated quietly. The man in the backyard couldn't be provoked, so they had to take advantage of their excitement and return disappointed.

It was Mr. Wushuang who came, and this time he did not bring other companions, but two beautiful maids.I was taken aback when I first arrived.Unexpectedly, there is such a shop in a remote street in this city, and the items sold in it are all high-quality goods, and the price is not expensive.He is a local tyrant, so he immediately ordered the maids to make rounds, even some low-quality items.

When he entered the backyard, he was shocked again. Mo Wentian didn't make alchemy today, but was trying to make weapons.

Of course, it is refining a spiritual weapon. A blood-red dagger covered with mysterious inscriptions has been refined.Although it was only a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the inscriptions on it were too many and cumbersome, it was a success after all, and Mo Wentian was very satisfied.

Just as Mo Youlan Blood Sacrifice was being asked to recognize the master and replace the original dagger, Mr. Wu Shuang came in and saw it.It can be seen that he is not well, Mo Youlan is obviously wearing a maid's costume, and he can have spiritual weapons, which makes him a little jealous.

Mo Wentian ignored Mr. Wushuang, Mo Youlan used a pair of daggers, which was short, took out the materials and started refining.

Mo Wentian can ignore guests when they come, but Mo Youlan, who is a maid, always has to receive them. Just as he was about to speak, Mr. Wushuang quickly put his finger to his mouth and made a silent gesture, for fear of disturbing Mo Wentian's refining process. artifact.

It is also a great honor to be able to watch the master craftsman refine the spirit weapon from such a close distance. Mr. Wushuang and his two beautiful maids watched without blinking.

It didn't take long at all, Mo Wentian, who gained experience once again, successfully forged a dagger again. This dagger was pitch black, with terrifying double-sided bloodletting grooves on it, which was convenient for stabbing.There are fewer inscriptions on the instant noodles, but they also exude spiritual fluctuations.

Mo Youlan cut his wrist again and sacrificed blood to recognize the Lord, which made Master Wu Shuang dumbfounded.A maid owns two spiritual weapons, both of which are offensive weapons, compared to many Lingxiao sect's direct disciples who are treated better, it's really more popular than others!
His heart exploded with foul language, which showed how much he was shocked, but Mo Wentian didn't show any joy.Although the second dagger has fewer inscriptions on the surface and its power is not diminished, it is still much worse than expected.

A really good spiritual weapon, such as the Autumn Water Cold Mountain Sword, hides most of the inscriptions inside, so that the inscriptions will not be easily damaged.But Mo Wentian hasn't figured out the refining method yet, so he can only add the inscriptions on the outside, and still use the materials that can be used to refine middle-grade spiritual weapons to refine low-grade spiritual weapons, and still need to explore and improve.

"Is something brought?" He said lightly.

Knowing that he was asking for a damaged spiritual weapon, Mr. Wushuang quickly took it out and handed it respectfully with both hands.Now it has been confirmed that Mo Wentian is indeed a divine refiner, this kind of person is welcome everywhere, and he dare not be disrespectful.

Seeing what he was holding in his hands, Mo Wentian frowned, a little surprised.

This turned out to be a woman's underwear, it looked like a bellyband, it was hollowed out, it was absolutely sexy and alluring.However, the apron was cut open by a sharp weapon, and it has lost its original function.

As long as the broken parts are spliced ​​together and the damaged inscriptions are painted again, it is not difficult.Mo Wentian understood why the divine refiner of the Lingxiao Sect didn't repair it for him. He must have maintained his identity and would not touch women's personal belongings.

Seeing his frown, Mr. Wushuang blushed slightly, and explained anxiously, "This is my sister's thing, please ask me to fix it for her, and I would like to ask Master Tian to help me repair it, the price is easy to negotiate."

After speaking, he put the apron on the table next to Mo Wentian, took out three divine grade spirit stones emitting colorful halos, and put them on top.

your sister?Liar!
Mo Wentian's gaze stayed on Mr. Wushuang's chest and between his legs for a moment, then he reached out to pick up the apron and carefully inspected the damage.

For repairs alone, the cost of three god-grade spirit stones is definitely enough, and Mo Wentian doesn't have so many taboos, it doesn't matter who he is or what he is, the main thing is to make money.

Seeing him keep touching the bellyband with his hands, Mr. Wushuang was ashamed and wished he could find a crack in the ground to get in, but he looked at it expectantly, fearing that Mo Wentian would not be able to repair it.After all, the materials are different, and he is proficient in metal refining spirit weapons, but not necessarily proficient in other materials refining, Mr. Wu Shuang has no idea.

"It can be repaired!"

After a long time, when Mo Wentian uttered these two words, Master Wushuang was excited, but he said again, "Go and prepare some cold silk, the more the better."

After speaking, he threw back the apron, and Mr. Wushuang quickly caught it.It's just cold silk, although it's rare, but it's not impossible to buy, Mr. Wushuang hurriedly took the maid to look for it.

He ran back at sunset, but saw that Mo Wentian was making a pair of armor. The front and back of the whole armor were covered with blue scales, and the inside was filled with some metal by Mo Wentian. These metals were covered with inscriptions. It is perfectly attached to the scales, and the scales exude a faint dragon power, which is not uncommon at first glance.

It was not until Mo Wentian finished making the armor that Master Wushuang asked, "What kind of armor is this? What kind of dragon are these scales?"

Mo Wentian ignored him, but used the cut off dragon scales to make a helmet. After the helmet was made, it was another pair of shoes with a layer of dragon skin inside to make it comfortable to wear.

The three-piece suit was completed, Mo Wentian waved to Mo Youlan, she walked over with a smile on her face, and put on one piece.

The Frost Dragon Scale Armor was perfectly attached to Mo Youlan's body, showing off his hot figure, and the blue-cyan color gave him a noble temperament, which made Master Wu Shuang spit.He was really jealous, a maid with five spiritual weapons was unacceptable!

Mo Wentian stretched his waist, and said slowly, "I'm tired today, put down my things, come and pick them up tomorrow!"

He started chasing guests, Master Wushuang had no choice but to leave, but Mo Wentian didn't rest at all, and started to get busy again.The goods in the store are gone, so I have to get some out, otherwise Yun'er will be unhappy.

Originally, Yun'er was also refining a suit of armor made of Frost Yinglong's body materials, but Yun'er hated the smell of dead dragons, so she had to give up.

Array map, pills, weapons, and even a set of dragon scale armor, Mo Wentian asked Yun'er to raise the price, so as not to be swept away again, which would exhaust him to death.

The next day Mr. Wushuang came. When he saw that the grocery store was full of goods, especially a set of women's dragon scale armor, his first reaction was to buy them all. It counted his financial resources. He smiled wryly and realized that he couldn't swallow it up.

This is all because of losing a bet, and most of the money was used to buy precious metals, and today the goods are ready and delivered just in time.

This time Mo Wentian received him in the small living room on the second floor. He was exhausted yesterday, and Leng Baimei had to come out to make love again in the middle of the night, which made his back hurt even more. He didn't refine anything today and planned to rest.

This guy must have his own purchase channel. It seems that there is at least an alchemist and an array mage behind him. Who the hell is it!

Seeing Mo Wentian, countless young masters murmured in their hearts, saluted respectfully, and took out the metal that they had lost in the bet.

Mo Wentian glanced at those metals, and was delighted, at least with the materials he had, he could refine a few low-grade spiritual tools, greatly improving his proficiency.

But there was no expression on his face, and he threw the patched bellyband over.At the same time, she also had a headache, last night Leng Baimei also saw this apron, and made one if she was obsessed with it, and Yun'er followed suit, it seemed that she had to find a way to buy some top-quality silk.

Seeing that the bellyband was repaired, Mr. Wushuang was full of joy and respectfully thanked him.

"Thank you Master Wentian!"

After speaking, he glanced at Mo Wentian's handsome face, hesitated for a while and said, "I wonder if Master Wentian is short of money?"

Mo Wentian glanced at him, and said slowly, "It's because of lack of money, I don't like working with people."

(End of this chapter)