Imperial Phoenix Rules

Chapter 520 Sleep is the foundation of life

Jun Mohuang took out a snowy shining dagger from the gold swallowing cauldron formed by the gold swallowing treasure. After seeing the three orange six-pointed stars on the handle of the dagger, he slapped his forehead with a slap.

This is the third time in half a day.

God, isn't this playing her!

Throw the dagger in your hand at will. This sharp dagger pierced the marble floor easily like a tofu, leaving only a hilt.

This is indeed a good dagger, but what's the use of being so fast, everything is useless if it doesn't meet the requirements!

Jun Mohuang tried several more times, no matter if she refining swords, daggers or broadswords, the handles were still spiritual weapons.

The power of refining a good spirit weapon is very low!

Jun Mohuang felt that if this continued, she would sooner or later break that senior's record of a 99% success rate in refining spirit weapons.

She once again strictly followed the raw material formula and steps required for an ordinary six-star crescent moon bow recorded in the Gold Swallowing Book, and it was also a spiritual weapon.

Jun Mohuang is also drunk!

During the time she wasted, Su Zhiyu next door had already made the Sanding Pill and successfully increased her spiritual value by 2000 points.

Jun Mohuang will ask Xiaojin. Xiaojin thought that his owner would definitely die before, so he cried so badly that his eyes are still red now.

It said it didn't know what was going on.

As for the spirit of the earth, it is even more unclear.

Two days later, Jun Mohuang's side was full of spiritual weapons, and his whole person was completely depressed.

Forget it, maybe in this life, her Jun Mohuang was born a spiritual weapon master, and she was destined to be unable to refine such ordinary weapons.

Jun Mohuang yawned. For the past two days, she has been reading the Gold Swallowing Canon and studying how to make normal weapons.

When I was hungry, I just ate some dry food. I was too tired. I should go back to sleep first.

"How about boss, two days have passed, you must have a lot of things to be exchanged at the trading center."

When Feng Yunqi saw her coming out of the training room with a yawn, he hurriedly asked.

In the past two days, Su Zhiyu has gone to the trading center many times and has earned 20,000 spiritual points.

But Jun Mohuang didn't come out once, and the students who were paying attention to this matter kept rumors about it.

Many people said that Jun Mohuang knew that he couldn't win, so he simply locked himself in the training room and had no face to come out to see people and so on.

Feng Yunqi and the others could only hope that Jun Mohuang suffocated a sigh of relief, fiddled with a lot of things to exchange for spiritual value at the trading center, and compared Su Zhiyu.

"Nothing, I'll go back and sleep for a while"

Jun Mohuang waved her small hand, she did have a lot of spiritual tools, and these spiritual tools were indeed worth a lot of spiritual value, but the key was that they did not meet the requirements at all.

"Boss, what is the juncture, you have to go to sleep."

Feng Yunqi's head is big, Su Zhiyu is already far ahead of 20,000 spiritual points, his boss went in for two days but there was nothing, and he had to go back to sleep.

What's all this!

If you lose, it will be miserable if you write on your forehead that I am a **** and you have to go out every day!

"You don't understand, sleep is the foundation of life."

Jun Mohuang's delicate black jewel-like eyes were full of fatigue.

Refining tools is also an extremely mental-consuming thing, and she can't do without sleeping.

Feng Yunqi: "..."

other people:"……"

Only Jun Mohuang could do such a thing if he had to go back to sleep at this critical juncture.

Jun Mohuang walked out of the cultivation blessed place, and the students waiting outside the cultivation blessed place all focused their eyes on her.

(End of this chapter)