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On the dark surface of the wooden horse, silver threads as thin as hair started from the cylindrical head of the small wooden horse and spread around the body at a steady and steady speed.
hum!
The sound of bees flapping their wings was heard, and the silver threads covering the entire wooden horse suddenly flashed with a faint light, and then all disappeared into the body.
Chen Mu opened his eyes and looked at the little white wooden horse between his eyebrows and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
"sixth!"
A gray wall appeared before his eyes.
Weapon Refining Technique (Mu Linglang): Extreme;
After his weapon refining skills reached the top, Chen Mu gained countless experiences in his mind.
It was as if countless Mu Linglang had been created.
Pick up a piece of tree core and you will know whether its different parts are hard or soft, and you will also know the various defects in the processing techniques.
Understand better how to adjust the invasion of magic symbols to avoid the risk of failure.
"One hundred percent success?" Chen Mu understood.
Glancing at the dozen or so small wooden horses nearby, Chen Mu made a silent estimate.
"It will take at most five days to completely refine this batch of Mu Ling Lang."
Feeling a little irritated, Chen Mu knew he had reached his limit.
So the mantra of the same heart was naturally activated.
As the concentric spell talisman penetrated into the Yuan Fu black ball, seven bright pearls suddenly appeared in the fog.
Chen Mu habitually connected one of them.
A cool breath rushed into my mind.
"Comfortable!"
Looking at the magic power that was still almost enough to fill the jade seed, he couldn't help but shake his head.
It is difficult to fill up as you accumulate and consume at the same time.
It is better to complete the order as soon as possible and then accumulate as much as possible.
……
Late at night, the third pioneering team of Bingchen District.
The camp was quiet, except for the occasional roars and cries of beasts in the distance and the sporadic popping sounds from the burning campfire.
The six Wushan brothers and sisters sat around the campfire without saying a word.
Suddenly, Ai Ji, who had drooped his shoulders and looked dejected, sat up straight.
"Here he comes! He comes again!" As soon as he finished shouting, his whole body went limp.
He fell backwards with a thud, lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, looking up at the sky with a look of despair.
"Why does Gongsun Sheng always look for me?" Ai Ji looked desperate.
"You can't just grab a single sheep and pluck it, right?!"
"puff!"
Shi Xian, who was always aloof, suddenly laughed out loud.
The other people couldn't help but curl their lips slightly.
"I guess Ai Ji has probably met Gongsun Sheng before." Wu Ruo said thoughtfully, "Gongsun Sheng without the mask."
"I don't remember offending anyone in particular?" Ai Ji frowned and thought hard.
"Don't think about it. Gongsun Sheng without the mask is most likely just an ordinary, inconspicuous disciple from the lower courtyard." Yulin said with a smile.
"Maybe he even farmed for us." Shi Xian suddenly said.
Several people looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
“It’s hard to say…”
"We need to make plans early." Xu Rao narrowed his eyes.
"It's okay when we're resting at night, but if this happens at the critical moment of a battle..." Xu Rao said gloomily, staring at Ai Ji who was lying on the ground like a salted fish.
The others also fell silent.
"In the short term, there shouldn't be any major problems," Lu Ku said.
He sat quietly by the side, the flames flickering, the light shining on his face, flickering.
"The current situation has exceeded the records in the Thousand Mountains Sutra."
"Gongsun Sheng's control over the Seven Sons Unity Gu has reached a level that we, or most people, cannot understand."
"There may be some secrets in this, secrets that only the founder of Tongxin Gu or a certain group of people who have inherited the secret know."
“But this has nothing to do with us.”
"We just need to focus on Gongsun Sheng himself."
The others looked at Lu Ku.
"According to Ai Ji's performance, the other party seems to be able to absorb some of our power through the Tongxin Gu."
"The loss of this power will make Ai Ji mentally exhausted."
"Based on this, Gongsun Sheng needs this power to strengthen his mind."
"He's doing something extremely exhausting."
"Practicing secret techniques, refining elixirs and weapons, it's nothing more than that. And there are rules to follow."
"According to the statistics of the past few days, the other party should also be clearing the land during the day. Only at night when it is quiet does he have time to carry out this unknown activity."
"So our future actions will be carried out in the early morning and during the day. We must gather together to rest at night." Lu Ku narrowed his eyes.
“But being controlled by others always has risks.”
The others nodded immediately.
Ai Ji also sat up. He was just mentally exhausted, but not really without strength.
"Two directions." Lu Ku stretched out two fingers.
"First, leave Pengyue Mountain and stay away from Tongxin Rope."
"Second..." Lu Ku glanced at everyone.
"Find Gongsun Sheng, risk being discovered by his telepathy, and try to kill someone with a borrowed knife to get back the Concentric Rope!"
The people around the campfire suddenly stopped talking.
The only sound was the crackling of burning wet branches.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 274 Completed
Five days later.
The same dense forest, the same underground secret room, Chen Mu used the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains to watch Shang Huan and Mo Wuzhou complete the transaction.
Then he controlled the five ghosts to get out of the wooden box and fly into the sky.
"Finally done." Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
After isolating the risks with Shang Huan, he can go and get back the huge payment for the goods.
"Refining equipment is really profitable." Chen Mu experienced the joy of having a unique skill.
"Alchemy probably isn't that bad either." Chen Mu pondered.
He also has an alchemy furnace in his hand.
"I'll have to find some alchemy method when I have the chance in the future."
……
The trading place is five or six miles away.
Mo Wuzhou looked at the flying black smoke ball in silence.
"Why is he still hiding in the box?" Mo Wuzhou glared at Shang Huan: "I've seen this move before!"
I also want to know.
Shang Huan smiled but said nothing.
"I understand." Mo Wuzhou rolled his eyes.
"If the deal doesn't go well, just destroy this batch of Mu Ling Lang, right?"
That's it!
Shang Huan still smiled and said nothing.
"The balance, let's take a look."
boom!
A wooden box as big as a computer case hit the square cargo box.
Shang Huan picked it up skillfully, weighed it twice, chanted a spell, and put it into the mustard seed talisman on his left wrist.
Then, under Mo Wuzhou's puzzled gaze, he recited the mustard seed spell again.
boom!
A wooden frame half a person's height appeared between the two people.
The wooden rack is divided into five layers, filled with bamboo tubes that are as long as your forearm and as thick as your fist.
"One hundred portions of Spirit-Attracting Liquid, for free." Shang Huan smiled.
He pointed to a pile of white papers covered with small characters on the top of the wooden shelf and said, "Please be sure to send the instructions to every user of Mu Linglang."