There is another hour, need to find a Jiangzhu Jiuye grass.

This kind of spirit grass is rare in mainland China. The reason why ye Lingyue was found last time was that he bought one from the underground Yan palace because of Yan Jiu's blessing.

But Yan Jiu also said that even in the underground Yan hall, there is only one red pearl nine leaf grass.

It is also ye Lingyue's material for refining nine dragon chants, which is second only to Archaean dragon blood.

Ye Lingyue looks around, as expected, after a search, there is no discovery.

"Sister Yue, if not, we'll be half alone." Long Baobao suggested.

"No, we'll both fail in refining. I'll see if I can find another spirit grass that can replace the crimson nine leaf grass

Ye Lingyue thought in his heart that it was hard to die a hero for a Wen.

If she has a chance, she must plant a pile of nine leaf grass in Hongmeng sky.

Ye Lingyue said, again did not give up looking for up, at this time, she noticed Feng Xin's strange behavior.

Fengshen is not far away.

I saw that he was playing with a black thing that looked like a broken sword.

In the storehouse of the four square city Lord, there are many similar weapons which are not refined completely. Some of them are just thrown aside at random.

As the owner of the Fengfu family, Fengxin has seen a lot of treasures. Most of the things in the treasure house can't look up to, but he is interested in a broken sword, which makes ye Lingyue very surprised.

"Fengxin, what do you have in your hand?"

Ye Lingyue's wonderful way.

"It seems to be a sword. Although it has not been completely refined, it is very sharp." Feng Xin's eyes, flashing the light of interest, speak, Fengxin with the knuckle kowtow that black things.

Wu Zhong uses a sword, so he has a natural sharpness for the sword.

Just now, as he passed the area of the broken sword, there was a powerful force in his subconscious to attract him.

That strength comes from this broken sword.

He had just rubbed the sword between his fingers. The body of the sword trembled and hissed, and drew a bloodstain on Fengxin's finger.

Red blood, dripping on the sword.

Feng Xin's eyes flashed. Could this sword hurt him?

You know, his body now, however, has been strengthened by Archaean dragon blood.

"Be careful." Ye Lingyue grabbed his hand and was about to check his wound.

But at this time, a burst of cracking sound, into the ears of two people.

The broken sword, which was only the size of Fengxin's palm, changed when it touched Fengxin's blood.

Originally dark, it was like a smoked sword body, like the surface of a mixture of dirt and dust. Large pieces of large pieces fell off, revealing the inside of the sword body.

"Is this?"

Ye Lingyue lost her voice.

On the sword, there is a powerful character "Nine".

Ye Lingyue's heart rate suddenly quickened.

This nine character, ye Lingyue looks at some familiar, is the Taizu Ye nameless handwriting.

On the title page of Ye's family tree, there are the same handwriting.

Jiulongyin, a broken sword that has not yet been refined, is actually jiulongyin.

At that time, ye Mingming, the great ancestor of the Ye family, came to participate in the world's first forging. However, because of Chen Hongru's frame up, he failed in the end and didn't refine jiulongyin, the divine weapon of the heavenly rank.

Unexpectedly, after more than 500 years, ye Lingyue will meet jiulongyin again in this warehouse where wastes are piled up.

When ye Lingyue tells Fengxin and longbaobao about the process of the matter, they are also deeply sorry.

"Sister Yue, your great ancestor is Ye Mingming? He was like long Wang, the founder of the dragon family, who once dominated the Chinese alchemists for a time. Unexpectedly, the truth of Ye Mingming's depression was so. Fortunately, Chen Hongru is dead. It's time for ye Mingming to close his eyes. " Longbaobao sighed.

Chen Hongru caused Ye Mingming to be ruined. Unexpectedly, more than 500 years later, Chen Hongru would be defeated by the descendants of Ye family.

All this is karma.

"No, just killing Chen Hongru is not enough. Taizu's last wish before he disappeared was to refine nine dragon chants. I have to meet nine dragon chants today. It's really the will of God. Taizu should want me to refine jiulongyin to help him fulfill his wish. Just as it happens, the jiulongyin, which has not been refined successfully, also has the component of crimson pearl nine leaf grass Ye Lingyue looks at the unfinished jiulongyin, and her eyes are more and more bright.

"Sister Yue, you don't want to re forge this nine dragon chant, do you? It's too difficult. It's even more difficult than refining a nine dragon chant again. " The Dragon bag was frightened by Ye Lingyue's bold idea.

As long as the alchemist knows, it is difficult to refine weapons.

However, it is more difficult to forge the failed spirit tools of others.

In particular, jiulongyin, which is a kind of spiritual instrument of the heavenly order, should not only be purified again, but also be melted into new materials to control the heat. If you are not careful, you will lose all your previous achievements, and you may even eat back."Long Bao Bao, you can rest assured. I only do what is certain. We don't have much time left. We have to "clean up" the storehouse for the four City Lords. " Ye Lingyue chest has a foot to say.

Six hours passed.

Ye Lingyue and longbaobao and others walked out of the warehouse.

The players who were waiting outside to watch a good play opened their eyes incredulously when they saw the material they had.

"Oriental envoy, we have found the right material. It's time for the next round of refining. " Ye Lingyue's face was red. When she thought of a pile of Tiancai Dibao in Hongmeng's sky, her eyes laughed into two new moons.

"The official final competition will be held after nightfall. The city Lord's house has already prepared drinks and dishes. Please follow the southern envoy to dinner." After the eastern envoy said that, ye Lingyue and others left.

Dongfang emissary went to the warehouse door and was ready to close the door. She recalled ye Lingyue's brilliant smile. She felt something was wrong. She subconsciously looked into the warehouse. At this glance, Dongfang made a big change.

The four City Lord and Luo Sansheng were talking when they heard the eastern emissary coming in a hurry.

"The city Lord, the event is bad, and all the things in the warehouse are gone."

Hearing this, the four City Lord was stunned and quickly followed the East envoy to the warehouse.

The four City Lord went into the warehouse and saw the scene in the warehouse. His old face was stiff and he almost didn't scold.

The huge storehouse, actually empty 90%, left behind, are some completely useless scrap iron.

"What is the matter! What about the things in the storehouse? Don't you take down all the storage spirit tools The four City lords are depressed.

"I don't know. The only ones who went in just now were the black brothers and sisters. They only took the basic materials, but didn't take much." The Oriental envoy also wanted to cry without tears.

She really didn't know how so many things in the warehouse had disappeared in six hours.

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