Jiang Bixia gave him a silent squint and stuffed the flying blanket into his arms. Of course, she didn't forget to bring the storage bag in sun Dongwei's hand.

"It's not just a flying carpet. I'm afraid I'll rob you?"

As Jiang Bixia said this, she couldn't wait to open the storage bag again and wanted to count the number of all kinds of spirit tools in it.

However, before she started counting, she found a note in it.

What is written on the note is the number of all kinds of spirit tools and the level description.

"There are a hundred flying spirit tools!"

Seeing the number of flying spirit tools, Jiang Bixia couldn't help exclaiming, "Master Lu is so powerful!"

Sun Dongwei nodded approvingly, "even if the Xuan level flying spirit is not as good as the ground level flying spirit, it has been coveted by countless people.

After all, so far, there are still very few practitioners with flying spirit tools. "

Of course, what sun Dongwei didn't say was that Lu Zijia could refine 200 mysterious level spirit tools in just one day, which was just the level of demons.

If it gets out, it will certainly cause a big sensation.

However, as Master Lu is now, it's nothing even if it's spread.

After simply calculating the selling price of these spirit tools, sun Dongwei and his wife decided to leave 20 flying spirit tools for the sun family to use or to attract magicians.

Half an hour later, the sale of flying spirit tools in sun's shop soon spread in nylon king city.

Of course, some well-informed people outside the king city soon got the news and were rushing to the King City in person as soon as possible in order to buy a flying spirit weapon.

The sun family's mysterious flying spirit weapon costs 10 million spirit stones, and the price is not high.

If the sun family hadn't been in a hurry to return the account, it would have sold more than 20 million Lingshi at the auction.

However, even if it was sold at the price of 10 million Lingshi, the sun family had made a lot of money, so the sun family didn't think it was a loss or a pity.

Sun's house.

In the courtyard where Lu Zijia and Mu Tianyan live.

"For me? What is it? "

Liang yingyue took the bright yellow scroll from Lu Zijia, and her face was full of doubts.

Lu Zijia shrugged and motioned her to open it.

Looking at her cousin who suddenly sold the key, Liang yingyue couldn't help adding a little curiosity, and then slowly opened the scroll in her hand.

When she saw the contents on the scroll, Liang yingyue was shocked, "holy, holy decree?! Cousin, how can you have the imperial edict of Hongtian Empire? And it's still such a decree... "

"Ask the emperor before leaving."

Lu Zijia spoke very easily, but Liang yingyue was frightened.

"Cousin, for this purpose, you, you won't promise Hong Tiansheng what?"

Liang yingyue frowned and felt very uneasy.

Knowing what she was worried about, Lu Zijia quickly waved her hand and denied, "of course not. The Emperor owes me a lot of kindness over the years. It's just asking him for a decree. It's nothing."

In fact, Emperor Hong Tian wanted her to ask for more edicts!

After all, in this way, Emperor Hong Tian didn't have to worry about what problems she would raise with returning human favor.

Seeing that her cousin didn't seem to be lying, Liang yingyue put down her heart.

If her cousin agrees to Hong Tiansheng's request for her, she will blame herself.

After all, for so many years, it was her cousin who protected their mother and son, but they couldn't help her. She was really ashamed to be a cousin.