Chapter 540

At the same time, Lian Ruolan and Ma Xiaowei came. Recently, Ma Xiaowei was a little depressed. Lian Ruolan has been interested in Li Heizi since he took someone to save the disciples of lingyao mountain last time.

Ma Xiaowei didn't do it for himself. He muttered that he had promised someone to take care of Lian Ruolan, but now, Lian Ruolan has changed his mind. If ye Kong comes back, how can he explain?

Standing in the crowd, Lian Ruolan looked at a black man dressed in red flowers who was greeting Lian fanchen on the steps. There was a faint smile in her eyes. It's really very similar. The action, expression and personality are exactly the same. But is it him? Lian Ruolan is not sure yet.

At this time, a female disciple of the Hunyuan sect sent a small gift. Ma Xiaowei smiled at the female disciple, "did you give it wrong? We are all disciples of the sect. Come to dinner and get gifts? We didn't send gifts."

The female disciple laughed, "all those who come are guests. This is the rule set by our new patriarch. Not only those who come to dinner have gifts, but also those who don't come will send gifts to the door."

"What a big pen!" Ma Xiaowei was surprised. Now there are tens of thousands of monks in the Hunyuan sect. Although the magic fruit is cheap, it also requires a hundred spirit stones, and two for each person is millions of spirit stones. Hunyuan sect is so rich, why are they still in arrears with the pensions of the dead of all factions?

In fact, Ma Xiaowei didn't know that although these magic fruits were worth a hundred spirit stones, it would take time to replace them with spirit stones. Tens of thousands of magic fruits would be sold for several years. How could so many monks buy them?

On the other hand, ye Kong can drag the money of the dead, but he can't mistreat the living. You should know that the living is more important to him. Of course, there is one last point. Mr. Ye hopes that the disciples of all major sects will be addicted to magic fruit. Hey, then the magic fruit of Hunyuan sect will not be difficult to sell.

Seeing Ma Xiaowei's surprise, the female disciple of Hunyuan sect closed her mouth and said with a smile, "it's not that she's a big hand, but that our new patriarch said that important news will be announced at today's dinner."

Lian Ruolan's heart suddenly jumped for no reason when she heard the news. What news?

In fact, ye Kong did so grandly today. He really had his own purpose, that is, to recover in public!

Hey, hey, we are also the leader of a sect now. Who else are we afraid of? Shidingfeng? He is now hiding in Qingming Valley to heal his wounds. Even if he comes, he is not afraid to fuck me? First ask my five little brothers!

Refining mortal dust? It's impossible. This guy has no hatred for himself.

As for the barbarian monk alliance, don't mention it.

So ye Kong is ready to show his true body. And there is another reason. I will officially become the patriarch of Hunyuan sect soon. My name and portrait are to enter the ancestral hall of Hunyuan hall. I can't use a false name as the patriarch, can I? This is too childish.

Just a few words of greetings with Lian fanchen, ancestor Huang Hao came with a bunch of people from Lian Qizong.

At the door, someone immediately sang, "the weapon refining sect is the master of the family, and send a piece of golden brick, a top-grade magic weapon!"

Ye Kong fainted. Huang Hao said before that he would make a brick magic instrument for him. Unexpectedly, he really came. But you are brick, and you have a good name, golden big brick, good soil!

Huang Hao also felt earthy. He laughed and came over to laugh at himself.

But before he opened his mouth, the man from the sword dock behind came.

The weapon smelting sect refined all kinds of magic instruments, including offensive, defensive, auxiliary and all inclusive. But the sword dock is different. They only make weapons, and only make offensive magic weapons in the shape of swords.

The weapon refining sect is inherited from the ancient weapon sect, an ancient family pioneer, and has excellent skills in making weapons.

At the same time, the Dharma protector immortal of the country accidentally found that ouyangtie was a metallic spiritual root. He was overjoyed and took ouyangtie to practice from then on.

Then ouyangtie practiced while forging iron, and finally became a great master, creating the Ouyang family of Xiuxian family. Later, the Ouyang family produced several figures with excellent cultivation, pushed the Ouyang family to Ding Sheng, and finally transformed from the Xiuxian family into the Xiuxian sect. Because their skills of making swords also declined, they called themselves the sword dock.

The so-called craft has expertise. Although the weapon refining sect is the refining mortal who makes magic tools, he has been getting along with this uneducated guy for a long time. Naturally, he doesn't care about his name. He twists his long beard, thinks a little, and slowly says, "this brick is as white as jade. I don't think it's suitable to call it golden brick, or it's called mutton white jade board."

Ye Kong smiled bitterly in his heart. Lanolin white jade board was used to describe tofu. Originally, it was a little imposing to pat people with bricks. If you changed tofu to pat people... It would be a world apart. In his heart, he would rather call it a golden brick.

Huang Hao didn't agree with the name either. He shook his head and picked up the white jade like brick. With a flash of spiritual power, the jade white brick immediately glowed with gold and dazzling brilliance.

"Old man Lian, I'm a real gold brick, not a white goat fat jade." Huang Hao complained.

Lian fanchen pinched the end of his beard again. After a little thought, he had it again.

"I think it's called a gold inlaid white jade board."

Ye Kong fainted. Well, now it's fried tofu.

Their joke and tit for tat atmosphere eased a lot. Huang Hao turned his head to stare at ouyangjun and asked, "what treasure did you refine in the sword fortress?"

Ouyangjun snorted coldly, raised his hand and pulled out a long black knife from the storage ring. The knife was as long as a sword, with a thin and straight blade, but it had a radian, like a knife and a sword. As soon as he held it in his hand, a strong breath rushed to his face.

"Good knife!" Ye Kong and the people around him suddenly blurted out.

Ouyangjun said proudly, "the weapons of our sword dock focus on momentum and light decoration. The sword focuses on lightness and flexibility, and the sword is different from the sword. The real good sword is as high as the mountain and as deep as the sea. Once you start, you will seize the opportunity with momentum; once you make a move, you will weigh more than 10000 kilograms, like a mountain toppling and roaring like the sea, leaving no chance for each other!"

"Well said!" Cao Guang clapped his hands and said, "I didn't expect that the sword dock's knife making technology should be so superb. When refining the knife, the highest and super knife skills are included in the knife. Once this knife is produced, who will compete!"

Ye Kong looked at such a good knife and was fascinated. Although he was mainly a fairy, supplemented by sword repair, he couldn't help but put it down when he met this kind of good knife. He quickly picked it up and kept thanking ouyangjun.

Now Huang Hao was dissatisfied. The old man snorted, "after talking for a long time, it's not so good. We are all immortals. Who takes a big knife to cut people? If you are used by people in the secular Wulin, it's OK. It's useless to give it to the friar."