Chapter 1479

On the way back to the hotel, Fang Zhenghua was so dizzy that he didn't hear what the old rascal said to him.

Back to the hotel, Monan immediately found Chang Xu, took the old man directly to the bedroom, and then threw a lot of Lingbao on the bed.

When Rao Shi saw Chang Xu, he couldn't help but stare and murmur:

"Son of a bitch, did you rob?"

If it wasn't for robbery, he couldn't figure out how Monan got so many Lingbao in a short time.

Mo Nan is obviously not satisfied with the word robbery. As a good young man in the 21st century, how can such bad things have anything to do with him

"Pay attention to the words. Robbery is business, but the business scope of each person may be different."

Long empty mouth a smoke.

How could he tell that the boy was just trying to be reasonable.

Just be happy.

"Let me see." It's a rare chance to get in touch with so many Lingbao. Chang Xu suddenly got excited and picked up the Lingbao on the bed one by one, nodding or shaking his head from time to time

"Well, jinghun flag, the refining technique is good. Unfortunately, one fabric is misused in the raw material. Otherwise, it will be more powerful..."

"This is the disillusionment mirror?"

As soon as he saw the Lingbao he had developed, Chang Xu became excited and kept commenting on it

"Wrong, wrong, the array here is not right..."

"Tut, you see, the depiction of this array is really rough. Today's young people just don't want to make progress."

"Well, this sword is not bad."

……

There are more than ten pieces of spiritual treasures on the bed, including the black flag and long sword that Mo Nan just got from wusen. They are all divided into two piles by Mo's head on the bed.

One of them is that Lao Motou thinks the refining is good, and the other is that Chang Xu doesn't like it.

Of course, just because he doesn't look up to others doesn't mean others don't look up to him. In fact, apart from the treasure refiners, how many of them can see the quality of Lingbao?

No,

Monan's idea is very simple. Those Lingbao that can be refined will not move. As for those who can't pass the standard, go back and find a way to exchange them with the people of crling'er or other big families. In name, it's a friendly exchange meeting. In a word, how can we sell these Lingbao that can't pass the standard.

As for the Lingbao, the old rascal has made plans for it. He doesn't need it himself. But he Meixin's forces should be used. He simply leaves them to this woman to deal with.

In addition, there is sun Tu

Speaking of sun Tu.

This guy has disappeared recently, but it's not that he left without saying goodbye again, but that the old rascal has arranged a task for him.

The blood temple is indeed destroyed, but the old hooligans have to admit that organizations like the blood temple will appear sooner or later.

However, the new one is not necessarily called the blood temple.

Since all things in the world exist, there must be a reason for their existence. The old rascal also figured it out. In addition, he planned to destroy a blood temple in the future, but it was too troublesome.

Otherwise, it would be safer for such organizations to be in their own hands.

Therefore, the new task he assigned to sun TU was to gather the remaining forces of the blood temple and make it reappear. The difference was that the future blood temple would not accept the task of assassinating ordinary people.

That's enough. As for the disputes between the warriors, the old hooligans can't manage them, and they don't have the heart to manage them.

After all, where there are people, there will be resentment. No one can guarantee that those who go to the blood temple to issue a mission will have evil intentions.

What he wants to do is to make sure that this force is in sun Tu's hands. As long as he says a word, then the blood temple will never take over the task of pressing someone.

"After all, I've compromised."

Monan shook his head and laughed bitterly.

He didn't want to deceive himself and let the temple of blood reappear, which proved that he had changed his original idea. There was no explanation.

Fortunately, the old hooligan does not like to add to their own distress, and soon, he bowed his head and looked at the Lingbao on the bed happily.

Beautiful, beautiful drop!

Suddenly, as if Mo Nan felt something, he suddenly raised his head and looked out of the window of the hotel.

At the same time, Chang Xu, who was in the room, was shocked and then laughed

"Ha ha, it's a big deal!"

Hearing this, the old rascal looked at him in shock and fear, and there were countless question marks in his heart.

Is this something to do with these old men? It's too

After a while, Monan couldn't come back and shook his head with a wry smile. Sure enough, compared with the movements made by these bad old men, what he did was really insignificant.

At present, he set a small goal in his heart. In the future, he must work harder to make things worse. Well, it's such a happy decision When the old rascal's side is stable. The Taoist temple. Between 100000 mountains“ This is it? " Shi Jun floats in the air, points to a big mountain in front of him, quietly faces the ground and asks Yang Zifeng“ Well Yang Zifeng nodded heavily, his face full of joy and expectation“ Well, get out of the way After confirming the position, Shi Jun's face flashed some solemnity, then bowed his head and asked Yang Zifeng. Hearing this, Yang Zifeng turned his eyes. Although you are Wu Zun and I am King Wu, you are not aiming at me. You don't need to. I have to get out of the way for you? Don't you want face? In the heart so think, but Yang Zifeng's legs, or honest with the master ran out of a hundred meters. Until Yang Zifeng ran away, Shi Jun took a deep breath. Then, his old hand pressed hard in front of him... Boom! In mid air, suddenly a thick ancient book appeared. There were no words in the book. The huge book went straight down to the top of the mountain. Wuzun has been able to use the power of heaven and earth. With this blow, Shi Jun destroyed most of the top of the mountain, and then large pieces of falling rocks began to roll down from the top of the mountain. In the distance, looking at this scene, Yang Zifeng sighed with emotion. At the same time, his eyes faintly envied and envied. He knew in his heart that what Shi Jun had just used was not pure spiritual power, but heavenly script. The book of heaven is the most precious thing between heaven and earth. What's more, it's not something that can be snatched. For example, Shi Jun was born with a vision. This book of heaven, like the julingzhu in Monan's body, has long been integrated with his master. Wuzuna. Yang Zifeng sighed wistfully. King Wu is the ceiling of the lower martial arts. He has been stuck in this realm for hundreds of years and has not been able to take a step. But Shi Jun, who seems to be the oldest, is actually the youngest of them. He ignores the so-called ceiling theory and breaks through wuzun deeply.