C27

It was dawn. Lying in the valley in the morning light was the laughter of Zhu Yue. The Spirit kept watch over a furnace of scrap iron in a daze. He sat for a quarter of an hour throwing blackstone into the bottom of the furnace.

Clap clap clap. The flames rose again. Although it was just scrap metal, the swords it forged were stronger than ordinary swords. Fortunately, he still had a Rank 4 Soul Stone.

He would search for treasures in the midst of trash and refine again.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Yue jumped to Ling Jun's side, sword in hand.

Ling Jun rolled his eyes and said, "You have the Pamir Soul, so I'll pick up some scrap metal."

Zhu Yue laughed out loud, her soft body dancing along with the west wind like a fairy in a mountain, unspeakably moving in her heart and soul. "Right, we can't waste it. We'll just refine a few dozen. If it's broken, we'll switch."

"Go play on the side." Ling Jun really wanted to kill her with a palm strike.

"Don't be discouraged, I gave you a piece of strange iron. I stole it from home." Zhu Yue handed Ling Jun a wooden box as she spoke.

Ling Du's eyes lit up as she hurriedly grabbed the box and threw it into the furnace. "She must act quickly and not give her any chance to go back on her words." I'm going to start my training now, stay away from me. "

"Country bumpkin, isn't it just a piece of iron?" Zhu Yue rolled her eyes at him and turned to leave.

"Wait, give me all the iron grade equipment you have." All of the Spirit would pour out the swords that he had prepared and continuously throw them into the furnace.

"I'll take a thousand of your pills." Zhu Yue handed over all the stolen weapons to Ling Jun.

Ling Jun couldn't care less about the elixir, what Zhu Yue gave him was top grade iron ore, star fragments. A material for forging weapons that came from beyond the heavens. He was iron, the essence that could absorb all materials needed for artifact forging.

They only hated the fact that the weapons in front of them were too few in number. The stardust that was thrown into the furnace was enough to absorb the essence of ten thousand pounds of ordinary iron and stone.

This time, the sword refinement took three days and three nights. During this time, he used his spiritual energy to search for blackstone nearby, and in the end, he could only chop wood and use his true strength to destroy fire to refine iron and stone essence.

He had only used 100 scimitars, but his had used several thousand pounds of weapons. "The thing that she could not bear the most was the fact that the second sword was the same shape as the first." Can't you change your appearance? "

Swap? It wasn't that he couldn't, but he didn't want to. In order to stop her mouth, the sword was engraved with the word "soul."

Zhu Yue still wanted to sneak attack, but unfortunately, she didn't succeed. By the time she wanted to channel her spiritual sense into her body, her spirit had already been imprinted.

"Haha, I don't need to change my sword for at least a year." Ling Jun gripped his sword and slashed at the cold pond.

Boom, hualala. Water Curtain Sky Hua, silver light flashed. "Grasp his hand and show some strength." The star fragments, my feeling is back. "

"Only now did Zhu Yue understand why Ling Jun stole his things." Great liar, I want to trade with you! " The furious Zhu Yue flashed to Ling Jun's side, intending to snatch the sword.

Ling Du sheathed her sword, "Let's go, I'll bring you to snatch the good stuff."

"Don't change the topic. Change the sword." Zhu Yue stopped him from leaving.

Ling Jun said, "No, we're only starting. There are many good things in the world. Keep your eyes far away."

"Your eyes are wide open. Go and snatch the good stuff. Give me that broken sword." She was no longer changing.

"Wait till I get my hands on the real Yan Soul Sword." Ling Du purposely spoke out her thoughts to see Zhu Yue's attitude.

Zhu Yue smiled and bowed. Dream on, that's our family's sword. "

"Is it at your house?" Ling Xun asked. As he spoke, he took a step forward.

"Of course. Oh, you impersonated a member of the royal family because you wanted to steal our sword. Stop dreaming, the Old Ancestor of the Sword Saint has been looking at it every single day and I didn't even get a chance to look at it. Zhu Yue sincerely despised Ling Jun.

"Ling Jun didn't tell her much. How would she know about the upper echelons of the family?" Let's go snatch the Red Magic Staff first. "

Zhu Yue suddenly stopped, "You want to challenge the mages?" The people from that night? "

"Assassination." Ling Jun was filled with confidence, just like when he held the Mortal Soul Sword.

Zhu Yue's mouth twitched, "What is your real cultivation level?" This person was too daring. With its terrifying strength, it was still able to fight against the gigantic beasts even after being heavily injured. He was still recovering from his injuries and was thinking about robbing again.

Was robbing more interesting than stealing?

"What's so special about this staff?" Zhu Yue's face was also burning. They were filled with anticipation.

"It's nothing special. I just want to steal it for money." Ling Jun had said it in a very casual manner.

Zhu Yue instantly lost her interest, "Then why don't you just directly steal the money?"

"Take the money as well." Ling Jun took advantage of the situation and said.

"Bandits." The mysteriousness of the spiritual energy in his heart was greatly reduced.

Ling Jun said, "Stealing is stealing, stealing is king. Let's see what you'll snatch. "

"Young man, you can only walk far with your feet on the ground." Zhu Yue said calmly, making it seem like she understood him quite well.

"So right now, all I'm going to do is steal the staff." Ling Jun smiled and moved.

Zhu Yue cursed him as he chased after her.

Mount Dragonspine, Freedom City. The capital was a bloodthirsty place. The name of the city was free, and so were the people inside.

Freedom and indulgence often mean the same thing. You're not guilty of killing anyone here, you deserve to be killed.

Such a city would naturally have all sorts of influences. Among them, the strongest power was the Iron Blood Union, which was an assassination organization.

This organization was not only famous in the Free City, but was also one of the top powers in the country. Without a powerful shield, how could he do as he pleased within the imperial city's sphere of influence? It was rumored that he was the head of a powerful family in the imperial capital. Of course, there were also those who said that he was a peerless saint. Who was it? I'm afraid the only person who knows is him.

The second power was an organization called the Prodigal Association. The members are basically wanted in eleven cities. Even though their cultivation wasn't high, they killed people with bloodthirst as strong as life itself.

There was no need to mention the lonely swordsman from the other small factions.

"It's interesting to rob in a bandit's den." Standing at the city gate, Ling Du muttered.

"Don't forget, there are two groups of people chasing after you." Zhu Yue patted his shoulder as she tried to hold back her laughter.

Two groups of people are nothing. The day of the great army chasing me is still far away. Ling Jun pretended to exclaim, "Including Lang, there are three groups."

"I must kill that scum." Zhu Yue frowned angrily. She was angry at the thought of the damn man being arrogant. "How dare you doubt my identity?" Hurry up and teach me magic, and when you try to rob me, you'll gain another bit of power. "

Ling Du giggled, "You are responsible for taking me to escape when I am seriously injured."

Back in the day, this was how he and Zhu Xian divided the work. Every time they robbed a treasure, he would always be the main attacker, and Zhu Xian would be the one to reserve the power to escape. Now it was the same combination again, only he had reincarnated, and his accomplice had become his descendant. "Can we keep combining them?" "Well, wizards, swordsmen are invincible."

"You're still a Mage, and you know how to use soul skills and Phantom Skills. You're just lacking a divine skill!" Zhu Yue's face was filled with displeasure. Damn, this guy is a freak. There was no such person in the royal family.

"Divine technique?" I haven't reached the level of being able to execute divine skills yet. Once my cultivation has arrived, I will be one with the Six Saints. " The spirit was bold and powerful.

Clap clap clap. Zhu Yue clapped her hands with all her might, but kept hitting Ling Jun with her mouth, "You are the most boastful person I've ever seen. Your namesake was just one of the Three Saints, and he disappeared. "No matter how strong you are, you still have a piece of sky above you."