Grasping Evil

That night, the Mo family held a banquet, and the four masters took turns toasting and entertaining the young master Ning Fan.

If everyone was still dissatisfied with Ning Fan before, now they are no longer dissatisfied with him.

At the wine table, Ning Fan had an easy-going smile and a good conversation, which made Wu Lan and Mo Rushui both look splendid, but Ye Huan and Fang Nuo, the two old men, were extremely dissatisfied with Ning Fan.

Ning Fan's alcohol intake is too bad! Two glasses of water and wine, even walking is shaking. As a demon cultivator, it's too embarrassing to drink badly!

Surely no one is perfect...

The moonlight entered the house, the banquet dispersed, and the three patriarchs said their goodbyes. In the hall, only Mo Rushui, who was sipping a glass of wine, and Ning Fan, who was lying unconscious at the wine table, were left.

Mo Rushui's red lips pursed slightly, and suddenly smiled, "Everyone is gone, the dignified young master Qimei, are you still relying on your subordinates to pretend to be drunk?"

Following Mo Rushui's words, Ning Fan, who was originally drunk as mud, flashed in his eyes, his mana swayed, forced out the smell of alcohol, and said with a smile, "I'm laughing. It's business. Fairy Mo, can you tell me now about the matter of burning the soul and iron."

"Young master really wants that soul-burning iron?"

"It's not absolutely necessary. I just want to add spirit to the magic weapon. If the owner is in trouble, I can also add other magical powers."

Ning Fan opened his mouth, and a starlight flew out, turning into a long sword that was as crystal clear as water in his hand, which was cut away and handed to Mo Rushui.

"It's this sword. Fairy Mo helps me to think about it. What kind of magical power is attached to this sword, which is the most suitable. Ning has no idea about the spirit attached."

Mo Rushui took the Zhanli Sword, but didn't care at first. After all, she is a 'Pill Treasure' level spiritual master, and it is not difficult to refine Jin Xuan Lingwu. She could see at a glance that this sword was only a low-grade beginner.

He was a little unhappy in his heart, and secretly said, if the dignified 'Burning Soul' spirit iron was attached to a low-grade magic weapon, wouldn't it bury the name of 'Burning Soul'?

But as soon as he took over the sword, Mo Rushui was startled at first, this sword is so light! It is not that this sword has no weight, but that this sword can be held in the hand, and the sword can be united, just like one's own arm, and naturally it does not feel its weight.

"'Man and sword are one'... The person who refines this sword is very skillful, far above the concubine..."

She gave a sincere compliment, and no longer dared to underestimate Zhan Li Jian, and looked at Zhan Li carefully.

Bright as a star, as cold as autumn water, as thin as a cicada's wings, and as stern as a flying dragon... This sword is obviously only a low-grade first-level magic weapon, but the feeling it gives Mo is like water, but the word 'shock' cannot be used to describe it.

Sometimes she frowned, sometimes her red lips were slightly parted, sometimes she was happy, sometimes puzzled, sometimes confused, sometimes surprised, as if the expressions of her whole life were used on her pretty face.

And her beautiful eyes, staring at the sword body, the eye-catching starlight, a bit of shock in her heart, more and more intense.

"This, this is... Dare to ask the young master, know the origin of this sword!"

"This sword was made by me, how could I not know..." Ning Fan picked up his chopsticks and ate the leftovers from the wine table at will, not at all disgusted.

He was poor all his life, and at the most difficult time, he even competed with pigs and dogs for food, how could he care about leftovers.

"What, this sword was actually made by the young master?!" Mo Rushui's expression changed, and his face was full of confusion. He never imagined that the master refining master he admired was actually the young master in front of him.

"Young Master knows that this sword contains a trace of debris from the ancient stars..."

"Naturally I know. I am a disciple of the master, and I am an ancient demon.

Enough to control this 'immemorial divine weapon'! "

"It turns out that the young master knows. It seems that yesterday's vision of 'stars appearing in the sun' must have been triggered by the young master... The ancient god soldier, I never imagined that my concubine was fortunate enough to see one in this life... The young master really wanted this sword Enchanted!"

Mo Rushui's expression was a little eager to try. What an honor it is for a spirit master to be able to enchant the ancient divine weapon!

"Yes, what kind of supernatural power is attached, but it is up to Fairy Mo to make the decision." Ning Fan smiled slightly, giving Mo Rushui the right to decide, which is a respect for the attached spiritual master.

"Hey... An ancient divine weapon, a peerless sword that can be promoted... From the bottom of my heart, my concubine is very willing to attach the 'Burning Soul' supernatural power to the young master. The burning soul supernatural power is a 'virtual' level supernatural power, yes Void-shattering old monsters are only qualified to enchant a good thing. It will never be wasted on this sword... At the level of a concubine's 'Pill Treasure' level enchantment, only one supernatural power can be attached, if other supernatural powers are attached, it will not be With 'Burning Soul', it's a bit of a waste..."

Mo Rushui was talking to himself there, it seemed that it was difficult to choose, while Ning Fan was full of doubts. He knew almost nothing about the art of enchanting spirits.

Listening to Mo Rushui's words, it seems that a magic weapon can be attached to several supernatural powers, but her level is not enough, so she can only attach one.

Listening to Mo Rushui's words, "spirit iron" is needed to enchant the magic weapon. Ning Fan didn't know what spirit iron was, but it didn't prevent him from understanding. Thinking about it, it must be some kind of special fairy ore, and when it is attached to the spirit, it is essential.

The 'Burning Soul' spirit iron, since it is called the 'Void' grade spirit iron, one can imagine how precious it is.

Ning Fan had the memory of the Immortal Emperor, and his eyesight was astonishing. He could see that Mo Rushui had an embarrassed look on her face.

"If Fairy Mo has any difficulties, don't attach the 'Burning Soul' supernatural power." Ning Fan shook his head and laughed. He didn't really care about attaching the supernatural power. He just attached one, it was better than nothing.

"There are some difficulties... First of all, the Soul Burning Iron is the possession of City Lord Han. The concubine dared to ask the Young Master, the Young Master asks himself, do you have the right to use this thing?"

"Well, there should be. Master and I have a life-and-death friendship... With his piece of spirit iron, he will make a big noise if he wants to come, but he won't be really angry..."

Ning Fan shook his head with a smile. He could imagine that if the old demon knew that he had used his Soul Burning Iron, he would be furious and shouted, "I have suffered a loss".

But the old devil is just talking about it, he will not be really angry, the old devil is very generous to himself.

"Really, the young master and the city master seem to get along very well..." Mo Rushui gave Ning Fan a meaningful look.

As far as she knew, the old demon had received countless disciples, and although he treated each of them well, he had never treated any one, Ning Fan was so good. It seems that the two are very similar in temperament.

If Mo Rushui knew that Ning Fan and Lao Mo, who destroyed Tianli Sect side by side, were the culprits of countless old monsters in the Rain World, she would not have asked more questions.

In the battle of Tianli, Ning Fan and Lao Mo gave each other life and death. The old demon is very casual, and Ning Fan is also free and easy.

Mo Rushui sighed faintly, but what he sighed was the tragic encounter of the old demon. The old demon has received countless apprentices in his life, but every time he accepts the apprentice, he will die... and the only one who is not dead has become the pain of the old demon's life...

Such an old demon, but he accepted Ning Fan as his apprentice, and treated him as his own. Thinking about it, it was a rare fate for Ning Fan and the old demon.

"Since the young master has the confidence to use this iron, the concubine will not say much. Then the concubine, I recommend the young master, and this sword has the magical power of 'Burning Soul' attached to it. There is just one more question..."

"Oh? What's the problem, but it's okay to say it. Although I have limited knowledge about the spirit, my knowledge in other aspects is not bad. Maybe I can help Fairy Mo solve the trouble..."

"Another problem is... that soul-burning iron has been contaminated by a strange magic ore... The effect of enchantment may be greatly reduced. This point should be notified to the young master in advance." Mo Rushui Meidai apologized, as An enchantress who attaches flawed magical powers to guests is discredited.

"Oh? The soul-burning iron was actually contaminated by the magic mine? Interesting... Fairy Mo would like to take Ning to see the soul-burning iron. Perhaps, Ning is sure to wash the iron, maybe."

"If this is the case, the concubine must be the young master, with the most perfect magical power!" Mo Rushui stood up happily, with a hint of fanaticism in her beautiful eyes. There was no patience at all, and regardless of how late it was, he immediately took Ning Fan to see the spirit iron.

This made Ning Fan quite speechless. Are the famous spirit masters and artifact refiners all treasure refiners?

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In the Mo Family Treasure Room, Mo Rushui did not know where the mechanism was, and a deep tunnel suddenly appeared on the ground, leading to nowhere.

Ning Fan followed Mo Rushui and went all the way down the tunnel, probably down to the depth of a thousand feet.

In the deepest part, there is a three-zhang-square secret room, made of 'Broken God Silver'. This kind of immortal ore is not only hard, but also has the wonderful effect of shielding spiritual thoughts. It is extremely precious.

In the secret room, there was nothing but a jade table in the center, on which was a piece of iron ore that was half red and half black.

The red half, with a slight heat, Ning Fan sensed it with his spiritual sense, but he was not careful, and was burned away by the fiery heat. If Ning Fan's spiritual sense hadn't been withdrawn in time, he would have been injured.

Is this the Soul Burning Iron? Unexpectedly, it is possible to burn Spiritual Mind. If this magical power is attached to the sword and cut out with one sword, wouldn’t it be possible to cut off even the enemy’s spiritual thoughts!

Void-level supernatural powers, really can not be underestimated...

And Ning Fan's eyes fell on the black mineral again, this time, he showed extremely puzzled eyes.

It seems familiar, and it seems unfamiliar, for a moment and a half, I can't think of it.

Mo Rushui stood there respectfully, not daring to disturb Ning Fan's thoughts.

After a while, Ning Fan approached the jade table and touched the black mine, his expression uncertain.

His face was calm, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves.

"Huanhe Iron... In "Yin-Yang Change", a kind of divine iron is recorded... This iron has no other use. Cultivation method, self-contained space, accommodating the cauldron... With this item, the magic cultivator can capture thousands of women and carry it with him..."