There is still an hour left, and it is necessary to find another crimson bead nine-leaf clover.

The spiritual grass of the purple pearl nine-leaf grass is rare on the mainland. The last time Ye Lingyue was able to find it, it was because of Yan Jiu's blessing that he bought one from the underground Yan Temple.

But Yan Jiu also said that even in the underground Yan Palace, there is only one crimson pearl nine-leaf grass.

It is also one of Ye Lingyue's materials for refining Nine Dragons, the most difficult to find, second only to the material of Taikoo Dragon's Blood.

Ye Lingyue looked around, and as expected, after some searching, she found nothing.

"Sister Yue, otherwise, we will be half of each other." Long Baobao suggested.

"No, then both of us will fail in the refining process. I'll see if I can find other spirit grasses that can replace the purple bead nine-leaf clover."

Ye Lingyue thought to herself, at this moment, it's really hard to kill a hero with a penny.

If there is a chance, she must plant a bunch of nine-leaf grass in Hongmengtian.

Ye Lingyue said, and reluctantly searched for it again. At this time, she noticed Feng Xin's strange behavior.

Feng Xin was standing not far away.

I saw that he was playing with a black thing that looked like a broken sword with great interest.

In this warehouse of the Sifang City Lord, there are a lot of similar weapons that have not been fully refined, and some are just thrown aside at will.

As the head of the Feng Mansion, Feng Xin has seen many treasures. Most of the things in this treasure house he doesn't like, but he is interested in a broken sword, which makes Ye Lingyue very surprised.

"Feng Xin, what are you holding?"

Ye Lingyue wondered.

"It seems to be a sword. Although it has not been completely refined, it is very sharp." In Feng Xin's eyes, the light of interest flashed. While speaking, Feng Xin tapped the dark object with his knuckles.

Wu Zhong uses swords, so he has a natural sharpness for swords.

Just now, when he was passing by this piece of sword wreckage, there was a powerful force in his subconscious that was attracting him.

That power comes from this broken sword.

between his fingers,

Just after rubbing the sword, the body of the sword suddenly trembled, and with a snort, a bloodstain was drawn on Feng Xin's finger.

Bright red blood dripped on the sword.

Feng Xin's eyes flashed with strange colors, this sword could actually hurt him?

You must know that his current body has been strengthened by the ancient dragon blood.

"Be careful." Ye Lingyue grabbed his hand and was about to check his wound.

But at this moment, a cracking sound entered the ears of the two of them.

That broken sword, the size of Feng Xin's palm, changed when it touched Feng Xin's blood.

The original black lacquer, like a smoky blade, was like a mixture of dirt and dust on the surface. Large pieces fell off, revealing the blade inside.

"This is?"

Ye Lingyue was dumbfounded.

On the sword, a powerful word "nine" was engraved.

Ye Lingyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

These nine characters, Ye Lingyue looked a little familiar, it was the handwriting of Taizu Ye Wuming.

The title page of the Ye family tree has the same handwriting.

Jiulongyin, this broken sword that has not yet been refined is actually Jiulongyin.

Back then, Ye Wuming, the grandfather of the Ye family, came to participate in the world's first forging, but because of Chen Hongru's frame-up, he ultimately fell short, and he did not refine into the Nine Dragons of Heavenly Rank Divine Weapon.

Unexpectedly, after a lapse of more than five hundred years, Ye Lingyue would meet Jiulongyin again in this warehouse where waste was piled up.

When Ye Lingyue told Feng Xin and Long Baobao what had happened, the two of them were equally embarrassed.

"Sister Yue, it turns out that your ancestor is Senior Ye Wuming? He is the same as our Long Family Taizu Longwang, who used to be a powerful figure in the world of alchemists in the mainland. Unexpectedly, the truth of the depression of Senior Ye Wuming was actually That's it. Fortunately, the despicable villain Chen Hongru is dead, and the old senior Ye Wuming should also rest his eyes." Long Baobao sighed with emotion.

Chen Hongru caused Ye Wuming to lose his reputation. Unexpectedly, after more than 500 years, Chen Hongru would be defeated by the descendants of the Ye family.

All of this is really karmic retribution.

"No, it's not enough to just kill Chen Hongru. Taizu's last wish before he disappeared was to refine the Nine Dragons. I have to meet the Nine Dragons today. It's really God's will. Taizu should want me to refine it. Jiulongyin, help him fulfill his wish. It just so happens that this unrefined Jiulongyin also contains the ingredients of the purple bead and nine-leaf clover." Ye Lingyue looked at the unfinished Jiulongyin, her eyes getting brighter and brighter. .

"Sister Yue, don't you want to re-forge this Jiulong Yin? It's too difficult, even more difficult than re-refining a Jiulong Yin." Long Baobao was caught by Ye Lingyue's bold thoughts , startled.

As long as the alchemist knows, refining tools is difficult.

But it is even more difficult to re-forge the spiritual weapons that others have failed to refine.

Especially for a spiritual tool like Jiulongyin, a heaven-ranked spiritual tool, not only must be re-purified, but also new materials must be melted to control the heat.

"Long Baobao, don't worry, I will only do what I am sure of. There is not much time left, and we have to help Sifang City Lord 'clean up' the warehouse." Ye Lingyue said confidently. .

Six hours passed.

Ye Lingyue, Long Baobao and others walked out of the warehouse.

Those players who were waiting outside and planning to watch a good show opened their eyes in disbelief when they saw the materials in their hands.

"Eastern envoy, we have found the right materials. We can enter the next round of refining." Ye Lingyue's face was flushed, and when she thought of the extra treasures in Hongmeng Tian, ​​her eyes Laughed into two new moons.

"The official final match will be held after dark. The City Lord's Mansion has prepared drinks and dishes. Please accompany the envoy from the south to dine." After the envoy said, Ye Lingyue and the others left in a row.

Dongfang Envoy walked to the door of the warehouse and was about to close the door. She recalled Ye Lingyue's bright smile just now, and felt that something was wrong, so she glanced into the warehouse subconsciously. At this sight, Dongfang Envoy was stunned and her expression changed drastically.

Sifang City Lord and Luo Sansheng were talking when they heard Dongfang Envoy hurried over.

"City Lord, the big thing is bad, everything in the warehouse is gone."

When the Sifang City Lord heard this, he was stunned, and hurriedly followed the Dongfang Envoy to the warehouse.

The Sifang City Lord entered the warehouse and saw the scene in the warehouse.

The huge warehouse was 90% empty, and all that was left were tattered copper and iron that could not be used at all.

"What the hell is going on here! What about the things in the warehouse, didn't you detain everyone's storage spiritual tools?" Sifang City Lord was depressed.

"My subordinates don't know, only the Hei family sister and brother entered just now. They only took the basic materials and didn't take any more." Dongfang Envoy was also about to cry without tears.

She really didn't know how so many things in the warehouse disappeared in six hours.

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