I'll hand over the system soon.

"Your 'mount' is very well designed..." Feng Hui paused for a while before spitting out two words, "Mysterious."

Yes, in his opinion, Junior Sister Sang's drawings were truly mysterious.

Not only is it mysterious, it's also complicated.

The reason why the magical weapons they refined can fly is because they are driven by spiritual power. Large magical weapons such as cloud ships do not need to be driven by human spiritual power, but require a lot of spiritual stones to support their consumption.

But right now, the ‘mount’ drawn on Junior Sister Sang’s drawing doesn’t seem to require many spiritual stones to travel quickly.

"Lend me your drawings for a few days to study. In seven days, you can come and pick up your mount." Feng Hui said, putting the drawings in his arms.

The inner disciples and other Qifeng disciples who noticed this place because Feng Hui was too eye-catching were all shocked.

"Senior Brother Feng, do you want to personally refine Junior Sister Sang's mount?" Senior Brother Neimen asked calmly.

Fenghui looked back, "What's the problem?"

Brother Neimen immediately smiled and shook his head, "No problem, no problem."

In fact, I was jealous of Sancho.

Junior Sister Sang was so lucky that she happened to meet Senior Brother Feng when he returned to Xuantian Sword Sect, and she happened to come up with a drawing that interested Senior Brother Feng.

You must know that Senior Brother Feng has not personally helped others refine weapons for many years.

"I have a little problem," Sancho suggested in a low voice.

"Senior Brother Feng has just come back. There must be many things to deal with. Otherwise, I'd better find another senior brother to help me refine it."

Please, this is Fenghui, the chief disciple of Qi Peak and ranked fifth on the list of talents!

She didn't even think about the invulnerability made by the Immortal Supercar and Immortal Motorcycle. They were just transportation tools. They were fast and could be driven.

If it weren't for her insufficient cultivation, she would have wanted to refine it herself.

According to what the inner sect brother just said, the better the craftsmanship, the higher the charge. If she really let Fenghui help her refine it, then she would not be able to go bankrupt or even go into debt?

Feng Hui glanced at Sancho's slightly frightened expression and knew what she was thinking.

With a chuckle, Feng Hui narrowed his cold eyes and said, "Don't worry, I won't charge you for the craftsmanship. I can even cover the materials."

Anyone else would be overjoyed to have such a good thing. Combined with Fenghui's face that looks like an immortal, he might even have imagined a sadistic romance between a fairy and an ancient puppet.

But alarm bells were ringing in Sancho's head.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either cheating or stealing.

"How dare you let Senior Brother Feng work in vain, not to mention spending a lot of money? Senior Brother has just returned to the sect, and he must be very tired. How can Junior Sister dare to trouble Senior Brother Feng? It's really unnecessary. This mount is actually simple and tight, and any Senior Brother can do it. Refined.”

Sancho kept his words impeccable and refused to give in.

Monk Zhanger was confused among the people watching, so what is the situation now?

Sancho and Feng Hui looked at each other eye-catchingly, and the atmosphere became tense for no reason.

After a while, Feng Hui said bluntly: "What are you afraid of?"

He personally helped her refine the mount. This was something that no one could ask for, but she refused over and over again, as if he was some kind of savage beast.

Sancho didn't answer but asked: "Then why is senior brother so generous for no reason?"

After all, she and this Senior Brother Feng had only known each other for less than an hour. They had only known each other for such a short time, and yet the other party had contributed money and effort.

She is bound to the most important weapon system of the country, not the heartthrob system.

Fenghui smiled, this little girl was quite alert.

But it’s true that he didn’t help for free.

"It's not that I'm unreasonably generous, I just think that Junior Sister's mount is very mysterious and its appearance is quite pleasing, so I want to do a business with Junior Sister."

After waving away the onlookers around him, Feng Hui brought Sancho to the tea room, pretending to have a long conversation.

According to the information he just saw from the drawings, the mount designed by Junior Sister Sang can not only drive on the ground, but also fly in the air.

And its consumption of spiritual stones is extremely low. It only needs one low-grade spiritual stone to fly continuously for about three days.

It was indeed the first time for him to see such a fast and spiritual-stone-saving mount.

In the end, he had to admit that the mount on the drawing was really good-looking. Even after he saw it, he couldn't help but want to refine one for himself.

Sancho stopped drinking tea, but he didn't expect that Fenghui was waiting for her here.

Want to do a business deal with her?

She and Senior Brother Feng had just met each other, and they had never crossed paths in the past. The only business they could discuss was the supercar and motorcycle drawings she had just taken out.

But this suited her perfectly.

When she took out the drawing, she had no intention of keeping it.

The reason why she came to Qifeng to find someone to refine it, instead of just looking for a senior to refine it in Zhenfeng, was because she wanted to cooperate with Qifeng to refine supercars and sell motorcycles.

No one in this world can resist the charm of supercars and heavy-duty motorcycles, no matter men or women, or whether they have seen supercars or heavy-duty motorcycles before.

Just the smooth lines and cool shape can capture everyone's heart.

Not to mention that the supercars and motorcycles in her drawings are both capable of lightning speed and flight.

Come on, a flying supercar is really cool, okay?

Putting down the tea cup, Sancho smiled deeply and asked knowingly: "I wonder what business Brother Feng wants to discuss with Junior Sister?"

"You are so smart, Junior Sister, how can you not know what kind of business I want to discuss with you?" Feng Hui also smiled. It seems that this Junior Sister is not only alert, but also very good at pretending to be confused.

She had smartly rejected his advances just now, but now that he had made it so clear, how could she still not know what he wanted to say.

Mingren stopped telling secrets, and Sancho stopped pretending, and asked directly to the core: "Then how does Senior Brother Feng want to split with me?"

Feng Hui: "Junior Sister Sang is the fourth, and our Qi Feng is the sixth."

He could imagine that once these two kinds of mounts were refined, they would be very popular and the profits would be very high.

More importantly, the blueprints of these two mounts are very exquisite and complex. With the blueprints, it is naturally very simple to refine them. However, without the blueprints, it is almost impossible to imitate them.

Therefore, this will inevitably remain a separate business.

In this way, Junior Sister Sang will gain 40% of the profit, Qi Feng will gain 60%, and neither party will lose.

Sancho also felt that this division was very fair. It seemed that Senior Brother Feng was still a conscientious person.

"make a deal!"

Sancho's unhesitating response surprised Feng Hui.

"Junior Sister Sang, aren't you worried about being cheated?" Feng Hui couldn't help but ask.

You must know that the drawings are already in his hands, and he can reproduce them however he wants. If he regrets and does not give her a share, there will be nothing she can do to him.

Sancho took a sip of tea and said, "We are all brothers and sisters from the same sect. How can I not trust my senior brother?"

Besides, if she was really deceived by Feng Hui in the Xuantian Sword Sect, it would be impossible for her master Cang Yue Zhenzun to be a vegetarian.

There is a high probability that there will only be one chapter today. Don’t ask me why. The question is that I peeled my hand when I was peeling taro today, and a big piece of skin fell off on my left index finger.