Uncle Jiu: The true story of Maoshan spreads across the heavens

After learning Feng Jiu's evaluation, Lin Huairen and Lin Tianya were even more surprised. They knew that his wife (mother) was a powerful demigod.

In an era when god-level powerhouses were rare, demigods were the most powerful beings. As for god-level powerhouses, they were rare in the entire world of monsters and monsters. There were only a handful of races in the world that had god-level powerhouses. The Fengling clan happened to be among them.

As for the true god powerhouses, there are none in the entire demon world. It is said that the reason why the demon world has become like this is because the only two true god powerhouses died after the battle.

"Tianya! You go down first!"

"Stay this magic weapon with me. Your mother and I will study it." After learning his wife's evaluation, Lin Huairen immediately wanted to blackmail the sword.

See if he can learn new methods of refining weapons from it. After all, leaving such a magic weapon with his son would not be as useful as leaving it in his own hands.

Lin Tianya's face darkened when he heard this: "Father, this is my only magic weapon.

Son, do you still want to take it with you across the human-monster battlefield? "

"what?"

"Where are you Suzaku?"

Lin Huairen was shocked. This was a symbol of his son Lin Tianya's Holy Son. Not only was this divine weapon powerful, but also with the status of the Holy Son, he could obtain more resources.

If Suzaku is lost, Lin Tianya's identity as the Holy Son cannot be preserved.

Lin Tianya lowered his head and said hesitantly: "I...I gave the Suzaku to my son."

"What~ you... you~"

"Ah~"

Lin Huairen was immediately angry and didn't know what to do. The sacred weapon of the Suzaku clan could not be taught privately. It had to pass the vote of the Elder Hall. After all, it was a sacred weapon of the race and not private.

But Suzaku is my son, that is, my grandson. What can Lin Huairen say?

"Okay! Huairen, I will solve it." At this time, Feng Jiu said lightly.

Although her parents were in seclusion hoping to break through to the True God Realm, and the Fengling Clan was also controlled by the Elder Hall, she believed that those old guys would not dare to pick on her too much.

After all, her parents were just in seclusion, but it wasn't like they wouldn't come out.

Besides, although she is the youngest sequence elder of the Fengling Clan, she is not the weakest.

Moreover, the saints and saints of the Fengling Clan are all paid from them, which can be regarded as a covert operation. Unless her parents died that day, maybe the power of the Fengling Clan will fall aside. However, is this possible? Her parents, as demons, One of the strongest people in the world, who can kill them?

"But Tianya, if you pass Suzaku to your son, then you will no longer be the Holy Son of the Fengling Tribe. When you come back from the human-monster battlefield, you will bring my grandson back to activate the power of blood, and then hand over the Holy Son. Take the position!"

Lin Tianya bowed and saluted: "Yes, save the child."

Then Feng Jiu said: "Now that you have no weapons, mother will pick out one of your grandpa's magic weapons for you first." As he said this, Feng Jiu took out a long knife as black as ink with a long blade. One and a half meters, ten centimeters wide, the handle looks like a tiger's head biting the blade, and the patterns on the tiger's head are clearly visible.

"This is the Mo Yuan Demon Sword." Lin Huairen was surprised and sighed: "I didn't expect this Demon Sword to be in Madam's hand."

This is one of the top ten magic swords. Its rank is no lower than that of Suzaku, but it is not the inherited magic weapon of the Fengling clan. Although it is not as good as Suzaku's status in the Fengling clan, it is more powerful than Suzaku. It is a pure sword. Destructive magic weapon.

Lin Tianya clasped his fists: "Thank you, mother!"

Lin Tianya took the magic knife and left the hall happily. Although he lost Suzaku, Mo Yuan's reputation for evil was even greater than that of Suzaku.

In the main hall, Lin Huairen, who looked like a frail scholar, showed a flattering expression to Feng Jiu: "Madam, you have such a good magic weapon, why don't you give it to your husband?" It was obvious that he was sad about what just happened.

After his son was brought back, he inherited his mother's status as a saint, activated the power of blood, and later obtained a magic weapon like Suzaku. Although he lost Suzaku, he still had a weapon with a fierce reputation. Demonic Sword Mo Yuan.

It's not like him, who is at the pinnacle of the realm of supernatural power and still uses a low-level earth-level magic weapon. This is his wife's dowry, otherwise he can only use a mysterious-level magic weapon.

To think that he is at the peak of his magical powers, a monster of swordsmanship, and can even remain undefeated in the hands of ordinary demigods, but he is actually using a low-grade earth-level magic weapon.

Feng Jiu rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Okay! Husband."

"It's not like you don't know the situation of our Fengling tribe. How can we have stronger swordsmen?" There was nothing she could do about her husband's annoyance!

For families who use swords, they are not as enthusiastic about collecting swords as they are with swords. If they have low-grade divine swords, they are considered to have a rich collection by the Fengling clan.

"Uh!" Lin Huairen was embarrassed!

It seems to be the case.

"But husband, don't be discouraged. Maybe you will have a very powerful magic weapon soon." Feng Jiu comforted.

"What should I say?" Lin Huairen immediately became interested.

Feng Jiu: "Our grandson's method of refining weapons is not simple. After I study it for a while, I will use sycamore branches to sacrifice a magic weapon for you."

"According to my guess, at least it won't be lower than Suzaku."

"Putong branches, okay, okay! My husband happens to have the properties of fire, wood, and metal, so the magic weapon made of Wutong branches is just right." He imagined that he was about to get a powerful magic weapon, and then he could truly have a relationship with the demigod. The strong man remains undefeated, instead of running away and bragging that he can remain undefeated at the hands of a strong demigod.

On the other side, Lin Hao had no idea that his mahogany sword would bring such a big shock to his grandparents.

The reason why Feng Jiu is confident in refining a stronger magic weapon is naturally because the Fengling clan has a sacred tree cultivated from the sycamore branches intercepted from the Phoenix clan. Although this tree is not as powerful as the mother body, it is still at the level of a god. Sacred tree, using this branch, plus the many wish beads collected by the Fengling clan, if you want to refine a more powerful divine weapon, you only need to find out the divine pattern spiritual prohibition (forbidden) of the peach wood sword in her hand.

Ever since Lin Hao's strange tide passed that night, Lin Hao had never seen the mysterious strong man again, nor the strong man with unknown voice transmission.

After that, there were no ghosts invading the village for several days, and he was happy to have some time to rest and practice his talisman-drawing skills again.

Through Lin Hao's research, the so-called exorcism sand was indeed cinnabar, but a powder called fluorite and sunflower core powder were also added to it.

This fluorite is famous for its ability to emit light and dissipate heat. It also has a strong burning effect on ghosts. The sunflower core has a strong evil-destroying effect, so this exorcism sand is useful for demons and ghosts.

Since this world also has cinnabar, it's easy to deal with it, it just has a different name. For Lin Hao, as long as he can draw talismans, it will be fine.

Otherwise, he will definitely have to find a substitute. However, because there are no gods in this world, he can no longer borrow power to quickly turn into talisman paper. He can only use his own mana to replace it, or use the aura of heaven and earth to replace divine power. This will cause every drawing he draws to be talisman-like. A piece of talisman paper requires a lot of energy and mana.

Now he can only draw ten first-level talisman papers every day, and his energy will be exhausted, and he may even feel dizzy and empty of mana.

As for the second level, he could only draw three, and there was a certain risk of failure, so Lin Hao did not draw the second level talisman for the time being.