The owner of this magic weapon shop is very cruel

Chapter 132 Soul

Su Li felt that she had made a mistake somewhere. It was clear that others started from the bottom after traveling through time, and then through hard work, they constantly met people who matched their own strength.

But why do I keep meeting all kinds of big guys when I get here? She is obviously just a little girl, so she shouldn't be playing with those kids outside.

"Hoho, your little mouth is as sweet as Mu Yatou. Are you all her disciples?" Mo Yanfei looked at Su Li and the two of them, covered her mouth and smiled softly.

After Mu Wanning left Xuanling Sect, she had been staying in Xingyuan City, and she could not leave Lengshan, so she only heard that Mu Wanning had accepted an apprentice and passed on the Xingyuan signature. As for this apprentice? One person or two, she didn't know.

"Sister Mo, I am the only disciple of the master. Senior sister, she doesn't have a master yet." Mu Qiange said obediently, then she glanced at Jun Xuan, who was standing quietly, and then at Concubine Mo Yan, who had a picturesque face, and continued: "Sister Mo, do you want to accept senior sister as your disciple? Senior sister is very powerful. She can kill such a big tiger with two swords."

Mu Qiange opened his hands and made exaggerated gestures, trying to show the ferocity of the big tiger.

"It's both master and senior sister. Haven't you already helped your master to accept your senior sister?" Mo Yanfei raised her hand and rubbed Mu Qiange's white hair, but her smiling eyes were mixed with A hint of sadness.

This situation is even more serious than what Mu Yatou said in her letter.

Mu Qiange smiled sheepishly and explained: "The master is the master, and the senior sister is the senior sister. It's different. Sister Mo, just accept the senior sister."

So aren't they all the same? This is the generation gap between an eighteen-year-old girl and a seven-year-old kid. Mo Yanfei felt that she couldn't understand Mu Qiange's brain circuit.

"Master Uncle Mo has mutated ice spiritual roots, while Su Li has gold and fire spiritual roots. He cannot accept Master Mo's inheritance." Jun Xuan pulled Mu Qiange with a headache. He had exactly the same temperament as someone else.

"That's it..." Mu Qiange was a little frustrated. If senior sister couldn't find a big backer, she would have to rely on Su Lin all the time.

"Grandmaster, don't you think about the dual spiritual roots of gold and fire?" Mo Yanfei raised her eyes and looked at Jun Xuan with a hint of ridicule in her tone.

As we all know, the golden and fire spiritual roots are suitable for refining weapons, the wood and water spiritual roots are suitable for elixir refining, and the earth spiritual roots are suitable for forming formations. Of course, the most important thing in cultivating immortals and various arts is understanding and hard work, and spiritual roots only provide some conveniences.

Hearing this, Mu Qiange looked at Jun Xuan with burning eyes. Although his uncle's cultivation was a bit low, his influence was still quite high.

However, Jun Xuan shook his head, neither rejecting nor agreeing. His eyes were lowered, making it difficult to see what he was thinking.

The scene fell into an eerie silence.

"...Smelly uncle." Upon seeing this, Mu Qiange muttered, making Su Li smile.

Su Li really doesn't have much idea about whether she can become a disciple. It's good to be able to become a disciple. Having someone to guide her will save her some detours. But it doesn't matter if she can't become a disciple. After all, she has Donghuang Xiaoxian and Ruyi. According to the hammer inheritance, there is no problem in practicing alone.

"Well, it depends on your senior sister whether you want to become a disciple or not. Besides, your senior sister is so capable, so you don't have to worry about her." Mo Yanfei's eyes swept across the clouds, letting her stay. Feng Qiuyun, who was high in the sky, fluttered her wings and almost fell down.

Wait, what am I afraid of? I represent the king!

Feng Qiuyun quietly fluttered her wings and let herself fly a lot higher. Although the king had already informed the Yuan Ying and Huashen of the Xuanling Sect, the king was not here after all, so she had better be honest.

"That's right, senior sister is the most powerful." Although Mu Qiange didn't understand what Mo Yanfei meant, it didn't stop her from admiring Su Li.

"Uncle Mo, I will leave these two girls to you. My nephew will leave first." Jun Xuan saluted and planned to retreat. He really didn't want to see this uncle if it was not necessary. Of course, this did not It's not that he hates him, he still respects his uncle very much, but his character... Well, I can only say that Wanning's character is really good.

"Wait a minute, do you really not want to see Uncle Master? Uncle Master, I'm so sad." Mo Yanfei raised her hand to wipe away the non-existent tears, looking aggrieved and heartbroken.

"...There is still a spiritual weapon waiting to be refined in the nephew's house." Jun Xuan wanted to run away, otherwise he would lose his fame in his lifetime.

"When can spiritual weapons not be refined? Besides, you have been practicing this weapon for hundreds of years, but you still haven't caught up with Mu Yatou." Mo Yanfei waved her hand indifferently.

"What does this have to do with Junior Sister Mu..." Jun Xuan wanted to intercept Mo Yanfei's words, but Mo Yanfei waved her hand, and there was no special effect, but it directly froze Jun Xuan, making him maintain the anxious look of opening his mouth to speak. .

"Xiao Qiange, let me tell you something funny. Someone made a big oath back then, saying that if he didn't refine a real magic weapon, he would never be a Taoist partner for the rest of his life, so that he let another one abandon his own responsibilities and sneak out. People have no choice but to go back and shoulder their responsibilities." Mo Yanfei ignored someone's angry gaze and said to Mu Qiange with a smile.

However, Mu Qiange blinked his innocent eyes and was completely unaware of what Mo Yanfei was saying. She scratched her head and said carelessly: "If you don't want to be a Taoist couple, you won't be a Taoist couple. Isn't the Taoist path meant to be walked alone?" "

Su Li secretly gave Mu Qiange a thumbs up. Yes, love and everything else are stumbling blocks on the road to immortality. Only a widowed king can reach the top!

"Alas..." Concubine Mo Yan gave up. She really couldn't understand the brain circuit of a little kid. Could it be that she was old? Nineteen years old?

Concubine Mo Yan gave up. She waved her hand and untied the livid Jun Xuan. Then before Jun Xuan exploded, she pointed at Su Li and said, "Grandmaster, there seems to be something wrong with her soul. Come and take a look."

"Soul?" Su Li looked confused?

"Well, it must have been eroded by something. Just let Xiaojunjun take a look." Mo Yanfei replied.

"Relax, it must be related to the ancient immortal inheritance you received before." When it came to business, Jun Xuan didn't care about what Concubine Mo Yan said about his dark history.

"Yes." Su Li nodded in agreement, then looked in the direction of Donghuang Xiaoxian. Seeing that she was still sleeping, she closed her eyes and relaxed her mind.

Donghuang Xiaoxian can still sleep, which means that there should be nothing serious.

Seeing Su Li nodding, Jun Xuan activated his spiritual power, and then a slowly rotating plum blossom mark appeared in his eyes.

"Okay." About two minutes later, Jun Xuan's eyes returned to normal.

"How?" Mo Yanfei asked.

She specializes in the arts. Although she can make people lose their souls, it requires a lot of methods to detect the souls of living people, which is far less convenient than Jun Xuan. After all, refining weapons also requires good eyesight.