Refinement, masculinity

Mozun and Meng Ling discussed for a while, and felt that this method was very feasible and could avoid a large number of casualties, so they immediately went to find Quewu to manufacture a large number of guns that could turn spiritual energy into bullets, so that they could continue to be used after the poisonous bullets were exhausted. , the combat value will be considerable.

Meng Ling thought about it for a while: "You can contact the arms dealer to order a batch of arms." He paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Can the body barrier block bullets? Or do you have to use spiritual energy?"

He sent out the sound transmission talisman, and waited for half an hour, the Mozun replied: "It can stop it, so it must be a spear that realizes spiritual energy like Que Wu, so that the poisonous juice can be injected into their bodies."

"What about grenades and bombs?"

"……You can try."

Meng Ling responded, and returned to the topic just now: "Is it too late to make guns?"

Mozun said: "We can find a few more talents in weapon refining to cooperate with him and try to drive him out."

Meng Ling stopped talking and chatted about other things. Finally, when it came to the collection of formation materials, Mozun said that Suzaku and Zhulong's blood were still short, and Suzaku had already sent people, and it should go well. Meng Ling thought to himself that only Zhulong was left, and he asked, "How do I get the blood? If I explain why I came here, will it be given?"

Mozun quickly replied: "Yes, but only one person is allowed to enter that place. I don't know the specific situation. I only heard that it is more dangerous near the barrier."

Meng Ling thought for a while, and decided to try it. If it really didn't work, he would think of another way. Mozun was worried, and repeatedly told him to pay attention to safety, and he must not force it. He agreed only after getting a guarantee. Meng Ling chatted briefly again. sentence, end the call.

Xuanwu's fetish is on the bottom of the sea, and there are stairs leading down to the altar. Duan Cheng and an elder have already gone down, leaving three elders to watch over it. Meng Ling didn't know about it, so he glanced at it in surprise, and stepped forward to ask Duan Cheng's whereabouts, nodded after getting the answer, and changed the subject: "Do you know how to find Zhulong?"

The three elders were startled, and one of them asked, "Where is the next location?"

"Well, people have gone to other places, so it's just there."

"Even if I tell you now, it's useless, we must make sufficient preparations," the three elders explained, "There is only one place to enter, and the barrier outside is so powerful that there is no way to break it, you have to use external force to pass through directly. "

Meng Ling narrowed his eyes and asked sensitively, "What do you mean?"

The three elders nodded: "This is the first condition. There must be a fragment of the Pan Gu axe. It is said that there are only two fragments left and they have been sealed in the Demon Realm. You'd better tell your father..."

Meng Ling interrupted: "I have."

The three elders: "..."

"Don't look at me like that, I don't need to lie to you," Meng Ling said lightly, "It's just sealed in my body, if you don't believe me, you can set a restriction and try."

The three elders were dubious, and they really created a powerful barrier. They looked at him together, and then saw him pass through with ease, and fell silent for a while.

Meng Ling asked, "Are there any other conditions?"

The three elders quickly adjusted their status, and replied in a deep voice: "Yes, you must have heard how powerful the candle dragon is. It can change the weather from summer to winter with one breath."

Meng Ling responded, and suddenly remembered something, and asked in surprise, "It's a dragon. To get close to it, there must be two dragon's breaths in its body, one cold and one hot?"

The three elders were stunned: "How do you know?"

"The former patriarch of Kongtonghai said that Qingyao asked them to inject two spiritual qi into his body in order to find something to set up the formation." Meng Ling explained briefly, paused, and asked, "Why did he sacrifice? array?"

The three elders answered softly: "That array needs a physical body to connect all the spiritual energy, and Qing Yao jumped into it on his own initiative."

Meng Ling's heart couldn't help being shocked. That person actually jumped in front of Ye Ao. Presumably Ye Ao must have tried his best to stop him at the beginning, but in the end he was powerless. That feeling was really... so hopeless.

"We were not born at that time, but I heard Qingyao mentioned by the seniors of the sect. It is said that he is a very talented person. Unfortunately," the elder sighed softly, his eyes became more emotional, and he murmured, "It's no wonder that the seniors later fell in love. With all my heart..."

He paused suddenly, realizing that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and hurriedly shut up, putting on the airs of an elder, with a majestic expression, and the other two elders were also awe-inspiring, and quickly changed the subject: "The second condition is that you need a dragon. interest."

Meng Ling was seriously thinking about one thing, but didn't pay much attention to the changes in their eyes, and dealt with it casually: "Oh, I have it too."

The three elders: "..."

After Meng Ling thought about it, he looked at them: "Is there any restriction on the physical body of the sacrificial array? For example, it must be a human, but is it not acceptable for a demon? And is there any requirement for the character? Are evil ones allowed?"

"I don't know about that," the three elders looked at him in surprise, "What do you want to do?"

"On the day the seal is opened, demons will come out of it," Meng Ling said. "Anyway, they want a physical body. If there is no limit, you can just grab one and throw it in, right?"

The three elders were stunned, and they were silent for a second: "How did your head grow?"

"..." Meng Ling had no expression on his face, "You just need to answer whether you are right or not, thank you."

"Only the past leaders of the sect know best about the affairs of the formation. Go back and ask and you will understand."

Meng Ling nodded.

"You just said you have dragon's breath in your body?"

"I once raised a dragon. It was a hybrid of a water dragon and a fire dragon." Meng Ling explained briefly about the dragon cub, saying that the dragon egg had to absorb the aura of the Pangu axe, and this circuit brought it into his body by the way. Click the dragon's breath.

The three elders were amazed: "There is such a coincidence."

"Well, is there a third condition?"

The three elders glanced at him: "The last point, the cultivation level should not be too low, at least it must be in the middle stage of Jindan."

Meng Ling frowned: "I don't know what my cultivation level is now, why don't you try it?"

The three elders were shocked and geared up: "Okay!"

"..." Meng Ling said, "One is enough."

"No," the elder retorted earnestly, "We are afraid that one test will be inaccurate."

Meng Ling: "..."

In fact, you want to hit me for a long time, right?

The three elders stared at him closely and vowed to stop him, not because they disliked him, but because no one could guarantee that there would be no danger in Torch Dragon's enchantment. Relax, naturally we can't let this young master have an accident under their noses.

"As long as you can persist for a stick of incense, it means that your cultivation is qualified."

Meng Ling took a few steps back, jumped off the altar, and adjusted his posture: "Come on."

The three elders shot together.

So when Duan Cheng and another elder came out with the fetish, they saw the three of them beating Meng Ling together, and they were stunned. Fuck, what are you doing, are you crazy?!"

Several people separated quickly. Meng Ling's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and he was panting slightly. He stopped Duan Cheng and said, "It's okay."

Duan Cheng surrounded his wife to check, and said angrily, "Why did they beat you?"

"It's just a discussion."

"Fart! Why do you use three of them together in the sparring?! This is obviously called bullying, or the elders bullying the younger!" Duan Cheng stared at the three of them, the meaning in his eyes was obvious, do you still want your old face? !

The three elders: "..."

Meng Ling held his hand comfortingly, and changed the subject: "Have you got the things?"

Panting heavily, Duan Cheng glanced at him, finally endured, hugged him, and took out a small transparent box for him.

Meng Ling took it and looked at it. Inside was a green leaf, which was very beautiful and full of aura. He could even feel a steady stream of strong and strong vitality in his hand. He was slightly startled: "This is it?"

"Well, below is a nearly five-meter-high divine grass, and these are its leaves."

Several people followed the Xuanwu tribe back to the main hall to say goodbye to the patriarch. Meng Ling took the opportunity to ask for a few empty bottles. This family is all extinct.

They quickly set foot on the land again, went to the forest to carry two or three spider nests, and did not leave until they had filled up several bottles. Duan Cheng remembered what Xuanwu said, took the box out of the storage bag, and opened it a little. Suddenly, a strong aura filled the surroundings in an instant.

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Duan Cheng smiled and kissed him: "This will help us avoid animal attacks."

"Oh."

The aura of the fetish made the beasts very awed. They traveled unimpeded all the way and soon left Beiming. Meng Ling meant to go directly to Zhulong's territory. The four elders hesitated for a moment: "Does your father know about this?"

Meng Ling nodded: "I've already discussed it with him, and he has no objection."

The four elders felt relieved, took out records and maps to study for a while, settled on a direction, and set off again.

Ye Leng briefly described the current situation, ordered Qi Jun to pack up all the materials, went to Duan's house with him, and explained a few things to them, then asked the principal for the key to the basement of the college, and then left. He used It took three days to dig a tunnel like chopping melons and vegetables. Standing in the basement of the square in front of the college, he raised his chin: "This is directly connected to the bedroom. When you are tired, go up and rest."

The room is brightly lit at the moment, and a huge illusion stands quietly in the center, majestic and solemn. Qi Jun looked up at it, then at the bookshelf beside him, and let out a soft breath: "Are you so sure that I can change it?"

"Perhaps." Ye Leng stared at him playfully, "You just changed the formation for summoning the candle dragon into a fire dragon. Even the person in the chance said you have talent, so it must be true, right?"

Qi Jun smiled slightly: "Who knows."

"I will send two or three people who have research in this area to help you in the near future. Do you have suitable candidates in mind? For example, your family? They should all be descendants of that family."

"They really are," Qi Jun said softly, "but they don't know it themselves."

Ye Leng raised his eyebrows: "That means they don't even know that you have this pile of books and materials?"

Qi Jun smiled nicely: "Yeah."

Ye Leng looked at him twice, nodded: "Then I will send my people to you."

"What if I fail?"

Ye sneered: "It doesn't matter, anyway, this is for those young people who have no fighting power, and I won't go in."

Qi Jun looked at him: "I need materials and tools."

"It's no problem, someone will help you find it," Ye Leng said, and suddenly received a sound transmission talisman, he glanced at it, "Let's go, someone is here."

The two quickly walked to the bedroom, Ye Leng went out for a while, and soon brought back a person, Qi Jun secretly observed, this person was very handsome, with a weak appearance, no specific cultivation.

Meng Xiaodong waved to him lazily, walked to the sofa and sat down, breathed out instantly, and said with emotion: "It's comfortable, really comfortable, I thought it was impossible to sit on the sofa again in this life."

Ye looked at him with a sneer, thinking that this made his father really abuse him.

Meng Xiaodong enjoyed it for a while, saw melon and fruit snacks on the tea table, and immediately took them to eat, he looked at the two people in the room, his eldest brother must not be counted on, he looked at Qi Jun: "Excuse me, can you pour me a cup of tea?" ?”

Naturally, Qi Jun would not refuse, so he poured a glass and handed it to him in a rather gentlemanly manner.

Meng Xiaodong thanked him, drank it in a few sips, and handed him the empty cup. Qi Jun smiled and had to pour him another cup. Meng Xiaodong nodded appreciatively, and continued to eat.

Leaning against the door, Ye Leng said to Qi Jun, "I'm going to the Demon Realm to have a look, and I'll be back in a few days. Ren Xiao will arrive tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, and other people will come soon. If you have anything to do in a few days Just let him run errands."

Meng Xiaodong protested: "Why me?"

"Because the risk factor is low."

Meng Xiaodong thought for a while, endured it, and lowered his head to eat the fruit.

Ye Leng explained a few more words, and left quickly. Meng Xiaodong took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, looked at the furnishings in the room, and then suddenly saw the big bed, and he glanced at Qi Jun: "Do you mind if I go to sleep? ?”

Qi Jun smiled and shook his head.

"Well, if you have anything to do, just write it down on paper, and I'll talk about it when I wake up." Meng Xiaodong immediately got up and ran to the bathroom to take a simple shower, then came out and flung himself on the big bed, with tears in his eyes: "This is the real thing." There is no such thing as a person's life!"

Qi Jun was reading a book, when he heard this, he looked at him and asked with a smile, "What's your name?"

"My brother didn't tell you?" Meng Xiaodong was surprised, and introduced himself, "I'm Meng Xiaodong, oh, now I've changed my name to Yedong, long time no see."

Qi Jun: "..."