The three ghostly gloomy trees immediately made Zuo Mo covet Beiyuan Bingfu. He even considered whether to go to Beiyuan Bingfu to rob him if he couldn't reach an agreement with the other party.
But it would be better if he could refine divine equipment or something. Although his divine power is close to nothing now, he still has a god-level realm, and his ability to control fire is superb. His Sun Fire, Silly Bird's Phoenix Flame, Xiao Huo's
Xu Tianlihuo has three kinds of divine fires for him to choose from. Such a luxurious lineup and such a wide variety of divine fires would definitely scare people to death if he told them about it.
Therefore, Zuo Mo was quite calm. With his current body, the robbery might not be successful, but no one could surpass him in refining weapons.
"I wonder if senior can refine the magic weapon?" Lan Bing's eyes were burning.
Sure enough, Zuo Mo had long expected that Beiyuan Bingfu would take out three pieces of ghostly gloomy wood, most likely for the magic weapon.
"It depends on what materials you have." Zuo Mo didn't even move his sitting position and glanced at Lan Bing: "Without good materials, it's impossible to refine a magic weapon."
Lan Bing smiled softly: "Senior materials, don't worry. Although Beiyuan Bingfu is not in the rich armor underworld, there are still materials for refining a magic weapon."
"Oh." Zuo Mo suddenly said: "If I remember correctly, there are no magic weapons in the underworld yet."
"Senior is indeed not a person from the underworld." Lan Bing pointed out.
Zuo Mo did not avoid Lan Bing's gaze and said cheerfully: "It's true that I'm not, but what does it matter?"
Lan Bing realized that he was Meng Lang, and quickly saluted and apologized: "I'm rude, little girl!"
The other party is right. If the other party can refine the divine weapon, it does not matter whether he is a person from the underworld or not. No one will make things difficult for him. Even if he cannot refine the divine weapon, just the hand that refines the divine weapon will
No matter how good you are, no one will take this into consideration.
The Underworld is remote and has very little communication with the Barbarian Realm, and even less communication with the Demon Realm and the Cultivation World. Demons have never been good at refining weapons, and the same is true for the Underworld.
Divine costumes in the world of cultivation can greatly increase combat effectiveness. Divine costumes are constantly pouring into the demon and demon tribes, and the two tribes soon discovered that divine costumes are equally useful to them.
The demon and demon clans began to learn the art of weapon refining from cultivators. However, the world of cultivation has accumulated thousands of years of weapon refining knowledge. How can it be so easy to learn? The demon and demon clans also recruited a large number of practitioners who were accomplished in weapon refining.
The weapon-refining master teaches the art of weapon-refining, but the divine clothing produced is still much inferior to the divine clothing in the world of cultivation.
Zuo Mo didn't think much about it when he refined those magical costumes. He just refined them casually according to his habit.
The performance of these divine costumes is much higher than that of the underworld divine costumes on the market.
Zuo Mo didn't know yet that the prices of the magical costumes he gave away were soaring almost every day.
Beiyuan Bingfu is the fastest to start!
Zuo Mo waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay. For these three ghosts and dark wood, if you want magical equipment, I will give you a few or dozens of them. It doesn't matter. If you want to refine magical weapons, you need
You prepare the materials and pay the remuneration in advance."
Lan Bing also liked this straightforward style, and then asked: "I wonder how much the senior's remuneration is?"
"Fifty pieces of dark ghost wood like this." Zuo Mo looked honest and honest.
Lan Bing was a little surprised. She had heard that the white-haired senior had been looking for the ghost's dark wood, so she picked three good-looking ones. She didn't expect Zuo Mo to need so many ghost's dark wood.
The ghost's gloomy wood is extremely rare. Even Beiyuan Bingfu cannot have as many as fifty, let alone one of such a high quality.
But honestly speaking, it is not expensive to exchange fifty pieces of Ghostly Dark Wood for the other party to refine a magic weapon, but it is just a little troublesome.
"I wonder if other materials can be used instead?" Lan Bing asked cautiously.
When Zuo Mo heard that there was a door, he was secretly happy, but his face remained calm: "Grave ghost bone crystals, saprophytic wood, and underworld lotus can also be made, but again, the grade must be higher."
Lan Bing made some calculations in his mind. With three more materials to choose from, it would be much easier to raise them.
"Okay! It's just that it takes time to collect these materials. Please wait for a while, senior." Lan Bing agreed without hesitation.
Zuo Mo also knew that collecting so many materials was definitely not an easy task. But Brother Mo was such a shrewd person, so he immediately said: "It's okay, just get as many as you need first. Refining a divine weapon is not that easy, either.
needs time."
Lan Bing has no doubts about him. She has never seen the refining of a magic weapon, so naturally she doesn't know the secret. However, magic weapons are rare, and it will definitely not be achieved in a day.
With such a preconceived idea, Lan Bing nodded and said: "No problem."
Zuo Mo was secretly happy. If these materials could really be obtained, the repair of his body would be just around the corner.
Lan Bing suddenly said: "I'm ashamed to say that I also have a weapon refining house under my house. There are about 30,000 weapon refining masters, but the level is uneven. The reason is that there has been a lack of famous teachers to give guidance. If senior
I am willing to serve as the head of the Weapon Refining Palace, and the reward is good."
Lan Bing looked like he was willing to be slaughtered.
Zuo Mo was a little surprised. There were 30,000 weapon refiners, which was definitely a lot. Ten years ago, Mo Yunhai's number of weapon refiners was probably not much more than this number.
Zuo Mo knew very well that the cost of training an weapon refiner was extremely high. If Mo Yunhai hadn't caught up with the good time that year, and there was no shortage of buyers for Mo Yun's magical equipment, it would have been difficult to train so many weapon refiners.
Simple things.
Beiyuan Bing Mansion is willing to train weapon refiners and set up a special weapon refinement mansion, which shows that Hai Xinbing has far-reaching plans.
Zuo Mo suddenly realized that Beiyuan Bingfu might become Mo Yunhai's enemy in the future.
His heart moved, and his face showed some interest: "Oh, there is also the Weapon Refining House, let's go and see it."
Seeing that Zuo Mo was somewhat interested, Lan Bing immediately became happy. Refining magic weapons was far less cost-effective than wooing a master of weapon refining.
Lan Bing made up his mind to keep the master of weapon refining in Beiyuan Bing Mansion no matter what.
"Great! If the master of the palace knew that senior was visiting our mansion, he would be extremely happy." Lan Bing said excitedly.
Zuo Mo glanced at Old Wu who was standing aside, and suddenly asked: "Old Wu, how many people are there in the Wu clan?"
"Sir, there are two hundred and seventy people." Old Man Wu replied quickly.
"Then let them clean up and go with the team." Zuo Mo said.
"Yes!" Old Man Wu cheered up. He had long been worried about his clan members. If he stayed here, he would inevitably suffer revenge from the Yin Ling Guards in the future.
Zuo Mo immediately said to Lan Bing: "I won't beat around the bush about the Black Ming iron vein. I intend to sell it to Beiyuan Bingfu."
"No problem." Lan Bing agreed without hesitation: "We are willing to buy it at a price that is 30% higher than the market price. What do you think, senior?"
"Okay." Zuo Mo nodded.
"Senior, do you need money or materials?" Lan Bing asked immediately.
"Materials." Zuo Mo said.
This answer did not surprise Lan Bing. The refiner's persistence in materials was difficult for others to understand.
"Sir, what should Tuobayu and the others do with them?" Old Man Wu asked respectfully.
Zuo Mo pondered, these people are indeed a trouble.
When Lan Bing saw this, he said: "If senior feels it is difficult to handle, it is better to leave it to our government."
Zuo Mo thought this proposal was good, so he agreed.
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After hearing that Zuo Mo was willing to go to Beiyuan Bing Mansion, Beiyuan Bing Mansion immediately sent experts, who came day and night to protect Zuo Mo and his party. The number of accompanying guards increased sharply, and with the addition of the Wu clan and escorted Yin Ling Guards, the team became huge.
swing.
All the old and weak of the Wu people were in the team, and the team was not moving very fast. Zuo Mo was not in a hurry. He stayed in the chariot every day, absorbing various strengths along the way and constantly repairing his body.
Almost all the power around Wuge City has been drained away by Zuo Mo. If it continues to be absorbed, the divine formation will absorb the vitality of the creatures near Wuge City. By then, Wuge City will become a barren city.
Along the way, Zuo Mo's body recovered a lot by constantly absorbing the strength along the way and adding three pieces of ghostly gloomy wood.
If he absorbs two of the three ghost-gloomy wood sticks, he can equal the work of two months.
Thirty-six months is the thirty-sixth floor.
Zuo Mo has now repaired the fourth floor. He still has a piece of Dark Ghost Dark Wood on hand. With the absorption along the way, he will be able to repair the sixth floor when he arrives at Beiyuan Ice Mansion.
This kind of progress has made Zuo Mo quite satisfied.
During the rest of the time on the road, he taught the youths of the Wu tribe their training and battle formations. The Wu tribe had no masters, so if they wanted to protect themselves at this time, they could only rely on battle formations.
However, what Zuo Mo taught them was not the battle formations used by the war department, but the battle formations often used by the guards.
In addition, they also refined magical costumes for them. The Wu boy was armed with a magical costume and was fully armed, making the accompanying Beiyuan Bingfu masters jealous.
"Take a look." Lan Bing asked a heavily armed woman next to him in a low voice, casually handing her a magical outfit.
This woman in blue ice armor has a beautiful appearance, but her expression is as cold as ice, which makes it difficult for people to get close to her. She is sitting on a snow-white horse in the North, her body is tall and motionless, and she is holding a large knife as high as two people in one hand.
The knife is shaped like a moon, and its long handle is covered with blue threads.
She is Zhu Nanyue, one of the six generals of Beiyuan Bingfu.
As soon as she returned from the front line, she was sent by Hai Xinbing to protect Zuo Mo and his party. The guards around her were all women, and they all looked solemn. There was no sound during the march.
Zhu Nanyue had a good relationship with Lan Bing. She carefully observed the magical costume in her hand, and her expression became solemn. She looked at it extremely carefully, turning it over and over for a long time before raising her head.
"How?" Lan Bing asked quickly.
"If you can equip this magical equipment, your combat power can be increased by 20%." Zhu Nanyue said with certainty.
Lan Bing knows that Zhu Nanyue has always been steady and will never talk nonsense. If she says that she can improve it by 20%, she will never go below 20%.
"Look at this again." Lan Bing handed over another divine costume, but it was the divine costume of the Wu tribe.
This magical costume was something she had tried her best to get.
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