Feng Lin's purpose this time was to create a steel needle made of spiritual steel.
When he fought with the Spiritual Steel Army before, he could clearly feel that the ice spikes he had condensed were destroyed a lot the moment they penetrated the small hole.
Resulting in greatly reduced damage.
If it is a spiritual steel spike, it can easily penetrate the opponent's head.
It should be very easy to deal with the Spiritual Steel Army.
During the two months of Meng Changsheng's practice, Feng Lin also needed to do some things on his own side.
Feng Lin practiced with Meng Changsheng when he was a child, and the second master would take many things into consideration.
Try to ensure the safety of the closed forest.
Even a year or two ago, Meng Changsheng was like this.
However, things have changed now, and Feng Lin is no longer the little kid he once was.
He felt that he should also do something for Meng Changsheng.
Feng Lin used the air step and went to find Qingqiu Yun.
She is not far from the Western Continent, and besides, her refining speed is faster.
Feng Lin felt that time waited for no one, and during this period, he needed to find some people who could help.
Just because Feng Lin and Meng Changsheng wanted to break into the Sun Clan, even Feng Lin himself thought it was a bit impossible.
He was originally considering the Yin Yang Crusade, but Gu Xun didn't think about it.
There is no way this stinky woman would agree to do something that would offend the Sun Clan.
The only one who has a chance is Su Zishu.
She has a strong background, even if she really wants to deal with the Sun Clan.
On the surface, the Sun Clan should not dare to do anything to him.
"Yourong, you have been here for so long and you don't have any clan members or friends? Find a few to help me. Anyway, I saved your life."
Feng Lin was bored, so he spoke.
"I did have a few friends, but they all died. I was seriously injured and fell asleep in one place for a long time."
Ye Yourong explained, "When I woke up, it was about ten years ago. Even those who were not close to each other should have died of old age."
"You haven't met any friends in the past ten years?" Feng Lin asked.
"No, I'm being hunted all the time. How can I have any friends?"
Ye Yourong's tone was a little helpless, "The main reason is that all our clan members have disappeared, and almost no one knows about the artifact clan. If the artifact clan is still active here, my situation will be better."
"How do you say this?" Feng Lin was puzzled.
"Back then, there were still many members of our tribe, and many powerful forces wanted to win over us. You have to know that only when we truly treat each other as friends and die willingly can we turn into a divine weapon."
Ye Yourong smiled and said, "Of course they will be crazy and nice to us, just because they want us to turn into magical weapons."
"Indeed, there is no so-called coercion in this kind of thing. It can only be done if you are willing."
Feng Lin sighed softly.
He needs to think of a foolproof plan.
There must be a way, it just depends on whether you can think of it.
…
Across the ocean.
Feng Lin returned to the Central Continent. In a deserted place, Feng Lin allowed Ye Yourong to fall off.
The two found the restaurant in the forest and walked into the ruins.
Going all the way to the depths, I saw Qingqiu Yun sitting alone on a stone.
The snow-white tail was exposed from under the skirt, sweeping back and forth on the rocks.
In front of her was a small round table with a mobile phone placed flat on it.
Animation is playing inside.
When she heard the voice, she looked back and said with a smile: "Feng Lin, it turns out it's you. Have you come back from over there?"
"Well, I'm here to trouble senior again this time."
Feng Lin walked over with a smile and looked at his phone, "Senior is quite elegant and likes to read this kind of thing."
"The main thing is to have a sense of immersion. Look, this heroine, like me, has animal ears and a tail."
The ears on top of Qingqiu Yun's head flickered.
"Haha, that's true."
Feng Lin took out the previous body of the Spiritual Steel Army and said, "Senior, I need three things this time, and I will give the rest to you."
"Okay, what three things?"
Qingqiu Yun asked with a smile, "I'm fine right now, so I won't delay checking my phone."
"Two steel needles."
Feng Lin's hand gestured for thirty centimeters, "It's about this long."
"Steel needle? How thick?" Qingqiu Yun asked.
"Look at the small hole on the face of the Spiritual Steel Army. As long as it can be inserted smoothly, it will be fine."
Feng Lin pointed at the face of the Spirit Steel Army's body.
"I see, are you planning to use it against the Spiritual Steel Army?"
Qingqiu Yun smiled and nodded, "What else?"
"Customize a slightly curved knife."
Feng Lin's weapon was prepared for Akie Jinguji.
In fact, you can also make swords.
But since it was all tailor-made, Feng Lin thought it would be better to give her a more convenient weapon.
"good."
Qingqiu Yun nodded, "I'm fine anyway, let's start doing it now."
"Sorry to trouble you, senior."
Feng Lin lowered his head slightly.
"What are you talking about? We have such a good relationship and I am very happy to be able to help you."
Qingqiu Yun blinked at Feng Lin.
Feng Lin's expression was startled. It was terrible, and he felt his heart beat.
He looked at Qingqiu Yun's face, not daring to look at it for another second. He smiled awkwardly and said: "Senior, if you have anything to do in the future, feel free to speak up and I will definitely help."
"Okay, if I really need your help, I won't be polite."
Qingqiu Yun smiled and said, "Then I will make the steel needles you need first."
"Thank you very much. I have other things to do here, so I'll take my leave now."
Feng Lin surrendered to Qingqiu Yun.
"Come to me in ten days."
Qingqiu Yun agreed.
Feng Lin turned around and pulled Ye Yourong away quickly.
…
"Feng Lin, why do I feel that you are being manipulated by the other party?"
Ye Yourong glanced at Feng Lin disdainfully, "Humph! After all, he is still a vulgar man!"
"You have no right to say that to me. I'm not vulgar to you."
Feng Lin held down Ye Yourong's head.
"Tch! Look at what she said about helping you. She was very happy and said it as if she was helping you for free."
Ye Yourong curled her lips, "You clearly left her so many spiritual steel troops, and you don't owe her anything."
"Don't worry, I have my own ideas."
Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. He was not familiar with Qingqiu Yun, and he never let down his guard against this person.
Next, let’s think carefully about the Sun Clan’s affairs.
…
The deepest part of the Yin Yang Crusade headquarters.
Dark slate corner.
A man was lying on his side, his face facing the corner, and he was covered with a white military coat.
There is a black fish hanging on a part of the military coat.
The person lying on his side and resting in front of him is none other than the Black Emperor, Wei Ranhei.
"Okay, I know everything, you can go back."
Wei Ranhei's deep voice came.
"Hei Emperor, we resign."
The two commanders turned around and left, disappearing here in the blink of an eye.
There were only two people left around.
In addition to Wei Ranhei, there is also a cute girl.
She was holding a big bag of shrimp crackers and was stuffing it into her mouth quickly.
"Father, it seems that that person did not come from two places under our control."
Wei Yinghuo wiped his mouth and said, "That must be someone from Beihuang."