"Master, I don't know. This sword is called Scale Lian, and its owner is Liu Qian, the instructor of Canglan Martial Arts Palace."
Ji Wenshu said bitterly.
Mu Feng was startled. He did not expect that the owner of the long sword spirit weapon in front of him was the mentor of Canglan Martial Palace.
Canglan Martial Mansion, as the holy land of martial arts in Canglan Kingdom, ordinary disciples are respected by everyone, and the status of mentors is even more noble.
"Why did the mentor of Canglan Martial Palace appear in Tongyang City, and why did the spiritual soldiers let you here?"
Mu Feng felt strange and looked at Ji Wenshu, waiting for the latter's explanation.
"I don't know the purpose of Lady Liu Qian coming to Tongyang City! She came to me to ask me to repair this knife!"
Having said this, Ji Wenshu said dejectedly: "She only gave me three days. If the knife cannot be repaired smoothly, the Ji family will suffer."
Mu Feng nodded. No wonder Ji Wenshu was so anxious to refine the spiritual weapon again. He must have wanted to become a spiritual craftsman as soon as possible and be able to repair the scale chain.
Mu Feng glanced at the long knife on the counter and shook his head secretly.
At first glance, the blade of this knife has a few cracks, which are not obvious. As long as Ji Wenshu successfully becomes a spiritual craftsman, he can naturally repair the cracks on the blade completely.
But Mu Feng knew that the real damage to this sword was not the blade, but the inner spirit of the weapon.
If the weapon spirit is not repaired from the root, no matter how perfect the repair is, the blade cannot be completely restored.
Mu Feng did not reveal the situation of the scale chain. In the final analysis, the matter had nothing to do with him. It was a transaction between the Ji family and Liu Qian.
Moreover, he was sure that Liu Qian should have promised the Ji family a lot of benefits, otherwise Ji Wenshu would not have taken the risk to repair the scale chain alone.
"Let's get started! Follow the steps to refine the weapon. If there are any problems, I will point them out in time!"
Mu Feng flicked his fingers, and the Purple Heart Fire burst out of his palm and flew towards Ji Wenshu.
Ji Wenshu hurriedly recited the formula, and spent a lot of effort to barely control the Purple Heart Fire.
Then, he walked towards the stove and controlled the purple heart fire to place it in the stove.
Next, Ji Wenshu began to refine the spirit weapons in an orderly manner, washing sand, making iron, frying steel, refining and other steps were completed in an orderly manner.
During this period, Mu Feng also reminded him several times, which made the refining process of Ji Wenshu more and more comfortable.
A few hours later, after repeated forging by Ji Wenshu, a sword with golden brilliance flowing throughout its body was completely produced.
"You only need to complete the last step of 'blood sacrifice', and this spiritual weapon will be completely completed!"
Mu Feng smiled lightly.
Ji Wenshu was already trembling with excitement. He carefully took off the sword and knelt in front of Mu Feng.
"Master Mu, please accept this sword! Without your guidance, Wen Shu would not have successfully refined the spiritual weapon, let alone become a true spiritual craftsman."
Ji Wenshu's face flushed with excitement, but his eyes were full of gratitude.
"Okay! I will accept this sword!"
Mu Feng did not refuse and accepted the sword from Ji Wenshu generously.
Ji Wenshu is now a true spiritual craftsman. With experience, he can refine more spiritual weapons.
"Master Mu, there are several purchased spiritual beasts imprisoned in the basement of our Ji family! If you want to perform a blood sacrifice, I will send someone to make arrangements for you immediately!"
Ji Wenshu was very attentive.
"Okay! Take me there, and I need a sword box!"
Mu Feng said calmly.
Now, Mu Feng has three swords in total, namely the Blood Seal Throat, the Broken Sword and the sword forged by Ji Wenshugang.
An ordinary scabbard can only hold one sword, but the sword box has a large space and can hold several swords, which is perfect for Mu Feng now.
"no problem!"
Ji Wenshu laughed, personally led Mu Feng out, and told Ji Haonan to entertain Mu Feng well.
The matter of the spirit beast and the sword box was also explained in detail.
After Ji Haonan and Mu Feng left, Ji Wenshu entered the weapon refining room again.
His eyes fell on the long knife placed on the counter, with an eager look in his eyes.
Ji Haonan first took Mu Feng to the Ji family weapons depot and gave the best sword box to Mu Feng, and then took Mu Feng to the basement.
The basement is cold and damp.
As soon as he entered the basement, Mu Feng heard the sound of deep beast roars.
A total of three spiritual beasts are imprisoned here, namely the Gale Rabbit, the Thunder Fox and the Cerberus.
The so-called spiritual beasts are beasts that possess certain intelligence and can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to continuously evolve.
The levels of spiritual beasts are the same as those of warriors. They are also divided into lifeline realm, life wheel realm and life sea realm.
What surprised Mu Feng was that the three spirit beasts imprisoned in the basement of the Ji family were all spirit beasts at the twelfth level of the Lifeline Realm, with powerful auras and full of wildness.
Mu Feng couldn't help but sigh at the Ji family's wealth. Spirit beasts of this level were extremely expensive, and the Ji family actually bought three of them at once.
If it weren't for the fact that the spirit beasts are so difficult to tame, the Ji family would be on equal footing with the Luo family and the Feng family just with these three spirit beasts.
"Master Mu, these three spiritual beasts are all very powerful. Which one do you like?"
Ji Haonan asked diligently.
Mu Feng glanced around and his eyes fell on the hellhound, which was completely black and as big as a calf.
Among the three spiritual beasts, Mu Feng is more inclined to the Cerberus.
The reason is that Cerberus has a certain blood relationship with the monster three-headed Cerberus, and its plasticity is stronger.
"That's it!"
As Mu Feng spoke, he stepped in front of the Cerberus, took out the sword from the sword box, and stabbed the Cerberus between the eyebrows with one sword.
At first, the hellhound struggled hard, but gradually stopped moving due to excessive blood loss.
Mu Feng kneaded the secrets with both hands and started the blood sacrifice ceremony.
I saw the sword between the hell dog's eyebrows blooming with a bright golden light.
In the golden light, the spirit of the hell dog appeared, hovering around the sword.
"The Great Method of Soul Resurrection!"
Mu Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he began to use the secret technique "Resurrection of Souls" to gather the spirits scattered in the world to reshape the spirit of the hell dog.
After the hellhound continued to absorb the spirits of heaven and earth, it began to undergo earth-shaking changes.
I saw a second head sprouting from its neck, and then a third... "This..." Ji Haonan was completely shocked when he saw the three-headed hell dog spirit in front of him.
He could naturally tell that Mu Feng had used some means to prompt the hellhound's spirit to evolve again, making it even more powerful.
Roar! The spirit of the three-headed hellhound let out a shocking roar that resounded throughout the basement.
Ji Haonan's eyes showed pain and he couldn't help but cover his ears.
The other two spirit beasts were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and shivered.
After the three-headed hellhound finished roaring, it gave Mu Feng a complicated look and then got into the sword.
Whoosh! The sword shot out backwards and floated in front of Mu Feng. The entire sword body was filled with bright golden light.
"I order you to be 'Destroyed'. From now on, you will follow me to eliminate all injustices in the world!"
Mu Feng flicked the sword's edge with his right finger and spat out the words softly, accompanied by Qingyue's sword cry that resounded throughout the entire ground.
Ji Haonan was deeply shocked.
He stared dumbfounded at the otherworldly back of the young man in front of him.
The soul-shaking sound of the sword was constantly echoing in my ears.
Is such a powerful spirit really the hell dog just now?