Yun Tian hurriedly clasped his fists tremblingly and said: "Yi Yiyi, Mr. Yi, the little old man is an elder of the Lihuo sect, he just came to Qi Tiancheng by the way, and he was bewitched by Ximen Xiongda before, so he agreed to be his helper , not against Mr. Yi, there was something offended before. I also ask you to make atonement."
He was afraid that Lin Yi would kill him as a member of the Qitian Alliance, and he would die unjustly, so he hurriedly explained.
"You're not a good guy either, get out!" Lin Yi waved his hand. He had no intention of killing him. The latter is an elder of the Lihuo sect. He had to be cautious when facing such a huge monster, and the latter had never offended him. He has no need to kill.
"Yes, yes, thank you, my lord, I'll go now, little old man!"
Yun Tian bowed again and again, then turned around and walked away, disappearing into the vast night, running faster than a rabbit.
Only a group of Mo family members were left, looking at Lin Yi as if they were facing an abyss. It is true that their Mo family members had no grievances with Lin Yi, but when Ximen Xiongda wanted to kill Lin Yi, instead of helping, they shirked responsibility. Now that I think about it , One by one too late to regret.
Lin Yi glanced at Mo Feng, nodded kindly to him, and then looked at Old Ghost Mo. Among the entire Mo Family, only Mo Feng was pleasing to his eyes. Lin Yi didn't bother to associate with this kind of person to help refine the weapon.
"Hey! Senior Mo, it's time to talk about our private affairs." Lin Yi smiled, and walked towards Mo Ye step by step. Behind him, the big slave followed Lin Yi's pace, and the iron chain around his neck rattled The ringing, crisp sound seemed particularly permeating in the night sky.
"Yi, Yi, little friend Yi, don't be joking. Between you and me, how can there be any private matters to talk about?" Mo Ye subconsciously took a few steps back, with a kind old face stretched longer than a pumpkin.
Lin Yi curled his lips and said with a smile: "Senior Mo, don't be afraid, this junior is here to ask you to help refine the weapon. I heard that you have rules here, and you won't make a move easily."
"Refiner~"
Mo Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "There are no rules. Mr. Yi is here. There are no rules. I am willing to help you refine it for free."
"Thank you!" Lin Yi clasped his fists slightly, thinking to himself: If I had known this, I wouldn't have bothered, and I would directly lead the big slave to kill the Mo family, and beat the old bangzi violently. What happened soon was resolved.
In this world, as long as one has strength, nothing is impossible.
"Er... Xiaoyou Yi, can you put it away first, the old man looks scared." Mo Ye looked at Da Nu tremblingly, and said cautiously.
Mo Family: "...·"
Lin Yi nodded, and with a thought, the slave turned into a blue light and entered his body.
At Mo Ye's invitation, Lin Yi was invited into the meeting hall of the Mo family. Fortunately, Mo Feng was also called to accompany him, and Mo Yu was in charge of pouring tea.
The three of them sat down as the guest of honor, Mo Yu added tea, and stood behind her brother like a maid, but she was honored, the standard of hospitality for Lin Yi was very high, and Mo Ye personally accompanied her, even the head of the family, Mo Cheng, was not qualified to follow.
A pair of eyes, like autumn water, secretly glanced at Lin Yi from time to time.
As for Mo Feng, he didn't say a word. Up to now, his head is still in a daze.
"Little friend Yi, I propose to you with tea instead of wine." Mo Ye raised his teacup and solemnly offered tea to Lin Yi. Now he has returned to his normal state, and he is no longer frightened. After all, he is on land. Immortals, people who have experienced strong winds and waves.
"Mr. Mo is too polite. It should be the junior who respects you. Mo Feng and I are friends, so I should call you senior." Lin Yi had a natural demeanor and kept his posture very low. After all, he was asking for help.
As he spoke, he picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp, without putting on airs at all.
"Don't dare, let's drink together, Xiaofeng, what are you doing in a daze, and you still don't respect Yi Xiaoyou."
"Yes, yes, Mr. Yi, I did it too." Mo Feng quickly stood up and drank it down. At this time, he was somewhat reserved in front of Lin Yi.
After some politeness, they sat down again, and Mo Ye said, "Little friend Yi, I don't know what kind of spiritual weapon do you want the old man to help refine when you come here this time?"
"It's not a refining tool, it's about repairing one thing, that's it."
With a backhand, Lin Yi grabbed a big bow from the Qiankun bag. The rusty and rusty body of the bow immediately attracted the attention of the three of Mo Ye. Soul-locking bow is extraordinary.
"This is the soul-locking bow. It is worthy of being a treasure handed down from ancient times. It is invaluable." Mo Yu commented after taking a look at the soul-locking bow.
After receiving the soul-locking bow, Mo Ye obsessively stroked some simple bows, praised them again and again, and raised his eyebrows for a long time before saying: "Little friend Yi, there is no problem with the bow, but this bow string is the sixth-order Litian Kui Niu's cow. Made of tendons, although the bowstring is good, it does not match the soul-locking bow, and cannot exert the power that the soul-locking bow should have. Xiaoyou Yi wants to add another bowstring, right?"
As expected of a master craftsman, Mo Ye saw the shortcomings of this soul-locking bow at a glance, and also saw Lin Yi's purpose for coming here.
"Yes! Senior Mo has good eyesight."
Lin Yi nodded: "Can it be repaired?"
Mo Ye frowned, and said: "Although this soul-locking bow can't be considered a high-grade spiritual weapon, it is an ancient relic, and it is far from being comparable to the current mid-grade spiritual weapons. If such a weapon is refined, the old man thinks If it can’t be done, there’s no problem with renewing a bow. But…”
Speaking of this, Mo Ye paused for a moment, and continued: "However, I still can't continue. There are two strict conditions to continue the bowstring."
"What conditions?" Lin Yi also frowned, unexpectedly, he came here a hundred million miles away and got such an answer.
Mo Ye said: "The first condition is the problem of materials. Gongxuan is very difficult to find. You must use the animal tendons of the sixth-order dragon-like spirit beasts. Such materials, not to mention my Mo family, even the entire Qitian City." Couldn't find one."
"Mr. Yi, the sixth-level dragon-like spirit beasts are not easy to deal with. At least they have the fighting power of the middle-level metamorphosis. It's not that grandpa doesn't help, but that such spirit beasts don't have any tendons at all." Mo Feng explained in this way, lest Lin Yi therefore angered the Mohists.
"Xiaofeng is right!"
Mo Ye nodded, and glanced at Mo Feng appreciatively, as if to say, you're a jerk.
He continued: "If there are beast tendons of the sixth-order flood dragon, the old man guarantees that the bow hyeon refined will be at least five times more powerful than the original one."
"That's it! Mr. Mo, please read this?"
Lin Yi showed joy when he heard the words, and casually took out a bloody animal tendon from the Qiankun bag. The arm was thick and thin, and could be as long as ten feet. The texture was orange, and it was very tough at first glance.
"This, this, this is... the dragon tendon, the sixth-order dragon tendon!"
Mo Ye's eyes widened, he hurriedly stepped forward to take the animal tendon, studied it for a while, and came to such a judgment.
What? Dragon tendon? Sixth-order dragon tendons?
Mo Yu and Mo Feng were completely dumbfounded. They never expected that Lin Yi would be so generous, and he would just take out a whole dragon tendon.
Looking at the blood on it, this is a fresh dragon tendon, and its owner should have died not long ago.
Could it be... Lin Yi slayed the dragon?
The two brothers and sisters looked at each other with expressions of horror. They had no idea how strong a sixth-order dragon was, but they also understood that it was far from being comparable to dragons.
Even the lowest dragon is enough to be king among creatures of the same rank.
"Old Mo, is this black dragon tendon okay?" Lin Yi asked again.
Mo Ye excitedly said: "Okay, that's great, the owner of this dragon tendon has half the blood of a real dragon, and it complements the soul-locking bow. If it is used as a bow string, it will definitely display a trace of the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon. "
As the top refiner in Dongsheng Continent, Mo Ye can refine the best middle-grade spiritual weapons, but he still can't make top-grade spiritual weapons. If this soul-locking bow can be continued with a bow, it will be the highest masterpiece in his life.
"High-grade spiritual soldiers!" Lin Yi was also extremely surprised. In his impression, high-grade spiritual soldiers were legendary existences. Some people said that there was not a single high-grade spiritual soldier in the entire Dongsheng Continent.
Others said that there might exist such weapons in the Eight Great Powers and Longshe Ridge, but even if there were, everyone would keep them as secrets and would not show them to others until the sect was alive or dead.
"Okay, great, great."
Mo Ye's eyes widened, he looked at the Soul Locking Bow and Dragon Tendon, the more satisfied he looked. For a refiner like him, refining such weapons is his supreme honor.
If Lin Yi does not agree to refining now, the old guy will not be happy.
"Little friend Yi, where did you get this dragon tendon?" Mo Ye asked seriously.
"Dragon Abyss." Lin Yi replied casually.
Dragon Abyss!
Mo Yu and Mo Feng's eyes were dizzy, and the Demon Dragon Abyss was a forbidden place. They never imagined that Lin Yi had ever been to such a dangerous place.
"Yes, yes! Only the Demon Dragon Abyss has real dragons." Speaking of the Demon Dragon Abyss, Mo Ye had deep fear in his eyes, and he also had deep fear of that place.
"Old Mo, now that the first condition has been met, let's talk about the second condition!" Lin Yi reminded him after taking a sip of tea.
"Eh... this." Mo Ye was dumbfounded, and stood there with a troubled expression on his face.
It is not difficult to see from his expression that the second condition is probably even more stringent than the first.
"Is the second condition difficult?"
Seeing Mo Ye's expression, Lin Yi asked.
"um, yes!"
Mo Ye showed a bitter smile, and explained: "It's not difficult to refine the bow-hyun. It needs special techniques and potions to brew for seven to forty-nine days, and then temper it to remove the impurities in the dragon's tendons."
"The most difficult thing is Xu Gongxuan. This is not only a matter of technique, but also requires a lot of strength. I can't do it alone."
Lin Yi nodded when he heard the words. Mo Ye's words are not difficult to understand. It takes a lot of effort to draw the bow. Whether it is the bow of the soul-locking bow or the pulling of the dragon's tendons, it takes a lot of strength. You need to ask someone to help you. Obviously, ordinary warriors can't help much, you must have land gods.
