My Sister is Tianzun

Jiang Yinrou didn't know this, and was very comfortable with earning so many spirit stones today.

"Brother-in-law, this is yours." Of course, she knows the rules. These pill furnaces are Chen Ze's things. All the 60,000 middle-grade spirit stones she will earn are given to Chen Ze, and she will keep three thousand for at least two years. The spiritual stone for cultivation is enough.

"What's this?" Chen Ze asked.

"Lingshi, all of them are middle-grade." Jiang Yinrou said excitedly: "Brother-in-law, the pill furnaces you eliminated are very popular. Even Cui Chao and Yang Wenxin have participated in the bidding, if they were not afraid to sell them all at once. Too much affects the price, I want to sell them directly."

Chen Ze pushed the ring back: "Since you can turn waste into treasure, you can use it to get these benefits. Besides, if I really need it, I can refine a pill to the family as much as I want."

Jiang Yinrou sighed: "People are more popular than others, we have to work hard to do family tasks for the spirit stone, but you can earn it casually."

"In our Jiang family, there is really no shortage of spirit stones. As long as you work hard, you can support your own cultivation." Chen Ze smiled.

"Brother-in-law, earning Lingshi is not as easy as you think." Jiang Yin softly pouted.

"Perhaps." Chen Ze said: "Well, I have nothing to do here. You can do your own business first."

Jiang Yinrou left, and Chen Ze took out the pot. He planned to refine the artifacts for Jiang Yinrou first, and then retreat to practice. After all, soy sauce has been around for so long, and the people of the same generation have been in retreat to prepare for Yuankong Island to compete for the seed of the law. Chen Ze now has the confidence not to fear any opponents, but five years later, things may not be the same.

After all, they are all geniuses, and their cultivation speed is terrifying.

Jiang Yinrou is now his person and cannot be looked down upon in Jiang's family. Chen Ze carefully looked at the nine swords she designed, and they were all good.

Jiang Yinrou has reached the limit. These patterns are unique, and Chen Ze can't make a choice either. Fortunately, they are all refined.

The fire broke out, and Chen Ze didn't stop for two consecutive days. On one side of the wall were piled eight exquisitely styled long swords, exuding the aura of a fairy-level high-grade magic weapon.

He was still refining the last handle, but a voice suddenly sounded in the room: "Are you going to open a magic tool shop? How do you refine so many magic tools?"

With a graceful posture, she picked up a sword and sighed with her fingers, "Xianzhang is the top grade, I am moved by the sight of it."

"Are you doing something?" Chen Ze squinted at her, showing no good expressions.

Jiang Qinghe hummed softly: "I gave you my place to live, so why do you still treat me like this?"

Chen Ze didn't take it seriously, "I asked you to let it go?"

"That's OK, the young king won't let it. The bed you made is mine, so give it back to me."

When she said that, she lay directly on the bed, squeezing her head and face with one hand, and her pupils reflected the flames of Chen Ze's refining magical artifacts.

Om...

A long sword contended, and the breath instantly dispersed.

Chen Ze cleaned the cauldron and put it away, and then arranged the nine swords side by side. People seemed to freeze there, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Qinghe was so bored that his eyelids grew heavy, and he didn't know when he fell asleep. She didn't know that Chen Ze stood there all night, until the dawn of dawn suddenly shot into the room, and Chen Ze was awakened.

Be yelling!

A sword suddenly fell, and the sound also awakened Jiang Qinghe. The girl opened her eyes and barked her teeth directly: "Hi...it hurts."

She slept all night with her head on her side, and when she got up she felt pain from the neck to the back. The girl got out of bed and shook her waist hard: "What's the matter, how can my body be so weak and so weak."

Chen Ze took a look at her, "The blood is not smooth. Although it will not cause much damage to the body for a long time, there are still sores and pains. After all, you are still a person."

"Let's take pleasure in the misfortune." Jiang Qinghe took two difficult steps, which felt that she would not be so uncomfortable in her retreat for a year or two.

"Brother-in-law, good morning! I have prepared breakfast, would you like to eat it?" Jiang Yinrou knocked on the door outside.

It happened that Chen Ze was about to give her the refined sword and said, "Come in."

Squeak...

The door was stunned by Jiang Yinrou with infuriating energy, and he just saw Jiang Qinghe standing there with her waist pinched. His eyes were straight, "When did Qingyao sister leave the customs? Isn't your Shaowangtang disciple a closed deadlock? , Will not open in less than five years."

Of course, Jiang Qinghe couldn't let Jiang Yinrou see this side of her own. After putting down her hand, she said, "The long night is long and sleepless, and it's okay for me to see my immortal couple."

Since Jiang Yinrou had misunderstood, she planned to make the mistake.

"No, no, I was rash. Sister Qingyao, you continue."

Jiang Qinghe shook his head, "No, I'm too tired, my waist hurts."

Jiang Yinrou blushed when she heard it, and her brother-in-law's physique was too strong. In other words, Sister Qing Yao is also the physique of the quasi-young king, and she has been tossing like this overnight.

"Why are you blushing? She slept!" Chen Ze saw the clues and hurriedly explained.

"I...I know. I sleep all these things."

Uh……

Chen Ze looked at the girl, he had never found Xiao Nizi so dirty, so he had to think about it.

"Forget it, the more you describe it, the darker it gets, I'm too lazy to explain it." Chen Ze knocked on the table: "Come and take a look. I've already made your magic weapon."

Jiang Yinrou's attention had always been attracted by Jiang Qinghe, but instead ignored the magical instruments placed at Chen Ze's table.

When she heard this, she walked over excitedly and saw that all nine swords had been refined by Chen Ze, and the descendants were all stunned.

"Brother-in-law, I'm not dreaming. You have refined all nine patterns! In fact, you can choose any one to refine. I'm not picky. You must be exhausted."

How could Jiang Yinrou not get excited.

The nine-handed swords were all high-grade magic weapons of the immortal rank, and each of them was of extraordinary value, and she could not make a choice at all.

"It's hard for me to choose which one is better, so I just refine it all and see what the final result is."

Jiang Qinghe was stunned. Hearing what the two said, Chen Ze, who co-authored with him, has made nine patterns because of his bad choices, and they are all high-grade magical weapons of the immortal order!

The Jiang family does have three or four pseudo-dao artifacts for the younger disciples to use, but most of the holy children and the younger generations of the domain are still using the fairy-tier artifacts, and even the higher-level fairy-tier artifacts are not. One piece of manpower.

Is there such a great skill?

Jiang Yinrou's hands trembled. She picked up each of the swords and watched carefully. After a long time, she stomped her feet uncomfortably: "Oh, brother-in-law, you really hate it. No one can choose the drawing. You have made nine swords here. How do I choose?"

"That's it, you really hate it, how do people choose." Jiang Qinghe joked from the side.

Jiang Yinrou only noticed that she was a little bit embarrassed, her face flushed even more, "Sister Qing Yao, you are laughing at me."

Chen Ze said: "If you can't choose, you won't choose, just take it all."

What?

Not to mention Jiang Yinrou, even Jiang Qinghe, who was the young king, was stunned. This is a nine-handed immortal rank high-grade magic weapon, he actually wants to send out all of it.

"Ahem..." Jiang Qinghe reminded Chen Ze: "Do you know how much merit these magical items can be handed over to the family?"

"Are there many?" Chen Ze asked.

"Very much." Jiang Yinrou answered, "Brother-in-law, you can't even use it for me. It's better to exchange merits, and you can exchange rare resources from the Treasure Pavilion."

In the Jiang family, there are three treasure houses for disciples to use. According to the different status, free and quantitative collection. For the entire Jiang family, it is only Chen Ze who has specially approved it, and can use the resources in it unlimitedly. Of course, Chen Ze earned 900 years of resources for his family, so he has this qualification.

But the things in the treasure pavilion are different. There are finished magical instruments and medicines, as well as rare materials and exercises. If you want to redeem, you can only use family merits. The only way to obtain family merits is to do tasks for the family, donate resources, or receive them regularly according to their status.

"I don't use most of the stuff in it. What do you do in exchange." Chen Ze disapproved, swept away his sleeves, and walked out of the room with a nine-handed sword: "Look, brother-in-law teaches you how to use this nine-handed sword! "