Sword Dao Alchemy

Yan Jin's face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Elder Yin, if you want to gossip, go somewhere else. I am here to refine weapons, not to refine my tongue."

Seeing Yan Jin's expression, Elder Yin understood eight or nine points in his heart, but he stopped pestering and left without saying a word.

"This villain... I'm afraid he will do something again..."

Yan Jin looked at Elder Yin's back and frowned.

...

"Who is this Lin Yun? Although he is an elite disciple, it is too much for the elders of the Mu Yun family to let me, a silver elder, to keep an eye on him and trip him up."

Elder Yin walked and wondered.

"Hey! Why do I think so much? As long as I get my benefits, it's enough."

"Dealing with him... is not easy."

"I'll go find Senior Brother Mo Ziyuan... He is a core disciple, and it's enough to deal with an elite disciple..."

"Elite disciples... There are too many servants for core disciples..."

Elder Yin muttered to himself and quickened his pace.

He didn't know that Lin Yun's true identity was a true disciple, and the elders of the Muyun family didn't tell him.

If he knew, he might not have taken on this task.

After all, going against a true disciple was not something that he, a silver-level elder, could afford.

Soon, he rushed to the palace where Mo Ziyuan lived, panting.

When he saw Mo Ziyuan, he was playing with swords in the martial arts field at home.

A group of gorgeous female disciples around were cheering, and the sound was full of sourness, which made him numb...

When Mo Ziyuan finished practicing swords, he finally came up to him.

"Senior Brother Mo, I have something important to tell you..."

"What important thing? Can't you see I'm busy..." Mo Ziyuan was very unhappy. He had just finished practicing swordsmanship and had some ideas in his mind, but was interrupted by Elder Yin.

Elder Yin did not retreat because of this, but said shamelessly: "Brother Mo wants a good weapon recently, today I passed by Shenglianfang and saw that they made one, it's very magical..."

"How magical is it?" Mo Ziyuan asked disdainfully.

"At that time, there was a thunder roar in the sky, and then... the clouds flew across the Shengbing Peak of Yan's family, turning into the shape of strange beasts, which was a sign that a weapon with the foundation of a holy weapon was born." Elder Yin added fuel to the fire.

Mo Ziyuan, who was originally full of disdain, was also shocked by his words, and asked anxiously: "Such a powerful weapon has appeared, what is it? Have you seen it? Where is it now?"

He asked several questions in a row, and Elder Yin was not confused, but rather a little proud.

"Now... the weapon is still in Shengbing Peak. If Brother Mo wants it, you can buy it." He said proudly, twisting his beard.

"Okay! Let's go now without delay, lest others know and get there first."

Mo Ziyuan didn't want to delay for a moment, so he stood up and left.

Elder Yin proudly pinched the face of a female disciple next to him, and followed him happily.

Then, a large group of people followed behind, and someone carried a luxurious golden sedan chair.

In a blink of an eye, a luxurious team went to Shenglianfang.

...

In a moment, they arrived at Shenglianfang.

Mo Ziyuan got off the luxurious golden sedan chair and only took Elder Yin inside.

When he looked up, he saw clouds surging on the top of Shengbing Peak.

Although it didn't turn into any strange beast, it was condensed and not dispersed, which was extraordinary.

"Sure enough, there are good treasures..."

Mo Ziyuan was delighted and rushed to Shengbing Peak.

As soon as he arrived at the foot of the peak, he was blocked by Yanjin.

"Whose child is it, why did you trespass into Shengbing Peak?"

Yanjin could see the mark of Mo Ziyuan's core disciple clearly, but he didn't give him any face.

Shenglianfang's status in the sect is also very important, and a core disciple can afford to offend him.

"Master! I heard that there were good things in your Shengbing Cave, so I came to take a look. I left in a hurry and didn't say hello to you. Please forgive me!"

Mo Ziyuan said bluntly, and didn't take Yanjin seriously.

Yanjin looked at Mo Ziyuan with disgust and said angrily: "There is a problem with my Shengbing Cave, and it is being repaired. I hope you don't affect it here and leave immediately."

Mo Ziyuan's face turned red, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Elder Yin suddenly stepped forward and said, "Master, why do you have to lie? Such a good weapon is only suitable for people like my last senior brother."

"Why do you have to identify that kid named Lin Yun? If I give it to him... wouldn't it be like throwing a pearl into the dark?"

When Mo Ziyuan heard this, he was immediately furious and asked, "Who is Lin Yun? How dare he snatch weapons from me?"

"Lin Yun is an elite disciple who has just entered the sect. He lives in the Yanyun Palace, which has not been visited for a long time. He is a person with no future." Elder Yin's flattery was very timely.

Yanyun Palace is indeed as he said, a palace that has been abandoned for a long time. The level is not high, and it is similar to the palaces where ordinary elites live.

Lan Yifeng found such a palace, naturally, he also wanted Lin Yun to be low-key, which is conducive to his practice in the sect.

But in the eyes of people like Elder Yin, he is just an ordinary down-and-out disciple.

"Humph! There are more than a dozen elite disciples who work as dogs under me." Mo Ziyuan sneered.

"With him... How can he be worthy of such a weapon."

Then he restrained his arrogance, bowed slightly to Yan Jin and said: "Master, ignore him, sell this weapon to me. I will definitely not let you suffer a loss."

Yan Jin ignored him and just pointed outside and said: "Please leave here immediately and don't disturb me."

"Ah! You old thing... you are shameless." Mo Ziyuan scolded and shouted: "If you don't give it to me today, I will ask my master to get it."

His master is also a quasi-saint, which is the standard for core disciples.

However, he recognized it himself.

Because the training method of all disciples in Shanhe Sect is the same, no special master will be assigned to each disciple.

Of course, if someone must recognize a master, as long as the other party does not refuse, a closer master-disciple relationship can be formed.

Who knows, Yan Jin didn't buy his tricks at all, and sneered: "No matter who comes, if they want to do something to Shenglianfang, they have to estimate it."

Yan Jin said this with confidence.

Not to mention that his own strength is close to that of a quasi-saint, but also because he has contacts with many quasi-saints in the sect.

His Yan family is not a big family in the sect, but in terms of influence, it is definitely not low. Most of the people he interacts with are high-level people in the sect.

"I'm telling you! If you don't get out of here and still want to entangle here... I'll throw you out..."

Mo Ziyuan's face changed, and he ran out in embarrassment without waiting for Yanjin to make a move.

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