Mo Qianxun is known for his gentleness and elegance at speed, but now, this old guy with fairy spirit has sweared in front of the younger generation, which shows how excited he is.

Fang Lie and others were stunned. No one expected that Mo Qianxun would have such a side.

But Mo Qianxun didn't care about so much. He grabbed Fang Lie's shoulder and asked excitedly: "Did Xuanmen tell you the specific situation? Is there any spiritual thing that can be used as fuel? How much does it take to improve the seventh-level magic weapon to the eighth level?"

Facing the excited Mo Qianxun, Fang Lie had no choice but to smile bitterly: "It should be that all spiritual items can be used as fuel, but low-level items have too little spirituality, which is better than nothing, and it is difficult to play a role in high-level magic weapons. However, if the fuel is an eighth-level object, whether it is a magic weapon or a monster, you can upgrade at least the peak of the third-level seventh level to the eighth level."

"That's great, it's great," Mo Qianxun said excitedly: "There are no other things in the Momen, but there are many treasures. There are a lot of things at the peak of the seventh level in the warehouse, at least a few thousand pieces, many of which are exhausted and cannot advance. But now, with this treasure, can't we mass produce eighth level magic weapons?"

"It's not that good, right?" Fang Lie said carefully: "Spirituality can only exist in treasures. If the potential of the magic weapon itself is not enough to advance to the eighth level, no matter how much spirituality it is, it will only be lost and wasted. Therefore, it can only enhance those treasures with huge potential."

"It doesn't matter. You can find thousands of similar treasures in the inventory," Mo Qianxun said with a smile: "With this treasure in the Momen, it's like a tiger's wings."

"Cough cough" Mo Lanyun suddenly coughed twice at this time, and then reminded: "Grandpa, this is Brother Fang Lie's own treasure and does not belong to the Momen."

"Who said? How can such a good treasure be kept in private hands? It must be handed over." Mo Qianxun immediately smiled at the other party: "Boy, you are the Lord of Ren and need to set an example for the sect. This treasure is of great significance to the sect, so you can contribute it."

When Fang Lie heard this, he rolled his eyes and couldn't help but laugh at him: "I don't know how many treasures are of great significance to the sect, why should I hand over it now?

"That's right?" Mo Lanyun also pouted and said, "Who does not have a treasure under the box in the Mo Sect? Everything is of great significance to the sect, why don't they hand over it?"

"Master, I also think it's wrong to ask Brother Fang Lie to hand over the treasure," Maomao also whispered.

"Okay, one is my granddaughter and the other is my disciple. Why are you turning your elbows out?" Mo Qianxun couldn't help complaining: "I'm just thinking about the sect, is this wrong?"

"Hmph" Mo Lanyun didn't like this and snorted coldly: "Why do you think about the sect? It's just a beautiful thing. If you really think about the sect, why don't you find other big families? Not to mention anything else, the Jin family's ancient treasure ship and the Bai family's Lingtian Sword are nothing worse than this treasure ship. Why don't you ask them to hand over?"

"Master" Maomao also blushed, "I know you have many treasures. Several of them are treasures of the ninth level. You can't bear to hand them over, so why are you embarrassed to threaten my brother?"

"Ah?" Fang Lie's eyes turned green immediately when he heard this, and he couldn't help but say, "You actually have several magic weapons that are nearly ninth level in your hands? Are you too rich, right?"

Mo Qianxun blushed and hurriedly defended, "That was obtained when I was traveling outside. Although it was great, it was not as good as this thing. In addition."

Mo Qianxun stared at Maomao and said in a pity: "I open the treasure house to you to show you to help you choose good things to defend yourself. As a result, you are repaying me like this?"

Speaking of this, Mo Qianxun was almost irritated.

Maomao was a little embarrassed, but she said firmly: "Who told you to bully your brother? Otherwise, they wouldn't reveal your true feelings."

"Damn it, it's so hateful." Mo Qianxun said with a sad and angry face: "Is it true that my master is not as important as your brother?"

"The master values ​​me because of my talent, but my brother values ​​me because of me." Maomao said lightly: "When my face is covered with hair and my body is smelly, only my brother is willing to hold me, tell me stories, and make me laugh. He would rather not practice by himself than save the spirit stones for me to eat. In order not to be bullied, my brother was beaten and injured. At most, his bones were broken. Master, where are you?"

"Ah" Mo Qianxun was immediately embarrassed. At that time, he was naturally playing leisurely. As the head of the sect, such a bad thing happened to him. The two geniuses were bullied for ten years, and finally they were falsely accused and almost framed to death. This was simply ridiculing his incompetence.

Mo Qianxun was no longer embarrassed to ask for the baby, and quickly smiled bitterly, "Okay, OK, it was all my fault before, it was my dereliction of duty, so why not?

"Oh," Mo Qianxun sighed and said depressedly: "I want to go back now and arrest everyone who bullies you and beat them to death one by one."

"It's not too late now?" Mo Lanyun said angrily: "The experience of Brother Fang Lie and Sister Maomao is so pitiful. Those people are so hateful. Why don't grandpa punish grandpa severely?"

"Almost all of those people were beaten to death by Fang Lie. I'll go to the underworld to punish me severely?" Mo Qianxun said angrily: "Okay, don't mention the past. Let's talk about this Netherworld warship? Fang Lie, even if he can't hand it over to the sect, he has to give the sect the right to use it."

"Understand" Fang Lie nodded and said, "I'm not a stingy person, so I will definitely use it by the sect. However, I have to upgrade all the treasures in my hands first before I can improve the sect."

"No problem" Mo Qianxun waved his hand and said, "If you have anything you need, just ask for it."

"This time, I need some accessories at the peak of the seventh level and prepare to upgrade it to the eighth level." Fang Lie then smiled and said, "But I don't have the free magic weapon of the eighth level. Can the head coach support some?"

There are not many treasures of the eighth level even in the Mo Sect. Fang Lie will definitely be reluctant to sacrifice himself, so he can only seek help from the sect.

Over the years, Momen has fought with countless forces, winning and losing, and seized many eighth-level magic weapons. A small part of them can be used, but more are unable to use them because of the different skills of their skills. They can only be accumulated in the warehouse as a show-off spoil.

But these things are actually very valuable, because at some point, transactions can be made and handed over to those who can use them, and the value will not be reduced in the slightest.

Therefore, these eighth-level spoils from the Mo Sect are also valuable. Without the nod of the head of Mo Qianxun, Fang Lie would not be able to get them at all.

When Mo Qianxun heard this, he nodded and smiled, "There is no problem. I will give you a low-level magic sword of eighth grade first, and try it."

As he said that, Mo Qianxun made several magic tricks, then went deep into the void with one hand and took out a blood-colored sword.

Although this sword is only one foot long, and the sword body is even thinner like chopsticks, it exudes a terrifying and fierce aura. Even a person with a cultivation level, Fang Lie felt uncomfortable after being hit by the anger.

"Blood River Sword" Mo Qianxun thought about the little sword and introduced: "I got it four hundred years ago. At that time, his master, the Blood Sword Venerable of the Blood Sea Sect, was very unlucky to meet me outside. I was not polite. I killed someone, seized the treasure, and left gently after the incident, without taking away a cloud. Until now, no one in the Blood Sea Sect knows why the true person of the Thunder Tribulation suddenly disappeared, hehe."

When he said this, Mo Qianxun's face was full of pride, and Fang Lie and others were covered in cold sweat.

Maomao couldn't help but ask curiously: "Master, you don't all your treasures come from this, right?"

"Punishing evil and eliminating evil is the sacred duty of our righteous monks, so I will naturally implement it firmly and thoroughly." Mo Qianxun said righteously and righteously: "Of course, is it human nature to confiscate their tools for evil?"

"To put it bluntly, it's just a robbery," Fang Lie rolled his eyes.

"Stop talking nonsense." Mo Qianxun knocked Fang Lie on the head and said, "Start live quickly, let me take a good look at the magic of this thing."

"I haven't prepared a magic weapon for the seventh level peak for me yet," Fang Lie hurriedly said: "I want to explore the accessories of warships of this type."

"Haha, this is simple." Mo Qianxun smiled slightly, then said to Mo Wanfang: "Go to the treasure house and find the seven-light treasure trove that was passed down from ancient times."

"Seven Lights Treasure Mirror?" Mo Wanfang was stunned and couldn't help but say, "Didn't that thing be sealed for tens of thousands of years? It's about to advance to level eight, and you really want to take it out now?"

"How long does it look like?" Mo Qianxun said angrily: "I understand and tell you, when I was young, I fell in love with this treasure. I booked it at that time and wanted to wait for it to advance to be the first to recognize the owner and use it. But it was almost two thousand years old, and it still looked like it was dead. Later, I asked the elders of the family and realized that its virtue was almost ten thousand years old and was always on the verge of promotion, but it was really frustrating to not advance. Instead of waiting slowly, Yu Qiang asked Fang Lie to help it, Fang Lie also needed such a top-notch detecting treasure appraisal."

"Okay," Mo Wanfang heard this, and after a little more, he agreed and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!