One side of the Wu steward looked at Mu Yan with a smile, and looked to Xiang Yunzhou. It was not like the awe of other subordinates looking at their master, but it was full of closeness and tolerance. Governor Xiang Yun's eyelashes trembled and his eyes seemed to twinkle. After a long time, he took the bag and gritted his teeth and said, "OK, I'll try again!" Mu Yan has always felt that Xiang Yunzhou's character is soft and gentle, not like the leader of a league, but like a rich man among mortals. However, after seeing him refining weapons with his own eyes, he suddenly realized that he was a strong man who had reached the peak of Chahai. At the peak of chahaijing, in the whole floating island, there are very few monks who have reached this level. Xiang Yunzhou is also a soul master. His Summoner is a fire fox. According to steward Wu, the eyes of the fox were brown. But mu Yan helped Xiang Yunzhou absorb a small amount of Jinwu heat, and it turned into golden red. And the flame he spewed, from the original orange red, into a golden red. With the spirit fire in the cellar more and more prosperous. Xiang Yunzhou completely took away the uneasiness and uneasiness in his eyes and concentrated on putting the materials in. The temperature in the room is climbing. With the burning smell of the materials, the rich spiritual power permeates the whole refining room. Wu Guanshi: "doctor Jun, when the high-level magic weapon is half refined, there will be a vortex of spiritual power around it. Your cultivation is too low. There will be danger here. It's better to wait outside."“ No need Mu Yan only returned his two words, and he focused on every move of Xiang Yunzhou. Strange! Why does she feel like she has similar memories and scenes in her mind? But she had never learned how to refine. In addition, there are no skills related to weapon refining in the inheritance of divine musicians. But soon, Mu Yan put the idea behind her. Because the psychic vortex began to appear in the refining chamber. Wu steward offered a magic weapon to resist and protect Mu Yan. His forehead was full of sweat. But mu Yan didn't seem to notice these at all. All her attention was drawn to the seven swords that were gradually forming in the cellar. Deep in her sea of knowledge. Qijue sword is beating, as if it has its own heart. Then gradually, the seven swords in the cellar also jumped up. It's like the magic weapon of the dead. At this moment, he was suddenly endowed with the spirit. Xiang Yunzhou, who is focusing on refining utensils, was stunned at this scene, then his eyes brightened and overjoyed“ Yes! So it is“ No wonder it couldn't be refined in any way before. "“ How can a magic soldier be regarded as a magic soldier if he has no soul? Ha ha ha, I am so stupid“ It's going to work this time! It's going to work Xiang Yunzhou's spirit power surged wildly and poured into the seven swords. At the same time [huoyanyuehu] is spewing golden red flame, and beating seven swords in the air with a hammer. It's a success. It's going to be a success! Even Mu Yan held her breath, waiting for the final moment. However, in the next moment. Mu Yan suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the sea. Then, the whole refining chamber vibrated violently. The seven swords that had been formed in the cellar seemed to be impacted by something, and cracks began to appear on the swords“ How could that be? Why did you still fail? "