Yunzhou, Lingfeng Mountain.

Su Yun looked at An Qingyue who was full of wind and frost, sighed softly and asked, "Qingyue, have you dealt with the An family matters?"

"Mr. Hui, the matter has been completed. There are still twenty-four children in the An family who have left their legitimate genitals. Now my brother is in charge of the head of the family and deal with affairs. Next, he will select personnel from the children of the other family, enrich the main meridians, and revitalize the An family."

An Qingyue reported everything.

Then, she took out the wooden box, bowed and presented it to Su Yun, and said, "I have to thank Mr. For borrowing the flying sword this time, so that Qingyue can have the chance to kill the masters of the He family, Tiefeng Mountain and Baihemen, and pay tribute to the heroic spirits of the An family's ruthless death tribe."

Su Yun waved his hand, and the flying sword flew up from the wooden box and turned into a stream of light that penetrated into his cuff.

"Qingyue." Su Yun looked at An Qingyue, pondered for a moment, and said, "I heard from the Martial God Army that you have locked up some sixth-grade martial arts warriors from the three sides of the He family and are preparing to refine them into corpse puppets by using the method of refining corpses?"

"Not bad!" An Qingyue nodded and said, "Now that all the masters of my An family have died, there are only a few internal martial artists. Only by refining these corpse puppets can we fill the lack of combat power in my An family."

She was not going to hide the fact that He Xiong and others were going to be refined into corpse puppets. She said that when she asked for people from the hands of the Martial God Army.

The combat power of these corpse puppets can ensure that the An family will continue to gain a foothold in the martial arts world in the future.

Although the An family has Su Yun as the backstage, An Qingyue also knew in her heart that the An family could not use Su Yun’s name to pretend to be powerful.

"The way to refining corpses is ultimately just a means of sidetracks. I hope that your An family will only take this opportunity to meet the urgent needs, rather than immerse yourself in it for a long time, or even become a corpse refining family." Su Yun warned.

Refining corpse puppets is not enough to be refined. The refiners also need to use secret techniques to soak their blood in the corpse puppets every now and then, and they can connect with them with their own spiritual energy every day to maintain the induction connection with the corpse puppets.

Doing this will cause deficiency of qi and blood. More importantly, it will involve a lot of energy, which will inevitably delay your practice.

An Qingyue nodded and said, "Sir, I've written down the words. The person who is responsible for manipulating corpses is now my uncle An Xingshun. He knew that he had no hope of breaking through to the master in this life, so he was preparing to practice corpses. As for my brother, he would still concentrate on martial arts practice."

Su Yun thought for a while and said, "Come with me."

After saying that, he left the hall and turned to the study.

An Qingyue hurriedly followed.

Behind the desk in the study, Su Yun spread out a piece of fine rice paper as smooth as jade and picked up the pen to write.

Suddenly, a terrible spiritual pressure filled the room.

An Qingyue's mind trembled, and under this invisible pressure, her body trembled involuntarily.

As Su Yun stroked the wolf's hair in his hand, An Qingyue saw the word "wu" and was finally written out.

This word, iron-painted silver hook, has the meaning of piercing the paper surface and penetrates the soul.

An Qingyue just glanced at her and felt as if she felt that the word "日" seemed to have come alive, turned into a human form, rushed into her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, and practiced martial arts.

After just a few breaths, An Qingyue's face turned pale and sweating all over, and she quickly looked away.

She looked at Su Yun and asked, "Sir, this is..."

"I have seen your brother from afar before on the top of Mount Tai, and he is also a craftsman. If you take this character back to him, it should help him break through to the realm of a master. A century-old martial arts family, the head of the family must have the cultivation of a master so that it will not be underestimated."

This time, because of his own reasons, the An family was almost destroyed. Su Yun felt guilty after all, so he wrote this copy of the word for An Qingyue.
Chapter completed!