There is still an hour to find another crimson nine-leaf clover.

Spiritual grasses like Crimson Pearl Nine-leaf Grass are rare on the mainland. The last time Ye Lingyue was able to find it, it was thanks to Yan Jiu's blessing that she purchased one from the underground Hall of Hell.

But Yan Jiu also said that even in the underground palace of hell there is only one crimson nine-leaf grass.

It is also the most difficult material to find among all Ye Lingyue's materials for refining Nine Dragons Yin, second only to the Ancient Dragon's Blood.

Ye Lingyue looked around, and as expected, after searching, she found nothing.

"Sister Yue, otherwise, we can each take half." Long Baobao suggested.

"No, then both of us will fail in refining the weapon. I'll see if I can find other spiritual herbs that can replace the Crimson Pearl Nine-leaf Clover."

Ye Lingyue thought to herself, at this moment, it is really hard for a penny to kill a hero.

If she had the chance, she would plant a bunch of nine-leaf grass in Hongmeng Tian.

Ye Lingyue said, and started searching again without giving up. At this time, she noticed Feng Xin's strange behavior.

Feng Xin stood not far away.

I saw him playing with a dark thing in his hand that looked like a broken sword with great interest.

In the warehouse of Sifang City Lord, there are many similar weapons that have not been completely refined, and some of them are just thrown aside casually.

As the head of the Feng Mansion, Feng Xin had seen many treasures. Most of the things in this treasure house were disdainful to him, but he was interested in a broken sword, which surprised Ye Lingyue.

"Feng Xin, what are you holding in your hand?"

Ye Lingyue said curiously.

"It seems to be a sword. Although it has not been completely refined, it is very sharp." Fengxin's eyes flashed with interest. As she spoke, Fengxin tapped the dark object with her knuckles.

Wu Zhong uses a sword, so he has a natural sharpness with the sword.

Just now, when he passed by the area where the broken sword was broken, there was a powerful force attracting him in his subconscious.

That power comes from this broken sword.

As soon as his fingers touched the sword, the sword suddenly trembled, and with a sneer, a blood mark was drawn on Feng Xin's fingers.

Bright red blood dripped on the sword.

Feng Xin's eyes flashed with strange color. This sword could actually hurt him.

You know, his current body has been strengthened by the ancient dragon blood.

"Be careful." Ye Lingyue snatched his hand and was about to check his wound.

But at this moment, a cracking sound came to the ears of the two of them.

The broken sword, which was only the size of Feng Xin's hand, changed when it came into contact with Feng Xin's blood.

The surface of the originally dark, smoked sword blade, like a mixture of dirt and dust, fell off in large chunks, revealing the sword blade inside.

"This is"

Ye Lingyue was speechless.

On the sword, there is a powerful character "Nine" engraved on it.

Ye Lingyue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

These nine characters looked familiar to Ye Lingyue. They were exactly the handwriting of Taizu Ye Wuming.

There is the same handwriting on the title page of the Ye family genealogy.

Nine Dragons Yin, this broken sword that has not yet been refined is actually Nine Dragons Yin.

Back then, Ye Wuming, the ancestor of the Ye family, came to participate in the world's best forging, but because of Chen Hongru's frame-up, he failed in his efforts and failed to refine the heaven-level magic weapon Jiulong Yin.

Unexpectedly, after more than five hundred years, Ye Lingyue would meet Jiulong Yin again in this warehouse where waste is piled.

When Ye Lingyue told Feng Xin and Long Baobao what happened, both of them were equally sad.

"Sister Yue, it turns out that your great ancestor is senior Ye Wuming. He is the same as our Long family's great ancestor Long Wang, who was once a powerful figure in the mainland alchemist world. Unexpectedly, the truth about senior Ye Wuming's depression back then is actually like this

"Fortunately, that despicable man Chen Hongru is dead, and old man Ye Wuming should rest in peace." Long Baobao sighed with emotion.

Chen Hongru ruined Ye Wuming's reputation. Unexpectedly, more than five hundred years later, Chen Hongru would be defeated at the hands of the descendants of the Ye family.

All this is really karma.

"No, just killing Chen Hongru is not enough. Taizu's last wish before disappearing was to refine Nine Dragons Yin. I have to meet Nine Dragons Yin today. It is really God's will. Taizu should have wanted me to refine it.

Nine Dragons Yin, help him fulfill his wish. It just so happens that the Nine Dragons Yin, which has not been successfully refined, also contains ingredients of the Crimson Pearl Nine-leaf Grass." Ye Lingyue looked at the unfinished Nine Dragons Yin, her eyes getting brighter and brighter.

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"Sister Yue, don't you want to reforge this Nine Dragons Song? It's too difficult, even more difficult than refining a Nine Dragons Song." Long Bao was overwhelmed by Ye Lingyue's bold idea.

Startled.

Anyone who is an alchemist knows that refining weapons is difficult.

But it is even more difficult to reforge a spiritual weapon that someone else failed to refine.

Especially for a heaven-level spiritual weapon like the Jiulong Yin, it not only needs to be purified again, but also needs to be melted into new materials and the heat controlled. If you are not careful, all your previous efforts will be wasted, and it may even cause backlash.

"Long Baobao, don't worry. I only do things that I am sure of. There is not much time left, and we have to help Sifang City Lord clean up the warehouse." Ye Lingyue said with confidence.

Six hours have passed.

Ye Lingyue, Long Baobao and others walked out of the warehouse.

The contestants who were waiting outside to watch the show opened their eyes in disbelief when they saw the materials in their hands.

"Dongfang Envoy, we have found suitable materials. We can enter the next round of weapon refining." Ye Lingyue's face glowed red, and her eyes flashed when she thought of the piles of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in Hongmeng Tian.

The smile turned into two crescent moons.

"The official finals will be held after dark. The city lord's palace has prepared drinks and dishes. Please follow the Southern envoy to dine." After the Eastern envoy said that, Ye Lingyue and others filed away.

Dongfang Shi walked to the warehouse door and was about to close the door. She recalled Ye Lingyue's bright smile just now and felt something was wrong. She subconsciously glanced into the warehouse. At this sight, Dongfang Shi was stunned and her expression changed drastically.

The Lord of Sifang City and Luo Sansheng were talking when they suddenly heard the Dongfang Envoy coming over in a hurry.

"City Lord, something bad has happened. Everything in the warehouse is gone."

When the Lord of Sifang City heard this, he was stunned and quickly followed Dongfang Envoy to the warehouse.

The Lord of Sifang City went into the warehouse and saw clearly the scene in the warehouse. His old face froze and he almost cursed.

The huge warehouse was actually 90% empty, and all that was left were scraps of scrap metal that were completely unusable.

"What on earth is going on with the things in the warehouse? Didn't you seize everyone's storage spiritual weapons?" Sifang City Lord was depressed.

"My subordinates don't know that the only ones who went in just now were the Hei family siblings. They only took the basic materials and didn't take much." Dongfang Envoy was also on the verge of crying.

She really didn't know why so many things in the warehouse disappeared in just six hours.
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