Creation Color Master

Inside the Tingyu Pavilion, three figures were sitting together discussing something.

When Chu Mo saw the spear used by Lin Mingwei, he suddenly had an idea in his mind, that is, why not make another Tiangang spiritual weapon for Lin Mingwei.

So, Ma Jun was called over by Chu Mo.

Tian Wuyou was lying on the armchair at this time, watching this scene. Although he looked calm, the slightly twitching corners of his mouth showed his inner unrest.

Tian Wuyou heard the noise in the yard and came out to check what was going on, and saw the scene in front of him.

Tian Wuyou recognized Lin Mingwei, the once famous Marquis Shenwei, at a glance, because they lived in the same era.

In addition, the stuttering young man who analyzed the Earthly Evil Spirit Weapon in great detail was obviously a Mohist weapon refiner.

My goodness, Tian Wuyou now suspects what kind of monster his apprentice has met. Who would dare to believe that a theater owner from a small border town is making friends with the top figures of the dynasty?

At this time, the Yanlin Fire Beast seemed to sense the cold poison sealed in Tian Wuyou's body, and immediately understood that the person Chu Mo was talking about saving was this person. Then, it blamed Tian Wuyou for part of its hatred for the loss of the Red Flame Fire Lotus and its spouse.

He ran to Tian Wuyou, his eyes flashing coldly, and randomly knocked him to the ground.

Watching the flash of light and the escaped red little beast, Tian Wuyou's eyes flickered. Another monster that he couldn't see through.

Tian Wuyou's actions did not disturb Chu Mo and the other two.

Lin Mingwei was stunned as he watched him describe his spiritual weapons one by one, as if he had personally experienced making them.

He had not upgraded his spiritual weapon over the years, so he was still under the fifteen restrictions because he had not found a weapon refiner that he trusted enough.

The young man in front of him, with his passion for refining weapons in his eyes and his ability to understand his own spiritual weapon through observation and feeling, successfully achieved his victory.

When Lin Mingwei heard Chu Mo asking him to upgrade his spiritual weapon, he was extremely willing and a childlike happy smile appeared on his face.

Lin Mingwei solemnly handed a storage bag to Ma Jun and said, "Master, I'll leave the upgrade of the Qianjun Blood Explosion Spear to you."

Ma Jun said with a smile: "General Lin, please rest assured that I will do my best."

A day passed in a flash, and Chu Mo woke up from his practice. If you looked through his clothes at this time, you would find that Chu Mo's five internal organs were emitting a little light, which was the result of refining the five internal organs.

Chu Mo had just gotten up and moved around a bit when he saw Madam Mingzhu coming over and saying, "My Lord, Mouse Ear from the front yard came to report that Mr. Wang Hong is here to visit."

Chu Mo came directly to the front yard wearing a cloak, and then said with some respect: "Old man, how come you have time to come here today?"

Wang Hong said: "Haha, how come you are such a big shot now that you look down on me and won't even let me come to the theater?"

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Look at what you said. The Chinese New Year is only ten days away. I know you are busy, so isn't this just a way of caring about you?"

After joking, Wang Hong got down to business and said, "Boy, you were exposed because of the Cold Eagle Tribe incident some time ago. During my patrols these days, I found many outsiders in the town. I have a feeling that these people are probably coming for you."

"After all, very few people know your identities as the Shadow Guards. You are the owner of a theater, but it's unclear whether this is a blessing or a curse, so you must be careful. If you ask me, we should stop the New Year's performance. It's too dangerous with so many people around."

Listening to Wang Hong's nagging concern, Chu Mo smiled and said, "Old Master, avoiding the problem won't solve the problem. The New Year's performance will continue as normal. I want to see who are the people coming."

Wang Hong smiled and said, "You have an idea, and I can't help you much right now, but you must pay attention to safety and don't be stubborn."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, old man, I cherish my life very much."

Even if Wang Hong didn't come to remind him, did Chu Mo have some understanding of some of the changes in the town?

The reason why he held the New Year's performance as usual, in addition to some reasons in previous years, Chu Mo also had another plan, which was to lure the snake out of its hole.

He wanted to see how many monsters and demons had been lurking in Yong'an Town in the past few days. If they were not dealt with, Yong'an Town would no longer be "Yong'an".

In the imperial capital, at this moment in the residence of the eighth prince Tang Chengxuan, the quiet environment exuded a hint of coldness.

There were only a few serving maids in the room, and there were only two people at the entire party.

Tang Chengxuan said to Yang Pu with a smile on his face: "Sir, I am grateful to you for the past few days. Otherwise, I would not know who dared to touch my Blood Killing Sect. If the hidden danger is buried here, I am afraid that I will die without a burial place in the future."

Yang Pu said with a smile: "My Lord, you have firmly controlled the Blood Killing Sect now, but you'd better deal with those small families that secretly funded you back then. They are stains on your Highness anyway."

Tang Chengxuan nodded and said, "Thank you for your advice, sir. Let's eat quickly. The food will get cold soon. Come, I'll toast you a glass."

Yang Pu took the wine glass and drank it all, not caring at all whether it was poisonous or not.

Then he said to Tang Chengxuan again: "My Lord, I have compiled the list of people suitable for training that you asked me to compile some time ago. Please see if you have any objections."

Tang Chengxuan took the list, and scanned the names on it one by one with a serious look in his eyes. Finally, he asked, "Who are Mo Ya and Bai Feng on this list? How could they get here when they are only at the peak of the first realm?"

Yang Pu said: "Haha, my lord, please don't doubt it for now. Let me tell you carefully."

"I checked the case files they left behind. Although Mo Ya and Bai Feng are still young, their assassination skills are extremely advanced. Mo Ya relies on the black-feathered flying crow technique; Bai Feng relies on the air-stepping technique. They have completed all the tasks they have received in excess, and most of the people they have attacked and killed were killed in one strike. Although their cultivation is low, they have comprehended the seeds of the way of killing. With a little training, they will become powerful subordinates in the future."

"So I changed the rules and put their names on it."

After hearing Yang Pu's answer, Tang Chengxuan confirmed again, "Is everything you said true?"

Yang Pu said confidently: "This is the proof from my subordinates' consultation of the family tree. It can basically be guaranteed."

Tang Chengxuan said, "Okay, okay. I didn't expect that two more assassin geniuses would join my army today. I really want to meet them. As for the reward, I'll leave it to you, sir."

Ever since Mo Ya and Bai Feng joined the Blood Killing Sect, they have taken on hundreds of missions.

During this period, Mo Ya and Bai Feng worked together closely to hone their assassination skills. At the same time, they also comprehended the seeds of the great ways such as the Way of Killing, the Way of Blood, and the Way of Shadow. With the continuous accumulation of tasks and practice, they became more proficient in assassination and surprise attacks.

Ren Woxing had been away for three days and finally returned to the theater at noon today.

When he entered the room, Ren Woxing just glanced curiously at Shu'er who was sweeping the floor. Shu'er also glanced at Ren Woxing and then immersed himself in his world of sweeping the floor again.

With the Pure Water Root that Ren Woxing successfully brought back, after being refined by Yan Yonghe, the Yan Yang Pill, a medicine for treating cold poison and frostbite, was refined.

As Tian Wuyou took the medicine, the cold poison that had tormented him for a long time was finally cured.