Maybe I shouldn't die.

Forget it, it’s just a mid-level magical weapon. Just practice it and treat it as a benefit for this little disciple.

It doesn’t take much time anyway.

Thinking of this, the expression on his face softened again, and there was a hint of smile in his tone.

"Okay, tell me what you want first."

Han Qingshu was also very decisive and replied:

"As long as it is a defensive armor that can be used after completing Qi Refining, it will be fine."

Liang Pingshu nodded slightly. This young disciple was quite sensible. Since he didn't know much, he didn't make any unreasonable demands.

However, there were still some issues that needed to be clarified, so he asked again:

"What's the budget? Is it just defense? What are the grade requirements?"

Han Qingshu thought about it and realized that she was not short of spirit stones. In that case, she simply ordered a better battle armor for Yin Xue and said:

"It doesn't matter if the cost is more than 500,000 but less than 1 million. The stronger the defense, the better. As long as it is within the range of spiritual energy consumption that can be tolerated by perfecting Qi Refining, the higher the grade, the better."

Hearing this, Liang Pingshu's face also showed some interest.

With this cost as a basis, the weapon refined will naturally not be an ordinary mid-level magic weapon. He can even improve some of its properties.

In this way, even if you are refining a mid-level magic weapon, it won't be so boring.

In just a moment, many ideas for armor flashed through his mind. However, no matter which idea it was, it seemed difficult to maximize the characteristics of the material.

After all, with a budget of around one million, he could even use several high-end materials.

However, it would be a bit of a waste to only refine mid-level magic weapons!

Thinking of this, he turned his gaze to Yin Xue again, looked at her carefully for a moment, and roughly estimated her body values ​​before asking Han Qingshu again:

"What type is it? Does it have awakening talent?"

These may all be related to whether the customized armor is suitable for Yin Xue to use. Han Qingshu naturally would not hide it. She answered without hesitation:

"Replying to Uncle Liang, Yin Xue is of the wind element, and her bloodline talent has been awakened. When her talent transforms, her body will become larger and her strength will also increase."

Liang Pingshu nodded and said:

"These are all the data that need to be collected. I'll take it to the yard later to test its strength."

This result was not surprising. After all, there was a big gap in cultivation between Silver Wolf and this disciple. If he didn't have something special, he would not have been favored by this disciple.

Although a monk can sign more than one equal contract, few people will sign multiple equal contracts. After all, the purpose of signing a contract is to find a partner who can fight side by side.

No matter what race they are, they don't like their partners to be shared.

Although there are no explicit regulations on this matter, it is tacitly accepted that a cultivator can only sign one equal contract at a time, regardless of their race.

Han Qingshu also knew that testing strength was necessary, so he nodded and agreed.

"Yes, uncle."

During the time they were discussing, He Changzhou had already left smoothly. A Ru had no other reason to keep him, so he could only watch him leave.

Moreover, he also had to comfort Feng Mujin, who was particularly angry because of He Changzhou's departure.

After all, this is on someone else's territory.

The young master is too ignorant of his own limits.

A Ru just felt very tired, but he had no choice but to comfort the young master first.

At least we can't let him get things out of control.

And Miss Mu Xi, we need to find a way to calm her down quickly from this crazy state.

But He Changzhou had already left.

Alas, now I just hope that Elder Feng will come as soon as possible after receiving the news.

A Ru can’t bear it anymore!

After Liang Pingshu and Han Qingshu finished chatting, they turned around and asked the remaining Yuxu Sect disciples:

"Do you still want to customize magic tools?"

Everyone shook their heads and replied:

"We are just here to accompany Senior Sister Han."

"Yes, yes. After all, it's our own shop, so we still have to come and take a look."

"Yes, yes, Uncle Liang, just go and do your thing. Don't worry about us."

Upon hearing this, Liang Pingshu nodded. As for those who were obviously interested and wanted to say something but were stopped by other disciples, he just pretended not to see it.

He was just being polite out of habit and had no intention of actually refining magical instruments for this group of young disciples.

These young disciples are considered sensible.

It was also at this time that the formation outside the shop was triggered.

Liang Pingshu immediately ignored these little disciples and swept his spiritual sense towards the outside of the shop.

Standing outside the store was a middle-aged male cultivator with a broad face, angry eyes and a strong body.

It was the Jindan cultivator from Qingyun Sect.

The Qingyun Sect and the Yuxu Sect are friendly sects, so he is naturally familiar with those Qingyun Sect Jindan cultivators in Xuanwu City.

He thought carefully about this middle-aged male cultivator and felt that he seemed to be a Jindan cultivator from the Feng family, a family affiliated with the Qingyun Sect.

The Feng family is considered a considerable force among the families affiliated with the Qingyun Sect. It is said that this family had a cultivator who ascended to the spiritual world and became an immortal tens of thousands of years ago.

As a result, the children of the family benefited and their bloodline power was greatly enhanced.

It seems like their bloodline talent is... berserk warfare?

Thinking of this, a trace of deep thought flashed across his face.

It seems that the brother and sister who were causing trouble were surnamed Feng. According to the young man from Qingyun Sect, the mad female cultivator had a blood defect.

A flawed war-crazy talent?

It's not unreasonable to go crazy in this situation.

In just a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but no matter how many thoughts there were, they did not affect the movements of his hands.

He just made some kind of magical gesture with his hands, and an entrance wide enough for one person to pass through instantly appeared on the formation outside the shop.

After doing all this, he spoke again:

"Fellow Daoist Feng, please come in."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone knew that it was the Jindan senior from Qingyun Sect who had arrived, and all the disciples from Yuxu Sect instantly quieted down.

And Feng Mujin's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had finally found a backer, and A'ru, who had been trying to comfort him, also breathed a sigh of relief.

Elder Feng has finally arrived, and there is finally someone who can take care of things here.

There were only two people at the scene who had no reaction at all.

One of them was Feng Muxi, who was still tied up, her eyes still red.

He didn't struggle anymore this time, perhaps because he was tired of struggling.

But those red eyes were staring at Han Qingshu, full of crazy malice.

The second one was the fellow named Zhao, who was still squatting there sorting out the magic tools scattered all over the floor, muttering from time to time:

"This low-grade, mid-level sword is broken. The quality will also decline if it is repaired. This is a loss of 120,000 spirit stones."

"This mid-level, top-grade magic bell only has a few scratches. Just repair the runes on it. I'll count it as 1000 spirit stones for the labor fee."

The store fell silent for a moment, and the quiet murmurs didn't seem so quiet anymore.

At least everyone present heard it, including the middle-aged male cultivator who rushed over after receiving the news.